Chapter 3 - Jacks new piggy

Jack thought back to all the years Alfie was sat downstairs, living a completely sedentary childhood. Lazy, fat and completely obsessed with video games and snacks. All that money that was leaving jacks bank account as Alfie ordered another takeout. Jack didn’t mind at the time, it was good to keep Alfie distracted whilst he had fun with Dan upstairs, but he could see now that these years of worthless fattening that Alfie had gone through was perfect for Jacks new desires.

Alfie already had the mentality of a piggy, already lazy and fat, already a pushover who would do what he was told and kept happy simply by being kept full. There was one downside, he was his son, and he was actively planning to turn him into his new pig, his new sexual toy. Was this a downside though? Jack thought about it, and smiled as this added a new layer to his dark fantasy’s, he was feeding someone to his death, feeding someone much younger than him, and this person was his son. It was sick, and Jack smiled as it turned him on even more.

300 lbs was Alfie’s current weight, at only 18 years old. Jack had big goals for him, he imagined 500 lbs by age 20, and then easily breaking his current record of 31, which was the age Dans heart finally gave out. Maybe it would even happen as young as 25 for Alfie? Jack needed to stop dreaming, his son was downstairs in need of breakfast and his first gainer shakes of the day, and he was just upstairs day dreaming whilst he could be making these plans come true. Jack quickly dealt with his erection, through on some underwear and a T-shirt, and went into the kitchen downstairs.

Pancakes would do as a starter, Jack prepared 10 large stacked pancakes, each layer containing hot bacon dripping in fat and lathered with maple syrup. Jack decided to throw on some double cream, as extra calories, as well as some chocolate crumbled over the top. Diabetes on a plate. In the next room Alfie was already salivating, wondering what was taking his dad so long today, nine o’clock was a late breakfast, usually his feeding would start at eight or maybe even before that. Alfie was just in a pair of tight undies, the same ones he had on for a few days now, covered in stains. Alfie had no reason to get dressed, to clean. He never went outside anymore, everything he needed and wanted brought to him by his dad. He stunk of sweat, food, grease and cum but he had become immune to the smells. The only other person who came into contact with him was his dad, and he didn’t seem to mind either, in fact even if Alfie mentioned that he might take a shower he was often discouraged by his dad which was strange. Was this another of his Dads dark fetishes? For him to take on the full slobbish nature of a pig?

Interrupting this thought was the arrival finally of his first tray of food, Alfie sat up, or tried to sit up, as the tray was placed over his lap and his dad smiled at him. As his eyes went from his dads face to the food below he noticed his dad to was only in underwear from the waist down, which was unusual. He went to take the first bite, but then realised that there was no knife, fork or spoon to eat with. He asked his dad, who had sat down across the room, that he needed something to eat with. Jack shook his head however, and said he had no need for that anymore, and that he should use his hands. It was quicker and easier, apparently. For Jack though this was just another way to turn him on, watching his piggy eat with just his hands, inevitably getting messy. Alfie took the first bite of pancake, syrup and cream which predictably dripped down onto his belly as he quickly stuffed the food into his mouth.

The taste of the food quickly took over, and handful by handful the food quickly disappeared. He cleared the plate, then licked it clean, disappointed it was all gone he looked down and realised with delight a second snack had built up from all the syrup, cream and bits of pancake and chocolate that had dropped to his belly below. He used his hands to find every crumb of food dropped, and made sure every bit of syrup and cream had been wiped clean by his fingers that he then licked for every last calorie. During this frenzy of feeding, he hadn’t noticed his dad across the room, very obviously watching, and very obviously enjoying it. His dick, about eight or nine inches, was now fully erect and straining through his underwear. He made no attempt to conceal it, and as he got up to go and prepare the gainer shakes that would come next, Jack finally snapped out of it, and saw his dad leaving the room, and glimpsed down for a moment at the huge erection that he had caused.

For a moment he felt weird, looking down at himself, a mostly naked fat blob being made fatter, entirely obsessed with food, and for that entire time his dad was sitting, watching and getting off on this sight. He had known for a while that he was now the object of his dads sexual desires, with these constant feedings, being made to waddle to the scales as his weight was being logged and pictures taken from all angles with and without clothes. This was the first time he saw his Dad so obviously aroused however, without any attempt to conceal it, and Jack wondered what his Dad would do in future, would this be a sexual relationship? He was both horrified and slightly aroused by this. He knew he liked getting bigger, and he knew he loved this lifestyle, but to keep it would he have to do whatever he was told? The subservient pig in him loved this thought, and he was slowly accepting that this may soon be reality.

His Dad entered, with three large bottles of very thick looking mixture. He placed them down, then immediately strapped on the feeding device over Alfie’s mouth and told him to put his head back. To Alfie’s surprise Jack then got on top of him, sitting on his lap, as he grabbed and began to pour the first gainer shake. One hand was pouring the shake, and the other was caressing the folds below, Jack was feeling incredibly horny, this was the first time he had gotten so close and personal to his sons blubber as to be able to touch it. So soft, so jiggly. His dick was rock hard, and it was pressing against Alfie’s belly. The first shake was done, which allowed for a moment for Alfie to look up at his dad, he was alarmed, aroused, disgusted and horny all at the same time. These conflicting emotions Jack saw in his son turned him on more, as the second gainer shake began to pour in he looked down at the strained underwear bellow, and he could see that he wasn’t the only one who was rock hard.

The hand he was using to caress the blubber slowly moved down Alfie’s belly, feeling the bottom just above his underwear, the apron of belly that hanged down. Then, he couldn’t resist anymore, his hand slipped into Alfie’s underwear, first feeling the large fat pad, then his dick. Probably about five inches, it wouldn’t take much more for it to be completely concealed by fat. Jack began rubbing slowly up and down, jerking him off, watching the ecstasy in his sons eyes as he was being filled with fattening liquid and pleasured at the same time. He began rubbing harder, feeling as his dick began to pulsate and spill more and more precum. At the end of the second shake, Jack moved to remove Alfie’s underwear, which actually took some effort as they were so tight, he looked at his cock and couldn’t resist the urge to plunge his face into the gross fat pad sandwiched in by the blubbery thighs and hanging apron of Alfie’s belly. He began to suck, moving up and down, jerking his own dick at the same time. Eventually, Alfie’s dick began to pulsate and warm cum oozed into jacks mouth. He came up for air, smiling down at Alfie, as he swallowed. Alfie looked happy and satisfied, but the third gainer shake remained and it needed to be finished. As the liquid poured down into the funnel still attached to his face, Jacks own cock continued to pulsate in arousal, he jerked it ferociously, and as the last drops of gainer liquid went into the funnel he added a huge load of cum. Alfie tasted it, as the last drops of gainer shake came through warm.

Jack removed the funnel, and looked down at the quivering slob below, he smiled and told him he was his good piggy.

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