chapter 1 - daydreaming on a long walk home

*Warning* - Strong sexual content, occasional flatulence and strong language. Nothing is sugarcoated here, except those tasty treats...
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Paul had nearly finished his walkaround check of the factory before locking up to go home when his phone started ringing

"Hello
Yes, speaking.
Right...Oh god, is she okay?!
I..I can't believe it. Ok i'm leaving for the hospital right now, i'll be there as soon as I can."

Paul rushed to lockup the main door at the front of the factory, got in his car and sped off to the hospital. During the panic of the moment Paul had completely forgotten about the small door at the side of the factory. The door was left propped open just slightly so a certain employee could slip outside for a cigarette break during their shift.

Christie stumbled down the road from the bar which she'd been drinking at with some friends for the last few hours. She had planned on getting a taxi, however when she got to the taxi rank it turned out the only taxi available was the one driven by that creepy guy from before that she really didn't like. She decided it wasn't that far and with the way he was acting last time she was probably safer walking alone, despite her apartment being about 2 miles away on the other side of town. She made her way round the corner and down the street where she became distracted by one of the many local kebab shops still open this time of night. Almost immediately she felt a starving feeling in her stomach as the smell lured her closer. As she reached the front of the brightly lit fast food shop her eyes caught sight of the slimy but deliciously fattening kebab meat rotating around through the window which proved plenty convincing enough for her to stop in and get herself something to satisfy her grumbling belly, after all she needed some sustinance for the long walk home right?

"I'll have 2 large doner kebabs with fries, no salad.
Thanks"

Christie wasn't the salad type, and you could probably guess that from looking at her. She was quite a big girl these days weighing around 300lbs, but she was also a very pretty girl too. She had wavy blonde hair normally down to her boobs, but she had decided to wear it up in a bun tonight. She had big blue eyes, dimples in her round cheeks and perfectly plump lips that most women would kill for. When she was in her teens she was blessed with a tight hour glass shape that could grab any guys attention. Nowadays at the age of 25 and after a few years of heavy overindulgence she was over twice the size. She still held most of her weight top and bottom although her round tummy was noticeably catching up with her huge FF boobs and her big shelf of an ass. She had a generous amount of fat around her love handles which flowed perfectly into her wide hips. Her gigantic butt was clearly the destination of a lot of her body's fat along with her super thick thighs. Looking at her dimensions and with her insatiable appetite, Christie would have had an enormous belly by now had it not been for her weight filling out her other assets so much.

Tonight she had chosen to wear a dark blue skirt which hugged her large curves nicely and pulled tightly across her ever growing midsection. Unsurprisingly, despite the strectchy fabric, the skirt was becoming increasingly harder to zip up lately and the zipper wasn't quite able to make it to the very top. On her top half she wore a red blouse, also very tight around her massive breasts, of which there were plenty on show. The buttons strained to keep her chest covered, she would never have buttoned it up earlier without having to breath in and squash her huge melons together. Had it not been for her skirt being high waisted, her belly would have stuck out a good couple of inches below the stretched fabric of the undersized top. She finished off her outfit with some red suede heels, the heels were about 3 inches and really did help accentuate her incredible round ass and her thick thighs. After trying on her favourite old black lacey french knickers she realised they now cut into her soft flabby hips so much they started to become very uncomfortable and they seemed to be disappearing further up her fat ass every time she squeezed them on, so much so they looked practically like a thong now. So after arguing with herself about it and maybe one too many pre-drinks she had taken them off and was risking it by going commando. I mean who could see up her skirt anyway with those thick thighs touching together all the way down to her knees.

She drunkenly stuffed the fries and greasy kebab meat into her mouth as she wandered down an alleyway that lead out of town. Christie didn't have the best sense of direction, she assumed this way was in the rough direction of her apartment. After longer than she expected she emerged in an industrial estate. 'Hmm this isn't the right road to mine, is it?' She thought as she finished scoffing her food and shoved the empty container in a bin conveniently next to her. 'It must be down the end of this road where it cuts through to the estate...' she thought, practically making it up as she was going and hoping for the best. She burped loudly, the kebab meat had gone down too easily and she found herself still feeling a bit hungry, regretting not buying herself a burger or pizza as well. Christie carried on walking for what seemed like ages. Her fat legs were getting tired by this point having to carry all her weight this far and whilst wearing those heels too.

What was keeping her going and half distracted from her unknown surroundings was that throughout most of her walk Christie had been daydreaming, reliving the events of last weekend in her head. There she was in her favourite bar where she found herself being chatted up by two handsome men she'd not seen before. They didn’t seem like locals and she would later find out they were just staying the weekend here, presumably on business. The men were very smooth and came across very admiring of her, crucially without coming on too strong. She began to realise that both of them clearly loved larger girls, judging by how their eyes absorbed every inch of her voluptuous curves all night. Christie couldn’t deny or hide the fact she loved all the attention, and pulling two men only fed her ego. After plenty of drinks and ever increasing flirty conversation she soon found herself arriving at their expensive looking luxury hotel room. Now at this point I should mention that theres two things Christie loves most. One is getting stuffed with tasty food until she can barely move, which these days always tends to get her turned on and very wet. The other is getting stuffed by a big c*ck. Not only did she find herself with two young studs eager to be inside her, she'd soon find out these mysterious men were keen feeders and were all too eager to have fun stuffing her belly silly with treats first. She’d barely sat down on the bed and already they were on the phone ordering plates of all sorts of rich and fattening food up to their room. They then proceeded to fill Christie up with almost all of it, never letting her raise a finger herself. By midnight she was in a daze, stuffed silly and in total ecstasy as they had their way with her into the early hours of the morning. She climaxed countless times, as her legs shook and she'd lose control she would find herself squirting uncontrollably, practically soaking the egyptian cotton bedsheets. Afterwards Christie had completely crashed out from all the food and the many intense orgasms and awoke in the morning alone in the hotel room. She was amazed at the amount of dirty plates and bowls piled up on the counter and on a waiters trolley next to the bed, 'did all that food really all go into my belly? Oh my god, what a pig!' She looked down at her expansive midsection and it was clear she had consumed all that food. Her tummy was huge and clearly still swollen as it sat heavily on top of her thick thighs, even just moving felt like she was shifting more weight on her large frame than before. After being distracted by last nights gluttonous antics and her increasingly fat body she suddenly noticed a note by the side of the bed.

'We had to catch a flight, i've paid up so just let yourself out when you're ready.

P.S you were incredible last night ;)
R & S.'

After what was probably one of the best nights of her life, Christie couldn't help but feel gutted that she was unlikely to see her two admirers again, or experience anything like that night again either. If she could she’d happily do that every day. Neither of them had left their number or anything so she had no hope of contacting them. The memory of that night gave her plenty to masturbate to throughout the week but it only made her even more sexually frustrated in the long run. She still felt down that she had no one reliable to satisfy all her sexual desires in both stuffing her fat belly and f*cking her senseless. Combining the two gave her the most powerful and unforgettable orgasms. These days it was difficult, keeping her sexual fantasies a secret so she could live a relatively normal life meant hardly anyone knew what she was really like and so attracting a like-minded lover seemed almost impossible. Rather than moping about at home though she decided she would go out tonight anyway and try and have some fun, still with a glint of optimism.

Christie had always had a high sex drive, her friends often joking she was a nymphomaniac, but infact it was no joke. However, she was never originally a stuffer or feedee, that was until she met her ex Jason. He seemed a nice guy at first, handsome, charismatic and with a great sense of humour, naturally they got on like a house on fire. However, it turned out he was a secret feeder and a very persuasive guy, his endless charm meant he would always get what he wanted. After she was shown his fantasies one day her life all changed from there.