Chapter 6

I kissed her fat and juicy lips and said, “ well there is only one thing for it then!”. She looked at me as her tears dried and I climbed down from her chest and grabbed the controller for the bed and hoist system. I begun slinging her up as she cried, “Right now Chris!? *Puff Puff Puff* Are you going to take your fat whale *huff and puff* of a wife right now?!”. I responded with “ Oh sweetheart, you would be insulting whales if you were comparing them to your size by the time we’re done!”. She began to shudder and I could see her eyes begin to roll back. I knew her fat cunt would be squirting within the first 30 seconds of being inside her. “I’m going to make you cum over and over again, them I’m going to fill you up. “ I say as I finally get her body off of the bed.

I lift her up and have her legs, stomach and breast all slung aside so I can see, smell and taste her now very hairy woman hood. “This won’t do gorgeous, I’m going to have to shave this before we take this trip together. I want you to remember feeling pretty and dolled up when we conceived our first TWELVE CHILDREN!”, I say as a go and get the EXTENSIVE shaving kit designed just for Jayne, rather than letting the bed do it as usual. “ Chris, *huff* it’s ok. *puff* I highly doubt you’re judging me for it *pant* and when I get to 2000kgs, *snort* I highly doubt you’re going to be shaving *wheeze* it anymore anyway… Right? *silence, strained breathing* So you may as well leave my fat hairy pussy *Huff and slight fart* and just take me!” Jayne exclaims. I spin her around until her soft round face is at eye level and tell her, “ I will ALWAYS be able to shave this fat pussy of yours. If that’s your view, we wouldn’t be having sex either. I didn’t marry you to fatten you up and have you fucked by a robot for the rest of our lives. Daddy needs to feel the soft velvety walls of your womanhood to stay a happy man!”. Jaynes shudders again as I kiss her, her arms brings her fattened fingers to my face temporarily as she says “ So you would still be keen *huff* on fucking me at and over 2000kgs?*puff*… I’ve accepted the fact *pant* that I may very well be *Huff* too big for you and I’m ok *puff* with that. I can still satisfy *pant* you in other ways. You could *burp and long hard inhale* fuck my mouth and I wouldn’t be able to stop you *Huff* if I tried! Haha. *BIG Pant* But do you think you’ll really *huff* want to go to all that effort to be *puff* inside of my pussy? I obviously *pant* want to pregnant again after *Long fart and inhale* this and it hasn’t even happened yet. *huff* But I just assumed being so creative, *puff* you’d figure out some way to pump *huff* your seed into me. ”. I’m shocked, she seriously has though of all of this. Right down to the last bits, I grab her fat face with both hands and violently pull her in for a kiss before pulling away, “You’ll never, EVER, be able to hide that pussy from Daddy. I will literally shift 2 tons of your fat body out of the way to get to it, more even if I have to. But just to see you satisfied, I will impregnate you next time with a tube. Just so you know how it feels to be impregnated like the fat, blubbery slob that you are. I’ll fill it with my own seed right in front of your face and then make you watch on camera while I pump it into your wet and waiting pussy Jayne. Now get ready for me spread those HUGE legs that we’ve been making fatter for so long now and let me shave your pussy!”.

I clip on her earpiece and mic before standing back from her face. I take my body cam with me, turning on the projection screen on my way past. Her fat legs are hanging, dripping with thigh fat. She sees her cankles and her toes, I see her face change on my screen. “Fuck. *puff* I have gotten so fat” she says softly. The camera getting closer to her pussy, with hair that is near two inches in length. It’s musty and wet. Dripping thick drops, wet. Jayne sees this and still gets a little bit embarrassed, shuddering her thighs together. “Oh my god…. *puff* Fuck… my eating is *huff* really paying off!” she says as I get close to her womanhood. I touch her and she quivers. “Let me *huff* try something *intense straining*” she lets out as she begins to gyrate her hips on the hoist. All of the attachments are clanging above her while she moves. I know that can take it so I stay where I am, keeping the camera still for her. I look at her chubby face, her expression has changed. She’s about to cum as she watches the screen of her pussy, flopping up and down. It hangs a good 5 to 6 inches from her body when it’s not constricted by her massive thighs and weighs a lot. I can’t help but reach and grab it’s bulk, shaking it vigorously in the process. Instantly, she moans and begins her squirting routine. She screams, moans, puffs and pants while litre upon litre of Jayne’s pussy juice comes flowing out of this thick, fat, heavy thing she calls her vagina. I lift it again once she has finished and lube my hand up with her juices. Then with no mercy, I fist her. Jayne immediately yelps and flinches. Before exclaiming, “HEY!!! *huff* WHAT!!!??? *puff* I thought you were *pant* going to fuck me!?!?”. I maintain my fisting of her saggy pussy and tell her, “ I have still got to shave this pussy yet, I told you I want you to feel pretty! So shut the fuck up, and cum for your Daddy. You fat, baby factory whore. I’m going to wash this hanging pussy of yours down, shave it and then get you pregnant like you so badly fucking want!”. Jayne’s eyes roll back into her head while she cumms again, and again, and again before I look down and see she is in tears. I set about cleaning her up and ask, “what’s wrong Jayne?”. “I’m so fucking happy *pant* for us and what’s about to *huff* happen to me. Ugh! *puff*I can’t wait to be your truly *huff* immobile wife!” Jayne says while I begin shaving her fupa and pussy lips. She hardly even reacts anymore to me doing this. An hour and a half goes by before I am finished and Jayne has long since drifted off. I lower her back down and wake her up. She immediately becomes wet again. I show her, her own pussy. Clean shaven and ready to be stretched to it’s limits in the coming year. I gently lift and let go of her fupa fat, she coos and moans, looking shocked at how disgustingly fat her pussy is to the ordinary person. I lower her down again and straddle the underside of her gut, calling in a nurse to Jayne’s fupa out of the way so my 10 inches of rock hard meat can impregnate my wife. I slide my cock in and the screen I have on Jayne’s face shows me that again, my wife is about to cum. I thrust my cock into her for not even a minute and she came. Another minute, another orgasm. After 5 minutes of this she begged me to fill her up. And I did. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I fed it to her, rope after rope of my seed. Jayne passed out almost immediately, concerningly. We lowered her down fast and ALL of the nurses were called to help her. We couldn’t get her to wake up, but the EKG signs showed that she was ok. She was under heavy monitoring for the next 12 hours.

Her feeing machine was cranked up to 40% from 20% by yours truly to when she passed out because deep down, I knew what was happening. Her body was taking that seed and dividing it all up inside of her, and that was taking all of her energy. I started having the team add energy enhancers into Jayne’s tube to keep her awake for longer periods of time so I could spend some time with her, and I had doubled that again tonight. Come morning, my old wife was as good as gone… and instead, she was replaced by my new wife. The Jayne I didn’t know even existed! I was so tired after last night’s affairs that I didn’t hear what was happening overnight. Jayne had the tube removed from her nose for food and instead had a MASSIVE tube made for her mouth that she was now sucking on, HARD. I mean fucking hard, I looked over and seen the machine dial was now at 70% and there were two of the chefs literally slicing food into it. There was entire cooked cow getting slid into this thing, and intern, into my wife! She looked so serious, focused on sucking the tube like it owed her money! I suppose it was going to make her a lot. The team of nurses saw that I was awake and immediately moved into massage lotion into her stretched skin, they were itching it too. As was Jayne. Standing back and rubbing my eyes, I could see why. She had already started to get bigger. At least 2.5kgs per day were going to be added to her already colossal frame.

A new oxygen hose was in her nose now, and she wasn’t huffing or puffing any where near as much. It was almost like I had the first Jayne back. She could hold sentences way better now. I don’t know why we didn’t put that in earlier. I know I definitely liked her laboured breathing though. She was determined and focused on getting bigger, like a crazed feedee. The first four weeks past and to no surprise, the head doctor and I were underneath her with added help of a gynaecologist experienced in helping overweight women have children. He obviously new of Jayne before meeting her and he also was the one to conduct an internal on my wife to find she is pregnant. Although, we couldn’t be sure yet as to how many were in there and it would be some time before a scanner would be able to pick up on them due to Jayne’s size. But something was up with Jayne, she would recently say things like, “my ovaries are sore.” or “my uterus feels heavy”

Another month went by and we found out why. Jayne and I were expecting not 12, but 18 babies. We both looked puzzled at each other while the tests were being conducted. It was the first time I saw her request the tube out from her mouth. “how could this be baby? *huff* Did you change it after I wrote down what I wanted??? *puff*” Jayne asked me. “No sweetheart! I thought 12 was almost too much for you and your first time! I’ll go and check the phone!”. I went to the safe and found the door open with the word document still open saying ‘modified today at 9:17am’, it was 10:05…

We had a breach in security, and Jayne was about to pay for it.
I explained to Jayne what happened once we had a moment to ourselves and she immediately started crying, “I was trying to impress you and *huff* push myself with 12, but 18! *puff* I’m so worried I won’t be able to do it Chris! *pant*” Jayne says. “There is another thing too sweetheart, your weight expectation has been increased from 2000kgs to 3000kgs… You’re about to start putting on over 6kgs a day…”, Jayne burst into tears again, knowing this was a massive difference from what she had planned and could very well mean the end for her dick-in-pussy days, or at least she thought. We wheeled her back into our room and she demanded to be fed at 100% of the feeding machines capacity. She also demanded that we order two more chefs for each crew and more nurses to help with her expanding size. Angela was pulled in for interrogation as she was the only one with the code that had stupidly not been changed since the breach. She admitted to changing the document and claimed it’s what she thought Jayne would have wanted. Subsequently, she was fired at the instruction of Jayne.

Jayne fucking blew up. Like a human water balloon, covered in angry red stretch marks. Her pussy stunk like a pungent cheese all the time, even the under bed waste management system couldn’t keep her clean enough, so it was upgraded. I reassured Jayne by telling her I would still *** sweet, fat pussy at 3000kgs and would do everything in my power to make sure she is happy. She ate and ate and ate. Shitting big, fat, stinky, logs like trees and pushing them out with anger. She lost ALL MOBILITY of her fingers and her arms by the start of the second trimester and didn’t give a fuck. She kept eating. The dick robot was on all the time and I filled her crevices and mouth with seed often, and her pussy when we could.

Multiple sex gatherings would occur and Jayne fucking loved it, cumming multiple times as usual. Selling her time as ‘The World’s Fattest Woman, Now Pregnant’ saw Jayne’s income increase nearly ten fold. What serious feeder wouldn’t want to straddle and satisfy the world’s fattest baby factory? The fact she was alive and willing was something unseen before and never made sense to any of her admirers. They were intrigued. Wanting to know how I had done it? How she was still alive and ‘vitally healthy’, how we could conceive. The answers came with us shining little light on the truth. The fact this 1897kg, pregnant, panting, sweating, nymphomaniac was still very much alive, pregnant and open to a good time was more than enough for Jayne to maintain goddess status. Now we welcomed the opportunity for men to pointlessly plant their seed between her massive, thick, pink pussy lips. Jayne would feel them fill her pussy with long hard ropes of cum and put on a show for them. Jittering and shaking to initiate an orgasm, covering her admirers in her pussy juice while snorting and moaning. $1,000,000 to fill my pregnant and beyond morbidly obese wife with your seed sold like nothing we had ever seen before.