Chapter 11 - she (the final chapter)

I arrive at home late Sunday night. The whole flight I was tingling from a mixture of jumpiness, curiosity and expectation. What would I find once I entered the room with my dream man, this wobbly and squishy mountain of soft flab? How big has he grown while I was away? I nearly jump out of the taxi which brought me home from airport. With slightly shaking hands I open up my door, run into the house, drop my small luggage and go directly to your chamber. I yank the door open, and turn the lights up. There you are, my gigantic fat and pliable pig. No, no pig any longer, maybe whale would describe you better. From the readings on the display I can see that you're asleep, nicely stuffed and carefree dreaming. I step closer to feel the gargantuan orb your belly is forming. Under a layer of softness your stomach turns out to be strained, so your last feeding was not long ago. I check the tank level and my eyes nearly spring out of their sockets! The level indicator shows 11.5 gallons of shake! Your body had consumed 8.5 gallons in the 36 hours I had been gone! The result of this incredible feeding shows at the scales' display. 528.5 pounds! I switch of the machine and remove the mask from your face. The sensor belt around your belly I can only open, it turns out to be impossible for me to pull it out under your towering mass. If I guess right you will wake about in about 4 to 5 hours. So I will have enough time to relieve myself from the sexual longing which had built up the whole travel home and had reached new heights as soon as I have seen you, my grotesquely obese man. The man I was dreaming of since we met; a soft and juicy mountain of fat, too heavy to get up without my help! As fast as possible without ripping my clothes apart I strip myself naked and crawl onto the bed. I bury myself in the thick layers of flab, indulging in the vast softness of your body. Only a short time later I cringe in pleasure, one hand clawed into a big soft roll of fat, three fingers of the other deep in my wet pussy! It is not the same as riding your fat wobbling body, but these times are over! There's no chance I could bury my womb deep enough into the bulky mass of fat you have become. No, I have transformed you in! I linger little bit longer on your looming bulk of flab, then I take a shower and enter the kitchen to prepare a very huge welcome breakfast for you. And while I do this, I remember back to our first night..

It was after our third date when I invited you into my house for the first time. After two dates spent with pleasant conversation, dancing and the one and other seductive touches and gazes from my side I had decided that it would be time to bring you one step closer to my final goal. I knew quite well that before I could begin to transform you into a man shaped for my desires, I had to grow your craving for my body and the pleasure it could spend you.
Of course, I had made a perfect plan how to achieve this very special first target! But I never had expected it to be so easy! I had recognized your growing jumpiness yet at the taxi on our way to my house. Once we were in my living room, the first time in real privacy, you had become that antsy that your hands were shaking like leaves in a gust. Oh, was that cute! To calm your nerves I first poured each of us a double whiskey. I led you to the couch and kissing and stroking you I stripped you naked. While my mouth wandered up and down your body I inwardly examined you. A normal build frame, a hairless chest and a flat belly without signs of a six-pack and not very muscular arms and legs told me that I had chosen quite well. You definitely were not the three-times-a-week workout guy! My kissing and stroking had shot you into a state of bliss, as I could tell from your accelerated breath, the glassy eyes and the twitching of your lower body. You were cringing in sexual longing I wasn't even naked! Your shaky hands not able to unbutton my dress I had to strip myself. This done I snuggled my body on your side, nibbling on your earlobe and gently playing with your balls. Your gasping intensified and your moans grew deeper and deeper. It needed only a few soft strokes at your foreskin and you blew an impressive load on your belly! Still in bliss but also heavily ashamed you could only stammer that you never had been that intimate with a woman before! I really could not believe my luck! A perfect specimen and with 24 still a virgin! My upcoming task appeared to be easier than expected!
I calmed you down, gently cleaned up the mess at your belly and continued to pet and fondle you. Whilst performing this most pleasant task I grabbed one of the large chocolate bars I had supplied before. Explaining to you that the chocolate would help you to regain your stamina I began to feed you the sweet treat. You weren't very hungry, we had an opulent dinner just an hour ago, but to my great pleasure you slowly nibbled the bar. I continued the stroking and petting and was feeding you three of the huge chocolate bars in between. In your arousal you hadn't even recognized that I had grasped a second and third bar! The third bar gone I could feel a small hard bulge on your otherwise flat belly. And the stomach was not the only hard thing I could see. Your stomach was nicely stuffed and your cock again ready for action. I mounted your stiff pole and gave you the first real orgasm of your life! Your stamina was truly amazing and with a little encouragement (and a few more chocolate bars) from my side we continued your initiation into a new lifestyle until the early morning...

At the monitor in my kitchen I see you wake up. It had been approximately 6 hours since your last filling. Thanks to the digestion enhancing enzymes in your shake you should be hungry again by now. I open up the door and shift the heavily loaded serving cart to your room. Your face lightens up considerably when you get aware of my presence. There had been no relaxant or tranquilizer in the last hours, and so you are clear and in control of your body. Well, now, as far as this control goes! Sure, you can lift your arms, move your chunky legs, but that is all! I take a seat at a chair in the room. No need to hurry here! Before I stuff that gigantic empty bag your stomach represents after 3 years of constant overfilling I take my time to admire the view. Maybe this is a bit cruel, but I can't help myself! I have to watch you trying to only sit up in vain. I sit there and enjoy the jiggling and wobbling of enormous bulges of soft fat. Once you realize that getting your upper torso into an upright position while lying flat on your back is effectively prevented by the roughly two hundred pound of fat holding it down you change your tactic. Loud and heavily wheezing you now try to roll you onto your left side. You lift up your right shoulder and to give your wafting masses of flab a bit of momentum you throw your left arm over to your right side. A few attempts later, with your fat paunch more and more shaking and the supportive mass of an arm thicker than my thighs you finally succeed! You flop over the your left, red faced and totally exhausted from those effort. With an empty stomach, no inside pressure support the masses of soft blubber your belly consists of. So the fat flows to the side, forming a huge wobbly pillow and burying your left arm up over the elbow. Your right arm lays motionless on top of this cushion, slightly sunk into the fat folds of your belly. I'm in heaven. That is the beginning of a new part in our relationship! You are finally the fat and helpless partner I had imagined for so long! I can feel the anticipation and the work of three years climaxing in this moment. I'm so horny now, but there's no time for this right now. First I have to feed you the first huge breakfast of many to come in your new life as my beloved, pampered and impossibly fat man, the man of my greatest desire! Three years ago I had promised that I would lead you into new and extraordinary lifestyle, a lifestyle dominated by desire. Now you lay there, as the phenomenal proof that I had kept my promise!

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To what new record weights this story takes in the future, I leave entirely to your imagination, dear readers!

chaosFA 2015