I had been thinking about this feeding all day—craving it, fantasizing about it, needing it. When it finally started, I turned into the greedy, gluttonous sow. Sitting back with my big, blubbery belly spilling out between my thighs, I moaned and squirmed as he hand-fed me bite after bite of crispy chicken strips covered in creamy mashed potatoes and rich gravy. Every bite felt like heaven, but I wanted more; I needed more. The intense pleasure of being fed and touched made my perfect, plump pussy dripping wet. Between bites, he grabbed and jiggled my big, fat belly, praising me for being such a good feedee. He helped me to burp to make room for even more food. I was in hog heaven, a fat pig getting exactly what she had always wanted.