Chapter 1

It had all happened so fast.

After I signed the papers I was escorted almost immediately into the bowls of the facility. I felt my body begin to shiver uncontrollably as the cold air of the long hallways licked at my slender form.

We passed through a pair of double doors into a warmly lift room with one enormous, pod-like bed at its center. It was a hollow elliptical semicircle, with a lushly padded inside, tubes and tanks ran down from its belly into the floor.

One wall was covered in monitors that held various data displays. In one I could see my own face, sharp chin and hollow cheeks making me look like a high fashion model. Next to that image was one of my naked body. Perky breasts stood out from a slender rib cage, my belly dipped in at my waist, and my hips flared out slightly just below my belly button. Seeing my slight form displayed so clearly made my entire mind hum with anticipation.

I was nearly panting as they began hooking me into the machine. The restraints weren't tight but I could tell I didn't have the strength to pull out of them. I thought about how they wouldn't be loose for much longer and shuddered violently.

I opened my mouth to voice second thoughts and a tech gripped my chin, held my jaw open and softly slid a small tube down my throat. I gagged a little bit, but in a moment it was over, and I was left to stare numbly at the feed line.

I heard a voice to my right that pulled me from my reverie.

“Hello ms. Grace, my name is Dr. Tel, I will be your personal physician for the duration of your stay”

I turned my head to look at the person that stood beside my pod.

They had high cheek bones, long hair tucked behind their ears, slender intelligent fingers, deep sad eyes. They were of no determinate gender, almost elfen in their appearance, beyond gorgeous.

I sat before them, bound and small, crying softly, a feeding tube crawling out of my mouth.

I tried to respond but I could only force a small moan out around the tube.

“No need to speak ms. Grace, everything you needed to do was squared away in the waiting room” they said softly, “Your only job now is to relax”

I felt panic and excitement wash over me in waves, my heart raced and my eyes began to dart from side to side, desperately searching for a way out.

A panel beeped on the wall and Dr. Tell tisked lightly under their breath, they went to the control panel on my pod and pressed a number of keys, all at once my body relaxed and my mind became pliable.

“We can’t start with the program while you are all worked up like that ms. Grace, We will have to maintain your adrenal levels for you until you can regulate your responses again.”

The doctor reached down and put a hand on my arm, brushing the IV that was no doubt carrying calming drugs to my stress-addled brain at that very moment.

“I know this can be hard to accept,” they said gently, “but you want this, we made very sure of that, what you are feeling now is just a natural panic response.”

“There will be no coming back from this” I thought as the final few senseless tears rolled down my sculpted cheeks.

Dr. Tell pressed another button on the machine and a line of fluid began making its way up the tube towards my mouth. I tried to pull back but in my softened state all I succeeded in doing was leaning my head back against the pillowed expanse of the pod.

Its walls rose up around me as I lay dainty in its center. It felt huge, like an oversized bathtub or a curved king size mattress. I felt tiny, cradled in the perfectly contoured impression.

I looked back to the tube in time to see the line of liquid pass my lips and then it was inside me.

I closed my eyes as my small belly began filling.

A minute went by and my small tummy began feeling full, a minute more and I was stuffed, a minute after that I was aching, a minute after that I was more full that I had ever risked making myself on my own.

Without the sedatives I’m sure I would be a breathless, cramping mess, doubled over in pain. Instead I am completely senseless.

The immense, unstoppable fullness of my belly holds me to the cushions of the pod. My eyes roll back in my head and I gurgle a moan around the tube.

At once the pressure stops and Dr. Tell is at my side, softly rubbing my distended belly.

“We have sedative and muscle relaxants mixed into the solution” they say reassuringly “You won’t any discomfort beyond what might coincide with your pleasure response”

At the mention of pleasure I feel a startling arousal pierce the drug induced fog. I buck my hips once before the weight of my belly drags me back down.

Tell brushes my hair back from my sweating face and places their hand under the swell of my belly.

Looking me in the eyes they say “You have over 5000 calories of solution inside you right now ms. Grace, the digestive aids will begin working immediately to enable your system to break down the dose, and our hormonal triggers will instruct your body to store it as fat.”

“In approximately four hours your stomach will be empty and you will be ready for another dose.”

My eyelids fluttered and I began to feel myself losing consciousness, my body devoting all its energy to the task it had been chemically instructed to complete

The last thing I saw was Dr. Tell standing above me, smiling softly and taking their hands from my head.