chapter 15

Anaisha awoke with the usual feeling of being full and being hungry simultaneously. She only felt like this after a full night’s sleep, and she still didn’t know how she felt about it. On the one hand, she had the comfort of fullness, but the hunger was starting to become its own sense of emptiness, and she was starting to not like it.

She was about to start eating her usual breakfast, but noticed that the table hadn’t been set in front of the huge sofa that she had taken to sleeping in. With her belly resting heavily on the floor and her great sweeping love handles piling up on the sides, there was no chance of her falling over, so she got used to sleeping while sitting up.Just as Anaisha was about to ask the robots about breakfast, in walked the Boss.

He was inordinately pleased with himself for some reason as he sauntered into the room. “Good morning, my dear!”

“Good morning. I was just about to ask about breakfast…”

“Ah yes, there will be time enough for that. But first, a little walk down memory lane - or in your case, a little being carried down memory lane. At his signal, the androids hoisted Anaisha up to her feet, and turned her to face the mirrored wall. She was quite a spectacle, with hips and butt that would have kept her from going through single doors even without taking her belly into account. But this fleshy monstrosity was far too big to ever not take into account. Even as she stood It pooled on the floor for over two feet and stuck out in all directions for several feet. Her navel was lost in one of the many creases so she couldn’t even tell which one held it. The love handles would have each served for a belly on a fat man, covering a good portion of her hips. Her nearly beachball-sized breasts looked tiny in comparison.

As usual, Anaisha found herself neither attractive or disgusting, just accepting what she was. But now images were projected on the wall next to the mirror of some much lighter girl she hardly recognized. It actually took her a second to realize the girl with the narrow waist and proportions a man might find attractive was actually her. She gasped in shock as she did.

The Boss just smiled his confident smile as the images were turned off and she was put back on the sofa. “Well, enough of that. I bet you’re hungry!” Anaisha started vigorously nodding until she saw one robot approach with the hose that he sometimes had put down her throat. Sighing, she merely nodded once and the setup continued.

Once everything was in place, the viscous liquid began to flow down the tube and into Anaisha’s awaiting stomach. Anaisha relished the sensation of hunger slowly going away, to be replaced by a true feeling of fullness that the “stretchy marble” couldn’t totally replicate.

The Boss was getting truly excited as he saw the gauge on the fluid container. When it was done, he exclaimed, “Nearly two and a half gallons! Amazing! Oh, you are a wonder, my dear.”

Anaisha could not help but blush a bit at the compliment. As the tube was withdrawn she managed to say, “Thank you.”

The Boss was already getting the lotion ready for the next phase in their encounter. He slowly started to rub it onto the skin containing her wonderful, gargantuan belly. Occasionally, he would send a hand up to fondle one of her breasts, which usually sparked a protest from Anaisha, but those complaints had dwindled to resigned sighs over the past couple months.

Once he had covered her entire belly with lotion (an increasingly time-consuming task), it was clear from the tent his loose slacks had become that he was ready for the next phase. “Anaisha dear, may I?” he asks as he always did. Anaisha knew this was likely a formality, and he might just do worse to her should she refuse. So, she gave him a single nod, which made her double chin wobble.

Then the Boss had an android remove his pants, revealing his sizeable manhood that was fully erect. Once it was covered in lubricant, the Boss approached and thrust it directly into Anaisha’s deep navel, which actually was positioned at the perfect height. It was a cozy fit, and he wasted no time building up a rhythm with the wall of flesh before him. It didn’t take him long to reach orgasm and grab onto her belly for dear life as he caught his breath.

The robots cleaned both of them up. Once he was dressed again, the androids began to lift Anaisha up to carry her. “You’re in for a surprise, my dear! On this very special day, we’re going to meet up with some old friends.”

With that the robots carried her through the doors and down the wide hallway.