Fattened to punish

Chapter 3

Just then Jane waddled out on to the front porch, dressed only in a huge pair of panties, and a t-shirt riding up on her massive belly. “Hi Mom!’ giggled Jane. Sally was stunned her once slim daughter was now morbidly obese. Jane must have gained over a hundred pounds, she was so fat!

Grandma waddled out front now. Sally was furious, “Mom how could you do this to her, she is so fat, she can hardly walk! You promised me you would not fatten up the kids while they were here, what to call this?” Sally poked Jane massive belly.

“Sally, I am not sorry for doing this. Jane was so mean when she got here teasing me about how fat I am, that she needed to be taught a lesson, so I fattened her up to fit into my panties, which she thought were so funny, because they are so big!” Stated Grandma, standing her ground.

Sally asked, “Jane is that true did you tease and mimic Grandma?” “Yes, Mom I did, I am sorry for being so mean, I deserved all of this too!” Jane patted her huge belly, making it jiggle. “Jane, you are obese now, you can hardly walk you are so fat, how can you say you deserved to be fattened up like this!”

“Mom, I love Grandma. At first I was really mad at her for making me eat so much and getting stuffed. But soon I realized how mean I was to have made fun of her for being fat, I felt guilty and the only way I could feel better was to let her stuff me until I fit into her panties! It is almost like the saying, “Walk a mile in her shoes.”

Sally started to cry, then giggling, “Well it looks like you have grown up and out here this summer!” Grandma and Jane laughed too causing their round bodies to jiggle.

They went inside, Jane and Grandma lowered themselves onto the couch, which groaned under their weight. “So Jane, what are we going to do. It will take months, if not years for you to diet off all the weight you gained this summer. I am sure you would be miserable too dieting. But you are so fat, oh sorry, I don’t want to be mean. I can not imagine that you want to stay this large.”

“Yes Mom, I do, Grandma and I talked, I want to stay here and go to high school. I don’t want to lose any weight, I really, really, love being this fat! I love to eat, so dieting would be awful and no amount of teasing is ever going to convince me to change my new lifestyle!”

Sally loaded her obese daughter into her car and they drove to the local Wal-Mart to get Jane her own lingerie, stretch pants, t-shirts and even a couple of dresses too. On the drive back to Grandma’s house, Sally asked, “Jane, are you happy?” Jane giggled, her hand resting on her belly, which jiggled every time the car hit a bump, “Yes Mom I am very happy, thank you for sending me to Grandma’s. I really learned a lesson the hard way, but now I am so glad I did. I love being this fat, I love eating, I love the feeling of being totally stuffed!”

Sally helped Jane out of the car and up the steps into the house. Grandma was already getting a big meal together for herself and her protégé. Sally kissed her daughter and Mom goodbye, got Jack in the car and headed back to the city.

Jane enrolled in the local high school. It took a week for the kids to get used to the really fat new girl, but Jane’s new attitude toward others soon won over her fellow students. Grandma did manage to wean Jane off of so much food, though Jane did not want to lose any weight, at least she slowed the gaining.

Jane even started to date one of the lineman from the football team. He thought she was the prettiest girl in school, it helped that his mother weighed over three hundred pounds!

Jack and Sally both came for the next summer. Jane and Grandma gleefully stuffed them all summer long!
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Otherday99 3 weeks
I remember reading this on DA! Brings me memories smiley
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ThePatchwork... 3 weeks
I remember this story from YEARS ago
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