Daddy, Mistress, and the Fattened Girl

Chapter 1

"That's a good girl," her mistress coos after stuffing another slice of rich chocolate cake into her partially opened mouth, barely giving her time to finish the last slice. Her eyes glance at the slice with a glazed expression before staring back into her mistress' eyes with an anxious expression. "You have been such a good piggy today," she continues sweetly, "I'm so proud of you," as she pats her belly, causing a localized wave of fat to jiggle gently across its wide expanse. She chews steadily, her cheeks bulging with the amount of cake filling her mouth. Her eyes start to roll back in her head from the sheer amount of food she has consumed this session. "Nuh uh uh!" her mistress snaps as her hand reaches to aggressively cup her chin and face with a vice like grip. "Eye contact until your feeding is done piggy." The fattened girl's eyes start suddenly and return their stare deep into the bright eyes of her mistress, her cheeks struggling to chew around the grip as her chin and cheek fat pool around her purchase on her face. "Yes mommy," she dutifully responds while swallowing the piece of cake.
"Alright piggy, one more slice of cake, Daddy says she needs to finish all her food before he returns," she says sweetly while caressing her chin fat. Her mistress then reaches for the last piece of cake, hovering over the fattened girl's face, waiting for her to open wide. She languishingly opens her mouth wide to take the final slice of cake in; her mouth being filled mercilessly by her mistress as she stuffs the entire slice in like a bag overflowing in excess. The fattened girl's eyes once again glance at the cake, eyes widening abruptly as it was forced in suddenly and begins to chew. Her eyes staring at her mistress the entire time begin to look drowsy, then she blinks, followed by a longer blink, followed by her half lidded eyes rolling back into her head. Her mistress snaps again, "no no no! eye contact piggy!" as she gently presses against the still yet to be consumed mass of food filling her open mouth.
"I am growing very...displeased with your disobedience," she teases as her hand relaxes and one finger gently traces the borders of her extremely fat face. The fattened girl's fingers twitch involuntarily at the response and she lets out a muffled moan. The flicker of movement was caught at the corner of her mistress' eye; both eyes narrow accusatory, "No one said it was exercise time piggy," her mistress says as she gently pushes off the fattened girl's enormous belly, both hands sinking in the lower belly roll of plush fat as she pulls her lithe and feminine body upright. "Finger and toe exercises are not until this afternoon; you really are being disobedient aren't you?" The fattened girl stares back whimpering, no further movement visible as she lays there cocooned and surrounded by fat. "No mommy...piggy..." she struggles to say between chewing, "piggy... is not dis-bedient," her lips pout still gleaming with sheen of drool and cake frosting. She continues pushing herself off the girl's elongated belly, her feet finally hitting the floor and walks sultrily around the fattened girl, admiring her width and softness with gentle pokes and prods. "My little girl has grown so fat," her mistress says seductively, gently pinching her hanging rolls as she walks around to the side of the king-sized bed. The fattened girl remains unmoving, head immobilized staring straight forward, heavy bands of fat encircling her face and upper chest, unable to move. She tracks her mistress with her eyes until she passes her limited vision, the sides of her puffy cheek fat limiting her peripheral sight completely. She navigates to the girl's side and presses her thin body against the area between her arm and breast roll. The immobilized girl's fattened arm sticking out from her side and suspended slightly in the air by the sheer thickness of the rolls of upper and lower arm fat. Her breast, easily the size of her mistress' entire torso, pools off to her side in a cascade of soft fat. If one were to gaze upon the scene, they would see that the two could not possibly be more opposite than one another in every possible way. Her mistress' lithe frame was extenuated by a kinky black thong and thin leather bra barely holding back the floodgates of her enormous breasts. Everywhere on her body was thin and shapely with no sign of excess fat; confident, disciplined and domineering. The exact opposite of what laid before her. She leans in against the pile of warmth, her body slightly sinking in, and whispers sweet tantalizing teases in the fattened girl's ear while stroking the girl's cascading neck fat:
"Is my piggy feeling nice and full?"
"is piggy ready for her special toy?"
"does piggy think Daddy will be pleased when he sees you?"
"why isn't piggy looking at me while I address her?"
The fattened girl whimpers and struggles to turn her head towards her mistress to no avail, breathing heavily, "piggy.........cant.." A mischievous smirk crosses the mistress' face as she pushes off the warm softness of her side; a diminishing feeling overcomes her briefly from the loss of touch with something so warm and vast. "ok ok, enough teasing... ...for now," she says walking towards the girl's front, abruptly turning on her heels to face her with the final statement. "Daddy said piggy gets her reward when she finishes her food." She reaches for a side cupboard and grabs an elongated toy, removing the cord from the charger. The fattened girl's face lights up, her tongue involuntarily sticking out, breathing heavily in anticipation, staring obediently at her mistress. From her mistress' viewpoint, she could barely see the reaction on her face. The sheer size of the young girl's belly rose so high as to mostly obscure her vision when looking straight at her, upper belly roll creasing upwards and forwards toward her long lower belly roll which then stacked upon her thighs and pooled onto the ground a great ways in front of her, completely filling the space between her flaccid legs. The two large pillowy orbs of her breasts spilled off to either side of her enormous belly, adding to the overall plushness, softness and femininity of the sight. From this angle it made the whimpering girl look like a soft mountain of quivering fat. And a mountain of fat she truly was thought the mistress, especially when she had to crawl underneath such a mountain. She smiled to herself as she turned the vibrator on and started crawling her way under the heavy, soft, under-belly fat of the immobilized girl. Daddy mandates that his piggy be pleasured whenever her belly is full; and she was going to make sure piggy came constantly the entire time. She thought to herself, Daddy is going to be pleased when he gets home.