Chapter 7 - Demmi's Turn

Demmi was all too ready to give it her best shot. Without another word, she snapped her fingers and a funnel with a long tube appeared. With another snap a bottomless milkshake. Finally she walked over to you and forced your mouth open with one hand as she forces the tube down your throat with the other.
Without any warning ahe stepped back and started pouring the milkshake into the funnel. At first slowly, allowing you to get used to the feeling. After a bout two minutes she tipped the gass all the way and let it flow freely.
You can feel the milkshake taking effect right away. You feel your arms and legs start to grow heavier and larger. Feel them cake on layer after layer of fatty flesh. You turn your head and see your arms expanding before your very eyes.
Demmi was laughing the entire time, only stopping momentarily to taunt and tease you.

"Thats right! Eat your fat hog!" Shed cackle. "Eat like the weak, useless lard ball you are! Give into the sin of gluttony!"

She used her magic to keep the milkshake going as she crawled on top of your gargantuan belly. She grabbed on of your moobs and moved it so she could suck on your nipple. You moan loudly in pleasure and lust. She kept going, making sure every second of her time with you was full pain. She switched moobs after thirty seconds of sucking.
It made you want to swallow more and more of the milkshake in hopes that itd please her enough to make her stop bitingamd start kissing. Yet the sucking amd teasing and insults never stopped. By the time her turn was up, you felt sleepy and full.
You took a final look at your body. It was twice the size you were five minutes ago. Your heart sank. You were leagues past the point of no return. You tried to move any part of your body besides your head and mouth, but failed miserably. You were pinned to the couch by your own fat body. Trapped in your new flesh prison for the rest of your fat life.
You silently mourn your lost muscles and contemplate how youre going to live now that you were an immobile blob of a man. The women on the other hand didnt pay any attention to you yet. They were too busy staring at the scale. Demmi with a sense of smug pride about her, and Angie with an angry pout amd a sour aura.