Chapter 6

That was something that the feeders didn’t have to be told twice. They all hugged Judy – not nearly reaching half way around her – and enjoyed to be pressed against her fat paunch and to touch the juicy fat rolls on her back.

“Now let’s try it” Judy said.

Jake prepared the scale and with heavy wobbling steps Judy stepped on it. For a few very long seconds the display showed only three dots. And then the number appeared: 575 pounds. The guys screamed! Judy was speechless. 575 lbs! She had not realized that she was gaining so damn fast! But then she was filled with pride!

She padded her hanging belly, making it jiggle and yelled "Now look at me! Am I a diligent girl or what?”

She stroke a few poses while still standing on the scale and padded and grabbed parts of her body to make them wobble. The guys liked the show but it didn’t last too long! After a minute Judy fell heavily on the couch; sweating, huffing and puffing.

“Ok, boys……all that weighing´ made……me hungry!” She grabbed her belly with both hands, lifted it a few inches, kneaded it and let it fall back on her thighs. That sent several waves over her entire body. “You won’t leave me with……a skin-and-bone-body ….like this, will you? Now come on and ……stuff me until I can’t move a muscle!” And so they did ………

That night Judy had a strange dream. It consisted of just a few strange pictures. Judy saw soft flesh, curves, folds, rolls….. And then she woke up. Judy did her best to make the new scale not useless! Now that she knew, how fast she could gain, she tried to gain even faster to break her record. She ate incredible huge amounts of food. She was stuffed all day long and when she went to sleep she sometimes couldn’t walk to her bed because she was just too full. And so she grew. She grew so fast that they all decided to buy her only stretchy clothes, because she outgrew the others too fast. And even the stretch clothes would not fit very long.

Another four months later was another special day for Judy. She woke up on the couch – she had been too stuffed to waddle to her bed once more the night before. As she lay on the couch – wearing only her oversize bra - her body flowed over the edges of the couch. She rolled around to bring herself into a sitting position. She scratched her navel, which was no simple task for her. Her belly was so huge, that she could hardly reach her navel with her arms. At that time she was so fat, that her belly nearly touched the floor while she was sitting on the couch. The night before she had been weighed again and the scale showed incredible 746 pounds. As she sat there and tried to get awake she felt already hungry. She smelled the breakfast from the kitchen but had to go to the bathroom first. She collected her strength and rocked forward to stand up……and fell heavily back on the couch, wobbling all over. A little confused she tried it again, with more swing, but fell back again. She tried a third and a fourth time until she was completely covered with sweat. While she was catching her breath she remembered, that over the last weeks she had never stood up alone. There always were people around her helping her to get up. And suddenly it hit her like the thunder:

She finally had become too fat to stand up on her own!

There she sat, totally delighted about her body. But she still had to go to the bathroom. So she called for Jake and David who were running to her immediately.

“Boys, you have to help me stand up! I really am too fat to do it on my own now! Isn’t that great?”

The boys looked happy and worried as well. “Congratulations, Judy! But…What will you do now? It is a big step for you! Do you really want to continue?”

Judy looked confused. “And what if I do? Would you stay here to help me?”

“Of course we would!”

“Then I don’t understand, why you are asking such stupid questions! It is just starting to get interesting now! Of course I will continue to gain!”

The boys smiled and each one grabbed one of Judy’s pudgy hands and they heaved Judy from the couch.

“Thank you!” she said watching the boys sweat. “You better get used to that kind of weightlifting, ´cause I won’t get any lighter!”

She smiled and waddled to the bathroom. The boys watched her huge legs jiggle with each of her small steps. Those legs now had lost all of her form. They didn’t look like human legs any more; they were just a huge collection of fat cellulite sacks, rolls and folds. Her gigantic wobbling ass was hanging halfway over her thighs. On top of her ass cheeks lay a stack of three fat rolls, each one as thick as Jakes thighs.

When she reached the door she turned her head and said: “I also don’t think that I am able to stand up from the toilet.” She blushed a bit. “You will have to help me there as well.”

She waddled through the bathroom door, which was an event as well. Her ass, hips and belly had become so wide, that she filled the doorway completely. She had to turn a bit to the side and push herself through; rubbing her ass and belly on the wall. As she sat there on the toilet – her ass was more than twice as wide as the toilet and hung down to each side - she thought about herself: There she was. An 18 year old girl, weighing about 750 lbs. and being fattened without stop by at least 40 people. Too fat to stand up alone and soon too fat to fit through doors. But still wanting to grow even more, to become even fatter. Was that normal? No! It wasn’t! But she didn’t care! She didn’t care what consequences it will bring, as long as she could enjoy even more of her fat body. The joy that her wobbling and growing body gave her was so strong, that it eliminated all kinds of worry or fear. All she wanted to do was to make her body grow even more, to become even fatter and fatter. She had no idea how fat she wanted to get; she just knew, that she had to get a lot fatter. And now there was one other thing: She had experienced the feeling of becoming immobile! There was no stopping her now. The imagination of herself being too fat to do anything was an incredible turn on for her.