Chapter 11 - a final victory

After all of that, Marie’s step-daughter ran out of the room, leaving the door wide open behind her. Marie moved across, but only to close it. She’d learned many times that it was no good to follow people when she’d hurt them like this. The damage had been done.

She gave a deep sigh. There was another person whose life she had ruined; someone who would never want anything to do with her again. Somehow she always managed to mess things up for everyone she was close to. Maybe she was poison.

Daniel was stood up awkwardly, clearly trying to gauge the situation once more. Things had gone so devastatingly wrong for them in only a few short minutes.

Now this was a guy who would never abandon her, Marie thought to herself. This was a boy she’d owned for months and who had happily submitted to her. This was her own, personal pet pig. “Have you ever been properly fucked by a woman before?” Marie asked, surprising Daniel with how quickly she bounced back.

Daniel seemed to shrink at the question. He didn’t know how to reply. “No,” he mumbled, shaking his head, but not really understanding what Marie meant.

This time, Marie locked the door. “Come on! Pants off! We’ll get you trained-up,” she smiled. “I’ll show you what you need to do.”

Daniel undressed. Marie could hear the gentle burst of the fat boy’s pants as he undid the tightest button and began uncovering all of that fresh blubber. The fat gut, the drooping nipples and killer love-handles; in the last few weeks, the boy’s butt had been swelling so much, it was almost matching the width of them. He wasn’t a natural fatty. Somehow, his strange shape betrayed the fact that he had been fattened so quickly and deliberately. Any muscle tone he’d once had was now gone, and Marie sighed in pleasure as she touched the giant blubbery glutes. Then she tapped them impatiently, pushing him up onto her desk to lie on his back, ready for her.

Marie undressed and grinned as the boy watched her hungrily; a huge ring of fat under his chin as he lay there awkwardly on the table, waiting.

“Now…” she announced, climbing up and on to him at last. “…All you have to remember is to touch and grab at your fat. Show me exactly what I’ve done to you and NEVER EVER try to touch me!” she shot harshly.

Daniel nodded, his fingers obviously itching to touch her beautiful body, but redirecting them onto himself; grabbing at his love handles and rubbing over the expanse of his newly enlarged gut. Marie dropped herself down on to him and began riding as soon as he did so.

From the moment Marie started she knew it wouldn’t take long for either of them. She watched the ripples of fat travel through Daniel’s developing groin padding, into his love handles and roll up his blubbery chest, making his nipples bounce and rock, almost comically. “How fat are we going get you?” she called out mockingly.

Daniel tried to engage his brain and reply. “As… fat as you… want me!” he replied.

Marie grinned and put her hands on her hips, never having felt so good owning anyone like this before! She looked down once more; her fat pig sprawled over the desk. So what if Chelsea didn’t want her in her life anymore? It was her loss. But this was one person she’d always have around to do this to. Daniel was here to stay.

Forever.