Chapter 13 - is this just fantasy?

Marcy held the cake to her gullet, Ava biting it in a animalistic way, dropping crumbs and icing on her lengthy cleavage and belly.. "My god, it's so good!" she exclaimed, as her taste buds became paralyzed with pleasure. Marcy then lowered her free hand underneath Ava's belly reaching her Vagina. "Oooohhh..." she moaned as her groin quickly moistened in response. The 300 plus pound companion pushed her finger in, causing Ava to jostle with carnal excitement.
"You like that, don't you, fatty?" Marcy subtly whispered, as Ava finished the large cake slice.
"My god, yes, feed me more!" Ava cried in bliss, she raised her belly, airing her wet Vagina. Just as she said that, the wish came true as yet another slice presented from the tan partner. The feedee wasted no time, and began consuming it recklessly, with icing crusting all over her face. During the consumption, Ava's frame began to grow once more, her belly pushed further and further forward, causing the enlarging blonde to lean back so her friend could play with her pussy easily. After finishing the slice, Ava patted her multi foot long and wide belly, jiggling her melon sized mammaries, the cake crumbs sinking into the folds and creases that had developed.

"Come on! Please!" Ava pleaded to Marcy.
"Just wait a moment, I got the right thing..." Marcy stepped away to grab a lengthy black dildo, rejoining Ava in the bed. "Here comes the third slice!" picking up yet another piece."Here," she carelessly threw it on Ava's chest, flattening the piece across her expansive boobs and belly. "Eat it, like the piggy you are."
Ava scooped the large piece with her food ladened hands, licking and biting each piece she could grab. Meanwhile, her friend slid the lengthy dildo like a snake, pushing it underneath Ava's expanding belly, and penetrating her.
"AH!" the morbidly obese twenty three year old, reacted immediately, whilst feeding off of her chest. Marcy pushed in and out in a slow cadence. "Oh...Marcy, I'm such a fat animal, feed me another!" she asked, despite her inability to clear the slice on her body. Marcy swiftly grabbed another, dropping it against her upper chest and neck, returning to the thrusting job.

Ava's body continued to fatten, her whole lower body eating away the bed, pushing her well past five hundred pounds. The massive woman leaned almost on her back, letting the slice remnants fall directly in her gullet. Marcy quickened her pace, pushing the dildo faster, as pre-cum started enveloping the piece itself. Even while laying back, her expanding pannus touched the bed, forcing Marcy to grope and raise it to continue penetration. With her cake soiled arms and hands, Ava scooped the remnants of the two sliced and lathered it on her tongue.
"Keep...goin...I'm... huf... about to cum!" Ava's voice cracked in carnal pleasure. Marcy grabbed the last slice, and pushed it between the valley of Ava's breasts to reach her face.
"Final one, lardass..." Marcy sexually insulted. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" the near immobile woman cried in climax, stuffing herself with red velvet. Her friend wedged her knee against Ava's belly, giving enough room for the dildo to slide in once more.
"I'm soo huge! Make me FATTER!" she stopped eating to smother her cake encrusted hands all over her knee enveloping belly, then resuming her feeding. Meanwhile the tan obese partner sped up the cadence of thrusts. "Uh! Oh! OH! I'm cumming!" Ava flapped her flabby arms, her whole form bouncing with her drastic and cartoonish movements. Her eyes rolled back, her arms collapsed, the over 800 pound lady moaned and groaned, post climax, her vision blurred into white.

Her consciousness cleared revealing a different bedroom, one of elegant design and luxury. Ava looked at herself, revealing her current, naked immobile form.
Resting against her belly, Marcy asked, "That was fun wasn't it?"
Looking around, the blonde noticed a nurse and her assistant standing at the bedside, portable medical monitors rested on a nightstand.
"Oh, you're wondering about them? Well, they're our helpers! They care for you, not only for what you've done, but to also ensure you're happy and healthy."
"Yes, Ava, your vitals and bloodwork are doing great! Your blood pressure, cholestorol, and heart are healthy and adapting well to your... sizeable body." the nurse explained.
"Happy... and healthy..." Ava repeated, as Marcy clenched her sausage fingers.
"Yeah, girl, come on, you must be still recovering from your long sleep."
"Mrs. Nennington, your fiance would like to see you." the nurses aide asked.
"Fiance?"
"Here," Marcy happily draped a sheet over her enormous form, covering her areolas. "I'll let him in." she waddled out of the room.
A large muscle bound tuxedoed man stepped into view, the face becoming instantly recognizable.
"Patrick?" the bed sized blonde exclaimed.
"Yes, m'lady, it is I, Patrick." he stood in front of the bed, flexing his comically oversized biceps, climbing on the bed, collapsing onto her belly, giving a bear like hug. The whole scene confused the woman, but she humbly lifted her arms to envelop the lover.
"I recall you used to despise being immobile..." he commented.
"Now, you look happy!" tightening his strong arms around. "If you ever need moved, please let me know, and I'll show you the world on my shoulders, like Atlas and his stone!" he proudly announced. Meanwhile Ava's parents entered the room.

"Ava!" her mother cried.
"Mom!" a tear ran down her swollen puffy cheek, "I'm sorry you have to see me like this..."
"No, Ava, I wanted to thank you-"
"Thank you for giving the opportunity for a happy retirement." her father finished the sentence. "I-I know it's hard to understand why you look like that, but... if you're healthy and happy, I can't dispute it."
The blonde smiled, rubbing her form, and patting it. "Well, can't say I'm THAT sad about this."
"...and that's fine sweetie...no matter what, we're proud of you!"
Ava's tears increased, accompanied with sobs, "Y-you really mean that?"
"Yes, i'm proud my little girl became so, so, large, and blessed us all a happy life."
"Well, if you're happy then I'm happy too!" Ava reached for her mother, she climbed up to join Patrick.
"Y'know, I might join ya in the immobile club someday, sounds like fun, stuffing my face away." Marcy commented, "besides, I'm gonna retire early anyways, especially with all that money we now have." the fat friend joined in the hug on the opposite side.
"See, Ava, just because you chased your desires, doesn't make you a monster." Patrick said, patting her flesh.
"You're right... I shouldn't be afraid... I sh-" her vision blurred into white.

Ava blinked hardly, realizing she was back at the resort bedroom once more. A strange sensation was felt in her crotch.
"Did I... wet myself in my own dream?" she said under her own breath, as her bedridden form presented itself. She lifted her belly with one of her hands, digging in to find the origin of the sensation, but no matter how hard she tried, Ava was unable to reach her tucked in and hidden vagina, even with her legs spread as far as can be. "Ugh..." she groaned, "Still too fat the leave the bed... just how long will this last?"

The oversized woman checked her phone for the time - 1:03 a.m. She noticing multiple text messages sent by Nayami.
Nami:
"Hey, whatcha up to?"
Nami:
"I guess you're asleep..."
Nami:
"I'm boooreedddd, and kinda lonely..."

The last message was sent just ten minutes ago as Ava lowered her phone and heaved a tired sigh. The dream perplexed the young woman, as it seemed too real to her. The stuffing, fattening, sex, all felt just like in real life. But then, she recalled the second half... it was like her mind accepting the fact she was destined to be immobile, at the same time, the familiar faces that appeared felt believable. Was it a view into the her future? Many questions burned in the immobile lady's mind.

Ava clicked on the television, curious to see what was on in the middle of the night. Shifting through the channels she stopped at a particular one, as a recognizable face appeared on screen.
"My name is Joseph Newman, and I'm the creator of the future of human beauty. This is, 'Sweet Dreams'" the father of Vinny or Nayami claimed.
"Sweet Dreams is a powerful medication to make you into who you want to be!" The camera panned to the dual vials on a display rack.
A rather ugly lady walked into view, "With 'Sweet Dreams', I can be pretty too!" she smiled, missing a few teeth in the process. "I've always wanted to be sexy!" the stranger popped open a vial and dropped the blue liquid into a cup of water, drinking it immediately. Then a cheap CGI transformation happened, turning the formerly ugly grinned lady to a supermodel with a full smile.
Ava laughed, "Why did they make it so fake!?" her body bounced up and down with each giggle, she leaned forward to focus to the programme.
"See? Now I can hit the beach, and have all eyes on me." the sexy lady winked at the camera.
"You see with 'Sweet Dreams' anything is pos--" Ava muted the television as she heard a scratching and knocking sound.

"What was that?" Ava's puffy, double chinned face looked around the room for the source of the noise. Once again the scratching sound happened, this time towards the balcony doors. Suddenly a voluptuous silhouette appeared behind the glass sliding door.
With a bodily shape like that, Ava gulped in fear - she had an idea who it was.