Chapter 2

Now, it had taken me a long time to get to this point, before I was willing to do this, and then how long it took to set it up, so what would a few weeks or months more be? A lot, apparently I still hadn't learned patience. I'd come by every day or two, to check on her progress, but they just couldn't go any faster. They started with the fattening, feeding her via tube with what, I don't know. It was a slow process, and she was plumping out slowly for now, even in this sedate state she wasn't able to put on more than 7 or 8 pounds a week for now.

Of course, they had to stop the feedings at times for the other work I had planned for her. The mind control had to happen over many, many sessions. I don't know how they did it, but I had them break down her will power bit by bit, making her more and more submissive. I didn't want to play with her fantasies, that was already in place, I just wanted her to feel the full force of them when she was ready, not put up much of a fight, a highly increased libido, sky high. Reducing her will power also helped with making her eat, as she was likely to be a very hungry lady after I was done, and I didn't want her thinning down.

I also had them play with whatever it is that makes people pass gas. The doc tried explaining what they did, something with changing chemical balances and changing some other stuff in Kelly, was too technical for me, but the long and short of it was that whenever she ate, she would produce way more gas than your average fat chick.

It was about this time that she really started to pack on the pounds, having annihilated her metabolism, and stretched out her stomach, she could really pack it in now. It had been a few months, and she had plumped up to a nice 283 pounds, her face becoming softer and pudgy, forming her first extra chin. Her breasts were still a bit disappointing, only around a 40D by now, and her belly was a soft and starting to show a crease, but it was her hips and ass that were really packing it on, not quiet raising her from the bed. Even in her unconscious state, the constant tube feeding and her recent "adjustments" had her passing gas on a regular basis. I had her restraints re-sized, more flexible the next time she was washed down, like a small beached whale. This was when they put the muscle exersizers on her, making sure that when I was finished with her, she would be able to actually move, otherwise her muscles would atrophy.

As time passed, I had her permanently dyed, all of it from her head to her pussy. Getting her pubic hair to change color was quiet a task, as her legs by this point had swelled remarkably, at least tripling in size since her first day in the bed, into fat elephantine stumps, but they did it, she was now a very dark brunette.