Fifo 15: the rest of the story

chapter 5: power play

Jared could hardly focus on work, but he managed to make it to 6pm. He hurried over to the food hall, where he saw Ericka with a small salad plate sitting at the table.

“Hey!” he called, walking towards the table. “are we still eating together tonight?”

“Yeah! I already got my food so just join me when you've gotten what you wanted.” Ericka replied.

Jared was so confused. Hadn't she always been the one to load up his plate? Did she suddenly stop wanting to feed him now that she was staying for another year? Jared yearned for her to fill his plate for him, but she didn't offer this time. What was going on?

Jared wasn't sure what to do, so he just started piling on whatever he wanted. It was probably more than he needed to eat, but he wasn't even sure what a sensible portion was anymore. Ericka's massive portions had distorted his semblance of what a healthy, reasonable food portion would look like. When he was done, his plate was piled high, and he made his way over to the table.

“Hey Ericka, how did your day go?” Jared asked, nervously.

Ericka giggled, “Aww, Jared, why so nervous? Did I scare you today?”

“Oh no, not at all, I just wasn't sure if you were, I don't know, I thought you-”

“Aww. Were you worried I was going to stop feeding you? Don't be nervous, I just want you to know you have control over what you eat. So then it's even better when you hand over that control to me.”

Jared was sweating at the thought of handing his power over food right over to Ericka. He had basically already done that, right? Except this time, it had to be a conscious decision. Was he ready to give Ericka full control over everything he ate? Would he even be giving anything up since he had basically done that already? Just the thought of not having Ericka around to feed him and fatten him was too much to bear, so he made up his mind.

“Well,” he said, “I guess you can have that control now. And do whatever you want to do with that.”

Her face lit up. She smiled, bit her lip, and rested her chin on her hands, looking down at Jared's waistline. “I can already see the damage from last night. You're so round and overfed. I can see the donuts stored all around your middle. It's so cute, I can't get over how fast you're fattening up! Your gut is spilling over your waistband, and it looks like you've had to go up a few belt notches because that poor belt is stretched thin. You've really ballooned so much, I can't even imagine how much bigger you're going to get now that I'm in charge of it."