Feeder Mistress Fantasy, Your Feeding Fetish Queen

This week I can’t get a certain feeder Mistress fantasy out of my mind.

It’s a feeder Mistress fantasy where I feed you, my submissive “feedee.” Are you already somewhat round, plump? Well, that’s just fine. I’ll fatten you up further once you give me a call. And if you’re “perfect” or even underweight according to the BMI now, just wait til I get my hands on you. Or better yet, ’til I get my FEEDING tube in your mouth! Open up, my hungry little pet.

This week I had been craving Indian food, so I decided to treat myself to some take-out from one of my favorite restaurants in town. It was so delicious. Just what I wanted. As I waited in the dining room lobby for my order to be ready, I looked around and thought of the feast I was about to enjoy. What if I was dining in with you, my date, and you had the nerve to police my plate? What if you were a stranger or the server and were rude and stupid enough to comment in ANY way on my three-course dream dinner? And so, my feeder Mistress fantasy wheels began to turn.

You are going to learn what “over-eating” really means.

And I am going to teach you. But, if I say to do it, it’s not “too much” or “over” anything. It’s just the right amount. This is what you get for ruining my meal with your idiot behavior. I’ll follow you out to the parking lot, get your license plate number and track you down. You’re not going to expect it when I show up at your work and follow you on your lunch break. I’ll whisper in your ear: “Hungry, piggie?” before our humiliation phone sex fun REALLY begins.

Before you can react, I’ve injected some kind of sedative into your exposed neck. Soon, with me, your whole body is going to change. My feeder Mistress fantasy is to make you GROW much, much bigger. So, you want to take up space by interrupting any woman and her thoughts? Intrude yourself on any “fairy lady” that might be around or talking with a girlfriend, because you think we’re just WAITING for some Prince Charming like you to interrupt us? Ha. I think the best men are seen and not heard. Shame on you!

Role-playing a feeder Mistress fantasy will help you see that it’s YOU who’s been STARVING all these years.

What’s erotic to me about being a feeder, the one doing the feeding, is of course the “power dynamic.” As the Queen of Mean, your oh-so-cruel and PERFECT Mistress, it turns me on to play God(dess), among other things, with you. Taking control of your own body away from you excites me. I mean, you’ve tried to control mine with your careless judgment for SO long. And now, during our feeder Mistress fantasy phone sex call, I’ve decided it’s been TOO long. Time for (your) ENDLESS dinner, piggie. Oink fucking oink!

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