chapter 5 - fattening the livestock

By the end of their first day, the lanky man with the big belly had been forced to gulp down 27 cups of the heavy cream mixture. What was odd was that he seemed to get hungry again very quickly between pauses and cups greedily lapping up the next one. He seemed to fall into a very relaxed stupor after about 14 cups, and by the time he was put into his pen, his body had seemed to be more plump all over and his hanging distended belly really did make his body look so pig like. He even had a new noticeable layer of soft fat on his body the next day, before he was subjected for an entire week for the same treatment.

Sam couldn’t judge the guy for how he was fattening up so fast. He well and truly was too, thanks to his slop. It tasted mostly savoury, but the perfect hints of sweetness and salt to make it far too appealing for Sam’s liking. Every day he intended to leave as much of his slop in his big piggy trough by spreading it around and leaving portions of it in corners where it could have been plausibly missed. But instead, he eagerly lapped up and enjoyed every portion in full, even starting to greedily lick the empty trough clean.


It reminded him of how much he had overindulged himself in his fatty fast food binges, increasingly making a pig of himself and feeling ashamed of how fat it made him. But he was even fatter now. He ended each day so blissfully content, stuffed to his fat, piggy brim. His already sizeable moobs felt like they were desperately forcing forward more with each passing day, softening and filling out. While he had tried to hide his fat belly before, it was undoubtedly huge now, spilling out increasingly over his embarrassingly tight leggings that he strived to stretch out a bit with his hands and very little remaining strength so that it wouldn’t dig into his expanded hips and ass too much. He even started to consider removing them at times, because he was quickly bursting out everywhere so fast and so much.

Their next weigh-ins, about 2 months later from what Sam had estimated, revealed how much they had all too readily warmed up to their piggy life.

The rolly guy had somehow had his roll grow more rolls, making him look like tied up meat in a butcher’s shop. He had gone from 107kg to 122kg, 236lb to 239ll, 33.6% body fat to 40.1% body fat. Flab and lard burst off him from everywhere, making his body look buttery soft.

The ex athlete had lost any appearance of muscles or fitness; even before his weigh in it was obvious that he was heavy and obese now. He had gone from 98kg to 114kg, 216lb to 251lb, 29.2% to 35.1% body fat…Just as Sam had thought, he had gone from overweight with some muscle tone clinging on, to softened all over and would probably only get more obese from here on.

Hannah and the handlers had been unrelenting toward the previously lanky guy. Not only did he have an embarrassingly large protruding gut, but every part of him was round and fat now. Fat arms, chunky thighs, jiggly ass, several chins and a thick neck. He was barely recognisable. His eyes looked dazed, and his rubbed his beyond chubby belly. He had gone from 104kg to an incredible 126kg, so 230lb to 278lb, and 29% body fat to 37.4%, Like the guy before him, he had gone straight from overweight to definitely obese. He stared at the numbers and let out a big meaty belch before waddling off the scales.

Perhaps it was because he stood at over 6 feet tall, but ‘the mountain’ appeared to have changed the least. He certainly looked plumper and rounder, but the effect was nowhere as dramatic as in the other fat boys. Somehow, he had only gone from 127kg to 133kg, 280lb to 293lb, which was only a body fat percentage change from 32.7% to 34.7%. For a split second, Sam felt almost proud that his change would have to be larger than that, then remembered that his body bursting with fat was only a badge of honour in terms of his sin of gluttony and how well he embodied it.

Hannah took her time, circling the mountain, poking and pinching his firm fat. Sam wondered how he had only had a 2% increase in body fat – could have all his overindulgences at the bakery eclipsed even the fattening slop they had to eat here? Hannah grabbed the large man’s huge belly into an oversized donut in front of him, and jiggled it.

“Your long days baking may have left you with more muscle bulk than I anticipated…no matter!” Hannah snapped, “we have supplements to assist you also!” She repeated her attention commanding double clap, and 4 of the handlers were instantly there to drag him off and begin funnel feeding him with a sickening looking heavy cream mix. He looked back at the other fatties, his eyes pleading with them to help. They looked back fearfully, but there was really nothing they could do. The only one that didn’t look alarmed was the formerly lanky guy, who looked at the funnel and mixture longingly. This made Sam feel sick to his stomach.

The guy who had been just fat all over had developed a huge apron of fat that hung down in front on him, and he had developed cellulite on his thickened thighs. He had gone from 112kg to 121kg, 247lb to 267lb, and his body fat had gone from 36.3% to 39.7%. Sam marvelled at him reaching nearly 40%; only the man covered in the soft rolls of subcutaneous fat had surpassed the 40% mark yet.

With no one else remaining, Sam knew it was his time to be humiliated…but how much? He had let himself go so much before all of this, and now he couldn’t even fathom how much he seemed to expand every single day. His chunky ass and thighs wobbled as he thundered up to the scales. He became self-conscious of how his belly and moobs almost swung, bursting forward so much it was like they were trying to run from the rest of his body.

He scrunched his eyes shut until he heard some of the other men gasp and had to look. Sam had gone from 115kg to a very plumped 128kg, 254lb to 282lb, which was a body fat change from 38.7% to 44.2%. He had gotten so big and hopelessly gluttonous that he was rapidly approaching the point that half of him was put fat. He went to put his arms in front of himself protectively, but he had fattened up so fast that his chubby arms only set his enlarged moobs jiggly and a big belly rippling as he underestimated and slapped it.

“Now, this is more like it!” Hannah exclaimed but still sounding stern. She cupped Sam’s soft and pillowy moobs, giving them a quick squeeze and a shake. This caused Sam’s belly to wobble and slap against his thighs. Percentage wise, he was the fattest there. But did that really surprise him? He was far too good at being a greedy and hungry boy, and it sure showed.

Back in his pen, his handler for the day took measurements with a measuring tape, but they never had those measurements shared with them. Well, at least until today, to some extent. His handler gave a brief chuckle and explained that he seemed to be a real belly gainer, having gained 7 inches around his belly. He felt it, too. She also explained that it was lucky that he was such a good, greedy pig of a boy, because he would get more slop from now on, starting with 30% more over the next week. Sam tried to leave the extra amount left in his trough, but his was too much of a helpless fatty by this point, stuffing himself uncomfortably full before lapsing into a food coma after every meal. It’s not like he had a choice anyway, right? He felt himself ballooning everywhere more and more every day; big, heavy, soft and rolly. He couldn’t have escaped if he wanted to, especially after meal times when he was so stuffed full that he couldn’t imagine being able to move.