Chapter 5

At 54 years old, the man had no worries. He was wealthy beyond measure, due to his past career and the mind breaking amount of money he made selling Ellie’s story. Thousands of feeders, feedees, and any fat appreciators with money to spend made him richer than many.

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He enjoyed the last year with Ellie, doing everything he could to make sure she was comfortable and happy. Her health had deteriorated so much that every day she woke up was a blessing. He mainly spent them massaging her rolls, hand feeding her, and forcing her to feel so much pleasure she would black out. Her heart simply couldn’t pump enough blood fast enough keep her conscious. While she recovered, he would tend to his needs, sticking his cock in every space, roll, crevice and fold until he was spent.

Ellie got to a hair under 1500 pounds, making her the second fattest woman in recorded history. At 29 years old, she mothered no children, was never proposed to, didn’t have her father walk her down the aisle. No, at 29 years old, Ellie had a final, massive heart attack in the early morning. The man was there every second, knowing that he was finally out of his depth. He could not stop the avalanche that he created, her pleading eyes looking to him for comfort. He could only hold her hand as she struggled. 10 years of forced excess and gluttony, 10 years of grease, sugar, lard and fat, 10 years of head spinning sexual pleasure finally caught up to her.

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He wanted a new challenge now.

They were twins. Two girls, both juniors in college. Extremely spoiled and bratty, but physically different. One was obese, hovering around 300 pounds. The other, physically fit and a specimen. Both cut from the same cloth in every way but weight. What he was going to do was different, but in the end worth it.

He was going to have a lot of fun with them.

Yes, he was going to utterly ruin their bodies, but not in the way he’d normally go about it. He was going to see just how far the human body could take two extremes.