chapter 4

I woke up. I listened, but I could not hear anything. It was wonderfully quiet. Nevertheless, I did not dare to open my eyes or move. I felt into my body. Contrary to the expectations based on my experience yesterday, I did not feel bad. However, I had a terrible soreness throughout the body. Then I dared to open my eyes. I was relieved when I saw the ceiling of my apartment. I lay in my bed. I sat up very slowly. My butt was a little bit sore as well. I remembered the beatings, but there was no real pain left. I was naked. I touched my body. My breasts were a bit sensitive and sore, just like my pubic area. But apart from the muscles in the arms, legs and neck everything seemed to be alright.

I looked around. My clothes were folded neatly beside my bed on the sofa and again, there was a white envelope on them. Apart from that, I could see the tight clothes from yesterday, they were just as neatly folded. The apartment was incredibly clean and tidy. The people who had brought me home had actually cleared up and cleaned my apartment. On my kitchen table was a large basket with lots of meat, sausage, cheese, antipasti and other delicious treats. Then I heard, of course, my stomach grumbling loudly. I had an insane hunger. But then my experiences of yesterday and also a lot of questions came up to my mind. Had that been the punishment for me because I had not worn these scarce clothes? Why would anyone do such a thing? I looked up at the white letter. I was a bit scared of opening it, but somebody had chosen me to be his personal lab rat. If anyone can kidnap me on a full day from a local restaurant without someone noticing you should stick to the rules. On the other hand, what did I have to lose? I got the most delicious food you could imagine for free. I've always loved to eat, and I actually did like my body. I liked to play around with my fat rolls and as I've noticed over the weekend, I noticed that the idea of wearing such provocative clothes seemed quite interesting to me. Unfortunately, I had no self-confidence and extreme inhibitions to show my body like this. When I thought about yesterday that so many people had played around with me naked, I got goose bumps. But I had never felt so much adrenaline, pleasure and especially anxiety and panic at the same time like yesterday. I shuddered.

Then I looked at the clock. It was shortly after noon. I bursted into panic. What about my job? I would definitely get in trouble because I was missing yesterday and this morning at work. I sat up cautiously. My breasts stretched and slipped down on the sides of my belly, who had become noticeably larger, even though he was no longer as hard as the last few days. Apparently I had actually done it to digest some of that immense amount of food. I picked up the letter and opened it.

Hello Alice

I hope you have recovered well. You don't need to worry about your work, I handed them a sick note in your name. Until tomorrow they wont't expect your return.

I have taken care of your body after the punishment, so you should be fine apart from some sore muscles. But you realize that this was harmless. Another misconduct will draw tougher measures by itself.

Your only task for today will be to indulge the basket in the kitchen and, of course, clear it up.
As for the beautiful dresses that I sent you on Sunday, this task you must now meet tomorrow. Of course you will look even nicer now after the fattening of the last days.
Tomorrow for lunch a small gift will be sent to your workplace. Therefore you don't need to bring anything to eat.
And as always: infringement will be punished.

Hear you soon
Your master

I sat on my bed staring at this piece of paper. Should I go to the police? Would they believe me? Did I want to go to the police? How did he submit a sick note in my name? Could I at least find out how the mysterious person looked like this time? I began to weigh the pros and cons. Although he has mistreated me yesterday in a strange way, but in retrospect, it was an incredibly exciting and pleasurable experience. I discovered a whole new side of me. To be fattened and at the same time to feel my belly getting plumper and harder while countless strangers playing with my fat, admitting also inflicting pain on me, had caught me in a way I would not have thought possible. After the feeding orgy of the last days I was curious how much I had gained. I got up and went into the bathroom. I stepped on the scale. It leveled off at 284 pounds. A fascinating excitement seized me to have grown so much in such a short time. I had added another 10 pounds. That makes a whopping 23 pounds in just 4 days. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my curves. A big change could not be detected directly. My face was still quite slim. I turned to the side and looked at my belly and my butt. I raised my stomach up and realized that it actually had become noticeably larger. Even my already huge rump, my hips and thighs had grown. I lifted my butt and let it fall off. The undulations continued through my whole body and I felt the weight as it swung back into position. A pleasant shiver ran through my whole body. I lifted my heavy breasts and also let them fall. I felt the pain in the tissues and I was pulled forward by the force. I was sure that here some of the pounds had had settled down as well. However I could not find any traces of yesterday's events.

My stomach answered with a loud rumbling again. I walked over to the cage and began to investigate it. I found a note on the cage: "The cream for sauces is in the refrigerator and in the freezer is yet another surprise." I had to laugh. That sounded almost like a mother who had a concern that her little daughter would starve. I looked in the fridge. In fact, there were tons of cups with cream. In the basket were a few recipes, instructions how I had to prepare everything. The guy had thought of everything, so I began to boil.
I think I had never cooked so quickly and so much. After two hours everything was processed and ready to eat. That was about time because I was starving. There was a huge serving of steak with plenty of potatoes and creamy gravy, fried sausages, those noodles in a thick cheese sauce and anyway everything with plenty of cream. Meanwhile, I did not ask myself the question, if I could eat it all anymore. I brought everything in several cartloads to my bed, turned on the TV and started cramming everything into me.
After little more than an hour I had eaten everything. My stomach had this plump pregnant shape again and I was totally whacked. I had to look like a pig. Part of the dressings were dropped on my breasts. Conveniently, I could lift them up and lick them clean so that nothing was wasted. I started to rub my ample hard stomach and again felt this electrical twitch go through my body. Then the next day's task came back to my mind. These clothes had already been tight anyway, but I could imagine that it would be really hard to put on these things tomorrow. With this thought my heart began to beat faster. What should happen anyway? As far as I knew there was no dress code in my contract and the idea to shock my crazy sporty colleagues really put a grin on my face. My life has always been just boring and monotonous. Why not give a little spice to the whole thing? I decided to pull it off tomorrow. It shook me with excitement. Then I remembered that in the freezer is still stored a surprise. I heaved me on my feet and waddled to the refrigerator while holding my stiff belly. In the freezer I found two liters of Banana Split. Beaming with joy, I grabbed the first pack and went upon it. During the evening the second one vanished as well. Playing with my fat rolls rocked me to sleep again full of excitement for tomorrow.