The Curse

Chapter 1

“Enjoying your last week of abs babe?” Zoe asked as you sat on the couch. “I know you’re bluffing” you said with a smirk. Though you knew it was no bluff. Zoe and you had been together for a while now. She was your feedee and you her feeder. She was also a witch. You had been shocked to find out but it had made your life so much better. Her spells took time and great effort but she had been able to manipulate things so that you and her never had to work, yet all your work got done. The two of you could just live in relaxing blissful existence, so long as you didn’t call too much attention to yourselves. There was one more thing though, you never had to worry about food either…….

You had known full well that Zoe loved fatter men and you had been tempted more than a time or two to dip your toe in the feedee pool. But it was scary! for so long you had lived with the expectations of being an athlete who must stay in shape. Your playing days were long behind you though, and Zoe reminded you constantly. Especially since things had been…slipping….years ago you were trim and fit with abs to boot. But now….not so much. A small paunch jiggled at your waist, you noticed it if you ever had to jump or run which you weren’t doing much of these days. Zoe would give you small little prods and watch the small excess at your waist jiggle, and she’d tease and tease and tease. Sometimes you wondered if you had done this intentionally, letting your thin fame become, ever so slightly, softened. Zoe had been encouraging any laziness she could and always offering extra portions of foods. She was really making things tough…..

Finally one night Zoe had had enough and came up with a plan. She would cast a spell. You would get to enjoy “one last hurrah at your absolute fittest” but then when the clock hit midnight in two weeks “your true self would be unshackled and would take over”. You had happily accepted, because your true self had abs….or did they? you weren’t so sure as you pinched the jiggly roll at your waist….

You went to bed in tight clothes. Zoe had poured the spell into a lava cake and you had greedily devoured it. So delicious. Positively hypnotizing. You woke up the next day in clothes that didn’t fit. Your abs back, you had felt light and empty. “Aren’t you going to the gym?” Zoe had asked as she walked into the living room. “No..?…why?” you said as you ate leftover pizza on the couch. “Oh, no reason babe. Looks like the spell worked! enjoy….for now…”. And so you had, eating without any guilt or any regret. You ate and ate and ate. You even let Zoe stuff you. Each day though the abs were just as chiseled as before.

It was the last night. Zoe, laying next to you in bed, said “good night babe, can’t wait for tomorrow!” - your heart had fluttered at this, though you didn’t know why. The next morning your abs were there, same as they had been. Zoe wasn’t next to you though, which was odd. You were the morning person. You got out of bed to the smell of pancakes and maple syrup. It was intoxicating. “Breakfast before the gym?” Zoe said with a grin “Yes please! but I think I’ll take today off….again…” - “of course you will”. You ate a full stack of delicious goodness.

You sat at the couch relaxing, enjoying the warm sunlight. You started to notice though a slight pressure at your waist. You felt weak, as if your abs were struggling to hold you in. You tried sucking in your stomach to hold it in place but it kept getting harder and harder. You felt warm, and warmer. Your waistband felt snugger and snugger and it became too much to struggle to hold. You broke. So did your button to your pajamas. And with a sudden surge of relief your stomach burst from your lap. Only rock hard muscle had been replaced with soft jiggling fat. You looked down “Oooh, that was more than what I was expecting!” Zoe squealed with glee. “Did the pancakes do this?” - “Nope, 2 weeks of eating like an absolute piggy did this. I told you, your true self would be revealed and you chose gluttony - as I knew you would!”. You looked down, the small excess had come back and then some. Zoe grabbed a large handful of fat and jiggled it “You really pigged out these past couple weeks” She said with a grin “No sign of muscle anywhere and….oooh your starting to get moobs too!” - “I can still lose it though if I wanted to right?” which Zoe looked up with a smirk “Do you really want to go exercise and lose it? or do you want some of this coffee cake?” - without even thinking about it you immediately smelled the cake and replied “I want the cake” and knew it to be true - “I know you do piggy, you can no longer deny your true self” and she gave your new belly a prod and got up. “Wait!” you said, “I want the whole thing”, Zoe grinned at this “How bout two?”

Your true self. It was freeing. Time had seemingly been put on standstill. There was Zoe and endless food. You ate and then you ate some more. Paunch turned to spare tire and as the spare tire became a belly you noticed all the other features of your body begin to expand. There was your sausage fingers, your jiggly man tits, your double chin, and you now sported a round fattened ass. “I think you might weight more than me now” Zoe said giving your belly a smack and watching the ripple of an ocean of fat jiggle across your torso. “All in an afternoons work” - “An afternoon?!?!”

Thanks for reading! This shorter scifi-ish story...let me know what you think!