Damn, this has been a trying topic to tackle.
From feeder cults to being locked in an escape room and getting intimate with your stepbrother’s best friend… while your best friend watches? Crazy is an understatement.
I never thought I’d dive this deep into the subject of feedee/feeder culture, but honestly, it’s been a wildly eye-opening experience.
As someone who isn’t part of the community myself, I had one thing in mind when I started writing my Feedee/Feeder series: representation.
I wanted to approach it with care and do it justice because, like any community, there are people who proudly embrace it and those who are desperate to escape it.
My most recent book, Happily-Fed and Impregnated by My Stepbrother’s Best Friend in an Escape Room, explores the more playful, indulgent side of the feederism lifestyle.
In this story, our FMC (female main character) is unapologetically confident in her body.
She loves gaining weight, savoring delicious food, and embracing who she is.
But there’s something she wants just as much—her stepbrother’s best friend.
And she wants it all.
She wants him, the pregnancy… in an escape room.
And, of course, dessert.
Here’s the blurb:
Locked in a cosmic escape room with Finn, my stepbrother’s best friend, I thought it was just a game.
But when he started feeding me, savoring every bite I took, I felt the hunger between us grow into something I couldn’t deny.
“You’re perfect like this,” he murmured, his hands exploring my growing curves. “I want you softer, fuller—for me.”
I’ve always loved being a feedee, embracing every inch I gained, but with Finn, it became something deeper, more forbidden.
Sabine sneered at us, calling it twisted, while Jasper’s quiet fascination began unraveling something inside her she couldn’t admit.
The escape room wasn’t just a challenge—it became a maze of passion, indulgence, and secrets none of us were ready to face.
With every puzzle solved, Finn’s touch grew bolder, my body heavier, and the ache inside me more impossible to ignore.
By the time we reached the final lock, I wasn’t just his feedee—I was carrying his child, conceived in the heat of our forbidden desire.
And when the last door opened, I realized the biggest mystery wasn’t the room—it was whether we could escape what we’d started.
This book dives into the complexities of feederism while delivering the spice and forbidden tension I know you love.
So tell me, what do you think? Can the feederism lifestyle be healthy? I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments!
Read Happily-Fed and Impregnated by My Stepbrother’s Best Friend in an Escape Room
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