Chapter 1 - Awakening

Amy whimpered quietly and held her hand against the back of her head, through the fuzziness and thickness of the dark room's atmosphere she could tell it was throbbing with pain. Was she knocked unconscious? The room was pitch black but she could tell her vision was blurry and distorted. She felt a cold breeze on her stomach, was she naked? She removed her hands from her aching head and felt her belly, it was warm and soft which brought her comfort in the cold, forsaken room. She definitely didn't have a shirt on though, she knew that now. She lifted her hands up and felt her breasts, "I still have a bra at least," she thought. Even through the dizziness she could tell her pants were still on, the tightness of them was just as apparent as when she was struggling to lift them over her generously sized butt (to say the least) in the morning.

As Amy regained consciousness and her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she was slightly more aware of her situation. Her arms were free to move around but her ankles were chained to the stone wall - that felt cold against her bare back. Her shirt was ripped completely, it was tucked underneath her thighs and was almost entirely hidden but she could tell it was forcefully removed. Now that she was aware of the situation and her head was in less pain, panic began to settle in. She couldn't remember how she got here, was she in danger? "H-hello?" she called out to the darkness, her voice croaking from fear and a lack of hydration. How long has she been here? Her throat was dry and her belly was empty, it growled loudly.

It was too dark to tell how large the room was, or if she was alone or not. Her large thighs began to shake in fear, causing them to jiggle slightly despite being tightly contained in her too small pants. Her call wasn't met with an answer, but she felt like she wasn't alone... Her ass had almost lost all feeling from being sat on for so long, the cold, hard floor wasn't helping either. Her immense hunger told her she must have been here for a long time, maybe even a day? Her parents would start to worry if she didn't come home tonight, right? Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a familiar voice, "I see you're awake, Kitty."

The darkness hid the owner of the voice entirely, but Amy knew who it was. The voice. The pet name. It had to be--
"R-Ryan?!" Amy croaked again, her throat becoming more dry by the second, her eyes widened and her heart began to beat quickly, why was her ex here..?
"Hey, Kitty, missed me?" A candle was lit and Ryan's face was visible, he walked closer to her with something in his other hand...
"Stay away from m-" Amy began to shriek, but before she could finish a bottle was forced to her lips. Ryan held her throat and forced her head backwards, the liquid from the bottle began to enter her body, and she couldn't do anything to stop it. It was creamy and thick, it was delicious. Her immense thirst and hunger began to override her fear, and she gladly swallowed mouthfuls of the liquid, moaning softly. The coldness and taste of it felt so good inside of her, her heart began to race as countless liters of the drink filled her body.

The bottle was empty and Amy felt incredible, her face was covered in the thick milkshake-like substance and she licked her lips greedily, she moaned loudly and felt her panties get a bit wet, she suddenly felt a hand on her stomach, pinching and squeezing her large midsection.
"Fuck I missed being able to grope you," Ryan said softly, Amy felt his hands running around her belly and it began to make her pussy get wetter and wetter.
"P-please-" she began, however a large growl from her stomach interrupted her pleading...