Princesse de la nourriture

Chapter 1 - Comforting servitude…

To say you can match someone’s perspective with you own is never a way to measure ones realization of their desire for someone else. That’s what I always liked to think of Mrs Claire…a mysterious French lady I met… someone much more than a friend. A person of motherly counsel and sisterly companionship.
As of now I am her pet or some would say her toy. Her own property as it states in her contract made for me I no longer have say in anything and I do as she says for she knows what’s best for me.


Being in the state I am now subjugated to her authority and her domain she is currently transforming me into her own design and image she sees fit.


Constantly I pursue to please her anything from a 20k calorie diet to waddling and dancing in efforts to perform and entertain her she is my mommy and I have to respect her as such.
But as I write this I can feel my mind drift further and further from me as she assumes more control over everything that used to be my life. She now controls my whole future and my past becomes more and more distant. Soon I won’t be able to write any more and talking will be a very foreign activity for me but for now I will try to keep a record of where my life is headed

As Pru pru awoke in her gigantic pink plush bed she looked in the mirror and waved some of her long thick dark hair out the way of her view remembering how masculine she once was. As of now she was well over 300 lbs and she was well loved and ruled for by her all powerful and beautiful Sorceress Claira. Pru pru knew her place within the Goddess’s domain. As heavy as she was she walked softly within her mage’s castle. For Claira was a mere 5’5 her power was unbound and immeasurable.


A large mortal (although she was never always as plump as she is now) Pru Pru reveled in the mage’s wake it was her state of mind for that matter anyway. Claira owned prupru and treated her as such even though PruPru was a staggering 6’2 at age 23 Claira could change that by a motion of her finger. Nonetheless she honored worshipped her ruler and wouldn’t have it any other way regardless of the crazy spells and chores she would inflict on her.


As PruPru lounged on her bed eventually she started to rustle about to start her daily routine shower, clean her room and get ready for Claira’s big daily breakfast. Afterwards she would tend to her chores and any other tasks Miss Claira would have for her.


Ms Claira did good to ensure her surroundings were well furnished With the most poofy and fluffy of chairs carpet and rugs and any other things she seen fit for her huge round pet. Posters of kawaii cute characters and backgrounds decorated the lightly painted pink, blue, green, yellow, and white walls throughout the castle.


It was time for breakfast and prupru had just finished lathering her roll filled body of curves in a vanilla and strawberry lotion. She put on her frilled Lolita skirt skirt and pulled over her top squeezing her large pear shaped body into these outfits always pleased her owner. She started for the stairs putting her dreads into a bun and pulled down 2 quarters of her dreads to give a usagi look.

Lumbering down the stairs she smelled of waffles and pancakes in the air. When she got down to the kitchen she seen the table long and covered with a yummy breakfast. Belgian waffles covered in crème bananas and cinnamon, French toast smothered in butter and syrup, pancakes lathered in whipping cream and chocolate chips, bacon, eggs, oatmeal And a gallon of whole milk all set out for the the pet Princess.


Pru pru couldn’t wait to dig in but before hand madam Claira was just closing the fridge to being the preserves to the table. Pru pru bowed her head and curtsey towards her mistress.


“good morning madame” in her cordial tone showing all the reverence she could toward her. Although Pru Pru had to glance down to the powerful little sorceress she knew her place indubitably.


“Bonjour ma boulette ronde. How was your rest you better be hungry my dear I won’t dare let you waste away!” Claira responding heartily. Claira pulled a seat for pru pru directing her to sit.


Pru pru turned her huge bottom nearly eclipsing the sorceress’s view to sit in the white wooden and pink dining chair nearly 2 times the size of a regular dining chair. As she sat the chair creaked lightly despite its size. All the while Claira thinking “pru pru is no where near the size I want her” Claira place bible on her pet that read “mummy’s Princess” on the pets large bust.


“we don’t want to many crumb down there do we missy” Claira said.


Pru pru responded muffled by her own voracious appetite and full mouth “numph”


“eat up pumpkin we have to go shopping today at hot topic there’s a sale I best not miss out on”


By now pru pru was already on her pancakes after polishing the waffles and sausage off. Gulping a big swig from the gallon of milk.
Pru pru was slowly starting to get full her belly protruded slightly against the table as she finished the rest of her breakfast as doing so; Claira bought to her the favorite of her tastes.


“Deary finish up with your favorite French pastry my custard crème puff I always give my special ingredient you know you love it my deary!” Claira ever so cheerful set it on a saucer for her to leave her pet stuffed to the brim til lunch time. Pru Pru suckled it down melting in her mouth and into her distended tummy. She got up groaning and moaning but satisfied.


Claira had it no other way when she was full. She cleaned off the table and watched as her pet waddled out the kitchen from her view she could see her lovely crème puff was taking its wonderful effect already.


Pru Pru trugged along towards the den. Claira followed behind her enjoying the view of her pear shaped pet wobbling about. She knew soon it would only take up more of her view and pru pru’s gait would only get slower and more struggling for her. This Claira loved she loved her pet to be well cared for and pampered her philosophy was you can never have enough of a good thing even beyond the point of spoiling her pet. It was the very cause of pru pru massive weight gain and growth.


Pru pru was literally a growing behemoth she was gaining and growing at the perfect rate for Claira. Pru pru on the other hand was contact lyrics losing more and more awareness of how she was controlled and pampered by her owner. Everything for her was just eat, gain, and lounge as well as be a test subject for Claira’s experiments and spells. After all pru pru was nothing more than a guinea pig anyway. But for that matter Claira was not only owning pru pru’s physique but her mind heart n soul was all under Claira’s motherly dominance.


Some time passed as pru pru lay sprawled on the couch. On the TV she was watching cartoon network and flipping between Disney and Nick but mostly cartoon network for Claira preferred it most. Claira had been busy contouring and perfecting her spells to another level. All the while pru pru was watching TV she would go for snacks from her fridge next to the couch. Claira had prepared various shakes for her prince to drink and stored them near the couch so her pet Princess wouldn't have to waddle to far.she didn't want her to burn much calories for that matter. The shakes were bottled in gallon jugs without labels so pru pru didn't know much to the contents she was drinking. One was labeled strawberry goodness, one was labeled pineapple yumness, and another was mango Bango. All there which had different affects on her pet. The strawberry flavor consists of estrogenic properties to further her transformation. Pineapple was to produce more weight for her adding to many places on her body and the mango Bango was one Claira was experimenting much more with like age modification through mental altercation. It was one pru pru was starting to drink more of...


Claira had also had a play pen for her big darling and from time to time pru pru would go and play in oddly enough to her she found herself enjoying the blocks and doll's in it more and more which each day as she grew more dependent on her yummy flavors of nourishment so did her interests in less mentally complex activities. Where her mistress was going with it all never phased her pet what so ever such that she was growing more oblivious to things around her and becoming more one track minded.