Imagine your feeder setting out an outfit for you to wear, but they are last year’s clothes that you outgrew heading into the holidays. You struggle to drag the pants up over your ass and hips, finally getting them most of the way with a few jumps that set your entire body jiggling and the floor shaking. Of course, zipping them is hopeless, never mind buttoning them. You don’t even attempt it. You can’t see the button beneath your belly anyway. The belt you thread through your pant loops also goes untested and hanging open.

You try the shirt next, finding it more snug about the upper arms and shoulders than you remember. You have to suck in your fat belly in order to wrestle all the buttons closed, and your flesh peeks out of the gaps between the buttons. The fabric creaks under the pressure of containing your bulk. It does nothing to hide your bulges and rolls, but instead emphasizes them.

Catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you feel a mixture of excitement and embarrassment. Bursting out of your clothes the way you are makes you acutely aware of how much weight you’ve put on in the past year. You know you look silly. At the same time, you can’t wait to see your feeder’s eyes light up when you lumber downstairs for dinner, the smell of which is already making you salivate. The shirt buttons might not survive the meal…

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