Chapter 2 - what you are now

"Please.. mistress" the girl whimpered.

There had been no deal this time. Mistress had simply came to collect her within an hour of her messaging her. She had blindfolded her, and they were in a place she had never been before.

Mistress had been feeding her for what felt like hours. She was tied to a chair wearing pink panties, a pink bra and a pink plaid button down straining at the buttons. Her hair was tied back and the mask kept her from seeing the trays of food left to eat. Her fat pillowy arms, weak from doing nothing much more then feeding herself, were bound to the chair, and her legs bound at the ankle spreading her legs wide.

She gasped as she felt Mistress run her nails along her swollen belly flesh. Mistress grabbed a particularly tasty side roll and squeezed causing the girl to yelp.

"You know sweetie, I've worked so hard to help you build this body. It hurts to know you've been considering giving it all up"

The girl froze. Mistress knew. She always knew. How did she always know? She opened her mouth to question but a slice of cake was fed into it. She obediently chewed. her belly felt full, so full, but Mistress alway knew when she could have more, even when she didn't think she had room.

She gasped around the bite and chewed quicker, the vibrator snug against her flicking on automatically as she ate. She lost so much time during these sessions, from eating and coming and passing out from the combination of ecstasies.

"And it's not like you have much to go back to does it. You could always just.. give in fully"

The girl was bucking against her restraints, her world shrinking to the vibrations and the food. Her fat quivered as she did. Her doughy arms flexing as much as they could with their lack of muscle tone. Her thick thigh which had to be spread ever so much wider now that they had thickened to such extent. Her belly rolled forward out from under her straining top in two shapely rolls that covered her underwear and actually brushed the top of the chair she sat on. She had been bound at an angle so her hips were thrust forward and her belly, when she bucked just right, and when it was full enough, slapped just the right place between her thighs right on the vibrator. Her hips and rump were wide enough that even in the oversized chair they had started to overflow. All of her softy doughy body bucked and quivered, like thick pudding. Her breasts strained and finally the shirt buttons gave way popping one after another giving her breathing room, feeding room, and allowing more of her flesh to expand. Mistress leaned down, the girl felt her presence closer to her and muttered quite pleas for Mistress to touch her. Mistress reached down to the girls wide body, the girl strained to get closer. But mistress only unhooked clasp on the bra. Swollen and demanding attention, her nipples stood out as her heavy fleshy breasts came free. Mistress grabbed and kneaded them causing wordless cries from the girl.

"Did you really think you would be able to give this up sweetie?"

"Did you really think it was up to you anymore? That there was any willpower left? This" Mistress abruptly dropped the girls breasts letting them slap to her belly, she then grabbed hands full of belly fat and squeezed making the girl cry out. "This is what you are now. There is no going back. There is only getting fatter. You know that's why you came to me, why you keep coming back. You know it's the one thing that turns you on. You know you were made for this, meant for this. Have you ever felt this good?"

The girl shook her head.

"Words piggy... WORDS" Mistress commanded

"No! No, nothing feel.. this... good" the girls words were broken by her panting. She needed release But she was so full. Mistress wasn't nearly done, but she was so full and she needed... wanted... needed.. wanted...

"Why is that?" Mistress continued to grab and fondle and squeeze her tender oh so ample belly.

"because... because..." her voice was rising in pitch, the vibrator had gone off and she cried out trying to grind herself harder into the chair, into anything. She needed to release. She needed more food. Needed permission.

"Because i'm a fat piggy and i need my Mistress to make me fatter!" she screamed in frustration.

"Do you piggy? Do you want this?"

"I want it need it please pleasepleasepleaseplease" she begged and cried when she felt mistresses hands leave her belly. She opened her mouth to repeat any of the mantras she Mistress had taught her, to appease her, anything.. but a cupcake was placed in between her lips and she dutifully began to chew.

"No going back piggy" Mistress whispered in her ear. The girl felt a chill go up her spine, her entire fattened body quivering in need and fear. She finished the cupcake and felt the feeling of a rubber tube being slid between her lips. she dutifully opened wider and felt something being strapped to her head. She was confused, she had been funnel fed before, but this felt.. different.

She heard a whirring machine.

Different.

Her body stiffened as the first of the thick shake hit her tongue Her eyes were rolling back in pleasure under the mask. But somewhere in the back of her mind she felt something was off.

Suddenly the mask was removed and the girl blinked one her eyes in the dimly lit room. The place was not one they had been in before. It was similar to the lab rooms at work, but made over to be more homey.. and... and.. and..

Her thoughts melted as the vibrator turned on full force and the shake continued to flow. Her body began to buck and quiver as her belly filled to capacity and her whole body shook apart as the pleasure she had been denied for hours finally began to crash into her like waves. If she could have screamed her pleasure, she would have. But her mouth was full. Her mouth would nearly always be full from now on.

"Oh sweet girl" Mistress loomed over her purring as the girls mind came apart. "Constant pleasure and fattening are all you are going to know now" She traced her hands lovingly over the fattened pig of a girl she had trained and built. The fatty lazy gluttonous pig she had helped free and now trapped in a cycle of food and pleasure. "Happy holidays and welcome to your new life.

-fin-