Stuffmebloated Shares: I discovered gaining around the age..

Stuffmebloated Shares: I discovered gaining around the age of 16 but didn't do any active gaining until I turned 21. I had always said that I was an encourager during those years, even though I was pretty sure I wanted to be fat myself. I think a lot of gainers struggle with that in the beginning. Societal pressures can have a major hold over the mind and it took me a long time to admit what I truly wanted. I believe I found my first encourager through Beefyfrat. He was a graduate student at OSU, working on a sociology degree that involved studying the communities in which I was involved at the time, I believe he published a book on what he was studying. He was a slim hairy guy, slightly balding, with a tiny tummy. It was an absolutely lovely relationship that involved many feedings and amazing first experiences. He was a loving but somewhat demanding feeder. He would drive up to my apartment in NW Ohio to spend the weekends feeding me and exploring my expanding body and I remember visiting him in Columbus where we visited quite a few different restaurants. Back then I was a major people pleaser with a penchant for gorging on some pretty unhealthy foods. I remember one winter evening probably in 2007, he showed up at my door with frozen pizzas, a quart of egg nog, and a funnel. He came in and put the pizzas in the oven and egg nog in the fridge. I vividly remember him pulling the funnel out the shopping bag, he pulled the accordion portion of the funnel and it made that weird popping sound. The whole time I'm barely able to keep my dick from showing in my tight shorts. He took me over to the couch, laid me down, and began caressing my belly under my shirt. After several minutes I was naked on the couch and the pizzas were ready. He fed me the pizza gently at first and grew more aggressive as I began to slow. In the beginning I wasn't that great of an eater, it takes a lot of work and patience. I was able to finish off one of the pizzas and began to work on sucking my cock. After teasing me for a few minutes, he left me on the couch to grab the funnel and egg nog. He sat me up and got behind me on the couch, opened the egg nog, grabbed the funnel, and gently placed it in my waiting and willing mouth. My stomach was already pretty full but I wanted to grow so badly for my feeder. He began to pour the entire quart of egg nog into the funnel while my tongue blocked the end. After it was in the funnel he whispered "Drink for me piggy". I complied, knowing that I was already packed tight. The thick, creamy liquid gushed down the funnel and into my watering mouth. He caressed my gut and looked me straight in the eyes as I swallowed gulp after gulp of the creamy egg nog. My eyes began to show that I was in pain but the egg nog was already in my gut. He quickly removed the funnel and began rubbing my tummy as I moaned in simultaneous pain and pleasure knowing that we are both working toward making me bigger. My body was not ready for the onslaught of calories and my stomach had not been stretched sufficiently to handle the volume. I ended up in the bathroom with everything running in reverse. I immediately felt guilt. Guilt for not being able to keep it down, guilty for the money that was wasted, but I was mainly angry that I had lost all of those calories. We spent the remainder of the evening in bed with him fondling my tummy, me apologizing, and him reassuring me that there was nothing to be worried about. Let me know if you guys like hearing these stories. I've had a lot of wonderful experiences in my gaining journey and I thought I'd begin sharing without revealing too much information.