chapter 2

This strange person who came to visit me the night before was not lying. What he did to me was quite bizarre. I should've just pushed him away and slammed the door...but, I couldn't. I never felt so good in my life before he started touching me like that. From the top of my hair to the bottoms of my barefeet and toes, such an electric and sexy experience. Was he some kind of wizard putting a spell on me? He must have been because I only had one thought on my mind after that...seeing him again!

The next day turned out to be beautiful. The meteorologists said 70 percent chance of rain...but nah. Of course, they really don't get paid enough. I got up from bed, stretching, rubbing my big belly and washing up quickly. I found a blue short sleeved button shirt and some khaki pants that went down to my shins, because I think it's sexy, haha! Also, I decided to wear my strap on sandals today to let my toes breathe. Who knows, If I meet that same fellow again today I would like to walk and talk with him to understand him more.

"Ugh, my pants feel tight. Oh, hehe, darn donuts gonna have me spending money on clothes in no time, ugh."

I mean, c'mon! I rubbed my butt and definately felt a lot more bounce to my ounce back there.

When I got to the bakery I walked inside and heard that nice pleasant bell, the bell that alerts the patrons to the presence of fat people, haha. The bell that alerts people to the presence of hungry gluttons, like me!

What? I can't make fun of myself? Here, let me bounce my belly a little. Up, down! Ha! Oohh...I know it was a little jiggly, but there was a lot more jello now!

"Oh hello sir! How may I help you to...ohh, you're Mike right?"

Oh crap! It's the weirdo from last night! Hmm...ok, what should I do? Should I sit on him for feeling me up so rudely last night? There were no other customers in the bakery this early in the morning (7:15 AM) so I might be able to get away with it, hell, he might even like it!

"So, I came here to get my usual...and ask about what the hell YOU were thinking last night?"

I could tell I put enough force into my confrontation that his stance dropped a little. But, I didn't want to make him nervous.

"S-sorry Mike. I apologize last night...I-uhhh I was just, uh...checking you...sorry if it sounds so out of left field, but that's the truth."

You know, as crazy as it sounds, I believed him. His groping last night was very precise that it was much more than just some crazy gay fatty fondling.

"Checking me for what? Are you guys...trying to fatten me up?"

Uh oh...maybe that was the wrong thing to ask.

"Uhh, yeah. We chose you Mike. And unfortunately, we need you to keep eating our products. Please..."

He came around and approached me, putting his soft pleasant hands on my shoulders, turning me around to face the back area.

"Come this way, need you to talk with our boss."

He slightly led me over the double doors and past the display case towards the back area, slightly bumping into me purposefully. Heh, now I know for sure he was into me. While walking he leaned his head into my shoulder and giggled.

"Oh yeah, I should mention, I hope you're hungry big guy."

I couldn't help but blush all over and laugh, holding my belly while we walked. Soon we came into an area that was built like a garage almost. There was a table in the center of the room with a man sitting there and looking right at me. He was dressed in a suit and had a strong looking face, holding a pointer object of some sort.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Michael! My name is Josh Fatcher. Please have a seat right there..."

He pointed right to a red recliner right in front of the table. The other man let go of my shoudlers to allow me to sit my butt down. It was quite comfortable I must say. I relaxed a little and looked at the businessman.

"Now Mike. I think you should prepare yourself for what I'm about to say. But first, these are for you my friend."

He reached below the table to bring up a tray full of Boston Creme donuts, six of them. Oh god, I forgot how hungry I was since coming into this room. I could already taste the delicious chocolate frosting and moist creamy yellow goo filling.

"Brad, give this treat to our new friend."

Brad, good to know his name now at least. He gave me the tray smiling at me, lust in his eyes going right into my belly. Oh dear, I feel something happening in the future, but pushed it out of my mind to focus on the donuts, unable to resist stuffing my face anymore. I crammed in one and could hardly take the amazing pleasure these plump pastries offered.

"There's plenty more where that came from Mike. But for now, the truth. You see, Brad and I are not from around here. We are...in fact, not even from this planet."

Ok, back up. I still chewed my donut, but widened my eyes at the two of them. Really? Aliens? But then again I wasn't surprised. No human could make baked goods this amazing and flawless. I kept eating, onto my second donut, chocolate getting onto my double chin. I blushed.

"Don't be alarmed though Mike. We come in peace and have no plans for destruction. We took the forms of humans to hide ourselves...since our real forms would obviously give us away. Simple enough right?"

I nodded, moving onto my third donut and rubbing my belly with my left hand, feeling myself getting a little full, but not able to quit just yet. Jeez, I feel like a donut.

"The bottom line Mike, our species is doing little experiements right now, all over your planet as a matter of fact. We are choosing people like you who have potential. It's not dangerous, but...well let me ask you this, did Brad treat you well last night?"

Oh jeez, I felt like I was being forced into a gay relationship with this Brad guy, who was eyeing me and smiling at me right now! Oh, onto the 4th treat now. I can't stop!

"You know, by the look on your stuffed face I'm guessing you enjoyed it, didn't you? Heh, It's ok Mike. There will be plenty more of that in the future."

I blushed and burped loudly, making the both of them laugh. I then grabbed the fifth donut and bit into it, squeezing some filling out onto my pants by accident. Oh darn, I remember what Brad said last night, calling me a piggy. No way to fight that statement anymore.

"Mmm...you love eating so much don't you Mike?"

I couldn't deny it. I did love to eat. I had always been a fat boy. Then he got up and walked over, my eyes on him the entire time while Brad watched. My mouth, full of lard and cream and chocolate tried to enact a response, but was already imprisoned by the sugary bars of gluttonous sin. He walked behind the recliner and placed his hands onto my moobs!

"Mmm...you have no idea what we're going to do to you Mike. No idea. Mmm...That's it, go on, stuff your face. Make a pig out of yourself. We all know this is who you are. Why fight it? It makes you feel good and happy."

Oh man...why? Why now? My chubby face was hot red, my belly incredibly stuffed at this point with fattening delight. All these rubs on my chest...making my cock stiffen in my tight pants, making me wiggle my toes. I thought Brad was good at groping, but Josh was even worse! If he keeps this up...oh man...

"Now you go ahead and finish the last donut fat boy."

Then Brad joined in on the fun, putting his hands on my big belly, jiggling it and massaging it, and I felt ready to cum all over...what's happening to me?

"Heh, that's right, stuff your plump cheeks, grow your big fat butt, blow up your belly like a balloon, because you're in for the long haul with us."

And just like that, the last of the last donut went down, and I burped again, my belly popping a button on my shirt and exposing my stuffed creamy belly button. Josh took his pointed and poked it into my belly button, making me cum in my pants.