chapter 4 - adipostio's past

Charlie sat for the rest of the day. Occasionally food was brought to him and he ate. The music played gently in his ears and he could see the woods from the large window in front of him.

He ate the most delicious food and enjoyed the music, waiting for Adipostio to arrive. As he at the food, his mind tried to rebel but he knew that Adipostio would want him to eat and therefore he wanted to eat.

As the sun began to set the door opened. Charlie expected another plate of food, but in walked Adipostio. In one hand he held a photo album and in the other 3 pizza boxes. Adipostio walked over to the sofa and put the boxes and album down and then came over to Charlie.

"What have you brought? Adi.........Adipo" Charlie struggled with the name. He began to feel slightly stupid, as though his intelligence was slipping away.

"Oh my boy call me master, or Sir. Much easier for stupid piggy's like you to pronounce"

"What have you brought master?" Charlie asked.

"Those pictures for you and some pizza. Now lets get a little more comfortable" Adipostio untied Charlie and lead him to the sofa.

Charlie's delivery uniform was starting to look a little tight. His stomach, swollen from the constant steady eating, bulged lightly against his polo-shirt. His trousers, which were already tight, as he thought they looked better, now the seams were beginning to strain slightly.

"Come and sit piggy" Adi commanded and Charlie obeyed. He got up and gingerly walked over to the sofa. His small paunch too firm to jiggle in any way. He gently places himself down. His subconscious still fighting, he sat at a slight distance from Adi.

Adi picked up a pizza box and passed it to Charlie; then Adi scoots over to be next to Charlie with the album.

"Well my porcine prince, you eat up and we will look at these pictures" Charlie began to eat, again absentmindedly as Adi opened the album. On the first page there was a good looking young man, he was lithe and wirery with just a dusting of body hair. He was sat in what looked like a dressing room in a theatre, wearing a pair of dark blue boxer shorts. Above the first picture was the name Alex. As the pages were turned, slowly Charlie watched as Alex's thin body began to expand. His taught stomach becoming round and softening with fat, his flat chest beginning to form breasts as with each passing image his weight grows. Above the pictures are numbers which rise with every picture, as the boy in the image grows fatter and fatter.

Charlie eats with gusto as Adi flicks through the album. After Alex, comes Chris, then Sam, then Daniel, then Mike. All the same, young, slim and attractive boys, ballooning with fat, getting rounder and heavier as the pictures flash by. Adi holds each picture a moment and then moves on.

Charlie's feasting speeds up as they flick through the images. In Charlie's mind he sees these boys as Adi sees them, huge, fat, greedy and sexy. Charlie isn't just turned on by these images of rotund males, he finds he is envious. He wants to please his master, he wants him to be proud and therefore, he wanted to be as big as the boys in the book, or bigger.

Charlie had consumed 2 of the pizzas and was a good way through the third. His mind now filled with desire. Desire to see these boys growing in the pages of the book, desire to eat and grow, to feed and swell and to please his master.

Adi turns the page from a picture of Mike, weighing 650lbs, his huge gut hanging well over his naked privates. His moobs hanging down his chest. Mike was muscular before he went to Adi's final show, now the picture on the page shows a near immobile blob of fat, with chocolate smeared all around his mouth.

Charlie finishes his last slice of pizza as Adi turns the page. There is no picture on the next page there but there is a name name; the name is Charlie.