Chapter 1 - The stranger

She lay on her side, feeling warm and satiated. Her food-swollen belly bulged like a ripe melon and rested heavily on the bed. She picked lazily through the box of chocolates he'd left her, chose one, nibbled it slowly and poked playfully at her soft wide hip. She loved this feeling: full, round, soft, lazy. After a few more chocolates, she read the card he'd left inside the box, "Tonight is girls' night at your house, fatty. I've left a large cheesecake in the fridge for you. As you visit and carry on this evening, you are to, as casually as you can, eat the entire cheesecake - one large piece at a time. You will also snack between slices and when your girlfriends comment on how much you've eaten - and they will comment - you're to protest, against any and all, that you haven't eaten that much. When I come this evening, I'll check your belly to see how well you've done : You will be force fed any unfinished cheesecake."
The girls came and went. Somehow their conversation was more dull than usual: their work problems, their boyfriend and girlfriend problems: She couldn't stop thinking of him. He was coming again tonight.
She crawled lazily into bed stuffed with cheesecake (and she'd only finished 1/2 of what he'd left.) She smiled as she drifted towards sleep, awaiting the dominant stranger. She awoke a few hours later. He was standing at the foot of her bed.
"I see you've left some cheesecake, piggy. It looks like that belly needs a good stretching."
"I ate as much as I could. I made an absolute pig of myself in front of my friends. You were right, they did tease me." She said sounding embarassed.
"I found your favorite rubber cock among your toys, I've fastened it to the wall so you can *** yourself while down on all fours. Pull your panties to your knees, get on all fours so that just the tip of the cock is pushing in to your pussy." She felt herself get wet, hot. Her breathing quickened; any fullness she felt from her girls'− night pig out was gone. She pulled her red silk panties to her knees hurriedly and got on all fours in front of the thick rubber cock. He reached gently behind her and slowly smeared the cock with lube. He pinched and jiggled her meaty inner thigh, "Mmm, you're really fattening up. Now, I'm going to feed you the rest of the leftover cheesecake, plus a little extra something for not doing as you were told. And you will *** yourself with your favorite toy while I feed you." Wetness trickled down the inside of her thigh. He continued,
"You like that, don't you? Are you going to be a good little ***-pig and get yourself off while I stuff you?"
"Yes, yes, I will, I promise," was her breathy reply.
"There's just one thing," he said,
She whimpered in anticipation.
"You're not allowed to start ***ing yourself until I say."
Her thighs shook, she had already started wiggling the tip around the opening of her wet ***. She tried to spread her legs farther apart, but the tight panties around her knees allowed only so much. She arched her back and rubbed the tip lightly along her swollen labia. "Oh no, please let me put it in, I'm so wet, I've been thinking about this for hours."
"No. And I won't tell you again. No ***ing until I say. Now open your mouth."
She opened and he stuffed a handful of cheesecake in. As he crammed the handful in, the head of the cock pushed slightly inside her. She moaned loudly.
"That's it you greedy HOG, eat it up. Get nice and big for me." She gulped the cheesecake down. He crammed another mouthful in. She moaned. The cock slid in a bit deeper. Her nostrils flared, her face reddened as she struggled to breathe. She gulped the cake feverishly and begged, "Oh, god, more, ***ing more, oh *** stuff me,please!"
He pushed another large handful in her mouth. The cock sank even deeper. She felt the luxurious stretch from her favorite toy. "Oh ***,oh ***,oh ***, more cake, more!" He shoved the last of the cake in her mouth in one huge handful. He packed her cheeks with his fingers then pushed her onto the cock until it's full length was inside her. She moaned loudly through her nose.
"Now start ***ing yourself, you ***ing feedee pig-whore."
She began to rock back and forth, feeling the rubber cock slide in and out: Deep. shallow. deep. shallow. shallow. shallow. deep. deep. deep. "Oh god, please d-don't s-stop feeding me," her distended belly wobbled and shook and lightly brushed the floor as she rammed her wide bottom against the wall where the cock was anchored. Deep. shallow. deep. deep. shallow. In the near total darkness she heard the rustle of cardboard and cellophane. "Oh shit, I ***ing love donuts," she panted. His laugh came again from the pitch black.
"Open up, lard ass."
She opened and he shoved ¾ of a donut in her mouth. The sugar melted, her throat burned slightly, her cheeks puffed with food and her belly stretched. God, I hope this never ends, she thought.