Riley's escape

chapter three

Finally, after 2 hours, the guards began to switch shifts. During this process, there was about a 15 minute gap where no particular guard was assigned to Riley. They would switch, and always have conversations in the guard hut. It was Riley's chance. She scooted her fat body to the edge of the bed, quietly as she could, and grabbed her rope consisting of tied sheets she had been making waiting for the changing of the guards. She scooted her fat legs and feet off the bed, and stood up with a sigh. At 280 pounds, Riley could not believe how fat she was. She looked down at her breasts and stomach. They were covered with stretch rolls, and were tan with the Hawaiian sun. She could not see her pussy at all, and the top part of her thighs were covered with fat belly. Riley had never been more out of shape, as she rarely got exercise and weighed about 150 more pounds than a girl her height should. She waddled to her window, fat feet smacking the cold floor, and tied off her rope. She started to lower herself, and slipped. She forgot that her arms could not hold her massive frame, and fell nearly 10 feet into a bush. "Ouch!" she exclaimed, covering her mouth and making sure nobody heard her. She stood up, thankful she wasn't hurt, and began running across the large grass yard to the edge of the compound by the ocean. Everything seemed to be going well, but after about 50 yards Riley began to feel increasingly out of breath. After roughly the length of a soccer field, which she used to run across multiple times only a year before, she began wheezing and had to slow down. Not even half way to the edge of the compound, Riley nearly collapsed and brought her fatty jog down to a slow, but desperate walk. Riley finally made it to the edge of the compound after what seemed like 10 minutes of running, and looked back across at her residence. She saw a light go on. "Shit," she thought, "They're going to find me and I am never going to run again." She began to lower herself over the concrete ledge at the edge of the compound, and after a few minutes of careful climbing, she made it to the beach. She heard dogs barking and saw all of the floodlights go on. They were looking for her.

Riley began her trek up the beach, and what a long trek it was. With no shoes, Riley's beautiful fat feet hurt, and her leg muscles hurt tremendously from carrying her fat frame this far. She began to feel tired, and figured she was far enough from the compound to sleep. She found a nice cool place in some palm trees right as the sun began to rise, and fell asleep, sleeping through the day. Riley figured she would wake up to an enormous hunger and thirst, but when she woke up she felt full and satisfied, and strangely also felt fatter. She let her eyes adjust, and realized with horror that she was no longer in the jungle by the ocean, but was in an ocean view bedroom. She looked at her wrists and feet, and she was tied to the bed. She looked up, and as her eyes adjusted, she saw the master. As soon as she recognized him, he smacked her. "Girl!" He screamed, "Do you realize what you could have done?" She simply uttered a no and then spit in his face, and this angered him farther. "We caught you running away last night, and I personally found you on the beach. You could have been killed by that fall or by wild animals on the island. You are a fool." he said. Riley told him that he was the fool for keeping her here, and that she was trying to escape. "Escape?" the master said questioningly. "I'll let you try, after I have fattened you up to 600 pounds you greedy fat pig. I am going to make you that fat and then turn you loose on the beach. You will come begging to me to take you back in." Riley gasped with horror, her worst nightmare had come true. She could barely waddle on that beach at 280 pounds, and at more than twice that she would be lucky to be walking.