Chapter 1

My name is Michael, when I was a kid, I saw the movie of Cinderella and how she suffered with her horrible family, at that time I thought it was impossible for someone to be treated that way by people who were supposed to care for you, oh I was so young and stupid.


I never knew my mother, I don’t know if she died, she left us or if my dad kidnapped me when I was really young and honestly I don’t care, either way I only had my father, he was always working so I didn’t even saw him much, he married when I was 16, to a woman at least 20 years younger than him, so she must be in her 30´s, Amanda, brunette, green eyes, plump limps, small waist, round firm butt, and fairly big breasts for her frame, in short, good looking, and the few times I saw her before they married she seemed kind enough, the problem was she had two daughters of a previous marriage, Mandy, the oldest and my same age and Lucy, two years younger, when the marriage life started, they moved to our house and dad spend all his time at work, that’s when I saw the true nature of those three.


They didn’t lift a finger in the house, not even my new “mother” and they act all cute and innocent the short moments dad was at home, so I was always the one to do all the housework, clean, cook, do the shopping, for groceries of course, they spent all the money in clothes and going out with friends, they act like I’m their employee of course, not a family member, even when either of the damn sisters bring their bratty friends home I had to serve them.


Everything got worse when my father died in a car accident while in a business trip, he left a big inheritance, so Amanda didn’t have to work -not like she really did it before-, so for starters it was one more person I had to work for, and second I no longer were an employee, I was a fucking slave, they didn’t starved me or hit me (at least) but of course I didn’t received money to go out with friends and even if I did, I didn’t had the time and well they no longer needed to pretend to be nice in front of anybody.


What kept me going? I was about to enter college, and a good one at that, I’ve always been smart and good with computers, so I didn’t had trouble with any tests and I could hack almost everything if I put my mind into it, anyway, my hope was to move out of here soon and start my life. Mandy is the typical bimbo so neither she or her mother expected her to even go to college, and Amanda is a bitch and either she had a bit of a conscience and felt guilty about how they treat me or want me out of here as soon as possible, anyway she would allowed me to go to the college I decided and pay part of it, even if she had the money for it, she is still a bitch, so with the “you’re a man now, you have to make a living for yourself” nonsense , she would only pay half.


That was the plan, but the damn pandemic started before I could leave! So, what happens when you remove, the parties, going out with friends, the spas, the beauty salons and all the frivolous stuff three bimbos do in their everyday life, they take out their frustrations with the slave of course, so now I’m stuck here with people I dislike hearing their bitchin about the things I did “wrong” all day long.


They only needed two months, two! to drive me to insanity, to turn dislike to hatred towards them, what kept me sane all this time was going to college, the light at the end of tunnel, my freedom and now it’s gone.


One day when they were especially insufferable, I locked myself in my room thinking I couldn’t take it any longer, I remembered I heard in the news about a wife who killed his abusing husband with poison in his food, I entered the darkweb to purchase something, but… do I really want to kill them? Do I want to give them such an easy way out? No, I have to make them pay, for making me live this way, for not allowing me to have a life like them, for stealing the money that should be mine, for everything.


After several hours of searching and chatting with a lot of shady people I finally found two things that could be useful. First is a drug that was made with the objective of improving concentration in exchange of energy consumption, but what was created in the end was something only increased the appetite significantly, there may be some other side effects but it doesn’t really matter to me what happens to them. The second… I’ll tell you about it later.

Now obviously this could be a scam, it’s the darkweb, but in the worst-case scenario I´ll only lose money and yes, Amanda didn’t give me any money, but I don’t really need it, I’ve done money since young through my computer, and if I really need it, I could simply steal it hacking the account of someone.


So, after I placed the order and the delivery through some ghost companies I finally have it with me after 5 days. This won’t be difficult, I cook everything these bitches eat, I’ll just have to increase the amount of groceries and junk food I buy, what it’s even better, is “their” own money I will be spending.


It´s supposed to be one pill per person, but I’m not sure how drastic the increase in appetite will be, so for now I will go for half a pill, I grind each one before adding it in each plate, I set the table and called for them, they begin eating, I always eat after they are done, so for now I will just observe their reactions and it seems they don’t perceive anything strange, when they are done they just stand up and go upstairs, not a single thank you, like always, they just make this easier for me.


The next morning as soon as I finish preparing breakfast at around 9, they are already at the table before I even called them, I just smiled and told them that they are up early.


“I couldn’t sleep so well” Amanda told me.


“Oh, that´s too b…” I begin to say, when was interrupted by the worst of the siblings.


“Shut up already! do your job and bring breakfast”


“Lucy, don’t raise your voice at the table” Amanda scolded her daughter for her table manners, not for talking to me, her “brother”, like that.


I held it in and served the table, two pancakes and two strips of bacon for each, that usually is enough for them to last until dinner with just a healthy snack at lunch, but today, when they finished I could see in their faces they were not satisfied, they still left the table like this and I already have taken this into consideration, they are people who only care about appearances and how much money they and the people around them have, so of course they took care of their bodies, the brats have to be trophy wives of some rich dude, just like their mom and Amanda have to keep her body in shape so she can brag to her snobby friends and fuck their husbands. That’s something time will solve easily though, between the pills and boredom of quarantine they will eat more and more.


I was in my room reading a book when I could hear footsteps going downstairs, I looked at the monitor and surprisingly it’s only been two hours since breakfast. You see, this three disgusting women are really simple creatures, they are predictable and have a concise routine, so its 2 hours earlier of what they used to go to the kitchen for some granola bars or something similar, judging by the sound of the steps, that must be Lucy, so I know what will happen next…

“Hey! Where are the granola bars?!!” I knew it.


I opened my door and without going down “The store was out of stock, but there are some cookies if you like”


“You expect me to eat cookies?”


“That or wait until dinner, your choice” and went back to my room. Normally that would have caused a tsunami of insults, but not now, she is too hungry, after a couple of minutes I heard her stomping to her room. Eventually the same thing happened with the other too, just without much screaming.


At six when I started making dinner, I realized there are only 2 boxes of cookies of the 5 I have bought, they must have been starving to grab a whole box each, good. At 7 when I called for them, the dinner was ready and served, they almost came down running, I decided to test how hungry they really were, I made some mac n cheese, creamy mashed potatoes and pork chops, when they saw the table I swear Lucy was drooling, but still, with the official seat of the worst of the three she had to whine about it.


“What is this!?”


“As I said the shop is out of stock of several items, you can eat what you want”


They immediately started eating, this time as I wanted to test if they would eat more if they had it in front of them instead of asking for more, everything was at the center of the table, so the pills were in their water.


I must say I’m impressed, they just have taken one pill and half in total, and they already ate an unhealthy snack and at least double the portion they usually eat at dinner. They left to their rooms with a satisfied expression this time, with no longer an empty felling in their stomachs. It seems the way to go is letting them serve their own plates instead of asking me, that way also I can make more food and they will eat more.


The next morning was pancakes and bacon again, but this time served at the center of the table and a lot of them, they left to their rooms with the same expression they had at dinner yesterday after finishing everything. I also had to order more groceries, have to be sure there is always food for them, now apart of the cookies I bought some other snacks, let’s see if they grab something more.


A week passed like this, massive breakfasts, bigger and unhealthier snacks, massive dinners and constant deliveries of groceries.They also stopped whining so much, they are not nice, no no that’s impossible, but they no longer say anything about the food or lack of granola, for example, Lucy and her sister still insult me and treat me like a slave and Amanda still says nothing like it is perfectly normal, but it’s nice to enjoy some “peace”.


Amanda as she is older, nearly 40, has started to show the new weight, her clothes seem tighter and her ass and breasts bigger, she isn’t fat, just curvier, that’s good progress for just one week.


When I decided it was time to have a meal at lunch, not just snacks, I thought it was a risky decision, that they will get suspicious, ask questions or something, but when I called them to eat, it was like it was just a normal event, like they always have eaten hamburgers at lunch instead of two granola bars before their workout. They even grabbed a box of cookies before going upstairs.


Another week passed like that, after lunch I saw Amanda walking toward her room when she bend over to pick up something, her too tight yoga pants ripped right in the ass exposing her bigger and softer ass, she remained in that position for almost a minute like she didn’t understand what just happened, when she finally felt a breeze in her exposed flesh, she stood up and turn towards me screaming.


“What the fuck did you do to my clothes!?”


“Huh?”


“Y ou shrunk them, you can’t even do that right?


“I washed them just like always…” I answered still not understanding what the hell was happening.


“Oh? so you are telling me they just got smaller out of nowhere?”

Wait, can’t she see she is the one getting fatter?


“Mm maybe they ripped a little when you were working out?”


“Maybe… no… wait, I haven’t workout lately, I just feel so sleepy after eating”


“So… you have been just sleeping, eating and sleeping again, all day?”


“Yeah, it’s not like I have to do anything, you are here for that”


“Right…”


“An yway, don’t screw up anymore”


I went to my room and started thinking, is this bitch in denial or just getting dumber and dumber? No, with her personality I’m sure she would notice her tops getting tighter around her tits and the waistband of all her pants digging deeper into her skin and I’m sure she loves to watch herself in the massive mirror in her closet, so maybe she is getting even more stupid, maybe that’s another side effect.


The next day during breakfast I was watching them eat, all of them have gained weight, but also all of them keep wearing clothes as if they still workout, just like before I started to give them these pills. When they were done eating and everyone went to their rooms, I went to Mandy´s room, she was the easier to approach of the three, I knocked at her door and told her I was there to get her clothes for laundry.


“Hey, can I ask you a question?” She was on her bed, watching her phone, probably talking with one of her airhead friends.


“What do you want loser?” She didn’t even look at me.


“Have you noticed anything different or strange on Amanda?”


“Oh yeah, the other day she told she ripped some clothes because you shrunk them, no wonder my pants feels so tight these days!”


“Yeah… seems the washing machine isn’t working well…”


“You are the one who isn’t working well!” and she throws at me a small box she had beside her bed, it was so abrupt I didn’t even had time to react and it hit me right above my eyebrow and I started bleeding.


I don’t know if it was because of how I glared at her or the blood, but she looked scared, I just left her room like that, I went to my bathroom and cleaned myself and change my clothes and decided to give one whole pill to her at lunch, it seems I’m still too nice to all of them.


While they were eating lunch, I told them about the washing machine malfunctioning and to put the “shrunken” clothes outside their room and that it was impossible to repair it right now because of the pandemic, so probably it was going to continue happening.


Before dinner there were a pile of clothes outside every room, Amanda´s was bigger, as she was the one who has gained the most, but that probably will change soon, Mandy went for snack two more times than usual. I also decided to order bigger clothes for them, it’s too soon for them to run out of clothes.