Chapter 2 - Alfie

Stood at the door Jack couldn’t stop staring at his son. He was a true slob, a true pig. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t noticed him before, so distracted with Dan. Since Dans death Jack couldn’t resist focussing on Alfie, preparing him snacks, bringing him shakes laced with weight gain powder, making bigger and bigger meals. He had climbed to a good 300 lbs already, and that was with Jack trying to resist the urge to turn his son into his new piggy.

The urge was strong however, looking at him layed back resting his games controller on his belly surrounded by snacks Jack felt something down bellow. Alfie only had underwear on, that probably fit him 75 lbs ago but looked a lot more stretched now. His belly spilled out and covered most of his underwear, and his fat was so smooth. One thing he missed from when Dan got bigger and older was the smooth blubbery fat he could play with when he first met him. Jack was hard now and rushed back to the kitchen to prepare some proper food.

Alfie finished his game, getting all those kills was hard work, he looked around for more snacks and notice a few chocolate bars from that pack of ten his dad had bought him were left. They were partially squished underneath one of his thighs, which made them nice and melted. They were delicious, but he was still hungry, and he could start to smell the glorious smell of cooking coming from the kitchen. He had noticed his life got considerably easier since the death of his step dad, before his dads were distracted upstairs and all the food was going to Dan. There were still plenty of snacks for Alfie but when it came to proper meals he almost always ended up getting takeout. Now however he doesn’t even have to move a muscle, the snacks, drinks and meals come all day long without him even having to ask.

Alfie knew what was happening, he was being used by his dad to fill the gap left by Dan, and he was worried about the future. He loved being lazy, he loved the food and the video games, he had just finished school and had no plans to go to college so he didn’t need to go anywhere else. However, did he want to become like Dan? Immobile and dead before he was 35? And what would happen with his relationship with his Dad? He knew his dad was attracted to fat and obesity, and he grimaced at the thought of being used as his new object for his darkest sexual desires.

At this moment Jack came in carrying a tray, and immediately Alfie became distracted from his thoughts at the smell and sight of all the amazing greasy foods. He had prepared multiple stacked beef burgers dripping with cheese and bacon, fries topped with mountains of cheese, two giant pizzas swimming in grease and all kinds of meaty toppings. Then on the side two milk shakes, put into large bottles.

Jack grinned at the excitement in his sons eyes, as his greasy fat fingers reached out for the first burger. Jack sat back, desperately wanting to get involved, to feed him himself, to touch his tits and rolls that were already being made greasy by the meat and cheese dripping down. He imagined Alfie upstairs, sat on the same reinforced hospital bed Dan once used. Then his mind journeyed even darker, Dan died at 31, how much would Alfie be able to take with the same brutal feeding regime? Alfie already had a childhood of obesity behind him, and being launched into full on morbid obesity and immobility right as he became an adult? It wouldn’t take long for his heart to give up. Jack gave a disturbing smile as this thought turned him on and he gently rubbed his cock through his jeans as his son began his third burger and finished the first pizza.

Jack then noticed something else, below the tray carrying all the food he could see the tight boxers holding back the flab. Without question Alfie was enjoying this, his dick was fully erect, his boxers wet. Alfie hadn’t noticed how turned on he was, to distracted by the food in front of him, but he had the undeniable urge not only to fill himself to the max, but to finish everything that was in front of him, and to impress his dad with his greed and size. Maybe this was his future after all.

As the last bite went down, Alfie looked up and suddenly realised his dad was now standing above him with a proud smile on his face. The two shakes that were left needed to be drunk, and Jack offered his son some help with a funnel that could be strapped to his head. Alfie obliged, and Jack began to pour the thick liquid down into the funnel. Thinking about all the calories, fat and sugar that was pouring into his sons body. He knew there and then that his son didn’t stand a chance. The mixture overflowed a little, dripping onto the expanding and stretched belly below, when Alfie was finished Jack made sure to get the last drops with his finger, licked clean by Alfie.

As he moved the tray away they both looked down at Alfie’s cock very visibly strained against his underwear soaked in precum. Alfie became quickly embarrassed perhaps realising for the first time just how much he was turned on. He tried to use his belly to hide his arousal. Jack pretended not to notice, and left the room. He went upstairs to the bathroom, stripped naked and let his dick free. It didn’t take him long to rub one out, no longer caring that it was his son that was making him feel this way. He could also hear downstairs, the slow thuds of Alfie hauling himself to the bathroom downstairs. Jack crept down and listened in, unmistakably he could hear grunting, and some moans, as Alfie finally relieved himself. Jack wondered what would happen when Alfie inevitably loses the ability to pleasure himself, it wouldn’t take much for him to give his son a hand.

Moving back into the kitchen he began to prepare desert, and he could hear Alfie move back to his spot as the gaming console went back on. He chucked him in some snacks to keep him full and Jack smiled knowing he had found a new piggy.