Jake
looked around the room. It was
perfect. Perfectly furnished, perfect
sized, just perfect for his needs. Now
all he needed was to obtain the perfect occupant. Jake had fantasized for years about
kidnapping a young beautiful girl and fattening her up. With his recent coming into wealth, he wanted
to make it a reality. He had an
underground facility built under his spacious home. This facility was larger
and more lavish than many people’s home.
His home was several hundred acres of land and miles and miles from
anywhere. All the preparations were made, it was time to get the perfect
girl. He had been watching her for
several months. She was a beautiful 20-year-old student at the local college in
the nearest town. Though she was
breathtaking with her shapely figure, green eyes, and long curly auburn hair,
she would be even more beautiful with the extra 200 or 300 pounds he would pack
on her.
Jake followed her from her part time
job. As she was about to get into her
car, he jumped out and used ether to subdue her while he dragged her in the
van. His plan was starting to come
together. He continued to plan as he
turned the van around and began the long drive home.
Shelly awoke groggily. She barely remembered what had happened. Slowly it came back to her that she had been
abducted. She tried to move but she was
tied to a chair. Her mouth was taped
shut too. She began to struggle.
“No need to struggle.” Said a
voice. Shelly looked over to see a
large, muscular man speaking to her. I
will untie you and take the tape off of your mouth soon. I just want your attention to explain what is
going on. The tape and restraints are
really unnecessary as no one can hear you or will ever find you. You can’t escape, and if you ever should, you
would starve to death or freeze to death before you ever found your way back to
a town. Shelly began to cry. “Don’t cry.”
Jake cooed. “I am not going to
hurt you, I am going to make you more beautiful than ever.” Shelly looked confused. “You are going to spend all of your time from
now on eating and getting fatter and fatter, until I decide you are fat enough.
Do you understand?” Jake asked as he leaned over and pulled the tape off of
Shelly’s mouth. Shelly began pleading.
“Oh no please. I gain weight so easily,
I have to work so hard to keep fit.”
Jake chuckled, “Well, sweetie, you don’t have to work any more.”
Behind Jake was a large table filled
with fattening dishes. Creamy soups,
cheese dips, Mexican dishes smothered in guacamole and sour cream, pizza, and
many sinful desserts. “I hope you are
hungry.” Jake said as he began to stuff Shelly.
He stuffed Shelly for hours, through her tears and begging. When he thought she couldn’t take any more,
he began to massage her bulging tummy.
“I just can’t wait, he told her.
Your body is going to change so much.”
Shelly drifted off to sleep hoping she would awake safe in her dorm
room.
Shelly awoke, but she was certainly
not in her dorm room. Jake stood before
her. “Good morning beautiful, ready to have
more fun?” Shelly tried to get up, but
her belly was still bloated from the forced gluttony of the night before. Behind Jake she saw that the table was filled
with sausage, bacon, eggs, and ham, smothered in cheese sauce and gravy. There were several boxes of doughnuts as
well.
The feeding went on for six
months. Jake spent most of the day
preparing food and feeding Shelly.
Shelly had learned that her crying and pleading fell on deaf ears, and
saved it for when she was on the verge of pain from overeating. Jake managed to put 150 pounds on Shelly,
bringing her weight up to about 270.
When Shelly had gained her 150th pound, Jake had a little
“celebration party.” On top of her usual
gorge, he brought out a chocolate cake. He forced most of it down her mouth,
only stopping when her silly tears began.
He brought out his tape measure to measure his little piggy. After charting her gain, he began to massage
her stuffed tummy. “You have gotten so
fat,” he said as he rubbed her belly.
“Look how your body has changed.
Your waist has disappeared under these soft rolls of flab. You have gotten so flabby so fast, look at
these thick stretch marks on your tummy.
Your slim little hips have really spread, too. Did you have any idea that those muscled, tone
thighs would get so fat? I love all that
cellulite. Remember those perky, firm breasts? Boy they have changed. They are
bloated and saggy now, with those nipples pointing down. That pretty little
face of yours is so round now. Those big
chubby cheeks, that double chin, so beautiful. Oh, yes, I have a little present
for you.” Jake brought out a string
bikini. “ I know how you college girls love to show off your figure." Tears were rolling down Shelly’s face as she
struggled into the scraps of material.
Another 6 months passed and Shelly’s
weight shot up to 420. Jake was
delighted. He could really tell a
difference in how easily Shelly gained when he added the shakes. Three times a day he would funnel weight gain
shakes into Shelly. The weight gain
shakes made with cream, really helped blimp her up. He loved to taunt her while stuffing food in
her chubby face or while rubbing her growing paunch. “Shelly, you are so very, very fat now, no,
you are obese. “Look at this huge tummy,
it is drooping between your legs. Oh,
silly me, I forgot you can’t look down for all those chins.” Shelly cried a great deal as her weight was
heading for 500 lbs. “What’s the matter,
sweetie?” Jake would ask as he feigned concern
“I can’t believe I am so fat. How
fat are you going to make me? This is my
worst nightmare come true. I always
worked so hard not to gain weight.” Shelly would sob. Jake would answer with an éclair in her
mouth. “But you are so beautiful now,
you are going to get even more beautiful. Besides, you know your metabolism is ruined
now. Even if you did diet, you would
have to diet and exercise continuously and probably never get under 300 pounds. “You should just enjoy eating.” He would
croon as he held up the next pastry.
Fortunately for Jake, Shelly’s 22nd
birthday and her reaching the weight of 500 pounds came around the same
time. Shelly had two large cakes to
celebrate. After Jake had finished
gorging Shelly with the two cakes, Shelly lay back on the bed moaning and
breathing hard while she tried to rub her distended belly, which by now she
could not reach much of. Jake came over
and began rubbing her tummy and breasts. “Let me help, chubby.” “I was not sure what to get you for your
birthday. I began to think what you
would be doing if you weren’t here.
Maybe dating, going to school, cheerleading, worrying about the
“freshman 15”” I think you gain the “Freshman 15 in each breast per week,” Jake
laughed. So I got you this, put it on”
Shelly struggled to get up and look in the bag.
In it was an enormous, custom made cheerleader outfit. Jake loved it. Her massive belly roll completely covered the
front of the little pleated skirt. Her
wide hips made the little pleats stretch out.
The halter-top barely covered her heavy, sagging breasts. “Come on baby, give me a cheer. Oh, I forgot,
you can barely walk, let alone cheer.”
At 500 pounds, Shelly’s mobility was
becoming hampered. The next 75 pounds
confined her to the bed. Jake was
delighted as he watched Shelly struggle to sit up and get out of bed, then
collapse, exhausted in a failed heap. He
wheeled up the tables of food and told Shelly “Now the fun really starts.”
I found this story on my old computer Hard Drive it was originally posted on Wren-spot.com which is now gone and most of these stories no longer exist so I thought I would bring back the originals.
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