Chapter 1

Maggie and Megan were sisters, once inseparable, but now divided by a dark and sinister secret. Megan, the elder sister, harbored a deep-seated jealousy towards Maggie, envying her natural charm and effortless grace. Beneath the facade of sisterly affection, Megan nursed her envy like a festering wound, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Megan was a tall girl, with green eyes and blonde hair. She was beautiful, stunning even, but she paled in comparison to her sister Maggie. Maggie was shorter, but was drop dead gorgeous. She would dye her hair black, and had those same green eyes. Where her sister was taller, Maggie had nicer curves. Any weight seemed to go exactly where she'd want it to. She had an unmatched charisma that would often lead to guys who Megan had spoken to, leaving her for her prettier, more outgoing sister, and this created a rift between the two that would never fade.

Their relationship had always been complex, a delicate balance of love and rivalry. Growing up, they had been each other's closest confidants, sharing secrets and dreams in the dimly lit corners of their childhood home. But as they entered adolescence, the seeds of discord began to take root, fueled by the competitive spirit that burned within both sisters.

It all began innocently enough, with Megan stumbling upon a secret that had the power to destroy Maggie's reputation and shatter her world into a million pieces. A fleeting moment captured on camera, a whispered conversation overheard in the shadows—it was all it took for Megan to wield her newfound leverage like a weapon against her unsuspecting sister.

It was a compromising situation captured in a photograph—a moment of vulnerability that Maggie had believed was kept hidden from the world. The photograph depicted Maggie engaging in behavior that could be easily misconstrued and used against her, tarnishing her image and jeopardizing her relationships, both personal and professional. She had hooked up with her teacher in college for a boost to her grades, and now Megan threatened to ruin both Maggies, and her teachers careers in one fell swoop

With the damning evidence in her possession, Megan saw an opportunity to exert control over her sister, to make her suffer as a way to humble her prettier sister. And so, with a calculated smile and a heart filled with malice, she approached Maggie with a proposition that would change the course of their lives forever.
Under the threat of exposure, Maggie was powerless to resist Megan's demands. And so, with a heavy heart and a sense of dread gnawing at her insides, she reluctantly agreed to Megan's twisted scheme. Little did she know the true extent of the horrors that lay ahead.
At first, the demands were subtle—a midnight snack here, an extra portion at dinner there. But as the weeks turned into months, Megan's grip tightened, her demands becoming increasingly cruel and relentless. Forced to consume fatty foods at every turn, Maggie's once-slender frame began to swell with excess fat, her body betraying her with each passing day.

One night, as the moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the quiet suburban neighborhood, Megan led Maggie into the dimly lit kitchen, her steps heavy with anticipation. Maggie followed reluctantly, her heart pounding in her chest as she braced herself for another night of torment at her sister's hands.
The kitchen was bathed in shadows, the only source of light emanating from the soft glow of the overhead fixture. Megan stood at the center of the room, a devious smile playing at the corners of her lips as she surveyed her captive audience. She reached into the pantry, retrieving bags of chips, cookies, and other high-calorie treats, laying them out on the countertop like an offering to some twisted deity.
With a flick of her wrist, Megan motioned for Maggie to take a seat at the table, her eyes gleaming with malicious intent. Maggie complied, sinking into the wooden chair with a heavy sigh, her stomach churning with a mixture of dread and resignation.
Without a word, Megan began to assemble a feast fit for a gluttonous king, piling plate after plate with greasy burgers, deep-fried chicken wings, and mountains of butter-soaked pasta. The aroma of fried food filled the air, tantalizing Maggie's senses and stirring a primal hunger deep within her.
Megan's hands moved with practiced precision as she selected each item with care, her eyes alight with sadistic pleasure as she watched Maggie's resolve crumble before her very eyes. With each morsel that passed her lips, Maggie felt a wave of guilt wash over her, knowing that she was surrendering to her sister's cruel whims once again, yet she had no choice.
Trying to resist, Maggie found herself powerless against the onslaught of temptation, her willpower no match for Megan's relentless onslaught. With each bite, she could feel her stomach expanding, stretching to accommodate the copious amounts of food that Megan forced upon her.
Hours passed in a blur of indulgence and excess, the clock ticking away the moments as Maggie's body swelled with the weight of her sins. Her once-flat stomach now bulged obscenely beneath the fabric of her shirt, straining against the seams as if begging for mercy from the relentless assault.
But Megan showed no signs of mercy, her eyes alight with sadistic pleasure as she watched her sister's transformation unfold before her very eyes. She reveled in Maggie's humiliation, taking pleasure in the knowledge that she held the power to reduce her once-proud sister to a mere shell of her former self.
And as the night wore on, Megan's laughter echoed through the empty halls of their childhood home, a chilling reminder of the darkness that lurked within the heart of a sister scorned. For Maggie, it was a night of torment—a night that would haunt her dreams for years to come, a reminder of the depths to which her sister would sink in her quest for control.


The weight gain was gradual at first, barely noticeable beneath the layers of clothing that Maggie wore like armor against the world. But as the numbers on the scale climbed higher and higher, Maggie felt the walls closing in around her, suffocating her with their embrace.
Maggie's once-flat stomach now bulged over the waistband of her jeans, soft rolls of fat cascading over the fabric like dough overflowing from a mold. Her hips widened, straining against the seams of her skirts and dresses, as if pleading for mercy from the relentless onslaught of calories.
Her thighs, once sleek and toned, now jiggled with every step, rubbing together uncomfortably as she moved. And her arms, once slender and delicate, now wobbled with excess flesh, their former definition lost beneath layers of flabby skin.
And through it all, Megan looked on with undisguised glee, reveling in her sister's suffering like a puppeteer pulling the strings of her unwitting victim. She took pleasure in Maggie's humiliation, relishing the power that she held over her sister's fate.
But amidst the darkness, a flicker of defiance burned within Maggie's heart. With each passing day, she resolved to fight back against Megan's tyranny, determined to reclaim control of her own body and destiny. And as the months passed, Maggie's resolve grew stronger, fueled by the burning desire to break free from her sister's cruel grasp once and for all.

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