Chapter 5 - tallying up the numbers

As Taylor lay back in her chair, thick and fattening eggnog flowing into her mouth, she began to touch her self. She kept her eyes closed and imagined herself growing bigger and bigger.

She noticed a control for the flow on the left hand arm rest. She turned it up to the maximum for the last bit of fluid and made herself climax as she felt the intensity increase.

She removed the tube from her mouth and slowly dosed off to sleep feeling drowsy, stuffed, and satisfied.

She awoke feeling just wonderful. She gazed over at the clock and saw that two hours had passed and it was early afternoon.

She gazed back down at the left hand arm rest and saw a small button that said "Mike." She pushed it and a minute later the door opened.

A large serving cart entered the room with Mike pushing it from behind. It looked like a massive lunch buffet.

"Did you have a nice nap sweetie," Mike said as he entered the room.

"Oh my god yes, I feel amazing," Taylor said as she looked up at him with a big smile. "And you read my mind! My liquid breakfast was delightful, but a lunch buffet is just about the best thing I could imagine right now."

"I do have to get up for a minute, Taylor said," as she frowned at Mike.

"Nonsense," said Mike, "why would you want to do that?"

"Well, when you eat delicious food around the clock, you kind of have to use the bathroom more often."

"Mike approached the chair and pulled two more tubes from the floor up to Taylor. "We have a solution," he said.

Taylor was confused, "and how the heck is that going to work?"

"Trust me, I designed the whole thing based on medical guidelines. I know it's awkward, but how does not having to get out of your chair before a delicious meal sound?"

You've got a point, I don't think I've ever been more comfortable in my life, let's do it," Taylor said as she turned over on her side.

Mike put on latex gloves and inserted both the tubes into Taylor. It was a perfectly clean process and the tubes were concealed discretely through holes beneath the chair. They were not translucent so neither of them would have to even think about her using the bathroom, it would just happen quietly without Mike ever knowing.

It provided Taylor with instant relief, "oh my God that is amazing, what an awesome friggin idea!"

"Now, let's get down to business," she said as she pointed towards the serving cart.

Mike pushed the cart up to Taylor. "Ok so let's start with a light lunch and see how you do," Mike quipped.

"Three quarter pound cheeseburgers, A whole bbq chicken, a half pound of pulled pork, 5 bratwursts, curly fries, onion rings, and a glass of heavy cream to wash it down," Mike said excitedly.

"Awesome, I am starved!" Taylor said, "and....what's the final number?"

"Well," Mike paused, "I cooked everything in lard and measured out as much fattening ingredients as I could. This is just a tad over 8,000 calories."

"OK, that's not bad," Taylor nodded. "So if I'm a good little piggy do I get a treat at the end?"

"That I can promise you," Mike said as he lifted the first forkful of pulled pork to Taylor's mouth. She clapped her hands with excitement as she chewed the first bite.

Mike turned on one of the flat screens and they watched the cooking channel as Taylor ate. She commented on things she liked and Mike took a mental note to make them for her at a later time.

Taylor loved the feeling of being treated like an absolute queen. She stared at the TV while each forkful was brought to her lips. Sometimes morsels of food would fall down onto her breasts or onto the floor. She paid no attention though, as she decided this was Mike's job to clean up later.

As she approached the end of the meal, she began to slow her pace. She felt somewhat full, but was by no means stuffed. Her jaw was tired from working so hard and she looked forward to whatever liquid desert awaited her a few minutes from now.

She finished the last few bites and Mike slapped the side of her belly gently. They both looked down and watched it ripple beautifully.

Mike wiped Taylor's mouth and cleaned up any food that had fallen on her chest or on the floor.

"So," she said as she looked up at him with a sexy look, "I have to ask, what's for desert?"

"Oh my, you are such a greedy little piggy aren't you?"

"The greediest," Taylor said with a big smile.

"How does 10,000 calories of triple thick vanilla milkshake sound," said Mike as he held one of the tubes in his hand. "I have to go stop by the office for a bit, but that should give you some time to finish this little snack before dinner.

Taylor frowned, "work? Really?"

"I know, I already hate leaving this room, even for a moment, but I have some great news!"

"My business partner and I have spent the last several months getting ready to sell the company. We are about to go public on Monday."

"Oh my God that's awesome, so what does that mean?" Taylor said excitedly.

"Well, we have built this thing from the ground up over the last ten years. We moved it to New York with our existing client base and it continued to grow. We could literally sell this thing for over a billion dollars."

"A billion dollars!?" Taylor's greedy eyes lit up. "I'll never have to say no to anything, ever again!"

"Yes, exactly sweetie, once I sell this thing, it's just you and me. I promise, you will never want for anything."

"Well," Taylor said, "wanting more and more is a good thing, not getting it is what's bad."

"That's a good point," Mike said as he rubbed her belly, then so be it, you will get anything and everything you want, I promise."

"I want you," she said, "and I want you now!"

Mike ripped his clothes off and began kissing Taylor like crazy. He suckled on her huge breasts and she moaned wildly. He adjusted the chair so that she was leaned all the way back horizontally. He lifted her fat heavy legs up and placed them on his shoulders. He then entered her with deep thrusts. He placed his hands on her massively stuffed belly. He could feel it stretched by all of its contents.

They made passionate love for what seemed like an hour. They both climaxed intensely as Taylor gave one last incredibly loud moan. Mike loved nothing more than to hear that sound, as it came from such an insatiable girl.

Taylor lay back exhausted, her face was flushed. They both just stared at each other for several minutes trying to catch their breath.

Mike pulled up a chair next to her recliner. He rubbed her sweaty distended belly.

"A billion dollars," Taylor said slowly.

"Yup," Mike said smiling back at her.

"There's going to be no stopping us babe," she continued while staring at the ceiling. "I'll be the fattest woman in history and you'll be the epic feeder that got me there. It sounds so poetic." Taylor rubbed her belly as she lay there completely nude.

"God babe, you're turning me on again, and I have to go to work. Dammit," Mike said with a coy look on his face.

He slowly placed the feeding tube in her mouth. He turned on the flow from the arm rest and Taylor quickly looked up to watch the heavy milkshake run up to the ceiling and down to her mouth.

She then touched a few buttons and adjusted the chair back to a reclined sitting position so the liquid could enter her belly more comfortably . Mike dimmed the lights and put some relaxing music on.

Taylor waved goodbye to Mike as he opened the door to leave. She then placed her right hand on top of her huge belly and closed her eyes.

Leaving that room was the last thing Mike ever wanted to do, but he knew he had to for now. As he entered the elevator the headed down to the street, he thought to himself, "I better get back quickly to start cooking dinner."