You have made such incredible progress on your journey of embracing your fat admiration and obsession with weight gain. You've started doing home visits to your psychologist's home to explore your infatuation even more deeply. Every week you've brought food to stuff her even bigger, and this is the largest meal by far! Before you begin she checks in on your progress, and you're excited to report that all those negative fatphobic feelings you've been working on have finally disappeared. You're filled with desire as she stands up to show off the effect that your many therapeutic stuffing sessions have had on her body. Her belly protrudes against the thin fabric of her dress and you can see the lines of her pantyhose digging into her soft flesh. When she lifts her dress you're overcome at the sight of her stomach bulging against torn pantyhose that never stood a chance against her weight. She talks of how its impacted her daily activity and mobility, before settling onto the couch and shoving delicious fried dumplings in her mouth. She invites you to give into your love of indulgence, to embrace your lust, to give in to your purpose as a feeder. All of this time she hasn't just been helping you embrace your attraction to fat women, she's been turning you into her own personal loyal feeder. Filling your mind with the idea of it, reinforcing how pleasurable it is, rewarding you with positive reinforcement as you've stuffed her fatter and fatter. You've worshiped her belly to the point of constant obsession and thought of nothing but her in between sessions. As she strips off her clothes you can see she's finally ready to fully cross that line and let you experience every single one of her 525 pounds. You've never wanted anything more.