Chapter 15 - the end of the day

Tom’s successful application to work from home was an absolute game-changer over the next year. Now he was raking in the cash without even having to put on underwear each morning.

“Listen, I don’t care about the bank holiday. I need that report before the purchase proposal can be made. Do you hear me?” Tom stated assertively into his webcam. “No excuses, Ben. Make it happen!”

“Oh, you’re such a big boss man these days!” Tamara laughed, coming over as Tom had finally shut down his computer for the day. “It’s so funny hearing my fat, greedy pig trying to show off his authority!” she laughed, undoing the fat man’s tie and buttons around his sweaty neck.

Tom smiled and rested his head back in the chair so that he was looking up at the ceiling. “It’s been such a long day, today. I’m so ready for this!” he sighed quietly, already knowing what was coming. It was the same thing that happened at the end of every work day; Tamara’s way of letting her pig know that it was time to let go of his domineering work personality, and prepare him to submit.

The funnel was placed with precision into the man’s mouth as Tom waited eagerly for it to be filled. “There’s extra cream in this one today,” Tamara explained as she started pouring the calorie shake in and watching the blubbery boy begin to swallow. “A one pound gain last Sunday was hardly your best, was it?”

Even as he chugged, Tom made a noise to show his agreement. As a pig, his job was to fatten. Even as he had surpassed four hundred pounds and sat in a reinforced chair that was designed to carry his weight for many more months, Tom always knew that he still had a long way to go.

The delight was clearly visible across Tom's face as he felt the last of the calorie shake fill his stomach almost to its capacity. Tamara knew that nothing could make the massively obese boy relax more than surrendering like this each evening. It had been habit-forming and was packing the fat onto his body; making him look more and more like Tamara's pig each and every day.

Tom looked down at his own broad stomach, causing a huge ring of fat to form around his puffy face. He burped quietly and pushed out his gut, willing it to grow fatter. “This shirt hasn’t got long left!” he grinned, seeing the buttons stretch. “Just look at it! I’m a real hog now!”

Tamara rolled her eyes and slapped Tom on his gut. “It’s got another couple of weeks left in it, at least! Don’t get ahead of yourself!” she teased; always determined to keep the fat boy in his place. “Can you get up, or do you need a couple of minutes to recover?”

Tom exhaled and slowly got himself to his feet, despite the massive bloat he felt in his stomach.

The sight of the lardy butt coming into view never failed to entertain Tamara; for Tom very rarely wore even underwear during a work day - and for good reason! Pigs didn’t have underwear, so why should he? “How are you going to impress me tonight, Pig-boy?” she asked, unbuttoning the remainder of Tom’s shirt and getting him entirely naked.

“Whatever you want,” Tom replied obligingly.

Tamara nodded. “I’m thinking Indian food,” she smiled, looking with satisfaction at how enormous and full Tom’s chest was getting; nipples sagging lower onto an enormous, tank-like gut and carried by huge, thick, lard-pumped thighs. The man’s love-handled burst from his sides, creating folds of fat that were getting deeper by the day. Likewise, large, puffy arms completed the appearance and as Tom turned around, Tamara could even see a thick wedge of fat collecting at the back of his head.

“You look even more pleased with yourself than usual,” Tom noted cheerfully.

“Do I?” Tamara smirked, admiring the blubber in Tom’s groin that was now enlarging and would soon be threatening to mask the pig’s erection entirely. “I have no idea why!” she lied, gently slapping Tom’s repulsively wide butt with pride.

“Oh, fuck! That makes me so hungry when you do that!” Tom declared greedily; desperately wanting to have his fresh fat touched, poked and prodded.

“Well, then!” Tamara smirked, leading the fat guy into the bedroom. “If you liked that… I’m about to make you very hungry indeed…”