Chapter #5The Feedening by: Unknown "Bunnie wai--!" you try to say as Bunnie shoves a piece of cheesecake in your mouth to start the feeding. As soon as you swallow, Claire then feeds you a slice. You try to escape by flailing your slightly pudgy arms and legs underneath the girls' titanic bottoms and you realize that it is futile to try and escape. The girls only giggled at your escape attempts.
"Oh CJ, you will never escape." says one of the girls. "After all I do weigh over 280 pounds. Besides, you think I'm sexy, am I right CJ?" she gives you a wink and a belly pat.
You can only respond with chews and swallows as Claire, Bunnie, and the rest of the girls feed you. They feed you Bunnie's most fattening dishes. Triple triple burgers, double malted chocolate milkshakes by the gallon, giant eclairs the size of a log of fire wood, all of it went down the hatch. It all tasted so good... the flavors of the different foods oozed over your tongue, you kept eating even though you were starting to feel full.
"How do you like them CJ?" asks Bunnie, blushing a bit.
You can only respond with a nod as you are being fed and Bunnie seemed pleased with your answer.
"Yeah, these are my newest recipes. I used some special ingredients that I got from Abida, what a nice lady!" Bunnie explained.
Uh oh. You know Abida is a mysterious woman. She apparently has made Mrs. Masters gain a ton ever since she hired Abida. Only Abida knows what this food will do to you're ever fattening body. You start to become more and more worried that if you were ever going to escape, heck even walk again.
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As time went on and the food on the cart depleted, Claire walked over to you to see how you were "blossoming" into her perfect chubby hubby.
She looked into your worried eyes, grinning at you knowing you would soon be the size of her and beyond.
"Alright girls get off of his arms, I can handle this from here." Claire offered.
First she swung here enormous body onto the bed, and sat down on your lower body. The girls then got off, giving you no chance to escape their 300 pound bodies.She didn't crush you as much as you expected, you guess that here sponginess prevented her from crushing you, but still pinning you down.
"You like what you see CJ?" she asks you seductively. She gives her belly a jiggle and her whole body, jiggles with it, you have to admit... you kind of like it!
"Don't worry CJ, you'll be much bigger than even me, maybe even my mom" Claire reassures you and all the girls moaned with pleasure with that thought.
"Alright girls hand me the food now, I want to feed my sexy little boy" she demanded as club president.
They gave her food in both of her hands. She shoved the cakes and pies in your mouth, two at a time now! Your belly already expanded and swelled from all the feeding was not adjusted for this much food at a time. She expected a lot from her dare you say it "hubby", she fed you very quickly and you tired to keep up as best you could. This continues until all the food was gone.
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"There we go, last one!" Claire says with excitement. "For this course..."
You can only sit there, moaning. That was the most food you had ever eaten... ever! Your belly was now rock hard with all the food that was in there, which would soon turn into nice soft flab. You looked up and saw you'r belly protruded, you're worried if you grow at this rate, that you will soon be immobile. As soon as Claire said that, the girls as if they were trained (they probably were), started massaging your belly to reduce the pain of the fullness. Maybe getting to be fat wouldn't be that bad after all, maybe you should stop resisting and accept the fattening.
"Alright girls" says Claire "Now..." indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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