chapter 3

"Arthur, come here you stud." Annael huffed from behind her breasts.

The android woke up from hibernation and walked to Annael, smiling.

"How is my princess doing, ready for another feeding, hmm?"

"Arthur, you're impossible! Aren't I fat enough already? Or full enough?"

"Never Annael, I'm going to make you as fat as possible." the android grinned and pinned her against the floor and asked the ship to add just enough gravity to keep her still.

"Let's make some room in this tiny belly of yours. I want to see if I can make it bigger before the day is over."

The familiar banter went on while Arthur rubbed the gigantic boulder that rose to his face. He went up and down, back and forth using his both hands, then walked around her to the other side of the mountain of her belly.

"Mmm I could let the nanites do that, but it's so much sexier when you do it. But be quick, I'm feeling so heavy in this gravity. I love it, but you've made me too fat to bear my weight at all. You naughty feeder."

Soon enough he was done and Annael made herself float up so her face is at his reach. Arthur shared the number he's asked the ship to compute once again. 1182 old earth pounds. A soft, hungry moan escaped from her lips when he shoved her breasts aside and held a massive burger, dripping with grease to her lips.

In zero gravity she didn't have to deal with her massive bulk, but there's no escaping the pressure from all the food, the sensation of stretching or the endlessly pleasurable tingling all over. There was so much inside her that she couldn't keep track of even half of the food she'd eaten since the ship's current day cycle had started. She thought the ship's memory to list everything. The list was staggeringly long, enough to feed the rest of the crew for days.

"Will you stop when I'm 1200 pounds? I'll be ten times my original size then, won't that be enough?" she managed between mouthfuls.

"No."


To be continued?



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