chapter 4

Kendall's parents decided it was time for her to move out. They were desperate for any change might cause her to lose weight. By this time, many of her classmates were already early in their fall semester of college, but Kendall knew she couldn't handle college in her current physical state. One simply didn't need a college education to become a fat immobile pig, and by now Kendall had no doubt that was her destiny. Her parents gave her a large chunk of money, as they were quite wealthy, and bought her a nice apartment (on the 2nd floor). Kendall traded in her small Honda for a larger Ford, and her parents agreed to give her an annual income of 50,000 to live off of. They loved their daughter, but thought it would be beneficial to have her move away for her own health. Since moving out, Kendall had been eating nonstop all day. Instead of looking for a job as a secretary or whatever else she could find, she used her income provided by her parents to buy massive amounts of food. Kendall had also found a new boyfriend, a 25 year old software engineer who was already quite successful despite his young age. He would come and feed her and pleasure her. Kendall loved the increased food intake and the effects it was having on her large body. On this crisp October afternoon, Kendall sat in the jacuzzi she had purchased for her flat. At this point, she had been seeing David for two months, and living by herself for 4 months. Her body was swelling in every area. She sat in the hot tub, feeling the warm jets cleanse her morbidly obese body. She turned off the jets and stood up, feeling her belly sag down. Last time she weighed herself she was 350 pounds, but the recent force-feeding with David were having a profound effect on her. Kendall stepped out of the oversized jacuzzi and carefully lifted her fat leg out onto the cold tile floor. She swung her other leg across, almost falling back into the tub, and then waddled out of her bathroom toward the kitchen, hearing her wet belly smacking against her cold thighs. Kendall had gone over half an hour without food, and she was already starving. She opened the refrigerator and got out four slices of pizza she had saved, an after lunch snack. She put the slices in the microwave and waddled back into the bathroom, feeling the heavy bumps of her steps and her ass jumping up and down from the bumps of her steps. She stood on the scale and waited. 372 pounds, the scale said. Kendall looked in the mirror. Her thighs looked nearly like tree trunks, covered with cellulite. Her stomach now covered the top third of her thighs, and it stuck out much farther than any other part of her body. Her large, dimply ass was now wide enough to take up most of a love seat when sitting. Flying on an airplane or going to a movie was out of the question. Her calves had become very fat, and her little feet bulged with the fat they had to carry. Uncovered, her breasts, large E cups, sagged down on the top part of her belly. They were incredibly jiggly, and they forced her obese arms up and out to the side. Kendall waddled back into her kitchen. She reached up to her microwave and grabbed her pizza slices, her belly pushing against the counter and making her nearly fall backwards, and then walked to her couch. She put her pizza on her coffee table and eased her bum back on her couch, being careful not to put too much of her 370 pound weight on her knees, and plopped down. She breathed a heavy sigh of relief (being on her even for a few minutes made her muscles cramp up and her joints scream for relief) and struggled to bring herself far enough forward to grab her pizza from her table...

Kendall decided she needed to go to the store. She was out of food and starving, and David, who now lived with her, was off at work. Kendall hadn't driven her large Ford for about 5 months, and she was in for a serious gaining milestone. Kendall grabbed her purse and waddled through the narrow door of her apartment, turning sideways as she went through the doorway. Now near Valentine's day, Kendall was well over 400 pounds and was remarkably huge. She stepped down the three steps in front her apartment, using the railing as guidance and taking it one step at a time. As she lowered herself onto each step, her stomach, which was tucked into her gigantic yoga style pants, jiggled violently. She adjusted her tight shirt at the bottom of the steps, and set off on the roughly 300 foot walk to the parking space where her car was. At her short height and huge weight, 300 feet felt like 30 miles, and after walking only halfway there, Kendall was out of breath and panting. Her knees and feet screamed at her to sit. These days, Kendall avoided even sitting and truly preferred to lie on her back in bed and gorge herself. She trudged onward, however, and made it to her large Ford. She opened the door, moved the seat all the way back and eventually squeezed herself in, her belly only inches away from touching the steering wheel. She found, however, her short obese legs were several inches from reaching the pedals. She realized that she was too fat to drive. Under 20, and too fat to drive a car. Kendall was amazed at her own gluttony. She struggled out of the large car, and brought herself to her feet, panting from the effort of the huge feat of lifting a 450 lb. pile of lard out of a car. She closed the car door and waddled slowly back to her apartment, feeling turned on and defeated by her weight. As she waddled, she felt the heavy bumps of her steps cause her humongous chest to bounce and jiggle, and her small steps caused her the layers of fat making up her ass to jump and jiggle. She sat down on a bench in between her car and her apartment. The walking quickly caught up to her and she took a break on a bench, her heart stammering in her chest from the effort of supporting such a large puddle of lard. After a few minutes she trudged the rest of the way to her steps. She struggled up each of the steps almost desperately, and waddled through her door. Immediately, she took her clothes off her sweaty body to cool down and sat on her couch. She was quite a sight. Her thighs were spread apart, creating room for her belly between them. Her massive gut sat between her legs, hanging slightly off the front of the couch. When standing, it now covered nearly half of her thighs. Her breasts were beyond regular bras, and she was pondering custom made bras to fit them. Each weighed over 40 pounds, and they were larger than her head. Kendall was hugely obese, with a BMI of 80.