Chapter 9

Chloe started crying again.

„But it wasn´t over…at least not for him. He didn´t let me go. You know what he did? He kept me in chains…like a dog. He told me that he would make sure that I would never be able to use the stairs again. I would not be able to walk away from him. Day in, day out he would feed me a mad amount of weight gain shakes, cakes, chocolate, pizza…EVERYTHING.

I couldn´t do anything against that. He force-fed me each and every day and I got bigger and fatter. I could just watch my belly getting stretched and fattened. Each day was a torture. I didn´t want to get this big. I wanted to have my normal life back. But he didn´t care. He stuffed me and stuffed me and stuffed me. I noticed how weak I got as he didn´t let me move at all. I was scared that I would be immobile. He squeezed my fat body, caressed it with his ugly hands. He would tell me how fat he wanted me and how fat I already was. It was terrible. But then I got a chance.

*Chloe paused for a moment*

„Sometimes he allowed me to take a shower. Once every few months. I would be allowed to wash myself. It was in the morning when I took my shower and he was a bit stressed because he had an important meeting. He was already late and wasn´t focused when he put my chains one. It wasn´t totally locked in.
When he was gone, I waited 15 minutes as I wanted to be sure that he wouldn´t come back. And for real, the chains weren´t locked. I was free. As fast as I could, I wanted to leave this place. But I had a hard time leaving his house as I was a freaking whale by that time. My thighs were enormous and making it so difficult to walk. My fat gut were shaking with each step. I was…I mean, I am a disgusting pig. I am the fattest woman of the US, I am sure of that. I was totally confused that morning. I didn´t realise I was naked. I ran (waddled) outside, on the street and called for help.

As I got no answer, I rang the doorbell. Nobody opened their doors. I went to other doors and rang. It took me 5 houses until someone opened the door: „Oh my godness, what´s your problem fatty? Get out of here, there are children here!!“ The young woman slammed the door before I could even explain. I was desperate, I was tired and didn´t know what to do. Then I heard a voice from an old lady. She was nice and offered me „something to cover me up“ as she said. I am pretty sure that said it that way as there were no clothes my fat body. This woman told me that she remembered me when she saw me moving in. She made clear that I had really gotten fat. No woman should weigh that much. She wasn´t mean, she was just honest.
Nevermind, after all, my boyfriend has been arrested by the police the same day and I was free…No, not free, but unchained.“

I didn´t know what to say. „Chloe, that sounds terrible, I am so sorry to hear that…
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„Would you still show up? So we can talk in person?“
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„We can but I am telling you that I am disgusting, like really fat. Can barely walk.“

When she turned around the door, I was in disbelief. She really was fat. Unbelievable. Her face was red, she was exhausted and so freaking big. But she still got her beautiful face.

„Do you want your former life back, Chloe?“
„Yes, nothing more than that, but I don´t kn….“
I didn´t let her finish the sentence, instead I kissed her. After all, her personality was still the same as when our love began. Beauty disappears, personality stays.