chapter 3: a midnight "snack"...

With everything sorted out and put in it's place, Freija sighed and returned to the penthouse. Claire smiled as she approached and giggled "ah, good, I was going to come get you, Remy is going to bring us dinner." She stated, taking the wolf-girl's hand and guiding her to the table in the dining room.
As she seated her pet, Claire giggled and tilted her head twice "ah, right, I forgot to introduce you to Remy." She added and moved to the kitchen. A moment later she came back with a pitcher of milkshake, and three full, large, platters of sticky, sugary looking buns, glazed, and covered with butter-cream icing.
Claire seated herself beside Freija and made her drink "Remy is my driver." Claire explained and giggled as Freija burped lightly. "After this little appetizer, dinner, then probably another nap..." Claire began and lifted one of the buns to Freija's mouth. The wolf-girl hesitated, groaning slightly, but relented, and allowed herself to be fed. Her mistress was pleased, and rubbed Freija's still swollen belly.

Claire apparently refused to let Freija's belly return to its original size. She always had to be stuffed near to bursting. The wolf-girl's eyes watered slightly as she fought back tears of pain, not wanting to disappoint her mistress.
And so, she fed, and fed, and fed. Finally when there was nothing left, Claire relented, scratching her pet's ears and stroking her soft tail. The two sat at the table together, with Claire stroking Freija's body and talking about how cute she was going to be, how much she was looking forward to the first weigh-in at the end of the month, and how fat she wanted Freija to become.

An hour later there was a tapping at the door, and Claire cut herself off, mid-thought and got up to answer. Freija couldn't see from where she was and she was far too sore and stuffed to move, but she could hear a man's voice, with a distinctly French accent.

"All this food, you throwing a party?" The man asked.

"No, just me and my pet." Claire replied.

A pause. The tapping of heavy boots on tile. "Forget I asked..." Remy finished and ostensibly walked away. The door closed behind him and Claire hit the locks, excitedly bounding into the kitchen with several huge bags in her arms.

"Ta-da! Dinner is served!" Claire said and laughed.

Freija groaned and went pale as she imagined trying to stuff all of this food in her belly, her hands instinctively holding her guts in as she felt like she was going to burst.

"Don't worry my sweet love; this is dinner for both of us." Claire said and scratched behind Freija's ear.

The wolf-girl watched helplessly as her meal was plated. Back at the agency it would have been enough to feed a bear-girl going into hibernation... hundreds of different smells and tastes filled the air, far more than any Freija had ever experienced in her life.
Her first plate was exotic food. She was familiar with rice, but she had never seen rice in such a dazzling shade of jade green, however. And the meats with it were so perfectly tender. The sauce was flavourful but not overpowering in taste.
The second plate took Freija longer to work through, with frequent pauses to trade her fork for a sugary, carbonated drink that made her tongue tingle, but she eventually got through it.
The wolf-girl's culinary adventure came to a lilting halt as she tried to finish her third plate. Claire hadn't even finished her first, but was watching Freija intently, absent-mindedly sucking on a drink that had been empty for minutes now.
"Don't hurt yourself, cutie. You're so stuffed right now, I could probably waive the rule about finishing this one time." She said and giggled "plus there's always leftovers for later when you get hungry again." She added with a coy smile.

Freija nodded and leaned back, groaning loudly as her belly poked out from under her sweater. Claire sidled over and smiled warmly, her hands moving to Freija's belly before going under the wolf-girl's shirt, gently squeezing her breast.
"We've had a very productive first day anyway." Claire said with a giggle as she lifted Freija to her feet and guided her to the bed. They lay together again for an hour before Freija fell asleep.

Claire busied herself with packing up the left overs into Freija's fridge, before heading up to her office to read through the day's reports...

***

Freija's eyes fluttered open and she rolled over. Her massive bed was empty, which was something she was familiar with. Heaving a sigh, Freija moaned as she sat up in bed and looked at the clock - quarter to twelve at night...
Slowly she ran her hand from her breast down to her belly. She was sure it was just her imagination, but she seemed softer than she was yesterday. Grunting, Freija stood, and noticed her sweater now covered her belly again. It stuck out a bit, and was still tight, but it was smaller now than when she had fallen asleep.

With a heavy groan, the wolf-girl nestled back into bed, staring at the clock as she rubbed her aching belly. It was hours before she fell asleep again. When she woke up next, Claire was in her room, unpacking another box.
Freija shot up out of bed and looked at the clock in amazement "you must have been tired." Claire stated, her tone unreadable. Indeed, the wolf-girl had slept the clock around, as it was now six o'clock in the evening.
"Don't worry about it, my sweet pup. I did go a little overboard on you..." Claire said with a weak chuckle as she draped something over her arm and approached, gesturing for Freija to get up

The wolf-girl complied and stood quickly, the pain in her gut now subsided, and Claire gestured for her to undress. Again, Freija complied, stripping to her bra and panties.
Claire rolled her eyes and clicked her tongue as she set the dress draped over her arm aside, and pulled Freija's underwear off herself, before handing her a familiar white and pink gown.
Slipping into the soft, silky leotard and clasping the collar around her neck, Freija adjusted the bodice until it sat comfortably, and then pulled on the thigh-highs "give us a little spin!" Claire said excitedly as she pulled out a small smartphone from her coat pocket.

Freija blushed as she turned, and claire took pictures, before demanding she undress again, and handed her a different gown. The wolf-girl's eyes widened when the blue and gold silk hit her hands. It was the gown she had first worn when she was adopted.
It didn't take her very long to get back into it, but it felt tighter, like it was squeezing her more. Claire giggled and took a few more pictures before wrapping her arms around the wolf-girl and sighing wistfully "I can't wait until I can't put my arms all the way around you" she said and took Freija's shoulders, looking her square in the eyes "I'm going to make you get so fat." She said.

Freija knew she should be terrified, she had seen fat girls before. Bear-girls usually got quite obese in the autumn months before hibernation, often growing so large that they couldn't move.
But when Claire said that, Freija felt a tingle in her chest, and she giggled. The idea of Claire making her gain weight made her giddy, and excited.
It was like Claire could read her like a book, and she closed in like a predator, her hand going under Freija's short skirt and stroking her soft, wet groin, before reaching around to take a handful of the wolf-girl's perky rump with her free hand. "You would like that, wouldn't you?" She asked and Freija swallowed loudly as her blush deepend "to get nice and fat for me." She added and giggled as the wolf-girl twitched, her eyes fluttering in ecstasy.

It wasn't until nine o'clock that the two finished, Freija heaving and panting on the bed as she caught her breath. Claire withdrew her fingers from under her pet, and made the girl lick her off with a giggle "you have three meals, plus desserts to eat. You have to catch up for today." She said.
Freija sat up and leaned against the headboard of the bed as Claire brought over a huge platter of food, frowning slightly "as much as I wish I could just stuff you with sweets all day, though, that wouldn't be very healthy" she added and began feeding Freija.
It was unfinished leftovers mostly, along with more of the thick milkshake that Claire insisted on her drinking. Unlike yesterday, though, it took longer for Freija to become full. By eleven-twenty she was done - huffing and groaning, and full beyond belief - but done. Claire waited for an hour, tending to her pet's swollen belly, before getting a platter piled with desserts of all kinds.
At first, Freija was willingly letting herself be stuffed, but after a few bites, she tried to ease away, raising her hand. Claire would not take no for an answer, however, and began forcefully stuffing Freija's mouth with thick creamy icing and sticky pastry.

Once the platter was done, and Freija was left in bed, groaning and massaging her bloated stomach Claire tilted her head and clicked her tongue "you tried to deny me." She stated. The wolf-girl gulped loudly in terror as she blushed sheepishly.
"How should I punish you?" Claire asked rhetorically. She already had a plan, but she wanted to hear Freija's response. She watched her pet shudder and grimace as she glanced about.

"I should... be fed more...?" Freija asked half-heartedly.

Claire giggled happily as she left, only to return moments later with two large pitchers of her Milkshake.

When it was all said and done, Freija finally fell asleep again... at half past four in the morning, and so stuffed that she couldn't move...