Chapter 1 - Full Story - Oneshot

Haley woke up to a pounding headache and a lot of questions. Last thing she remembered she was at a club with her friends before randomly losing consciousness. Haley attempted to rub the sleep from her eyes only to find that she couldn't - her hands were bound! In fact, her ankles were too! She examined her surroundings nervously. She was tied to a metal chair with a strong overhead light lighting up her body. She pulled on her restraints nervously.

"Hello?" She called, her voice echoing off the metallic walls of the warehouse she was in.

"Ah, good, you're finally awake!" A man's voice said, startling her slightly.

A well dressed man approached from behind her and stood before her. He looked her up and down in a way that left Haley feeling quite uncomfortable.

"Miss Astor. I'm afraid we're meeting on less than ideal terms. We have kidnapped you and intend to hold you for ransom. But worry not, daddy's wealth will set you free supposing he pays." He reassured. This did little to soften the words he'd just said.

"Me? What the fuck do you want with me?" She spat, hoping her defiance would serve her well.

"Oh, dearie, we haven't even gotten to the best part yet. I don't intend to hurt you... well not really anyway, but you're about to go through some changes you may not enjoy." The man said, a small smile creeping across his face.

The last few words sent Haley into a panic. What did he have in store for her? Was he going to shave her? Mutilate her? Violate her? She pulled on her restraints again before letting out a shrill scream. More people entered the room, each with their eyes trained on the tied up woman. They were all in on this and were going to do anything to get their money.

"Let's get this all set up before I lay some ground rules for you, shall we?" He offered.

Before Haley could ask what he had in mind for her, a mask descended from the ceiling toward her face. Her eyes widened as it approached her mouth. The mask attached itself to her mouth with a soft hiss. She screamed against the mask, fogging it up slightly. The group began to set up a camera in front of her on a tripod, pointed directly toward Haley.

"Silence! Now here are some fun rules for you. We are going to make you fat beyond your wildest nightmares. We are going to livestream it so precious daddy can witness his daughter's ruination. If you attempt to run, we will turn the speed up, which may or may not lead to your demise. If dear old dad gets the police involved, we will max it out and fill you until you pop. If dad does not pay 20 million dollars in 24 hours we will pop you. Nod if you understand." He boomed, his face exuding apathy.

Haley nodded. She had never been more terrified. She wasn't sure what he meant by all of this, but she knew it wasn't anything good. And the looming threat of being popped struck terror into her. Her affirmation seemed to satisfy the man who smiled at her deviously. He took a step back towards a control panel Haley had previously not noticed. He pressed a few buttons on it. The mask vibrated against her face and let out a soft whirring sound. Soon a gentle pink gas started filling the mask. Haley tried to resist, to fight against the pressure to breathe it in but this was in vain. Her face turned red as she desperately held her breath before she couldn't anymore and started breathing heavily as she caught her breath.


He continued to talk shit to Haley's father when a loud gurgle brought his attention back towards her. He smiled again, almost reveling in this next part. Suddenly a deep sensation of bloating overtook Haley, causing her to panic further. The bloated feeling quickly became painful, very painful, as her body started to grow. Haley winced in discomfort as her belly started to pool out before her. Being a trim, fit girl, she was unused to feeling her body so large and she absolutely hated the sensation. Soon her belly had filled out her strappy black shorts as they started to dig into her painfully. Her belly became heavy and saggy as adipose was forced onto it. Her chest started to follow suit as her once pert breasts became heavy and full.

Soon, like a bursting dam, the button on her black pants burst and went flying across the room. Her zipper was forced down as her belly could be held back no longer. It spilled onto her lap and began its journey towards her knees. Haley could deny it no longer, she was becoming fat. Tears filled her blue eyes as dread filled the pit of her stomach. She couldn't help but to fear how big this group would make her. How would she ever be able to lose this much weight? Tears continued to stream down her face as she stifled sobs.

Her belly was becoming so big, it was outgrowing her shirt and forcing it to roll up, exposing her deep navel and bright red stretch marks that had begun inching their way across her gut. The formation of stretch marks was quite painful as it felt like her skin was being sliced as it struggled to keep up with the onslaught of fat being added to her form. In fact, this whole process was not only painful, but quite demeaning as well. She had never felt so objectified. Her thighs started to round out, quickly engulfing her thigh gap which she took great pride in. She could hardly believe it when her thighs began to touch. She shifted uncomfortably, desperate to force them far enough apart but her ankles tied to the legs of the chair didn't allow her such luxury.

Haley's ass put on pounds quickly, lifting her up slightly and starting to overflow the chair she sat on. She whimpered at the thought of just how big she must be by now. She was now easily over 350 pounds, a far cry from the 130 she started as. She wanted to pull at her restraints, to escape before she got too fat to walk, but the fear of being popped kept her locked in place. Haley's face began to lose the battle against thinness as her dainty cheekbones became overwhelmed by a thick layer of fat. A prominent double chin now lined her once thin face.


"This is taking forever. Do you think we could speed this up a bit? I want to put more pressure on Sebastian Astor." A woman in the group piped up. Haley shot her a dirty look.

"I've been in contact with him and he's not letting up. All he's been doing is begging like a little bitch. Yeah, let's speed things along." The main man said, stepping towards the control panel again.

The gas in the mask got thicker and hard to resist and the weight gain got faster than she could have imagined. The chair started to creak in protest to all the additional weight put on it. Her eyes widened at the revelation that soon she may truly outgrow the chair. What then? Would she be able to stand? She again tried to stop taking in more of the fattening gas. She held her breath in sheer desperation, wanting this whole thing to stop. Soon she started to feel light headed as her face became bright red.

"Stop fighting it, you ***." A man said, striking her gut.

Her belly jiggled wildly in response and Haley was forced to take a deep breath in. This did her no favors as the growth resumed immediately. Her chest pulled her shirt tight, the mesh spreading as it was filled. Her bra squealed in agony as her tits overflowed the cups of it. Finally, and rather unceremoniously, her bra and shirt exploded off of her, sending ripples across her body and leaving her very exposed. Haley jumped, at first thinking she herself was what had exploded. The cold air in the warehouse crested over her nipples, forcing them to become erect and further making her feel exposed. Her tits looked full and heavy, saggy as one would expect for a woman surpassing 400 pounds. This absolutely devastated Haley who loved her once thin body and her perky C cup tits.

Her limbs took on a lot of weight since this whole thing began and were beginning to dig into the restraints on them. Her arms puffed up and rounded out, a thick layer of fat making them look like marshmallows in a microwave as they grew. Her calves were so thick a heavy roll of fat hung over her stockings and threatened to split them. Haley was so uncomfortable by how tight the restraints were on her and made it no secret.

"Please take these off. I feel like I'm going to be cut in half!" She begged, looking toward her wrists that were starting to lose circulation.

No longer considering her a flight risk at her size, the man relented. He sighed and stepped forward with a knife in hand. With a series of deft movements, he sliced through the restraints. Haley knew she couldn't escape any more. This left her feeling... numb. She had cried too much and experienced too much horror for this revelation to phase her. Left to her own devices, Haley started to use her freed hands to explore her body. But at her size, even this was quite difficult as her arms were thick and sluggish. She slipped off her tightening shoes and tried to get a look at how fat her feet were. But over the dome of her belly and the cavern of cleavage obstructing her vision, this was impossible. She sighed to herself and swore under her breath. She desperately hoped her father would break under the pressure and just pay these goons the money.

A thick ring of fat had begun to form around her neck. Combined with her heavy chest, these stifled her breathing slightly. The chair continued to creak in agony as she continued to outgrow it. The metal legs were starting to bend. Her large, flabby ass hung over the sides of it. Cellulite began to dimple her ass and thighs and Haley's belly was lined with deep, red stretchmarks. Her thigh fat formed thick rolls over and under the straps of her shorts which began to dig into her body uncomfortably.

"Please, daddy, just give them the money." Haley pleaded between fits of sobs. Her voice sounded alien to her as it had been deepened by all the weight being put on her throat.

The group couldn't help but laugh at her desperation. Finally, the chair could handle it no more and with a loud CRASH it snapped from under her, sending Haley tumbling to the ground. Somehow the mask stayed affixed to her face but her lovely shorts didn't make it through the chaos. Her stockings began to roll themselves down before with a satisfying RRRRIIIP they spit down the sides and fell. Haley blushed bright red as she was left totally nude. She attempted to get back to her feet but with how heavy she was and how round her limbs were, she couldn't get good enough traction to shove herself back up. She wailed in defeat.


The main man stepped forward and looked her up and down.

"Oh mister Astor! How do you like this?" He teased, smiling lustfully.

Haley's eyes widened as she heard the sharp sound of a zipper being undone. She felt the man's warmth as he got closer to her, erection in hand.

"Please don't." She said, desperately.

"You're in no position to be making demands, miss Astor." He reminded her as he and his throbbing member touched her body.

Before she could beg further she felt him enter her... In her navel? Her belly button was so large and deep he could fit into it with ease. It was tight around his girth. He continued riding her belly like a toy, breathing heavily. Haley had never felt more dehumanized in her life. Every thrust sent ripples across her belly as she grew around him. She wriggled her heavy thighs until they became too heavy to move. She flapped her arms and attempted to push him away. One of the other men moved the camera closer, focusing on his penetration. Just then, police sirens were heard in the distance.

"Shit! Cops!" A woman shouted, starting to put things away.

The man sighed and pulled himself out. He got dressed quickly.

"I'm sorry, Haley, I'm afraid our time here is finished. Your stupid father broke the rules. You know what that means!" He said, approaching the control panel.

Dread filled her heart as the gas reached new levels. She was putting on easily 20 pounds a second now. Her legs spread as her crotch, led by her massive fupa, spread them further. Her arms became unusable as a roll formed over her elbow. Thick cankles met chubby feet adorned with rounded toes. Haley was totally immobile as she surpassed 1000 pounds. She heard a loud crash but was unable to look to her side to see what caused it, as her neck and face left even that part of her body immobile.

"Freeze! Police!" A swat team member shouted as the gang members fled.

"What the fuck did they do to you?" Another said, ripping the mask from her face.

Haley never felt more appreciative to breathe fresh air. Her whole body ached. She knew in her heart that her old body was forever gone and that she was now reduced to being bedridden, a fat blob with emotional scars. All because her dad was too rich for his own good. She sighed in a mixture of sadness of her future and relief that it was over.

The next day news was everywhere of the crime. Five gang members arrested, billionaire Sebastian Astor left humiliated at the state of his daughter. Haley Astor now the heaviest woman ever recorded.