Lesson learned: cody

Chapter 1

Ugh, please, no more… I am so full, and you’ve already made me so fat. Why would you do this? I was kidding anyways. You’re just a bit chunky or chubby; it was not a huge deal in the first place. I get it’s not right from a skinny kid, but still, what you did was not okay….” I said.
“Well… did you learn your lesson?” My unnamed captor said as he grabbed my belly and shook it. “ S..stop, please I might throw up if you keep shaking it. I’m too full….” I groaned for the 360th day, pleading for mercy, hoping to succeed and be free from this hell.
I didn’t even know his name and just made a comment passing by at school, and within a week, he kidnapped me, as I had to overeat to the glee of my captor against my will for the past year. I imagine all my family thinks I’m dead.
I remember seeing my photo with the newscaster saying, “Cody Barnes, missing 19, was last seen leaving his college towards his car, never to return. He was 5’11, 150, with blue eyes and short combed brown hair with a side fade.
I went to the gym frequently, and I have no idea how this chubby guy took me with seemingly no muscle, but now he was the skinny guy here. I went from 150-300 due to his constant feedings.
I have stretch marks everywhere, and my penis is not visible when I lay on my side. I can’t even see it from any angle. I have small boobs, but at least due to my hairy chest and belly, it looks like I’m a manly “ bear.” My sides around my body have a lot of fat as well, and it makes me keep my arms out wider on my sides to create extra space. I have to sit in bed to place socks on, which my captor forces me to do to show me how out of shape I’m getting.
My captor recently added the effect of a penis cage connected to his phone. It even occasionally gives me a light shock to make me eat faster. I can’t even remember the last time I came. I wish I could have some release.
It was months since then, once he used the Pavlov Technique to connect food to sex, there was no ejaculation.
He even linked jiggling or playing with my belly and moobs to get me horny and does that occasionally now that I can’t get sexual release.
For five days, I was to consume multiple gallons of chocolate milk and massive amounts of gainer shake protein powder mixed with heavy cream. He forced me to go until I nearly was throwing up, but he figured out my limit, and now I’m captive to it.
After those last five days, I woke up on the side of the road on the sidewalk. “ Hey fatty, if you’re gonna block the road, at least have some decency for my child and put a shirt on.” A stranger yelled derogatorily at me as he walked by with his son.
What, I’m free. Wait, why am I wearing just my original shirt? It's too small, which is embarrassing; it barely covers anything and might as well be a see-through bra. No girl would wear anything near this wrong, so I ripped it off. No more size mediums; hopefully, I can go to a store and get something to wear, not walk shirtless everywhere.