Once Dixy and Alexei entered through the village’s outskirts towards her cottage, which was centered in the north east and on the slopes of Mt. Firmskirts. They had to walk from the forest path through a series of long wooden beams and bridges over waterstreams that ran across the valley. Everything seemed to be peaceful. No-one was around, only the dim evening lights could be seen lighting up the wooden road and the individual cottages, with the occasional sound of bird tjirping from atop high trees which stood chaotically in-between the paths and little wooden bridges. The cottages were all occupied, and in-between the blinders you could clearly make out large female figures lying on exceptionally large and study-looking beds. The vegetation was lush green, as could clearly be seen in the moonlight, and was of the swamp-type; as a result, all windows were shut clear to keep out mosquitos and other bugs. In fact, in the village – composed of a collection of about 50 houses built on wooden foundations, each unit fully self-sufficient and interconnected with all other units, and united through a single headquarters (in which the soldiers were stationed). The materials used (besides wood, which should be obvious enough by now) were glass and steel: large glass corridors with steel beams ran between the different houses, to make for a smooth and easy life-experience within the village. On the bridges there stood an occasional bench, which looked unusually large as compared to the relatively narrow bridges. Dixy was struggling to keep afoot. *huff*, *puff*, she gasped while turning to her feeder, Alexei, said, “is it true, what the other girls are saying?” “What do you intend to touch upon, my dear?” “That the next winner will receive a gallon full of melted chocolate, and 5 kilos of strawberries?” Upon hearing this, Alexei thought, . “my master, do tell me, is it true?!” She again asked. “yes my sweetest, yes the recipient of the grand prize will sure enjoy a tasty stuffing! I hope you do your best tomorrow, you might end up on top!” By this, Alexei meant that it could be her that would win the weekly eating-contest. This contest was organized amongst all fat girl inhabitants in the village, but did not really interest Alexei. He had his head aimed at bigger things; This particular evening it was Saturday, so by tomorrow at noon the weekly price would be distributed according to the ratio of gaining weight. The more weight one has gained, the more special treats one receives; and the one who had gained the most would be the enjoyer of a public stuffing. Alexei and Dixy came nearing her cottage, and they both went inside. As Alexei had promised, he immediately ordered a huge assortment of delicious foods and snacks to be brought. That night Dixy has taken the spoon and swallowed food greedily a lot, and Alexei was glad to feed her. Her appetite just wouldn’t stop, it seemed. After a while she began to feel really bloated, and she began to look it, too. “are you enjoying your well-deserved snacks, my love?” Alexei asked. Suddenly Dixy made a sigh and her pants could be heard ripping apart. She looked down to her pants, quickly glanced and made eyecontact with her master, and then flushed and turned red. “looks like I’m making a chance to win the context tomorrow, don’t I? Especially after this extra-stuffing!” Alexei seized the opportunity to give a quick kiss to Dixy, and subsequently ordered the doctor to come. Just when Alexei was about to leave through the sliding glass doors, Chernikov the doctor came in. After checking up on her vitals he gave Dixy some Temazepam, and she went to bed.
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