chapter 2

Lila had been in a daze the past two weeks. Smoking all day and drinking at night. Consuming massive amounts of food. She justified it as depression over her mother and was thankful that Josh and Anna where so understanding. She was in denial though. Every time she looked in the mirror she still saw the short petite almost sickly self her mother had trained her to be. In all reality she looked much different. Her breasts had filled out going from a B to a full C cup. She had developed a delightful pear shape. She had a protruding beer belly that slightly jiggled and hung just above her waistband. Her ads had expanded along with her hips and thighs making it difficult for her to pull her pants up. She blamed it on the dryer. Whoever she sat down her pants protested and her belly was dangerously close to touching her legs. She noticed none of this. Granted she was mostly high or drunk most of the time but she could not see what she was becoming. She was just hungry and numb. And she liked it that way.
It was about 3 weeks since her mother had died and today was interesting. She hasn't been able to get her jeans on as they wouldn't go past her butt. She grumbled and threw on a mini skirt thinking it still fit. It clung to her hips and slid up to reveal her fattening pussy in some pink underwear that gave her a massive camel toe. She pulled on her favorite crop top loving the way it made her flat fit tummy look. At the moment however, to everyone but her, she looked like an overstuffed pillow. She slid on her heals and went downstairs. She was about to head out to the gym when Josh and Anna called her to the kitchen. "Take shots with us sweetie." Anna begged her shoving a shot of vodka in her face. Lila was about to protest but Josh said. "There's supposed to be a storm comi my you might wanna stay in tonight sis." Lila took the shot from Anna. "Alright but then I have to go exercise. I'm feeling lethargic." They nodded as she downed the liquid. They handed her another and in no time she was waisted. Her belly sloshed with alcohol and her skirt strained from the extra space taken up. They had made a large pasta dinner and watched as she drank and stuffed herself into delirium. By the end of the day she was sitting up against the counter, her head was resting on her shoulder and she was mumbling about needing to get back to her trainer. Her skirt had ripped and was hanging on by a thread while her crop top had managed to slide up just nearly covering her chest. She stumbled up to her room with Anna's help and fell into bed.
Lila woke up with a raging headache. What was wrong? She didn't remember going to bed last night. She was starving though. Throwing on some sweats and a tank top she went downstairs and found pancakes bacon and eggs already made and on the table. Josh must have gone out. God she was hungry. She sat down and took a piece of bacon. Suddenly she was ravenous. She began shoveling food in her mouth quicker than she ever had. Josh and Anna had put appetite enhancers in the food and where actually right upstairs watching live feed of their little pig stuffing herself. Her stomach stuck out against her frail frame and she leaned back still stuffing eggs into her mouth. She ate until she passed out slumping into the chair in a food coma. This is what they were waiting for. They shut down the feed and went downstairs. Josh picked up his sister noting how light she was but loving the way her swollen belly sloshed against him as he carried her down to the basement. This was their playroom. Joshes father never went down there as he was always up in his office working or on a business meeting. It had hooks, ropes, gags, and whips. It also had some new editions. Cages, hoses, tanks to hold liqidized food and a whole freezer of frozen dinners. They already had all the tanks filled and the ropes ready.