The pill

Chapter 2

He pulled the pill back and enjoyed how she could not resist and was trying to fight it.

He was so horny he had to control himself of not ejaculating yet.

He put the pill down and kissed her, feeling her heat, touching her hair lovingly while he did it, grabbing her belly, feeling her fat flab.

“Come, I have something that is going to make it a lot more fun” he stammered, unable to speak clearly, the tension of arousal tying his tongue.

They went downstairs to the kitchen and every step she was aware of how fat she had really gotten. She could feel her fat, how it was ready. How her belly had tasted blood and now wanted to go in for the kill in a manner of speaking.

He took out a large jug with olive oil and gave it to her.

“I would give you a glass, but why bother?” he said.

She knew exactly what he meant and automatically started drinking, before she could think. It was pure fat! It tasted terrible. But it was making her hornier, it was like filling a bomb with more dynamite, after you decided that you would blow it up anyway and wanted more bang.

She drank and drank, feeling the little space that had been emptied by her digestion in her stomach fill up. And then she was full and she knew she had to keep going, this was important. It was like being impregnated, to be filled up with something so potent...

She started to feel the funky feeling of having pure fat inside your stomach for the first time. She drank till she felt a considerable pressure inside her and then gasped when she felt the stomach ache coming on. It was a morbid and perverse feeling, her belly complaining about so much liquid fat inside it. And it was making her horny, as for a fat woman like her it was grotesque to top her off with so much fat after having just had a huge meal.

She felt his hand on her belly, felt his intention to have her fatten, to want to see it badly, that he was not satisfied about her current size.

But it felt so good, he was feeding her, fattening her up and it felt so right and then she remembered. Suddenly, and felt her whole belly jerk, a big contraction making it jiggle and wobble. It was like she had just been impregnated, like she had swallowed a bomb and just now realized that she was now rigged to blow up. To inflate like a balloon.

She gasped and got nervous and got weak knees, as he took her hand and kissed her.

“Come on, lets get you going!” and led her.

There was love in his words, care, lust, but also hurry, like he wanted to see it finally, what this little thing could do. Like he had dreamed of this moment many times. She felt like an object and enjoyed it, something was about to happen to her and although she was an intelligent woman, it fulfilled some basic purpose of her, that was ancient and natural, where her basic lust overruled all the smart and clever thinking she could ever do.

She wanted to resist, but just let him guide her.

He guided her down stairs, into the basement, where they had played games sometimes, where he had created almost a dungeon, and she immediately saw that he had changed the rooms. There was one that had white tiles, it looked sterile and cold, like a bathroom or a lab.

And she breathed hard when she saw the huge chair standing here, reinforced steel that could carry a whale, super wide, which made her feel tiny and on the arm rests cuffs to immobilize the wrists, and the she noticed with shock that at their smallest setting, they were larger than her arms and could accommodate an incredible obese person.

And then she saw the little table with the tablet on it and the pill, sitting there. Accusingly and dominating. She started breathing hard, thought that she could smell the taste of it even further away, like that she had been fertilized and prepared, made ready for it.

He guided her closer and she felt her pussy get wet, and got so horny. She saw the mirror in front of the chair, how wide it was, it covered almost the whole wall, being able to show a woman that was 8 times as wide as she was.

He went to close the door and locked it.

“We don’t want to be disturbed, when it is finally time for your big moment!” he said as he guided her closer. She knew why she was here, but could still not believe it.

She had a stomach ache from the fat and felt so impregnated with the impending larding that she felt very much like a victim, like she should have never ever drank this before.

That it would make her so fat, Oh My God! She moaned helpless as he moved her closer and touched and admired her fat rolls on her sides. The taste got stronger and stronger and she got horny like she had never been in her life.

He kissed her and held her hand, “honey, this is going to feel so great! And I always wanted you to fatten so much more and it has been too slow!” his voice sounded with disappointment, but the hint of that now things would improve.

“You have always hated me looking after the really obese porkers and feeling you were too tiny, I know honey!”

It touched her deep, ever since she had fattened, she had entered a new world. Where you were not too fat anymore, but too thin. Where your breasts were large, but where your men looked longingly at the mass in the blouse of a sagging porker,that had a hard time walking. Things that you could not call breasts anymore, but full fledged cow udders and having belly envy. And on one side being scared to get as fat as one of these waddlers, walking slow and having this huge belly sway from side to side, . But on the other side, why not? She was already growing, why not give in? And be as big as your man ever wants you? And get that sex that you knew the guys always got horny for when they saw such a huge sagging tub of lard.

And she felt the pill in front of her and it was ready for her. And she felt the feeling in her belly, the pull of the fat, her dripping cunt, that she was ready for it. She would never get more ready for it.

They were both inexperienced, especially him.

But he could see that she felt it already, her stomach was really inflated, it looked like it was there to meet it.

He picked up the pill and she smelled it. Her belly was visited by two strong contractions, he saw it, it looked like she had a large pump working her.

She felt settle, get ready and as the pill came closer, she wanted to back away, but her legs would not move, she had become too fat. Her legs were fat, her belly, her arm, fat everywhere. He kissed her deeply and massaged her fat belly with one hand, and then tried to calm her

“ssshhht, it is going to be ok, honey! You will be so sexy, I want you to become super fat! I will never look at another woman, they’ll be smaller than you!”