Force Feeding Story Novels & Stories

I quickly added, "I ... I’ll eat my food now. I’ll finish everything!" No, I didn’t actually want to eat all of it. I really didn’t. If I forced myself, I would just end up starving myself the next day or... maybe even trying to throw up my food. "You don’t have to do that." Zephyr gently held my hand when I reached for my utensils. "Just eat as much as you want. Even if it’s just a little, that’s fine. I won’t force you." I blinked in confusion. Whenever people found out that I was constantly starving myself, they would force me to eat without considering my feelings at all. So, why was he saying this?

Repeating it, over and over. He calls for someone else. “Hold her still. She needs to eat.” The other guy grabs my arms as Finn straddles me. He squeezes my cheeks, forcing my jaw open. He tries to pour something in my mouth. For a second, it felt like Kyra was on top of me. Pinning me down when she was in a bad mood. “You will eat, Elsa. I don’t care if I have to force feed you. I’m not letting you die just because you don’t want to be here.”

Phoebe glanced at Louis and immediately turned her face away from him, the plate of food was hot and delicious, it was impossible at this time to eat such delicious food but Louis brought the best food in front of Phoebe, but she still refused to eat. Louis began to lose patience, he squeezed her chin to force her to open her mouth and forcefully poured food into her mouth. Phoebe was forced to resist weakly, her strength seemed to be drained, and could only struggle in vain, tears welling up on that beautiful but pale face.

He spat as he suddenly pushed the food against my mouth, trying to force it in. I flung my head back against his hand and flung my arms up to my face as I tried to push the food away. But he was harsh and forceful, as we both continued to struggle against each other. The more I wriggled and scratched at his hands the more he pushed it harder against my mouth.

I let go of them in shock and he yelled. “Hold those titties up and take it,” “Yes sir!” I moaned, propping my tits up for him to slap. He grabbed a handful of grapes from his plate, and grabbed my neck. “Open up, pet,” I parted my lips, whimpering as he force fed me grapes. I bit down on them and closed my eyes when the juices filled my mouth. “Wider, you can take more,” he hissed, forcing multiple grapes past my lips. My pussy dripped at his words. It felt as though he was prepping me.

I whimper as they pry my mouth open and shove their fingers down my throat until I violently throw up every bit of food that they had just force-fed me. POV: Atlas I felt like lunch was going fairly well when she suddenly was thrust directly into a flashback. ‘Dammit!’ I cursed internally. I should have explained ahead of time that she doesn’t eat much, and that fast movement, growling, and snarling can send her spiralling into a flashback.

He sat on the bed beside her and took his hand to her hair, and he moved the strands that covered her eyes off his face. He sighed again. “Stop being stubborn. You are my girlfriend, after all." He took up the plate that contained rice and made it to feed her, but she refused to open her mouth. He took his hand to her jaw and pressed it together tightly, forcing her to open up her mouth. He started feeding her. "You see, when my grandfather was still alive, I do feed him, especially when he becomes sick. So I know what it feels like to feed someone. This is not my first," Martins murmured as he continued feeding her forcefully.

I wail. He ignores me, taking a scoop of the dish and shoving it towards my face. I dodge it but he puts down the bowl and grabs my face with his now free hand. He props open my mouth ignoring my struggles. “It’s peanut—Tom it has pea-“ but he doesn’t stop to listen to me. He shoves the spoon into my mouth and then holds my mouth closed to force me to swallow it. “Here,” April steps forward to pick up the bowl and hold it, offering Tom aid as he begins to force feed me. Her voice is sweet as she says to me, “Chloe… Tommy cares so much about you. Why are you making this difficult? Just eat.”

She then submits them to the five. “Come on, I am not in a hurry. Just dig in. It’s his favorite!” She gives them an eerie gaze. “NO!!!!!!” They are screaming hysterically. Kartika then force-feeds them by picking up the pot and pour the stew into their mouths without even letting one of them go away. She even steps on Cocong body and pours everything in the pot into his mouth. In the end, all of them are unconscious. They look sluggish except Cocong who looks in ecstasy from the disgusting taste of that cursed dish. I wonder if the dish is actually a Keter-type SCP object.

I hadn't moved my muscles or exacted them for a while and every muscle in my body had been wasting and shrinking. I had been dying and didn't even know... I had been dying and didn't even care. She had cleaned up the apartment, prepared a thick broth and fed it to me even though I complained that I wasn't hungry and I didn't want to eat all throughout the force-feeding episode. She kept saying; I know I know, just take one more spoon. One more one more, until I had finished the broth. She held me as I stood in the shower, silent tears falling down my cheeks. She promised me that a cold shower was better than a warm bath and that I should concentrate on feeling the water fall on my face and i