His prized possession - v2

chapter 1

23 year old Lacy watched her neighbours from her window. The neighbours had a daughter her age, and the daughter and her friends were swimming in the pool. It was a hot August day and Lacy wished she could be out enjoying the weather and getting a tanned.

Instead she was inside her dark home, while her boyfriend, Ted, was suppose to be coming home soon from work. All she had was the tv, and her only comfort, food.

She took her pasty fingers and ate more chips and drank her pop. Ted would be home soon and he would bring fried chicken home. That’s what he did every Friday, he called Fridays Fried Chicken Fridays.

2 years ago, Lacy, a slim, strong athletic college student had fallen in love with Ted, 2 years old then her, and who sat behind her in calculus. 5 months into their relationship, Ted had told Lacy he was a feeder, and asked if Lacy would be his feedee. Lacy embraced being his feedee, after years growing up watching her weight, so she could participate in sports, wear cute clothes, and hang with her friends. But now, she wasn’t so sure she liked the feedee’s life.

She readjusted her position on the couch. She looked sadly at her blubbery body and knew before she could go swimming she’d have to lose weight so she’d look decent in a bathing suit. No one piece suit could cover her stomach and a two piece would get covered by her layers of fat. Ted told her. She wasn’t sure how much she weighed but she knew it was under 300lbs. Ted told her that too.


Suddenly she heard the door open in their 1 story home.

“Jiggly-belly, I’m home”, Ted called out. It was a pet nickname.

Lacy smelled the chicken from the hall.

Ted came in with 3 buckets of fried chicken, 3 containers of mash potatoes, 3 containers of Mac n Cheese, 3 2L of pop, 12 bread rolls, and
3 pans of brownies.

“How was your day?” He asked, setting everything on the coffee table.

“It was same old,” Lacy said. She reached for a chicken but her big belly got in the way. Ted passed a chicken to his girlfriend

“Ted, I feel like I’m getting bigger,” Lacy said nervously. “My stomach seems bigger and so does everything else.”

“Are your clothes getting tighter?” Ted asked.

“No”

“Then you’re fine. It must be your imagination,” Ted said. What he had not been telling his girlfriend was that he was replacing her clothes with larger ones. He wanted to make Lacy round and immobile.

Lacy nodded, believing him.


While lost in thoughts Lacy mindlessly at the food. Ted rubbed her belly, "massaging," he would say. To make room for more food to settle in. Every day he ate less than Lacy, but it was because she was a growing girl.


Chapter 2

1 week after Fried Chicken Friday, Ted told Lacy that it was time to go shopping for new, bigger clothes She hesitated, looking down at her choice of clothes, her belly hanging out and spilling over her shorts. What was once a large t-shirt looked more like a crop top, and her shorts were like short-shorts. Her belly, sticking out pass her lap, had food crumbs on top. She tried to brush them but her hands could not reach the centre of her gut. She wiggled a bit so the crumbs would fall off.

“Oh Ted do I have to?” Lacy whined. She had been so comfortable lounging around the home. She had noticed waddling to and from the bathroom made her breathless. She could only imagine what walking around the mall would do.

Ted patted Lacy’s round gut and then grab both sides of her stomach and jiggled it. It shook. “Yep. You’re starting to look a bit porky.” Lacy blushed and noticed her clothes were tight.

Ted had intentionally stopped buying her larger clothes. He wanted to take her to the mall, feeling she was big enough to face the stares and humiliation at the mall.

She rocked back and forth on the couch and with the momentum, Ted helped lift her up.

She felt gravity pull her belly down, and she groaned in pain. She put both hands under her belly roll to try and support her heavy stomach. Ted noticed this, snickered and walked into their bedroom closet. He came back with a rollator walker and walked up to his girlfriend. He took her hands away from her belly, lifting her belly, put it on the soft padded seat.

“My big girl’s belly is getting big! I thought this would help when you’re walking around the mall.” Lacy smiled gratefully at her boyfriend, and the two made their way to the van. What should have taken less than 5 minutes to walk out of the house and into the van took Lacy 30 minutes. She was out of breath after waddling every 5 steps or so, and had to stop to catch her breath. Sweat starting to pour over her face and under her fat rolls after 8 minutes.

Ted noticed and chuckled. “I think Tubby should go on a diet. You’re getting quite big and slow! You won’t be able to walk around the mall at your rate!

Lacy redden, but she nodded her head, agreeing.

“Ted, I really want to swim by next year. That’s my motivation to lose weight so I can wear a bikini for you,”

Ted laughed, knowing inside this will never happen. His plan was to not let his girlfriend lose weight, but gain. But he went along, and poked her belly, “sure thing Tubby!”

By the time Lacy was in the van, Ted started the car. With Lacy’s weight, the caravan travelled slowly. Cars beeped behind them, but Ted motioned with his left arm for cars to go around them.

“Why are we driving so slow,” Lacy asked, unfazed.

“It’s because of your weight, Big Girl!” Ted said, slapping Lacy’s belly and stealing a glance to watch it jiggle. “The last time we drove you weren’t as heavy.” Lacy reddened and stayed quiet the rest of the way.

By the time they arrived at the mall, Greg parked in the handicap stall and got the walker out for Lacy. She grunted, trying to get out of the passenger seat. With Ted’s help she managed, and after putting her large belly on the walker’s seat, the two started towards the mall’s entrance.

Shoppers coming out of the mall and going in gawked at this gross, obese human blob slowly waddling towards the mall, with this thin man beside her. She was so wide from the front to the back, that the human blob had to use a walker to rest her largest belly roll, and even some of that hanged off the walker’s seat. Her face had the look of exhaustion, sweat poured down her face. One young guy getting out of his smart car whistled. The blimp was almost as wide as his car!

Lacy couldn’t help but noticed people starring, pointing at her and whispering.

“Ted…peo…ple…are…look …ing,…” Lacy huffed. The two were 1/4 to the entrance. She was so slow. Slow and moving like a slug.

Ted noticed the stares and deep inside, enjoyed it. Be he patted his Lacy’s arm and told her not to worry.

¾ of the way to the entrance, in the middle of a crosswalk, Lacy’s heart had enough from the extra weight. She started to feel her legs crumble, and she leaned backwards, sagging to the ground. The walker rolling forward as her stomach pushed itself off it.

Once she hit the ground, she felt all of her fat and rolls shake.

Cars had to stop abruptly in the intersection, avoiding not to hit this human blob, obstructing traffic. They honked. Lacy felt everything slow down, the voice of Ted sounding like it was coming from a distance, even though she saw him lean down with a worried look, hands on her belly, shaking her rolls and calling her to stand up.

She tried to roll side to side, but slightly as she was losing the last of her energy. She felt embarrassment as onlookers came and looked over her, this pathetic human blimp trying to roll unsuccessfully. Some laughed and poked her exposed belly button, or grabbed a handful of stomach flesh and jiggled it. Others looked on with horror and disgust. A group of teenage boys were coming from the mall with takeout food. They decided to throw their food at her, using her gut as a target board. One guy who had a bowl of Mexican rice, salsa, shredded cheese, sour cream, and guac, took his spoon, loaded it up, and sling shot his food towards Lacy’s belly, barely rising.

Ted was crying over his girlfriend’s triple chins, begging her to get up, while trying to hear her laboured breathing.

By the time the firefighters and ambulance came, they had to break up the large crowd, and were horrified to see a human blimp, practically naked. Food particles were spread all over the blimp’s huge gut, which stood up to a crew member’s waist, but also sagged around her. Even her arms and legs had excess fat spilling on the ground.

A paramedic put a mask over Lacy and asked Ted how much she weighed.

“532,” was what Lacy heard before blacking out.

The End.