chapter 2

"Muscle Milk Mass Gainer?, She looks at it quizzically, her hunger finally abating and allowing cohesive thought. "Gainer?", She repeats the last part. She then looks again in the fridge and see that the shelves are stacked with the same shakes in differing flavours.

She see the other treats as well stacked up filling every possible part of an already formidable sized fridge. She closes the fridge door, confusion rising in her. "why all the mass gainer milk shake?" she thinks, barely able to comprehend. She then turns slowly,taking in the rest of the kitchen. Large tubs line the works tops, All emblazoned with similar names. "super gainer, maxx growth, serious gainz, endless growth. She looks across at all of them, growing more uneasy as she does. She then sees another row of bottles, different from the rest. These are medication bottles with the writing clearly on them, "APPETITE STIMULANT".

She freezes upon reading these words, shock taking over. Her brain flashes over the past two years, every innocent gesture that put weight on her now fitting together like a jigsaw puzzle. She starts to shake as she fully realizes what he's been doing to her all these months. She looks down over her fleshy breasts to her belly. Dome like and huge, it juts out in fleshy rolls, blocking the view of her feet. In a instant she feels the fat as if anew. Every part of her is soft and fat. Bloated and covered in stretch marks, now plainly seen as the result of her rapid growth. She sees him plainly and is horrified.

The plates of muffins drops from her hand as she turns, screaming and makes to leave. Her boyfriend has already finished his shower and hears the plate smash and the scream followed by heavy, plodding steps. Like a flash he realized the game is up and heads towards the noise. She sees the front door and head straight towards it. As she passes the bedroom door two hands reach out and grab her in a vice like grip. Before she can scream something is pulled over her head, blinding her and muffling her sounds of anguish. The hands pull her with much more strength than she can resist backwards into what can only be the bedroom.

She watches this footage and it always gets to her. She half expects to watch herself escape every time she's forced to watch it. But no, she doesn't escape, didn't escape. She watches as her fat body is hauled across the room and thrown backwards onto the bed. She remembers that that her energy was already nearly gone by this point besides the adrenaline rushing through her. She watches her futile struggle as he makes quick work of tying her to the bed-frame. She sees her self exhausted and still thrashing and kicking whilst the bonds hold her firmly.

It cuts to her some time later with him pulling the hood off her hers. She remembers pleading with him, begging him to let her go, all the while him stood holding out what seems like an innocent drink of water. Eventually she gave into his demand to simply take some liquid, despite her better senses. Within minutes she is under the influence of heavy sedatives. A drooling mess that can barely string a few words together, let alone think straight. She was basically waking unconscious when he brought in a cart of treats. Passive and mindless, her body goes into autopilot and munches down on whatever he brings her.

The camera cuts to a different meal, her still tied up, drugged out of her mind and eating without thought. It cuts to another shot of the same thing, then again. The cuts start to speed up, all showing her gorging on huge quantities of food. The shots get even faster with the feeding footage themselves speeding up. This gives the effect of speeding a weeks eating into a single minute. the first minute shows her belly rising up, stretched from the overfilling its getting. The second shows the week only lasting 40 seconds with unmistakable sign of her whole body filling out more. The third week lasts 20 seconds,the forth 10 and fifth only 5 seconds.

It shows her body slowly spread and rising like bread dough at increased speed as the fat packs in. Weeks of work over in moments showing her ballooning on the bed. Her belly explodes in all directions as it's folds thicken and deepen. Her legs bulge and grow with folds starting to appear like a water fall of fat. Her hips widen and spread with a now gigantic arse as her body rises. Her arms grow huge and flabby from their lack of use. Her face truly takes on the form of a morbidly obese woman, the old her finally unrecognizable. All the while a figure showing her weight increases. 420 flies to 480 and then hits and passes 500 lbs. 520, 540, 560, 580 as her body blimps on the screen. it slows down as it closes on 600 stopping on 598.

It flashes to show she's been lay there a year and a half, too drugged to think. We see him untie her and help re position her on the bed into a sitting position. She's so unbelievably fat compared to when she was first tied up there. most of her oozes and folds, hopelessly helpless. She remembers being this weight as this was when he stopped with the sedatives. She remembers it took a while for her to come back to her self as her mind was beyond frazzled from being drugged for so long. She didn't know who she was, let alone who this man was who helped feed her all day everyday.

She figured she must have been here a long time as she could barely lift each leg up on the bed. The guy looking after her seems so happy, it felt the right thing to eat whatever he gave her. She had to admit she had some concerns, but couldn't deny her huge appetite. He told her she'd been sick for years with a rare condition and he'd been looking after her. He told her she'd always been a big girl who he'd looked after like this since they met. She wanted to believe him, and she did vaguely remember that she had a boyfriend. But some part of her worried, that something wasn't quite right. For a start, within weeks of her awakening, she was clearly still putting on weight. He'd assured her that moving could make her ill again so she'd let him continued to feed her where she lay. The scales on the screen showed 635 lbs.

The video cuts to him trying to help her walk. her whole body shakes with the effort and she simply cannot get her legs to the side of the bed without his help. Standing as well proves impossible as her muscles are just too weak to make the transition. She can't deny the feeling of claustrophobia being in a body so immensely overweight. He helps position her back into the bed and explains she doesn't have to worry about a thing as he will looks after her. The next footage shows her continuing his routine. Feeding herself growing quantities, unaware that he has tricked her into immobility as she continues to spread. Wider and bigger she spreads, unaware that she could walk and run just a few years ago. She does seem concerned surveying her body after a particularly big feeding, but she doesn't think to stop. Her belly sits wider and bigger taking up more and more room between her legs. It folds and rests past her knees, making moving her legs at all increasingly difficult. In no time she's ballooned to 720 lbs of glistening lard. He's late this morning and her appetite is screaming for food.

She's almost panicked with hunger when he finally trots into the room. She can't hide her disappointment that he hasn't brought any food with him, not a scrap. "I've got a special treat for you", he says smiling at her like it's the best news in the world. He produces a memory stick and plugs it into the TV across the room, pressing play.
Phone footage of a sports track flickered onto the screen. The perspective was clearly from the bleachers of a university sports practice. Girls were running back and forth practicing their 100 meters amongst other exercises. The camera was clearly favouring one woman above the rest. There she was, all 110 lbs of her, running like she was floating...

She watches this fascinated and confused not realizing who this person is. There are things about her that seem familiar but she can't put her finger on it. The video continues as a feeling of dread starts to rise from the bottom of her stomach. The moment she sees the footage of him and the skinny girl together a lightening bolt goes through her. The treats, the holidays, the missed gym appointments, tightening clothes, sudden increased appetite. The weight piling on until that fateful day she made her discovery. She goes through a million emotions at once as he stands there watching.

Anger, rage and terror mixed with an undeniable hunger for food. she stares at him in shock, slack jawed then stares to his left and sees something for the first time. A camera is hidden on top of the draws between some books, barely distinguishable. She thrashes her arms out at him in rage but her body doesn't budge. her legs lie useless as she tries to make some effort to get up. The fat prison of her body now fully realized to the former athlete buried within. She screams, swears, bangs her fists but soon tires. He leaves her there for several hours.

Despite her rage and hatred for him and the situation she is in, another feeling is starting to take over. Her hunger is slowly pushing each sensible objection to her incapacitated position out of her head. Each hour leaves her more desperate for the sweet, mindless relief of a full belly. She reaching extreme levels of hunger, finding it hard to even think about the awful thing he's done to her, she simply needs to eat.