chapter 26 moving house

Jason was pleased with how things were going with Elaine. Everyone had played their part in making her big, and she was still getting bigger, but her gaining had steadied itself off. He thought it was time to crank things up a bit.
At twenty stones, her face was round, her neck was fat with a large double chin, she had heavy pendulous breasts, numerous fat pads and rolls down her back. Her belly rested on her thighs when she was sitting.
However, if she was to get out of the house and walk around the local supermarket, nobody would bat an eyelid. She was fat, but he wanted her to be much fatter. He wanted her to be so fat that, of anyone saw her outside the house, waddling down the street, they would be repulsed by her. He wanted people to notice her and think about what a lazy greedy person she was. How could she possibly have let herself go so much?
He instructed Sunshine to not just confine her feed to night time. She was to be fed through her nasogastric tube twenty four hours a day, every day. The daily rate was to start off low and increase until it matched the night time rate. Yet she would still be expected to eat large quantities of food and drink all day. Unnecessary exercise was cut out once more.
They experimented with the commercial feed. They wanted to make it more calorific. They wanted to increase the fat levels of it. They tried mixing it with melted lard, but the fat simply solidified when it mixed with the feed and clogged up the tube. They tried melted butter with the same effect. Double cream worked though. They used 100mls of cream for every 200mls of feed, but also added in five scoops of weight gain powder and two scoops of extra sugar.
Her meals were initially reduced as she got used to the day feed, but once that was established, they increased her meals back to their regular sizes, then increased them again. Mealtimes did not matter any more. For Elaine, there was only one meal a day and that was to last from dawn to dusk and was to have twenty or thirty courses, plus extra portions, seconds and thirds.
She was twenty five stones when she could finally tolerate the new feeding regime as well as the huge single meal a day. If she was awake and did not eat for half an hour, she was hungry. She could not think of anything else but food, eating and getting fatter. She devoured her food enthusiastically, always reaching for the fattiest highest calorie foods first before selecting the more healthy stuff.
By the time she was thirty stones, she was struggling to mobilise at all without holding onto the furniture to stabilise herself. Her fatter apron of a belly hung down to her mid thighs now, making it harder to push her heavy leg forward to walk.
She was exhausted after having a shower, which was so much more difficult than before because she had to clean and dry between every fold of flesh. It was so exhausting that she stopped having one every day. Once every three days was enough. On the days she didn't have a shower, she washed her hands and face and made that do. Luckily, the cellar was not warm enough for her to sweat excessively, so she did not smell too bad, but body odour was becoming an issue.
Every time she waddled across the room, she became breathless and she took several minutes to get her breath back.
Jason liked to see Elaine wearing clothes that were at least one size too small, preferably two sizes too small. Even though all the clothes she wore were made of stretchy fabric, he liked to see every roll and every ripple. He liked to see the fabric so tight that it became transparent. He liked to see her giant and growing belly peeking out from under her tee shirt. He liked to see the waist of her elastic trousers under that belly because they were too small to reach over the top. He liked to see her waddle and watch her belly sway one way then the other as she struggled.
At this stage, Jason realised that Elaine could not stay in the cellar for much longer. The stairs were the only way out. If they could not get her up the stairs, she would be trapped there until she slimmed down enough... or have the fire brigade take up the floor and the ceiling and use and industrial crane to hoist her out.
Although he wanted her as fat as he could get her, he thought that kind of humiliation was too much, even for her. He decided to move her.
The move had to be planned. It was not just a matter of packing a suitcase and leaving. Elaine would not fit in any old car. They had to think about how they were going to get her in and out of it as well.
Jason decided to hire a van with a sliding side door. Her put a comfortable sofa in the van where she could sit comfortably and brought along a set of portable wooden steps, usually used on stage so that she could get into the van.
That morning, Sunshine had to help her shower and dress. Jason had brought her a new outfit especially for the move. An outfit that fit, but still hugged every curve.
She took down her feed and removed her feeding tube. Elaine felt strangely empty without the tube in place, it had been there for so long.
She was given a substantial breakfast. Then she had to face the stairs.
Jason stood in front of her, encouraging her to take each step. Samson, stood behind her, his bulk and strength was there to catch her if she was to fall backwards.
It was only thirteen steps up to the top of the flight, but she was so fat and unfit, that every step was difficult. She had to stop three times before she reached to top just to get her breath.
Her ordeal was not over though. She had the long, ten metre walk to the front door, steps down to the path, a walk down the garden and steps up to the van to complete. It took her over twenty minutes to make the short journey that most people would not give a second thought to.
The journey was not comfortable at all. Every bump in the road made her flesh jiggle. Now she was much bigger, the jiggle was not just a teasing wobble of her breasts, it was a violent tremor that made the journey most uncomfortable.
Her trauma was not at an end when the van stopped. She had to get out of the van and walk up to the house and up two more steps to cross the threshold. She grabbed the door frame, gasping for breath for a minute or two before she crossed the hall to where Jason had installed a disabled lift to take her to the first floor. There was a flip up seat in the lift, but it was so flimsy she dare not sit in it. Besides she took up all the room in the lift just standing there on her own. Jason pressed the button and then ran up the stairs to meet Elaine at the top. From there, it was only a short walk to her new room.
She was pleased to see the room was spacious and had light flooding in through the big bay window. The furniture was all extra large and sturdy, to suit her needs. There was a hoist installed in the ceiling on a track that could take her into the en suite bathroom. She would have liked to see the bathroom, but she was so exhausted after her long journey that she had to have a lie down. No doubt, she would see it soon enough.
She lay sprawled out on the sofa. Her stomach grumbled with hunger, it was not used to being empty for more than an hour these days. But she needed to rest more than she needed food right then.
Jason made sure she had plenty food within reach when she woke up, spread out on the coffee table beside her. She had her own TV, stereo and video game console. She had her own fridge by the door.
All in all it was a much better room than the cellar. She picked up a chicken leg and took a big bite and turned on the telly. She had everything she needed now, she thought as she started to tuck in.