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Another twisted tail from my demented mind. much more of a body horror story. you really don't see those any more. meh enjoy or be horrified Sarah is a curvy bluenette and she signed up for the spooky season at the local Circus Freak Show haunted house. Sarah was eager to make some pocket change this season and was really curious about what it was like to work in the haunted house. Sarah killed the interview easy and now was back for orientation. Sarah was led down a long dark hall by Luna a dark haired clown in a french maid costume, and taken to a large room. Once There she saw a banner of the circus fat lady Called "fat Mary." Luna Showed Sarah to the set. Luna explained "So the way this works is. I'm gonna play the roll of the circus owner or the master of games! Now the Circus fat lady is the physical embodiment of Gluttony! In fact each freak show attraction has there own sin theme attached to it. I will introduce you and then the stage hands will shine a spot light on you

It was a beautiful Halloween night and although most were out trick or treating; Valerie lounged at home on her couch. It had been a few weeks of her dating her college crush, and although they were close, Her girlfriend Katie didn’t know everything about her, like her MASSIVE love for bellies. One of the most memorable aspects of Katie was her cute chubby belly. Katie of coarse was oblivious to all this, but she loved that her ‘flaws’ didn’t bother Valerie. As Valerie relaxed at home, Katie was out picking up some food for them to eat for the evening. Little did Valerie know, that Katie was starting to figure things out on her own and wanted to test her theory tonight by purchasing A LOT of fast food. She had gotten, 5 Big Meals, 10 Large Chocolate Shakes, 10 Large Fries, 2 Triple Stack Double Cheese Layer Burgers, 6 2-liters of soda, 12 Burritos, 12 cookies, 3 Large Cakes, 2 big Tubs of Ice Cream, and of coarse, Candy and a lot of it. Not for the kids though~ Her plan was to bring it home and start gorging herself to see how Valerie would react, and she was soon to find out, that she was correct. Valerie was about to send another text to Katie but there was suddenly a knock at the door. When Valerie opened the door, her face went a little pink as it usually did when she’d see Katie’s belly out on display. She didn’t often have it out, but when she did, Valerie would just about pass out. Her belly wasn’t always so fluffy, but since living with Valerie it had grown slightly. Her jeans used to be a bit loose and now they fit her quite snuggly, some of her belly overflowing it’s sides but not by a lot. Her navel was like a perfect sphere that dipped in quite deep and very beautifully complimented her plushy tummy. When she returned back to reality she realized she had been standing there for a few seconds just looking down at her girlfriends belly and blushed a bit more. “H-hey Katie, so how was the shopping?” She asked but seeing how much food she had purchased both confused her and excited her. Could she maybe finesse Katie into eating more food than normal or perhaps see her belly grow a little bigger. “It was great, I got so much for me to eat, I mean for us to eat” she giggled at her intentional mistake. “Yeah I can see that” Valerie laughed in too. And they both brought the food into the kitchen. Katie reached and grabbed one of her sodas from the tray of drinks. Slurping up the fizzy carbonated beverage, burning her throat a little as it traveled down into her belly, soon returned by a cute but unladylike belch and a small “excuse me~” even though she knew neither of them really cared. “So how has your night been? Anything good on TV?” Katie asked while drinking more of her soda. Unknowingly her belly pushing up against the counter top. Although her belly was very secure in her yoga pants, the loose fabric made it easy for her belly to squish into things unlike her jeans where it wasn’t as noticeable. “Yeah a few shows, I finally finished Humans and now I’m starting on The Talking Meds, it’s basically about People who were medicated in a dystopian society, but once they stopped taking their pills they realized it was all a lie, it’s really good!” Valerie explained with joy. Which Katie always found cute. “Well when I get the time I’ll see” she smiled gulping down the soda, since by inch until it was completely gone with a raspy slurp signifying that She had finished it off. She threw away the cup as a very deep burp escaped her soft lips. “Woo, sorry~” she giggled with a blush. Valerie just smiled loving it, loving all of this. She never would have thought that someday she’d be with Katie but somehow she pulled it off and the effort definitely paid off. Before Valerie could grab hold of a burger, Katie swiped it and began to eat it. She wasn’t very gentle about it either. She was absolutely devouring it like it was the last burger on earth. The constant munching and gulping after each big bite started to really get Valerie going. The idea of watching a movie tonight went out the window, this was better than any movie she could find and before she knew it, the entire bigger was gone. All that was left was some on Katie’s lips that she licked off and licked her fingers promptly thereafter. “Mmm, nothing beats MickeyD’s” she smiled and reached for another burger eagerly. Valerie was in awe but she too was a little hungry and when she reached for one of the bigger burgers, Katie grabbed her wrist and moved it over to one of the smaller ones, followed by a wink. Valerie’s heart began to race. ‘Did she know? No, how could she she possibly know?’ She wondered to herself as she watched Katie finish off the bigger burger just as fast as the one before. “You didn’t think I was gonna let you hog all the food did you?” She smirked. “A girls gotta eat” she said and she stuffed a big handful of fries into her mouth. Valerie had no words, she took the smaller burger and began to eat it, still watching Katie eat however. One large fry down and a several more to go. As Katie set the empty fry box aside, Valerie noticed her belly looking a little bloated now, or at least a little bigger than it did before. Katie grabbed another soda cup and made her way to the dining table where she relaxed happily in her chair, Valerie followed and sat across from her. Valerie at her burger, enjoying its flavors but not nearly as much as Katie seemed to. She chugged her soda down, constant gulping was heard as well as gentle sloshes from Katies belly, the sloshes were what really caught Valerie off guard and her gears were really turning now. As her heart raced so fast now and her breathing a little heavier now. Katie finished off this soda too with a very large deep bubbly belch and a sigh. “Mmm~” she placed a hand on her belly. “Sooo, what’s next” Katie said aloud but more said to herself than to Valerie. She reached forward and grabbed another box of fries and ate them, one after another the box slowly emptied. And she drank more of her soda. Then grabbed one of the cookies. It was rich in flavor and the texture was smooth, it practically melts in your mouth. Before she knew it, she was eating 2 more then 3 more, then 6 more… and all 12 were gone. She licked her fingers as her belly made a rumbling sound deep within. “Sounds like I need more food in me” she giggled. “A-are you sure you sh-should be eating that much?” Valerie said nervously as her face was now very pink, this was like a dream come true that she would love to never wake up from. “Is it a bad thing? I’m hungry” Katie said as if she didn’t just eat a family sized meal and then some. “No no, it’s okay, I just never see you eating th-that much” Katie grinned. “Hey what if I ate all of this tonight? You think I could?” She leaned in a little giving a very seductive look Valerie’s way. “Y-y-yes, definitely, if you um-“ she gulped nervously. “Okay~” was all she said before sitting back and stuffing a burger in her mouth, chowing down on it and eating it like a wild animal, and then another and another. Valerie just watched as she saw Katie’s belly literally grow by inches. It noticeably stuck out farther and now pushed up against the table she sat by, her belly was completely out on display and only growing bigger by the seconds. Soon the burgers were cleared and the fries went next, she began to drink the mostly melted milkshakes quickly. Meanwhile Valerie had just then finished her burger, and was full already, not that she’d even want to eat more, the less food she’d have meant more food for Katie. Two shakes down and her pace was beginning to slow. Her belly now overflowing her yoga pants and squishing up on top of the dining table. “Hey do you think you could um.. rub my-“ before she could finish, Valerie was already there. “YES! I mean, yeah sure” she hesitantly placed her hands on her belly. This was the first time she had ever touched her belly, or any belly for that matter. Her skin was smooth and her belly was soft, a bit too soft, her fingers sinking into its softness. It was like a huge jiggly fat water bed of lard. It was better than she could have ever imagined. Katie smiled looking up at her. “You like big girls don’t you?” She grinned devilishly causing Valerie to light up. “I-I-I… y-yeah, I really love big girls” she finally said, accepting defeat. “Well good, now as your girlfriend, it is your sworn duty to keep me happy yeah? Now go feed me something!” She demanded and as if on que, her belly rumbled. She wasn’t sure if it was out of hunger or fullness, how could she possibly still want more! “O-okay” she smiled happily and looked at the rest of the food. Picking up the ice cream she brought them to Katie. At this point they both melted and Katie easily drank both of the big tubs, swelling out her belly exponentially. Her belly was absolutely huge, about 3-4 times larger than it had began with. And all of a sudden the chair she sat on, gave up and it collapsed under her, causing her to crash down to the floor with a thud. Her ass was like a soft padding so it wasn’t all bad. The disturbance however caused her belly to grumble and a huge burp to pass her lips. Several seconds later it ended, giving more room to continue, and so, she did. Soon enough all the ice cream was gone and the rest of the shakes were gone just as quickly, only expanding her belly larger as she lay on the ground. Next were the burgers which she swallowed practically all at once, each gulp deep and forceful, until all 12 were gone. Katie looked at her enormous belly and wondered if it was actually a good idea to have eaten this much, but she had some left. Valerie grabbed the cake and fed her forkful after forkful, until Katie decided to just grab handfuls and eat it like a pig. Which just so happened to be much much faster. And just like that all that remained was several liters of soda. “Oh gawd, I don’t think I can drink that much soda, maybe an hour or ago but-“ her belly growled feeling more than beyond overstuffed. “-I got to finish…” Before Valerie could intervene, Katie popped open a bottle and began to chug, closing her eyes. One hand holding the bottle and the other on her belly. Valerie massaged her overfilled waterbed girlfriend, with so much inside it was a miracle she was still so soft. It was almost like food would just instantly turn to fat. Valeries hands sink in a few inches into her softness and it was pure ecstasy. After a few moments, Katie finished off the 2 liter, beginning on the second was a bit more of a challenge. As her belly grew larger and larger. Escaping the reach of her fingers, she would no longer be able to touch her belly button anymore with how big her belly was becoming. Soon enough the 2 liter was gone followed by the 3rd, 4th, and 5th. Finally on the final 2 liter of soda. Her belly was almost bigger than she was and it seemed to just keep growing bigger and fatter even after her not eating anymore. Her body trying to digest the thousands of calories she had just consumed in less than 3 hours. Valerie on the other hand had drank the other 2 large sodas from the previous meals, knowing Katie would probably not be able to drink them, she was right… Katie gulped and gulped until the very last drop and lay there feeling exhausted. Her hand fell limp to the ground and the large 2 liter bottle rolled out of her hand, empty. “Oh my gawd! Katie, you fucking did it!” Valerie said, literally hugging Katie’s belly. She smiled feeling so loved when her belly growled and rumbled and an enormous belch blasted out of her. It came from her very core, incredibly deep and powerful, bubbly and airy, it went on and on, followed by several equally as powerful deep burps. Her belly inflated a bit but not by too much. “Ahhh, that was a relief, I feel so much better now.” Katie smiled and looked towards Valerie, seeing her in pure euphoria, redder than a tomato. She hugged her belly again, only causing her to burp a little more. “I love you Katie” she kissing her belly lovingly. “Well I thought it was something you might like, and I love you too so I thought why not” her belly gurgled. “Well… I guess there’s a few reasons why not eheh” Valerie smiled and kissed Katie’s lips passionately. “It’s okay, you know I love you no matter what” Katie smiled and lay there feeling super heavy. “I don’t think I’ll be able to get up for a little while now, mind if we sleep here” “Sure, I’ll go get some blankets” Valerie left and came back with pillows and blankets, getting all snuggly with her. “Hey, it is Halloween, you still got that candy?” Katie grinned causing Valerie to blush again. “After all those burps I think I’ve got some more room~” Valerie kissed her passionately and she took off to the kitchen to grab the jumbo bag of candy. Katie ripped into it and devoured all of them viciously, wrappers and all. She smirked, kissed Valerie goodnight and cuddled her as she quickly fell asleep in her arms. “Goodnight” Valerie said softly, kissing her cheek as she slept soon after. 😜 Happy Halloween Everyone 🎃

[[Content includes feederism elements, force feeding, rapid weight gain, extreme weight gain, excessive fat, and strange aliens]] Luke woke up that morning before the sun had even risen, did his warm up exercises, showered, then ate a breakfast of egg whites and whole grain toast and watched the early morning news. There were reports of strange weather patterns all across Europe and Asia, thick purple clouds gathering over cities that baffled meteorologists. Luke did not pay it any real mind, turning off the tv. Then he put on his jacket and jogged the 10 miles to the gym. Luke’s workout was intense, it always was, and he spent much of it doing crunches and other core workouts. When he was ready to cool down, he got onto a stationary bike to pedal a couple miles and wind down. Even with the jog over to the gym and his lengthy workout, it was still before 7am, and he had another hour before his shift. Since he worked at the supermarket next door, he was not too concerned, he just

(This story contains stuffing, force feeding, and some burping. Also, sexual scenarios and a bit of profanity, I guess. If that’s not your cup of tea, nobody’s forcing you to be here! For the rest of you, please enjoy!) “Oh my god. That was a lot,” she groans, settling into the driver’s seat. “Even for me! You sure know how to treat a lady.” She grabs onto your hand and gives it a quick squeeze before turning the key in the ignition. “Happy anniversary, baby,” you say in response, softly caressing her thigh. “I know how much you love all-you-can-eat sushi!” “More like how I can’t control myself around it… ugh.” You lean over to kiss her cheek, and she turns to you and smiles. She looks absolutely gorgeous tonight. Her resplendent brown hair is curled to perfection, falling down to her shoulders in a sparkling cascade. She’s wearing her favorite puffy jacket since it’s chilly outside, but as the car’s warm air starts to blast, she unzips it to reveal a short black dress. A chic, thin belt adorns her waist, complete with an ornate buckle that sits an inch or so above her navel. She leans in to kiss your lips, and you can feel a warm sweetness lingering in her breath. She wants you. You reach across her for the seatbelt. “Better buckle up for safety,” you say with a smirk. As you bring it across her waist, your fingertips softly drag across her stomach. “You’re so predictable,” she replies with a playful eye roll, “always making moves to touch my tummy.” “Hey,” you retort, “I’m just lucky to have somebody who likes what I like!” “Couldn’t agree more, babe. I love you.” “I love you too, cutie. Let’s roll.” Finding a hot girl who wanted to be your feedee has been, without a doubt, one of the greatest things to ever happen to you. It’s a genuine dream come true.  She pulls out of the parking lot and onto the main stretch of road. As you approach the first stop light, you can’t take your eyes off her. She notices. “What?” she half-asks and half-laughs, a grin on her face and a twinkle in her eye. “You just look so beautiful tonight.” “Oh, stop,” she guffaws, waving her hand in a dismissive gesture. “Not happening!” The light changes from red to green. “I have to focus on driving! Don’t go distracting me, you goof.” You let her be for a little bit… but you can feel your desire to touch her becoming impossible to ignore. Finally, you slide your hand between her back and the car seat, caressing just above her hips. Your fingers ever so slowly find their way beneath her jacket, and she lets out a contented sigh as your hand traces along the small of her back. Your touch becomes a little bit more firm, and you can feel her posture adjust. She’s sucking in. “You know what I’m thinking right now?” you ask. “I bet I do.” “If you’re sucking in-” you reach around her front with your free hand, “-you’ve still got plenty of room.” The palm of your hand settles on her upper stomach, and your fingertips gently skim across the fabric of her dress. “Guilty as charged,” she replies. Her waist relaxes, and before your very eyes, the belt starts to dig into her tummy, tightening as the resistance behind it is finally allowed to build. She’s rounder now; a lovely little food baby. Your fingers trace lazy circles over the surface of her belly, firm but still somewhat squishy. She rocks her hips, her coat rustling against the carseat as she gets more comfortable, settling into your loving hands. Her breathing gets a little bit heavier, causing her gut to gently heave. During deeper breaths, you can see how tightly the belt digs into her waist. She’s so fucking hot. With your left hand on her back and your right hand rubbing her sushi food baby, you start to apply a bit more pressure. She can feel your enthusiasm. “Come on, baby, don’t get carried away. We have all night! Besides-” the next words were a sultry murmur… “-I know that you’re not even close to finished feeding me.” “What if I don’t want to wait?” You whisper back, words dripping with fervent desire. She raises an eyebrow. “Baby, we’re driving home. It’s gonna have to wait!” “Oh, really?” You reach around the back of your seat to a compact cooler that you stowed away before dinner, pulling out a two-liter bottle of Cherry Coke; her favorite. “I think you’ll finish this before we get to our destination.” Both of your hearts flutter. You’ve been fantasizing about forcing her to drink a two-liter for a long time now. She knows that the thought of it drives you crazy. “In the car? Like this?” She acts like she’s protesting, but it’s all for show. “What if I don’t finish? We’re ten minutes away, and I’m so stuffed after dinner, baby,” she pouts. “If you don’t finish in time, you’ll be drinking four liters as soon as we get home, and that’ll just be the start of it!” “I couldn’t possibly do it… you’ve already made me soooo full…” she twists her waist from side to side, brushing her stuffed belly against your hand. Her cheeks have taken on a rosy flush, and her breath is growing even hotter and heavier. “Do you want me to pop like a balloon girl right here in the car? Is that what you want?” she playfully moans. “Better get ready, because as soon as we pull onto the highway, we’re getting started!” The turn is coming up. You twist the cap, feeling the clicks as it comes undone in your hands. She starts to merge and speed up, taking a deep breath. The fizz cuts the atmosphere with a sudden hiss. Your hearts are pounding louder than ever. “Baby, please-” You press the open bottle to her lips. A sudden rush of pop pushes its way into her mouth, and her flushed cheeks begin to puff up as they fill with the drink. “Mmmnn!” she protests, doing her best to focus on the road in front of her. A stream of Coke escapes the corner of her mouth, carrying some of her dark red lipstick as it rolls down her chin, across her collarbone, and eventually flows into the valley of her splendid, perky breasts. You watch her neck and chest heave as she begins to gulp greedily. She’s doing ok… but she’ll have to work faster if she wants to finish on time. You start to pant with unbridled thrill and desire; it’s time to pump her full. The rush causes you to lift the bottle higher, upping the flow. “Hmmmn, mmmmm!!” she exclaims, eyes widening and cheeks getting fuller. “Come on, be good and drink it down. You’re not gonna make it at this rate, balloon girl!” She starts to take bigger swallows to keep up with the fizzy drink pouring into her throat. One of her hands has moved off the steering wheel and now rests on the side of her belly. It was almost imperceptible at first, but now, you can see that it’s slowly growing; swelling and rounding out as the sweet soda is mercilessly funneled into her mouth. Gulp. Gulp. Gulp. You pick at the ornate belt buckle with your finger and thumb, twisting, turning, and pulling. It’s starting to lose its flexibility. You watch as the brown leather of the belt starts to become more and more strained, fading into an ocean of black as her waistline continues to stretch from the forced feeding. She squirms in her seat, trying to stop swallowing for a moment to inhale through her nose. A mouthful of Cherry Coke gushes out of her pursed lips as she furrows her brow at you, giving you a pleading look. “If you fail to swallow any of it, I’ll make sure that you make up for it later!” you say in response. “Mmmmphh…” she groans, tapping your thigh multiple times. That’s the cue that she needs a break. As you lift the bottle away from her lips, she takes a deep breath, but her first exhale is interrupted by a short, sharp burp. “Ohhhh… I need a minute, baby. I’m getting- urp -so fucking full. I can still feel the pressure building…” You press your hand into her upper stomach, and she lets out a fierce belch. “Can’t we stop here? You can fill me up all you like at home.” “Come on, we’re only a quarter of the way through, love! How long is this break gonna last? You know there’s much more in store for you if you can’t pull it off,” you reply callously. You’re not usually this nasty about it, but something about tonight makes you want to be especially forceful. “This time, I’m not taking the bottle away from your lips until you’ve had twice as much. Be a good girl and drink!” “Y-yes baby,” she replies, biting her bottom lip. Oh my god, she loves it. She takes it back in her mouth willingly, gulping more desperately and quickly this time. You rest one hand on her tummy; you absolutely must feel the way that she swells up. Time to talk dirty. You lean in close to her ear- close enough for your breath to raise the hair on her neck and give her goosebumps. “Can you feel the way that the drink mixes with the rice inside of you? Absorbing into all that grain… I’m sure that by now, your dinner is even bigger than it was when we got in the car. Isn’t that right?” She moans weakly as a reply. “Better not slow down, though. If you do, I’ll really make you feel like you’re going to explode. I’ll cuff you to the bed, arms and legs…” “Mmph…” She glances into your eyes for a moment, and a shiver runs down her spine. Her legs quiver for a moment. You know that she’s wet as fuck. “That’s when I’m gonna put a funnel in between those pretty, dark red lips.” “Gluph…. Gulph… gulp…. Mmhmmm…” She wants to hear more. “I’ll dress you in one of your work button-downs. Maybe put you in one of those little pencil skirts that you like so much… yeah. That’s when I’m gonna start pouring gallons on gallons of milkshake down your throat. I’ll watch as you helplessly get fuller… and fuller… and fuller still. It will be my pleasure and privilege to watch you bust every single button on that shirt. You like that, you slut?” “MMMPH!” You notice that her hand starts to wander down to her between her legs. “Pop… pop… pop. One by one, they’ll come undone, revealing your soft skin- begging to be touched, begging to be kissed, begging to be rubbed as you start to look six, then seven, then eight weeks pregnant. Even then, I won’t stop. I’ll just keep force feeding you, making you drink as much as I please, until finally…” her belt buckle gives into the pressure of her expanding belly, blasting open with a distinct click. “Well, that’s when you’ll bust right out of that little pencil skirt.” With that, you lift the bottle away from her lips a second time. This time, before she can even try to breathe, she lets loose an earth-shattering belch. “Ohhhhhh…. You’re gonna make me explode, baby…” “Well,” you say, “that’s only if you don’t finish what’s left of this.” Even without the Coke rushing down her greedy throat, you can still feel her stomach noisily filling up with carbonation. The swelling is not slowing down. The fabric of the dress has tightened enough to see the outline of her deep innie belly button, punctuated with a silver piercing. Even sitting all the way back in the carseat, her tummy is mere inches away from touching the steering wheel by now. Once again, you fit your left hand in the small of her back and place your right hand squarely on her overfull belly. This time, there is no belt to restrict your movements. You rub the tight, dark globe all over, leaning in hard with both hands while dipping your fingers into her taut navel. In between sparkling little carbonated burps, she moans softly, lifting up her dress to completely expose her tight, enormously swollen gut. The moonlight coming through the car window allows you to get an excellent look at it. “Look what you’re doing to me, babe… and I’m not even done drinking yet!” Aside from jutting out in the front, her belly has started to fill out rather exquisitely on both sides. Round is an understatement. It’s on its way to looking like she swallowed a beach ball. “I wonder,” she croons with a sultry whisper, “if you can turn my innie into an outie tonight.” With only a quarter of the two-liter left and minutes to go, you say in response: “Let’s find out.” (I may do a part two depending on how well this story is received! Let me know if you’d be interested!)

Celina has long Black hair she had rather small breasts but her thighs were quite thick.Celina was a witch most of her town did trust her her healing ointments always helped out. She always wore a blue dress with gold lining. Many of the townsfolk wanted her out though as they thought witchcraft was evil. Eventually causing her to be locked up inside her own home. After a week or so her food was running low but she tried something she brewed a potion that could make calories last 3 times longer after she was done the pink bottle sat there she took a sip it tasted good she ate a apple and felt full she thought "wow I can't believe this"she ate a bit more than went to bed the next morning she put on some pajamas as who would care about her dress now? She rubbed her thighs were they a bit thicker? No they couldn't she looked in the mirror and she realized she had. Oh well she thought it's just a pound or two yeah yeah she didn't care though. Today she snuck out to buy groceries when she returned she ate a large meal al for the first time in long time afterwards she drank some potion more than before this time almost instantly she felt more pudge. She murmured wow it's more potent than I thought she weighted herself one week ago 123 lbs today 132 lbs she thought well a little extra padding never hurt anyone over eventually she decided to get more food this time getting more junk than before she binged heavily to fill the void that helping the town left behind. 2 months later her gigantic frame lumbered out of bed her wool pj's about to burst and her white t-shirt about to burst. Her thighs were massive her belly was in second followed by her still small breasts she sighed "another day time for more eating " her breakfast was a shot of the potion a glass of oj 3 eggs lots of bacon and toast. She could barely fit out the door so she almost never went out and when she did it was to get more food. But one day she looked at her potion she looked at the recipe she modified it after brewing it she took a drink 50 pounds piled on she felt strange almost as if she wanted this for the past few months she just tolerated it but now she wanted it. She brewed lots more she drank a bottle and 100 pounds piled on. But one day she woke up and couldn't move she was immobile!! She always had potion next to her bed incase of this she drank and drank until her walls burst when the town saw her they thought that it wasn't her but it was and her potion eventually spread and now she is a queen of the land weighing in at over 10000 tons of pure fat

Asmodeus might not have been the true king of hell, but damn did he feel like it some days. Sure, he was a Lord, one of the most powerful demons in the whole realm, but days like this really made him feel like he was truly on top of the underworld. Although he had been alive for thousands of years, the past 15 years had been the best in eons, and all thanks to the certain “little” imp who stole his heart. Fizzaroli, his longtime partner and now husband, had been the biggest light in the Lord of Lust’s life, and today was the perfect opportunity to let the imp know how much he was truly loved. Today was their 5th anniversary and Ozzie was determined to make his lover feel like a king too. Ozzie had already been up for several hours now preparing for their romantic evening together, but he knew that Fizz had probably not even gotten out of bed yet. He chuckled to himself, remembering the days when Fizz would be up at the crack of dawn, waking him up with an air horn. But ever since Fizz was strictly “employed” by only him, he rarely was ever awake before 10 am. Afterall, his only official job was being the emcee for Ozzie’s club, so why should he rush to get ready for work when it was only a few flights of stairs away? Ozzie knew he was always a little lazy and that was fine with him. He deserved to be after all he had been through in his short life. Ozzie made sure to have the servants keep Fizz occupied at least until noon so that he could finish the night’s preparations. He had closed the club for the night, keeping the place completely private for the two of them. He wanted tonight to be special for Fizz and wanted him entirely to himself for the evening. Five years of marriage is a milestone for any couple, even humans, but especially for them due to their mixed class/species relationship. Most of the time, demons of mixed classes only had short flings together, and marriage was rarely ever on the table. It was unheard of for a Lord to marry any being below a sinner (aka Lucifer). But for the Lord of Lust, who formerly used to stick his dick in anything that moved, to not only be in a committed relationship for over a decade and a half, but for that partner to be an imp was almost unbelievable. Ozzie himself never thought he’d even be in a relationship for longer than a couple years, let along agreeing to eternal monogamy with anyone, so this milestone really meant a lot to him. He even had a special gift for Fizz tonight that had been in the works for many years now. Before he knew it, it was well past noon and Ozzie was already missing his love. His crew had the rest of the decorating and dining preparations covered for tonight. He trusted his subjects and knew they’d pull through. He made one last quick visit to the chef to remind him to make a couple extra desserts, just in case Fizz’s sweet tooth got the best of him tonight, and made his way to the penthouse elevator. He entered their private quarters and was greeted by one of the most beautiful sights in the world in his eyes: Fizz just being his normal goofy self and playing with their quieves on the floor. A big smile was painted his face before shutting the door, alerting all 6 little critters and his husband that he returned. The little critters ran over to their papa, barking like crazy and jumping at his legs to get some attention. “Hey little buddies!” He cooed at their pets, giving each one a pet on the head before turning his attention back to Fizz, who still sat on the floor, giving attention to Precious, his favorite of the quieves. This little pup had always been far more attached to Fizz than Ozzie and both men knew it was because Fizz always gave her special attention due to her disabilities. She was in a wheelchair and partially blind, so why wouldn’t he spoil her just a bit more than the rest? Plus, he could unfortunately really relate to her situation, having artificial legs and all. “Good morning, dear,” Ozzie hummed, walking over to his husband, the rest of the pups trailing behind him. “I see you’ve gone to the dogs this morning.” “Hey Oz,” Fizz answered with a small laugh. “Yeah, they wanted me to play with them, and you know I couldn’t resist these cute little faces!” “Any reason you’re on the floor?” The lord asked, bending over to see his husband’s face. “Precious and Petunia were fighting over a rope toy and they started growling at each other. I figured I would intervene before things got messy, and then they all just sorta swarmed me with affection. So they all got belly rubs and cuddles once the ‘fight’ was over.” “Need some help up?” Ozzie asked, offering his hand to assist. “Yeah…” Fizz sighed with a bit of a blush on his pale face, grabbing Ozzie’s large hand and readying himself. With a groan, the imp slowly pulled his heavy body off the ground with his husband’s help. Even with the newly altered prosthetics, Fizz still had some trouble getting around sometimes. But Ozzie never once minded and was always eager to help his love no matter the situation. In a moment, he was back on his feet and ready to go about his day. “Thanks for that. Still getting used to how these new legs feel and I guess I might’ve put a bit too much pressure on them.” “No sweat, babe,” Ozzie said, caressing his chubby cheek with his thumb. “If you’re still having trouble with them in the next couple weeks, let me know and I can make some tweaks to them. They’re able to expand as much as needed and I can always adjust the endoskeleton for additional strength.” Fizz nodded before walking onto Ozzie’s hand to be lifted up on his shoulder to be eye level with his husband. “I saw the flowers you left me this morning. Thank you and happy anniversary to you too!” The imp said as he wrapped his extendable arms around Ozzie’s torso. “You’re always welcome, Froggy,” the lord said before giving his husband a sweet kiss. He noted how much heavier Fizz felt on his shoulder this time, bringing a little smirk to his face. Ever since Fizz quit working for Mammon, their lives had only changed for the better. There was one rather change that was unexpected for the both of them though, and that was the not so small elephant in the room of Fizz’s expanded body. He never told Ozzie about it prior to quitting, but Mammon had kept him on a rather unhealthy, super strict diet while he was under his control. Back then, Ozzie just assumed that Fizz was naturally thin and just couldn’t really eat a lot. He never really noticed that Fizz rarely ate sugar or many carbs at all during the first decade of their relationship, as he required much more food simply due to his much larger size. He just assumed that imps really just couldn’t eat much, that is until Fizz quit. A few months after Fizz quit, the imp slowly regained his appetite after realizing that he no longer had to sustain himself on less than 1000 calories a day. And like clockwork, the pounds began to pile on his formerly thin and wispy frame. He was devastated at first, but after Ozzie reassured him that he loved him no matter his size, he quickly learned to accept his body and however it was meant to change. About a year after Fizz quit, he was officially overweight and while he was embarrassed about the press poking fun at him, Ozzie on the other hand was absolutely infatuated with his lover’s changed physique. Ozzie had never been with a larger partner before, but as soon as Fizz’s belly began to hang over his pants, Ozzie was hooked on the chubby look. He knew chubby chasing and feedism were fairly common kinks, but he never thought it would be his thing until Fizz became larger. After some experimentation and communication, Ozzie and Fizz eagerly accepted the roles of feeder and feedee, and it definitely showed over the years. 4 years later, Fizz was now obese and very happy with the way his life was. He hadn’t gotten on the scale in a while, but Ozzie believed that he probably weighed somewhere around 375 pounds now, much heavier than his previous 120 pounds he was under Mammon’s control. Fizz never really liked weighing himself, mostly because of the bad memories associated with Mammon screaming at him when he was a pound or two over the “acceptable” weight. So Ozzie never pressured him to check on the actual number. He didn’t mind in the slightest, as he was just happy to see his little imp grow in all of the right places. He also always made sure to keep Fizz’s closet stocked with larger sized clothes if he outgrew his old ones. He knew Fizz felt awkward shopping at the big and tall stores, so he had his incubi do that for him. Best of all, Fizz was finally happy and felt fulfilled in life, despite being so heavy. Sure, he had some struggles that came with his larger size, such as having to upgrade his prosthetics to sustain his heavier weight or having to get his jester outfits custom made to fit his 55 inch waist, but those were all trivial problems to the couple. Ozzie would always make sure Fizz had everything he could ever want or need, and that included things to accommodate his heavier figure like reinforced furniture or a larger cab limo for transport. “Rumor has it you have something special planned for tonight,” Fizz chimed. “Want to give me a hint as to what it is?” “I’m gonna kick Tim’s ass for letting the cat out of the bag, but let’s just say I think you’re gonna really enjoy it,” Ozzie responded with a cheeky smirk and wink. “As long as I get fed and fucked tonight, I’m up for anything,” Fizz answered back with a playful growl and sexy smile. He wrapped his pudgy tail around Ozzie’s upper arm, squeezing it tightly before kissing his cheek. This sent shivers down Ozzie’s spine and made his feathers ruffle clear down his tail. “You naughty little brat!” Ozzie said with a chuckle as he walked to their bedroom. “There’s gonna be plenty of that and more. So let’s get dressed and get started on our day of fun.” He lowered Fizz onto the bedroom floor, letting him get ready as he sat on the bed and watched his husband. He could never resist an opportunity to watch Fizz undress, even when he was skinny. Now that he was round and plump, it was even more of a spectacle for the lord. “Want me to put on a show for you?” Fizz teased, popping out his wide hip and making a jokingly sexy pose. Ozzie bit his lip as he watched Fizz’s body jiggle from the sudden movement. This boy was trying to kill him. “As much as I would love that, let’s set that aside for later! We have to be down in Envy by 4 and there’s supposed to be traffic.” “Party poop!” Fizz playfully scoffed as he threw off his tight nightshirt and tossed it to Ozzie on the bed. Fuck, he loved seeing Fizz’s soft middle on display. He wanted to ravage him right then and there, but that would have to wait. He really didn’t want to be late for the show. He had spent a pretty penny on box seats and vip passes for this performance from Fizz’s favorite band, and he didn’t want Fizz to miss out on a moment of the show. Fizz gathered his clothes for the day and went to the bathroom to get ready. Ozzie knew he was still insistent on putting on concealer and other makeup to make his scarred skin look evenly toned. He never fought him on this anymore, as he knew it made Fizz feel more secure about his looks. He also knew Fizz never liked being watched while doing so, as it reminded him too much of Mammon yelling at him to cover all of his imperfections. As much as Ozzie loved Fizz’s natural look, he knew to let Fizz do whatever made him feel best. He scrolled on his phone, asking one of the succubus secretaries to make sure that his gift was still sealed in his private vault in his office and answering a few emails as Fizz got ready for their date. A few moments later, Fizz emerged from the bathroom, freshened up and looking exceptionally handsome to Ozzie. He wore a bit dressier of clothes versus his normal clown like attire for this date, opting for an aqua colored Henley shirt and black jeans. He also wore his black and aqua jester cap, making the ensemble match even better. Fizz was never one for suits and all of that, so this was rather formal for the jester. Best of all, this outfit was just slightly tight on his larger frame. Ozzie could see the outline of his soft belly in the shirt and how he had a prevalent muffin top that was poking out of his pants. And boy did seeing his ass in those “skinny” jeans send sparks to the lord. If Fizz wasn’t careful, he might actually rip those pants right down the middle and Ozzie would certainly have no complaints if he did so. “I hope this works for wherever we’re going,” Fizz said, shoving his phone and wallet into his pockets before doing one last check in the mirror to see if his horn stubs were all the way covered. “Tim said that it wasn’t super fancy, but to look somewhat decent.” “My darling, you look perfect in everything you wear,” Ozzie said, lifting Fizz’s first chin up with his finger and kissing his forehead. Fizz eagerly accepted the affection. “Hey, we might be married, but you still have to wine and dine me tonight to get me in this bed tonight!” Fizz teased, putting his hands on his hips. “Trust me babe, I planned to do just that,” Ozzie answered with a smirk, his fingers wrapping around Fizz’s chubby waist and pinching one of his side rolls. “Especially the dining part for my cute little piggy.” Fizz felt himself blush. Ozzie always knew how to push his buttons, and boy was he playing him like an Xbox. “I look forward to every bite,” he purred back, reaching up for a kiss on the lips, his husband eagerly accepting it. Ozzie put him back on his shoulder and called the driver to bring the limo. The couple said goodbye to their pets for the evening and went on their way to the first part of their special date night. Ozzie took Fizz down to Envy because Fizz’s favorite band was playing a concert there, and due to his lordly privileges, Ozzie was able to get the best seats in the house, along with vip backstage access. Fizz got to meet all the members of the band, taking several photos with all of them, especially the singer who was Fizz’s celebrity crush since he was a kid. Ozzie thought it was adorable that Fizz was so starstruck, despite being a celebrity himself. Even though he had been through several meet and greets on the other side, Fizz acted like an excited teenager when meeting his musical idols. Ozzie also couldn’t help but find Fizz even cuter after looking over their photos and seeing his soft belly peak out from under his shirt when he lifted his arms up. After the backstage tour, they went to their private box seats with an amazing view of the show. The arena was huge, but they had a completely unblocked view of the stage. He got a vip merchandise bag, complete with a custom made 5XL concert t shirt. There was even a small appetizer table and mini bar just for the two of them in this private room, which Fizz of course happily treated himself to throughout the concert. He knew he was going to have quite a big meal later in the evening as Ozzie promised, but he still couldn’t resist grabbing a few slider burgers, chips with queso, and rum drinks during the opening act or in between songs. Plus Ozzie indulged in a few bites and a couple of beers, so he felt better about being a fatty and eating so much in public. Fizz sometimes still was in awe at how Ozzie spoiled him like this, giving him anything he could ever want and more. All of this was for him, as Ozzie didn’t even like this kind of music. He felt so loved as they watched the show, holding Ozzie’s hand through most of the night and even dancing together in private as the band played “their song” that they used as the first dance at their wedding. He couldn’t help but tear up a bit as Ozzie held him close, squeezing his plush lovehandles, and softly sang the romantic song lyrics to him as they slow danced together. Just like his husband, Fizz too felt like a king today. They left the concert well into the later part of the evening with Fizz still reveling in the thrill of the experience. As their limo navigated the wet streets of envy and onto the ferry elevator back up to their home circle, Fizz couldn’t stop smiling in excitement from the night. “Thank you so much for that amazing gift, Oz!” Fizz squealed as he wrapped his extendable arms around his lover’s toned chest and hugging him tight. “Tim said my gift was super special, and he was definitely right! This was incredible and I am so happy with it! I have to tell everyone about it tomorrow at the club!” “You’re very welcome, Froggy, but that was only the first part of your gift,” Ozzie answered, hugging him back. “The best is yet to come and I’m so excited to give you the second piece.” “What in Hell could possibly be a better gift that what you just gave me?! I know I certainly can’t of think of anything!” The imp arched his eyebrow with a little chuckle. “You’ll just have to wait and see,” Ozzie said, a sweet smile on his face, followed by flirty eyes and a sexy whisper. “But first we have a not so little feast waiting for us back home. And my big baby boy better bring his appetite to dinner.” That sent shivers up the imp’s spine and blood to his crotch. He could hardly contain himself at that comment. He never thought he would like feedism either, dealing with issues with his weight since he was a teen due to that asshole of a former boss, but when Ozzie used his smooth as butter voice to praise him for how fat he was getting, all of his concerns and insecurities melted away and he was ready to eat. “When have I ever turned down the chance to stuff myself for you?” Fizz answered with an equally flirty whisper. “Good, because I have plenty of your favorites waiting for you. But when we get home, go back to the bedroom first and change into something comfy and stretchy.” His large hands trailed down to the imp’s fat ass, and tugged at his pant’s tightish waistband that was starting to dig into his soft, pale flesh. “It looks like these pants are getting tight on my pretty boy and as much as I would like to see you burst out of these, I want you to be nice and comfy for this wonderful feast.” Fizz agreed and they kissed again, Ozzie being handsy again and groping at his ass in those tight pants. Satan be damned, this imp was going to be the figurative death of him. The couple soon arrived at their palace and parted with a quick kiss for Fizz to change. Meanwhile, Ozzie went down to his office and opened his secret safe to retrieve Fizz’s most important gift of the night. The gift had been placed in a small box and wrapped in colorful paper matching the pattern of Fizz’s usual jester hat. He stowed the gift in his lapel pocket for safe keeping and went down to the club’s private dining room to reunite with his lover for their evening of food, passion, and fun. Ozzie made it to their special dining suite in the club first, finding that the chefs were just finishing up some of the entrees for the evening and had already set the table for them. Ozzie had this separate wing of the club specially built for them after Fizz accepted that he was into feedism and wanted to do regular feeding sessions with Ozzie. He made the table and chairs especially sturdy, able to withstand over 1000 pounds each just to make sure Fizz would have no issues with sitting on them. He even had it so that the side of the table that Fizz used was rounded out to give his big belly some extra room while eating. Ozzie wanted to make sure his love was always happy and comfortable, especially when they engaged in their naughty, unconventional kinks. Plus there was a reinforced chase lounge in the corner of the room if things got hot and heavy. A few minutes later, Fizz entered the dining room, taking a huge inhale to smell the aromatic food in the air. “That smells amazing!” He said, a huge smile painted on his chubby face. Ozzie instinctively walked towards his husband, admiring his beauty and taking in the whole sight before him. Ozzie’s jaw practically dropped as soon as he laid eyes on Fizz in this new get up. He switched back to his usual bright colored jester cap and had changed into a pair of extremely stretchy and thin light gray yoga pants. Although they were loose around the waist, they did very little to hide the fat Fizz carried below the belt. His ass was exceptionally defined in those pants, with his cute chubby tail swaying behind. Every dimple of cellulite of Fizz’s biological thighs was visible and his pelvic fat pad was accented in these tight pants. Best of all, he wore a deep purple crop top with no sleeves, allowing almost his whole belly to be on display to Ozzie’s delight. How in hell was Ozzie lucky enough to have such a sexy man as his husband? Ozzie pulled him into his arms again, reaching down to kiss him. He looked so fucking hot to him in this that he wanted to simply take him to the bedroom now, but knew he couldn’t until everything was set in place with the gift. Besides, Fizz was hungry and there was no way he’d let his baby boy go to bed (in the best way) hungry. “I take it you like the crop top?” Fizz asked with a cheeky smirk as they broke the kiss. “I fucking love it!” Ozzie purred, nuzzling Fizz’s cheek. “You look so amazing!” “You look pretty good yourself, big daddy,” Fizz cooed back as Ozzie sat him down in his cushioned, reinforced chair. “But I’m starving! Is the food ready yet?” “Almost, but let’s get you started,” Ozzie said, sitting in his chair beside Fizz and handing him a tray with cheesy garlic bread on it. “I don’t want to keep my baby boy waiting for his meal. He’s got a lot to put down tonight and we might as well start strong.” Fizz nodded as he grabbed the first piece of bread and eagerly started digging into the appetizer of his feast. Minutes later, dinner was served and a smorgasbord of assorted Italian dishes was sat in front of the couple, who both knew that most of what was there would be eaten in full by the not so tiny imp at the end of the table. Mountains of pasta, raviolis, lasagna, chicken piccata, meatballs, and other savory, cheese covered dishes were presented to the jester and he couldn’t wait to dig into them. As Fizz went to town on his first plate (filled to brim with meat and carbs), Ozzie made sure to never let his plates get too empty. While Ozzie did eat his fill of the food, he made it his job to keep Fizz eating and to encourage him to do so. Ozzie took his job of being Fizz’s feeder seriously, and wouldn’t let him leave the table without being as stuffed as a Thanksgiving Turkey. He knew Fizz liked doing this much as he did and they both liked pushing Fizz’s limits and his stomach capacity. How else could have gained so much weight in such a small time frame without Ozzie’s help? Every few bites, Ozzie cooed words of encouragement and praise to his bloated lover, who was still going strong despite already eating twice of what he would’ve when he worked for Mammon. It took so long for Fizz to overcome his fear of eating and gaining weight after leaving Mammon. He had a complete panic attack when he first realized he outgrew his original jester performing costume, feeling worthless and terrible for “letting himself go.” Ozzie had worked hard with him to get him overcome his insecurities with his weight, but over time, Fizz came to accept his life as a big man. Once he gained that first 50 pounds, Fizz became so much more confident in himself and his looks after Ozzie’s encouragement. He stopped caring if others judged him for his size and happily took to being the feedee in their relationship. He even did some plus sized modeling gigs now, feeling as desirable as ever in his new body, creating a huge wave of relief over Ozzie. Plus, none of his fans ever had anything bad to say about Fizz’s weight in person. Sure there were a few assholes that had something mean to say online, but Fizz hadn’t encountered anyone irl besides Mammon that would ever insult his weight. Ozzie was convinced that most of these troll accounts online were Mammon using sock puppet accounts or his few remaining fans to try and further smear their reputation. Regardless of that mess, Fizz always got nothing but adoration and praise while working as the host of Ozzie’s club. As he grew larger, his performance routines relied less on acrobatics and dancing and more on singing and comedy. He still had fans coming up to him after every show to say their praises and ask for photos, so Fizz felt very comfortable on stage despite all of the changes. Once Ozzie had finished his own meal, he couldn’t help but watch in awe as Fizzaroli continued to eat without a care in the world with a smile on his face. You would’ve thought this boy was from Gluttony instead of Greed with how he ate. Even after putting away a whole pan of lasagna himself, Fizz was still going to town on the food without slowing much at all. He wondered if Fizz had always had this appetite, but had suppressed it while working for that bastard. He had seen some old photos of Fizz in his youth before working for Buckzo’s circus and saw that Fizz was quite a chubby little tot. Maybe he was just predisposed to being heavier and just naturally had a big appetite? From the few memories Fizz had of his parents, he described his dad as a big guy, but they passed away when he was only 4, so it was all sort of a blur to him. But at the moment, none of that really mattered The only thing that was important now was that Fizz was enjoying himself stuffing his face and making himself sexier for Ozzie and himself. After about an hour of vigorously eating, Fizz leaned back in his chair cradling his bloated, full stomach and proclaiming that he was finished. Ozzie was very impressed with how far Fizz had pushed himself, seeing how there was only a few scraps of pasta and meatballs leftover. He had to have eaten enough calories for an average imp’s week in a single meal, and he hadn’t even made it to dessert yet! “You did so well, baby boy,” Ozzie purred as he placed his large hand over Fizz’s belly, gently kneading it as he kissed his fat, sauce covered cheek. He was groaning a bit and breathing a bit heavy, but he had a satisfied smile on his face. “You ate so much for me and I love you.” “Love you too, Oz,” he panted, adjusting his position to better let Ozzie rub his belly. Ozzie noted that there was very little give to his upper belly, meaning that Fizz was definitely stuffed to the hilt and would probably end up falling asleep here soon. Fizz often fell into a food coma when Ozzie fed him well, but would wake up a few hours later with his stomach growling and wanting more, usually something sweet, which would almost always be followed up by sex. Ozzie obviously had this in mind for this evening, but he still had one last trick up his sleeve for the night before Fizz took his pre-dessert catnap to sleep off all the carbs. He rubbed Fizz’s belly for a few more minutes, praising his lover for how well he ate and how much bigger and sexier all that food was going to make him. Fizz had always had a praise kink, even when he was skinny, so this worked quite well to turn him on and make him smile. Ozzie always played with his chubby tail while waiting for Fizz to get back to reality a bit more from all the food. About 20 minutes later, Fizz was a bit more alert, and while he was still full to the brim, he was able to concentrate on other things now. “You ready for the last part of your present?” Ozzie asked, grabbing his dining chair and moving it to better look at Fizz in the face. “Yep! Though you’ve definitely spoiled me enough for one day already! I feel bad I didn’t get you something more than just the few things that I did. Which by the way, your gift from me is on your vanity. Make sure to use lots of lube with it! … Not with the watch obviously! But with, you know, the toy.” “Fizz you know you never have to get me anything, let alone anything elaborate,” Ozzie chuckled as he sat across from his husband and taking his metal hands in his own. “After a few eons, you’ve gotten pretty much any gift anyone can think of. So don’t worry about what you got me, as I will love it regardless. Especially if lube is a requirement.” “I know, but still,” Fizz said, scooting himself a bit closer to look Ozzie in the eyes better. “Can’t help but feel a bit bad whenever you spoil me so much and I can’t ever repay you for it.” “Fizz, I would spoil you even more if you let me! I would do anything for you, and don’t ever worry about paying me back. You do that enough by simply loving me and being yourself.” The imp blushed a bit with a small smile, feeling the love radiate from the sinly lord. “But all of this leads me to the last gift of the day. A very special one that was years in the making.” Ozzie sat up a bit more to reduce the strain on Fizz’s arms as he began to tell his story of the gift. “As I said before, I’ve been around since the beginning. All 7 of us fallen angels have been there since day one of creation billions of years ago. I’ve been through a lot, seen a lot, and did a lot in that time. But through the millennia, there is one thing I’ve only done once in my long existence, and that was fall in love.” “I’ve had thousands of partners throughout the years and have been quite a few down low relationships in that time, but I never loved any of them before. Then you came along and turned my world upside down, teaching me what love truly is about and how wonderful it feels. And I’ve had a blast with you in my life over our years together. You make me happier than I have ever been and I cannot thank you enough for that, Fizzaroli,” Fizz blushed even harder, although he had heard Ozzie tell him this part of the story a few times before. “But there has been one problem that’s been eating at me since the day we got married,” Ozzie said, his expression changing to a more solemn one. “The truth is Fizz is that the sins weren’t supposed to fall in love with anyone. We weren’t supposed to need to be with someone forever. That’s why we’re the only immortal beings in this realm. “The hellborn are given only a maximum of ten decades of life, and sometimes I channel my inner Leviathan and envy them. They get the chance to find someone to be by their side for that short lifespan, have families of their own, and grow old with each other. They rarely have to worry about outliving their partners and being alone, and they have the comfort in knowing that they might meet again in another lifetime. I don’t have that luxury in my life. I have seen so many of my workers and former partners die and be reborn anew. They don’t know remember their past selves and they get to find their soul mate again and again each time. It always happens, like clockwork.” “Fizz, I will never die, but unfortunately you will. Sure, it won’t be for a very long time to you, but your life will go by in a blink of an eye for me. Your body will simply give up and while you would be reborn again in a new form later on. I would be left without you, and I can’t bare the thought of ever losing you.” Fizz saw the tears welling up in the corner of Ozzie’s eyes. He reached his hand up to caress his feathery face, which Ozzie nuzzled into for a moment before recollecting himself to continue on with his gift. “So I decided that I would do anything in my power to have you by my side as long as I can have you,” he said, pulling out the small box from his pocket and presenting it to Fizz. “Please open this. I will explain what I meant.” With a confused expression, Fizz carefully unwrapped and opened the package, revealing an elaborate gold necklace with a semi-heavy circular pendant at the base. The pendant included a large green gem in the shape of a heart in the middle, surrounded by smaller purple gems to create a jeweled version of Ozzie’s signature sigil. The main gem was so bright and shiny that he could see his own reflection in it. Small demonic words were etched into the back of the pendant, almost like an incantation of some sort. “Oh Ozzie, it’s beautiful!” Fizz said with excitement. This wasn’t the first time Ozzie had given him jewelry. He had received many rings, necklaces, and bracelets throughout their years together. What did this have to do with Ozzie and him being mortal? “Yes, I made sure that the design would look nice and would compliment most of your outfits, especially your stage ones,” Ozzie said with a small chuckle, taking the box back and removing the medallion out of its packaging. “But this is so much more than just a pretty piece of jewelry. This is the ticket to us being together forever.” “I-I don’t understand…” Fizz said, confused as to what his husband was talking about. “I couldn’t lose you, Fizz. So I had the team do some research and we came up with a solution. It took a few years to get the formulas and incantations right , but we created this amulet and a few weeks ago, I took it down to Pride to meet with my brother, Lucifer. I had a long heart-to-heart with him and he did me the biggest favor any of his siblings had ever asked of him. Just like he did for his own wife Lilith, he took some celestial energy and ‘blessed’ this amulet with the gift of immortality to whoever wears it. And now, it’s my gift to you, my love.” “S-So you’re saying that, we’re really going to be, you know, together forever? For real?” Fizz asked, stunned in disbelief. He had always worried about this issue too, but they had never really talked about it before. It was sort of something he kind of figured they would deal with when the time came, but here was Ozzie, always thinking of him again and again. “Yes, my love. Together forever, until the end of hell itself,” Ozzie said with a sweet smile and kissing the imp’s forehead. “All you have to do is wear this amulet and you will never pass away or even age. We’ll be physically around the same age forever now. Obviously you can take it off for small amounts of time, like to shower and stuff. It gives the wearer a whole day of immortality until they can wear it again.” “Ozzie, this really is the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for me. Fuck, it’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me!” Fizz said, beginning to cry happy tears and hugging his husband, wrapping all four of his robotic limbs around his lean chest. “I don’t even know what to say other than thank you. Thank you so much. I love you so much!” Ozzie hugged him back tightly, loving how Fizz’s soft middle pressed into his chest. “You’re welcome, my love,” Ozzie said as he placed his smaller lover back on his chair and knelt down on one knee in front of him. “Fizzaroli, my one and only love, will you do me the honor of being my soul mate for the rest of my eternal life? For now and for ever?” “Yes, Asmodeus. Forever,” Fizz answered wiping the happy tears from his eyes. Ozzie gently placed the amulet over Fizz’s head, careful not to touch his sensitive, burnt horns. Once safely secured, Ozzie let go of the amulet, causing a puff of green smoke to form around Fizz and his eyes to glow the same color as the main gem in the amulet. The smoke faded in less than a minute, but his eyes remained that same bright green, which didn’t bother either of them. Ozzie reach down again to kiss Fizz out of nothing but pure love. Sure, he obviously still lusted after his plus sized partner, now more than ever, but this moment was one of pure unabridged love, stronger than either of them had ever felt before. They broke the kiss and simply smiled at each other, resting their foreheads together in each other’s embrace. After a moment of loving silence Fizzaroli interrupted with, “So for some reason, and I don’t really know how… I’m somehow hungry again? Did you have the cooks make dessert? I could really go for something sweet now.” Ozzie chuckled, knowing exactly how and why Fizz was hungry again, but he would reveal that information later. For now, though, he was going to make sure his lover’s belly was full again with as many sweets as he could eat. “Did you even need to ask? I always make sure my baby boy has all the chocolate and sweets he’d ever want. And now since we don’t have to worry about anything bad happening to you, why don’t we really let inhibitions go and let daddy see how much you can really pack away?” That signature evilish grin reappeared on Fizz’s chubby face. “It’d be my pleasure, big daddy. I’m absolutely starving.” Ozzie called for dessert to be laid out for his husband and while they were doing so, he decided to give Fizz an extra little treat by removing his jacket and shirt to show his bare chest to his lover. Fizz was always a sucker for his toned chest, using it as his own personal pillow most nights in bed; so he figured it would be an extra little motivation for him to eat to his limit. Ozzie also insisted that all staff were gone for their private dessert stuffing session. He made sure none of his workers ever saw their kink in action. Neither of them were ever ashamed about indulging in this fetish, but Fizz was not into public exhibition, so Ozzie made sure that it was only the two of them during intimacy. Once they were finally alone, Ozzie brought the cart of desserts over to his precious feedee and decided to do this properly by shrinking to his level. Even in this form, he still towered over the imp, but only by about 10 inches as compared to his usual 10 feet. He loved being this size to get closer to his lover in everyway he could be, especially when it came to getting handsy during dessert. He grabbed a tray full of assorted Italian butter cookies and held the first of several to Fizz’s mouth. “Open wide, baby boy,” Ozzie cooed, turning on the imp instantly. Fizz eagerly bit into the cookie, savoring its flavor. “All these cookies are gonna make you so pretty and soft, my dear.” Fizz could only moan in pleasure as more sweets were funneled into him. Ozzie made sure to praise him with each bite, sensually rubbing his stomach and telling him how cute he looked while being fed. He loved seeing how much Fizz enjoyed the desserts and just simply letting his inhibitions go. Fizz truly was a hedonist as heart just like he was, making them an even more perfect match. Within 20 minutes, the whole 2 dozen of cookies was in Fizz’s apparently empty pit of a stomach, along with a half gallon of coffee creamer as a substitute for milk (just to add in a few extra calories.) Surprisingly, he was still going strong, even begging for more as his hunger persisted. “Still not full?” Ozzie teased, bringing over a dozen cannolis and a whole pan of tiramisu. The imp shook his head no, wiping the cookie crumbs off his crop top that might have well been a bra with how far it was riding up from his bloated belly. Fizz also loved that the chefs went full out with the Italian theme, finding it fitting to his name. “There’s still plenty more here, my little froggy. Eat all you want and then some.” “I plan on it! I’m not even close to full at the moment. How the hell am I not stuffed yet?” The imp asked, eagerly putting away the first of the cannolis. “Fuck these are good!” Ozzie couldn’t help but find it cute when ravenous like this. It obviously wasn’t the first time he saw Fizz pig out like this, but never with this much vigor. He saw the amulet and Fizz’s eyes glow as he ate, confirming exactly what Lucifer told him what would happen once it was activated. “Let’s just say Lucifer said there might be a few ‘unexpected’ side effects from the amulet,” Ozzie said with a snicker. “But I’m loving these side effects and I hope they stick around for a while. I find this hot as fuck seeing you eat like this. Plus the amulet will prevent any health issues you might ever have from being heavy, so no need to worry about that either!” “Don’t get me wrong, I like it too,” Fizz said in between bites and sipping at the creamy coffee Ozzie made for him. “It’s just… odd to me, if that makes sense? Like I just want to jump on the table and eat everything I see on it. Like I just can’t get enough of these sweets and that my stomach feels like a bottomless pit.” “That’s far from a problem for me, my dear. And in that case, I’ll take one of these for myself,” Ozzie said, taking one of the chocolate covered cannolis for himself. “A feeder deserves a treat every now and then too.” “I thought I was your treat?” Fizz teased with a snorting laugh. “You said I have a big enough cake to feed all of lust!” “Oh you most definitely are my little treat and you my dear do have the best cake in all 7 seven rings!” Ozzie said seductively, snaking his free arm around Fizz to playfully slap the upper portion of his rear, earning a blush from the ravenous imp. “Bee herself couldn’t make anything sweeter than my baby boy.” Fizz was in hog heaven. He felt sexy and fat as fuck at the moment, and he loved every minute of it. He never felt this desirable before, even when skinny, and he loved that Ozzie helped him bring his confidence out as he grew bigger. “As much as I want you to fuck me on the table right now, my stomach is still growling like crazy,” Fizz said, placing a hand on his belly that still wasn’t full. “But seriously, take all that you want, but don’t expect there to be any leftovers with me. Especially these cannolis cause fuck they’re amazing.” Ozzie couldn’t help but genuinely laugh at that. He was so glad that the greed energy used for the amulet didn’t affect Fizz’s mind or personality, just his stomach apparently. And that was definitely something he could get behind and use to his advantage. What feeder wouldn’t want a round and fat feedee with a bottomless pit of a stomach? “This is all I want, but that’s so fucking sexy to hear you say that,” Ozzie husked, shoveling the last of the cannolis into his husband’s chocolate covered mouth before taking a bite out of his own. “So eat your heart out, baby boy! I can’t wait to take you on a ride once your tank is full.” Fizz arched his eyebrow with a smirk as he licked the chocolate from his chubby looking robotic fingers. “Keep that fuel pump flowing, Oz. I look forward to it,” he husked back, beckoning Ozzie over with the tiramisu pan. Without hesitation, Ozzie finished his own treat and straddled his husband’s wide hips and gently sat on his lap/lower belly before feeding him bite after bite of tiramisu. The imp happily licked off every spoonful, occasionally teasing Ozzie about how much he liked to see him get fatter. He even encouraged Ozzie to grab at his rolls while he ate, feeling closer and friskier than ever before with their kink. Ozzie loved seeing this new ravenous passion in Fizz, who was now gung-ho about eating every bite of this dessert. He found it hilariously ironic that power from such a nasty person could be used for strengthening both their love and their lust. About 9/10 of the way through the pan of creamy custard, Fizz started to slow down, his stomach hitting a wall. “Dammit! I wanna finish this so bad, but I don’t think I can do it…” he panted, his plush chest heaving a bit. He pawed at his beyond bloated stomach, which was as tight as a drum and in desperate need of some soothing. “Come on, baby boy. You only have about 6 bites left,” Ozzie cooed at him, finding the imp’s tail and twirling it in his large fingers. This was always a sure fire way to turn Fizz on and make him ready for intimacy. It seemed to do the trick for making him horny and ready for action, but not quite ready for a few more bites of custard and lady fingers. “Don’t you want to make daddy proud of you? You know I love it when you indulge as much as you can.” He wasn’t sure if it was his ego or whatever side effects this amulet gave him, but now he was determined to push through. “Alright, let me at it! Just give me some time.” “No worries, my dear,” Ozzie said with a devious smirk. “We have all the time in the world now.” Fizz smiled genuinely at Ozzie’s little reassurance there, knowing that this was reality and that they really did have no rush on anything anymore. They’d always be with each other, no matter what. A few moments later, the entire pan was gone and in Fizz’s taunt belly. He moaned in pleasurable pain at how it ached, feeling fat as fuck and sexy as hell. “Oh Ozzie… I’m so fucking full….” He panted, fighting the heavy weight in his stomach. Ozzie quickly tossed the empty pan and silverware away, grabbing a wet cloth napkin and wiping away the bits of cream and chocolate that smeared onto Fizz’s chubby cheeks. “I know but you ate so good for me!” The taller demon said, taking his seat again on Fizz’s middle, his large hands immediately making circles around his heavy belly. Fizz leaned his head back and closed his eyes while Ozzie went to work on one of his world class belly rubs. Fizz let out small mewls of satisfying discomfort as his husband’s hands swirled along his round belly and along his side rolls. Belly rubs were the best part of the kink for Fizz. They made him feel desirable, handsome, and oh so loved. His love language was always touch, and when he lost his limbs, touch became even more important to him. Since he couldn’t feel much more than pressure with his robotic hands, Ozzie and him always used facial contact as a form of intimacy. But once feedism was introduced into the equation, belly rubs became even more important than face nuzzles and forehead kisses. Sometimes, they were even better than the actual act of sex for Fizz, and that was saying something considering his husband had a Godzilla of a dick in his pants. Ozzie obviously loved these belly rubs too, finding them both sexy and heartwarming. He loved seeing how happy they made Fizz in more ways than just lust. He also couldn’t help but find his husband to be the sexiest demon in this entire realm as he panted and begged for his touch. To him, nothing could be more alluring, like a little glimpse of the heaven he left. “Satan be damned, you look so fucking beautiful like this,” Ozzie said, horny for both Fizz’s obese body and his overall being. The imp smiled as he melted into his husband’s touch, who began groping at his soft lower belly. “Such a beautiful, big boy. All soft and round, all for me to love.” Every inch of the imp before him was perfect in Ozzie’s eyes. Of course Fizz had always been beautiful to Ozzie, but ever since Fizz quit and they dabbled into this kink, he had only gotten better with each pound. And Fizz looked absolutely wide and massive from this angle. Ozzie absolutely loved Fizz’s fat belly, especially when it was crammed packed like this. It was perfect for grabbing onto during both cuddles and love making, and Ozzie’s hands were on it every chance they could be. He loved how soft and pliable the fat on his lower belly was, loving how low it hung and slapped against his upper thighs when walking and splayed out upon them when he sat down. He leaned over and began softly kissing his belly, gently nipping on the soft flesh as he explored his flabby body. Fizz also had a bit of a girlish figure since packing on the pounds, and although he wasn’t thrilled about it at first, Ozzie sure went nuts over it. Ozzie loved curves on anyone and when Fizz finally had them, he was practically addicted. Fizz had very wide hips for a male imp, and they grew bigger with every pound he gained. They were often where most of his weight landed, creating perfectly soft lovehandles for Ozzie to hold onto during more than just sex. He always had an arm around Fizz’s wide waist and hips, even in public or doing mundane things. And of course, how could he resist that amazingly wide shelf ass? Fizz always had a nice ass, even when skinny. Now that he was well over 300 pounds, it was fucking amazingly thick and round. He was the embodiment of lust afterall, so he knew a fine butt when he saw one. Although there wasn’t much of them left, Ozzie also adored Fizz’s biological thighs. He loved kissing and nipping at his fat inner thighs when going down on him, loving how they slightly pillowed over his prosthetics and how they jiggled with each step he took. He also couldn’t help but love that Fizz’s chest was as large as some of his succubi workers. Although they were currently half covered by the crop top, Ozzie couldn’t help but grope at them any chance he could. But Fizz was now truly fat everywhere to his husband’s delight. He had such an amazing double chin, which was covered in kisses and love bites everyday. It was so thick and Ozzie adored how it wobbled and jiggled when Fizz ate. His cheeks were chubby and round, making his face more cherubic than demonic at times. That extra bit of pelvic fat above his dick was also an added bonus for the man of lust, having it hit the perfect spots when they made love. Even his tail was chubby, having a thick base with little rolls that Ozzie loved grabbing at. And don’t get him started on how much he loved Fizz’s abundance of stretch marks! So many of them made their home across his big belly and across his moobs and Ozzie often fell asleep while tracing them with his fingers. He especially loved how they felt on Fizz’s scarred skin, creating such a unique texture for him to touch and kiss. Overall, he couldn’t be happier with Fizz’s plush body and he made sure his love knew it. “You ok to go a bit further?” Ozzie asked, tugging at Fizz’s now even further stretched out yoga pants. “Absolutely! Just be gentle around my belly. It’s still really sore,” the imp answered, adjusting himself to make it easier for Ozzie to pick him up, fully undress him, and go to town. He had to take the bottom position at the moment, as he was far too full to even think about riding Ozzie. Ozzie carried him over to the lounge, propping him up with some pillows sliding his clothes off. “I’ll take care of my baby boy, don’t you worry,” Ozzie said, lifting his chin with a seductive voice. “Now let Daddy do all the work while you just enjoy yourself.” The demons passionately kissed, ready to indulge in each other’s flesh for their anniversary. An hour or so later, Fizz was completely worn out and done for the night. He was full in every way possible and his body was simply exhausted and ready for rest. “Looks like someone’s getting sleepy,” Ozzie said, seeing Fizz beginning to nod off as he used some warm towels to clean him off after this evening’s fun. Fizz nodded with a yawn, his heavy breathing starting to slow. “You ran me through the wringer tonight,” he said as Ozzie began to redress. “I’m done for now… but maybe we can do this again tomorrow after the show?” “Anything for you, dear,” Ozzie said with a wink. Yeah, he could definitely get used to this little greedy spark in their intimate life. “But it’s late and you’ve got to be tired. Let’s get you into bed.” Fizz agreed and asked for one last kiss with Ozzie at his level. The sin happily obliged, as Fizzaroli got anything his little heart could ever want. He resized to his base form and helped Fizz get at least his underwear back on before taking him upstairs to the bedroom in the penthouse. Both of them agreed that he was too full and bloated to even attempt pants or a shirt for bed, so Ozzie instead picked him up in his arms and wrapped a blanket around him for a bit of modesty in case any employees happened to be around. Fizzaroli simply rested his head on the sin’s chest, with a happy smile on his chubby face and his eyes shut. Ozzie couldn’t help but find it cute/sexy at how much heavier Fizz felt in his arms. He definitely had to be at least 400 pounds now after this stunt, and would most definitely be growing bigger thanks to the amulet’s side effects. But no matter how big he grew, Ozzie would be right there to hold him in his arms. Ozzie was extremely strong and Fizz would still be easy for him to hold and lift, regardless of his size. He carried him to the elevator, humming a soft tune to further relax the overstuffed imp. Ozzie went straight to their shared bed for the night. He had the staff babysit the quieves for the night, so no need to worry about them accidentally jumping on Fizz’s expanded and sore belly. He rested Fizz on the silk covered mattress, who kicked off the blanket and stretched for a moment while his much larger lover undressed to his boxers. He also carefully removed his hat, feeling comfortable enough to show his lover his biggest insecurity. A few minutes later, Ozzie climbed into bed, settled himself in position, and picked up his husband to let him rest in his favorite spot in the whole world. The imp quickly cuddled into his feathery chest, laying on his side and causing his big belly to flop in front of him. Ozzie placed Fizz’s favorite pillow underneath his head, mindful of his stubby broken horns, and the imp was settled in for the night. “Goodnight, Ozzie,” Fizz said, a sleepy tone in his voice. “Thank you for everything. You’re amazing and I love you so fucking much.” Ozzie simply smiled and kissed the area between Fizz’s horns, making the imp blush even harder. “I love you too, my Fizzy Frog. More than you’ll ever know.” The sin pulled the blankets over top of them and held Fizz with his hand over his chest before closing his eyes to sleep. Father was so wrong all those years ago. Paradise wasn’t lost to Asmodeus when he fell. He found it right here in the robotic arms of his chubby little imp that laid on his chest. And now, that paradise could last forever. Fizz would be with him until the very end of hell itself, and he couldn’t be more grateful to his older brother for granting him this wish. He let out a silent tear of happiness, so glad that they’d be together forever. Epilogue: “Fucking hell….” Mammon cursed under his breath, trying to get out of bed. He lifted his head off the pillow, and was immediately hit with the absolute worst headache he had ever felt in his eternal life. He crashed back down, simply unable to even sit up. He groaned again, angry at the fact that his body was feeling so shitty. He couldn’t remember the last time he had actually gotten sick. It had to be over a century ago, and even then, it was never this intense. Sins like him were immortal and nearly invincible physically! How the fuck could this be happening?! This whole ordeal started last night around 9 pm or so. He was in the middle of a business networking event and all of the sudden, he felt like he had been hit by a truck. The envy twins were by his side when he collapsed on the floor, his entire massive body practically flopping onto them. They didn’t even want to be at this stupid event, but were forced to drag his fat ass to the limo and send him home. They just assumed he did some party drugs that were too much for him to handle, and ditched the event to go to a nightclub for the rest of the night to hook up with the cute incubi that ran it. Once back at his big top palace, the servants took over from there, 4 imps breaking their backs to toss him in his bed, still in his usual jester gear and left alone to fend for himself. He figured that he just had some bad food or something and decided to sleep it off to get whatever this was out of his system. But here he was, waking up at the crack of noon to what felt like the world’s worst hangover. He finally mustered up the strength to sit on the edge of the bed, using his upper arms to grab at his head and apply some sort of relieving pressure. The room was spinning, the lights were far too bright, everything was so damn loud, and he felt nauseous. He was absolutely exhausted, although he just woke up. What the fuck was happening to him? Moments later, there was a knock at the door. “Boss, you decent?” The female voice of Glam asked. “Yeah. Just come in,” he grumbled, annoyed with the pitch of her voice in this state. “Thank Satan! Cause we’re not coming in if you’re naked again!” Glitz said as she opened the door. “Seeing your bare fat ass was certainly someone I never want to see again!” “Piss off!” He barked back, wiping his eyes as the girls entered his room. “What the fuck is this about?” His vision was also blurry, making him unable to tell which girl was which. “Axel from the mailroom asked us to deliver this to you,” Glam said, pulling out a wrapped gift from a tote bag. “It’s apparently for you, but there’s no return address. He said an imp from the greed ring delivered it this morning in person. He said the imp’s name started with a B, but couldn’t remember what it was.” “Bring it here,” he said, using one of his lower arms to beckon the girls over. His headache was still not subsiding. “It’s probably from Crimson. One of his lackies is named Bruce, so that’s probably who it was. Cheap bastard probably just didn’t want to send his check in the regular mail to save on postage.” “Boss, it’s wrapped in purple and red gift paper with a giant ass bow,” Glitz remarked as her sister handed him the package. “Why the hell would that be a check?” “The fuck if I know! He’s a freaky little mafia bastard and I never put anything past those little fucks…” Mammon said, hastily removing the bow from the box. He discarded the wrapping paper and found a blue gift box inside. Upon opening, a bunch of penis shaped confetti blew out at his face, going all over the bed, floor, and even in his hat. “Fucking shit!!” He yelled, swatting the confetti away from his face. The twins couldn’t help but laugh at him struggling. They weren’t his biggest fans, but they put up with him for the fame and paycheck. Ever since they became the golden children after Fizzaroli quit (aka the ones who earned him the most money), they had been stuck by his side considering he practically owned them at this point. He shot them an angry glare once he could see again before going back to seeing the contents of the package. Inside the box was a bottle of Tylenol, a large bottle of Gatorade, a bag of some sort of gummy candy (in phallic shapes of course), and an immodestly sized purple dildo. “What in the actual bloody fuck?” He said, pulling the sex toy out of the box. The girls were now howling with laughter, unable to contain themselves. “The fuck is all this about?!” “I hope that wasn’t the check you were looking for!” Glitz cackled, tears of laughter leaking out of her eye. He rolled his eyes and set the dildo aside on the nightstand. It certainly wasn’t the first time someone had “gifted” him a sex toy, and probably wouldn’t be the last either. He then saw a letter at the bottom of the box with the words “To: Mammon” on the envelope. He snatched the letter out the box and tossed it aside to read the note from whatever troll sent him this. He opened the letter to reveal a message from someone he hadn’t spoken to in years. The letter read: “To my asshole brother Mammon, Thanks for giving my little Fizzy the gift of eternal life! Luci told me how “generous” it was for you to sacrifice a bit of your power to make sure my beloved husband will be here with us for the rest of time. And don’t even try to talk him out of going back on this deal, as this thing is sealed in blood for eternity. Enjoy your monthly power drainage hangovers! I got you a little something to make things a bit easier on you. Fizzy says hi and hopes you aren’t always a sad sack of shit for the rest of eternity! I told him not to get his hopes up, but hey at least the thought counts! Love, Asmodeus P.S. Go fuck yourself! You’re the world’s biggest cunt, so I made you a model of my dick for you to do so!” At the bottom of the note was a happy photo of Asmodeus and (a very fat) Fizzaroli at their club, flipping off the camera and holding each other’s hands. “THESE FUCKING ASSHOLES!!” Mammon screamed. “THE FUCKING AUDACITY OF THESE TWO!!!” He went into a rambling rage, saying ever curse word that existed and even slipping into a native demonic tongue. “THAT FAT LITTLE BITCH AND THAT OVERGROWN COCK HAVE GONE TOO FAR THIS TIME!!!!” The girls slipped out of his room, snickering the entire way. Glam had recorded all of this, know it would make one hell of a viral video for all of hell to see.

The doorbell rang as Jane squeezed her giant stomach through. The delicious smells hit her nose like a truck and her hunger quadrupled when she layed eyes on the baked goods infront of her. The man at the counter greeted her nicely, sweat dripping down his face. "Hello ma'am, welcome to my bakery, Plenty o' Pie, I'm the owner Samuel. What would you like to have?" Jane didn't even glance up, staring down the pastries behind the glasses. Her massive belly pushed against the glass, almost trying to get in. "I'd luuuve a sausage roll, apple pie and ham and cheese croissant." She hungerly said, her massive belly chiming in after. "When are you due?" Sam asked nicely, looking down at the loud stomach. "Due? I'm not due for anything." Jane said obliviously, as she waited impatiently. "Well what's with the extra burden?" Sam said, a little stranged out. "This big lump? It's part of my job, I work at Byrne Burgers." Jane said so nonchalantly. "You mean that place where you pay to get the food eaten infront of you by a waitress? Always found that weird." Sam was coming close to packing up the food. "It pays well, and I don't need to pay for my food." Jane watched Sam's hands as he got ready to put on the top of the table. "So you don't worry about gaining too much weight or your health?" Sam inquired. "I've always been pretty boney and larger is definitely the thing now." Samuel passed the food onto Jane. "Thanks for ordering!" Sam said to Jane, but then as she left, he said ,"Why not you stay and rate my food? I really need some ratings for the business." "I have nothing better to do, and it's good to help local business." Jane agreed, sitting down inside on the inside waiting couch. Sam sat infront of her, awaiting her judgement. She took care in eating the food, even if she was plenty hungry. The sausage roll was first. The pastry was so basic but tasty, and the meat well cooked. "That's a solid 8." Jane got out as she chewed it up. The pie was next, and just as good, maybe even better. "Another 8, maybe even a 9." Sam's eyes lit up happily, respecting Jane's opinion. But as Jane was ready to get to the croissant, something terrible went through her body. Painful sensation of tightness and bloatedness rang from her stomach and rippled out. Her risen hunger and gluttony shut down, leading to a feeling of being scared and pained. She started hyperventilating and gasping, bracing herself on the couch. Sam quickly got up and asked hurriedly ,"Are you ok?! What's happening?!" Jane only responded back in screams of pain, holding herself on the back of the couch. "Let's get you to the hospital asap." Sam heaved the absolute beast of a belly and woman past the glass doors and into the back of his car, parked behind the building. He loaded her into the back, sideways, taking up all three seats. She continued to groan in pain as she existed, whilst Sam started up the car. He looked back at the pained girl, and put out his hand. Jane slightly calmed, grabbing the hand hard, before putting it to her belly. Hesitantly, Sam started to rub Jane's belly. Jane's yelps and groans of pain stopped as he rubbed and drove off to the hospital. Jane awoke, surrounded by blues and whites. She found herself in a blue checkered bed, hooked up to medical equipment. She tried to push herself up, only to falter weakly. Her belly was still quite large, but had shrunk. Her grunts of effort startled her doctor. "You're awake! Let me get you up." He grabbed her by the hands, letting her sit up. "What happened doc? What tests have you done?" Jane asked. "Well, it turns out you were drugged, with something never ever seen before."

It was a quiet day in town. Alex, a 16 year old boy with short brunette hair, green eyes was walking through town wearing a tank top and baggy pants, wandered through however while he wandered he saw this man holding a sign reading 'join piggys4life' the man was near a truck as well…. Alex being the curious mind he is, walked up to the man "yo… the hell is piggys4life?" A smile spreads across the man's face "why piggys4life is where we find anyone of any gender and take them to our facility, feed them every day, they get their own room, maids and get paid 500 million dollars a day for doing nothing!!" It sounded too good to be true…. 500 million a day for just doing nothing?... but Alex was also a cocky boy so being the fool they are he said "oh okay mr piggy…. Where do I sign?? I'll join this cult." "It's not a cult…" Alex then quickly shushed him "its a cult dude," signing the contract but however he didn't read the fine print at all which would become his undoing… the man smiles as he then leads Alex into the back of the truck "oh sir you will not regret this one big, I MEAN BIT!!" Locking the back of the truck with it quickly started to move as the man drove Alex all the way towards the feeding facility…. Once the truck was brought to a halt Alex was helped out of it by two other employees both being chubby women "my my hey young man…" "so kind of you to join us!" Speaking like the twins from the shining "it's no bother ladies… so uhh what's gonna happen to me…" fear was in his time as they brought him inside, once they brought him through he saw fat people all around in all different sizes and a door to a room which said 'piggy pen' as he looked through the glass window all he saw were naked men and women eating from a trough which had a pink slop… all of them guzzling it down like pigs…. Everyone in there was on all fours but with their blobby bodies being so big their fat lifted them off the floor…. Shit also surrounded them all with flies buzzing around the place. "Don't worry young man, that place isn't for you…. Yet." the women lead the boy to his room which was an enormous bed 500x his size, some 'slop dispensers' which all had various flavours ranging from their classic piggy pink all the way to things like chocolate, cinnamon, banana, orange, cherry, strawberry… it even had a calorie input which let you pick how many calories you would want… "Welcome Alex! To your very own room at piggys4life!!" Alex looks around the room with calmness which was just a facade "oh sweet… uhh ya know I thought I was signing up for uhhh…. a fitness programme!" Thinking of excuses to try and get himself out of this hell however one of the chubby employees brought out a picture of his signed contract and puts a magnifying glass over the fine print and it read 'once signed you can not leave the facility.' But as this was read another person entered the room and it was Alex's childhood friend Sammy who was a tall woman, 17, long black hair, wearing jeans and a t-shirt which had nirvana on it, bright blue eyes, freckles and a confused look "oh my god Sammy?" He instantly hugged her but then another person came into Alex's room it was his other best friend Noah who was a muscular 17 year old who had a red shirt on with shorts, short black spiky hair and grey eyes, all three were confused especially Alex whose room was only made for him but then the room extended in height and width, beds were rolled in as the employees stripepd them all naked with Alex covering his penis, Sammy covering her breasts and vagina however Noah was just confused still not even trying to cover himself "woow…. It's big…." An employee said blushing with the other lady slapping her to get her back to normal "snap out of it slut! Remember our job?" Then the employees help Sammy and Noah into bed, then both of them get Alex into bed. Then before they left they activated a button which made tubes lower from the ceiling "these are the feeding tubes, enjoy our patent pending piggy pink slop! its only got 500 trillion quintillion calories…." Smiling before they left and watching the three on cams, the tubes go into their mouths and pour the pink slop right down their throats with some leaking out of their mouths only to dribble onto their chins… moaning filled the room while they drank it all, their weight expanding rapidly as well with the employees and boss watching as they all went from their own disgusting small sizes to enormous blobs and whilst employees all over the facility watched some were mumbling to one another "oh imagine what they're gonna be like once they use our feeder toilets." All giggling with glee and going back to feeding the other members of Piggys4life, not even cleaning them at all….

The three girls, Rin, Valeria, and April walked (waddling for Valeria) together on their way back to the meeting point. It was only a few minutes after they had started their journey that the group had heard a rustling sound coming from a bush next to them, "Did you guys hear that?" April was scared. "It's probably nothing April, just keep *HUFF* walking." Valeria replied. And so they did just that. Nobody had realised that a little Squibby had popped out of the bushes and began following behind them, with it's eyes on one person. "So, what do you think the next room is gonna be Val? I'm hoping it's a gummy room! Or- or maybe an ice cream room!" April started salivating. "Ooo I don't know! Maybe a marshmallow room? I guess we'll have to just wait and see." Valeria had to admit, she really wanted to see what the next room had in store for them. "God I fucking hate this, can you guys just- OUCH!" Rin was cut off by a huge slap to her cream-filled ass cheeks! "What the fuck?" Rin questioned with a hand on her ass, still wobbling from the slap. The cream inside her only made her ass jiggle and wobble ten times more. "S- something just slapped my fucking ass!" April and Valeria looked around but saw nothing, they only heard more rustling coming from the bushes. "Well it couldn't have fucking disappeared!" Rin shouted, "Was it one of you fat fucks?!" "No, it wasn't us, I swear! I was watching April and she had her hands on her hair cause she was putting it into a bun. And- and I was assisting her so my hands were occupied too." Valeria said, wanting to say something about how Rin called her a fat fuck while being somewhat chubby herself, but Valeria knew that wouldn't go down well while Rin was angry. From inside the bushes the Squibbies talked to one another, "My turn next! Let me smack that chubby goth bitches fat ass! After what she said about us I'm not letting her off that easily. I'm going to smack that bitches ass so hard it will leave a red mark on those pale butt cheeks of hers." one Squibby devised. The group just carried on walking back to where Squibb said to meet them, right next to the chocolate river, when again, they heard some rustling coming from the bushes. Since they had been hearing these noises throughout their traveling, they took no notice of it. However, just like before, one little Squibby had hopped out and was sneaking up behind Rin... "Ugh, this walk is taking forever." Rin groaned. "Welcome to our world, chubby." April commented. "What did you just say to me?! Are you calling me chubby?!" "Uhhh, no shit? What would you say you are then?" "Oh I'm gonna- Nghhhh!!!!?" Rin was cut off yet again by an even larger smack to her slowly fattening bottom, unsettling the cream floating around in there. "What the fuck?! It happened again!" Rin moaned, still in pain from the smack. "Something keeps fucking smacking my ass!" "Oh hey, look! Squibb's right over there!" April screeched. "You're right! Finally!" Valeria cried. "Oh yeah that's sooo great... Just forget about the fact that my ass keeps getting fucking smacked why don't you..." Rin sarcastically said, still confused about who could've been slapping her fat butt. Squibb noticed them in the distance and told the boys to get ready, "Here we go boys, act natural. Forget I said anything." As the girls were approaching, Jacob and Derek noticed Rin's new appearance and couldn't be happier, "Dude! He was right! Rin has really packed on the pounds!" Jacob giddily whispered to Derek. "I don't believe it..." Derek said, "She might become even sexier than Valeria by the end of this tour if she keeps that up!" "Welcome back ladies! Did you have a splendid time?" Squibb asked with a slight tone of sarcasm in his voice that everyone just mistakenly took as whimsicality. Rin was of course the first one to speak, "No, we didn't have a splendid fucking time!" Rin shouted, "One of your freaks pushed me into a cream river and made me fat!" Rin grabbed an inch of her belly flab to prove it. "And on top of that, something or someone kept on smacking my ass on the way over here!" Rin continued her shouting, "So no, we did NOT have a splendid time!" "Wow, that was a lot." Squibb breathed heavily, "First things first, you called my Squibbies not real earlier. Then I told you they wouldn't like it, so that one is on you, chubby." Squibb poked her gut. "Hey!-" "Ah, ah, ah, I'm not finished my little creampuff." Squibb brought his tone higher as if he was speaking to a little girl, "secondly, the thing smacking that lovely ass of yours was none other than one of my Squibbies. Again proving my point that you should not call them names or do anything to anger them." "What did you call me?" "A creampuff my dear." "But why?" "Well that's what you're slowly becoming of course! You fell into a river of cream and have been ballooning up ever since, what else did you think was causing it?" "I don't fucking know! I just thought it was fattening!" "Oh, it is. Very much so. It's about 50/50 fat and cream inside of you right now. The cream steadily multiplies itself and then simultaneously gets converted into fat." "W- well make it stop! Surely you have a device or something somewhere!" "Haha, of course I do, Rin. But you've been so rude to the others on this tour and rude about my tour itself. I think this should serve as a bit of a lesson for you, don't you think?" "Turn me back! I- I won't be rude to anyone, okay? Just please, I don't want to be fat!" Rin stomped her foot like a little girl having a temper tantrum, this made the cream in her body slosh around, particularly in her belly. She hated being next to someone who made her feel completely and utterly powerless, there was nothing she could do. But more than anything, she despised having to say please to someone, begging someone for forgiveness, "I- I don't deserve this! L- listen, Squibb, I'm- I'm s-" she could barely bring herself to say the word, "I'm sor- I'm sorry." "Tough titties, chubby!" Squibb ran up to Rin and squeezed her cream-filled breasts, eliciting an involuntary moan from Rin as a bit of cream shot out of her tits. "Mmmnngg!!" The others just watched in awe, "D- don't you think that's a little harsh Mr. Squibb?" April began, "I mean, yeah, she was a total dick throughout the tour so far, but did she really deserve all this?" "Oh, trust me girls, when someone acts like this, they deserve everything that happens to them. But don't worry, the torturing is over, unless of course she talks down on my Squibbies again..." "I won't say a thing about them! They- they're real! I get that now!" Rin was truly terrified of Squibb now, and what he could do. "Wonderful! Just wonderful!" Squibb instantly switched back to his bubbly and whimsical self as if nothing happened, "A boat shall be on its way any minute to take us to the next magical room!" Trying to brush off what had just happened, April was getting excited about the next room again. And strangely, Rin was too. This was because she was going to try and find any way possible to get her body back. "Oh, and remember girls, don't eat or drink anything unless I say it's okay, okay?" "Okay." They all said in unison. "We don't want another Bebe situation on our hands now do we?" He spoke while looking over and grinning evilly at Rin and her still growing midsection. She must have put on close to 60 pounds now, and you could easily see it, her belly hanging even further down her thighs while standing, her tits so full with the cream but also fat. Bringing them from a size K to a double K. Her thighs squishing together as a result of simply blowing up too much, that thigh gap Rin obsessed so much over, completely gone. At her tall height of 5 foot 10 inches, she carried the weight quite differently to someone like April for example, whom is 5 foot 1. Yet her ass had became so round and wobbly, much like Bebe's before she- well... yeah... Squibb let out an ear-piercing whistle and after a few seconds of silence, a large wooden boat appeared, floating towards them on the chocolate river.  "Alrighty everybody, hop in!" Rin was hesitant at first, and for good reason. So April actually decided to jump in first and sit at the front, "Ooo, this is gonna be fun!" she said rather loudly as she took her seat in the front. "Be careful now, we don't want anyone falling in the river..." Squibb had his eyes locked on Valeria Alcala, as if, nevermind. Alcala waddled up to the boat and lifted one huge leg up and onto it, causing the boat and therefore April to shake madly, "Uh. . . Mr. Squibb, h-how much weight can this boat hold?" Valeria grimaced as she asked that. "Oh don't worry dear, I spent a lot of time and money perfecting this design, especially for people of your immense size." She then lifted her other fatty leg onto the wooden floor, the boat shaking once more as her full 250 pound weight made itself present. "Jesus, thought that fatass was gonna sink the fucking thing." Rin said under her breath, though Squibb somehow heard her, "Well if you're so skinny Rin, go ahead, see what happens when YOU get on the boat." Rin sheepishly walked towards it. She was a good 60 pounds heavier now than when she arrived. "Here goes nothing. Eh, who am I kidding? I'm perfect, nothing's gonna hap- w- WOAH!-" Rin was interrupted by an immense shaking of the boat once she stepped onto it, it was starting to struggle a little to hold the combined weight of the three fatties. "I- I can't be that big." Rin thought to herself. "My GOD you've REALLY become quite the chubster haven't you Rin?" Squibb chuckled loudly, "Your tummy is so round you're starting to resemble a ferris wheel my dear!" Squibb couldn't hold back his laughter and arousal, "you arrived here an hourglass shape, but look at you now!" Squibb grabbed his cane and poked Rin in her sloshy belly, making her moan once more out of pain and embarrassment. But no words came from her. Rin, for the first time, had no response. She knew she'd put on so much weight that she can no longer deny that she's a chubby girl. Her pale belly spread across her thick thighs once she took her seat near the back of the large struggling boat. Her ass was starting to almost spill off the sides of her seat. Rin was disgusted at how floppy and fat her once modest but perky tits have become, now just drooping onto her still fattening belly. This was nothing however compared to Valeria Alcala of course. Upon taking her seat, her enormous bottom made the wooden bench crack and creek as it made contact with her bulbous ass. "God, I'm so fucking fat." She moaned as she bent over a little to sit down fully, this in turn squeezed her flabby belly rolls together to make it easier for her thighs and ass to be fully seated. Once that tough task was completed, her titanic tummy spread out across her squishy lap like a balloon being inflated, it was that wide. Her ample breasts just sat upon her jiggly belly similar to Rin, though Rin's breasts had far surpassed Valeria's. "Well... I must say, I truly thought I had accounted for some big ones on my tour, but you girls REALLY put this boat to the test!" Squibb was astounded, "This does mean one unfortunate thing for the boys though, as the boat can only hold two more people. That means me, and one other, and since you're both so muscular, you must weigh quite a bit." Squibb continued, the boys starting to worry now, "I'm afraid you'll both have to leave the tour here." he shot them a sly wink. "N- no! You can't do this to us! We won the tickets just like everyone else!" Derek shouted, wavering his golden ticket around. "Yeah! How is that fair?" Jacob asked. "You are simply a health hazard gentlemen. I'm very sorry." Squibb almost sounded sincere for a moment, "SQUIBBIES! Come escort these two boys out of my factory, ensure they are given a gift bag each and some nicer clothing." "On it boss." the Squibbies all said at the same time. Squibb turned back to the contestants with a smile and began explaining where they'll be going, "So, this boat ride-" "BOSS!" a Squibby shouted, interrupting Squibb's speech. "What now?" "There's- there's a girl outside. She's... claiming to have a golden ticket." "Wait. . . the redhead?" "Yep. That's her." "Petite body?" "Uh huh..." "Massive tits?" "Jesus christ, yes! It's her!" "I can't believe I forgot! I was just so enthralled with these wonderful young piggies." Squibb was actually truly shocked this time, "bring her in, bring her in. I know how you and your friends won't like her dress code, so please do not hurt her or anything. Just simply explain to her the clothing rule and escort her here." *~*~*~* Ruby was just now arriving to the tour, she had been held back by HEAVY traffic as everyone had been rushing to see the grand opening of the factory. Ruby can be described as cunning, or evil, as she always speaks in an exaggerated high pitched voice to lure people in. As she arrived, a few small orange skinned men walked towards her and grabbed her by the arm. "Woah- hey! What. . . are you?" she asked, never having seen someone like them before. "Squibbies. Long story, just come with us." They escorted Ruby into the same waiting room the others had been in at the start of the tour, Ruby, much like the others too, had noticed the same window. "Oh my goodness! Is- is that where you're gonna be taking me?!" Ruby faked her surprise as she looked through the window showing a small preview of the gigantic room everyone had been exploring. "Yep! But first, we just have to make sure you understand the dress code for this room." a Squibby started, "I assume you've read the rules?" "N- no, I haven't. I didn't get much time, I only won my ticket yesterday." "Ohhh boy." "What, am I not allowed in or something?" "Well, you're allowed in. But me and my kind absolutely fucking hate your clothes and anything that doesn't look like how we do." "Oh, w- well I'm very sorry. If I had known-" "No, no, it's not too much of an issue. You see, nobody on this tour had read the rules either. You just have to take off all your clothes and you're ready to go!" "You're- you're joking right?" "Deadly serious I'm afraid." "I- everything?" "Yup, every last bit of clothing, please." "So, the others are also completely naked too?" "Ugh, yes! Just hurry up, Mr. Squibb is awaiting your presence." "I can't believe I'm doing this." Ruby started with her tight pink belly shirt, unlike April, Ruby had a flat stomach so she could really rock that look. "You- you're just gonna watch?" "Oh, sorry." Darn, the Squibby almost got away with it! "Thank you." She brought the top up and over her round, fat breasts, just like Rin, her nipples were still very hard from the cold. Before her top was fully off, she heard some noise, almost like... talking? Through another room, Derek and Jacob were being escorted and had a vantage point on Ruby as she was undressing, "No fucking way." Derek said to Jacob. "Way." He replied. They couldn't believe their eyes, they may have been into chubby girls with bottom-heavy figures but seeing a classic redhead with massive jugs was still irresistible. "We- we could have seen her fucking naked too?!?! Squibb is an absolute genius!" Derek tried to quietly scream, so that Ruby wouldn't hear. "I know, man. Seeing those melons would've been a dream. I mean, they're not Rin level big or anything, but the fact that Rin became a little porker meant that having big tits was kinda a given. But this girl, she's tiny! And look at those things!" Derek was feeling a growth down below again as he watched the top fully come off of Ruby's huge milk makers.  They quickly hid away as Ruby's eyes became uncovered by her shirt being taken off. Her tits jiggled a little but were still constricted by her large bra. "M- my bra too?" she worriedly asked, her fake facade falling apart as she knew deep down what the answer was. "Rules are rules." She just groaned and began taking off her size double G bra. Undoing the clip made her mounds quickly push out and wobble freely. To avoid too much embarrassment, she quickly finished the rest of her undressing, luckily she was only wearing some yoga pants and loose panties. "Alright, I'm done. You can look now. Wait, why did I even make you look away when I'm going to be naked in the end anyway?" "Habit. Most people tend to do that too, don't worry." Ruby and the Squibby made their way into the chocolate room, Ruby immediately snapped into her fake bubbly excitement. "Oh my god! This is SO awesome!" "Mr. Squibb is just over there by that big boat." "You're telling me I don't get to explore this wonderful room? C'mon!" "You were too late. Go to Squibb." Ruby was secretly very happy to go straight to the group, she can start 'making friends' with them right away. "Hey everybody! I'm Ruby!" she jumped with joy, "Nice to meet you all!" Rin whispered to the others, "Wow, the tits on her. Almost as big as mine are." "Oh, no that's not very true now is it, Rin? Yours are large because you're a fat fuck filling with cream, remember?" Squibb brought her back to her humiliating reality. April stuck out her chubby hand, "Hey Ruby! I'm April!" "Pleasure to meet you April!" Ruby hated her already, why was everyone so happy? They're all naked on a boring tour. Valeria just stayed put on her bench, it would be too much effort to heave her massive form up and out of the chair just to shake someone's hand, "I'm Valeria Alcala, sorry we're meeting under these... circumstances." she looked down at her fat gut as she said that. "Holy shit! What a fucking porker! She's got the widest ass I've ever seen!" Ruby said in her head as she looked at Valeria. "N- nice to meet you too Val! Can I call you that? I just LOVE cute little nicknames!" "Sure, that's fine with me I guess." Valeria replied, something seemed off about this girl. She was almost TOO happy. "Wasn't there supposed to be another girl Mr. Squibb?" Ruby asked, wondering where Bebe was, she had done her research on the contestants before-hand. "Well. . . she's kinda... gone." Valeria replied. "Gone? Like exited the tour?" "No she's still in the factory, just... not able to finish the tour." "But what about her shows? Her career? Her life, even? She's a freaking celebrity you know?" Rin stood up, feeling the cream inside her slosh about from the sudden movement, "Listen, Bebe Rexha said Mr. Squibb's workers weren't a real species then she picked one up and threw him like a ragdoll across the grass. Then a bunch of them ganged up on her and pinned her down. One grabbed a cup of chocolate from the river and forced it down her throat. She then, uh... became a sort of. . . fat chocolate ball person? She basically blew up like a balloon with chocolate and fat." "What the fuck. Squibb is this true?" Ruby was truly surprised, she hadn't expected this level of insanity from the tour. She could barely hold her act together anymore. "Yes, but I warned her. So it's her fault really." "Okay, how about you babe?" Ruby pointed at the goth, "How come I could hear your belly gurgling and sloshing about as if there's something liquid in there when you stood up? And how come your face and arms are so slender but your stomach and ass are so fat? That shouldn't be possible right?" "Same thing as Bebe basically. I spoke badly about Squibb's workers so one pushed me into a river full of heavy cream and in my attempts of trying not to fucking drown, I swallowed quite a bit of the creamy and delicious stuff. In fact, I can still taste it in my mouth right now." "T- that's not going to happen to me, right Squibb?" "Oh I hope not my dear. As long as you follow the rules you should be okay!" "Should?" Squibb gave no response, just a slight grin towards her. He quickly moved back onto the others, "Okie dokie then! Let's finally have this boat ride, shall we?" Squibb looked at Ruby and motioned towards the boat, "Come on, don't be shy now." Ruby stepped lightly on the boat, her petite size not adding much strain to it unlike the others. She chose to sit next to Rin, as she was the smallest in size and most like her in terms of personality. Obviously if possible she'd sit next to somebody skinny and healthy, but everyone on the tour is just so large! "Wow, we can finally get the wonder boat going! How exciting!" Squibb happily cried. "Wonder boat? "Just another one of my fun little names for things, wouldn't want to be a boring billy now would we?" The boat started off slow, despite the fact that it's made out of wood, it's completely operated by mechanics Squibb had installed. "W- woah! This boat goes pretty fast!" April said as she had to hold on for balance. "My dear, this is just the starting speed, an airplane on the beginning of a runway if you may." Squibb revealed. "But won't we get splashed with the chocolate from the river?" Valeria worriedly asked. "Oh most certainly my plump dear." Valeria was almost too scared to ask her next question, "W- what happens if the chocolate touches our bare skin..." "Ohhhhh, I hadn't thought about that. . . oops! Your naked skin will absorb the chocolate drops and convert them into calories. I think about one single drop is like, a hundred calories? Yeah that sounds about right." "One? One single fucking drop is one hundred calories? If we get splashed that's like," April paused to do her calculations, she is not the brightest of the bunch, "ten thousand drops! We're gonna be huge! Oh Mr. Squibb you can't let this happen to us, you just can't!" "I'm afraid I couldn't even stop it if I wanted to, it's all automated my chubby darling." As the boat's speed began steadily increasing, it started to shake throughout the whole thing, everyone terrified of gaining any more weight. Especially Ruby, as she still has her incredible body at 130 pounds and 5 foot 6. April noticed something up ahead in the chocolate, a small but noticeable rock in their path. Hitting this rock would inevitably cause some water to make it's way onto the boat. "Mr. Squibb! There's- there's a rock up ahead! What are we going to do?" April worried. "There's nothing we CAN do. I'm terribly sorry." he said with no sincerity at all. They traveled closer and closer to the obstacle, until. . . *BWOOOSHH* the boat made contact with the rock and suddenly a great big wave of chocolate flew into the air, splattering nearly everyone on the boat! April got it the worst however, the majority of the chocolate landed on her pudgy belly. Immediately being absorbed and causing her to gain ten pounds just like that. As she was naked everyone watched her belly slowly push out, her face even caught a drop and making it soften all over. "Oh my god! I- I'm fatter!" April screamed as she finished watching her belly's growth. "Squibb, you have to stop the boat! This is crazy!" Valeria screamed in terror as the ride felt like it was becoming increasingly bumpy. "As I mentioned twice already. It is automated, nothing I can do. Maybe just try to sit back and enjoy the scenery." "How the fuck do you expect me to- oh. oh no-" Valeria was cut off by a small splash of chocolate landing directly on the sides of her ass. Her ass began making strange gurgling sounds, then just seconds later, *GURGLEEE!* her ass let out a huge gurgle and surged outwards, her flabby flesh spilling off the large bench. "My ass!" she cried, watching her fattest asset blow up even further than she thought possible. Squibb had to conceal his largest boner yet as he watched Valeria's naked wobbling bottom increase in size. "This is by far the best tour ever." he spoke to himself, proud of his contestant choices. Yes, he obviously rigged the golden tickets. She only gained about 10 pounds also, but with genetics like hers, it all went straight to her rear, making it most noticeable. Now nearly everyone was jiggling madly as the boat was shaking vigorously through the journey. The boat then came up to a very sharp and sketchy right hand turn, this scared the girls a lot. "Please not me please not me!' April cried. *BOOOSHH!* the boat splashed as it nearly toppled over, the fattening chocolate spraying basically only on one person, Ruby. "For fucks sake." her bubbly high voice nowhere to be found. The chocolate unfortunately had found it's way all over her naked body.  She could feel her stomach and body rumble, like something was getting…added to her. “N- no way I'm ACTUALLY going to get fat right? Th- that can't be possible.” she gasped as she heard her stomach groan, before suddenly, *BWOOOOMPP!* She shrieked as she felt and saw her ass, stomach, and bust, suddenly grow several, if not tens of inches bigger. Her already large G cups swelled up to an I cup, her butt once toned and flat now stuck out like a pair of squishy bowling balls, and her petite, trim abdominals, once the pride of her body, along with her tits, was instantly replaced by a large chocolate-filled belly that actually looked almost bigger than the belly that lay in Rin's fat lap. It wasn't only those parts though, her pretty face looked a little rounder, her arms a little softer too. "I'm- I'm fat!" Ruby loudly screeched at the top of her lungs, looking and feeling over her new flab. "What have you done to me?!" she screamed at Squibb. "Oh come on Ruby, don't act so innocent. I know who you are and what you're here for." what? There's no way Squibb knew about Ruby's actual personality and plan to fake her way into winning the factory so fast. "W- what do you mean?" She acted confused. "You're here to eat candy and explore my factory of course, Ruby Redding!" that was very strange of Squibb to say those things like that, but everyone just shook it off as 'just another Squibb thing'. "PHEW!" Ruby was relieved, she really thought he had caught her out already. "That plumping redhead has no idea! Oh goodie, this is going to be so much fun!" Squibb plotted to himself. Now the only girl who hadn't had much chocolate land on her yet, was Rin. She'd gained a couple pounds from the odd drops here and there. But nothing to really make a big change to her figure. The chocolate may have not made much of a difference by itself, but it started to combine with the cream inside her. This very combination caused Rin to blimp up 30 pounds over the course of the ride, bringing her extremely close to April's hefty weight. Sadly due to her height, Rin wasn't quite as... visually massive as April. But with this new combination happening behind the scenes, she was well on her way there. "Hey, Mr. Squibb, barely any chocolate even touched me, how come I'm so much fucking fatter?" Rin sobbed while looking down at her cream and chocolate filled gut as it shook around due to the boats incredible speed. "You see Rin, the fattening cream inside you has begun combining with the highly fattening chocolate your body just greedily gobbled up. Causing you to gain even more weight." Squibb explained to the filling goth, "Gosh, fatties are just so stupid." He said to himself. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the unbelievably fast boat started to slow down. "Is it finally over Mr Squibb?" All the fatties asked in unison. "Yes, yes, my large ladies, the thrilling boat ride is over." Squibb announced, standing up and looking out at the room they had just arrived in, "Here we are girls! The Perplexing Pear Room! It might sound rather boring, I mean, does anyone really love pears that much? But-"  "I do!" Valeria interrupted. "Ah, really now?" Squibb contemplated for a moment, then upon looking at Valeria's tremendous figure he said, "now that I think about it, that does make sense!" Squibb felt another growth forming in his pants after focusing on Valeria's naked body for too long, "Anyway, as I was saying, this room may not sound like much, but I promise there are plenty of wonders to be found in this humongous room!" He pointed off the boat and at the ramp that was at the ready for each plumper to walk (or waddle) down.  As each girl got up from their seats, a slight chuckle could be heard coming from Squibb. Rin was first, her belly sloshing about and needing to be picked up by her in order to fully stand up. The wooden seat was relieved to have Rin's weight lifted off of it. She slowly walked over to the ramp, and by slow, I mean very slow. Rin was not accustomed to being so. . . fat. Her larger thighs squished against one another as her precious thigh gap had disappeared. Love handles had sprouted at each of her sides and her behind had REALLY ballooned up over the full duration of the boat ride. As Rin had finished walking down the ramp, it was now time for April to get up. Fortunately, she hadn't quite gained as much as Rin on that trip, although her flabby belly still grew bigger. As she stood up, chocolate dripped off her large gut as there was too much of it to be sucked up by her skin. As she slowly waddled to the ramp, April's thighs did the same as Rin's. Just not as loudly due to the cream and chocolate inside of Rin. Next was the great big and fat pear shaped Valeria Alcala. Her bench on the verge of literally snapping. As she put all her might into picking up her heavy body, the bench began creaking extra loudly. Luckily it didn't give way as Valeria managed to somehow get to a standing position, her weight being thrown off from all directions as her belly and ass were simply too heavy for her. In order for Valeria to waddle towards the ramp, she had to hold her protruding gut in her chubby hands as her enormous and wide tree-trunk thighs smashed together. Her voluptuous fat ass jiggling all the way as the entire boat shook from each heavy step. Valeria's gigantic butt cheeks gobbled up the chocolate that was sprayed on them like it was nothing! Only increasing it's insane size. Though her belly was still a force to be reckoned with, "Mmmfff!!" she groaned while still attempting to hold her flabby belly up as she waddled like a penguin down the steep metal ramp. The metal being so cold in contrast to the heating they'd had the luxury of was a surprise. And last, but most certainly not least, the new girl, Ruby. Who had already fallen victim to a pretty big weight increase of 50 pounds in one go. As she stood up, she had a noticeably easier time than the other, having arrived so skinny. Her fat tits gave her a few issues but nothing major. The biggest issue she faced was her once petite belly dripping chocolate all over her already chocolate-dripping thighs! Not only that, chocolate was smeared all over her face as if she'd been gobbling down bar after bar of Squibb's famous 'Squibb Nibs'. She walked over to the ramp, chocolate spilling all over the boats wooden surface, and quite easily walked down it. The other girls were quite envious of how easy it was. Although one thing they were happy about was not being absolutely drenched in chocolate, there was simply too much of it for her skin to absorb. "There we are! Wow, you porkers do take quite some time to walk now don't you girls?" Squibb laughed and the girls just stared at him with their chubby cheeks on display. Ruby's face still covered in chocolate. "Now, let's move on with the tour! Welcome once again to The Perplexing Pear Room!" Squibb happily announced.

Inspired by Feastings2's art: https://www.deviantart.com/feastings2/art/Feed-Your-Waitress-WIP-956701092 When Jane took up this job, she thought it was a normal fast food restaurant. Obviously, she didn't do her research. But she strolled into the restaurant and into the office, ready to get her briefing on the full job. Her hair was a bright blonde, flowing down her shoulders. Her hazel eyes poked just as much as her defined freckles on her cute cheeks. Her figure was short and thin, the body of a dieter. Jane took up this job due to how unusually high the pay was, that could easily pay her rent and leave her spending money. One thing she was worried about was her weight, it was well known that fast food workers often took advantage of their food discount. When she entered the manager's office, she was met with the manager. A larger, presumably pregnant lady dressed in formal clothes. "Greetings, I'm Jane. I'm the new worker here." Jane shook her hand. "Ah yep, we'll get you caught up on what's going on here. Sit down please, Jane." The manager said. "So I'll tell you the biggest part of the job, we're very different from other establishments." Jane perked up. "We don't make the food for the customers, we instead make the food for the waitress to eat Infront of the customers. I know, very unorthodox, but we've got a loyal and growing customer base." The manager explained. "What?.. I can't believe it. I can't do that, I need to watch my weight, all this food is greasy and fatty." Jane said incredulously. "Think about the pay, and you're already here. You already look like you need some meat on your bones." "I... I think you're right. I'll get to work." Jane admitted, before leaving to work. She was on her first order. A large meal at table 12. She shook as she thought at how she would eat this all. She walked her way up to the table, seeing two young men awaiting patiently. Jane felt how stretchy her pants and shirt was, and she didn't like that. "Uh, this is my first time... Do I just eat it?" Jane asked the two men. "Yeah just slowly eat it all infront of us, all of it. Burger, chips and drink." One man said nicely. "Oh okay, I'm new to this, so I wasn't sure..." Jane's voice trailed off as she stared at the food. Gulp, before she picked up the burger. The two young men looked in anticipation, as she readied to bite into it. As her teeth got past the bun and into the contents inside, her tongue felt ecstacy. She felt invigorated by the bite, loading another into her gob. The burger was hungrily eaten, devoured. "Now the drink." The other man said, more demandingly than the other. She hesitantly slurped a bit of the drink, before realising how sweet it was. She slurped up the cola, her belly feeling sloshy and full. Without any words, she ate the chips. "Wuuuhhh, that was a lot. Now I gotta get ready for more."

Anna Hart was 16 and living with her parents Margaret her mother and her father John Anna's parents made sure that Anna would never eat anything unhealthy but all Anna wanted to do is eat Anna's parents only gave vegetables and fruits to eat so Anna really wanted to eat meat and chocolate so one day in her room Anna was trying to sleep when she saw a shooting star and made a wish on it please let me go back in time so that I can make my parents get fat so that I can eat all I want she knew it was a dump wish but the thought made her happy after that Anna went to sleep easily the next day she was in a cabin in the woods near her hometown wondering what happened the end of part one

[[Content includes feederism elements, stuffing, rapid weight gain, excessive weight gain, sloppy/messy eating, supernatural/magical weight gain, force feeding, tube feeding, and a little purple devil creature]] Ashley had gotten off work a couple hours early at the restaurant. She hadn’t been feeling well, her stomach pained and upset. Hard to wait tables when you can barely stand up straight. As she drove, the only things she could think of were a nice hot shower, maybe something for the pain, and her boyfriend Justin. With the day she’d had, she could use some cuddles, some gentle kindness. He was good at that, making her feel better. The first thing Ashley had noticed coming out of her car was how quiet the neighborhood was. The birds were still, the insects silent, the city noises strangely absent. It was as if someone… or something… had muted the world around her house. It was strange, and as she approached the front door, Ashley couldn’t shake the feeling of wrongness. It