chapter 1

She was wheezing hard, the act of going up the stairs almost too much for her. She was sweating profusely, her head was spinning, and her legs were violently shaking. There’s no way she could go down the hall and escape before he got back.

She can’t even remember how she got here. She met him off feabie, they went on a few dates and everything was going great. She was a feedee, he was a feeder, and they had a very good relationship so far.

One day, he tied her down in their feeding room near the basement, and fed and fucked her all night long. It was pure bliss, but when the morning came, he didn’t untie her. No, he just kept pouring thick shakes filled with god knows what down her throat. Even when she begged him to let her go, he’d just keep pouring more heart stopping junk down the tube. He made sure she was always pleasured sexually, and this kept her mind off of her increasingly dire situation. Surely this was only going to last a few days at most????

It lasted for almost a year. In this year, she had gained almost 300 pounds, bringing her over 600. She both loved and hated it, always begging him to let her go outside, or possibly leave. He’d shut her up with a cupcake being stuffed in her mouth and a hand reaching between the rolls on her inner thighs.

Today, he’d left her restraints undone, surprisingly. She doesn’t know what made her get up, but she decided now was her only chance to get out of this. She’d struggled for almost 20 minutes trying to get out of the large bed, and then came the difficult part.
Going up the stairs.
She’d always had wide hips, and now both sides of her were touching the walls going up the stairs. By the time she had made it to the top, she was sure she was going to have a heart attack.

She didn’t know where he was, but it didn’t matter now. She had to get to the front door. The hall was wider here, making her lean to one side just to rest every few steps. She HAD to keep moving, and she started moving again.
“Where’re you going, baby girl?”
Her blood froze solid. He was standing at the end of the hall, by the front door. Completely naked, and holding a large chocolate bar.
“J-j-just wanting t-to walk around.” She stammered.
He walked slowly towards her, a sinister smile on his face.
“Walking isn’t good for you, sweetheart. It burns too many calories,”and at this moment, he was standing in front of her, “and we don’t want you wasting away.” He hammed half the bar into her mouth, the sudden shock frightening her but also activating the well trained response she had to food in her mouth. She began chewing furiously.
“You look really tired, baby girl. You can lean on me if you need to.” He grabbed her closer to him, his rock hard penis indenting itself into her lower belly, while he held up nearly 600 pounds of dead weight.
“Honey,” she began, “I’m getting really fat. I don’t know if I can-“ He jammed more chocolate into her mouth. “Baby girl,” he said with his mouth right next to her ear, “you’re far too skinny. I think we should go back down stairs and try to fix that.” She doesn’t know what came over her, but she began to ravenously eat the rest of the chocolate, even licking the smudges of it off of her feeders fingers.
“That’s right baby girl, eat all you want. I’ll make sure once we get back downstairs that you won’t worry about walking again.”
She began to follow him back to the stairs, terrified and internally screaming at herself. She knew if she went back down there she’d never come back up again.
He produced another chocolate bar from the kitchen, and fed it to her as she headed back downstairs. She was addicted to him, and to the food. She couldn’t resist him.