chapter 21

Deirdre sat in bed, eating as usual. Spencer was out most of the time so she had to feed herself, along with the assistance of an android.
At 590 pounds, she found walking and moving only necessary if the android was too slow. Her entire body was laden with fat. Her spare tyre was more of a spare truck tyre, covering a good portion of her thighs and making a nice platform to balance food. Playing video games was slightly harder with her fingers being twice the thickness of a normal person's, but along with her food, it kept her happy.
Another 'feature' of her new body was her breasts acting as a pillow for herself and others. Speaking of sleeping, Spencer gave her the double bed to herself, while he slept on an adjacent mattress, or, to their pleasure, on top of Deirdre.

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Cho sat in the sling, every next time bringing it lower. Derek was always trying to eventually break it, but that was another 100 or so pounds away.
"500, sweetie. Not bad." he said, reading the readout on the scales. He jumped up onto the sling facing Cho, their bodies dragged to the end of it by Cho's massive weight.
"Bit of a celebratory thing, is it not?" Derek asked.
Cho smiled, pulling Derek closer by his collar, "Of course babe. Just remember to keep the food coming and I'll make you proud."

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Strawberry was at home alone on the couch. The automated house went about its subroutine of feeding her, making sure everything was going well. Of course in true Strawberry fashion after a particularly large cake was fed to her, the couch beneath her collapsed, leaving herself waving her arms waving in the air. An android came by quickly pulling her up, using custom servos to pick up fat girls in distress. It left her on the floor, and the house systems resumed feeding her. She spread out all fours appreciating her body's curves. She tried looking at her feet, but her bust and belly prevented all that. Only until seven o'clock in the evening was she brought to bed and fed her dinner.

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Kylie sat on a stack of beanbags, no chair apart from the couch physically capable of housing her ass' girth. She spent her day watching daytime television and eating out the entire fridge daily while her boyfriend worked in the shop downstairs. It wasn't the super rich commissioner's home, but at least her new boyfriend wasn't a cuck, always purchasing her meals, even though there was a line of others waiting to feed her. She found great love for him and his chivalry, even if there wasn't much food-wise.