chapter 13

The visit ended in the evening, with everyone tired and wanting to go home. Strawberry and Cho had semi-ripped clothes and looked thoroughly stuffed. While Kylie and Deirdre didn't eat as much, they still had problems staying in their shirts and pants.
As Deirdre was going back to her room, Vanessa stopped her in the hallway.
"So, how was your day?" she said eagerly.
"It was great!" Deirdre replied.
"That's great! Its good to see your happy." Vanessa said, looking at her phone quickly, before pocketing it.
"Say," Deirdre said, inquisitively, "You mentioned that you had to gain weight, when you sent up the food."
Vanessa sighed. "Oh yeah. I was one of the fattest, graduating from here at 457 pounds. It was a hard task to keep me fed and clothed. I spent most of my days eating and watching television, in my underwear. It was good at the time, but I always thought there was more to it. When my commissioner took me in, it was much the same. He never talked to me, but was always there to fuck me," she Sai bitterly, "He didn't bother feeding me. I was just a toy. When he was murdered, I went back to the Samwell institute. I got some liposuction and became a scientist, as you know. I also founded the Samwell union, so that if things go awry, we're here for you. But enough of that; how do you like being a fatty?"
Deirdre shrugged. "It's pretty good. I only have to relax and I'm able to concentrate on things I love. I just hope my commissioner isn't as bad as yours."
Vanessa smiled. "I've met your commissioner; he's a swell guy. All of his other girlfriends have been little bitches and backstabbers, so he got you; someone he hopes will love him."
"And that he'll love me back, right?"
"Of course. You are, after all, made for each other."

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The next morning, Cho woke up. She had read up on the automatic chefs working in the kitchens , and had programmed it to supply her with the high-calorie supplement from the feeding machine.
The supplement soon became boring and uninteresting, so she looked up some recipes online that used the supplement. Her entire room looked like a kitchen, complete with hotplates and microwave. Today, she was mixing some of it into her pancake batter.
It was becoming increasingly hard to manoeuvre around her room with her belly and breasts in the way, with her gut always blocking her from adjusting the settings on the hotplates.
She always ate breakfast in bed, with a book. Most of her books had grease stains, which annoyed Cho, but when the appetite pills kicked in, she was more eager to get food than care about a grease smudge on her 'Basic Car Maintenance manual'.
Strawberry on the other hand, was all about fast and fatty food. Literal piles of burgers and fries appeared at her dumb waiter in the morning, and was finished by noon. She spent time in-between stuffings drawing. Usually they were drawings of herself, trying to capture herself bigger, or with a different outfit. Sitting down posed a challenge, as whenever she sat down in her chair, it always creaked loudly as I it was about to break.
Kylie was a lazy person, and had an array of milkshakes to drink. Her overdosing on appetite enhancers made her unstoppably hungry, meaning she could plough through a constant steam of milkshakes until the afternoon, when she went for a rest. Her entire room was covered in beanbags and other soft things, as her enormous ass was only comfortable when it was seated on soft surfaces. This morning, however, she was too tired to do anything, requesting an android feed her. She burst through her red bra by midday, when she finished her tenth gallon of milkshake. The android decided that it was time to leave and let her gather her strength.