Chapter 14

Courtney immediately noticed a couple differences when she entered the apartment. In the 7 odd hours she was gone Eli had rearranged things. Her large wooden chair was gone, the table was not set up to be eaten at, it was now being used as cooking space. There was a large amount of food in the kitchen, not necessarily more than normal but there was something different. More raw materials less specific items. Panning over to her favorite after dinner spot she looked at the couch. The sofa had been slid back a foot and was against the wall. On the TV footage of pigs at a massive farm being fed. Their round noses pressed into slop. The smell of bacon Mac and cheese began to demand her attention. Central to the living room there was a new soft floor covering, almost like a crash pad-style mat at a karate school. Sitting on it was a large almost bucket shaped Tupperware container full of what looked to be, delicious smelling Mac and cheese. Her lips salivated, the sounds from the tv permeated her perspective. Squealing and oinking aloud as she stared at the pile of calorie dense pasta.

Eli took her collar off. The black strip of fabric had been draped around her neck for weeks. He gently rubbed the side of her face with his palm. She felt safe, secure and above all else happy. She started to smile as he started securing the pink leather replacement. A metal nameplate hung out “pig” imprinted on the material. A detachable leash stemmed from the back of her neck.

“Over here piggy” she thought about the last time she was called Courtney, at least by Eli. It’d been a while.

A scale had been set up in the hallway just next to the couch before the bedrooms. Tugging her along Eli slowly walked Courtney to the scale.

Courtney stepped onto the large digital scale.

280 lbs the largest number she’d ever seen stared at her.

Her stomach roared. This made no sense, she’d been grazing all day. How was she hungry for a meal. She glanced at the TV. As she stepped towards the Mac she noticed an opaque green tube hanging from the ceiling.

“Suck it”

She obeyed. A thick stream of Smokey, fruity vaporized cannabis singed her lungs. Like a fat bong rip or reef on a pen, she felt immediately high She took another pull, then another before coughing and looking back down at her meal. Beside the plastic bucket-like container she noticed two shot glasses full of mysterious liquids.

She bent herself down and fumbled onto the floor. This familiar position reminded her of eating that cake. The only time she’d eaten from the floor until now.

“Drink up”

Both shots were awful. Fire ran down her throat, yet when the heat spread to her organs she was hit by a smile.

“Oink for me pig”

“Oink oink” Courtney said aloud quietly.

“I mean snort”

Then she did it. Pulling air in through her nose the way a kid might mimic a pig.

“Oink oink” Courtney was immersed. She shoved her head down only for Eli to pull her neck.

She looked up at her boyfriend.

“Oinking from now on here.” He said

A quiet oink was all she could muster. Her entire being ached for sexual satisfaction and the Mac and cheese. Crossed, horny and hungry. She started oinking louder looking directly at her man.

“Go ahead” he said.

Courtney plunged her hands into the warm gooey pasta. Bringing a mouthful of cheesy pasta with crispy bacon to her mouth she let out a moan. Double fisting handfuls of pasta grease was getting everywhere. Her shirt was being absolutely covered her belly quickly started kicking the shirt up. Eli stepped up behind his pig and just poked the strained yoga pants with a knife. They immediately tore in several locations tension released and Courtney’s ass was exposed.

“You can also squeal” he said as he positioned her butt up so he could penetrate her doggy style. She let out a remarkably natural sounding squeal of joy as he entered her sex. The Mac and cheese slowly found its way into her, or at least onto her. She climaxed again and again as Eli worked her gigantic ass.

When the deed was done Courtney was just about ready to fall asleep right there. She was exhausted and just so, so full. She looked up at the pigs on the screen. Almost flopping on her side like one of the pigs Eli pulled her collar a bit. He handed her the weed-mixture tube. She diligently took a hit. After a bit of coughing she felt the THC take effect. Now to bed piggy.

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“Alcohol is an incredibly dangerous drug. Addictive, damaging, empty, and fattening! Alcohol is purely bad news for us.”

Courtney took a sip of her rum and coke. The sippy cup was probably discreet enough she wouldn’t be spotted. She munched on some chips. She noticed glances, she loved glances. People being disgusted by her eating. She loved it. Drunk at 3pm on the Thursday a week before thanksgiving. Courtney bit into her Bigmac. And stifled a burp, louder than usual a hint of red filled her cheeks. The temptation to touch herself arose as usual, maybe after class she’d run to the bathroom for a quick rub.

“Courtney Stearner may I see you after class” She heard that. The professor looked a little aggravated and Courtney grew immensely embarrassed. She wondered if she was in trouble.

The lecture hall cleared out Courtney remained alone in the vast hall. The big girl looked at the now properly angry teacher.

“How can you come to class drunk AND KEEP DRINKING!”

Courtney cringed reaching for her bag she needed to leave.

“I’ll write you up missy”

“I’m sorry I was just…”

“Leave and Don’t come back, you couldn’t salvage your grade anyway”

Courtney had been excused. This wasn’t the only class she was in trouble in. She was on the fast track to failing all of her classes, except of course, the psychology of food.

She darted to the bathroom. Touching herself in the stall she tried to be quiet. She probably succeeded well enough. She wasn’t the only person in there but nobody would notice right?

After relieving the pressure she slumped on the toilet. Time to get home, Eli would have dinner.

Walking through the door in the living room Eli had set a rum and coke out for her. An entire bottle of rum and two two liters of coke. All in a huge pitcher. Sitting aside it, a large meal. Courtney knew what to do. As if automatic she plopped down on the mat and got to work.

She took a chug of the large alcoholic beverage. It stung but the back of her mouth, but it was oh so sweet. She gulped it down. Halfway through she sat back. A loud burp escaped her mouth. Her loins lit up, excited. She kept drinking. Eli brought some food to her mouth, a sausage. She bit in as she finished the alcoholic beverage. She rubbed her belly as Eli brought her more food. She didn’t think about what time it was and she didn’t care. All she wanted was to fill her stomach.

“It’s almost thanksgiving” Eli said to his girlfriend.

She was munching down on some KFC. Gravy running down her cheeks.

“You need to show your family what you’re up to”

Courtney was distressed at this thought. Her family hadn’t seen her since winter break last year she was much thinner then. She let out an oink.

“You’ll also have to tell them about staying for the winter and next semester. “

Courtney had hardly thought about next semester, or even that she’d volunteered to stay the winter. This was stressful. She increased her pace. Shoving food into her maw.

‘You’re failing this semester’
‘Eating and fucking are all you do’
‘This is what I’m good at’

Her thoughts raced as blood rushed south.