Chapter 6 - 6 - greedy piglet (part 2)

He pulls my hands behind the back of the chair, and I feel a soft silken rope tighten around my wrists. He knots the fabric firmly, and I quickly realize I am all but bound to the chair, completely helpless. My heart races with anticipation as I halfheartedly fight against my restraints, but to no avail. I am merciless to his punishment, whatever it may be.

He appears before me, holding a large tray of assorted desserts and treats. I can see cakes, pies, pastries and chocolates piled high in an ominous tour de force. He glances at me, following my eyes to the tray of delights, and smirks.

"If you like eating so much, why don't I show you exactly what eating does to a skinny girl like you? Each one of these will add 10 pounds to that little round belly of yours. That should be more than enough to fatten you up piglet."

My heart flutters at his words, and I imagine what the mountainous platter will do to me. I look down at my stomach, bulging slightly on my waist, and imagine it's mass once he is done. The mere thought turns me on more than I had ever been before.

I open my mouth to protest and he shoves a brownie between my lips. I recoil in surprise, but I'm quickly overcome by the decadence of the gooey dessert. It feels warm, moist and heavy with each bite, the most irresistible brownie I had every tasted. I savor the sweet, creamy dough as I chew, losing myself to its delectable charms. A wave of pleasure trickles down my throat into my awaiting tummy, sending waves of pleasure bursting from my abdomen rivaling those pulsing from my sex. My eyes roll back and I moan as I finish chewing the last few bites.

"Looks like you enjoyed that piglet," he remarks, shoving a lemon cake into my mouth, smearing my lips and cheeks with crumbs and cream. "No wonder you've grown so chubby recently, you've lost all control. If you don't stop soon you'll turn into a big fat pig."

As I chew the last few bites of the lemon cake I can already feel the weight begin to pile on. The skin on my waist feels tight and hot, and my belly looks as if I have been stuffed to the brim. Even my thighs seem to spread a bit more on the seat, the fabric of my bottoms digging into the flesh at my hips. Before I can fully take in my growth, he pushes an iced sugar cookie into my mouth as I swallow the last bite of the cake, and has a chocolate-filled scone waiting at my lips once I finish chewing that.

"I hope you're not slowing down already, you're still far too small, a girl with an appetite like yours should be much bigger." My mouth is still full of cookie when he pushes the scone past my lips, causing my cheeks to bulge like a chipmunk. I lean back and moan with the intensity of the desserts, each one addictively delicious and yet so unbelievably filling. While I chewed he ran his hand under the weight of my expanded gut and shook it with emphasis. My belly had grown beyond the small paunch I had to begin with and into a round plump ball, bulging past my full breasts and onto the soft flesh of my thighs. He teasingly pulled the string of my bikini bottoms, which now dug deep into my hips.

"Wow, you've already outgrown your bathing suit. You used to be thin enough to show off that skinny body in this bikini, and now your belly is so big you can hardly fit into it. Here piglet, let me help you..." He unties the straps along my waist, releasing my bottoms with a pleasing snap. As I swallow the last gulp he unhooks my top, releasing my breasts and leaving me fully naked, swollen and round, tied up to the chair as he feeds me.

Another dessert, this time a mousse-covered tart, is pressed down my gullet. Then another brownie. I can't keep up as he force-feeds me bite after bite. My jaw cramps as I struggle to chew through all the chewy, dense pastries, and each swallow becomes harder to force down. With each bite I feel myself grow fatter and heavier, expanding my ever-growing waistline. A new roll forms below my breasts as my tummy expands ever outward. My arms grow thick, the soft fabric holding my wrists beginning to dig into my flesh. My breasts become full and heavy, complementing the huge mass beneath them. And still he feeds me.

"That's six treats hungry girl, look how big you've grown!" He pushes a seventh into my mouth as I whine softly in protest, and yet I obediently continue eating. "You must be nearly 200 pounds now, hardly fat enough for a truly greedy piggy like you. No, you need more, much more."

He takes a cupcake and pushes the whole thing into my mouth as I chew. My face is covered in icing and crumbs, and I can hardly breathe, let alone eat. After a few seconds I begin to chew, and he already has yet another ready. And then another. And then another. Each bite filled me with immense pleasure, and yet he stuffed me so full I ache with each bite forced into my belly. Every few bites he would rub my inflating tummy, and I watch as I grew rounder, softer, wider, fatter with dessert after dessert. The expanse of my stomach bulges out in all directions, rounding out like an overfilled water balloon on my formerly small frame. I lose count of each bite he feeds me, but I begin to groan and my breath deepens as he pushes more and more into my distended belly.

"Now that's more like it," he says, pushing one final piece of fudge into my mouth. I chew the thick chocolate lethargically and moan in fullness, squirming in my chair. "14 desserts later, I think you've finally grown into the fat little pig you were meant to be. You're probably double the size of the pleasantly plump girl you once were. Just look at you."

He stands and unties my hands, and I immediately bring them to my swollen stomach, massaging it to alleviate the fullness. I can't believe how much I've grown. My waist has probably tripled in size, and my hands follow the huge mountain of my tummy down to my thighs, which spread over the seat with their new bulk. My belly button sinks deep into my fatted middle, growing ever larger as my waistline expanded. His hand joins mine on my round underbelly, and he weighs it in his palm.

"Now for the real test." He brings the platter to me and sets it on my thighs. It was still overflowing with food, as if I had put no dent in their numbers at all. He takes a miniature pie and places it in my hand.

"Let's see how greedy you truly are. You eat as much as you can..." He picks up the platter and places it on a table beside the chair. He slowly pushes my thick thighs apart, revealing my soaked pussy. "And so will I."

I watch as he leans forward, disappearing beneath the crest of my fat belly. I feel his lips touch mine, and his tongue lick one long, slow path up my sex. I gasp and shake with the sensation, arching my back and pressing into him. He plants a kiss on my clit and pulls away.

"If you want more, eat for me piggy."

I bite into the pie and he lowers himself back between my legs. His tongue works magic between my lips, and he immediately brings me to the edge with his touch. I gasp and moan in between bites, trying to encourage him to push me over the brink, but he teasingly holds me right at the precipice, forcing me to eat even more for him. As slowly as I eat the pie, I still manage to finish it before I can come. I reluctantly grab another and force it into my mouth to keep him going. My stomach rumbles and grows ever larger with each passing swallow, and yet the second pie was finished before I was. My gigantic midsection rises and falls with each breathe, but he slows his tongue as I pause my eating.

"Good girl, just a bit more and I'll let you come..." he kisses my soft underbelly and grabs either side at my hips, jiggling my huge swollen tummy.

"Please..." I beg.

"You're not quite big enough yet piggy, I want you bigger and fatter than you've ever been before. How bad do you want it my greedy piglet?"

I groan, cradling my massive gut, but crave the feeling of his tongue sending me over the edge even more. I grab a handful of truffles and push them into my mouth, forcing more and more into my overgrown stomach. He returns to my womanhood, licking and suckling until once again I'm shaking in pleasure. I eat more and more, and he pushes me right to the edge. The more I eat, the more I grow, until he becomes lost in my huge thighs and distended stomach. His hands return to my belly, holding it steady and lifting it to free my aching pussy. As I swallow the last few bites, I feel the orgasm building in one epic climax. It builds and builds like a tsunami, causing my breath to catch and my spine to tingle. I moan as it reaches its crest and with huge force crashes over me, causing me to scream in ecstasy. Both sets of hands were on my belly, holding it's mass steady as I writhe and shake endlessly in a massive orgasm. I stay there for eons until my visions slowly returns and I collapse in the afterglow of the pinnacle of pleasure.

He lifts himself from between my legs, rubbing my immense belly tenderly as he gingerly kisses my cheek. I pull myself from my stupor and kiss him back, drinking in our incredible experience together.

"I guess I was just as greedy as you thought, huh?"

"I suppose so," he says, glancing at my immense tummy. "Careful though, before long the greed of your dreams will become all too real."