Chapter 5

Beth did as she was told, of course. Vincent had such a power over her. As she got down on all fours, she could feel her enlarged tits pulling down on her chest. This was a new sensation for her, and she was instantly turned on by it. “I can’t believe I have such big tits that they are hanging down” she thought. She was still shocked that this was her new body, but she was starting to realize, much to her surprise, that she kind of liked it. After a lifetime of staying thin and working out, here she was, a chubby girl with her fat, hanging tits flopping around as she crawled towards her lover. When she arrived at Vincent’s feet, he instructed her to stand up and take off her thong, which was the only clothing she was wearing. She did and was surprised to find her usually shaved pubic hair had grown in. It wasn’t that thick, really, but to someone who had been shaving everything off since she saw her first pubic hair start to grow, it looked like a forest.

“Yes, you have a nice bush there, Beth” said Vincent. “You are done shaving down there. From now on, you only keep your bush trimmed, never shaved. Only little girls have bald pussies, not big womanly creatures like yourself. Go ahead, run your hands through your bush.”

Beth was turned on. She did feel more mature now, as Vincent had promised. She reached down and combed her chubby fingers through her pubic hair. It was the first time she had ever felt any hair on her vagina. She got chills. She felt so womanly. Vincent was right.

“Does that feel good, little piggy?” asked Vincent.

“Mmm hmm” she replied.

“Good. It’s only going to get thicker and longer. You’ll have a nice hairy pussy like a fat cow should.”

Beth moaned in pleasure at that. She didn’t mind Vincent calling her a cow and pointing out how big she had gotten. Actually, coming from her Vincent, she had to admit she kind of liked it.

“Now get dressed, my dear” said Vincent.

Beth reached for her now-too-small thong, but Vincent slapped her hand. “No, no no. Only skinny bitches wear thongs. You will respect your big, fat body. Understand?”

“Yes, daddy” said Beth. “I understand.”

Girls like you look stupid in thongs. Say it.”

“Girls like me look stupid in thongs.”

“You’re too fat to wear thongs.”

“I’m too fat to wear thongs” repeated Beth.

“You will wear these” said Vincent as he tossed he a pair of white cotton panties. “You want to stop being a little girl and start being a woman? Then dress like it.”

“I will” said Beth. The panties looked huge in her hands, but when she slid them on they fit snugly against her smooth, newly plumped ass. When she looked up from putting on her new panties, she saw Vincent pouring another tall glass of the weight gain shake.

“You are almost there, Beth” said Vincent. “Almost a real woman instead of the stupid little girl you were when we first met.” He held out the glass for her to take. “You are going to be so beautiful, my dear.”

Beth took the glass from Vincent and stared at the thick brown goo inside. Could she do this again? Her body felt so different already. She wondered if she would even recognize herself in the mirror if there was one.

“Drink up, Beth” pressured Vincent. “Then you will be the mature woman you long to be. And you will be mine. You will be my fat slut.”

With that, she couldn’t help herself. As she drank from the glass, she thought “Why do I love when he calls me a slut? I’ve never been like that.” She thought about all that had happened in the last few days and wondered if she really was turning into a little slut. Well, more like a big, fat slut. As she finished the last of the weight gain shake, she was overcome with desire for Vincent and the thought of being his sex toy. She finished the drink with a loud belch, which was so out of character for her, then said something that she was shocked to hear come out of her mouth.

“More please” she said, sweetly.

“Mmm, my little cow is hungry, eh?” asked Vincent with a large grin on his face. He quickly poured her another glass, which she slurped down in no time. She felt so good when she pleased her Vincent. And the shake didn’t even taste so bad this time, like Vincent had put something extra special in it for his favorite little cow.

“Now, my dear, let’s get you some rest” said Vincent while he led Beth over to the bed. “You’ve got a big day tomorrow.” He smiled at her, and looked into her eyes with his, and Beth melted. She laid down on the bed, and drifted off once again.