chapter 10

As more food entered his mouth his body made a strange and scary rumbling sound. Waves of fat went crashing through his body. Still he grew bigger and more fat encroached itself around his neck. His face was so fat now that the machines had to switch to smaller items of food to fit them down his throat past his huge round chubby cheeks. But it seemed that the machine was intent on stuffing every last bit of food into his that it could. A few more chocolates were crammed in and another strange and scary rumbling sound even louder this time. He labored breathing between bites of food made speech difficult, but the look of total pleasure on his fat face made it clear that Jack really enjoyed his life of constant and absolute stuffing. A few minutes later, the woman placed a small oxygen line in a nostril of his nose. The pressure and restriction on her lungs created by his constantly over-full stomach, the extra oxygen made it easier and less strenuous for him to breath. The woman was amazed and excited by the sight of Jack's incredibly huge body, overfed face and the sound of his heavy breathing. His face was buried in rolls of fat; the huge cheeks hid the ears and some of the eyes. The sack of fat hanging from his chin spilled over his chest. The arms resembled huge stuffed pillows rather than human arms. He was absolutely helpless without food in his insatiable mouth. The woman pushed on the huge orb that was his stomach. "Oh my GLUTTONOUS PIG, you have gotten so MORBIDLY OBESE all you want is MORE, MORE, keep GORGING, OVEREAT well let's stuff you more till you explode you will beg me to stop you GREEDY fat boy soon you'll be IMMOBILE and can't move, just EAT, EAT and FATTEN yourself.
18 weeks later

The robot arms backed away and the mask was freed itself from his face. Jack quivered and listened to his fat body gurgle, jiggle and flop about as the arms all worked his expanding flesh. He was still expanding gradually and whimpered at the occasional creaking stretching noises expecting each one to result in his bursting like a balloon.

"So have you learnt your lesson?"

Jack tried to open his mouth but every time he managed to part his fat plump lips the only thing that escaped them was a loud burp. "BURP!... BURP!... BURP!" Jack gasped. He had just had a large feeding session with rich German and Italian foods.

"I'm sorry what was that?" the woman chuckled.

"BURP!... BURP!... BUUURRRRRRP!!!

"Well I don't know, I guess I'll just have to test you and see."

A single robot arm approached with a candy bar, a American snickers bar, it waved it in front of his nose. All of the chemicals stored in the in the gigantic reserves of fat on his body were still begging his to fill his belly with food. The hunger was... intense. A pocket of drool spilt exploded out of the side of his large plump lips.

"Oh dear, looks like someone's still hungry."

The robot arm slowly began to turn and force it into his plump lips. Jack shrieked as it was slowly forced all the way in to his mouth. The chocolate began to melt and the flavor made his eyes nearly roll back in to his head. He moaned as he chewed it.

"Yes a true glutton, one bite away from exploding and you're still hungry. Are you sure you want to eat that? No one's forcing you to swallow now."

Jack's eyes went wide as he realized what he was about to do. He began trying to spit the candy out, but it was so gooey and his mouth was so fat it was hard to do... but that wasn't the real problem. The real problem was that it was gooey and SWEET. Sweets were his biggest weakness. Ever since he was a little boy he could never resist them. Just a little bit would hurt. Just one tiny little swallow and spit the rest out, he thought. That one tiny swallow was the end because a split second later he moaned and sucked the rest of it down his throat and in to his overfull belly.

His eyes went wide and his face went white as he realized what he'd just done. He could feel his belly stretching out just a little more to try and fit it in. Then there was a deep rumbling sound. It grew louder and louder, then started a horrible stretching sound as Jack began to swell like a parade balloon. As she looks on his back, he has slabs of back fat around his shoulder blades. He also has full fledged back boobs that now rival his udder-like front boobs, my love handles resemble huge Goodyear inner tubes, my plump ass has turned into a bubble butt, and my once-strong thighs now are tree-trunk sized, each probably as big around as a man's waist. His rolls became taught as they deepened. His hands and feet looked like blown up rubber gloves, his fat fingers and toes sticking out at curious angles. Still he grew fatter and fatter! The rumbling of his gut and the stretching of his skin was growing deafening. He was a gigantic ball of fat about to explode! "Yes this is what happens to big fat greedy gluttons who can't control their appetite. They get too fat for their own good!" the sinister woman's cruel words echoed in his mind. "I'm... too... fat..." he breathed heavily, tears in his eyes. He was absolutely sure these was no way he could possibly get any fatter without exploding, but oh how wrong he was.
Jack belly is expands halfway to his knees. His belly though still soft is now hard and bloated with food. Her hands haven't stopped feeling and pinching his fat. He has rolls spearing above his love handles that weren't there a week ago. What you can seeing his thighs are so squishy and squished under his growing belly. Every part of his body is growing fatter, he knows it and so does The woman begins rubbing Jacks belly with both hands. "So fat..." He can't help but feel every bit of fat he's put on her piggy. Jack has his eyes closed and panting trying to catch his breath. "Rest Jack you should nap and let this all turn to fat." Jack agrees and she lays the chair flat. "I'm glad you see you can't leave, and that you might want to leave but it fails to be your decision. See Jack I'm the one who decided you would be immobile."