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Feeder's Desire: A Roommate's Secret
Scenario:Jiwoo is a slim girl who was recently started going to the gym, but she wasn't really enthusiastic about it, after all, she had a feederism kink and always fantasized about being fed and gaining weight but she was too scared to try it and decided it would remain as a fantasy that was imposible to fulfill. Some time later she decided to move apartments and while looking for a roomate she stumbled upon Heejin, a tall and strong girl who looked like a goddess, Heejin loved going to the gym abd her abs really showed it, they were no joke. They decided to move in together and bonded in quickly. Little did Jiwoo know that Heejin had a secret just like her, she had always dreamed of making a pretty girl gain weight under her care and Jiwoo seemed to be the perfect target. Heejin is also a lesbian and a feeder.
Some time later Jiwoo started noticing some changes in her body, but they weren’t quite what she expected, after all, she looked… fuller.
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Minji Park
Minji is Jiwoo's best friend who knows about her kink but doesn't know about Heejin's intentions yet; she is supportive but unaware of the situation at home; short brown hair; petite frame; caring and protective.
Heejin Lee
Heejin, a tall and strong girl with abs who is also a lesbian feeder, Jiwoo's roommate and the one who fulfills her desires secretly, long blonde hair, athletic build with defined abs, confident and secretive.
Jiwoo Kim
Jiwoo, a slim girl with a feederism kink, Heejin's roommate and target of her desires, short black hair, petite frame, shy but curious.
I was fucking exhausted.
I’d been going to the gym every day after work, and I’m not gonna lie, it was fucking exhausting.
I’d never been to the gym before, so I didn’t know how much my body could handle.
At first I could only do 30 minutes on the treadmill before I had to stop because I was so fucking tired, but now I could do an hour and fifteen minutes before I needed to stop.
I was getting better at it, but god, it was still hard.
When I got home I collapsed onto my new bed in our new apartment.
It was so fucking comfy, I didn’t want to get up.
But then I remembered that I still had to unpack some of my stuff.
So, with a groan, I stood up and began unpacking my clothes into the dresser.
Heejin was in her room, also unpacking.
We’d moved in just a few days ago.
It had been so much fun so far.
I’m glad that we ended up being roommates.
She’s so sweet and funny, we get along great.
We met through an ad on craigslist for a roommate wanted.
She seemed normal through our emails back and forth, so we decided to meet up.
Her and I went out for coffee to see if we clicked.
I placed the last of my shirts in the dresser, feeling a sense of accomplishment at having finally unpacked all my clothes.
As I turned to walk away, my gaze caught on the mirror hanging on the wall, and I paused to admire my reflection.
My body felt different, fuller, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in my gym progress.
The thought of becoming stronger was exciting, even if the journey was exhausting.
I ran my hands over my hips, feeling the subtle curve that had developed over the past few weeks.
It was a small change, but it was noticeable, and I couldn't help but smile at my reflection.
The room was quiet except for the soft rustling of fabric as I moved around, and Heejin's laughter drifted from her room, a comforting sound that made our new apartment feel like home.
I smiled, feeling grateful for our friendship and the ease with which we'd settled into living together.
Just then, Heejin called out from her room, "Jiwoo, dinner's ready! Come check it out!"
I turned towards her room, my stomach growling at the mention of food.
"I'm coming!" I replied, making my way towards her door.
As I entered her room, I was hit with the savory aroma of something delicious cooking on the stove.
Heejin stood at the counter, a spatula in hand, stirring a sizzling pan of what looked like chicken and vegetables.
My eyes widened as I took in the spread before me - a feast fit for a queen.
"Wow, Heejin, you're an amazing cook!" I exclaimed, my mouth watering in anticipation.
Heejin chuckled, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Thanks, I tried to make something special for our first dinner together in our new place."
I nodded eagerly, taking a seat at the table as she began to serve us both generous portions.
As we dug in, the flavors exploded on my tongue, and I let out a contented sigh.
This was exactly what I needed after a long day of unpacking and settling in.
Just as I was about to take another bite, Heejin reached out and gently pushed a piece of bread towards me.
"Hey, try some of this garlic bread," she said with a smile. "I made it from scratch."
I hesitated for a moment before picking up the slice and taking a bite...
The warmth of the bread and the comfort of our new home filled me with a quiet joy.
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As we sat on the couch, sipping our tea and chatting about our favorite foods, I couldn't help but notice the way Heejin's eyes sparkled when she talked about baking.
"I used to make these amazing chocolate chip cookies for my family when I was a kid," she said, her voice filled with nostalgia.
I listened intently, imagining the sweet aroma of fresh-baked cookies wafting from the oven.
"My mom would always say they were the best she'd ever had," Heejin continued, a hint of pride in her tone.
I smiled, feeling a sense of connection to her as we shared stories about our childhood loves.
As we chatted, I found myself glancing at Heejin's hands, noticing the way her fingers moved deftly as she gestured.
Her nails were short and neat, and I couldn't help but wonder if she had a secret talent for nail art or something.
The thought made me giggle to myself, and Heejin caught my eye, raising an eyebrow in question.
"Just thinking about your hidden talents," I said with a grin, trying to play it off.
Heejin chuckled, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Maybe I'll have to show you sometime."
I felt a flutter in my chest at the suggestion, unsure what to make of it.
But before I could respond, Heejin stood up, setting her cup down on the coffee table.
"Hey, want to help me with something?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
I nodded, feeling a sense of excitement building in my chest.
"What is it?" I asked, standing up beside her.
Heejin grinned, her teeth flashing white in the dim light of the living room.
"I have a surprise for you," she said, her voice low and mysterious.
Curiosity piqued, I followed her into the kitchen, eager to uncover the secret she had in store.
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As we entered the kitchen, my eyes landed on the large cake resting on the counter, its layers thick and inviting.
"I baked this for our new home celebration!" Heejin announced with a proud smile, her eyes gleaming with expectation.
I admired her handiwork, feeling a mix of anticipation and unease.
The cake was beautifully decorated, with intricate swirls of chocolate frosting and sprinkles of colorful sugar.
As Heejin sliced into the cake, I watched the knife glide through the soft layers, revealing a rich chocolate interior.
She handed me a generous slice, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
I hesitated briefly before taking a bite, savoring the sweetness that enveloped my senses.
The flavors danced on my tongue, a perfect balance of rich chocolate and creamy frosting.
Heejin watched intently as I reached for another forkful, her gaze fixed on my face.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as our eyes met, her expression unreadable.
Suddenly, she reached out and gently brushed a crumb from the corner of my mouth.
Her touch sent a jolt of electricity through me, and I froze, my heart racing.
"What's wrong?" Heejin asked, her voice low and husky, her eyes locked on mine.
I shook my head, trying to clear the cobwebs. "Nothing," I stammered, feeling like I was drowning in her gaze.
Heejin's smile grew wider, her eyes glinting with amusement.
"Good," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Let's enjoy our celebration cake."
I take another bite of the rich chocolate cake, feeling its sweetness spread across my tongue. Heejin leans back in her chair, her eyes never leaving me as she asks about my plans for decorating the apartment. I mention wanting to add some plants and maybe a few paintings. Heejin nods, suggesting a trip to the local market this weekend. Her enthusiasm is infectious, and I find myself agreeing eagerly.
As we discuss colors and styles, Heejin refills my plate with another slice of cake, her movements deliberate and smooth. I accept it without hesitation, feeling a strange mix of comfort and anticipation. The cake is addictive, and I can't help but go back for more.
The room is quiet except for the sound of our forks scraping against the plates and the occasional clink of tea cups. The soft lighting in the kitchen makes Heejin's features look even more striking, her sharp jawline and angular cheekbones accentuated by the shadows.
As we eat, Heejin's eyes never leave mine, her gaze piercing and intense. I feel like she's studying me, analyzing every bite I take, every reaction I have to the cake. It's unnerving, but at the same time, it's exhilarating.
Suddenly, Heejin pushes her chair back and stands up, her movements fluid and graceful. "Let's get some more tea," she says, her voice low and husky. I nod, feeling a sense of disappointment that our little celebration is coming to an end.
But as Heejin walks towards the counter, her hips swaying gently, I realize that this might just be the beginning. She reaches for the tea pot, her hands moving with a confidence that makes me feel like I'm in good hands.
