chapter 5

"Alright, I'm going to try to pull you out again now, okay Mia?" Danny whispered, setting the butter down on the floor, "and then we'll get you a nice breakfast."
"Okay," she whimpered. Danny had just rubbed her down with butter, and her enormous belly was glistening in the dim light. Danny's dad, Jonathon, was in the kitchen eating waffles, and Nancy had already left for work. Jonathon was checking their progress from time to time, laughing at the situation and offering less-than-helpful advice.
"So, did you get Miss Piggy out yet?" he called out, chuckling. Mia's face was flushed bright red, and with one last pull she slid free, her belly trembling.
"There she is! Come on, tubby, you want some waffles?" Jonathon cackled. Mia waddled up the stairs to her room as fast as she could, every inch of fat jiggling as she moved. Danny smirked as he watched her go. She was like putty in his hands, a fat, dumb little pet for him to play with.
"Mia's getting pretty heavy, isn't she?" Jonathon said, "She barely even leaves the house anymore."
"I know," Danny agreed, "She's just a fat, lazy pig these days. Nancy said she's putting her in fat camp."
"Ha. Good. That girl isn't gonna be young forever and no one wants to date a fat girl."
"Right," Danny chuckled, and then jogged up the stairs to his room. Mia had to stay fat. He needed a plan. He needed to keep her under control.
He sat on his bed and thought about her overstuffed belly and her chubby cheeks and the way her muffintop bulged out over her skintight sweatpants; he thought about the way she let him stuff her and convince her to overeat in public; and he was all smiles as he thought about how even when she was ballooning out of her clothes she still believed him when he said she wasn't fat. He started planning out how to keep her twisted around his pinkie finger while she was at fat camp.
What he wasn't planning on was Nancy coming home on her lunch break to take poor, chubby Mia away to fat camp only a few hours later.