Chapter 16 - endgame

Nine months had passed since Amanda's surprising awaking. Nine months of stuffing and humiliation. Amanda knew she was close to the 'finish' of her punishment. On last week's measuring she only had weighted 2kg less than Carmen and Claudia together! And that despite the fact that especially Carmen had added a few kilos to her figure. 241kg! Inwardly shuddering she calculated her BMI. Nearly 79! She looked dawn at her grossly swollen body. Her upper arms, bigger than her thighs had been barely nine months ago, covered up her elbows with a bulging layer of fat. Her pillowy lower arms ended in fat, sausage-like fingers. Her breasts, by now the size of fully grown water melons, had long time ago abandoned their fight against gravity. They fell dawn, to the left and right of the beginnings of what one only could describe as immense mountain of fat. Her belly, when she was sitting, now reached up to her knees, blanketing her likewise enormous thighs. Thighs, with more diameter than a 'normal' person's chest, formed by thick mounts of fat covered with cellulite! She was not sure how her feet looked like; she hadn't seen them since a long time!
When the next weight in came, she had 'made' it! Her 244 to the two C's 243kg! Her punishment was over! Recognizing her sigh of relief, two grinning women guided her to her close by 'chair', a reinforced two seater couch and sat her down. A complacent Claudia looked over her work and then bent down to ask Amanda: "Now that we are done here, what you're going to do, Fatty? Will you waddle out of here, beginning a new life? Maybe a life as an advertising pillar? There's surely enough area on that tremendous fat body! Or will you go back to diet and work-out and coming down to a more normal weight? Maybe we should give you the same choice like you gave your 'employees'?" While asking these questions she signed Carmen to open the door. If Amanda had thought it could not get worse any more, she now was taught better! Panic! Sheer, undiluted panic filled her mind! With frantic motions she tried to get up onto her feet. Her heart was beating double speed and her breathe grow shorter and shorter! But her efforts proved futile. As if this new shock had switched them of, her legs simply refused to push up her quivering fat body. Panting she stared at the two people who just had made entrance. Unable to say a single word she watched them coming closer and closer.
With a too well-known smile in his face he examined her immensely swollen body. Obviously quite happy with what he was looking at, his smile transformed from a leer to an expression of apprehension. He turned his head to the woman which was accompanying him. "Michelle, my dear, I told you she would be magnificent!" MoD smiled her usual, thin smile and answered: "You were so right, my dear!" And then, speaking to Amanda, answering the unasked question in her face: "Oh my dear, you can't even imagine how much fun you have provided us in the last years! You couldn't know that this amazing specimen of a male is my husband! When he became aware of you, conducting your amateurish little business adventure, he decided that he had to have you. And I, I do have my quirks too. One is a childish pleasure in weird games. And seeing you stumbling your way into morbid obesity was quite an excitement! Where do you think Claudia got help from, after you dumped her? I also helped her and Carmen to devise their plan for revenge! And, last but not least, the federal investigation! Quite a stroke of genius from my side!
Then she turned to Claudia and Carmen: "Well done, ladies! Claudia, consider your debt as fully paid. But what is with our agreement? Our piggy here seems unable to even get her fat ass up from the cushion! We had agreed that she still would be able to walk!" Carmen looked at the still shaking and jiggling fatty and replied: "Oh, but she is! She still makes the 100 meters to the garden in 15 to 20!" As in an afterthought she added" Minutes, that is." With a last look at the terrified Amanda she nodded a good bye and together with Claudia she left the room.
"Didn't I tell you we would get another chance for an evening together?" This question asked he and MoD descended upon her. Strong arms grabbed her and lifted her to her feet. "Do you want to stay with us?" This question was whispered into Amanda's ear. Frantically she shook her head. "That's a pity!" a mocking voice stated. "But if you really don't like, here's your chance! You get 5 minutes to reach the pool! If you do, we let you go!" Still frightened to death Amanda only stared at him. He stared back, and then he slapped one of the massive orbs forming her butt, sending ripples all up the vast amount of fat on her back. "Run fatty, run!" As if a switch had been flipped, Amanda lumbered towards the door! She tried to ignore the enormous effort it took to move her wobbling fat body. 15 paces, her breathing now fast and shallow, 30 paces, the exertion now unignorably, 40 paces, the breathe now burning like fire in her lungs, 50 paces, her heart hammering like a machine gun in her chest. 54 paces, with a, from breathlessness, silent yelp Amanda crumbles to the floor. All strength had left her body; the exertion from doing these 54 paces had completely wrung her out. Wheezing like an old steam engine she tried to get up, but all she was able to achieve was rolling herself onto her back! She could see her two new feeders slowly coming closer. They circled in like two sharks on a fat and helpless prey! MoD was pushing a small trolley filled with bakery goods. At least two dozen doughnuts and the same amount of cream eclairs piled on the small wagon. "Look what I found! There's a whale stranded on the floor!" They both looked dawn at Amanda, panting heavily, her face a deep red below her blond hair. "I would say that piggy needs some help!" They grabbed her, and with some effort brought her onto all fours. MoD also went down and crouching on the floor she examined Amanda's hanging belly. "It's barely touching the ground!" She added, probing the rolls with one hand. "There's still room for more!" Getting up she turned to her husband: "It looks like our piggy needs some nourishment to gain new strength for her way out!" Nodding in agreement he sat down aside her and commanded: "Open up fatty, there's some feeding to be done!"
After half of the food load at the trolley was stuffed into Amanda's stomach her belly began to press on the ground. She found it increasingly hard to remain on all four. Her arms were shaking and quivering from exertion and despite the thick layer of fat her knees were hurting. Her feeders, well aware of her situation, grabbed her by her arms, and with a lot of teasing and otherwise humiliating words she was lifted back onto her feet. "The five minutes start again!" MoD pronounced. "And you have already made 25% of the way. So, if you real want to leave us, hurry up!" She heftily slapped Amanda's huge butt, sending ripples through all the fat. "Move your fat ass, you cow, or I stuff you to such an extent that neither your arms nor your knees reach the ground once you're on all fours!" Slowly, very slowly Amanda began to move. Again the exhaustion first shortened her breathe, then, after just another thirty-something paces, she broke dawn again. MoD, pushing the trolley, had never left her side. She looked dawn on the red faced and sweating fatty and said: "It looks like the first meal was not sufficient, she'll need more energy if she ever wants to reach the pool! We should feed her a bit more than the first time!"
30 minutes later, and with an over-stuffed and rock hard belly, Amanda was lying on her back. She was now unable to move from the pain in her grotesquely expanded paunch as well as from exhaustion. Staring at the mountainous orb her belly was forming, Amanda realized that her punishment had just begun.

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