chapter 7- meghans results

Now that Tyler was living at home fulltime, Meghan would tend to him daily. She would make him eat like a pig in the mornings on all fours, leave him tons of food to eat during the day while she was gone, assuring him that he better finish it all before she got home or else she would not pleasure him, (although getting herself off using his hard cock was going to happen either way in her mind). And dinner would be the biggest meal of the day, as she would force feed him till he felt like he was going to burst, and then shovel more into him, then finish with a dessert using the funnel, filling him with thick shake as he lay there growing bigger..

After a year of her feeding regime, Tyler was up to 400lbs and growing. He was nothing but a huge fat pet for Meghan. His stomach filled the bed as he would shovel food into his mouth, barely being able to get his now huge arms up to his mouth and around his stomach. All he could do was feed all day while she was gone and wait for her to bring more food home for a night of stuffing and sex..

Meghan had finally achieved what she had set out to do, make Tyler all for herself. She loved to watch him eat all she brought for him, treat him like a pet while he ate from his bowl and then let her break out the funnel. She would use his hard cock, that she now had to dig under his stomach for to find and use it to get herself off, then finish him and leave him wanting to be fed more. It was her dream come true.

Tyler was not allowed to be untied from the collar, except on Tuesdays when she had her friends over. Meghan would have her gym friends over to drink wine for taco Tuesday and she would love to show Tyler off. She would call down to the basement "Hey you fat pig, dinner is ready!". This is the only time he was allowed up from the basement. He would waddle up the stairs and into the kitchen. Her friends would love seeing him struggle as he waddled over to the table, as they all knew how his ego was while owning the gym. He would zone out and shovel tacos into his mouth, as she commanded him too, as the women laughed and joked at how huge and fat he had become. Meghan would make him oink like a big and he would comply. After, she would send him back down stairs to nap before the women finished their wine and went home.

This was the ultimate ego boost for Meghan and she would reward Tyler later with large funnels full of rich shake and suck his cock all night after.
This carried on for the next couple years or so until he was unable to come upstairs..

Tyler had reached over 550lbs and growing after 3-4 years of regime and routine. Meghan had installed large feeding tube that Tyler could put into his mouth and allow thick shake meal to pour into him, eliminating the need for him to move around during the day while Meghan was not home. He was no longer brought up stairs as he could not get up from his bed on the floor. Meghan loved how immobile and dependent on her he had become, and so did he. All he had to do was feed for her and let her have her way with him, which was at this point just her riding his cock while he laid back unable to move.