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MidReal Story
Feeding Desires
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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Sooyoung Park
Sooyoung is Jiwoo's best friend from the gym who becomes suspicious of Heejin's intentions towards Jiwoo.
Heejin Lee
Heejin, a tall and strong girl with abs who is also a feeder and lesbian, Jiwoo's roommate and manipulator of her desires, long blonde hair, athletic build, 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 and curious.
I was getting ready for work, brushing my teeth and washing my face with cold water.
Heejin was in the living room, eating a bowl of oatmeal.
"Hey, Jiwoo! I’m going to the gym today. Do you want to come with me?"
She asked, looking at me with a spoonful of oatmeal.
"No, thanks. I’ve been to the gym three times this week already."
I replied, spitting out toothpaste foam.
"Besides, I’m not as into working out as you are."
I added, drying my face and neck with a towel.
Heejin looked disappointed but said nothing.
I came out of the bedroom, half-dressed in my work uniform.
"By the way, have you eaten already?"
"Yes, I have. I had two eggs and a bowl of oatmeal."
Heejin replied.
I nodded and headed for the fridge.
Opening the door, I was greeted by the usual sight of a lot of healthy food: fruits, vegetables, lean meats, whole grain bread and rice.
There were also several protein shakes and weight gainer shakes.
I grabbed the carton of eggs and a loaf of whole grain bread.
As I was about to close the fridge door, I noticed a tub of chocolate ice cream.
I had not seen that before.
I hesitated, glancing at the chocolate ice cream nestled among the healthy options.
My fingers brushed its cold surface, and I decided to indulge.
Heejin watched silently as I scooped a generous portion into a bowl.
"A little treat won't hurt," I said, trying to justify my choice.
Heejin's eyes gleamed with an unreadable expression as she nodded approvingly.
I savored each spoonful, feeling a strange mix of guilt and pleasure.
The sweetness exploded on my tongue, a welcome respite from the blandness of our usual meals.
As I finished, Heejin suggested we try a new recipe for dinner together.
Her enthusiasm was infectious, and I agreed, not noticing her subtle smile as she turned away.
We headed to the kitchen, where Heejin began rummaging through cookbooks and scrolling through her phone for inspiration.
I leaned against the counter, watching as she moved with a fluid grace, her muscles rippling beneath her skin.
The kitchen was warm and cozy, filled with the aroma of fresh vegetables and the soft hum of the refrigerator.
Heejin's eyes sparkled as she held up a cookbook, open to a page featuring a rich, creamy pasta dish.
"How about this?" she asked, her voice husky with excitement.
I nodded, my stomach growling in anticipation.
As Heejin began boiling water and sautéing onions, I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in her presence.
It was as if we were performing a well-rehearsed dance, our movements synchronized and effortless.
As we continued cooking, Heejin expertly guided me through the recipe, her hands occasionally brushing mine.
The aroma of garlic and cream filled the kitchen, making my stomach growl with hunger.
Heejin smiled, suggesting we add extra cheese for flavor, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint.
I hesitated, feeling a pang of guilt about deviating from our usual healthy meals, but nodded, caught up in her excitement.
As we plated the pasta, Heejin served a generous portion onto my plate, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
We sat at the small dining table, the soft glow of the pendant light above casting a warm ambiance.
I took a bite, savoring the rich taste of the pasta, the cream and cheese melding together in perfect harmony.
Heejin watched intently as I ate, encouraging me to have seconds with a gentle nudge of her elbow against mine.
Reluctantly, I agreed, reaching for another serving as my stomach protested with a rumble.
The sound of sizzling vegetables and the clinking of utensils against plates filled the air as we ate in comfortable silence.
Heejin's gaze never left mine, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she smiled, her teeth flashing white in the dim light.
I felt a flutter in my chest as our hands touched again, this time as we both reached for the garlic bread.
The warmth of her skin sent a shiver down my spine as I pulled back, my heart racing with a mix of excitement and trepidation.
Suddenly, Heejin's phone buzzed on the counter, breaking the spell.
She stood up to answer it, her chair scraping against the floor as she walked away from the table.
I watched her go, my eyes fixed on the way her muscles flexed beneath her skin as she moved.
"Who was it?" I asked, trying to sound casual as she returned to the table.
"It was just my brother," Heejin replied, her voice steady but her eyes betraying a hint of something else.
"Everything okay?" I pressed, sensing there was more to the call than she let on.
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As we continued eating, Heejin casually mentioned a new dessert recipe she wanted to try.
Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she described a rich chocolate cake layered with cream.
I hesitated but nodded, intrigued by her enthusiasm.
After dinner, Heejin suggested we start baking right away.
I agreed, feeling a mix of anticipation and unease.
In the kitchen, Heejin handed me a mixing bowl and guided my hands through the motions, her touch lingering longer than necessary.
The scent of chocolate filled the air as we worked together, our laughter echoing softly.
Heejin's phone buzzed again, breaking our rhythm.
She glanced at it briefly before turning back to me, her smile unwavering.
"Let's add some nuts to give it a crunch," she said, her voice husky as she reached for the bag of walnuts on the counter.
I nodded, my hands moving in tandem with hers as we mixed and measured the ingredients.
The kitchen was warm and cozy, the soft hum of the refrigerator and the gentle clinking of utensils against the counter creating a soothing background noise.
As we slid the cake into the oven, Heejin turned to me with a mischievous glint in her eye.
"Let's make it a game," she said, her voice low and playful. "Whoever gets to lick the spoon clean gets an extra slice."
My heart skipped a beat as I met her gaze, a flutter in my chest as I nodded in agreement.
The timer beeped, and Heejin pulled out the cake, its aroma wafting up to tease me.
As we let it cool, Heejin handed me a spoon, her fingers brushing against mine once more.
I took a tentative lick, the rich chocolate melting on my tongue as I closed my eyes in bliss.
Suddenly, Heejin's hand closed around my wrist, her grip firm but gentle.
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As the cake cooled, Heejin's hand gently closed around my wrist, her grip firm yet playful.
I felt a thrill at her touch, the room buzzing with an unspoken challenge.
Heejin smirked, eyes glinting with mischief as she reached for the spoon.
I acted on impulse, pulling her closer and snatching the spoon from her grasp, laughing as I did.
"That's not fair!" she exclaimed, feigning indignation.
Her protest only fueled my amusement, and I took a bite of her slice, savoring the rich chocolate flavor.
Heejin's eyes narrowed playfully, plotting her next move in our culinary game.
The air was thick with tension, our bodies inches apart as we stood facing each other.
I could feel the warmth of her breath on my skin, her gaze locked onto mine like a magnet.
Suddenly, she darted forward, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered, "You're going down."
My heart skipped a beat as I spun around, our faces inches apart, the spoon still clutched in my hand.
Heejin's eyes sparkled with amusement, her smile daring me to take another bite.
I hesitated for a moment, my pulse racing with excitement, before plunging the spoon back into the cake.
