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Part One


              I’ll have you know, my standards are quite extreme. You won’t be the first piglet I’ve taken on, but if you succeed, you will be the first at that. I’ll not do anything to you that you wouldn’t want, and that’s part of why I’m so picky when it comes to selecting my piglet to be. You need to want this:

              ALL of this.

              See, you need complete, and utter dedication to heaviness, morbidity, flab, laziness, gluttony. Ever aspect of fat, every concept that orbits fat, every single concept adjacent to fat I require a complete surrender to. Fat must be sacred to you, it must be your religion. I demand an intense dedication to fat because I need big changes, and I mean big.

              That’s why most of the girls I’ve interviewed are so thin, and why most of them have no chance. What thin person has no reservations of letting themselves inflate to a useless ball of atrophied adipose? What person who can dedicate their life to fat hasn’t done so on their own ambition? A thin woman, ready and eager to sacrifice herself to the altar of obesity is a rare person, and a person I hope you can be.

              If you think you can meet these demands, then you’ll be hired on. You won’t need for anything, or have any requirement for work, your job will be fat. Gaining weight, every month weighing in heavier than the last, is your only requirement to have every need met. I’ll make sure my personal pig is housed, warm and most of all: fed.

              In this new life as a piglet growing is your first priority at all times. You’ll have an onslaught of food, and I’ll design the perfect schedule to get as much fattening slop into you as possible, and you’ll listen to it exactly. You can start off as little as 5000 calories a day, by the look of you now that will seem a lot, but soon you’ll think of 10 000 as a day of light snacking.

              Of course, I will allow you days of freedom, outside of the strict regime. On these days you must still manage your calorie goals but are free to act as you wish otherwise- with one strict exception. You are not to exercise. No walks in the park, no swimming with friends, nothing of the sort. Your body is a temple to hedonism, laziness and fat, and it is sacrilege to ignore the purpose of such a temple.

              To help maintain a proper level of laziness you’ll drive- or be driven, to anywhere you wish to go, and when you are large (or perhaps simply atrophied) enough that even short walks become strenuous, you’ll be given mobility help in whatever form you seek to make walking anywhere a thing of the past. Ideally, you’ll hardly have to move in your own home.

              Now, these goals are all rather difficult, and I can’t give you all my time, so a team of chauffeurs and nurses will be available to you at your request to perform your daily tasks for you, and help you live comfortably as you become buried in your own excess. The calorie goals you’ll be dealing with are lofty, and having help will be necessary.

              For extra help in making your goals I’ve had a cocktail of drugs made for you, to increase your appetite, slow down your metabolism, stretch your stomach, reduce the feeling of fullness and more. Everything we can do to make the trough of food you’ll be devouring pile on into fat as quickly as possible.

              This isn't about me controlling you, any of this. It’s just about expectations. I don’t want to separate you from your former life, the opposite, really. I want people to see you and feel shock, fear, pity, disgust as they see this beautiful, thin woman become swaddled in hundreds upon hundreds of pounds of flesh.

              First as you grow fat, and are never without snack, and later as you are never without food to gorge on with relentless hunger, feasting yourself with greedy determination, as if you want to turn into the mountain of a woman they see you becoming. Even as you become limited and slowed by your fat, and are eventually encumbered to a waddle, which you only practice to get to and from your scooter, I want them to watch, and to try to save you from yourself, and wonder just what this new job is.

              And even still, as you become truly pinned beneath your hill of a body and can no longer move beyond the confines of your own bed, completely at the whims of your own ceaseless hunger, and need to fill yourself, need to grow and feel that weight pinning you grow ever heavier, ever larger and more covering, I want them to see. To see a familiar face, swimming in fat, stare at them from a mountain of sheer unnecessary baggage. A woman imprisoned under her own vastness, and greed, recognizable, but entirely different and entombed within herself. I want you to see their faces watch you as you drink fat from a funnel and fill that disgusting, rolling pile of a body with all the more abundance.

              Most importantly, they’ll have to know you chose this. I’ll help you do it, and I’ll make sure it can happen if you want it, but your wanting this is the only way it can become reality. I want you to give in, and surrender yourself willingly and eagerly to the ever hungry greed within you, and let it turn you into a real piggy you need so desperately to be. And beyond that let it turn you into the beached whale you crave to be, useless in your own, purposeful immensity.

              I know what’s on your mind now. I can see on your face you’re wet at the thought of blowing up into a blob of a woman, throbbing to become swallowed by your own fat. You ate a lot in your initial trial, which is why you’ve made it to this interview, but it isn’t so simple. I have a lot of applicants who’d like this opportunity, so you’ll have a little bit of a test.

              Each of you will be given the full of my resources for a little while, to see what kind of gains you can manage. I’m not sure how long, but When it’s clear who will make the best piggy, I’ll let them know that they’re the only ones still be blown up to be the perfect barnyard piglet. But between you and me, I think you’ve got this- You seem the most….

              Hungry for it.



Part Two



              I always knew it would be you. Or at least, I had a suspicion. And it looks like I was right. From some tiny thing, with ribs showing and no assets not made of skin and bone- to this! My god, how do I even describe what you've become.

              Over the years it's all passed as I'd hoped, but even better, people who love you worrying for you, then turning away in disgust, unable to watch as you turn into this barely human blob of a woman, every limb a vestigial piece of when you existed for more than this life of simple consumption

              They watched you as you first gained a tiny bit of weight with near happiness, as your figure filled out. Then they watched in horror as it continues tiniest to fill out, and you started to get out of breath from short stairs, then short walks, and then by God as you passed a quarter ton and almost everyone had given up in thinking you'd ever stop you started to get out of breath from eating!

              And your walk… oh, the graceful, co rodent gait you came to me with. It turned into a waddle oh so quickly. And after that it became something hardly more than a shuffle, feet barely able to more than slim the ground as you made your way with red face and huffing breath back to your scooter, food in hand. I'll admit, you made poor use of the helpers to fetch you foodz but I know it was k my so you could see people's disgust at how big you were, how fast you grew and how much you ate, tangentially telling them how little you cared about your preposterous growth and obesity.

              Grow you did, too. Your belly was once flat to your stomach and I've watched as it's surged over your waist, onto your lap and further. If you could stand, still, I'd bet it'd be past your knees by now, easily. Maybe even to the floor. Though, really, what knees. They're just other fat rolls now, your thighs rolling into so many folds over them, and hanging innsacs like your gut off of each side halfway down your calves. And those calves roll over your feet, in two, no three rolls of fat, and even your feet look thicker! Arms too, are buried under rolls, your forearms fat and heavy, barely moving as they're anchored by forearms that must each weigh nearly a hundred pounds with how absurdly soft and pillowy they've grown.

              And that face. Your beautiful face, as cute and innocent as ever, now so clearly sinful as it's leaking from an abyss of fat that tells of your gluttony. Innocence is a lie, and your indulgent ways are clear, a face so fat it rolls into a chin and onto your chest seamlessly, flooding into a sea of blubber like some great, tributary river. Those same adorable eyes look out from their new home, embedded in all consuming fat.

               I’ve been told by your nurses that your appetite is doing well, you’re eating more every day. You eat ten times as much as I do, and I bet you still want more. Sorry I had to leave feeding you to them, but work needed me. But now that I have some time, I’ll give you my undivided attention. Satisfying you is a hard job, so I’m sure I’ll need it.

              Just lay back (not that you have much of a choice), and relax. You’ve done an amazing job at being the perfect piglet, so let me reward you for all your hard work. Now,

Open wide.
TAGS: SSBBW, XWG
Yet another Weekly Short Story for the Weekly Weigh In group. This week's theme was High Society, and I took this one at a weird angle, focusing on the idea of a mysterious, gender-less, rich benefactor taking in a feedee on a professional level, making weight gain her sole purpose and career. This was a strange story, being written in second person and all, and I hope you enjoy :D
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Flemen-The-Pemen-2 Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
I was gonna ask for writing tips, but our writing styles (and stories for that matter) are vastly different.
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ExtraBaggageClaim Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
You can learn a lot from people whose styles are different. I'm too busy these days for real mentor-ship, but I can help you with any particulars you need help with if you wanna send me a note.
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Flemen-The-Pemen-2 Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Well, do you have any tips that apply to a more general perspective.
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Revivedracer209 Featured By Owner Jul 18, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
Man, I really like the benefactor's voice. We gotta get more second person WG out there!
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Flemen-The-Pemen-2 Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Hey Revivedracer. Didn't expect to see you here. :)
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Revivedracer209 Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
Well, what can I say? I'm a big fan of EBC! :)
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Flemen-The-Pemen-2 Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
EBC?
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Revivedracer209 Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
ExtraBaggageClaim.
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Flemen-The-Pemen-2 Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Oh. Thanks.
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ExtraBaggageClaim Featured By Owner Jul 19, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
It's a limiting narrative voice, I'm not surprised we don't get more. I'd like to see some written by someone who leans more as a feedee than feeder though, I think we'd get an interesting story out of it
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Revivedracer209 Featured By Owner Jul 19, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
Yeah. The perspective of the feedee or the one who's gaining is pretty fun in 2nd person. 
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petefa Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2018
That’s a fantastic piece of work!.
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ExtraBaggageClaim Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Glad you think so, and thank you so much for telling me so :D
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blueflowersredthorns Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2018
Really fun read! Nice work!
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ExtraBaggageClaim Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you :)
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Forcedlactationlover Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Interesting! Beyond my desires, but very well done for all that. (Not that my imagination forbids. It Doesn't! Preference does.)
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