Chapter 1

Overwhelmed with emotion and that gluttonous breakfast, Grace fell into a fitful sleep that was only disrupted hours later when she heard the door to the main suite burst open. She tried her door to no avail–it was still locked. Then she heard voices.

They were muffled, but she definitely recognized Tony’s voice. Grace glanced to the television and noted that it was about 5 in the afternoon. She was still full from breakfast but not devastatingly full. Tentatively, she lowered herself with grunt to listen more through the crack at the door.

She heard a scraping sound that was followed by heavy breathing–or was it wheezing? Heavy footfalls shook the floor as something or someone slowly ambled past. Then, she heard the unmistakable creak of a mattress and a woman’s throaty laughter. Grace’s heart froze in despair–had Tony invited another woman into what was supposed to be their sexy trip? As angry as she was for his teasing earlier, she couldn’t help but feel jealous and shattered. The mattress kept creaking and groaning for what felt like hours, and then she heard Tony say he was going to call for some room service. Grace heard him approach the door and she tried to stand up in time. He opened the door to see her hefting her weighty body from the floor.

“You gonna be a good girl? I don’t like locking you in here but you gotta learn your lesson. What do you say?”

Meekly, Grace said, “I’ll be a good girl, I’m sorry.”

“Good. I’m calling up for dinner. I’ll feed you what you’re used to, and then you’ll be free to go tomorrow morning, got it?”

“Is that another woman in there with you?” Graced tried to rush to the door to peek around, but Tony stopped her in her tracks by blocking the door.

“Don’t even think about it. You made me pretty upset earlier, and I’m on this trip to be happy. I found a way. Don’t make me think about punishing you again, you greedy pig.”

The door was shut again, and not opened again until Grace heard the squeak of a cart. Tony unloaded a massive cheese burger with all the fixings and heaping plates of sides like mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese, and cole slaw, with a milkshake on the side. Next to it was a large wedge of cheese cake. There was easily three to four times the amount left on the cart.

“Who else is there!?” Grace demanded, her face turning red with anger.

Tony laughed. “That’s none of your business, porky. Eat your dinner and don’t make a sound. I’ll let you out tomorrow, if you’re good.”

Slamming the door shut, Grace found herself alone again. The food did smell amazing but she just felt so sad. Simultaneous waves of shame and loneliness filled her. As she munched on her food sullenly, she heard more laughter and bed creaking. Someone was there, and Grace ate faster to try to ignore what she heard. There were no utensils with the meal, so she took fistfuls of sides and mashed it in her mouth with the burger, barely taking time to swallow. Remnants from this meal joined the ones earlier from brunch as mayonnaise oozed down her torso and grease stained her chin. She finished everything but the cake and felt filthy, both literally and figuratively.

Grace entered the small bathroom to shower, cradling her bloated gut. The food was so salty, and she swore she could see her fingers swelling and her face bloating out. Looking in the mirror, she saw a few new zits that definitely weren’t there yesterday as her greasy hair hung limply by her face. Was that a double chin forming? Sighing, she entered the shower and explored her body with her hands. Even though she felt swollen and heavy, she couldn’t ignore the heat growing between her legs. Moaning softly, she wobbled her heavy breasts in her hand and pinched her hardening nipples. Her earlier thoughts of abandonment flew out of her mind as she sat down with a thud on the floor of the shower. She took the handheld attachment and blasted it right under her belly. As it pulsed, she moaned louder. The vibrations from her packed gut nearly swallowing the showerhead and sent her boobs to either side as she wrenched her doughy thighs further apart. Shuddering, she came with a hoglike bellow.

Drying off with a smile on her face, she knew she could make Tony happy again. As she exited the bathroom, she noted the piece of cake still on the floor. Sighing with a grin, she broke off a hunk and slammed it into her mouth. Even though Tony was clearly fucking someone from the party he had catered with all the food, she stopped caring. Licking the crumbs from the plate, Grace finally felt the pangs of fullness and a buzz between her legs again. She figured another shower couldn’t hurt.