Marzi does dating 4 (3 images)

A follow up to: https://www.patreon.com/posts/47479964

Featuring Marzipan, OC of SpottedTigress.

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Marzi does dating 4a

Marzi indeed implemented her new dating format of “stuffing sessions”--if a suitor wasn’t looking to stuff her silly, don’t bother! She also had changed her dating poolf rom mostly general BBW-lovers to straight up feeders. The girl had gone from wanting to drop some winter weight, to loving her billowing curves and fat, to becoming pretty much a full time feedee. Not only did she not have to worry about her weight anymore, but she was so much more confident with flaunting her ever-growing body in increasingly skimpy outfits. She was absolutely loving her new feedee lifestyle--and boy did it show.

The ground shook and bystanders jumped out of the way as a mammoth figure of wobbling curvage approached.

‘I can’t believe Amy thinks my date night outfit is too skimpy’ thought Marzi through a mouthful of pastries, eating from a box perched conveniently on her giant tits that stuck out several feet in front of her.

‘Dorian said it was the biggest dress they had, and I believe him. It’s not his fault the stores only go up to 20XL’ She tugged at her ‘dress’ which, by all accounts, did look outrageously skimpy.

It was more of a ‘top’ than a ‘dress’ on her, really. And a poorly fitting one at that. It barely made it over her belly, constantly riding up and showing her belly button. Nevermind her enormous ass, which was fully exposed with her tiny panties out for all to see. The top half was even worse. Without a bra, Marzi’s nipples were out in the open since the dress didn’t come close to containing her colossal boobs.

But the confident, overfed, spoiled fat cat didn’t care. Nowadays, she always made a promise that she would wear whatever outfit her sweet, generous suitors bought for her as long as they did their best to find the largest size. The option for them to choose her look for the date was a little bonus for them, for spending so much money on her food. Plus, Marzie had to admit she did feel sexy in the outfits they chose, which tended to be very tight and revealing.

‘It definitely works on the right type of people’ Marzie thought, smiling to herself as she slurped up the milkshake from a massive container. She had just drained the entire supply of a hapless milkshake vendor nearby, who had fallen under the spell of her giant tits and ass.

‘Amy has no idea how much free stuff I’ve gotten wearing this thing’ she giggled to herself as she subconsciously tugged its straps which only caused her exposed tits to bounce heavily for all to see.

‘Gods I mean look at me, my boobs look awesome in this dress~’ She looked down proudly at her own obscene cleavage bulging back up at her.

‘And all the attention I’m getting’ she smiled, waving a jiggling arm at some gawking bystanders who she could barely see past the swell of her own tits. ‘They’ve never seen so much CURVAGE before!’ She felt her own exposed breasts and ass shaking heavily with her every step, the pavement cracking under her feet as everything shook around her. She felt BIG, and sexy, and she loved it.

‘My date is such a lucky guy.’

He really was.

Outside their chosen restaurant, Dorian was gawking up at the behemoth that was slowly lumbering over to him, her shadow creeping over him ominously.

He stared up at her massive belly, the dress tearing even against her comparatively smaller waist, and continued upward to her gargantuan breasts looming overhead. So. Much. Woman.

“Heya Dorian!” said Marzi brightly, unable to even see him past her tits when he stood directly in front of her like that.

“H-hey Marzie…” he stammered, a bit stunned by all that mass jiggling before him. It wobbled on even though she came to a halt.

“Good news babe--the 20XL dress fits! Isn’t it so cute on me <3” she cooed, as he heard some of the fabric tearing just a bit more against his date’s corpulent frame.

She had seriously kept her word and worn it, even in this state. This woman was amazing.

“Shall we head in? I’m absolutely starving!”

Marzi does dating 4b

A little later inside the restaurant Marzi was back in her groove.

Now so big and fat, the enormous girl could only sit or crawl when inside the restaurant or else she would tear right through the ceiling. She had demolished the front door crawling in, and much of the wall too.

Even while seated like this, she took up an immense amount of space--Dorian had needed to book several tables for their date, which were all crushed under Marzi’s immense body.

She was leaning back against the front counters which were being crushed under her weight. And in this reclined position her giant tits reached so far up they bulged against the ceiling, which was starting to crack from the pressure.

In this position her dress had ridden up even more her steadily swelling belly, looking more like a crop top than a dress now.

She had been eating for a while now, being fed and assisted by Dorian and the restaurant staff. But she was far from done.

“M-more cream-filled pastries, Marzi?” offered Dorian, reaching one up to her greedy mouth, his thin arm pressing into a massive wad of side-boob bulging onto one of the counters she was crushing.

“Yes please!”

Dorian had to climb onto a chair to reach the huge girl’s mouth, and he dropped the pastry in. She barely chewed, and--

“More!”

Another.

“More!”

Still another.

“More!” went the girl hungrily even before she finished her last mouthful, crumbs flying out messily.

“You know what, could you just dump everything in here~” giggled Marzi, opening her mouth extra wide as she tilted her head back lazily, looking every bit the fat overfed cat she was.

Dorian did as he was told, carefully angling the entire tray of pastries over her mouth and watching the pastries fall in almost comically.

“BUUUURRRRPPPP~” went Marzi, licking her lips and plump cheeks happily.

“Full?” asked Dorian somewhat hopefully, rubbing her bulging belly rolls and looking past it at the growing piles of dishes in the kitchens nearby.

“Are you kidding!” laughed the enormous girl, making that massive gut and those titanic tits quake, the entire restaurant shaking with all that fat.

“C’mon Dorian, I want more cakeee!!!” whined the spoiled fat cat, now really quite used to living it large.

Marzi does dating 4c

Marzi spent the next couple of hours stuffing her face happily, being fed by her hard-working date Dorian.

Her belly swelled further with countless dishes, her barely visible “dress” riding up even further and disappearing between her upper belly and underboob. Her growing belly pushed her gargantuan breasts up even higher, so much that they burst right through the restaurant’s ceiling.

A couple of hours later and Marzi was looking very bloated indeed.

“More eclairs please! And ice cream! Oh, and another two...no three orders of cheescake!” she said through a mouthful of food as she raised a fat, wobbling arm, her upper arm flab bulging onto the broken counter and jiggling as she waved for a waiter.

Next to her Dorian was affectionately patting that chunky upper arm, which was the “slimmest” part of the enormous girl.

As more trays of food arrived, he resumed feeding her. The kitchen was having a hard time keeping up with her appetite.

‘Discovering this feeder community was the best thing ever’ thought Marzi happily as she opened her mouth to receive another bag of cookies that Dorian was dumping into her mouth.

In her head, Marzi replayed how she had gotten to this point with fondness. She thought briefly back to the start of the year, where she was fretting over the extra pounds she’d gained from the holiday season. Then she discovered BBW dating, and put on even more weight. Then she discovered guys liked the extra weight, which made her grow even more. Then she discovered the feeder community, which really upped her growth. And lately, she’d really embraced the feeder culture and her dates had turned into pretty much full-blown stuffing sessions.

As she recalled all that, she smiled down at her enormous figure bulging out of her barely-visible “dress”. Well, at least tried to--her giant, ceiling-breaking tits were pressing against her own face pushed up by her bloated belly.

‘I can’t believe I used to be worried about a little winter weight’ she thought to herself with a smile and a bite of her lip, rubbing her own massive gut and making all that bulging blubber jiggle.

“More chocolate syrup, babe!” she whined, opening her mouth.

Dorian lifted a massive jug of chocolate syrup and brought it to her mouth, which she proceeded to chug down like a drink.

“BUUUURRRRRRPPPPPP!!!!” went the enormously fat cat happily, licking her lips of excess chocolate before turning to her date.

“Keep it coming! I still want moreee~”

Life was good.