Chapter 4 - the end

Pushing the tube down my throat I could hear the chug of the jug as it poured down my throat directly into my stomach. Once again with in moments that quick sharp pain ending in gnawing hunger. This time she climbed atop my very bloated out middle with a simple glass filled with ice cream. She looked down into my eyes and knew that the pain I was feeling was not because I was more than full it was the hunger that made my stomach feel as if I had not eaten in more than a week. She swirled the spoon around the mound of this frozen treat. She smirked again at the sound my poor stupid stomach made. Leaning over just enough for me to see her she placed the spoon into her own mouth. Did did this several more times as my mouth watered and and my belly growled. The hunger making my throat feel dry. I knew what she was after I tried to resist with every fiber of my being. She took one more small nibble from the crystal in her hands and moaned just enough in the back of her throat I knew she was trying to get a reaction. Against my will not only was I drowning in my stomachs needs, but, no matter how much I hated her my cock very much had a mind of it's own. She was beautiful I could not deny it. Her brilliant green eyes and auburn hair. The slight curve to her body her breasts pushing above the pleather teddy she wore. I knew she dressed in this way to torture me that much more. Some nights she offered relief most nights she just enjoyed that fact I was so fat I could not even pleasure myself anymore. Worse still were the nights that she brought me to the end of heaven and then slammed the gates closed.

I could no longer shut down the madness in my mind and before I knew it I was instead begging her to make the growling stop. She climbed down and kneeling next to my head she placed her hands against my cheeks and asked," Don't you think you have had enough you disgusting blob?" I knew she meant this to be my final humiliation of the night to beg her to make me even fatter. This night however she knelt even closer to my ear. Softly she whispered," no my piggy tonight you shall truly understand how far you have fallen". Rising to her feet she left me tied to the posts unsatisfied unable to move. Instead looking to the ceiling above me I hear a small whirring sound as the ceiling above slid into a pocket. A large reflective mirror instead hung above my bed. I looked up and looking back at me was a man. I believe it was a man. Can one even call himself that after all that is left is a soft pile of flesh. A face with eyes barely to be seen above his cheeks. She had been kind by just puffing out her cheeks to ridicule me. Forced to confront what I had become it was a nasty thing for her to do. The true humiliation felt down into my bones that even confronted with this all I wanted was that next bite.