Chapter 5 - tightening

As the first few weeks went by, it was hard to see if Tamara’s work was having any sort of effect. Tom remained constantly bloated and Tamara had become accustomed to hearing the pig groan, holding his aching, stretched-out stomach. The boy was starting to move a little slower, encumbered by the swell of his overindulged body. However, his hard-on was his constant companion.

‘I finished all my food. What shall I eat now?’ Tom messaged from work. It was what he got off on; not having to think for himself; waiting to be given his orders. And, luckily for him, Tamara was always ready to give out her instructions. That was the reason why Tom’s pants were slowly, but surely, getting a little tighter around his butt. Before, the boy had hardly had any ass to him at all. His slim thighs had simply melted into his flat and shapeless butt cheeks. Now, however, there was definitely something to see!

‘Go down to that burger joint across the street,’ Tamara had messaged him back. ‘Three cheeseburgers will do nicely for now.’

A few minutes later, the obedient boy would send a picture through of what he had been sent for, as well as another later on showing just the empty packaging. A lust-filled message would follow underneath, explaining just how tight and full his gut was feeling. It was always a good day when his belt had to be taken up a notch at lunchtime.

“That’s two and a half inches you’ve grown around your hips” Tamara noted, pulling the tape back later that evening. “I thought as much,” she mumbled, turning her head sideways to look again at the boy’s naked glutes. She wasn’t imagining it, or just seeing what she wanted to see. Those butt cheeks really were looking more noticeable and shapely.

“What about my belly?”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself!” Tamara mocked. “This is nothing like a belly yet! It may feel big to you, but it’s bloated and hard for me to tell how much actual change I’ve made to you there.”

“It feels immense!” Tom huffed, rubbing the constant bloat.

Tamara laughed. “It will do. This is your life now. You’d better get used to it.”

“I will,” Tom stated passionately. “I promise you, I will!”