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My partner and I are looking for a paypig and/or submissive feeder slave(s) who gets pleasure from being humiliated as we bully & demand them to buy more food for my partner to stuff me with… We will make Curvage clips and photosets with the food you buy and fulfill other requests 🍔🌭🌮🥗🍕 DM me 🤤

BBW, Weight Switching, Weight Gain, Weight Loss, Stuffing. Mel, a prideful athlete and dominant lover, makes a compromise to switch weights with Liz, her fat girlfriend. However, as Mel begins to gain weight, and Liz begins to lose it, they discover that size isn’t the only thing changing in their relationship. Pound for Pound By polarisdreamer Part 1 “You promised you’d stop eating that junk and start going to the gym with me!” Mel complained, as she stared, in disbelief, at her soft girlfriend, and judgmentally added, “Are you serious, Elisabeth?!” It was never a good sign when Mel called Liz by her full name. “I never specified when I would start going to the gym with you. I fully intend to keep my promise… but… not today. You just need to be more patient, Melanie.” Liz replied with her typical snarky attitude, as she spread her cushion of a rear end upon their apartment’s fluffy loveseat and tenderly cradled her bag of fast food from McDonalds. Crossing her toned arms and letting out a big sigh, Mel grunted, “It’s always semantics with you!” “What’s the point of boxing anyway?” Liz complained thinking lowly of her lover’s favorite sport, “All you do is sweat, gag, and get punched in the face.” “Here we go again.” Mel shrugged wishing that for once her overweight girlfriend would get off her lazy butt and join her in an active activity that she loved, “The next time I want you to do something, I should draft a freaking contract and make you sign it.” Taking her short lover’s words as a threat, Liz fired back, “Make me? I’d like to see you try small fry.” ‘Is that a challenge?’ Mel thought to herself in excitement. The athlete in her loved a challenge. Stepping forward and forcefully poking her girlfriend’s big squishy belly, Mel scoffed, “Oh please, this isn’t a pie-eating contest. Stay in your lane ya deep-fried couch potato!” The look on Liz’s face was one of stunned irritation. Past her rebellious exterior, she was quite sensitive about her excessive weight and her girlfriend just loved to tease her about it. Luckily in the five years since they had started dating, they’d developed a sophisticated method for settling their petty disputes. “That’s it!” Liz roared, while she threw her dinner to the side and tackled the sexy beast antagonizing her. The two lovers then engaged in a spontaneous wrestling match on the floor of their apartment’s living room. … When Mel had first met Liz, they’d been freshman in college. Back then, Liz was packing a lean 125lbs onto her 5’7 hourglass frame. Her short dark black hair, long legs, geeky fashion sense and alluring facial features ensured that she’d caught Mel’s eye. At the time, Mel was sporting closer to 140lbs on her 5’4 pear-shaped frame thanks to gaining the freshman 15. The dirty blonde blamed her weight gain on too many midnight cafeteria runs mixed with a newfound lack of exercise structure from not playing a sport like she had in high school. When they’d started dating, during their sophomore year, Mel had been the ‘fat’ one in the relationship, but then Liz’s mom passed away… The untimely event proved quite traumatic for Liz. Her grieving process lasted for nearly the next two and a half years. During which time, Liz overindulged with food to fill the painful void in her heart, while Mel had joined a local boxing gym for stress relief and for the athletic structure she craved. By the time they had graduated college, Liz was pushing the borders of obesity at 191 pounds and Mel had slimmed down to a fit and firm 124 pounds. Now, two years after they’d graduated and entered the workforce in their respective fields, Liz’s weight had inflated to 220lbs and Mel’s had shrunken to a lean and muscular 116lbs. … “Ow-ow!! *Pant!* I give! I give!” Liz huffed and puffed and begged for mercy, as Mel predicably emerged victorious from their brief wrestling contest. “Hmhmm,” Mel giggled, while keeping Liz pinned. Despite how annoying Liz’s perpetual stubbornness could get sometimes, she loved that spark of defiance. It made forcing her submission all the more satisfying. Though Mel was growing more aroused from her forceful victory, and was interested in moving things into the bedroom, she was intent on not surrendering her position straddled atop her mushy girlfriend until her lover agreed to take her health more seriously. So, Mel asked, “So, you’ll start going to the gym with me?” “Eventually.” Liz mumbled trying to catch her breath with a rebellious look in her eye. Knowing Liz, Mel knew that ‘eventually’ meant ‘never’ and that she’d always find some sort of loophole to get out of diet and exercise unless… “Liz, what’s it going to take to get you to commit to a diet and exercise regimen? Can we come to some sort of arrangement? I really want you to lose some weight, ya know?” “Oh, I know.” Liz purred grinning slightly, as she began to scheme, “I thought of something.” “Do tell.” Mel said, smiling with a slight insidious grin. It seemed like Liz was actually taking this seriously. Mel loved Liz unconditionally, faults included, but having the opportunity to take the sexy beast Liz had been freshman year to bed was still a fantasy that kept Mel up at night. Mel could hardly remember having sex with Liz when she’d still been so sexily skinny. With a small smile, Liz teased her fitter girlfriend, “You’re not going to like it.” Liz’s slight smile didn’t appear to Mel to be a pleasant one. It was more of an evil grin. The same kind of grin Mel had just displayed when imagining Liz getting back to her old college glory days freshman year. “Just tell me.” Mel demanded. She was out of patience. “Well,” Liz nearly giggled, “For every pound of weight I lose, you have to gain it.” “Excuse me?” Mel coughed. She couldn’t have heard properly. Liz had to be joking with her. “For every pound of weight I lose, you have to gain it.” Liz repeated with more gusto, “You’ll be in charge of my diet and exercise, and I’ll be in charge of yours until we both exchange places in the weight department, then I’ll help you lose it all.” “W-why?” Mel stuttered in disbelief. Blurting out the first thing that popped into her head, Liz uttered, “I just want you to see how good it feels to be plump.” “Bullsh*t.” Mel shook her head, sensing her girlfriend was fibbing. “What’s the big deal about putting on some extra weight?” Liz countered deciding to appeal to her girlfriend’s competitive nature, “You scared you won’t be able to lose it once you gain it?” “You’re at least 100 pounds heavier than me fatso! That’s a lot of weight!” Mel exclaimed, as she shook her lover’s doughy belly and watched it jiggle with a growing apprehension. On the one hand, the thought of having an obese body like her girlfriend horrified her, but on the other, getting Liz back to her sexy former glory was almost too tempting to resist. Could she sacrifice her own beauty for restoring Liz’s? Then again, she wouldn’t be sacrificing her trim body forever, she’d only be overweight for a short time, then she and Liz could be sexy and skinny together forever. “Alright! I give up! You could always just let me remain an inflated blimp…” Liz said, as a crooked smirk of victory appeared on her face. Hopefully now Mel would get off her case and stop annoying her about exercising. “Oh no you don’t!” Mel snarled unable to concede. She wouldn’t lose this opportunity to make Liz lose weight for good, “You’re on!” “You’re serious?” Liz muttered in disbelief. She never in her deepest imagination thought Mel would go for this. “Yeah! You and me! Pound for pound!” Mel declared with two forceful pokes to her girlfriend’s fat gut. Mel knew how to lose weight quickly. She’d done it before when she’d conquered the freshman 15. She would be in and out of this situation the same way. “You’re actually accepting the deal?” Liz asked for clarification, while she tried to imagine her super fit lover with an extra hundred pounds of fat on her. The excitement was causing Liz to breath harder; Mel could feel her girlfriend’s big stomach heaving up and down. Grinning, Mel teased, “Yeah, it’s gonna be weird for me not being the sexy one in the relationship anymore, but it will be worth it to have my hot girlfriend back.” “Hey! I’m still sexy! I’m still hot!” Liz frowned so deeply that her dimples and double chin were exaggerated a little more than normal. “Mmm, I know, I’m just teasing you. Now, how about we hop in bed for a little exercise?” Mel seductively proposed, as she released Liz from her hold and began massaging her blubbery breasts. “Now you’re speaking my language.”

I am 5 ft 11 tall and that, coupled with being well built and well endowed(i have very large breasts) i can even carry a few extra pounds without looking tubby. I am 42 year old heterosexual married woman. My husband and I have been married for 14 years and have a 13 year old daughter! . I've always had big boobs. I easily had the largest chest in my high school. I am big woman. I am 5 ft 11 and being well endowed well built and curvy always on high heels makes me HUGE! But I love my height and my curvy stature. About a year ago I was at Costco with my daughter and this little boy pointed at me and said something like: "Gush mom, look at her, she is giant!!!" I don’t intend to dress in any particular ‘way’ for anyone. I just wear what I like. I wear clothes that fit me properly. Most of my outfit are pant and skirt suits, satin coats and satin and silk blouses. I am always on high heels and full make up on. If you are curvy, tall and busty, many clothes tend to look sexier on you than on a thin person. So things that fit properly that are relatively conservative can be suddenly too revealing and sexy when you put it on. This happens to me a lot. I wear almost always my blouses fully buttoned to the top combined with a pencil skirt or satin pants. I don’t wear anything vulgar but because of my body type anything i wear looks tight on me. Being tall and curvy draws attention on its own. This can be both positive and negative. I tower over plenty of men and women. I was sexualised from a very early age, and shamed for the way my body looks – something I have no control over. I can’t help how wide my hips grow or how big my breasts get. My mother used to shame me for the way my body looked. If I wanted to wear a skirt or dress, she always discouraged it, she always thought my skirt was ‘too short’ or ‘too tight’, or there was something wrong with my dress-sense. There’s always guys flirting or asking me for my number. When I go out in public guys start talking to me and subtly try to ask me out. I have trouble being mean so i cant get them to leave me alone. I end up getting stressed by it. The irony is that all this time I’ve been afraid of men, perceiving any touch as a sexual advance that I should fear – when really, it was a short, skinny older women I should have feared.. . About four months ago i was driving home from this women entrepreneurs conference . I was wearing my long black fur coat, a purple long sleeve satin blouse buttoned up to the top,black satin pencil skirt, sheer black pantyhose and 5 inch heels purple shoes. I had full make up on. it was snowing really hard. It was basically white out conditions. The wind was blowing so hard that it was coming through the door sills of my car, and with the heater running full blast it couldn't keep up with the snow on the windows and windshield.I began to panic. . As if by some good fortune, I saw this sign that read "Bed and Breakfast. It was 18.00 pm, by this point, there was probably close to 10" of snow on the road, My heavy eyes pleaded with me to stop. So I did. A single lamp outside lit the building. It was a two storey house. The front door was something that wouldn't look out of place in a row of terraced houses. I banged on the door and waited. The door creaked open and I was greeted by this skinny really short like 5ft3 tall wrinkled face thin lips green eyes gray haired masculine ugly woman in her mid 50s. . "Come in "she said, "you must be cold. I am the innkeeper" "Thank you," I replied, , "I hope I'm not intruding? "I really hope you have a room," I said. "Yes," she said smiling, "we have a room ." I went inside. There was a kitchen and a living room. Three women were sitting in the living room. One chubby red haired woman in her mid 40s, one older woman in her late 70s and this really short like 5 ft 2 ugly pale face creepy green eyes thin lips light brown haired with Chin-Length haircut masculine woman in her mid 50s. This innkeeper woman said to me " Wow. You are such a big woman. Standing next to you i look like a midget. " She was in flat shoes and i was on high heels, i am 5ft11 tall and that, coupled with being well built and well endowed , i was really like a giant standing beside this woman. ." She said to me. "You look tired. Let me show you to your room." "You have no idea how grateful I am," I said. "Follow me," she said, as she ascended the stairs. "Would you like me to make you a sandwich? I have eggs and ham?" "I don't want to put you out," I said, staying close behind her. "Nonsense, you are such big woman. You need to eat." " She opened the bedroom. "Please make yourself at home. None of the rooms have actual locks on them, but you are safe here. There is no heating . but we have this small space heater. I'll go make that sandwich. I'll see you downstairs whenever you're ready." "Thank you," I said. The bed smelled as though a homeless person slept in it for days. The bathroom had no towels, no soap, a half roll of toilet paper, and the wastepaper basket was lined with a supermarket shopping bag. Wallpaper was peeling off the ceiling the walls were dirty, and the sink was filthy. The bathtub was equally as dirty, and had some kind of rubber mat in it which was obviously moldy. Many of the light fixtures were missing bulbs. Ceiling, walls in the bedroom were cracked, and dirty.Anger filled me, I stormed down the stairs and realised I didn't know where to go. "In here, big woman," innkeeper woman said. I followed the voice, into a kitchen. "Almost finished," she said as she placed meat in between the pieces of bread. She finished placing the piece of bread on the top of the sandwich and turned around. She put the plate on this wooden table. She offered to take my coat. I handed her my coat, she hung it on a coat hanger. I sat on the kitchen table, but i changed my mind and i said to this innkeeper woman "I prefer to eat in my room", but this innkeeper woman insisted that I eat at the kitchen table . When I got up to go an get my bottled water she kept pushing me down to sit like if I was a naughty child trying to run away. After she saw that I just wanted to get the bottled water, she calmed down a bit. Then after i finished eating she came up close to me and put her both hands on my stomach and said "Big woman it was good wasn't it?" "Yes. It was good" I answered but I felt very uncomfortable when she touched me and got so close to me. It felt wrong. So i stepped back from this small old innkeeper woman. I turned my back on her and walked into the living room. I introduced myself to these three women there. This chubby red haired woman in her mid 40s asked me" Why are you so overdressed? You look so glammed up ". " I like dressing well, and looking presentable. I ’d rather be wearing something i feel good in than look like i just rolled out of bed.I wear high heels every day too.All the time." I answered to her. Then i sat on this indoor bench next to this really short like 5 ft 2 ugly pale face creepy green eyes thin lips light brown haired with Chin-Length haircut masculine woman in her early 50s and started talking to these women about the weather. That was a big mistake. At one point, as she was sitting next to me on my left side this weird small pale woman just started stroking my back with her right hand and said to me "You have a beautiful blouse. you are so shiney. I just can’t resist touching and stroking satin fabric because It's just so soft and smooth to touch when rubbing. I love this feel . The softness, the way that my hands and slips and slides on the fabric is out of this world. It is not sexual at all. I don't like to wear silk or satin clothes but I just can’t resist touching and stroking satin fabric because It's just so soft and smooth to touch when rubbing." She rubbed my back with her right hand while the four of us had a conversation for a FULL TEN MINUTES, just slowly rubbing all over it including the top of my butt. . That bothered me but I didn't know how to say to her don't touch me with out sounding rude. So this small creepy pale woman just kept rubbing my back with her right hand for like 10 minutes. It was awkward, i felt uncomfortable, so i finally got up and said "i just need to stretch my legs." This chubby red haired woman in her mid 40s said to me" Just take your shoes off. I wonder how can you walk on those 6inch shoes all the time ". " They are 5 inch. I don't want to take my shoes off. I love my shoes.I wear high heels every day too.All the time." I answered to her. I started circling the room.. TO BE CONTINUED

My name, Reader? Oh, let’s see here … how about Clarice? That’s a nice name, isn’t it? It’s from a movie, apparently, one that the writer of this story particularly likes. So yeah, let’s go with that, let's say that my name is Clarice. And, now that I’ve introduced myself, let’s move on to my appearance. I mean, you need to know what I look like, right? After all, there are so many choices we could make here. I could be tall–all elegant and statuesque, with long, lean legs and a graceful, gazelle-like body–or, I could be short–a cute, petite little thing with a lithe build and a bouncy personality. The options are, if not endless, then at least numerous. But, we need to get this story going, and you need to know what I look like right away, so that you can appreciate as my appearance changes over the course of it. For simplicity's sake, let’s say that I’m a fairly ordinary-looking young woman. I mean, I’m pretty, of course, but not in a supermodel kind of a way. My face is a little too round for that, and, while I’m not that short, I’m nowhere near tall enough. Still, I’m a good-looking girl, if I do say so myself. I have big, beautiful, brown eyes, soft, kissable lips, and a mane of tousled, raven hair that hangs past my pale, porcelain shoulders. And, needless to say, I’m thin. Well, mostly, anyway. I might be carrying a few extra pounds here and there—mainly on my hips and thighs—but my waist is still tapered and tight and my boobs are perky and firm, if, perhaps, a little smaller than I’d like. I’m a beautiful, carefree young woman with a physique that, I don’t mind saying, has turned quite a few heads in its time. But, we both know I won’t stay that way. I mean, that’s why you’re reading this, right? You want me to lose my looks. You want to watch as my once beautiful body turns into a wobbling mass of blubber, as my boobs swell and start to sag, as my flat stomach spreads into a dangling apron, as my tight, shapely buttocks loosen into square slabs of lard, huge, rippling things, covered in soft dents of cellulite. You want to rob me of my figure. And because you want it, that is what’s going to happen, whether I like it or not. Now, since you know what my name is and what I look like, let’s get on to the biggest question of them all: who am I? This is another one that could have an untold number of answers. I mean, where do you even start with this one? How do you go about encapsulating your entire identity in just a sentence or two? Oh Reader, there are so many things I could tell you. I could talk your head off for hours about my favorite book, or how I spend my evenings, but that’s not what you’re here for, that’s not what this story is about. So, let’s get on to the question that really matters here: Who am I to you? Oh yes, Reader, you’re a character in this story just as much as I am. I mean, obviously. Why wouldn’t you be? After all, everything that happens here, to me, will happen because you want it to. So, then, what kind of a relationship do we have? Well, since we need to get this story going, let’s keep things simple between us. Let's just say that I’m your girlfriend and leave it at that. Oh yes, Reader, aren’t you the lucky one. Of all the people in this world that I could’ve gone for, I chose you. I’m not sure I know why myself. There’s just something about you, something I can’t quite put my finger on. I don’t know what it is, but I think you do. You’ve been looking for a girl like me for a long time. And, now that you’ve finally found me, you understand me better than I understand myself. You’ve studied me, and you know that, no matter how I try to hide it, there’s a fat girl inside of me, just waiting to eat her way out. I mean, of course there is, you wouldn’t be spending your time on me otherwise, would you? You can tell from the shape of my body, and from the way my whole face lights up at those rare times when I allow myself a treat. That’s really why I’ve fallen for you, I think. Because, deep down, I’m exactly the sort of weak-willed fatty that you’ve always been looking for. And, because, you’re only too willing to treat me as such, to pamper me and spoil me, to ply me with all that food I won’t even let myself admit that I love, all while letting me be every bit as lazy and useless as I really am. We’ve been dating for a while now, you and I. How we met isn’t really that important, but I’ve been living with you for more than a year now. I’ve even taken you home to see my family once, over the holidays. They took to you right away. And, for your part, I’m sure you were only too happy with what you saw. My dad’s been out of the picture for a long time now. My mother and older sister are the only family I have, and, well, they aren’t exactly a slight and dainty pair of girls. With mom, there’s really no nice way to say it. She’s a huge ball of a woman, with a ripe, round moon of a face, a pair of doughy, drooping, oversized love handles, and a huge, hanging belly. I’ve spent most of my life watching her eat her way from one dress size to another. These days, she’s got to be at least 300 pounds. My sister isn’t quite that big, but she’s not far behind. Last I heard, she was somewhere around 230. But, in my family, we don’t talk about that stuff much. After all, what you refuse to know can’t hurt you. She’s a year older than me, and she’s never been thin—not for as long as I can remember, anyway. She’s spent her whole life as the fat girl, the one with the big belly and the chubby face that people either laugh at or ignore. That’s probably why she’s a bit shy most of the time. I’m ashamed to admit it, but when I was younger—back in middle school, mostly—I used to tease her a lot as well. Over the years, I’ve heard people call her and mom all sorts of things behind their backs and, sometimes, even to their faces. That’s why I’ve always tried so hard not to let myself go. No matter how much I love to eat, I don’t want to end up like them. I don’t want to be the sort of big, greedy pig that people laugh at and make fun of. But, with you around, it’s not like I have much of a choice anymore. You know only too well that, with a bit of effort, you can get me way bigger than either of them will ever be. I’ve already put on more than a few pounds since I met you. My face has started to soften, and I’ve grown just the tiniest hint of a gut. I don’t really think that much about all these new inches I’ve added to my body, though. I mean, it’s natural to put on a bit of weight once you’re in a steady relationship, right? You, on the other hand, rarely think about anything else. You love each and every new pound I’ve put on, but I’m not nearly big enough for you yet. You want me to gain faster, you want to see me struggle to squeeze into my clothes until, finally, I’m forced to go up first one size and then another. And, you know just how to get me there. You’ve been living with me long enough now to have learned of all my little weaknesses, all those foods I just can’t say no to. It’s only too easy for you to surround me with temptation 24/7, knowing full well that, no matter how I try to resist, I’ll always give in soon enough. Especially now that you’ve got me hanging around the house all day, with nothing to do but eat. The thing is, you see, Reader, that before I met you, I never really knew what I wanted to do with my life. I mean, I knew what I was supposed to do, get an education, a job, a man, all that boring normal stuff. But, somehow, that never seemed enough for me. This might make me sound kind of lazy and spoiled, but it always seemed so dull to spend your life just working and studying all the time. My friends usually roll their eyes at me and say that I have my head in the clouds when I talk about stuff like that. And, I guess maybe I do, but I’ve just always wanted something different, you know? Even if I’m not sure what. I think that’s another reason why I like you so much. You never laugh at me when I say stuff like that. You always listen to me, and you can be so sweet about it too. In fact, when I first told you about all this, about how I wasn’t enjoying school and how I felt like, maybe, I needed to find my own direction in life, you were the one to suggest that I take some time off. At first, I was hesitant, but you made it sound like it’d be no big deal. And, in the end, as you were only too aware, it was what I really wanted deep down. Even though I knew it might be a bad idea, and even though my friends tried to warn me off, it just felt so right. I figured if I took some time off, I’d be able to grow into myself, to find out what I really wanted out of life. But, that wasn’t what ended up happening. Yeah, I know. Shocking, right? These last many months, I’ve done nothing but waste my days away on endless Netflix binges. I’ve grown plenty, but more in body than in mind. My boobs, which used to be perky and firm, have started to rest on my belly, which has started to rest on my lap. So, yeah, I might have put on just a little bit of weight. I mean, of course I have. I just sit around in my PJs all day, with nothing to do but eat. If I didn’t have my TV, and all those snacks you keep buying me, I think I might just lose my mind. Luckily, you don’t seem to care that your once spirited and enthusiastic girlfriend has turned into a lazy couch-potato, a tubster who just sits around and eats all day. I mean, why would you? You’re not reading this to see me go on adventures, or struggle to build a life for myself. No, as far as you’re concerned, any time I don’t spend sat on my ass stuffing my face is time wasted. You want me just like this, and, though you’re not ready to be entirely honest about it yet, you don’t mind showing it. If it wasn’t for you, if you hadn’t been so loving and kind, I’d probably have realized what’s happening to me a long time ago. You’ve got such a way of putting me at ease. You love to play with all my little rolls, with the plush and luscious softness of my growing body. Whenever I ask you if you think I’m, maybe, getting a bit chunky, you’re only too quick to assure me that I look just fine the way I am. You make me feel like getting just a bit bigger might not be the end of the world after all. Still, from time to time I can’t help but wonder, you know? Sometimes, I’ll catch a glimpse of myself in a window, or something like that, and it’ll take me a while to realize who I’m even looking at. But, I guess, probably, I’m just catching myself from a bad angle, is all. By the time you’ve had me living with you for a couple of years, I’m nothing like the slim girl I was when I first moved in. I’ve gotten so blissfully lazy and fat, my mind and body both turned to mush by my constant grazing and never-ending TV binges. Oh, you just love to look at me, and to play with all my 200-plus-pounds of delicious fatness. You love every inch you’ve put on me, from my squishy second chin to my sagging gut, from my wide, flabby arms to my broad blubbery backside and my jiggly, cottage cheese thighs. You’re only too happy with how I’m growing, even if I’m less than thrilled myself. I mean, don’t get me wrong here. I love the way you spoil me, the way you keep me lazy, happy, and full. I wouldn’t want it to stop for anything in the world. But, well, I know I’ve gotten fat. I mean, of course I do. I’m the one who has to lug all this weight around. After a while, it gets kind of hard *not* to notice. And, to be honest, though I prefer not to think about it, I’m starting to get a bit worried. I just feel so heavy and tired all the time, you know? My thighs are starting to rub and chafe when I walk, and it takes so little to get me all sweaty and out of breath. It’s like I’m not even in control of my own body anymore. I just don’t feel good about myself in the way I used to. I mean, you know how much pride I’ve always taken in my appearance. Before I met you, I used to love posing in front of the mirror wearing all sort of cute clothes. But now, well, now I can hardly even stand the sight of my own reflection. My face has gotten so round and fleshy that I don’t even look like myself anymore. Sure, my features are the same, but all the familiar contours that they used to sit among are just gone, lost under a pair of ripe cheeks and a swollen second chin. My boobs still look good, though, so long as you squeeze them into a tight-enough bra. So, I guess that’s something. But, next to my huge, dangling belly, which sticks out so much further than my chest and fills out the front of my jeans in a way no stomach ever should, they don’t really stand out. Hell, it’s getting hard to find any cute clothes that fit me anymore. But then, I guess that’s fine by you. So long as I spend my days sitting on my ass and stuffing my face like I’m supposed to, I don’t really need anything all that special to wear. And anyway, it’s not like I really even go outside that much anymore. I can’t even remember how long it’s been since I last saw any of my old friends. I guess we’ve all kind of drifted apart, maybe we just don’t have that much in common, these days. While I’ve been sitting here, turning myself into a human dumpster, they’ve all moved on with their lives, getting jobs and doing all sorts of exciting things. Even if we ignore the fact that I don’t want them to see me like this, I don’t think I really have that much to talk about with them anymore. It’s not like anything exciting ever happens in my life. So yeah, at this point, I don’t really even have a social life. Which is just the way you like it. After all, I’ve got all the friends I need right here at home. I’ve got you, and all my lovely little treats. Anything else would just be a distraction. If I ever get lonely, I can just grab another tub of ice cream to cheer myself up. If it wasn’t for you, I’d have gone on a diet and lost all these pounds ages ago. Or, so I like to tell myself. The thing is, you make it so easy for me to just keep eating. You’re alway spoiling me, making me feel so comfy and safe, like my sloppy, slobbish lifestyle is really no big deal. Still, much as I might want them to, I know things can’t go on like this forever. I’ve already gained so much weight. Further or later, this is gonna have to stop. I’ve tried to talk to you about my weight, to ask if you think that, maybe, I’m starting to get a bit *too* fat. But, you’re always quick to reassure me that I’m just fine the way I am, to tell me, jokingly, that you’d love me even if I was a huge whale of a woman. A thought that I, if I’m honest, find less than reassuring. Still, it’s enough to keep me eating, and, for now, that’ll just have to do. It’s not yet time for you to tell me about your true intentions. If you tried to explain it all now, I just wouldn’t understand. I wouldn’t be able to see how all the things you’re doing to me are really for my own good. You know that, no matter what I may think, I’m better off like this, as a sloppy, hungry fatty with no life outside of food. I wasn’t born to be the kind of girl that all the guys want and all the other girls envy, nor was I born to spend my time accomplishing great things. No, I was always meant for this, for a mediocre and uneventful life of constant idleness and never-ending gluttony. The sooner I accept it and embrace my true nature, the happier I’ll be. So, though I might not understand it yet, you’re really doing me a favor by taking my figure away, by reducing me to the life of passive overconsumption that I was always meant for. Sadly, though, good deeds like yours rarely get the appreciation they deserve. And, much though you might try, you can’t keep me cooped up in here forever. Not yet, anyway. As the holidays roll around, and the two of us head off to visit my family, the time has finally come for me to set foot outside for the first time in many months. Needless to say, my mother and sister, who still remember me as a slight and tiny thing, are more than a little surprised to find that I’ve grown to almost twice my size. They don’t really say much about it, but you can tell just from the looks on their faces when I waddle through the door. The last time they saw me, I’d put on a couple of pounds, sure, but I was still, by far, the thinnest girl in the family. Now, not so much. They soon get over their initial shock, though, and give me a warm welcome, even if my sister can’t help but to tease me a bit about my weight. “Looks like you’re finally catching up with the rest of us,” she says, giving my belly a pat once the two of us have hugged and said our hellos. “Oh please,” I roll my eyes. “It’s not like I’m *that* big.” Though, deep down, I know I am. After that, neither mom nor sis really mention my weight much. You know, stones in glass houses, and all that. We spend our days sitting around eating, talking and watching TV, while you help out with the cooking and dote on all three of us. Mom and sis both seem to really enjoy having you around. It’s almost scary how easy it is for you to get them to like you. All it takes are a few lame jokes, a couple of nice meals, and some innocent flirting. I guess, in the end, they’re every bit the hungry, lazy fatties that I am. And, if there’s one thing you know, it’s how to make hungry, lazy fatties happy. Over the next few weeks, I eat as much as I ever have in my life. Just like at home, I spend my days on the couch, being plied with all sorts of fattening foods. Not just by you now, but by mom as well. How lucky for you that my family is so eager to, unwittingly, help out with all your little plans. By New Year’s, I’m struggling to squeeze into my pants, which were already getting tight by the time I came here. Even my largest, and comfiest pair, my old fat pants, are getting to the point where they can hardly hold me. One evening, as I sit down after having been filled with a particularly huge meal, the button on them goes flying off, leaving me wide-eyed and embarrassed as I sit there with my belly hanging out. That evening, my sister gently suggests that, if I want to, I can borrow a pair of her pants while I’m here. I eagerly agree, and that’s when the truth hits me. No matter how I wiggle, I can’t get her jeans all the way up over my butt. No matter how I pull and tug, I can’t even get the button to close. “Um,” I say, blushing as I turn towards her, “you wouldn’t happen to have something a little bigger lying around?” She looks just as surprised as I am. “No,” she shakes her head, “those are the biggest pair I have.” This can’t be happening. There’s no way I’m fatter than my sister. But then, why can’t I get these damn things on? Once I’ve managed to peel her pants off again, my sister drags me over to the bathroom to find out just how much heavier I’ve gotten. As I stand myself on it, the bathroom scale climbs to a hefty 253. My sister, by comparison, is a skinny 236. “Well, well,” she giggles, playfully pinching one of my love handles, “I guess you’re not the thinnest girl in the family anymore.” I stare down at the scale without a word. This can’t be right. It just can’t be. “We’ll just see about that,” I say, smiling and trying to play the whole thing off as though it’s no big deal. “By the time I see you again next year, I’ll have you eating those words.” “Oh, sure you will,” she smirks, clearly not believing me one bit. I can’t believe how blind I’ve been. How could I have let myself go like this? How could I not have realized that I’d gotten this fat? I’ve been sitting around, stuffing my face and not caring about the consequences for almost two years now, and look what it’s done to me! Well, enough is enough. From now on, I’m going to have to make some changes. From now on, things are going to be different around here. Once the holidays are over and the two of us are back home, I tell you, in no uncertain terms, that I’m going on a diet. That I’m going to lose all this weight and get back to my old, slim self. You don’t seem to take me all that seriously. Though you aren’t mean about it, you make it pretty clear that you don’t think I can do it, and that trying would just be a waste of time. The way you see it, all a diet would do is wear me out and make me miserable. And really, why would I want that when I can just sit around and eat and be happy? After all, you think I’m beautiful just the way I am, you’d love me even if I was a huge whale of a woman. And, since I’m lucky enough to have a man who doesn’t mind me being a hopeless, lazy pig, I might as well take advantage of it. It’s a tempting thought, I can’t deny, but my mind is made up. No matter how much I enjoy it, I can’t continue to live like this. I’ve put on so much weight already. If this goes on, I don’t even want to think about how fat I’ll get. I’m tired of not feeling good about myself, of never finding any cute clothes that fit, of the constant shame that comes with living in this blubbery body. I’m tired of all this weight bearing down on me, of my rolls shifting and brushing against each other with every move I make. And, more than anything, I’m tired of feeling like I’m not in control of my own life anymore. No matter how much I might want to spend my days filling up my old spot on your couch, I just can’t. If I don’t put a stop to this now, I know I never will. I keep on insisting and, finally, you agree to help me. You still think it’s a waste of time, but, if it’s what I really want then, of course, you’ll support me. In fact, I’m surprised at just how supportive you seem. You make so many helpful suggestions and come up with so many good ideas. Soon, we’ve put together a whole plan to help me burn off all this weight. It never occurs to me that you might be setting me up to fail. I love you too much to even consider that you’d do something like that. But you, of course, know that it’s really for my own good. You know what kind of a girl I am, after all. And, more importantly, you know what kind of a story this is. There’s no way any of my attempts to lose weight will ever work, and the sooner I realize that, the happier I’ll be. Much as you’ve predicted, it’s not long before my diet hits its first snag. Not even a day, in fact. The thing is, Reader, that when you’ve been lazy for as long as I have, it isn’t easy to start exercising all of a sudden. But then, I guess you know that already. That’s why you’ve really invited me to go running in the park with you, after all. You aren’t trying to help me lose weight, you just want to see how out of shape you’ve gotten me. And, once we’ve started running, I don’t disappoint. It isn’t long before I start to lose my breath, before the moderate pace you’ve set for us has me huffing and puffing. I can still remember, if only vaguely, that I used to enjoy running once, but, right now, I can’t for the life of me recall what that was like. Now, it just makes my body hurt. My feet are sore and my knees ache something fierce. My shirt keeps sliding up and my slightly too tight sweatpants keep slipping down, putting my jiggling belly on display for all to see. Each slow and awkward step I take sets a quake running through my blubbery body, sending all my rolls and folds bouncing up and down as rivers of sweat run along them. I feel terrible. And, to make everything worse, everybody else I see here is so slim and fit. They seem to run without even the slightest effort, while I lumber along, breathing heavily as I clutch my aching sides. We’ve hardly even been at it for twenty minutes by the time I’m forced to stop. I’m just not built for this sort of thing anymore. You smile surreptitiously as I stand here, hunched over, groaning and gasping for breath, my naked belly dangling in front of me, my worn slacks hugging every dent of my cellulite-riddled ass. After a few moments, you take mercy on me. Putting your hand gently on my back, your fingers sinking into my doughy, sweat-soaked rolls of flab, you guide me to the nearest bench, where I sit myself down, letting out a desperate sigh of relief as I take my weight off my poor, aching ankles. Though I dare not look up, I’m only too aware that we’re being stared at. I know only too well what a spectacle I’ve made of myself. Once you’ve got me off my feet, you give my pillowy shoulder a reassuring pat and tell me to sit tight. Then, you head off, leaving me here with my mouth hanging sluggishly open, my overly ample chest rising and falling as I draw one groaning breath after another. A few minutes later, you turn up again, carrying a cone filled with three scoops of ice cream—cookie dough, mint-chocolate-chip, and strawberry, you know me so well. “A little something to help restore your strength,” you say, “just this once.” I know I should turn it down. There are way more calories in those three scoops than all my running has managed to burn off. If I eat it, my diet will be a complete failure right out of the gate. But, it looks so good, and I feel so tired. I need something to cheer me up. As far as my diet goes, I can always start over again tomorrow. While I greedily fill my mouth with one bite of ice cream after another, the two of us have a talk, and I agree that it might be good for me to start a little slower with this whole exercise thing. For now, having a short walk now and then might be enough. Even if, as you know perfectly well, it won’t help one bit in burning off all this blubber. I’d like to say that my diet continues without a hitch from here on. But, we both know that wouldn’t be true. In fact, it’s just a few weeks before it all goes seriously wrong. I’m just so hungry all the time. You’ve been great about making me all sorts of light and healthy meals, but all that low-calorie, sugar-free stuff just doesn’t fill me up like my old favorites used to. Before I went on this diet, food was my greatest pleasure, the only exciting thing I had in my humdrum life. But, all these salads and carrot sticks you’ve got me eating just don’t give me the same rush that my cookies and chips used to. They just make me feel so empty, like everything is so dreary and dull. It’s not long before I start to crave all my old, guilty pleasures again. You’ve been expecting this, of course. And, you’re only too ready to take advantage of my unbearable appetite. Though you’re subtle about it, you go out of your way to tempt me, filling our home up with all those sugary treats you know I just can’t go without, and, sometimes, even eating stuff like pizza right in front of me, while I’m forced to sit here chewing on my rabbit food, as you call it. Is it any wonder that I start to sneak a little snack from time to time—that, within a few weeks, I’m secretly stuffing my face at every chance I can find? I feel terrible about it, of course. You’ve worked so hard to help me, and here I am, gorging like a greedy pig. I feel so hopeless, so weak and pathetic, but I just can’t seem to stop. When I eat, all my worries just fade away. Sure, by the time I’m done I might feel a little guilty, but that only drives me to glut myself more. A month into my diet, you make me step on our scale—which seems, mysteriously, to have turned up again, after having been missing since just after I moved in—to see how many pounds I’ve lost. I know I haven’t exactly been doing perfectly, but I’m still shocked to find that all my secret little snacks have put a whole four pounds on me over the past month. You try to cheer me up, telling me that, since I’ve been doing everything right so far, you’re sure it’s just a matter of time before all this weight starts melting off my figure. But, of course, that only makes me feel worse. As the second month of my diet wears on, you start to tempt me more and more, until you’ve got me taking one cheat day after another on top of all my secret binges. At the end of it, I’m crushed to find that I’ve put on another six pounds. I feel so out of control. I’ve worked so hard, and yet I just keep getting fatter. You waste no time using my despair against me, turning my little cheat days into week-long feasts. By the end of the third month, when you remind me that it’s time for me to step on the scale again, it takes me a while to remember what you’re even talking about. The display finally settles on a whopping 276 pounds, and I just can’t believe what I’m seeing. There’s no way I could have put on more than ten pounds just over the past month, is there? Have I really been eating that much? Am I really that much of a pig? Standing here, looking at those unbelievable numbers, I just can’t help myself. I start to cry, big fat tears rolling down my big fat cheeks. How could I have let things get this bad? You’re only too quick to comfort me, sitting me down in my old spot on the couch with at tub of ice cream in my lap. As I stuff my face, a stream of my melting dessert dribbles down my chin and mixes with my tears as I bare my heart to you, telling you all about how weak and hopeless I feel, about how I’ve been cheating on my diet and binging behind your back. You listen without judgment, and, for a long time, we just sit there and talk as I eat. By the end of the night, you’ve convinced me to give up on my diet for good. After all, food is what makes me happy. If I try to deny myself, I’ll only end up miserable. And anyway, you love me just the way I am. You love every doughy, drooping inch of my blubbery body. So, even if I had the willpower to lose all this weight, which I don’t, why would I ever want to when I’ve got a partner who’s only too happy to let me sit on my ballooning backside and eat to my heart’s content, a partner who would love me even if I was a huge whale of a woman. This time around, those words sound a lot better than they did before. Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to just let myself go? To just sit back and eat as you coddle and care for me. I mean, dieting clearly isn’t for me, and since I can’t keep my figure under control, I might as well just give up on it altogether. That way, I’ll never have to worry about it ever again. Sure, it might not be the healthiest way to live, but it beats feeling bad whenever you happen to have a little too much to eat. It’s not like I was ever going to be a model, or anything like that, anyway, so why should I care if I get a little fat? Having a few extra curves on you is hardly the end of the world, is it now? Next morning, you wake me up with a huge breakfast, bigger than any meal I’ve ever seen. As I take in the sheer amount of food you’ve made me, a huge stack of pancakes drowning in syrup and cream, a plateful of scrambled eggs, and a whole package of bacon dripping with grease, you explain that, what with all that’s happened, I deserve to be spoiled a bit more than usual today. From then until nighttime, you hardly let me leave my bed. You do everything for me, keeping me constantly surrounded with all those irresistible foods that I’ve spent the last three months trying so hard to resist, while I just sit here and eat. Soon, I’ve lost myself completely to my appetite. I can’t believe I could ever even have considered giving all of this up. You watch, smiling fondly, as I gorge like I never have before, eating mindlessly like the greedy pig you always knew me to be. You’ve enjoyed seeing me struggle against my inevitable fate, but you’re glad that that part of our story is over now, especially since that means that we can finally get on to the really good bits.

Corrupting Holly By Polarisdreamer & Berserker1133 Part 1 Of 2: Even though she’d practically become a fixture of the uppity university’s coffee shop, few who entered the establishment spared so much as a passing glance toward the lonely young lady sitting by one of the front windows. She appeared, as she normally did, lazily dressed in an oversized baggy sweater with some comfy yoga pants adorning her thicker than average legs. Her dark hair was fashioned into a chin-length curled-under bob with long bangs, but one would be hard-pressed to notice considering the pudgy bookworm’s pretty face was currently too far buried in her favorite book. Although, on this particular day she wasn’t reading it, not right now, right now she was using the book to shield herself from the unbelievably hot guy waiting in line that had totally just noticed her checking him out. Holly took a deep breath. It would be okay. The handsome hunk of a man would probably just shrug his shoulders and ignore her like everyone else. Everything would be okay. In a few seconds, she’d peek over her book and see that he’d completely forgotten about her. One…Two…Three… Holly peeked, and sure enough, the broad-shouldered man had turned his back to her. Phew! That had been a close call… Or had it been? Holly often perversely wondered how she’d acquired her uncanny ability to melt into social obscurity everywhere she went. How sad was it that her typical day off looked exactly like this? Coffee shops on college campuses were supposed to be places to meet new people, and make new friends or, as Holly hoped, maybe even a boyfriend. Yet here, instead of becoming her proving ground, this tiny little establishment had become a refuge. This was the one place she could go where she could make believe that society cared about her. Among the noises of people, their scent, their chatter, and their occasional glances, Holly could give her brain a small taste of what it truly craved, to belong to a tribe of other people just like her. Taking a bite of the stale pastry she’d purchased with her coffee half an hour ago, Holly relaxed in her seat and leaned back. She tried to spot where the hottie in the sharp looking suit had gone off to but didn’t see him in line anymore. Biting her lip in disappointment, Holly couldn’t help but disappointingly think to herself, ‘Why don’t guy’s make the first move anymore?’ Before she had time to muse over her question, her attention was drawn to an unexpected shadow that quickly covered her empty table. “Are you a fan of all E. L. James novels? Or are you just jumping on the bandwagon because of the 50 Shades movies?” A charming masculine voice echoed softly into her left ear. Turning around in a frantic motion, Holly’s eyes widened with disbelief at the Greek god of a man who had just invited himself into her personal space. It was the same guy she’d been ogling in line just minutes prior! He had noticed her! Holly could hardly keep her flustered wits about her, her response was a pitifully dumb sounding, “Umm..” Why was she pausing?? Not only had Holly read every single one of E. L. James’ books, she’d read 50 Shades of Grey at least a dozen times! Gathering her composure as best she could, Holly nervously cleared her throat before tersely responding, “I’m a fan.” “Cool. Me too.” The hunky guy smiled, “Mind if I join you?” “Umm..” Holly could hardly breath in this guy’s presence, much less form a complete sentence. He was totally lightyears out of her league, yet he sounded interested in her… This was too good to be true. He was probably pulling some kind of prank on her, some kind of joke. Not wanting to fall into his trap, Holly managed to shakily respond, “I’m actually expecting some friends to meet me here like.. ten minutes ago..” Strange. He didn’t seem dissuaded in any way. In fact, he merely shrugged and countered with a sincere, “Then how about I buy you a coffee tomorrow?” Holly could hardly believe her ears. Was this guy legit interested in her?? He totally was! Holly knew she should play hard to get, but if this guy was seriously interested in her, she was desperate to hold his attention. Engaging her rarely used impression of a flirtatious sorority girl, Holly smiled faintly at Mr. Hottie and timidly burst, “How about you buy me a beer, tonight?” “It’s a date. Wanna meet at Pat’s pub down on 30th street? Around 7:30?” Did she hear him correctly? He agreed!? Ha! He agreed! Holly was speechless. This was amazing! This was like striking gold! This was better than winning the freaking lottery! She tried to say, ‘heck yeah,’ but her tongue was so tied she couldn’t make the words come out, so she merely nodded to show her agreement. “Great, I’ll pay for dinner, but please wear something that actually complements your figure. We’ll have a lot of fun tonight.” Mr. mystery hunk commented before making his leave of the preppy coffee shop. Speechless. She’d even forgotten to ask him for his name and number... Why was she so bad at this?? Wait… What did he mean by the last thing he said to her?? Was he saying that what she was wearing right now didn’t compliment her figure?? And what exactly did he mean by ‘figure,’ was he hinting that she was overweight? Holly knew she was a little overweight, she didn’t need some perfect looking guy calling her out for it! And.. and.. fun? Fun… Was he suggesting… No. No way. On a first date? Was he that kind of guy? Holy hell did Holly hope that he was that kind of guy. She’d ignore whatever subtext she’d sensed in his last comment to her. She’d skipped so many possible chances to finally have an earthshattering sexual experience with someone she genuinely found physically attractive because of her fear of rejection. She couldn’t let herself skip this one too. He was way too hot. And he looked so strong. Gosh. The things she’d let him do to her… The rest of Holly’s day was almost a complete blur. Excitement pulsed within her veins. Her imagination fed a steady stream of sufficiently kinky and dirty thoughts into the back of her mind, constantly prodding her and pushing her to recall the impeccable facial structure that had taken her breath away. The real test of her delirious facilities was in the time leading up to her unexpected date. The question of what to wear plagued her mind throughout the day, but now it was almost paralyzing her. He said he wanted her to wear something that complemented her figure. She wasn’t a dummy, she knew that when used as a verb the definition of complement basically meant that he wanted her to wear something that would enhance her figure, but that was exactly the problem. She had an overweight figure. To ‘enhance’ it would mean she would have to show it off and the last time Holly had really done that was three years and 30 unwanted pounds ago. She hoped it was only 30 pounds. Lord knew that she hadn’t hit the gym since she’d graduated college and started working toward getting her PhD in psychology. Had she gained more weight over the summer? She was reluctant to find out, but she knew she had no other choice. 167lbs… F*ck! She’d gained seven whole pounds since graduation! She was only five feet six inches tall, she had to be more careful with her diet, 20 more pounds and she’d officially be classified as obese! At the rate she was going, she’d be obese well before she turned 23! Time was running out, assessing herself honestly in the mirror, Holly took stock of what she was working with. The positives, Holly never really had a big bust, she’d sported a B-cup for most of her adult life, but since she’d started packing on the pounds toward the stressful end of her undergraduate career, her perky little B’s had blossomed into much fuller C’s. She never really dressed to show them off, but it was certainly an area she could try and showcase on her date. The negatives, while her tits had grown modestly, the rest of her had grown more abundantly. Holly had a natural pear-shaped figure, so she always tended to carry more weight around her hips, thighs and chunky rear end, but her rather large weight gain had actually changed the silhouette of her figure. She’d developed a pronounced beer belly. Quite a big one. There was no way of sugar coating it. It was the one thing she’d permanently received from her time in college besides her diploma. Her gut was squishy and round, with most of the weight accumulating around her lower belly. It protruded outward embarrassingly far. She couldn’t suck it in all the way even if she put her best effort into it. While her hips had widened with age, and her legs had thickened, her stomach had grown at a rate that exceeded even her uncommonly cushy butt. She didn’t exactly have a lot of clothing options to ‘enhance’ her out of shape and overfed figure. Most of her clothes were a size larger than she needed, stretchy, or far too old to fit. In fact, she really only had three choices for her date. First, she had a skirt and tube top combo that she’d kept as a souvenir from spring break freshman year. The tube top wouldn’t fit her swollen tits, and the skirt didn’t make it halfway up her thighs. Next. Second, Holly owned a sexy black pair of ripped denim jeans that she’d liked to pair with a flowing white button-down blouse senior year. The blouse drew attention to her bust, and concealed her meaty midsection a little bit, but, much to Holly’s horror, while the jeans still managed to contain her chubby thighs and chunky butt, her puffy gut made the pants impossible to zip and button. This outfit had fit last year… Sh*t! Holly only had one clothing option left. Her little black dress. The last time she’d worn it was during senior week a few months ago. Digging through her closet, she eventually found it. Holding it in her hands, the short knee-length, strapless cocktail mini dress appeared distressingly smaller than she remembered. Although, the fabric did have some stretch to it, she was nervous she’d outgrown it like the rest of her date worthy wardrobe. Willing the dress onto her uncooperatively pudgy body, Holly was less than impressed by the reflection she saw in the mirror. The dress fit, barely. It certainly didn’t appear knee-length anymore. The stretchy fabric was so tight across her round potbelly and cushy buttocks that it hardly made it halfway down her pudgy thighs. The strapless nature of the dress accentuated her bust, but the dark color seemed to draw attention to her soft looking upper arms and the chubby features of her formerly angular face. She did the best she could with make-up to try and downplay her burgeoning cheeks and double-chin, but she doubted that her face would be the first thing her mystery man would notice about her tonight. Black was supposed to be a slimming color, but her pudgy body was practically bursting out of this dress. She had to be careful. If she ate or drank too much tonight, there was a real threat that she might just rip the dress around the seams of her gut. Holly was not fully satisfied with her look, but she recognized that she was out of time. She hadn’t even done anything to change her hair. The blunt, chin-grazing chop, of her curled-under bob did not exactly scream sleek and sophisticated… But if she delayed her departure any longer, she’d arrive late to her date and that was the last thing she wanted. Ready or not, Holly departed for the pub. She arrived a few minutes before the agreed time. The bar was crowded, but there were still a few lonely tables in the back, so Holly made herself at home and blended into the background. As the time slowly ticked closer to 7:30, Holly doubted whether the hot stud she’d met at the coffee shop would actually show. Much to her relief, at 7:35, she spotted him finally enter through the front doors. He was still wearing that sophisticated suit. Maybe he was a young entrepreneur or a lawyer. He definitely had money. That Rolex watch didn’t look like a knockoff. Before he noticed her, she watched him reach for his hand. He pulled something off his finger and placed it into the inner pocket of his suit. It couldn’t be… Had he just removed a wedding ring? Was he wearing one at the coffee shop?? Holly couldn’t remember. She certainly would have noticed, right? What did she do!? He’d just made eye contact! Holly didn’t know what her body was doing. Without even thinking she just f*cking waved for him to join her with an excited smile on her face. Was she really doing this?? Was she okay with dating a married man? Could she have sex with a married man?? “You look beautiful.” He warmly said, while approaching her. His posture invited her to rise from her seat to greet him. Was she okay with letting a married man bend her over backward and spank her until she begged for mercy? Umm… yup. “Hey handsome.” Holly deliriously smiled, as she got off her soft tushy and graced her masculine savior with a quick hug. Once they parted, he unexpectedly took her hand, brought it to his lips and gave her a gentlemanly kiss. “Now let me see you.” He gently commanded, while she obeyed without objection. He raised her hand high above her head like they were in the middle of a waltz and used his other hand to get her to do a little slow spin for him. He was checking her out. Holly tried to suck in her doughy tummy, but she knew she’d never be able to hide its full girth from his view. “Beautiful.” He concluded, while Holly’s heart melted a little. He’d said it so sincerely. She felt weak at the knees. As if sensing her weakness, he continued, “Sit down. Let’s order. You look famished.” Famished she was. In her nervous jitters today, she hadn’t so much as eaten a single piece of anything since the coffee shop. She felt like she could eat a horse. But she knew she couldn’t let him know that. She didn’t want this guy thinking she was a fatty. Obediently sitting down across from him, Holly said, “I’m actually not really that hungry.” “Well I’m not eating alone. Mind if I order you something?” He promptly responded, while his eyes scrutinized a menu instead of her dress. Holly was aghast with how to respond. Nobody ordered for her! Especially not someone she was on a date with! The last time someone ordered for her at a restaurant was her father, he used to do it as punishment for when she was being a naughty child! What did she do? Did she object? She didn’t want to sound ungrateful. He’d probably just order her a salad. That was fine. No big deal. She was starving anyway. Clearing her throat nervously, Holly responded, “Umm, no. I don’t mind.” “Good.” He responded. His eyes were still glued to the menu. “So umm…” Holly began with a shaky tone, “I’m Holly.” “That’s a pretty name.” The handsome man smiled. Holly gulped. Why wasn’t he giving her his name? Oh god, did he not want her to know who he really was? That would make sense if he was married… “So, uhh…” She mused. Was it a good idea to ask him about it? She didn’t know, but it was the only thing she could think about. The suspense was killing her, and he seemed so unconcerned. Holly could hardly breath. She had to ask. She had to know, “Umm, are you married?” He put down the menu, “And what if I was? Would you bail on me?” “Umm..” Holly panicked. F*ck… This was insane. She wanted to think about her response, but the conviction in his voice caused her to answer prematurely, “Uhh, no I guess.” “Then I guess we are on the same page.” Were they? Did that mean what she thought it meant? “You wanna have a one-night stand? With me?” Holly hoped beyond all hope. “No names, no strings attached. If things go well, maybe we can make a habit of it.” He rationalized, while Holly felt her chubby stomach fluttering with butterflies. It was like a dream come true. This was happening! Before she could respond, he grabbed a waitress walking by and asked if they could order. The waitress said ‘yes,’ and took out a pen and paper. “We’ll have the mac and cheese bites as an appetizer. Two pitchers of Budweiser. And what’s your biggest burger?” He inquired gracefully. He had such a commanding presence. Even the waitress seemed smitten. “It’s not on the regular menu, but we are offering a 1-pounds burger as a special. Comes with fries and one additional side.” The waitress explained with a pleasant smile at the handsome man who was now consuming her full attention. “Great.” He smiled, while turning his eyes to Holly’s, “She’ll have the one-pound burger, well-done, with fries and a side of onion rings. I’ll have the house salad please.” “I’ll put it in right away.” The giddy waitress hummed before sending Holly a jealous look and subsequently leaving the table. So much was happening so fast. Holly could hardly process everything. Her date was a gorgeous married man offering her a one-night stand. And he’d just ordered her the very thing she’d probably order for herself as take-out on Valentine’s Day. She needed someone to pinch her, she severely feared that she was dreaming. The pinch never came, but eventually, after some flirtatious banter, the food and drinks did. Holly tried not to make a pig of herself in front of such a stud, but it was hard. She smothered her gigantic one-pound burger in ketchup and was making a noticeable mess on her plate. She felt a little embarrassed indulging in such a massive quantity of comfort food, while her far fitter counterpart merely nibbled on a salad. However, he never seemed to judge her for her slightly sloppy etiquette. If anything, guzzling more than a few beers with their meal and conversation had done wonders towards calming Holly’s nerves. It was getting close to 8:30 when the river of frantic flirtatious conversation started to die down. He’d finished his salad. She’d finished the mac and cheese bites, her fries and her onion rings. She had about half of her burger remaining, but she didn’t want to look like a fatty by finishing the whole thing. Even though her doughy stomach ached for her to keep indulging. Trying to keep the charming man talking, Holly posed another innocent question, “So we already talked about my failure of an athletic career, did you play any sports in college?” “I played basketball.” He nodded. She would have bet money that he was an athlete. “Is that how you broke your nose?” Holly inquired. She wasn’t sure if it was appropriate to ask about, but all the beer had loosened her lips and his nose was a little bent. She hadn’t noticed it until she really got to studying his face over dinner. It made him look distinguished. It was sexy! “No. I broke my nose in a fight over spring break, junior year.” He clarified seeming to grow tired of this conversation. Holly was desperate to hold his attention, “Did you win the fight?” “Nobody ever wins a fight.” He reasoned, as he couldn’t hold in his smile, “But yeah, I did.” “Haha, cool.” Holly hummed in awe. “How you feeling?” He wondered. Her mouth chuckled, the beer was talking, “Haha, groovy.” But her eyes were saying, ‘Please f*ck me now!’ Reading the writing on the wall, he decided it was time to get things moving, “How about you finish your food and we take this conversation to your apartment?” “Oh?” Holly chirped with excitement, “I’m finished. Let’s go!” But oddly, he didn’t seem to share her enthusiasm, “Woah-woah-woah, you’re not finished. I paid for your meal, don’t be wasteful.” Holly looked on her plate. She still had half of that one-pound burger to gobble down if she wanted to truly finish her meal. “I’m worried might rip my dress if I eat anymore…” Holly self-consciously reasoned, while her arms sought to sooth her swollen belly against her noticeably strained dress. “You won’t need your dress where we’re going.” He suggestively hinted with a wink to motivate her. It worked. “Come on. Finish up. I don’t have all night.” He beckoned, as Holly obediently grabbed her burger and took her first of many large hasty bites. “Okay.” She mumbled with her mouth full. At this point she wouldn’t be beyond doing anything this guy asked to get him in bed with her. The walk to her apartment was slow. She’d eaten so much that it actually pained her to stand up straight and, apart from that, the alcohol she’d consumed had robbed her of her balance. Wobbling along the streets of the city and cradling her descended belly with both hands, Holly’s only saving grace was that at the end of her arduous journey a man unlike any she’d ever seen would see to it that she was pleasured to the extreme. The second she’d unlocked the door to her apartment, her head was swimming from the scent of his cologne. She couldn’t resist the temptation any longer. She welcomed a spontaneous open-mouthed make-out session with her tall athletic partner. While they sloppily swapped spit, she hoped he liked the taste of her baby pink lipstick, because she was definitely loving the feel of his sexy lips against hers. It was so good. She wanted more. Her hands fumbled trying to take his belt off. “Woah, eager there? Slow down.” He commanded, as he halted her progress and she looked at him worriedly. He seemed as confident as ever. With a breath, he told her, “Tell me, exactly what you want. And I’ll give it to you.” Exactly what she wanted was probably a little too weird and kinky for a first date… But this wasn’t a normal first date was it? This was a one-night stand with a married man. She might never see this Greek god of a guy ever again. What the hell did she have to lose by not being honest? “Do you think you could uh…” Holly hesitated, she couldn’t believe she was about to say this, but he had said to tell him ‘exactly’ what she wanted. Clearing her throat, she nervously continued her thought, “Do you think you could throw me over your lap and… spank me?” “I could do that.” He wickedly smiled. His eyes seemed to sharpen ever more deviously with his next intoxicating statement, “Do you want me to finger you during?” Holly was practically drooling when she gushed, “Yes please.” She stood frozen in place, while her partner in crime slowly lifted up the sides of her tight dress and grabbed hold of her panties. It only took him one assertive motion to tug them off her pudgy frame so the garment could drop down to her ankles. Not wasting any time, he removed her snug dress by lifting it clean up and over her head. She could feel with a pang of embarrassment that her exposed potbelly was jiggling as a result. Almost completely nude, her bra didn’t stand a chance. Once she was completely exposed, her man spontaneously grabbed her long bangs and used them to drag her over to the couch. She was aghast with excitement. She’d never been handled like this before and the prospect of what was to come served as a pit of endless stimulation for the pudgy girl. Taking a seat, he pulled her down, and quite literally threw her across his lap. Her stuffed belly felt like blob of warm dough pressed against his legs. He maneuvered her bulk over his knees, one finger found her slit and began teasing her clit. She was wet. The other hand readied itself above her. Before giving her what she wanted, he couldn’t resist commenting, “You’re a heavy girl, aren’t you?” “S-sorry..” Holly blushed fiercely, as a wave of embarrassment overcame her senses. She knew making such a pig of herself at dinner wasn’t a good idea. “Can’t help yourself around food, can you? Hog.” He continued to tease her, while she squirmed slightly in response. His talk was getting her hot and bothered in all the right ways. Holly was about to make excuses for her shabby shape, but, before she could, her butt was met with a sudden firm; *Slap!* “Ahh!” Holly gushed. The pain caused a rush of endorphins to spike within her. She knew this feeling to be quite pleasurable. The physical effect of the firm slap began to cause blood to rush to her pelvic region, bolstering her already piqued sexual arousal. However, the psychological effect of apparently being punished for her poor eating habits was something else entirely. The contrast was an intoxicating cocktail that she’d never experienced before. She was being shamed by someone wholly superior to her physically and conventionally far more socially desirable than she was. He was out of her league and he was forcefully reminding her of it. She hardly deserved his attention, yet she readily yearned for his punishment. “I asked you a question.” He reminded her, asserting that he was in charge, “You can’t control your sweet tooth, can you?” *Slap!* “Ooh! No, I can’t!” Holly bellowed, while a shrill joy overcame the thrilled tone of her voice. He was punishing her for the eating habits that had led to her unsightly weight gain, and she was loving it! She wanted to be punished, she loved being punished! She’d commit the crime 1,000 times if it meant receiving more punishment from him! “You’ve been a lazy girl, haven’t you? When’s the last time you’ve been to the gym?” He sternly questioned, as Holly readied herself for the wave pleasure about to hit her again. *Slap!* “Ahh!! Months! I am a lazy girl!” Holly admitted absorbing the shame and all the glorious sting that came with it. They’d only just begun, but the force of his strikes and the rotation of his finger against her clit was already bringing her to the cusp of a tremendous orgasm. She wanted more. She needed more. She prayed he’d power on with dominating her, but just when she was on the brink, he pulled back. “How does that feel?” He softly asked taking a moment to prod and squeeze her cheeks where the outline of his palmprint was evident, “Do you want it harder?” “Holy sh*t! I want as much as you’re willing to give me daddy!” Holly burst unable to keep herself under control. Her whole life, sex had merely been a side dish to the more absorbing entrée of the spanking itself, yet this foreplay had her yearning for more of everything. She wanted to submit. She wanted to give him everything he wanted out of her. Being handled like this was causing her to voice her fantasies outright, she’d never been this engrossed with someone before. This guy was checking all her boxes. He was perfect! If only he would keep going! “Haha, okay. Daddy’s girl huh?” He paused appearing to enjoy her surrender. “Umhm!?” Holly hummed trying to catch her breath from the excitement. *Slap!* *Slap!* *Slap!* “Oooohhh!!” Holly moaned, while a lone tear fell from her cheek and landed on her partner’s pants. She was back on the brink again! One more slap and she’d be thrown over the edge for sure! But the slap didn’t come. What? Did he not want her to orgasm?? “Are you reaching your limit?” He checked clearly noticing her tear. “God no! Keep going foreverrrrr!” Holly begged, as she perked her chunky butt upward and awaited more addicting punishment. “Alright Kitten, you’ve asked, and you shall receive.” He bellowed lustfully, while raising his palm, “But you can only cum when daddy says so.” *Smack!* So, that’s what he was doing. *Slap!* He was edging her. *Smack!* Like a mindless plaything he’d bring her crushingly to the point of orgasm and then back off before she could reach her peak. Amidst the pain of every blissful slap, he was toying with her. *Slap!* As the minutes passed, she could feel the blood flow increasing to her pelvic area. The sensitivity she was experiencing as a result was like nothing she’d ever felt before. To say his methods dramatically excited her would be a colossal understatement. As they continued into the night, she was actually thankful for the excess chub she’d accumulated around her cushy butt cheeks, without it, she never would have lasted as long as she did. She’d fallen off the cliff into sexual climax, and he didn’t let her stop falling all night long. Her blood curdling organisms produced such a number of primal cathartic screams that the very foundation of her apartment building probably appeared shaken by the time they were done. It was the most intense f*cking she’d ever had. She’d both welcomed and encouraged his passion, inhibition and spontaneity, while he’d played the role of the dominant partner in the bedroom masterfully. She loved every minute of it! When it was all said and done, it was nearly midnight. The two had very little to say to each other that hadn’t already been said during their passionate session of intense sexual escapades. Yet still, this man of Mount Olympus found something to say to break the silence. “I liked the way you sucked on my fingers when I was f*cking you.” “I liked, *pant* everything…” Holly huffed still trying to catch her breath. She was experiencing some mixed feelings. On the one hand. This night was the most amazing night of her life. On the other hand, this was it. This was the high point of her life. She knew it would never again be this good with anyone else. She’d found her soulmate. And he was married. Channeling an innocent optimism, Holly decided to stick with the honesty that had gotten her through the night, “Uhh.. I wouldn’t mind making this *Pant* a regular thing. If you’d like that.” The pause before his response nearly caused her heart to burst out of its chest cavity. “I would like that.” “Really?!” She yelped in joy. Turning to her and looking her dead in the eyes, he clarified, “But I have some conditions.” “Name them.” Holly blurted without a moment’s hesitation. “How much do you weight?” “Umm..” She blushed. This wasn’t something she wanted to share. Why did he want to know that? It was embarrassing. “You can tell me, or we can weigh you.” He concluded, as she gave in. “167 pounds…” Holly admitted, while her face revealed her vulnerable insecurity over her inflated bodyweight, “I know it’s probably more than you expected, but I promise I’ll stop eating at McDonalds so much. I’ll make healthier choices! I’ll get a gym membership and…” “No, no, no. You misunderstand. I like that you’re thick, but if we are going to do this again, I want some assurances that you’re going put on some more cushion for me.” “What do you mean?” Holly wondered completely not following what this guy was saying. “Alright. I’ll be clear. I want you to gain a pound of extra weight before every subsequent night we share together.” “Huh?” Holly’s eyes widened with disbelief. Did he actually like that she was kind of chubby? He’d just spent the last few hours ridiculing her for her weight. Admittedly, he’d done it in a way she found unbelievably pleasurable, but she’d thought it’d just been fantasy talk. She couldn’t gain weight on purpose. What would her cohort say? What would the professors she TA’d for say? What would her family say the next time they saw her? She had a life outside the bedroom she had to maintain! “You gotta gain one pound per every one-night stand. That’s my price.” He firmly responded despite the reservations apparent on her pretty face. “Are you kidding? You want me to get even fatter?” Holly muttered in disbelief. This was the straw that broke the camel’s back, “No way! I can’t do that!” “Then it’s been fun. See you later kitten.” He sighed before getting up from bed and gathering his clothes. “Wait, don’t go!” Holly complained. “Did you change your mind?” He paused. “No, but..” Holly began. “Then I gotta go.” He concluded before hastily making his leave of her apartment. ‘Sh*t…’ Holly thought to herself. She was dealing with some mixed feelings from this truly spectacular night. He was gone and she had no way of contacting him. She didn’t even have his number. Part of her perversely wondered if she’d just blown the best chance she had of being happy with her life. Alone in the silence of her apartment. Holly came to realize with a hint of regret, that only time would tell…

“This is all your fault.” Luca pouted, grabbing her doughy belly as she glared at the man towering over her in bed. “If it wasn’t for you, I would never have ended up like this.”“Is that so?” Thomas, her tall, curly-haired feeder, paused. His stubbled face, with its high cheekbones and aquiline nose, spread into an infuriating smirk as his dark eyes drank in the many rolls and folds of soft flab that his attentions had put on her. “Strange, I don’t remember ever forcing you to eat anything. I mean, I’ll admit I might’ve given you a little push here and there, but if you’d really wanted, you could’ve stopped this anytime you liked.” He leaned in closer, his breath tickling Luca’s once swan-like neck – now hidden under a roll of plush flab – as he whispered in her ear. “But you didn’t, did you? You just kept stuffing your fat face, like the greedy pig I always knew you were. And look at you now …,” his fingers dug cruelly into Luca’s yielding, powerless flesh as he grabbed one of her overripe love handles. “Look what you’ve done to yourself.”Luca gasped as Thomas placed his mouth against the hollow space between her swollen neck and her pillowy shoulder. As his nimble lips suckled her soft flesh and his hands stroked and fondled all her doughy, drooping rolls and folds, she glanced down at her naked body. The tight, trim figure that she’d so enjoyed showing off was long gone. Her tapered waist had spread into an apron of loose, bouncing blubber. Three shapeless rolls, stacked one atop another, covered in a web of pale stretch marks. Her boobs, once round and firm, had turned to flat, sagging sacks of fat. Even her tight buttocks, which had used to look so good in all those figure-hugging jeans she could no longer squeeze herself into, had grown into a pair of wide, shapeless, cellulite-riddled cushions of soft flesh.She knew that he was right, that was the worst of it. Once upon a time, she really could’ve turned him down. She could’ve stopped all this from ever happening – but she hadn’t, and now it was too late. She’d let herself go too far, and now she could no longer turn back.Luca’s line of thought was broken as Thomas teased her full lips with another sugary bar of chocolate. “Open wide, my little pig. You still have a lot of food to get through today.”Luca frowned. “Please,” she looked apprehensively up at the man she’d allowed to ruin her figure, “I’ve already eaten so much today. Can’t we say I’ve had enough already, just this once?”Thomas shook his head, his lips pursed into a look of mock pity. “I’m sorry, sweetheart, but you know the rules. You’ve still got a few pounds to put on before this month is through. If you want this little thing we’ve got going to continue, you’d better eat every last crumb I tell you to eat. So, go on, open up!” he commanded, his voice still so deceptively kind and gentle as he pushed the sugary treat more forcefully up against her closed mouth.Luca sighed. “I hate you,” she stated, plainly and wearily, as she parted her lips.“Oh, trust me,” Thomas smiled, revealing his distressingly large and prominent canines, “I know. Now, eat!”Just as Luca was about to take a bite out of her scrumptious snack, she froze. From outside her bedroom window, she heard all too well the familiar sound of rubber against asphalt as a car pulled into her driveway. Wasting no time, Thomas shoved her treat in her mouth and vanished from view – hiding under her king-size bed as, downstairs, the front door slid open and a pair of feet, clad in shiny black business shoes, stepped across the threshold.Moving as quickly as her heavy, out of shape body would allow, Luca pulled her blanket up over her naked blubber and turned on the widescreen TV mounted on the wall at the foot of her bed.“Hi sweetie,” she said, feigning a sluggish, sleepy demeanour as her husband walked through the bedroom door.Craig stopped a moment to look at his 370-pound whale of a wife. With his coiffed hair and his smart, charcoal business suit – which emphasized his wide shoulders and his lean, swimmer’s physique – he looked every bit as handsome as ever. The only thing spoiling his appearance was the undisguised grimace of disgust on his clean-shaved, square-jawed face as he took in the sight of the once beautiful woman he’d married.“I thought you were going to be away for the weekend?” asked Luca, trying as best she could to hide the panic and embarrassment in her voice.“Yeah,” Craig shrugged, turning away from her as he opened his closet. “I just need to pick something up, is all.”As Craig rifled through his clothes, looking for whatever it was that he’d come back for, Luca couldn’t help but wonder what the man who had once sworn to love her until death did them part must think of her now. When he’d first fallen for her, she’d still been thin. She’d been a lithe, confident, 120-pound wildcat – a bold, outgoing party girl with a tight, firm body. The kind of woman that any man would be proud to have hanging on his arm.Since then, though, Craig had watched her eat herself to more than three times her old size. What must he think of her now, as she lay there spread out in bed, her immense, naked body surrounded by crumpled wrappers and empty containers, her sheets covered in crumbs and her lips stained with smears of chocolate? It was no wonder he never touched her anymore. Once upon a time, he might at least have scolded her about her out of control appetite, about all the weight she’d gained, but these days he didn’t even bother with that. He’d long since given up on her.From time to time, Luca would wonder if Craig might not have another woman out there, somewhere. Somebody thinner and prettier who wasn’t as weak and lazy as she was. Maybe that was the real reason why he was away all the time?She knew that it was hypocritical, but even after all this time, after all that’d happened, she still hated the thought of it. Enough so to grab another piece of chocolate to distract herself from it.“There,” Craig said, closing his bag, “I’ll be going now.”Luca watched Craig’s broad back as he headed for the door, not even bothering to look at her.“Have a safe trip,” she said, weakly, between bites.At that, Craig stopped a moment, glancing at her over his shoulder.“Thanks,” he said, before vanishing off downstairs. “I’ll leave you to your meal now. Try not to empty the fridge too many times while I’m gone.”As soon as he could be sure Craig had left, Thomas emerged once more from under Luca’s bed.“Now then, my little piglet,” he grinned, slapping her soft, heavy lard-slab of a belly as he grabbed her another piece of chocolate, “where were we?”

Evil Stepmother(Redux)BBW, XWG, DarkAs Sara stood there in the hot shower lathering soap all over her body, she felt every inch of her massive weight gain. Her large breasts, her thick thighs that touched almost all the way to her knees, her bloated flabby belly hanging down heavily, and her widened butt all felt so soft and equally engorged with her unintended gluttony. She stood there toweling off from her shower when she realized she forgot her clothes in her room. Embarrassed of her weight and fearing more humiliation from Evelyn she sat in the bathroom and thought of what lead her to this grief.It was not more than a year ago Sara was out of a job and dropped out of college due to lack of money, she moved in with her father(Jim) and stepmother(Evelyn). Sara was always a perky and happy person in school, but after living with Evelyn and her strict rules her happiness was replaced with sadness and her perky nature with a somber reflection of her past life. Sara had to do what Evelyn said if she didn't her father would find out about all kinds of lies and failures Evelyn would make up. Jim usually believed Evelyn as his trust of Sara was broken by many failures at college and a few lies from Evelyn. Months of rules and threats lead to punishments of forced feeding and humiliations of Sara’s weight by Evelyn, and all that lead up to her current slump.Her memories of the past where cut short by a banging of the door and Evelyn's voice “Don't use all the water again fatty.”Sara cringed as the door swung wide open and Evelyn burst in with a look of disgust on her face ”Oh damn Sara did you get up last night and eat us out of food again you look bigger then ever” Evelyn said standing Sara up and grabbing her large belly rolls shaking them. She walked around Sara pinching and grasping her body all over till finally she pushed Sara over to the scale.A look of dread came across Sara as she neared the scale it was her least favorite part of the humiliation she endured ”On the scale piggy lets see how much my prized hog weighs” Evelyn demanded pushing Sara unto the scale. The scale counted up till it reached 298lbs Sara could not see the numbers without looking over her belly and she knew Evelyn did not want her to see ”Well piggy looks like your almost fit for market!” Evelyn said typing something into her phone then slapping Sara on the butt. “Get dressed you great big flabby butterball nobody wants to see you naked...Run! Piggy! Run!” Evelyn demanded slapping Sara on the butt again. Sara ran into her room thunderous steps echoing thru the house by the time she got down the hall she was out of breath.“Damn her” Sara said under her breath safely in her room. Sara got dressed and sat in her room playing on her laptop for a few hours till she felt horrible hungry. Looking down at her bloated engorged body she tried to just sit there and ignore her hunger. Suddenly as if on cue a wonderful banquet of food smells filled the house, and Sara's willpower melted she stood up and began to sneak downstairs in her jammies(stretched out sweatpants and a white tank that barely covered her belly). Her steps were far from quiet at her weight it was hard to waddle around and not make all kinds of racket.“Hmmm as I planned lets see how long you can hold out piggy” Evelyn whispered to herself finishing up on the banquet of food she just prepared some of it laced with appetite stimulants. Sara arrived in the kitchen to see the table loaded with food and drinks as if made for 6 people, her stomach rumbled loudly.“Ah I see you have found my feast, well its not for you fat piggy its for some guests that are coming over, so control you raging hunger for a few hours” Evelyn said turning to see Sara come into the kitchen.“What am I supposed to eat that looks like all the food?” Sara asked sheepishly looking at the banquet of food her stomach rumbling again even louder. Evelyn left the room without another word she ducked around a corner and waited for some eating noises. Sara looked around the kitchen and found there was literally no more food in the house. Turning to the table she stared at it licking her lips, she looked around to see if Evelyn is gone. Slowly Sara walked towards the table, her heart began to race, she licked her lips in anticipation, looking about she began eating the foods she was sure wouldn't be missed.As Sara was going to stop and walk away Evelyn came into the room suddenly “Ah Ha I knew you could not resist a tasty feast you blubbery pig, well if your gonna eat you might as well eat ALL OF IT!!” Evelyn said angrily forcing Sara into a chair and began shoving food into her face. Sara tried to resist but she knew it would be worse if she did slowly she began to eat and eat, the forced feast was obviously more then she intended to have for breakfast. Evelyn enjoyed ever moment of it her control of Sara was slowly becoming more absolute she could make Sara as fat and helpless as she wanted. Evelyn always hated Sara when she first met her thin beautiful body, being beautiful herself Evelyn was always jealous of anyone she thought was better looking then her. She stuffed Sara till the whole feast was gone every last crumb, sitting there too full to move Sara was exhausted and bloated.“There piggy you got everything you wanted now rest up lunch is on its way soon” Evelyn said rubbing Sara's overstuffed belly. “Don't worry it will be as big as breakfast too so there will be plenty for your piggy belly to enjoy” Evelyn said whispering in Sara's ear and patting her belly lightly. With those few enjoyable moments gone Evelyn snapped a few pics of Sara from different angles adding “There now your father has proof of how much you are abusing his generosity with your gluttony!”“What...No please...I will do...as you ask Evelyn...just don't tell dad!” Sara said gasping for breath while sliding her now tight sweatpants under her stuffed belly and lifting her shirt over it. “Oh please...don't tell him Evelyn...I will do whatever you tell me no questions or resistance!” Sara pleaded still a bit out of breath rubbing her exposed, overstuffed belly.“Anything huh” Evelyn thought for a moment building tension “Oh piggy we are gonna have so much fun with you!” After those words Evelyn called an Asian cuisine place and order a massive lunch for delivery. “Well lunch will be here in a several hours lets let that breakfast turn into fat shall we piggy” Evelyn patted Sara's belly a few more times and left the room.“Oh what have I done this is gonna be terrible for my figure I will never get in shape or find any men with that witch fattening me like some hog in a fair” Sara whispered to herself rubbing her engorged belly. Sara slowly realized she was powerless to stop it too with all her money and lively hood coming from her father, she was at Evelyn's mercy and that thought made her heart sink.Evelyn did not let up either she was if anything more determined that ever to fatten Sara to near immobility. After a few more months of nearly constant feasts and humiliation Sara looked no longer like a thin beauty, and more like someone who has absolutely no control around food at all. Her life was controlled so completely by food she nearly constantly thought of it and forgot completely how to eat reasonable portions of food. Sara now looked at herself after showering and examined the damage of one full year under Evelyn's forceful stuffing: her breasts where at least EE cup and hung to the sides of her massive belly which hung more then halfway down her thick thighs that now are touching all the way to her knees and rolling over, her butt is now so wide it was hard to clear doors without waddling thru them sideways. Evelyn finally stopped forcing herself upon Sara, but it was too late Sara had become all to accustomed to stuffing herself like crazy everyday. Whenever Sara would stop or try her massive belly and engorged body would tell her it felt horrible hungry and she would gorge even more then she intended to not eat. This cycle was left unbroken for so long Sara had completely forgotten about anything else her old life, finding a boyfriend, living her dreams, now all she cared about was satisfying her gluttony.“Hmm good job” Evelyn said quietly watching Sara gorge herself in the kitchen “One less person more beautiful then me and now who else could be roped into my clutches...” Evil Stepmother II Evelyn had destroyed Sara's will and fattened her to such massive proportions that there was no way Sara would ever be skinny again. Sara was now close to 500 pounds at her small height the weight made her more round then tall, she had trouble clearing doorways with her bulging flab, her gut so large it covers her lap sitting or standing, her breasts so large she looked like pumpkins were under her shirt, her hips and rear so wide she had to walk thru most doors sideways and even then she still touched the frame, her legs so massive they looked like sausages ready to explode.Evelyn was not satisfied though her desire to fatten someone grew as Sara did. She needed someone else who's figure she could expand. Looking thru Sara's phone as she gorged herself Evelyn found someone who just might fit, Sara's old friend from college who was also down on her luck and owed a lot of money to a lot of people. A quick few phone calls later she had finances setup to cover the plan she had in mind.Fiona was in debt so badly she would do anything to fix it all, and she had no idea how she would even start. Luckily for Fiona a phone call was made to her from Sara's phone, but it wasn't Sara it was Evelyn.“Sara tells me you might be in a tight spot financially” Evelyn says with an evil grin watching Sara rub her bloated overstuffed gut.“Yea I am can you help me a little help would be fine but if you can help me get outta debt I will repay you however I can” Fiona says desperate to eliminate this debt.“Anything huh... I might just have something in mind you could help with, but it will require you to live here with me and Sara to help around the place is that ok” Evelyn said hoping she had her in her grasp.“Really oh that would be great I just lost my job though are you sure I can pay off my debt helping you this way” Fiona asked hoping with all her might that this was gonna work.Evelyn just smiled the largest evil smile she could muster as she patted Sara's bloated gut “Yes that is fine without a job you will be able to help out around here more let me text you the address go ahead and bring all your things here as soon as you can I will take care of all those other expenses and your debt slowly of course I don't have the money for all of it at once” Evelyn lied she did have all the money set aside from her massive investments and financial mastery.“Oh thanks you so much this means the world to me” Fiona said starting to pack her things up to leave. Fiona had little possessions almost no furniture and an air mattress. It took her little time to pack up all her things and start making her way to Evelyn and Sara. She hoped this would fix all her problems and debt, what she didn't know was Evelyn had other plans.A day or so later Fiona arrived at the door of her new home for the time being knocking happily. Evelyn opened the door and let her new guest in showing her to the kitchen where a meal awaited.“Come let us eat my dear a good meal in your new home to celebrate, and there is the simple matter of signing this contract for your employment here” Evelyn said handing her a paper and pen.“Oh that's fine I assumed there would be some employment contract of sorts, what kind of work would I be doing” Fiona asked signing the paper without reading it then handing it to Evelyn.“Cooking and cleaning up after Sara eats it gets messy in here and I just can't clean it all by myself” Evelyn said putting the contract in a yellow envelope. “Now stand up here real quick for a photo I want to make sure we have that for our records” Evelyn took a picture of Fiona's profile.“Oh is Sara here now” Fiona questioned after the photo. “I was hoping to catch up on things and see how she has been”“No Sara is busy I am sure she will be here when you are eventually” Evelyn lied knowing very well Sara is locked up in the basement being force fed a very large weight gain milkshake. “Mostly I will be having you clean up around the place Sara has changed dramatically since she dropped out of college you maybe surprised when you see her” Evelyn said with a concerned look on her face.“Sara? Different I will believe it when I see it she was so bubbly and happy before I doubt she could have changed that much” Fiona said while eating the meal, for some reason the more she ate the hungrier she became. “Excuse me I must be hungry today” Fiona said appologizing for her gluttony.“Don't say I didn't warn you my dear, and you help yourself to as much as you want while your here I am very well to do and as part of your contract you are given free meals and as many snacks as you want” Evelyn said pushing food toward Fiona smiling.“Oh ok that is good cause apparently I am starving right now” Fiona said happily eating more of the food on the table. Before she knew it Fiona had eaten all the food on the table and was still hungry.“I hate to be rude but do you have more food I am actually still hungry” Fiona asked sheepishly.“Sure my dear right thru here” Evelyn said guiding Fiona thru a small doorway and down some stairs. “I am going to close the door behind us my dear its temperature controlled down here” Evelyn mentioned kindly opening a heavy looking metal door.“Wow is this a giant fridge that is awesome” Fiona said looking around the giant room filled with tons of shelves and more food then a family of 6 would need in a month.“Yes actually it is not a fridge though more a storage room Sara likes to eat a lot and I need to be well stocked” Evelyn said leading her down an isle of food. To a large sturdy table surrounded by several odd looking wide chairs. “Ignore the hardware on the chairs they are more for decoration I bought them from an antique dealer online and he never mentioned this stuff” Evelyn said referring to the cuffs sturdily attached to the arms and legs of the chair.“I wonder what they were used for” Fiona asked looking at them curiously.“I know what I am going to use them for” as she said this Evelyn rushed toward Fiona pushing her into the chair and quickly cuffing her arms and legs in it. “Now if you had read the fine print of your contract my dear you would have realized I will only financially let you go after you have worked for me for 1 whole year, and in that year have also gained 300 pounds or more” Evelyn said smiling while tightening up the cuffs and attaching the head restraint. “Don't worry I intend it to be much more then 300...Sara my dear you have a friend” Evelyn said walking thru some isles.“You crazy bitch what the hell do you think I am gonna eat till I am a giant blubbery fat ass” Fiona yelled struggling only to realize the chair is bolted to the floor, and she is too weak to break the cuffs. “I am not eating...one...more...thing...” Fiona trailed off as waddling toward her is Sara now a massive version of her former self, a look of defeat firmly on Sara's face.“My dear what makes you think your going to be able to stop me” Evelyn said patting Sara's massive gut. “I assure you that for every bite you don't eat that I am feeding you Sara will have to eat it on top of her normal food, now you tell me how much more food is poor Sara going to have to stuff in here” Evelyn said rubbing Sara's gut.“My god Sara...I don't want her to eat any more then she has to...I will do as you ask” Fiona said in defeat still staring at Sara.“Well then that is good news for you isn't it my piggy” Evelyn said sitting Sara in the opposite chair. “Now ladies lets get lunch ready shall we, poor Sara here has not eaten in 5 whole minutes” Evelyn said cuffing Sarah into the chair and walking toward the massive stores of shelves.“Sara I don't know what happened to you but we should try to escape together” Fiona whispered looking at the sorrow in Sara's eyes.“There is no escape from Evelyn not with all this flab I can barely walk Fiona let alone get away from her grasp, besides even if we escape my livelihood is dependent on Evelyn's opinion of me” Sara said looking at her friend dejectedly.“Ah here we go my piggies a nice feast to start things off right” Evelyn said pushing a heavily loaded cart full of food toward them. “Sara this will just be an appetizer to your piggy gut, but Fiona this will be a great feast to you” Evelyn said looking at them both and loading the foods unto the table.“Why are you doing this to me I...” Fiona asked but was cut short by food stuffed into her mouth.However Fiona never got an answer just more food, and every time she tried to talk more food was shoved into her face. A few times she refused to eat only to find that Sara would get teased and humiliated, then forced to eat a plate of food. This torture was not new to Sara, but to Fiona it just encouraged her to cooperate even more. The day passed and both Sara and Fiona were strapped to the chairs most of the day and force fed so much even Sara was overstuffed. Half way thru the day long feast Evelyn unstrapped Sara just to prove her dominance over her was complete. Fiona just watched in horror as Sara never left the table and just sat there stuffing her own face full of food. By the evening both of them were engorged and sleepy from the forced feasting. Fiona was too full to try to escape and was in some sort of torpor from all the food, in reality she was drugged with sleep aids in the last few bits of her feast.A few moments later Fiona fell fast asleep, and Evelyn forced Sara to take her to the punishment room. The punishment room was a large comfy bed, in a dark windowless room an attached bathroom and a door specially made to look like part of the wall. The room could be gassed with sleeping agents before people entered, and was monitored thru hidden cameras and microphones. It also was equipped with ports and shelves for inserting food secretly into the room. Fiona slept for a long time her before she awoke, a bloating sensation in her gut and the smell of fresh food. She saw around her many shelves loaded with food, a large TV showing Sara sitting at a table of food eating, and a large doorway leading to a dimly lit bathroom.“Awake I see good now here is the deal yesterday was just a sample of what will happen if you don't do what I say regularly” Evelyn's voice was heard seemingly from everywhere. “You will notice food in this room all nice and hot ready for you to eat you have 2 hours if its not all gone by then Sara will get double her normal food for today and that is a lot of food” Evelyn taunted.“Double her normal food, ok fine I will do what I can” Fiona said moving toward the food. “What if I can't finish all this food” Fiona said quickly before she started eating.“Then Sara gets double her normal food for all of today, and let me say this again if you don't eat all of the next few meals as well I will double her food again for each meal it will get doubled” Evelyn said a smile could even be heard in her words.“mmm okmm I willmm” Fiona said in between bites. Fiona struggled to get it all in her stomach there was way to much food, and she was kind of full from yesterday still. Her best efforts was sadly to her not enough and some food remained uneaten.“Ah ha not enough room huh too bad for Sara now I will have to double her food for today” Evelyn said smiling. “I hope you can eat lunch or Sara gets double on double and if you don't have enough room for dinner she gets double on double on double” Evelyn said evil smile on her face looking at Sara.“I..ugh...don't know if I can do this is there any way to be more hungry a pill or something” Fiona said desperate to help Sara from gaining even more weight.“Hmmm I do have these nice shakes I could give you they work wonders for making someone hungry, they helped Sara early on I could give them to you maybe even a double dose...but in order for me to do that you would have to take the double food I was going to give Sara is that a deal” Evelyn gleamed at the mentioning of this.“Sure anything to prevent Sara from eating more” Fiona pleaded.“Ok that works for today, but everyday the first meal you eat must be eaten without the shake and if you can't finish it then I double Sara's food unless you accept a shake then your food is doubled instead of Sara's that is how it will work from now on” Evelyn said this as she mixed up one of her shakes loaded with appetite stimulants. Setting the shake on a shelf in the room “This will get you thru today hopefully... if you need another one for dinner let me know, but if you ask for one for dinner then I give you double dessert before bed.”All this was intense for Fiona she took some time looking into the shake thinking, but ultimately decided to drink it for Sara. The next month went the same as the first day and everyday was more onslaught of food then the last. Fiona was terrible at this she soon began asking for one before supper and suffered thru double desserts for the second month again for Sara. In her mind she was being noble and getting fatter so Sara didn't have too. In reality Sara's broken will and out of control gluttony caused weight gain way more then Fiona realized.With her new piggy locked away from the world Evelyn was able to concentrate on making the house bigger and more comfortable for Sara to get around. Many construction projects later the house was made to hold several large people and the floors reenforced to allow for much more weight to be wandering on them. Evelyn has planned on even Fiona's will breaking at some point and then she would have two piggies to lord her beauty over. Fiona after two months of gorging herself had gained a decent amount going from 135lbs to 187lbs, her flat abs slightly covered by soft flab, her small breasts filling out her bra a bit, her hips taking more of the weight making her pants and panties to small rather quickly, her thighs quickly became softer and jiggly. To Fiona this was fast becoming a nightmare her figure disappearing quickly under a layer of flab and the amount of food she was being forced to eat growing by the day.Many more months passed and after each one Fiona needed the shakes more and more to keep Sara from eating more. With Evelyn in command of her meals and Sara's Fiona soon realized this may never end. To add salt to the wound of her situation Evelyn also told Fiona that if she didn't cooperate she would have her arrested for multitude of crimes she faked photos of and evidence. Upon hearing that Fiona soon realized there was no escape from Evelyn even if she ran away Evelyn could still hurt her badly. These months brought with them much sorrow for Fiona and, her weight rocketed from 187lbs to 259lbs, her stomach now bulging with rolls, her small breasts expanding to an average size, her hips becoming massive making her rear wide enough force her to waddle, her thighs expanding so fast they now touch almost all the way to her knees.Evelyn did not stop she tormented Fiona with her financial burdens and with Sara's weight nearly constantly. Before long a year had passed since Fiona was imprisoned here by Evelyn, and it was at this time Fiona was allowed to walk around the house. Her room she was imprisoned to became her room in the house all the equipment and surveillance removed, as part of another deal involving more food. Fiona could no longer think of leaving her will was broken a year under Evelyn and she had no will to fight anymore. Sara was not free from costs either her weight grew despite Fiona's efforts, because of Sara's own gluttony. Sara's gluttony left her much larger then she was at now 615lbs she was so large standing and walking required assistance, her weight went from 500lbs to 615lbs, her massive gut now covered her knees standing and sitting, her breasts looked like watermelons hanging from her chest, her hips and rear so wide she could cover a person with each cheek and could use no less then two chairs every time she sat down, her legs so massive her cankles hung over her feet. Fiona was not far behind Sara, her weight shot up from 259lbs to 468lbs, her bulging gut now hanging in her lap, her breasts filling in some of Sara's old D cup bras, her hips and rear so massive they matched Sara's in size she had to waddle thru doors sideways and needed two chairs when she sat down as well, her legs also were as big as Sara's bulging over her kneecaps and hanging over her feet.“Excellent work Fiona I appreciate your help, but your not going anywhere” Evelyn said caressing Fiona's massive rear then patting it.“Yes Evelyn I will stay and help your correct” Fiona said her will long gone many hundred pounds ago with her ability to escape. Evil Stepmother IIIEvelyn laughed evilly as Fiona and Sara sat in her new massive kitchen rubbing their bloated bellies. One of many feasts that day in celebration of another 'guest' in the house. The guest was another person Sara knew this time it was someone Sara hated a former cheerleader captain an Korean woman named Jun Myeong.Jun was a slender and beautiful person by any bodies standards her figure and beauty has gotten her anything she wanted till a few months ago. Jun had a part time job at a local bakery, and a full time job leeching money and free food off anyone she could using her charms and beauty. She regularly went to the gym almost always as someones guest. Recently however she lost her job at the bakery after a customer complained about her being rude to them. Strangely all her usual 'helpers' stopped talking to her as well leaving her with literally nothing but a few changes of clothes, and a bit of makeup. As if on cue Evelyn showed up at that very moment a wicked grin on her face.“I think I can help you my dear a beautiful thing like yourself shouldn't be poor I saw them fire you at the bakery let me help” Evelyn said a concerning look on her face.“Y-You saw that oh it was so embarrassing please any help you can offer would be great right now” Jun said laying on the tears real thick some real most faked tears.“There there my dear don't dry it doesn't suit your beautiful face” Evelyn said wiping tears from Jun's face “lets get you back to my place and get some food in you” Evelyn said looking into her eyes and smiling.“Ok that would be great” Jun said perking right up wiping the rest of the tears from her eyes “You don't also happen to have a place to stay tonight maybe a couch?” Jun said gathering her things while standing.“Of course I do my dear I have a spare room for guests” Evelyn said with a wicked grin on her face.They left rather quickly and headed to Evelyn's place Jun was shocked that it was so massive and elaborate. Hoping for a new income source Jun looked about the place and acted curious about all the decorations. Evelyn fed into her curiosity knowing that it was a game and playing along the part of the rich helpful lady. Sara and Fiona were gorging themselves a forced feast in the basement chained to some chairs while all this happened. Evelyn happily showed off her wealth to Jun and eventually led her to the massive kitchen.“Please my dear you must be hungry eat won't you” Evelyn said offering some lean appearing pasta to Jun.“Oh thank you your kindness is much appreciated” Jun lied checking the food to see if it was lean a quick glance was all she needed before she started eating.“All that embarrassment deserves a drink I think don't you” Evelyn said pouring Jun a harmless looking glass of wine.“Oh thank you how did you know wine was my favorite” Jun responded rather shocked she was being offered expensive wine nearly right away.“I can see a fellow wine aficionado from a mile away my dear” Evelyn said with confidence and a smirk.The food and small talk continued eventually it was late in the day and Jun was rather sleepy from all the wine and the feast of 'lean' pasta. Evelyn lead her to a room upstairs that had its own bathroom and was lavishly decorated. Leaving her 'guest' to sleep Evelyn went to her security room and waited till Jun was fast asleep. Creeping into the room with stealth of a ninja Evelyn gassed Jun while she slept with a large dose of powerful anesthetic. Then after she was sure Jun was out she carried her down to The Punishment Room. A bit of refurbishing was done to suit its new guest instead of a bed it is a large comfy throne with cuffs for hands and feet appearing like lions mouths covering the hands and feet completely. After securing Jun in the throne Evelyn connected her to an IV of chemicals to keep her groggy and sluggish.Not sure how long she was out Jun slowly woke up only to realize she could not leave the incredibly plush and comfy throne she sat in. Her head was foggy as if she had been drinking rather heavily all evening. Jun had more problems then that as she realized an IV was in her arm and some odd chemicals pouring into her. It was not long after she realized this that Evelyn came in to greet her with a massive cart of food and some horribly obese girls Jun kinda recognized one of them. Evelyn wasted no time in making it clear the food was all for Jun.“My dear Queen Bitch it is about high time you be put in your place and learn that you have ruined lives and your beauty offends me greatly” as Evelyn said that she moved the cart next to Jun. “I will ensure that your hungry enough for all of this glorious food and don't worry dear getting fat is all part of being a Queen Bitch you will soon realize that” as Evelyn said that she patted Jun's tone stomach.The embarrassing feast was far more then Jun had ever eaten at once in her life and the drugs she was being pumped full of forced her to nod off afterward. The whole affair was a nightmare for Jun she hoped it would be over when she woke up hours later, but alas it was not the obese girl Jun recognized was there almost the whole time a look of hatred burned in her eyes. She just watched seemingly with glee as Evelyn stuffed even more food into Jun. As Jun dosed off for the second time the face slowly looked familiar to her that is Sara, a girl she hated way back in high school. Jun soon learned when Sara was there she couldn't really leave without help as she was so fat that leaving on her own was not really possible. It was an indescribable amount of time that passed all Jun knew was when she was barely conscious she was being stuffed full of food. The whole time she was awake Sara and Evelyn both made belittling comments about Jun being a Queen Bitch and deserving all the flab she was going to have.“Oh my has our Queen Bitch made such great progress Evelyn” Sara said rubbing Jun's bloated belly during a stuffing.“Indeed Sara she has our work is starting to show and the Queen is starting to look like one” Evelyn said stuffing more food into Jun's face.Try as she may very few words left Jun's mouth instead she just as she tried to beg or plead more food was stuffed into her mouth. Almost constantly asleep Jun had little time to observe the damage all this food was doing to her formerly perfect firm little body; her once small 4'11” frame soon bulged with acceptance of all the food, her tone arms quickly became soft and flabby, her implanted breasts bulged even more from a D cup to a EEE cup, her tone abs quickly advanced down her lap to form a massive bulging gut constantly full, her firm tone thighs quickly bulged touching all the way to her knees, her angelic face quickly softening with multiple chins.“Your fast becoming quite the Queen Bitch look at all this” Evelyn said patting Jun's bulging gut. “Rest assured there will be much more of you my dear Queen a Bitch like yourself will have to learn how queens are really treated” Evelyn says rubbing Jun's bulging gut.Jun fast reached a weight were most of the cuffs were no longer needed and she soon dejectedly accepted that she was far to large to really escape or ever lose all the weight. Her sorrow was only met with more humiliation and forced feeding by Evelyn which made her figure bulge even more; her large EEE breasts engorged to HH breasts her bulging gut expanded to such proportions her lap was covered by her belly sitting and standing, her flabby thighs now hung over her knee caps, and her face now covered flab and bulged everywhere like the rest of her. Being so short Jun soon realized at her current weight she couldn't stand on her own without help a fact Evelyn never let her forget. Soon after this Jun was no longer cuffed and was allowed to feed herself at a steady pace, but if she slowed down Evelyn would force her to engorge herself all day.“There Queeny I hope you realize what poor behavior gets you” Evelyn said patting Jun's bulging gut. “Now you will have to move to another room we must make room for our next guest it is someone you may recognize and your going to help me fatten them like it or not” Evelyn said this to Jun in a hushed tone rubbing Jun's over stuffed belly rolls.“Yes Evelyn” Jun said her will and confidence buried under a think layer of fat. Evil Stepmother IVJun sat groaning on the throne made for her in her room, Fiona feeding her yet another feast for the day. Sarah watched gleeful as ever to see Jun once again stuffed so much she had trouble standing or walking. Evelyn knew she needed a new pet soon or Jun would be so fat she wont be of use. Surfing through Jun's phone Evelyn eventually came across an old friend turned enemy of Jun's. This old friends name was Natasha a 6'4” tall woman from Russian. Natasha had stolen Jun's boyfriend a few years ago and Jun never forgave her. Evelyn saw only one problem with her plan Natasha worked out and was a very strong woman. However everyone has their weakness Evelyn took some time to research Natasha and her contacts.Natasha was at the gym working out like she always did before the class she taught, when she was interrupted. Slowly stopping her workout Natasha angrily stood up to face the person who interrupted her.“Hello my dear I am sorry to interrupt a determined woman so focused on her work, but I hope you can help me out” Evelyn said looking rather kindly her usual evil grin. “I need a strong person who I am willing to pay greatly to help me around my place” Evelyn added.“What does it pay” Natasha said her Russian accent fairly heavy a grim expression on her face. “And this better not be some hogwash about boxes needing unloaded everyday” Natasha added keeping her grim face.“A woman of your strengths oh heavens no I would not waste your talents my dear” Evelyn said a smirk on her face. “It pays very well, and I mean 6 figures well” Evelyn lied still smirking.“Wow...” Natasha said her grim expression vanishing instantly. “Okay deal give me an address and time and I will be there” Natasha said holding her hand out to confirm the deal.“Then we have an accord here this is the information you will need” Evelyn said shaking her hand and then giving her a business card. “My offer is exclusive my dear so make sure when you show up you bring everything you need” Evelyn added smiling evilly. “And my dear I mean everything, no other jobs on the table just mine, I will have a place for you to stay as well” Evelyn added over her shoulder before she walked off.Natasha arrives at a massive house big enough for probably 12 people to live. Evelyn leads Natasha to a rather nice room with an attached gym and lavish full bathroom. A few weeks pass and Natasha receives pay for just living there, as she has not done anything for Evelyn yet. However despite how lavish the place is Evelyn seems to guard the basement from Natasha on a constant basis. The basement door a vault-like iron door and Evelyn frequently goes down to the basement for long periods of time.“Okay thank you for being patient I needed time to get things ready, they took longer then I suspected” Evelyn said to Natasha motioning for her to follow. Evelyn leads Natasha down the basement closing the large vaulted door behind them “Added security my dear sorry can't be to sure.”Natasha just follows nervously now that she literally has no way of escaping the basement. To her shock Natasha finds at the bottom of the stairs 3 massively obese women all gorging themselves on a large feast.“You see my dear I cant have these 3 wandering about its bad for my image, and well this is the best place to keep them” Evelyn said referring to all the food in the area. “They are getting far to large to get about on their own” Evelyn says patting their bellies as she walks around them. “You are going to help get them in better shape to waddle around my dear” Evelyn looks at the 3 and winks secretly.“What happened to them that they got this large” Natasha says approaching them and feeling their fat “Is it genetic or something else.”“Sadly no that could be fixed I am afraid it was exposure to a strange chemical spill” Evelyn makes a sad face and grabs their bellies individually “Can you help me they need to eat a lot to keep the chemicals from killing them.”“That is terrible is there anything else special that needs to be done” Natasha said now a bit concerned.“No my dear they just need loads and loads of food everyday to keep themselves alive, and its just too much for me to do alone” Evelyn says acting distraught. “I need your help to make them stronger and help feed them, it is a full time job alone” Evelyn says setting more food on the table.“Well for what your paying me that works for me” Natasha says helping Evelyn get more food.After finding out her job Natasha gets to work exercising the fatties. Her job made no dent on their weight, due to their increased food intake. However the only food available was the fattening stuff they were eating, and for some reason Natasha seemed locked in the basement after her 3rd week there. Despite her strength and brute force the vaulted door would not move and there seemed no other way out. Sadly Natasha accepted she maybe stuck down here and forced to eat this clearly unhealthy food. Evelyn knew it would only be a matter of time before Natasha soon began getting fat herself, but kept an eye on everything thru video cameras just in case. Without her workout equipment Natasha began using all sorts of other calisthenics to keep herself in shape. However the food here was so fattening and unhealthy in a very deceptive way Natasha was losing the battle. Then each of the obese women down here with her began tricking Natasha to help them stand up during her workouts instead of working out. Slowly their plan was working and Natasha began to soften up. It was at this time Evelyn began her second part of the plan.Natasha was getting furious at her fattening body and her rage only made her want to workout more. However the girls down here keep getting stuck or having problems every time she wanted to workout. Then the food down here became a massive selection of all of Natasha's favorite comfort foods. Her willpower around these foods was practically zero. She justified eating them so much normally with extra workouts at the gym. However now she had no such ability and soon began eating when she was angry instead of working out. The others here left her alone when she was eating and did not bother her, but whenever she worked out they always seemed to get stuck somewhere. Her tall figure hid the weight well but her lack of muscle definition was quickly evident after her favorite foods began showing up. Evelyn knew it was soon time for her third phase of the plan. Natasha became flabby rather quickly after she began eating when she was mad: her once toned arms began to jiggle slightly, her tone abs quickly disappeared under a layer of fat, her tone thighs fattened so much then began to touch, her hips and butt became so large she almost waddled. Having her whole body suddenly become jiggly was not something Natasha was prepared to have happen. She was ashamed of her body and the others there began to shame her for it.At first Natasha was only made more angry at the shaming, which lead to her hiding somewhere and stuffing her face. Then the humiliation became slowly more intense and Natasha could not cope with it. Her willpower slowly melted the more she gained the worse the humiliation got, which lead to her eating even more. It took many months but eventually even Natasha's will broke to the intense humiliation. Natasha was no longer a muscled fitness instructor she was a morbidly obese woman with terrible low self-esteem. At this tipping point Evelyn made things worse for Natasha, she began joining in the humiliation. Cramming nonstop feasts into her mouth made her figure dramatically different: her slightly flabby arms quickly became so fat they hung over her elbows jiggling constantly, her layer of fat around her middle ballooned into a massive roll of fat hanging over her privates, her thighs quickly smashed together all the way to her knees and began to hang over, her hips and butt so large no chair could contain them wobbling constantly. Evelyn knew Natasha was going nowhere but had to be sure she couldn't escape. Having the others help they forced Natasha into a small couch made for two people, her large butt made it difficult to get out up. Then they cuffed her to the couch by her legs and hands. Month upon month of fattening up had made Natasha weak, she tried to resist but there was just to many of them. It was Jun's turn to have some fun and waddling over to Natasha began to force her to eat.Jun was mad about losing her own dream life to this fattening nightmare, and if she couldn't escape neither was Natasha. Evelyn watched with glee as Natasha was force fed for the better part of two months. By the second months end Natasha was so fat the couch needed to be torn apart so she could stand, and stand she barely did. Natasha was close to 600lbs by the time Jun was done with her escape was not an option for Natasha anymore. Getting out of the basement was no longer possible as she was far to wide for the large doorway. Evelyn was pleased she had ruined another beauty, but as her herd of fattened women grew so did her ambition to fatten even more of them. Evil Stepmother VEvelyn watched through video cameras her hands tented with evil glee, all those beauties fattened. She could hardly contain herself. The next beauty she fattened would have to be truly beautiful to top Natasha she thought. Looking at some of the top clothing stores at the local shopping centers, eventually Evelyn found what she was looking for. Twins she thought with amazement of course twin beauties fattened up that would be grand indeed. Feira and Fiera Fotakis both Greek, both of incredible beauty they had whatever they wanted with little effort. Evelyn did some research on them and found out they have a great desire to spend more then they can pay off. Using her usual tactics Evelyn setup a plan to make sure they both fell into her hands.Feira and Fiera were both at their usual spa on a Wednesday enjoying a lovely massage. Upon their leaving they however found that both their cards were declined, something that shocked them greatly. Worried almost immediately that their life of opulence has come crashing down around them panic began to set in. As rehearsed as her conversation had become Evelyn stepped in, and paid the bill.“My dears you look like you in a tough spot no worries we all deserve to be treated like queens especially on spa day” Evelyn smiled an evil grin.“Oh thank you” both the twins replied in near unison.“Now I would imagine an opulent lifestyle like the one you ladies live can get quite pricy indeed maybe you have a bit more debt then you can handle” Evelyn knew they had far more then they could pay off. “I can expunge all your debts for a small employment opportunity don't worry it is nothing you beautiful ladies cannot handle just something I know you must be good at” Evelyn smiled handing them what looked like applications.“I don't know what would we have to do its nothing illegal is it” Feira replied “It is not gonna be something that involves physical labor is it” Fiera added.“No worries ladies nothing like that at all, the only thing you have to do after filling out those applications is tease and make fun of some very obese women I have in my care” Evelyn waited on their reactions before adding “They are all so very large I think that a few hot young temptresses like yourselves teasing them may just motivate them to be better people” Evelyn handed them both pens smiling a very evil grin.“Wow really that is all we have to do” Fiera questioned “That is something we both enjoy” Feira added happily filling out the paperwork.“Yes I thought as much” Evelyn replied “and you will have free reign of the facilities luxuries something none of the obese women enjoy at all” Evelyn said continuing to smile.Without further words needed Feira and Fiera smiled widely at each other and finished the applications. “Here ya go” they both replied handing the applications to Evelyn.“Excellent my beautiful new assistants please follow me” Evelyn took the applications and filed them in her purse.Leading the twins to their soon to be prison Evelyn knew she would really enjoy this turn of events. A tour of some of the new luxury parts of her home were shown to the twins, and they were given free reign of them all. The first few days were spent getting themselves settled in to their new job and soon to be home. It was the day they were lead into the basement that Evelyn judged their feelings toward her herd of fatties. Appalled by the shear mass of some of the girls Feira and Fiera wasted no time in making them all feel hopelessly obese. Evelyn knew this would keep the others in check and once that set in she would turn the tables on the twins. The only person who knew of Evelyn's plan was Sara as she had watched everyone else bloat to obscenely obese proportions far to many times. Sara took the abuse with stride knowing they would have their turn and it would be sooner then they think.It had been several months and the twins loved their job so much they moved fully into Evelyn's home. The herd however all except for Sara had become so depressed from the constant humiliation, that it was apparent some of them had gotten even larger from it all. Something the twins were quick to point out and add to their humiliation. When Evelyn was absolutely sure their collective moral had gotten lower she sprung her trap. Sara wanted to see them fatten to vast proportions almost as much as Evelyn and that is what Evelyn was banking on. Leaving some full shackles near Sara's bed one morning and a note merely saying 'I know you will enjoy this my dear show them 'my' hospitality to the degree I once shown you'. The plan was set in motion Soon Sarah would cuff them down and fatten them to epic proportions. Having been on the receiving end for so long Evelyn knew Sarah would happily join her in the plan maybe eventually become Evelyn's 'little' helper.That night Sara talked Natasha and Fiona into helping her get the twins cuffed down. Sara had a plan to fatten them as well something she knew would work. It required the help of Natasha and Fiona to pull off. The next day the twins stride down into the basement and begin their humiliation of everyone. Suddenly Fiona and Natasha pounce on them and Sara cuffs them to nearby large sturdy chairs.“Well now what do we have here” Sara said caressing their chests “A couple temptresses who are gonna join our growing herd I think” Sara nodded at Fiona and Natasha.It was a few moments and the plan was executed perfectly by Sara something Evelyn was betting on. The twins were exactly the same in their figures; large FF breasts, slim toneless abs, slim arms, toneless legs, and slim hips. A feast at first to test their limits was all Sara needed soon others joined in. Jun was always happy to take advantage of the weak and helpless especially as she saw her former life in them her anger would only fatten the twins even more. Natasha was too downtrodden to be of much help and Fiona was about the same. Nevertheless Natasha and Fiona watched as Jun and Sara enacted their anger-spurned stuffing upon the twins. Months of ruthless stuffing and humiliation quickly took their toll on the twins figures; their already large breasts expanded to GG, toneless abs quickly lost under tightly packed jiggly guts, slim arms quickly softening and jiggling, toneless legs expanding to flabby thunder thighs, and their slim hips quickly lost under layers of fat. Collectively the herd was happy with their work, but Sara and Jun were far from done.Allowing them to wander the now locked basement a few times Jun and Sara made the barrage of feasts and humiliation worse by the day. Every pound gained was torture for the twins while they enjoyed never having to do anything they hated becoming bulging cows for these fatties to humiliate. Despite their iron will eventually their collective mass was so large it took Natasha to help them stand. The twins now were so obese they weighed as much if not a bit more then Natasha; their breasts swelled to JJ cup size, their bellies tightly packed beach balls of fat, their thighs now touching all the way past their knees, their hips now wide and swaying constantly. It was when they officially became the largest fatties in the herd that Evelyn made her appearance. Watching in awe as Evelyn expressed her power over everyone the twins sat not tied but bound helplessly in fat.“My oh my how the mighty have fallen” Evelyn said patting their bulging guts in unison “To think it was months ago that you were both bombshells and now your just flabby pigs like all the others” Evelyn smiled a devious grin. “Sara my dear come upstairs I have a proposal for you” Evelyn said to everyone's shock. Evil Stepmother VI Evelyn lead Sarah upstairs as she did Sarah realized how massive she had become since being trapped in the basement. Hips rubbing the walls and railing Sarah barely made it through the vaulted door. Enjoying the struggle Evelyn snickered for a bit as Sarah struggled before helping her. Being dulled ot the laughter and humiliation Sarah eventually got into the kitchen. Exhausted and out of breathe Sarah sat upon a massive chair that was at a table filled with snacks. Without prompt Sarah began eating the snacks Evelyn patted Sarah on the head as if to confirm her actions as good. Positive attention was something Evelyn never gave any of her prized hogs. Sarah gleamed with a small ray of joy with the attention. “Now my good number one piggy we have to find some new victims i grow bored with these old piggies we need someone fresh any ideas” Evelyn said twirling Sarah’s hair and patting the side of her vast gut. Sarah was distracted by the positive attention for a while before she responded “Yes one person comes to mind she always flirted with me in college Michelle B. Greene I have not seen her in a while” Sarah was not sure why she said that she felt like it was coaxed out of her. “Hmmm perhaps some blackmail and a bit of disreputable attention is in order thanks Sarah you may stay upstairs if you wish I need you to help me this one will be rather...evil” Evelyn says playing with Sarah’s hair then patting her shoulder. Sarah was elated to see daylight the next morning and finally sleep in a comfy bed again. The new bathroom and shower were perfect making her feel very refreshed. The big breakfast she ate hardly seemed a chore and more of a reward for her new position. She hardly felt a prisoner even with just few hours in her new position. Sure she was still required to keep herself fat, but with the power she would soon have over all the others it felt worth it. Evelyn knew after being corrupted Sarah would help her keep the others nice and demoralized. The plan also included making Sarah in charge of the cooking and meal prep for the fatties. It was a perfect solution to the labor required for all the piggies. A week or two of training and some encouraging Sarah was ready to take up her role as second in command. With glee she stuffed and humiliated the others keeping some of them bound for hours beyond needed. Evelyn was more than elated and began working on her plan to reward Sarah for her new efforts. Sarah had become the monster that she once loathed and took great pleasure in stuffing and humiliating the other piggies. A dastardly plan was soon unfurled by Evelyn while complex it slowly began to turn others against Michelle. The time to Evelyn seemed worth it in the end it gave her more time to prepare and to train Sarah. A month had passed and it was apparent Sarah was anxious for someone new. Evelyn was happy to deliver as the time soon became perfect and she executed her ploy. The local news soon received a tip that Michelle was head of a theft ring in the city. While untrue a few pictures and rumors of her crimes quickly turned everyone she knew against her. Evelyn then stepped in as a saving grace and provided the evidence to clean her name but not before the damage was done. With nobody trusting her and seeming the entire city against her Michelle turned to her only saviour Evelyn. Soon after Michelle had her things moved in with Evelyn. Sarah wasted no time introducing herself and Michelle was shocked at how fat Sarah had become. Not wanting to ruin her only home in the city she kept her cruel thoughts to herself for now. Sarah knew she wanted to say something, and soon setup time alone with their new guest. “Wow Sarah I am sorry if it totally sounds rude or whatever but you have gotten like massively obese” Michelle said softly so only Sarah heard her. “I know” Sarah said eating a gallon of chocolate ice cream acting like it hurt her “it is like I have no control around food anymore.” “Well I am sure that is not helping with this” Michelle said pointing to the ice cream and poking Sarah’s gut. Sarah ate the last of the ice cream before responding “I know it isn’t but i can’t stop shoveling food into my face.” “Do you even know what a reasonable portion of food is anymore, wow apparently not fatty” Michelle whispered picking up the ice cream container and throwing it away. Sarah was insulted but knew what was going to happen, and that she needed to have a part in it. Michelle was gullable to a damning fault and frequently believed nearly everything she was told. Sarah knew this and was planning on using it to eventually lure her into the trap. However that basically meant she had to sit here and take the verbal abuse. Sarah also had a plan for that as well playing her part for now she followed into the kitchen. “I am sorry my bloated gut upsets you Michelle” Sarah said brushing her belly up against Michelle’s rear. Startled Michelle turned around suddenly “Do you even know how large that thing is” Michelle said slapping Sarah’s gut. “Well not really it is always so full and bloated” Sarah said getting close to Michelle again. “Hey now I am into girls not whales Sarah, I may have found you attractive before you became a blubbery mass” Michelle said grabbing the sides of Sarah’s gut “But certainly not now” Michelle let go of her gut and made a wincing face. Sarah only smiled as Michelle walked away knowing she may not feel that way once she is as fat as her. The next morning Sarah and Michelle ate breakfast and chatted.“So Sarah how in the world did little you become this whale of your former self, you were so hot before all the flab” Michelle said gesturing.“Honestly Michelle I don’t remember all the details just that one day i was eating in this diner and i saw this oddly dressed lady in a red sparkling dress and a white mask, then things get fuzzy, torture, humiliation, as well as feast after feast this lady stuffed into me, and I am guessing a year or some such later, this...” Sarah said looking scared then patted her gut for emphasis.Michelle looked enthralled by the story and as Sarah finished telling it came to her side. “Oh Sarah that is horrible I am sorry for berading you about it I had thought you did this to yourself” Michelle said hugging Sarah.Evelyn watched things unfurl and knew Sarah was setting something up but was curious where it was going. She just watched and waited curious how Sarah would fatten Michelle up to obese proportions.Sarah continued to play the part she had made up and all the while luring Michelle closer to her. After Michelle was very close to Sarah some months later Sarah sprung the trap. A little gas later and Michelle was out cold Sarah carried her into the basement and cuffed her to a chair that was bolted to the floor in The Punishment Room. Recruiting Evelyn to play the part of the red dress lady in the white mask Sarah began her plan. To add to the story Sarah was cuffed to a large bed when Michelle woke up.“Sarah are you ok” Michelle said trying to get out of her bonds and looking around the concrete room with a large metal door. The walls were barren except for the walls by the door which had large sturdy shelves. The bed Sarah was cuffed to was near Michelle in the middle of the room.“Yeah oh my gosh i can’t move” Sarah said tugging at the bonds she was in “No not again please not again” Sarah said struggling a bit more.“Oh god is this the place where that lady fattened you up Sarah” Michelle said trying her bonds again struggling.No sooner did Michelle finish talking the door burst open and Jun and Natasha pushed several massive carts of food into the room. Following them was Evelyn dressed in a red sparkling dress and a white mask. Michelle was shocked, while Sarah acted like she froze in fear. Evelyn lead Jun and Natasha out of the room cuffing them to a large drum of shake that was soon being pumped into them both. Walking back into the room Evelyn closed the door locking it with a key she had.“I do hope you remember me Sarah I am glad you met a new friend i am in need of a new piggy” hiding her voice Evelyn pushed a cart over to Sarah and snapped her fingers.“I will be good please don’t hurt me” Sarah stopped acting fearful and instead played the part of a more relaxed prisoner.Michelle stared in awe at the food that was soon stuffed into Sarah by this mad woman in red. An entire cart fit into Sarah before the woman turned her gaze to Michelle.“I am not gonna sit here and let you fatten me up lady you are crazy” Michelle fought with her bonds.“No i do not suspect you will that is why you will not be awake” Evelyn said drawing a syringe and stabbing it into Michelle.“Ouch hey...no please... i don’t wanna…. be a fatty” Michelle barely said before she passed out.Evelyn let Sarah up from the bed and Sarah hooked Michelle up to the pump machine while Evelyn took care of the other fatties. As the machine made sure she was at her max capacity it also filled her with sedatives and appetite stimulants. Michelle awoke some time later in a haze she felt a tube down her throat, her stomach painfully full. She saw Sarah being force fed another cart of food by the woman before she passed out again. Not sure how much time had passed Michelle awoke to someone cutting off her clothes it was Sarah, standing behind Sarah was the woman laughing. Michelle tried to struggle but was still painfully full and so very weak. Sarah looked very afraid and was soon lead back to the bed and cuffed down again. Michelle watched more food be stuffed into Sarah, before the lady walked over to her side. Poking Michelle in the painfully full belly the lady laughed and shook her head.“Soon when this is larger we will have fun with you i am training Sarah here to be a good piggy then she will have fun with you for my amusement” Evelyn said hiding her voice and patting Michelle’s belly.Michelle only managed to squirm slightly before she passed out again. The next time she awoke she was cuffed hands and feet to the bed while Sarah sat next to her with a cart of food. Sarah looked at her with pleading eyes and Michelle opened her mouth accepting the food given. A painfully large amount of food later the lady told Sarah to make Michelle comfortable. Soon Michelle was being massaged and rubbed down by Sarah while the lady watched. Michelle enjoyed the rubbing and massaging from Sarah, but soon more food followed. Michelle was kept well massaged and stuffed to her max for an entire day before being allowed to rest. Her rest however was short and soon more food followed, once again Sarah was the one feeding Michelle. This pattern began to repeat over and over for quite some time. Given loads of food daily and no exercise at all Michelle soon began to fatten up rather quickly. By the time a month had passed Michelle was hardly the fit person she was before. Her small arms had began to soften rather quickly. The small perky breasts she had soon began to enlarge several cup sizes. Tone Abs quickly softened under her constantly engorged belly. Thighs of a model disappeared under a layer of flab. The small butt she once slowly became larger and softer. If she had a scale she would have seen her weight go from 125 to 185 in a month. Michelle was however never given a single hint of what time was or how much had passed. The only time she knew was stuffing beyond full and resting with massages. It was not long after the first month had passed that Michelle really began to appreciate the massages Sarah gave her. She even on occasions became aroused by them, Sarah began to notice this.The second month would be far worse than the first for Michelle. As she was strapped to a strange chair with a tube down her throat and a vibrator inside her. The tube was connected to a large vat of liquid with an attached pump. As the liquid was pumped into her stomach the vibrator went off causing her to climax over and over as she was stuffed with the strange liquid. The entire time this happened Sarah was just within eye shot being force fed feasts by the lady. Insults and humiliation was given to both of them the entire time. Repeating day after day for hours Michelle slowly began to become aroused when she was being stuffed or when Sarah was. Conditioning her even more in this way was of course Evelyn playing the part of the lady. Eventually Michelle’s willpower like her spirit broke completely and Evelyn knew the exact moment when it did. Using Sarah Michelle was stuffed and force fed even more day after day. The size of meals and the amount of fattening liquid she could hold in her belly becoming incredible. This whole procedure took several months and the toll it had on Michelle’s figure was grand indeed.Michelle was forced to stare at her fattening figure daily as she was permitted to get ready in a private bathroom. Her breasts had happily gotten at least one cup size larger than before. The slightly flabby belly she once had quickly became a bulging gut nearly constantly full, and when it was she found herself aroused by it. Her thighs also fast becoming that of an extremely large woman, smashing together and hanging over her knees. Her hips and butt fast filling chairs and brushing against doorways. The extreme pear shape she had only aroused her even more as her body was fattened. The thought of this bothered her but she could do little to stop it her own thoughts were turning against her. Never permitted to see her weight on the scale she was weighed with Michelle didn’t have a clue she was fast approaching 350lbs.Sarah stood outside the door of the bathroom nearby “Michelle I have something to tell you” she said in an alluring tone.“Yes Sarah” Michelle opened the door and stood there naked staring at Sarah who was also naked.As their eyes locked they both had no need of words and quickly embraced each other in passionate kissing. It did not shock Evelyn at all she knew of Sarah’s desires and had planned on this happening. That whole event just made Evelyn step up her feedings and conditioning of Michelle. Not knowing that it was her plan the entire time Sarah fell into line even more than before. All the while also helping Evelyn ensure the others were kept full and low in moral. By the time the entire event was over Michelle and Sarah had fully become a couple. Evelyn kept the disguise up knowing that it was a grand idea to fully convert many of the future fatties she would make in a similar manner. Eventually June and Natasha became a couple with similar conditioning. While Fiona had become a lover to both Michelle and Sarah after her conditioning by Evelyn.“This worked out rather well I must say now who to fatten next this next victim should be a special one” Evelyn said to herself while watching security monitors. Evil Stepmother VIIIt had been some time since Evelyn had used Sarah’s gullible nature to further imprison everyone she had fattened. After they all fell in love with each other Evelyn knew they would only want for each others company and completely forget about any glimmer of hope. Her task however had far from completed beautiful people still walked around out in the world, and Evelyn was determined to make them all fat.Jun by now was close to 600 lbs and barely got around the basement facility without a lot of help. Most of her obese life was spent sitting, so her muscles barely kept up. The rage Jun felt for her current situation was directed solely at Sarah. Evelyn was just a psycho to Jun and Sarah was the reason Jun needed help just to waddle about. However the truth of the matter was that Sarah was hardly to blame it was someone both Sarah and Jun hated that lead Jun to Evelyn. Bianca was a very rich and gifted woman who excelled at removing people she deemed a threat to her. Jun was just such a person and unfortunately Bianca knew a bit about Evelyn. Having been silently watching Evelyn for sometime and quietly gathering information about what she does. Bianca knew a dangerous amount of information about Evelyn and what she does to women. As such Bianca used this to remove all her competition and only one person stood in her way. The firm Bianca worked for was very male run and looks got you very far in the company Bianca knew this. Using her looks she nearly got all the way to the top of the firm. The only person stopping her was Keisha. Keisha was a very busty, very dark skinned beauty. Using her looks and breast size Keisha has worked her way to the top of the law firm. Despite being on top Keisha made loads of enemies on her way up and lots of people wanted to see her gone. The only thing keeping Keisha in her position on top was her looks. Most of the women at the firm did not like Keisha, mostly due to her attitude. Lots of people at the firm however loved Bianca, something Bianca was using to her advantage. The adoration of many people at the firm and a few well placed hints was all Bianca needed. Once the trap was sprung Keisha never knew what happened. A flurry of events lead to Keisha being fired and Bianca becoming head of the entire firm. To further make things worse for Keisha the plot also leaked a photo and information to Evelyn. The secret of who sent this information her was was never discovered, but Evelyn didn’t care. Having someone practically delivered to her clutches was unusual, but not unappreciated. Along with Keisha’s information being leaked to Evelyn was a plan on how to get her working for Evelyn. This entire event seemed too good to be true for Evelyn, but all her sources told her it was legit.The following weeks after her termination were rough for Keisha. She had enough money to last a few weeks but needed a new place fast. Showing up as if by some miracle was Evelyn saying she needed someone to help her acquire more land to build some sort of massive elaborate building. Eager for money and a job Keisha took the opportunity. However as Bianca planned she was so eager to get back to work Keisha didn’t read the fine print of her new contract. That mistake while planned was what the entire contract with Evelyn was built on Keisha not noticing. Falling into Evelyn’s clutches Keisha met up with her new boss and talked about business. Having the signed contract Keisha moved into an apartment built above Evelyn’s home. The entire third floor of Evelyn’s home was normally unused and converting it into a complete apartment was simple work. Having everything she needed right at home Keisha began her job of digging through loads of legal paperwork. The job was tedious and lengthy, but at least she got loads of free food with it. Some of the details left with Evelyn were a long list of the comfort foods Keisha could not resist. The kitchen on the third floor was stocked to the brim with all of Keisha’s favorite foods. Every morning Keisha would talk business with Evelyn over a large plate of doughnuts a food Keisha had no willpower around. Evelyn obviously laced all of the food and drinks supplied to Keisha with appetite stimulants. Having a month of sitting around and being oddly ragingly hungry quickly took its toll on Keisha. Obviously most of Keisha’s weight went to her breasts which expanded from a 36DDD to a 36G. Her arms once slightly tone quickly became soft. Her tone belly expanded outward to a small paunch jiggling slightly. Her thighs and hips expanded slightly become far less defined. Her butt once tone quickly became soft. Her weight of 140 quickly became 180 and showed no signs of stopping. Carefully planned the entire event lead up to the last day of her ‘employment’. Keisha had done what she was hired to do and got Evelyn all the information she needed to seize and build a large building in the cities dock district. Evelyn invited her to the building for a show of what she planned to build. This was the final part of the plot that would make Keisha immensely obese and fulfill a permanent employee for Evelyn.It was a dark night and few stars were out in the sky. A chill breeze made for comfort from the scorching heat of the day. Evelyn drove into the lot of the massive empty dark building. Walking through the massive building was simple and a fairly uneventful trip. Until suddenly charging from the shadows at the ladies were masked figures one of the shot Keisha with some sort of dart which the others acted like they were chasing Evelyn. As she fell asleep from the dart, Keisha saw only boots walking toward her as she lay on the ground. Once she was out the figures helped load Keisha into the vehicle and accepted their payment from Evelyn. Driving right back to her house Evelyn forced Natasha to help get Keisha into the punishment room. After Keisha was secured in the punishment room Evelyn told Jun she had someone else to fatten up. Jun was given a specific set of instructions and told if she helped she would be allowed access to the upstairs. Jun wanted more than every to escape however her immense obesity prevented her from doing so. Instead of plotting some sort of escape Jun instead used her frustration and anger as motivation to fatten someone else. Slowly becoming more like Evelyn, Jun was given access to all sorts of methods of torture and fattening. Using all her tools and food available Jun began following the instruction left for her by Evelyn. Keisha was kept heavily sedated and was regularly force fed by Jun. During these force feedings Jun used Natasha to poke and pleasure Keisha. Rewarding good behaviour during feedings with pleasure and bad ones with humiliation. A pattern left unbroken for months left its toll on Keisha.Jun’s ruthless torture and feedings only paused for a few inspections. During these inspections Natasha would assist Jun in measuring and weighing Keisha. After months of this repetition Keisha had dramatic changes. Her 36G breasts had expanded to 48J jutting out from her chest perfectly. Her arms fattening rather quickly looking soft and jiggly. Her belly fast becoming a giant roll still hiding under her breasts. Her thighs touching halfway to her knees and her hips fast filling all normal chairs. Her butt fast becoming a bubble butt looking more like giant pillows. Her weight climbed quickly from 180 to 300 and was obviously no where near close to stopping. Keisha had little memory of what happened due to all the sedatives. Jun kept up the pace and continued to use Natasha to help. The feeding and torture got more and more intense as things progressed. The entire affair was more work than Jun had done in quite some time. Evelyn saw where all this was leading and smiled an evil grin knowing full well there thing would go. The plan continued for many more months and the bond between Natasha and Jun grew stronger than before.Jun soon had thing well under control and as Keisha approached the goals set in the plan Evelyn interviended. As planned Keisha was knocked out and returned to the warehouse in similar clothes but now at her current weight of 550 lbs. Waking up from her stupor Keisha saw a van speed away and headlights turn towards her slowly. As she struggled to stand with her incredible girth she stared in awe at her new body. The car approaching her stopped and the driver door opened revealing Evelyn. Running toward Keisha as if concerned Evelyn quickly looked Keisha over with surprised eyes.“Keisha?” Evelyn said putting a hand on her shoulder “you have been missing for some time nobody knows what happened to you!”“OH EVELYN” Keisha said crying into Evelyn’s shoulder.“There...there...dear” Evelyn said patting Keisha on the shoulder “you must be exhausted let’s get you into the car.”“Ok Evelyn how did you know...where to find me” Keisha said waddling carefully to the car.“My dear the detectives I hired said they found the kidnappers and paid the ransom” Evelyn lied.“Oh...Evelyn how...will I...ever repay you...” Keisha said in between breaths “I owe you...big time...can we stop somewhere to eat...”“My dear I am not sure if I was in your position that I would be thinking about food at all but if it is what you wish I know just the place” Evelyn said smiling an evil smile.“Well I am sure I probably don’t need more food...” Keisha said stopping at the car to catch her breath “I am absolutely starving.”“Then the place I know of will be perfect” Evelyn said opening the door for Keisha and adjusting the seat all the way back.“Thanks Evelyn I feel safer knowing that you are helping me” Keisha sat in the car with great effort barely fitting as Evelyn shut the door.“Don’t worry dear Evelyn is here to help you now let’s get you something to eat” Evelyn said smiling while shifting into reverse.A drive through the streets to a small vacant buffet later and they get out. Unbeknownst to Keisha this buffet was completely rented out by Evelyn moments before she came to ‘save’ her. Not knowing what she was walking into Keisha waddled with great speed driven by raging hunger to the buffet. Evelyn easily kept up and opened the door for Keisha, the wind gushing outward carrying with it wonderful smells. Intoxicated by the wondrous smells Keisha quickly made her way inside not even realizing nobody stopped her or asked her to pay. Well out of site from Keisha Evelyn nodded at the hostess and most of the crew bowed to her in return all smiling. The first three plates Keisha cleared were all easy for her to get up and get but soon she started to struggle standing by the fifth plate she was barely able to get up and get more. Evelyn just smiled at her and clapped her hands loudly. Before Keisha could respond five more plates were placed in front of her by the staff. Smiling they all bowed and walked away with the empty plates. Along with the plates they left several drinks of various nature. Some of the drinks were alcoholic and yet others were heavily drugged with appetite stimulants. Keisha gorges and gorged for seemingly hours as she finished the last plate five more were placed in front of her again. Many full plates later Keisha meagerly sat there attempting to rub her vast belly now so full and bloated she could it reach it all.“*BELCH* ...oh my goodness Evelyn I am so sorry...I don’t know what happened there it was very odd” Keisha said barely able to get words out between breaths.“My dear Keisha none of us have any idea what they did to you there is no need for formalities, besides my dear it was clear to me you needed fed” Evelyn says this standing up and pulling a chair up beside the bench Keisha nearly fully occupies.“Oh thank you Evelyn...what do we do now I can’t get back into the legal business looking like this” Keisha said patting her bulk for effect.“Of course not my dear we cannot allow others to see you like this come live with me and be my personal lawyer someone in my line of work needs legal assistance at a discounted price” Evelyn says with an evil smile and an extended hand.Shaking Evelyn’s hand smiling “Deal Evelyn for room and board and...food costs I will happily handle all your legal work.”“My dear we will be the beginning of an expansive relationship” Evelyn smiled a rather evil smile as they shook hands.Keisha was not sure what Evelyn meant by that but she was happy to have a job doing legal work behind the scenes. Evelyn was happy to have someone to fix up all her legal issues her next big plan may involve a lot of complicated legal matters. The part of Keisha’s contract she didn’t read however bound her to employment with Evelyn and nobody else if for some reason Keisha ever were to weigh over 490 lbs. At this current moment Keisha was close to 515 lbs and far from her weight of 140. Her breasts now easily the size of watermelons and sat perky upon her massive belly. Her arms now flabby hams bulging over her elbows. Her belly a vast gut hanging down her lap covering her knees. Her thighs and hips so large she had trouble clearing doors. Her butt sticking far behind her like bulging couch cushions. Her will to leave Evelyn’s side completely crushed like her hopes of ever weighing a reasonable weight again. Thanks to appetite stimulants and large portions Keisha never gets her will to leave back ever again.Sitting quietly in her study Evelyn looks at plans for her next big operation “Now that i have someone to clear all these pesky legal matters out of my way it is time to begin the next phase of my plan.” Looking at her plans for a massive building on the site that Keisha helped her acquire Evelyn smiles a vile grin of pure malice. Evil Stepmother VIIIEvelyn sat in her kitchen discussing some legal matters with Keisha and several properties she bought. One was a buffet in town she called Greedy Guts. Another was a Halloween themed hotel she bought outside the city called The Wrong Room Hotel. Finally the Third was the large warehouse she acquired near the docks. The most interesting was her designs for the warehouse. She planned to convert it into a massive upper-class restaurant on the second and third levels with the bottom level being a cheap buffet. The cheap buffet was incredibly unhealthy much like her buffet Greedy Guts. It also gave huge discounts to return patrons, encouraging continuous return trips. The trick was of course that the upper-class levels could all see the buffet without the buffet being able to see any of the upper levels. This allowed the upper-class people to all view the fattening patrons on the lower levels. Video cameras allowed Evelyn to see all the fatties from her home. She needed someone to advertise for her new businesses and make sure they all had a growing supply of fattened patrons.Dalisay was from the Philippines and her family was all brought to America by her newly acquired wealth as an advertising specialist. She worked around the city mostly as an independent contractor. Her family was having trouble finding jobs till a new buffet opened up called Greedy Guts. The owner decided to not only hire her entire family, but to also legally help them become citizens. Dalisay was so grateful she had to meet this benevolent business owner. A few discussions later and Dalisay met with Evelyn and her legal officer Keisha. The size of her legal officer nearly made Dalisay’s head spin she had never in her life seen someone so large. Evelyn was perfectly dressed and clearly showed her upper-class position. Dalisay worked with her new business deals Evelyn usually had food around when they did. The treats left around their work areas were nearly impossible to resist and Dalisay ended up more often than not stuffed before she left. However great the deal there was only one person standing in Evelyn’s way, the new Mayor Lisa Cromwell. Lisa had a campaign of weight loss and gyms in the city to combat what she called the ‘Expanding Epidemic’. Her campaign ads where all over the city and many of the city folk all hated them. Mayor Lisa was known to have a strong support of the cities peoples. The only thing the people of the city wished was that Lisa dropped this silly exercise ad campaign. Something Evelyn was happy to discover and begin to plot a plan to exploit.The master plan as always began with Evelyn’s favorite means of manipulation good old fashioned blackmail. Mayor Lisa apparently has a few vices she keeps well hidden from the common masses of the people. One of those vices is a crippling addiction to chocolate of any kind. The second is very bribeable and took brides from several corporations to allow them to construct buildings in areas they are not legally allowed to. Both of these interested Evelyn greatly and she set about getting her plan in motion. The first half of her plan was to make sure a local chocolate shop she owned would be sending it richest most fattening chocolates to the Mayor’s house regularly. The second half of her plan involved setting up a meeting with the Mayor regularly to talk with her, and secretly take her to all the fattening restaurants in the city. Evelyn knew the Mayor would not eat the food at these places normally. So with careful choosing the restaurants all had incredibly well made chocolate desserts. Dalisay was brought along for all these ventures as well to get ideas for advertisements. The places they were to dine at all are owned by Evelyn thanks to Keisha’s hard work. Evelyn also wanted to bring Dalisay along because she was unhappy at how skinny and beautiful she was. Obviously Evelyn had to make sure Dalisay was far too fat to be compared to her. However Evelyn knew this would not make the Mayor as fat as she wanted her to be, drastic things would have to be done for that.As they traveled around visiting with the Mayor and learning her favorite places that Evelyn owned. Dalisay found herself increasingly forced to eat one large meal after another with Evelyn. She tried to resist all the eating at first for maybe a week she held out. However her expanding stomach and the appetite stimulants Evelyn was secretly putting in all her water changed things fast. Dalisay never ate such rich fattening foods before meeting Evelyn, and now she was gorging on them daily. The effect of her new lifestyle quickly began to catch up with her waistline. The long family heritage of Dalisay was almost all thin people. Her family was happy she was doing well and did not care at all about her weight. Dalisay herself however was very distraught at her expanding belly, which is where most of the weight seemed to be going. Her whole body got chubby really quickly, but it was her belly that took the most of the weight. Evelyn was very elated to see Dalisay getting chubby so quickly, however her main target was the Mayor. In that area however no seeming change seemed to occur at all yet. The Mayor frustratingly remained unaware of who kept sending her the chocolates. However Evelyn knew it would only be a matter of time before the chocolates started to breakdown the Mayor’s willpower. It was after Evelyn had a hint it was working she knew it was time to double up the chocolates and begin her second phase.“Lisa I feel like we are good friends now would you agree” Evelyn said placing a unlabeled rich chocolate on the table.The Mayor grabbed the chocolate and gobbled it up without much thought. “Of course...Evelyn...I enjoy our lunches” Lisa smiled while talking between bites of chocolate.“Oh good cause I would really hate to lose you as a friend for any reason” Evelyn said leaning in to whisper distance when she did.Mayor Lisa swallowed her chocolatea concerned expression on her face looking strangely at Evelyn “why do you say that?”Evelyn whispered “because I happened to have damning evidence on your illicit property deals in the docks and brides taken by several major corporations in the city I would hate for this to fall in the wrong hands” Evelyn said putting her hand on Lisa’s shoulder.*gulp* The mayor swallowed in fear looking at Evelyn with great apprehension. She knew her deals were not only damning they were mandatory prison time and a federal offense.“Now I can keep all this evidence under lock and key away from the public as long as it needs to but you are going to have to start listening to what I ask from now on” Evelyn continued whispering a devious smile on her face.Lisa simply nodded an expression of fear on her face as she looked into Evelyn’s cold eyes.“First order of business Mayor Lisa is to take down all those exercise posters around the entire city tomorrow” Evelyn said smiling her hand still firmly on Lisa’s shoulder. “Second order of business from now on you are going to eat real delicious food at everyone of our meetings from now on are we clear on those two” Evelyn said coldly.“Yes of course that is no problem” Lisa said fear in her voice.“Excellent” Evelyn lightened her grip slightly but not much “thirdly the people you sold the dock property too are members of several nasty gangs that have been using the building you sold them to smuggle drugs into the city” Evelyn lied adding to the blackmail. “So as a result of this you now have gang ties as well this may complicate your job a little so you will be staying with me as often as possible from now on clear” Evelyn once again tightened her grip slightly.Lisa could not get any more worried or afraid than she had been at that moment “yes Evelyn whatever you say!”Those words were always sweet music to Evelyn she paused talking for a brief moment to enjoy that phrase. “This campaign of working out is over now begins your campaign of all the foods in the city, literally every tasty bite of them all, and I do not ever want to hear any insubordination or many people in powerful places hear about all your problems Mayor” Evelyn let go of her shoulder and patted Lisa’s trim abs while saying that.Lisa said nothing else and just tried to process all of what just happened. Even if she went to the cops the gang Evelyn mentioned were literally everywhere. Running from them would be impossible let alone trying to explain to police when they own a warehouse in the city that is illegally zoned. Whatever feasts Evelyn gave her was better than getting messed up with that gang. Placing a hand on her firm abs something told Lisa this would be the last time she felt them so fit.Dalisay cursed to herself as she feebly attempted to button her size 8 pants. When this entire affair started Dalisay was a size 0, now however her bulging belly has forced her into a size 10. She was very unhappy and vowed to start working out after her meetings with Evelyn. However Evelyn was already aware of Dalisay’s plan and immediately had a counter to prevent her working out. Dalisay was given the task of redesigning all the signs and ads for Evelyn’s 11 businesses. The biggest change to this however was she had to do it at Evelyn’s house on Evelyn’s computer. Dalisay was forced to not only eat too much all day long at different restaurants. Additionally now she had to sit at Evelyn’s house that was snack filled while working. The snacks were more meals left in a buffet style served all day long for Keisha. Dalisay also noticed a lot of other very large women there as well including some that looked barely able to walk they were so fat. Dalisay sat quietly working trying to avoid all the fat women, but it did not last long. Eventually she could not take it anymore and began talking to them, while taking a break for another dinner. This chat and small talk did wonders for moral with all the other piggies Evelyn kept. It also subconsciously made Dalisay oblivious to her own fattening body even more. These new events plus Sarah helping Evelyn replace Dalisay’s clothes with larger ones. Ensured Dalisay was at least for a while unaware of her gaining form.Mayor Lisa was not taking the whole turn of events well after her meeting with Evelyn. When she got home she drank an entire bottle of wine. She then sat down on her couch and polished off two full boxes of rich decadent chocolates before passing out. The next day was not much better she could hardly focus on doing what she was told to do. Several times during the day the same chocolate company would drop off more chocolates at her office. Lisa was devouring chocolates and hiding in her office all day till it was time for lunch with Evelyn. When that time came around Evelyn with Dalisay would happily get the Mayor in a limo and take her to several restaurants. This horror of fattening feasts for Lisa and Dalisay happened for several hours daily. Lisa continued to try and workout after work, but with all the rich foods in her she quickly found it impossible to keep a decent pace. Her workouts fast became just walks and then nothing at all. The lack of exercise, now constant stream of rich chocolates, and drinking from all the stress quickly changed things for Lisa. Evelyn noticed all this and really began to increase her time with the Mayor. This also increased the time Dalisay was with them as well therefore making both women eat even more.It had been a long while since the Mayor had gone to the gym. She sat in her living room finishing her third box of chocolates before lunch. Being a weekend she did not have any obligations to the city simply obligations to Evelyn. Worriedly she sat there finishing off the box and drinking the last of her morning mocha. One of the things Evelyn made her do was enjoy four mochas everyday all of them made with heavy whipping cream and loads of sugar. This amongst the constant rich fattening feasts quickly caused the Major to go from fit to flabby. Her once fit frame of 137 lbs(61 kg) at 5’9”(176 cm) quickly became 235 lbs(106 kg). Her muscled arms quickly becoming soft losing definition. Her breasts went from a toned C cup to a flabby E cup. Her abs once a six pack where quickly buried under a thick roll of flab encasing her torso. Her toned thighs fast became blubbery. Her ass one tight and toned, became soft and jiggly. She however was not alone in her fattening Dalisay was also significantly fatter.Dalisay found that her figure since meeting Evelyn had gone from 115 lbs(52 kg) at 5’3”(161 cm) to 255 lbs(115 kg). Her small B cup breasts slowly expanded to C cup. Her flat stomach rapidly became a large singular fat roll, engulfing her lap nearly completely when she sat down. Her small legs fattened touching in the middle slightly. Her butt expanded slightly as well taking up more space as she sat down. The biggest change for Dalisay was her appetite she nearly constantly gorged herself now. Whereas before she only really ate when she needed to. Her massive bulging gut rapidly expanded to take up a lot of space when she sat down. It also always entered the room before she did when she walked through doorways. She had to waddle now simply became her gut bounced off her legs making walking uncomfortable when she was full. Thanks to Evelyn she was nearly always full.Evelyn was far from done however she insisted the mayor use her connections in the city. These connections gave Evelyn even more power and control throughout the city. Allowing her to spread her fattening crusade to nearly all aspects of the city. Even the poor areas of the city were flooded with buffets and fast food places on every corner. It was rapidly becoming clear to the Major that Evelyn was not going to stop till she was the only thin person in the city. Lisa tried to find some information on Evelyn somewhere to stop her from fattening the entire city, but it was more difficult than she imagined. Everytime she thought she had a lead on something Evelyn would discover it and punish her. Each of these more frequent punishments added more food and weight to the Major’s expanding frame. A few more months later and the Major looked nothing like someone who was once in shape, and looked more like someone who had no control around food.Lisa helplessly watched her figure expand even more as Evelyn enacted her food filled punishments. Her 235 lbs(106 kg) rapidly expanded to 385 lbs(174 kg). Her flabby arms became like large hams and jiggled constantly. Her large F cup breasts rapidly expanded to giant H cups. Her thick flab roll around her torso, became a massive ocean of several large rolls covering her lap. Her blubbery thighs rapidly touched all the way past her knees, hanging over her knees. Her ass now so large and blubbery she almost needed several chairs to sit. Dalisay however had it worse than the Major.Dalisay gorged herself helpless past 255 lbs(115 kg) and well into 407 lbs(184 kg). Her C cup breasts slowly became D cup. Her massive flabby singular fat roll quickly engulfed her legs entirely sitting or standing. Her thighs now touched nearly all the way to her knees. Her flabby fattened butt looked small compared to her fattening waist. Her waddling became very slow and labored as she was nearly constantly filled to her maximum.Evelyn did not stop however her determination to not only ruin the Major but rule the city becoming her singular focus. Through the Major she did terrible things most of which the Major got blamed for. Several laws and regulations involving fattening foods and food substances were completely removed from labels throughout the city. She stepped up her fattening game with the Major nearly twofold in the following months. The Major had no hope of will to resist Evelyn anymore her expanding bulk slowly owning her constant thought. Evelyn was nearing her contentment with the bulk Dalisay had acquired.The Major hopelessly watched as her figure was crammed to its maximum with fattening feast after fattening feast. Her 385 lbs(174 kg) became an astonishing 557 lbs(252 kg) rather rapidly. Her arms nearly completely hung over her elbows and jiggled constantly. Her giant H cup breasts rapidly became massive L cups. Her ocean of several rolls expanding from her torso rapidly covered her lap both standing and sitting. Her blubbery thighs pushing her legs apart making walking a slow waddle at best. Her ass now so large it took a bench or several chairs for her to comfortably sit down. Lisa found herself now significantly larger than Dalisay and criticized by her former supporters. Evelyn however fully supported the Major’s fattening habits.The public that is the city were quickly turning against Lisa her fattened form did not represent them they cried. Evelyn took this opportunity to run for Major during the next election her funding and supporters all under her control. The election results were a landslide in Evelyn’s favor. Her victory over Lisa was absolute and the city fully supported Evelyn now. Her power had just tripled perhaps even quadrupled. The possibilities of what she could do with all this power were swimming in Evelyn’s head. Think of all the people she could fatten all the beauty she could engorge with fat.