u/HRHB15

It all started with a message on Reddit: “I hear you want women to humiliate you, pig?”. I didn’t see it until the next morning. But I didn’t know if I should get excited. After all, I’ve had similar messages get my attention and excitement only to lead to disappointment later. So I was skeptical, to say the least, but I accepted the chat request and cautiously proceeded.

The conversation was pretty standard at first, small talk but I quickly realized this woman was sharp, intelligent, witty, and dominant. I could tell she had experience and she confirmed it. Our messages were constant for a few days, getting deeper into our personalities, likes, dislikes, experience, background, etc. She was already calling me “piggy” and “big boy”. She was creative and thoughtful in her actions toward me. She would make me blush only to make me question my life choices with her next message. She teased and remembered every little thing I had shared about me so far. She began encouraging me to snack and eat more.

This woman, who is so far away from me, can influence me to eat like such a pig, she can make me obey and say “Yes ma’am” to her requests. I want to see her pleased, I want to see and hear her call me “good boy”. She can make me laugh, smile, whimper, moan, and feel so small and pathetic in all the best ways with her words. I want her to be satisfied.

She took so much interest in me and my story. She would approve my fast food orders, tell me when to snack, and began adding items to my grocery list. We began sharing more and more intimate details. Our conversations became deeper and I slowly began to trust and obey her (aside from a few pointless moments of resistance). We began discussing what we each wanted from our kinks and our life. Things began to get… hot. We talked so dirty and it was so exhilarating and exciting. She was so good at it. She knew just what to say. She was perfect.

A few days later, we were talking on the phone, FaceTiming, and texting almost constantly. She encouraged me to eat on video with her, she would set goals for me to finish things or have another as a reward or as punishment. She excited me so much on so many levels. We discussed my previous goals and what I was open to and then, on Sunday morning she texted me “My first goal for you is 360”. My mind began to swirl. Wow, this is really going to happen, I thought. A weight that was and, in some ways, still is “huge” in my mind would now be my goal and I was okay with that. I am okay with that.

She definitely takes pleasure in how much control she has from afar, as do I. She can be so subtle about it but also leave no uncertainty of what she expects. She gets updates on all my meals and snacks. A few days ago, she pushed me to eat an entire carton of ice cream. Just yesterday, she had me finish an entire large bag of chips. The day before that, my goal was 6000+ calories. Today, she let me rest a little, but I am assured that tomorrow is a new day. I’m excited and equally nervous about what is to come.

I’m really enjoying being her growing pig and I believe she is enjoying our dynamic. I look forward to the pounds and hopefully years of friendship to come.