chapter 8

When the 12 hours were up and my three days of extreme gaining had finished, I was pretty much immobile. The only reason I could still walk was because i had gained so fast that I still had all my muscles. They would of course deteriorate overtime and I'd be bed bound but for now, my husband watched me struggle.

I had gained another 96lbs, leaving me at a weight of 712lbs. I was beyond obese and bigger than anyone I'd ever seen in my entire life.

I was sitting on the couch as my huge belly covered my legs and rested on the floor. My knees had disappeared under three layers of fat. My arms had their own rolls and I had lost my elbows completely. I haven't seen myself in the mirror for 12hrs. My husband made me wait.

He came over with a huge grin.

"Come on then, let's get you up."

I couldn't get up myself when I was sitting, I was just too huge and I almost took up most of the couch as it creaked under my weight. It took four attempts until I was on my feet and to my husbands delight, my belly slapped against the floor, covering my legs and feet completely.

He stood back and watched me take one step. My entire body erupted with waves of jiggling fat. I was absolutely huge.

I had to almost kick my belly to get it to move with me as it trailed against the ground.

When I reached the mirror, I couldn't believe that was me staring back. I thought back to being skinny which was only three days ago.

I had a defined jawline which was now covered in a huge layer of triple fat chins. My collarbones were defined but now, there was nothing but fat all over my upper body. I had skinny arms that were now as big as my husbands waist. They barely even looked like arms, the only thing giving them away was the chubby hand poking out at the bottom. I used to have a flat and toned stomach. Now, I had almost four gigantic rolls that probably weighed 200lbs alone as my belly rested against the floor. I used to have a thigh gap, now my legs were as wide as the door and rubbed together no matter how wide apart I got them.

I was so big.

"Do you like being my fat obese pig?" My husband asked and stood next to me. He looked tiny compared to me.

"Honestly" I said and felt my chins jiggle. "I couldn't imagine what it would be like to get so fat and wide. I never thought I'd ever get this big or ever struggle to walk because of my weight. I never thought my belly would cover my lap or trail against the floor. I weigh over seven hundred pounds."

It was finally sinking in that I was going to be this fat for the rest of my life.

"You're amazing" My husband said and slid a hand into one of my fat rolls. "I've fantasised about you being this fat for years. Now look at you, grunting just by trying to sit up because you're such a fat piggy. I wouldn't have you any other way."

He gave me a warm kiss and took my hand.

"This will probably be the last time you can get upstairs" He smirked and bent down to pick up the bottom of my huge belly.

He struggled to place it on the first step as I gripped the banister and lifted a very heavy and fat leg. He watched as my bum and all my rolls jiggled while I heaved myself up the stairs. I could feel the sweat dripping into my rolls and down my forehead.

We had to work as a team. He lifted my belly and dropped it on each step as I used all my strengths to take another step.

When we were at the top, I was so thankful that I never had to go up or down them ever again while I waddled towards the door. I was twice the size of it as I turned and tried to squeeze through.

My bum and belly pressed right up against it as I wiggled and heaved but I got stuck. My husband was so excited to watch me because I was too fat to get through.

"Help" I breathed. "I can't- I can't get through." I was so out of breath.

We then worked as a team again while he pushed against me and I tried pulling my belly through.

We eventually did it but I was so tired, I immediately went over and sat on the huge bed. My husband watched as my apron belly didn't even reveal my legs, it just layed on the floor. I was sweating so bad but he came over with a twinkle in his eye and helped me get on the bed properly.

My back rested against the headboard while my legs seperated and let my belly spill out all over the place. I almost took up the whole bed. My husband sat down and pressed into my belly. He looked so satisfied with my gain and I knew he'd look at me with that amount of pleasure for the rest of my life.

"Now that you're pretty much immobile" He said and looked me in the eye. "Why don't we get another pill?"

I raised my eyebrows as my huge belly raised up and down from my breathing.

"But then I wouldn't even be able to move. I'd gain twice the amount and my belly would cover the whole bed for sure."

"Exactly" He grinned and climbed on top of me. "I know you can get fatter and I want you to."

I realised that I had no say in the matter but I've loved gaining over these three days. I'm immobile now so why not gain some more?

"How fast can the pill get here?" I asked.