chapter 10

He follows her to their bedchamber for the first time in over a week.

"You behaved well today. I almost believed you were a good girl and not a naughty piglet," he says. "I have a reward for you."

He produces a single chocolate and places it in her mouth and her body gives a little shudder as it begins to melt on her tongue. Her eyes almost roll back in her head, the pleasure all the more exquisite because it has been withheld for so long.

"But what's this?" he smirks, producing a foil chocolate wrapper from his pocket. He pulls more from his pocket: paper bags from the sweet shop, wax paper from the baker. All the little indulgences that Louisa sneaked out to get her and she never imagined that William would ever find out about. "Do you really think that I am ignorant of what goes on under my own roof?"

"William, I -"

But he only puts a finger to her lips to silence her. "Undress for me."

Her hands are tremulous with excitement as she hurries to strip for him. When she stands before him naked he begins by stroking the soft beginnings of her her double chin then he lifts one of her plush arms to see how her upper arms wobble with just the slightest movement. Teasingly, he pinches at her love handles and pokes at her chubby belly.

"Keep sneaking your treats, keep stuffing your face until you're ready to burst and indulging that greedy sweet tooth when you think I'm not looking, my little porker. But for as long as you do I'm going to touch you how I want, use you how I please and you're going to let me. Do you understand?"

She nods meekly and he kisses her. A desperate, hard, animalistic kiss. As I hear the growl rumbling in his throat I wonder when he became so masterful, all the halting uncertainty of the man I once knew is gone.

I watch her hands trail down his stomach and in another instant she is on her knees before him, fumbling with the buttons on his trousers. She takes as much of him into her mouth as she can. The greedy little whore. I watch as if paralysed as she pulls back and eagerly licks the head of his cock.

I hear him grunt and he grasps a handful of her long red hair as he tongue traces its way down his shaft. As he gets closer to release he holds her head firmly in place and thrusts into her. I could almost feel him pulsing and warm inside her mouth and doesn't she swallow down his spendings like the gluttonous sow that she is?

He pushes her on to the bed and positions her on all fours, spreading her thick, buttery thighs apart and pulling her wide and wiggling bottom towards him. I can see the way her belly sags slightly beneath her and her breasts hang down like heavy udders. Oh God, it's just too much to bear. I can feel his tongue finding her most intimate place, his mouth feasting upon her body.

Her hands twist in the bed sheets and she buries her face in them. It's all she can do to stifle her squeals of delight as his tongue flicks inside her.

"Tell me, are you about to come, Lucy?" he teases her, pulling away at the last moment.

She only moans and raises her head enough to nod weakly. Her face is red with shame or is it only the heat of desire?

"Not yet, my greedy girl," he says.

Her legs tremble as he enters her and she cannot control her screams. With every thrust her plump body wobbles and sways, her softness jiggling all the more as he thrusts harder and harder.

I can feel her lust for him throbbing inside me but my hatred for him is a river of blood that courses through me so much stronger. He might have his twisted fun with her now but will he still want to touch her when I transform her into a monstrously obese blob, a disgusting ball of globular fat?