Chapter 1

He woke up in a bed with his hands and feet secured by cuffs and his head immobilized by something he couldn't see. It was dark. He could hear a small machine nearby. Something was in his nose and throat that felt like a tube and his first thought was that he had had an accident but he wasn't in a hospital. He felt doped and his stomach felt full and uncomfortable. He wanted to look around but couldn't move and found himself falling back to sleep.

The room was lighter when he woke again but he still felt dopey and drained of energy. Then he noticed her standing there, smiling.

"How are we doing sleeping beauty?" she said.

"What happened?" he croaked.

"You weren't following the rules, so I took matters into my own hands," she smiled, " and you are doing so much better now!" She patted his belly that felt incredibly full. His mind reeled trying to comprehend.

Reading his drugged confusion, she went on. "I was working so hard at getting you gain weight and you just kept exercising after my asking you to stop for only six weeks. It wasn't going to kill you if you did, but you kept it up thinking I wouldn't notice. That and you kept seeing her after I'd asked you to stop. So I came up with a plan that would put you exactly where I wanted you and transform you into the companion I desire -- happy, docile and obedient, and completely dependent on me for all your needs, physical, emotional... everything!"

"So, as a way of making you more docile and obedient, we're taking away your choices. One of those is how you look; instead of an athletic physique you will have one that will make you less energetic and a lot less interesting to others and one that is suited to complete leisure and pleasure. In fact, that's all you'll be able to do when we are finished with your physical transformation. But I'm hoping before then, your mental transformation will leave you wanting that and nothing more."

"See, you're way too intellectual and self-willed to be my companion. Both of those things are going to go away, making you a happy, docile and obedient little companion. Well, not little! In fact you are going to be large, very large. You are going to be so fat there will be nothing that you can do without my help except maybe sleep. And you will be quite happy that way."

"You can't do this," he said as he feebly tried to struggle against the restraints.

She smiled and nodded sympathetically. "Don’t be pathetic. It's for your own good, my sweet. Over the next few months I think that you will change your mind about it. In fact, I foresee you becoming quite addicted to the attention you will get by cooperating. All of the delicious rewards you'll be getting for just lying around eating, being lazy and getting nice and fat."

"As I said, you don't have a choice; the process has already started. I've been tube feeding you around the clock for ten days now and you're developing a tummy and are getting softer all over! It's delicious to see my efforts starting to bear fruit." She caressed his rounded belly and moved her hand down between his legs. " I think it's time you had a little pleasure as reward for your recent progress..."

He tried to not enjoy her manipulations by thinking of anything that would squelch his physical reaction. But it stimulated his body so well and so much he found himself carried away by an intense orgasm that left him exhausted. He soon fell back asleep and dreamt of eating and being full. Far too full.