chapter 1

Me and Clara were both kinda crazy, you see. We were both fitness fanatics, spending most of our time off honing our bodies to perfection. Well, that, and seeing how far we can push our current pig.

No, we don’t own an actual pig. While they’re cute animals, me and Clara don’t really want farm animals around. Our “pig” is actually a 20 year old girl we’ve been force feeding for two years now, with the intent of feeding her to her absolute limit. Yup, you heard me. We are both feeders, as in, we are going to feed you until the act of walking will break your legs.

You might think it’s strange me and Clara are together, seeing as neither of us are fat, but it’s actually a perfect relationship. We give the outward appearance of being a fit, successful couple, while actually force feeding some poor girl to death in our basement. We do have some pretty good sex regularly, and it’s often pretty rough. Most of the time, we switch over to our pig, and take out any more sexual aggression on her. Clara has a nice body, but there’s nothing that really compares to putting your dick in a new roll every night while your wife rides your pigs face to climax. Every now and then, we feel a little generous and make sure our blob cums too. Watching Clara disappear under a several hundred pound belly to eat our pig out is always a nice sight.

Our first pig only got to 840 pounds. She was a short, chubby little number we’d propositioned at a bar for a threesome. After a few nights of romping under the sheets, we told her what we actually wanted her here for. Of course, she tried to run. Most people would too if you told them you were gonna keep them in the basement and feed them to a heart attack. Clara was waiting for her by the door, and a swift, hard punch was all that was needed to drop the girl. She wasn’t very cooperative, so we were kinda rough on her. The first year ended with her at a solid 594 pounds, so to punish her for not making 600, we forced her to walk around the basement. She managed to go about 4 feet before breaking her ankle, sending her to the ground hard. After getting her back on the bed, she knew she’d never walk again. The end of the next year left us with an immobile blob of a woman. 840 pounds on a 5’1 frame sure did a number on her. We had a good time making her cum until her heart exploded.

Our current pig is a lot more fun.