It was only thanks to one of her friends that she could do what she was going to do next. He was a Psychiatrist, who used a medicine to put people in a deep sleep, but left them able to answer questions, even do thinks he asks them to do. Of course, it was strictly for therapeutic use, but in this case, he was letting her use it on Lance as part of the Plan. She had ground a few of the pills in the food. She had done this before, so she knew how long to wait.
"Lance, Lance, I need you to do something to help me."
"Sure, Mom" he replied, still totally asleep.
"Come with me, here, take my hand." She guided Lance off the couch, which took a bit of effort on his part. Despite having his eyes half opened, he was still asllep, unaware of what was going on. She led him into the bathroom, where he simply stood there. She quickly took his shirt off, and he just let it happen. Same with the shoes and pants. Soon he was stripped to his underwear, his Mom looking at him.
"OK Lance, over here." She pulled him over to the scale. She hadn't weighed him in 2 months, and then he was 210. When he stepped on, it read 250. A 40 pound weight gain in 2 months! Wonderful! She was so proud of him. Because Lance was short for his age, the extra weight really showed, also.
"Looks like new clothes for you." she said.
She then pulled out a tape measure and measured around his stomach. She couldn't resist poking it a bit at the same time. He also had a good set of boy bosoms going. With those, it's no wonder he's mistaken for a girl, she thought. Well, that's OK, he won't have to deal with it for much longer.
" Stand over there, will you please, Juicy?"
Lance did as he asked. She pulled ot a digital camera and asked him to strike poses, all while taking pictures of him. All the poses were arranged to emphasize how meaty he was.
"Think you can get dressed?"
"Of course, then what?"
"Listen to me carefully, Lance. None of this happened, OK? As far as you're concerned, your'e asleep on the couch, OK?
"Sure"
"Couple more things. No matter what, you'll ignore any weight gain, OK? If someone mentions it, you don't hear it. As far as your'e concerned, you weigh the same you always do, OK?"
"Sure, Mom."
"And you'll never refuse food from me. That would make me sad, and you don't want that, do you?
"Oh, no, of course not"
She watched him get dressed, delighted in how hard it was for him to button his pants.
"Go lie down, and remember your promises"
Lance did as he was told. She watched her son go back to the couch and lie back down and fall back asleep, like nothing ever happened.
She went into her bedroom and closed the door. Lance would probably sleep for a couple of hours, but she didn't want to take the chance he might see this. She turned on her computer and logged on. She then logged on to the special site where her friends and her met. All of them were people interested in bizarre dining experiences. A couple of months ago, they had had a dinner of bats that was quite tasty. Before, it had been LLama. Raw monkey brains had been served once. Even Madagasgar cockroaches. Each person strived to outdo each other. The competition was friendly. No questions asked on how the members came by the items. However, it got to a point where, after so many years, people were running out of ideas.
When she had announced she was willing to offer up Lance for a meal, well, everyone had to admit that it was different. Even the most experienced members had to admit they had never had a teenage boy before. It was agreed that there was time needed to get him ready, though. He had to be ready by a set deadline.
She posted his current weight, next to his old one, along with his belly size. Next went the pictures she had taken of Lance. She had done this in month by month cycle, so they could track his progress. They all offered help, and as mentioned, the Psychatrist was a huge help.
She may even have to rein in his progress a bit. After all, she didn't want him to get too fat. Then you lose the taste. But how much was too much?
Next month's meeting was the deadline.
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