About will power

chapter 2

(BDSM, Force feeding, XWG, SSBBW, SSBHM, explicit sexual scenes)

So they moved into Rosies life and home, and decided to take their time with their plans. Why not enjoy the surprisingly plush ("that fat pig must have family money we never knew about" James had said) house. A selected little vista in the country, but close enough to the city to get by.

She worked from home and told them to take all the time they needed, to enjoy themselves.

They more then took her up on it. The fridge was always stocked by a delivery service and the house cleaned for them. There wasn't much to do, Rosie even cooked for them. When it came out that they didn't have a car, Rosie said that hers was temperamental but they were welcome to it anytime.

They never did use it though. It always seemed to be on the fritz when they asked for it, which was rarely.

Mara started to notice something was odd first. The excuse that her clothes had accidentally been shrunk in the wash could only be used so many times. She had let the first time they were "ruined and had to be replaced" go because who didn't want knew clothes. And she was tired all the time now, and hungry.

James continued on, drinking and eating and smack talking. Rosie worked for a video game company and had all the best systems. She let him use prototypes and told him if he logged enough hours she would talk to her bosses about paying him to beta test.

He never even noticed that the motion sensor camera on the games was always on when he played. Never noticed that there weren't even any motion sensor games in the house, or that the system was one that never even CAME with a motion sensor.

He also failed to noticed the dent starting to form on the sofa.

What James didn't fail to notice was Maras climbing weight. There were surprisingly few mirrors in the house and those were specialty funhouse ones made to make one look slimmer, and the TVs and other normally reflective surfaces all had a special non reflective coating, so he was a bit ignorant of his own gain. So he started commenting on Maras body. Telling her it was getting soft, that her chin was getting a ring around it, that her arms flapped and her muffin top was puffy and gross.

Mara could have shot back that his weight was as well, but she had only just noticed it. She was shocked, her husband, formerly a strong blonde athlete, the perfect match to her own blonde perkiness was getting fat.

His shoulders were hunching, a pad of fat on the back of his neck forming. His pecs were gone and beginning to sag more like breasts through his shirt. His belly hung over the edge of his pants. She looked down at herself and realized her shirts were not being stretched out by her small breasts anymore, but more by a belly then anything else. Her pants were straining over her ample thighs. Though James butt had grown and not only caught up with her own growing assets, but passed them..

She tried to remember when this had happened. How long ago. When was the last time she had really noticed or looked at her husband. Normally they spent the day lounging, him at his games, her on the sofa reading magazines and watching TV (when had she ever done that before) they would nibble and Rosie always provided large meals. She just set things out around the house or in the fridge. The fridge was always stocked so Mara never noticed the huge dent they left after every meal. A dent that was always filled quickly and quietly.

Mara had always been thin, and never seen the need to deny herself "a little treat", but those treats had grown.

She looked at her husband, stuffing his face with a handful of chips and realized they had to get out of there. Or at least SHE had to get out of there. Grab what she could, jewerly, credit cards, passwords, anything, and run.

She would do it that night, just one last meal. One glass of wine.

Rosie noticed that Mara might have been showing some more will power then normal that night. James and she had always just set into their food when they sat, never noticing the large sizes, or that they had been increasing. They never saw Rosie constantly refilling their plates or glasses so that they thought they had eaten less then they had. Never saw that she was careful with her own plates and eating slowly. Often from different dishes entirely. Never tasted the sleeping pills and appetite supplements in their drinks and foods.

Rosie sighed realizing the jig was up so to speak and decided it was time for the next step.

"A toast" she said and went to grab a special bottle from the back of her wine fridge. She poured them all three large glasses "To friendship, to will power, to a great big beautiful future" she said grinning at them.

Mara rolled her eyes, James just put down his full fork and grabbed the glass. If the bottle had been in the back of the fridge, it must be expensive and delicious. He didn't normally pay much attention when he was eating these days, but he had noticed that the bottle had a dusty looking label and looked fancy.

"i don't know if you need a BIG future Rosie" James said, is words slightly slurred "You are already pretty big... HA.. right Mara?" and he began to chug his wine.

Mara had the wherewithal to blush slightly. She started downing her wine but after one gulp She noticed Rosie wasn't drinking. She was staring at both of them, a tight grip on her glass.

Mara slowly put her glass down.

"You know it's funny" Rosie said in a cool calm voice "You two always use to tell me that I was fat because I had no will power"

James had finished chugging and put the glass down. Mara gulped. They had never heard Rosie be less then, well, Rosie towards them. She was always chipper and encouraging, kind and giving. Mara was finally beginning to realize how nice she had always been to them, and how they had taken everything she gave them. Now, Mara didn't feel bad about it, not really. But she was beginning to think maybe something else was happening here.

"And yet you two, you two just kept taking and taking, eating and drinking, lounging and not doing a thing. You never said no to a thing I put in front of you, be it comfort or food. You were always like that in high school, and from what I've heard and seen just like that in college. And now here you are, too lazy to actually work for anything, too indulgent to notice that maybe, just maybe you should say 'no' once in a while." Rosie began to grin, a glint in her eye "It's like you always told me, like you told anyone you found lacking in something, it's your own.."

the world began to go wavy in front of Mara. She tried to stand and found herself falling back into her chair.

"damn"

James began realize something was wrong but was unable to move, his hand dropped the glass shattering on the ground.

"fault" Rosie whispered the last word as the two people at the table with her slumped over unconscious.