Chapter 1 - arrival

Late in the night a young man knocked on the door of the village's Pub. The mistress opened although she just closed. „Please, I've nowhere to go and it's freezing cold. Would you be so kind to let me in and stay for the night?“, the young man begged. She looked at his ragged clothes and his skinny appearance and didn't think twice. „Come in, my poor boy, come on in!“ She let him through to the main house behind the Pub, telling him he arrived just to the right time as she and her husband are also the caterers for all events in this area and she was preparing a big amount of rich food from which he could feast if he likes.

His clothes were all wet and ruined, so she first gave him some warm clothes of her son which he left behind when he moved out. She then let him sit at the big kitchen table and told him to tug in to whatever he sees and likes and don't hesitate to refill until he would be fully satisfied and fed up. The woman had a kind voice and the young man was like talked into a trance. When he started on the food he couldn't stop himself but rushed from one plate to the other – Pasta, creme soups, Sushi, Pizza, bread, all kind of cheese and sausages, fat fish, fried food, Tapas, Chicken Wings, wraps – after a while the woman heard a satisfied burp behind a big moutain of plates and smirked to herself. It has always been like that, whatever she told and wanted the listener to believe – he or she would and would feel as if her words would be their own wish or thought from the deep of their hearts. „What were you saying, my dear?“ „I'm sorry, madam. I shouldn't forget my manners and I fear I've overstrained your hospitality. I've just never eaten this good in my live. I've lived in an orphanage til some days ago when they kicked me out, saying I am old enough to care for my own and threatening me to never come back again. I ran with fear, never liked it there and always was tired and hungry but at least had a roof I could get under at night. I am lost, I don't know this area.“ Her smile brightened. „My poor boy. No one should be lonely, tired and hungry. It seems you never were in the luck of being well fed, loved and cared for. This will change today. My husband and I will be a family for you. You will meet him tomorrow, he's with the mayor today. We are a village of many kind people but the houses are all hidden in this wood and behind the fields. It will be nice to have you around, since our son has left it has gotten a bit quiet in the house. I've made a big warm chocolate cake for you while you were having dinner. Have dessert and then a warm hot bath. I will help you relax from your journey and then off to bed for you to get some nice sleep!“

He eyed the cake with an aching but longing look, feeling already a tightness in his stomach from this unforseened feast. But then the woman stand behind his chair, massaging his shoulders, rubbing his stomach a bit and his arms and he started on the cake. It was delicious, a taste no one could imagine in his dreams. He couldn't eat fast enough and shovelled in with both hands and getting deep down to it with his head to shorten the way to his mouth. When he got slower because of the fulness and drowsy from all the stuffing she rubbed his little foodtummy and fed him the rest of the cake. He was smeared all over with chocolate and other food when she helped him get up and on to the bathroom. There she asked him to undress and let in the water. A little feeling of uncomfort started in his mind when he was asked to undress while she was in the room. She noticed and said: „It's all right, my dear, nothing I haven't already seen, after all, you feel like a son to me. The feeling drowned again and he got on and sank into the bathtub. She rubbed his back at first and then told him to lay down and hold on to the bathtub with his hands. He did and closed his eyes, drowsy by all the food and the warmth.

She washed his body getting further and further down, rubbing his stomach again and he started to get hard in this food coma. She reached for his cock and laughed quietly, happy about the evening. Her husband came in when the young man was shortly about to cum. She signed him to stay quiet and let the young man cum and fall to sleep than whispered the summary of the evening in his ear. He was fascinated and rushed forward to help her getting the young man out of the bathtub and into his bed. Then they let him be for the moment and rested, too.