A feederism relationship led me to a new fetish

As long as I’ve had sexual feelings I’ve known my desire for thick, curvy, voluptuous women.
When I met my ex girlfriend Cassie, I was immediately drawn to her thick thighs and wide hips. She wasn’t even fat, just a bit curvy in all the right places. She was also sleeping with one of my friends and was a very free spirit. She was a short brunette with an hourglass shape figure.
She was into BDSM and was very sex positive, and she seemed to like me.
When we became exclusive, Cassie discovered my weight gain fetish. Much to my surprise, she straight up offered to gain weight for me. Just 20 pounds for the thrill of submission she told me. I was too weak to say no.

She gained 25 pounds relatively quickly over the next year and it looked GREAT on her. She had a swollen belly and a slight double chin. Her hips were wider, her thighs were softer, and the sex was wild.

We had moved in together and her gain was a part of our routine. I would cook for her, weigh her, measure her, we documented her progress on a blog. She was having fun getting so much attention from men and I thought it was hot to see her pictures.
She didn’t want to gain much more than the 25 pounds she had. I often asked to funnel feeder and she told me that was her hard line, because she didn’t want to lose total control.

After a couple years however, our relationship began to sour. Cassie seemed to lose interest in our sex life and withdrew from me emotionally. She was still gaining but it didn’t seem intentional and she didn’t want to discuss it anymore.
At our last weigh in she was 169 pounds, quite hefty for her 4’10 frame. She didn’t seem super excited but she took some photos and let me cum in her.

Before I knew it, she gave me the talk that she didn’t want to participate in this fetish relationship anymore and that she thought it would be best if we broke up.

I went to stay with a friend. About 2 weeks later I came to get the rest of my stuff to officially move out. I didn’t call her ahead of time because I still had the key and didn’t want to talk to her. She was at work anyways.

I opened the door and saw her curvy body naked, tied to a chair. Her plump stretch mark covered belly filled her lap and her hips and thighs bulged over the edges of the chair. Ropes bound her arms, and she had a funnel in her mouth. A large muscular tattooed man was standing over her. He was also naked and had a rock hard erection.

At first they didn’t notice me. When Cassie looked up she yelped. We stood there a moment frozen in time. She mouthed the words “sorry”, with weight gain shake dripping from her mouth.

I left and never spoke to her again.

I was so heartbroken and lonely. And horny. And devastated. And horny. Jealous. And horny.

Now all I want is a curvy chubby cutie to cuck me with a dominant feeder.
I wanna see a girl I love betray me for a stronger man with her curves and fat ass.
It’s the only thing that will fulfill me.

I saw a picture on a certain database of an unknown fat ass. I didn’t put it there. I wonder how many times she fucked that guy.