The Study

Chapter 1

The Study

I was a 21 year old junior at State University and like most college students I was flat broke. I'm five foot ten inches tall, overweight, at 205 lbs. with a pot belly and bubble butt my name is Matt. I gained the freshman fifteen in my first semester at university and I have gained more every year. I don't mine the weight at all, I do love to eat and I'm pretty much sedentary.

As I mentioned, I'm broke, my parents take care of tuition and room and board, but spending money, I'm on my own. I was looking through the university paper for any jobs or other money making opportunities when I ran across this advertisement
Wanted male and female person, in good health, minor weight issues okay, must be 21 years old, but less than 27 years old for caloric capacity testing for at least six months, possibly longer. Participants will be paid a generous stipend and expenses. Please call Heather at 405-221-4445.
Wow, this could be a great opportunity to make a little money and it sounds like some free meals as well. I called Heather and she set up an appointment for me.
I arrived at the university's medical center and reported to Dr. Faber's office. I walked in and was greeted by Heather who in my opinion was very hot. She was really cute and plump! She looked right at my waist and belly and giggled, "Matt you look like you will do very well with this study. I have a questionnaire for you to fill out before you see Dr. Faber." She handed me a tablet and I started to look it over and answer the questions. I was startled to see so many asking about how I felt about obesity and overeating. How comfortable I felt eating and overeating. I had to admit I was getting a little turned on answering these questions. I finished and handed the tablet back to Heather who giggled, "Weird questions aren't they." "Yeah they kind of are. So what's this caloric capacity study all about?" She giggled again, "Dr. Faber wants to see how many calories participants can consume on a regular basis and then in the extreme, the effect on metabolism, weight gain and possible obesity." I was getting a little turned listening to the adorable plump young woman explain this study is basically about stuffing yourself and getting fat!.

Her phone console buzzed, "Heather is the next candidate here?" "Yes Dr. Faber, he's here and filled out the tablet questions." "Good please send him in." I got up from the chair in front of Heather's desk and started toward the door of Dr. Faber's office. The door opened, I thought he might meeting me at the door, but a cute little coed came our smiling and giggling, "Brittney you start tomorrow, we have a side room in the cafeteria for participants to eat in, see you at 7:00AM." "Yes Dr. Faber I'll be there."
She smiled at me as she walked into the reception area. I was taken with her, she was petite, slim with a flat stomach a cute booty, slim thighs, I thought she was on the gymnastics team, but that wouldn't fly if she was joining this study.
I got hold of myself and looked at Dr. Faber, I was stunned how fat he was, had to be over four hundred pounds and same height as me. "Matt come in, welcome. I want to go over your questionnaire to be sure you truly want to be in my study." "Certainly doctor," I replied.

I sat in a chair opposite from his desk, "Matt I see that you gained weight every year here at University, how do you feel about your weight gain?" "Doctor, I didn't mind putting on weight at all, I like to eat and I've kind of enjoyed my expanding body." "Good, good, Matt that's what I want to hear. You will be eating increasing amounts of calories for this study, and you will gain weight and possibly become obese. Is that a problem for you?" "No. doctor it's not a problem for me at all, I really don't mind getting fat at all." Dr. Faber smiled, "Now Matt tell me the truth, does the thought of gaining weight and becoming obese get you aroused at all?" I must of have blushed, he chuckled, "Yes doctor it does." "One more question Matt, "Does it arouse you at all watching, thinking about or even encouraging a member of the opposite sex to gain weight even to the point of obesity?" I really blushed this time, "Yes doctor I do get aroused at the thought of a girl or woman gaining weight, especially over eating." "Matt you will fit in very well into our study."

"Dr. Faber, what exactly does this study entail?" "Matt our study is funded by the fast food industry association and quite generously I might add. Participants will be eating increasing amounts of calories over several weeks. I've been tasked to measure the effect of increasing caloric intake on weight gain, appetite, body image and the propensity for obesity in the study subjects. There are both male and female participants, we have a private dining room in the student union adjacent to the cafeteria. The stipend is $2500.00 a month, paid half the first and 15th day of the month. There is a clothing allowance of $500.00 which starts in the second month of the study anticipating weight gain and increasing body sizes. Matt do you want to join our study?" I chuckled, patted my now modest paunch, "Yes doctor I will join the study." "Great Matt, meet in our room off the cafeteria tomorrow morning at 7:00AM, you will be starting at 3500 calories a day."

I signed a couple of contracts and a release and went back to my apartment. I was thinking this is going to be great. I can stuff myself and get paid well to do it. I also thought of the little cutie Brittany, I got a little aroused thinking of her eating 3500 calories a day. I was thinking what those calories would do to her slim little figure.

I walked into the private dining room around 6:50AM. I wanted to scope out the other participants in the study and hopefully see Brittany. She came in a few minutes later. She was wearing a tight t-shirt which hugged her modest boobs, black stretch pants showing off her slim thighs and tight little booty. I was wearing a pair to sweat pants, which were tight around the waist and my fat butt. My t-shirt wasn't riding up on my paunch, but it was kind of tight, being a "large" rather than my preferred "extra-large".
Dr. Faber waddled in, "Oh Matt and Brittany our two newest participants, welcome. Why don't you two sit together, you're both juniors here at State." My heart leapt, I'm going to sit with this little hottie and watch her stuff herself. Brittany thought, "Oh he's the guy in Dr. Faber's office from yesterday, he's already kind of chubby, but he'll look really cute, when he puts on more weight."

We shook hands smiled at each other and sat down, not without some serious checking out on both our parts.
Dr. Faber told us to look at the menus and pick out foods that will total 1150 calories for breakfast. I picked waffles, French toast, pancakes, sausage with syrup. Brittany ordered a six egg omelet, bacon and sausage. We both got coffee with heavy cream and several sugars. We both ate as fast as we could, not necessarily to impress the other, but to eat as much as we could before feeling too full.
We both finished our plates. Brittany was sitting back in her chair, her right hand resting on her now modest little tummy bulge. There was an adorable gap of skin showing between the waist band of her stretch pants and the hem of her tight t-shirt. "Oh Matt that felt so good to eat like this, I'm going to love this study." I had to ask, hoping not to break the "spell" with a hot girl now happily stuffed. "Brittany aren't you on the gymnastics team?" She giggled patted her little tummy, "Matt, not any more I got cut from the team last week. They recruited too many new gymnasts through the transfer portal, most were a lot better than me. So I got cut." "Wow are you upset about being cut?" She giggled again, "Matt I have been a gymnast since I was like six years old and on some sort of diet since I was twelve, no I'm not upset at all and I'm going to enjoy eating as much as I can from now on." "Dr. Faber warned me anyway about gaining weight, aren't you concerned about your figure?" She looked a little annoyed, "Matt, girls don't have to be skinny to be happy, okay. The only issue about my figure to me now is how fat I want to be."

It was getting toward 8:00AM and both of us had early classes. "Matt do you want to sit with me at lunch?" I must have blushed, because she giggled, "Yes Brittany I'd love to sit with you." We both got up from the table, I immediately noticed Brittany had a nice little bloat to her belly.

3500 calories a day isn't a big deal for me, I like to eat and I have eaten well over 3500 calories in a day if not in a single meal. But for Brittany is was a big deal. She came into the small dining room, "Matt I still feel stuffed from breakfast, I'm going to have hard time eating another 1000 calories for lunch." "Brittany, you'll be fine, once you start eating, trust me I know." I patted my belly and she giggled. We got our meals, cheeseburgers, fries smoothed with cheese, a milk shake and a huge chocolate sundae for dessert. "Matt you're right! I'm really full again now, but I ate everything on my tray." "See I told you, you'd be fine." We got up, I notice her once flat stomach was now starting to pouch out with all the calories. I asked, "Dinner?" She giggled, "You really want to see me stuff myself don't you?" I must have blushed bright red, "Oh, no, I just enjoy your company, really." "Matt I was teasing, I didn't mean to embarrass you. I'd love to join you for dinner."

We met in the dining room for dinner. Brittany came up to me, "Matt my stretch pants and panties are already feeling tighter on me. I think I'm already putting on weight!" I could see her belly was sticking out farther than it was after breakfast.

We were having pizzas for dinner, with bread sticks, olive oil and a rich cheese cake for dessert. Dr. Faber came in and announced that he was moving the intake up to 5000 calories a day, and we could eat more if we wanted too, but to keep tract of any additional calories over what was served.

We got our trays and started eating I love pizza and I ate nearly a whole pizza by myself, plus olive oil and bread sticks and a huge slice of cheese cake. Brittany was in awe about how much I ate. "Matt you're going to get sick eating all that food!" I patted my bulging belly, "Brittany, I'm used to eating like this!" She was having trouble eating her pizza ,"Matt I feel I might get sick if I keep eating." "Brittany, just take a bite at a time, you won't get sick, just eat a little slower, and you can it all down."

Twenty minutes later, "Oh Matt, you were right I finished, I'm so stuffed, I hope I can cope with 5,000 calories starting tomorrow." "Brittany once you get used to overeating, you'll have no trouble coping with the increasing calorie requirements, trust me." I patted my bulging belly for emphasis. She giggled, "Okay Matt I trust you, I just hope I can get used to all this eating soon."

The next morning we had another huge breakfast, this time 1500 calories for us. Brittany managed to eat everything she was served, of course I had no trouble pounding mine down. At lunch, she still felt a little full, but managed to eat two cheeseburgers, cheese fries, chocolate milk shake and an ice cream sundae. I had four cheeseburgers, cheese fries, a vanilla milk shake and two chocolate sundaes. I had to fill out a form noting my overeating calories.
"Matt you were right! I'm getting used to eating so much, I'm full, but not feeling sick at all." "I knew you would get used to all the eating. See you at dinner tonight?" She got up, not without some feigned effort, belly bumping me smiling, "of course, Matt"
Dinner was huge bowls of spaghetti with a choice of sauces, thick loafs of garlic bread smothered in cheeses and butter. Both of us gorged on the rich dinner, I was loving watching this little hottie stuffing herself in front me, which only made me eat more and more. "Matt wow, you are really stuffing yourself!" I chuckled, "Well you're not exactly nibbling yourself." She giggled, " I have to admit, I love all of this eating, I think I'm gaining weight too. My panties and bras feel tight and we have only been on this study for two days!" I could tell she was putting on weight. Her t-shirts were tighter, as were her stretch pants and her panties were creating "panty lines" through the stretch pants.
The study subjects stayed at 5000 calorie a day intake for the rest of the week. After five days, we were weighed individually. I was up to 230 lbs. I weighted outside of Dr. Faber's clinic/office. Brittany came out giggling and smiling, "Matt I weight 120 lbs. I've gain 15 pounds!" She was wearing her standard black stretch pants and white short t-shirt. "Matt look how fat I am." Her belly was bulging out, the waist band of her pants was sagging down and her t-shirt was riding up on her little, but growing belly.
"Matt Dr. Faber said we are going to 7500 calories starting tomorrow morning, I hope I can eat that much." I had to really control myself not to get aroused and hard at her information, just the thought of Brittany eating 7500 calories had me "going".
The next morning was Saturday the meals were divided into 2500 calories each, though we could eat more if we wanted too. We were served a stack of pancakes or waffles with a half-pound of real butter, plus a choice of syrups, donuts, pastries and any kind of eggs we wanted. We both gorged ourselves. I ate a stack of waffles, then several donuts, "bear claw" pastries and nearly a whole pound of sausage. My belly was rock hard, bulging pushing down the waist band of my sweat pants.
Brittany, much to my surprise ate nearly as much as I did! "Matt oh my God, I'm so stuffed right now." Her belly was bulging out against her little boobs, the waist band of stretch pants was sagging under the pressure of her bloated, engorged belly. She looked pregnant she was so bloated. "Oh Matt your belly is amazing, you are so bloated!" "Brittany you look amazing to me, you're nearly bursting out of your stretch pants." She giggled, "Oh Matt thank you for saying I look amazing. I just love all of this eating! I had to diet constantly when I was in gymnastics, and now I can eat everything I want!" I thought for a moment, should I ask her how she'll feel if she gets really fat. "Brittany, I love being fat, I've been over weight or fat my whole life, how are you going to feel about your body, if or when you get really fat?" She struggled to her feet, nearly knocking over the chair she pulled the waist band of her stretch pants down, sticking out her engorged belly patting it, "Matt I can't weight until I'm so fat I waddle with a huge fat, booty and a nice big, round belly!" I thought I might pass out with arousal at her revelation.
We stayed in the private dining room the rest of the morning, nibbling of cookies and donuts. We gorge ourselves again on a massive pizza binge lunch. We hung out there again (free food and plenty of it!) until another massive meal. We look at our calorie reports we each filled out and we both were weigh over 8500 calories.
Both of us were tried from all the eating. Dr. Faber had arranged for Uber service for all participants so we wouldn't have walk back to dorms or apartments. I helped Brittany to an Uber. Her stretch pants were now transparent I could see the pattern of her bikini panties as she nearly waddled out to the curb. She turned to me, bumped me with her belly, patting her growing booty cheeks, "Matt thank you for being such a gentleman, see you tomorrow I can barely weight to start eating again."

The next morning, Dr. Faber increased our caloric intake to 9500 calories. "Matt and Brittany you both are over our scheduled increase, so I'm upping yours. If you go over again, which is perfectly okay as far as the study goes, I'll increase it again, now enjoy your eating!"

I noticed how big Brittany's bottom cheeks and thighs were getting. Her cheeks now hung over the edge of the chair and a nice round roll of fat bulging out of the back of the chair between the seat and the back rest. She caught me checking her out, "Matt do you like how fat my booty and thighs are?" I blushed, she giggled, "I'll take that as a yes." I was curious, "Brittany, does it bother you that you are gaining so much weight and ruining your gymnast figure?" She giggled, staggered to her feet knocking the chair over with her round cheeks, "Matt I love how fat I'm getting I want get huge!" She looked at me, now serious, "Matt I think you are the guy who not only will help me get as huge and fat as I want, but will love me as I get fatter and fatter." "Brittany, I love you!"
We challenged each other eating all day in the private cafeteria room. We both waddled and staggered to my apartment for the best fat sex either one of us ever had.
We continued to exceed Dr. Faber's recommended caloric intake schedule by hundreds of calories and we loved it. We waddled into the dining room the next morning, Dr. Faber announced to us, "Matt and Brittany, you two are weigh over my daily caloric intake goals, I'm increasing your intakes to 14,000 calories a day. The rate you two are eating and exceeding intakes, this should put you both in upper levels of the weight scales I developed, now eat up!"
I didn't know if I should be proud of our/my accomplishment or embarrassed for making such a pig of myself, but the thought of just eating and eating was such a turn on. Brittany was so excited she went back to her room and changed into the largest pair of panties and stretch pants she had anticipating gorging herself.

When Brittany got back from changing, Heather came over with two cups with pills in them one for each of us. I noticed she had put on more weight too. "Matt and Brittany, Dr. Faber had me prepare some appetite stimulants, muscle/tissue relaxants and metabolic suppressants to help meet your new goals, enjoy!" We did.
Brittany and I ate for nearly twelve hours! We gorged on breakfast foods, pastries, donuts, "bear claws". Then switched over to eat more lunch style meals; pizzas (several), burgers, fries smothered in mayonnaise, bratwurst, macaroni and cheese by the quart, whole milk to wash down our gorge.
By eight thirty, when the private dining room closed, Brittany and I could barely waddle we were so stuffed, engorged and bloated. A couple of buss boys helped us to stand and we began to waddle, "Brittany, my place?" "Yes Matt, I can't make it any farther!"
Brittany's stretch pants were transparent the material was so stretched, I could see the outline of her granny panties through the material. My belly so sagged over the waist band of my straining sweat pants, showing the outline of my own super tight briefs. While waddling to my apartment I couldn't take my eyes off of Brittany's now huge booty wobbling in her stretch pants, "Brittany, your booty is amazing!" She giggled "Matt I love how huge it has gotten, I love how I fill up chairs." She slapped her cheeks, making them wobble and jiggle again, "Matt can you imagine how these huge cheeks would look in my old leotards on a balance beam?" I almost lost it with that comment.
We got to my apartment, both of us out of breath, Brittany turned to me, "Matt I want you, I'm so stuffed and bloated I doubt I can do much, but I want you! I love what we have done to ourselves, eating and eating and getting so fat!" I helped her waddle to my bedroom and undress her, what a view she was now so round and fat with rolls of jiggling fat, a huge belly and booty that jiggled to the touch. I let my tight sweat pants fall to the floor after pulling them off my fat rear, Brittany sunk her hands into my sagging apron and lifted my belly and let is slap against my thighs giggling, "Matt you are getting so fat, I love your huge belly!"
We got in bed an