Chapter 5

The next morning Julia started the whole process over again although this time there was not quite the same fight out of Oliver. It seemed he had had some time over night to consider his position and was almost defeated in attitude this morning. Or perhaps he had come to realize that Julia did not actually want to hurt him and he had weirdly received pleasure from her instead. He didn't quite understand yet that for Julia the key to making Oliver as big as she wanted to see him was to make food and sexual pleasure begin to connect as one and the same in his head. I was by doing this that she knew she could create a true addiction one that would become far too hard to resist. She should know she had felt that tug for a long time when it came to food. And even more of a tug when it had come to the fat that had resulted from the stuffing's she had given herself mostly after an emotional day. She fully intended for Oliver to suffer from the same affliction. Stuffing Oliver with the heavy breakfast it wasn't long before the drug kicked in again and she used her mouth to bring him to orgasm. Her hands rubbed his hard slightly distended middle. In spite of his situation Oliver actually moaned out his pleasure. Julia smiled to herself this was going to be easier then she thought. Oliver finally spoke to her again this time to ask a different sort of question. "What do you look like anyway?" he asked. Julia bit her bottom lip and considered how to answer this. She wasn't planning to lie exactly more like omit certain details. "I have emerald eyes and red hair. My breasts are full and my ass rounded. I have ivory skin and very full lips." There she had been honest without having to mention she was also a size 22. Not that it mattered she intended to be much much smaller soon and he would be the one with the very fat ass. He would be the one that would be called the humiliating names and have to walk about being moo'd or oinked at and if it made him cry before lunch then GOOD!

Oliver spent days in the dark unless Julia took pity on him and turning off the lights removed his mask and as she went up the stairs flipped on the power to the TV on her way up the stairs and beyond the site of her prisoner. After about 3 weeks of his being stuffed over and over and not being allowed to move much Oliver's abs began to soften and when the actual stuffing was completed not only could he handle more food but his tummy was definitely beginning to distend quite a bit more. Julia had taken a measurement on his waist when she had first brought him down those stairs and was pleased to see he had already gained two inches around the middle since. Even better he seemed to only need the drugs once in a while now to get hard during a feeding. Julia had made sure he was very well satisfied during his stuffing’s and it seemed she was well on her way to making him connect sex with food.

Within a month it seemed Oliver was actually hungry most of the time. He could hear Julia's bike going in the corner in the afternoon and from the sounds on the ceiling it wasn't the only exercise she was doing. She had in fact lost enough to wiggle into an 18. She had also decided that maybe she would take this whole thing just a bit further as long as she was wearing some sort of shaper her stomach didn't poke out nearly as much as it had so she thought what the hell maybe I will try using my slave for another form of exercise. That night after she had Oliver stuffed and this time she did use some of the drug as his cock got hard and she rubbed his stomach she gently climbed up on the bed. Oliver felt the mattress depress next to him and waited to see what she would do next. By now he had built a mental picture in his mind of a beautiful red head with full pouty lips and a set of full breasts. Julia bent forward without allowing him any knowledge of the weight she held on her arms and kissed his lips. Oliver leaned his head forward actually curious about the taste of this woman. Julia left his lips and kissing down his neck and chest stopped at his gut. Instead she brought her palms up and touching him said, “You know Oliver you are becoming a rather chubby man. You're abs are really no longer there. You are getting to be fat." Oliver shook his head. It finally hit him that yes he would be getting softer lying there day after day being stuffed full of food. Giggling at the look on his face Julia kept touching him pinching the love handles that were starting to form on his sides. "There's no us denying it my piggy little slave and you are going to get even fatter." she said. Then reaching one hand even further down she took his erection in her hand and slide him inside of her. Oliver moaned allowed at the feel of her hot wet pussy griped around him. Moving his hips slowly and trying to put as little weight on him as possible she rode him. She kept rubbing his newly formed fat and calling him chubby and plump describing the rolls that would be forming on him soon. Oliver could not believe the sensations of her. It was torture not to be able to touch her and it was more of a torture to hear her calling him such names and feeling the disgust in himself and yet he could neither deny that it was happening nor stop her from saying it allowed. A few moments later he came as she was calling him her greedy piggy slave and to add insult to everything he was hungry yet again after. Julia climbed down from the bed and with an evil smirk that Oliver could not see she brought over a box of pastries and made him beg for each one