chapter 3

He heard her voice coming from his sons room, what was the fat pig up too he thought while heading to his room, before he got there he heard his son shout.

"STOP, don't come in dad, stay there please"

His dad heard the urgency in his sons voice, his fatherly instinct kicked in, he wanted to see what was wrong with his kid. He went quickly into his sons room and was shocked by what he saw. His obese son was on his bed in a bra and grey pantyhose. His whole body looked fat and blubbery, his belly jiggled wildly as he thrashed around.

"Don't look at me, don't look at me. I'm so sorry"

His dad couldn't take his eyes of his fat blob of a son, he was speechless. His wife was standing over frank, still filming the upset fatty.

"What do you think hun, isn't this the nastiest thing you've ever seen. What a fat blob we've raised? Just do you know he's been steeling my pantyhose for years now, haven't you fat boy. He's been a dirty fatty, do you see the state of those pantyhose, it looks as though he been having a great time in them"

His dad was still staring, confusion, disgust and anger went through him as he looked at his son. His big bellied fat cross dressing pervert of a son, with his huge fat belly wobbling I front of him. He looked at his wife and said.

"Why did you tell me to come up, I don't want to see this, it's horrific. What's wrong with you man, did I raise you wrong. When did you become this obese pervert"

"I thought you should see it for yourself, would you of believed me if you hadn't seen it. I think this big fatty needs punished, don't you? I have the perfect punishment for this little piggy."

"I would of had a hard time believing this...... It's revolting. I can't believe you do stuff like this, stealing your mothers pantyhose and getting them all stained .... It's .... It's...... You should be ashamed you dirty fat pig. Something needs done about this, what was the punishment you were thinking off"

All the while frank was apologising and pleading, his eyes wet with tears. His father shook his head at him, he was really disappointed in his son, frank saw it in his eyes.

"Well, since I know this little perv has been stealing them for years I think the punishment should be long and embarrassing. I want him to pay for taking all my pantyhose, the amount of money's worth of pantyhose he has taken over the years is ridiculous. I think I should get to punish him however I want, what do you think hubby"

His dad was angry enough to agree, the display in front of him his was infuriating him. How could he embarrassed me like this, he deserves what he gets. He agreed with his wife.
Frank was dreading what she was going to say, from how she's treated him so far, his punishment was going to be harsh.

"So fatty boy hehe, for a year you only get to wear women's clothes at all times. Pantyhose, bras, stockings, blouses, dresses and panties are all your going to get to wear, along with any other type of girly clothes I choose. I'll be throwing out all of your male clothing, you want to sneak about dressed like a woman, your going to get to all the time. It's going to be long year for you fat boy, or maybe it should be fat girl hehe"

Franks dad looked at his wife, stunned at how harsh the punishment was that she was wanting to inflict on his son. He looked at Frank, he feeling of disgust and disappointment built inside of him again. Frank was on the bed sobbing, his eyes on wading for forgiveness.

"Yes....ok, that will be your punishment. Ok son, your mum has said you have to wear women's clothes, so no complaining, you brought this upon yourself."

"No no you can't make me do that, this is so embarrassing. Haven't I suffered enough?"

"Not enough for a fat pervert like you, this is happening fat boy, get used too it. Once your brother and sister get in we will be holding a family meeting, to tell them about what's happening."

"No they can't see me like this, this is wrong. You can't make me do that. I'm. It wearing just women's clothing for a month"

"Haha look at you, thinking you have power over the situation. You think you can stop this, I've been filming this the whole time remember, a few clicks and we could have this on face book."

"Don't you dare, you stupid cow"

Jim's face filled with anger at what his son said to his wife, he snapped.

"How dare you speak to your mother like that. You think one year is bad, now your going to be wearing women's clothing until you leave this house, you obese sissy. You'll get to live out your twisted sick fantasy"

"You think it's bad he's dressed like that, what you don't know us he put all that weight on intentionally. Didn't you fatty?"

"What?.... What do you mean?"

"Your little fat angel ate himself this big, knowing that he was doing it and getting off on it. Huh fat girl hehe. Ohhh can we do that too, only refer to him as a fat girl."

"Yeah we probably should refer to him a girl now especially with those tits. But what do you mean by getting off on getting fat?"

"Tell him jelly belly, tell him how you love getting fat. How you love the feeling of your fat belly and how it sticks out embarrassingly. That's what you were saying earlier wasn't it? Tell him. Now fat girl"

His step mother slapped his huge belly, his dad watched the fat jiggle. He was amazed at how fat his son was, he was huge now. He was always pudgy, he would tease him when he was younger. He would make him lift up his tshirt past his belly, then he would pinch his sons fat belly and say he feels fatter than yesterday. But this was insane, he was a bloated fat whale. How could he of let him get this fat? His dad thought to himself.

"Tell me you didn't son, you didn't make yourself this fat on purpose did you"

"I'm sorry I've always wanted to get ........ Fat. I don't know why, I just like being big"

"BIG! BIG! Your huge, I've never seen such a fat belly, it's so blubber and jelly like. I can't believe you've done this to your self."

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Frank could only lie there as he was getting shouted at by his parents, his fat belly bare and exposed, his fat legs in pantyhose and his tits in a bra. His mind was all over the place he was half terrified and half relived.
Getting caught like this was horrible, he always wanted to get caught like this, it was one of his fantasies. He would walk about in pantyhose and bras at night when everyone else was sleeping. He would leave his normal clothes in his room, only wearing his girlie clothes having no way of covering himself up if any one woke up. He loved the idea of getting caught, the thrill of sneaking around like that with the possibility of getting seen turned him on.
He would walk around the house, the kitchen, the living room the halls and stand out side of his family members rooms, his heart beating fast in his chest. Being so far away from his normal clothes turned him on too, the further he got away from his clothes, the more he got turned on. He imagined someone getting up and needing a drink and him being trapped downstairs dressed in a pair of pantyhose and a bra, trying to hide in the living room as they walked about.
He would go into the kitchen and make himself huge meals, dressed in his pantyhose and bra. He would sit at the kitchen table and gorge on the food in front of him, his belly getting more and more stuffed, his pantyhose digging into his fat belly as he sat there with the waist band of the pantyhose pulled up over his belly button. He would rub and slap it, hoping the sound of the belly slaps didn't wake his family. Every time there was a slight creak or bang his heart would jump.
There were a few times when he was doing this a family member got up to use the toilet, but luckily for him they didn't go down stairs. If they did they probably would of caught him, each time it happened his belly was so full he couldn't move, he gorged himself like and was rubbing his fat pantyhose covered belly. Even though he panicked, there was a small part of him that didn't care. He wanted to be seen like this, to let the world know he's a big greedy fatty, his belly so full he can't even get up .He was a full happy fat boy.

"I can't believe I'm doing this, sitting in the kitchen in pantyhose, with my fat boy boobs in a bra and eating so much I feel like I could burst. Hehe I'm a dirty fat piggy, with a big stuffed jelly belly. Ohh yeah look at me, I'm so fat. I never thought I'd get to this size."

Frank thought as he sat alone in the kitchen, surrounded by empty plates and packets. He was rubbing his belly, feeling the softness of his fat along side the silkyness of his pantyhose. He was wearing black shiny ones tonight, he looked down at his huge shiny belly as he rubbed and kneaded it.
He had always been fascinated with bellies. He used to look at fat men and women's bellies when he was at the shops. He loved going swimming when there was other fatties, seeing other people's big fat bellies. His parents would take him to try and name him loose weight. His wasn't as big at the time, but wanted to be. He started eating more to see what would happen, obliviously he got fatter.

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