Chapter 1 - Annabelle's dirty secret

Annabelle's Dirty Secret

Waking up to the sound of my alarm buzzing upon my nightstand I groan to myself in the darkness. Another dreadful day at the factory and I just hate my boss. Tall, muscular, and always coming onto me as if I was some kind of prize to him. Granted I was crowned Miss Davenport three years in a row, nonetheless, I don't like being treated like I am property to some alpha male as a prized girl; the nerve of that man honestly! Either way, I get out of my queen-sized bed with my two favorite stuffed animals next to my head, one a pig and the other a purple cow. I always thought pigs were cute and cuddly animals and my best friend got me the cow because she has this weird thing she's into called lactation and she calls herself a Hucow; whatever that is. Getting out of the covers I look down at my body a slightly pudgy belly formed above what was once my abs, this man is making me stress eat at work by him staring at my body, now and then he brushes his hands against my skirt to feel up my ass. Not like I have much but it is still very unsettling his hands are always so cold, almost as if he's not even alive!

Climbing into the shower I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, my breasts seem much more full and my hips seem to have widened a little; not that I am complaining. In secret, I have always loved the idea of getting fat, but I am too scared to get fat. What if someone comes and recognizes me and laughs at me? This thought turns me on for some reason. She reaches down and grabs her soft flab over her abs with one hand and rubs the clit with her other watching in the mirror as her breasts gently bounce with each gasp and movement of her hand. “Oh, I am such a fatty.” I moan loudly almost too loud as I play with my clit groping what little fat I can with my other. It's not enough I need more. I think to myself as I go to the kitchen and fling open my fridge. I grab a handful of cake that I have been munching on the past two days, throwing my head back I shove the cake down my throat not caring if I'm being messy or not. Crumbs fall between my DD-sized breasts as icing is smeared across my lips and cheeks from handfuls of cake being shoved into my mouth almost as if I don't have any control. I can feel my stomach filling quickly but I couldn't care less as the chocolate cake with a rich blue buttercream icing is being shoveled down my throat, my hand doing all the work of course. I kept going feeling the tightness go from full to overstuffed very quickly as the horniness turns into pain of having so much, yet I won't stop I now lay here on the floor my stomach extended to where I can no longer see my feet. Not that I could anyway with how huge breasts are in the way, but you get the idea.

“Ohhh” I groan my left hand covered in icing rubbing the dome of what was once a somewhat flat stomach and my other hand grabbing my right breast giving it a gentle squeeze eliciting a loud moan and squirming from being so full. The cold floor on which I lie naked aids in my sensitivity as my nipples grew hard almost immediately as I laid down to let my stomach rest, besides the orgasmic and shameful moans coming from my body all I could hear was the bubbling of my stomach being upset with me and trying frantically to digest the large amount of food that I just ingested. The bubbling of my stomach digesting over half a sheet of cake in one sitting relaxes me as my eyes slowly fade into darkness falling back to sleep only to dream of more food. Meanwhile at the Fatbucks Corporate office in the middle of Lakeland Florida, “Where is she? She's not ever this late.” Calvin paces back and forth checking his wristwatch. “I have called her phone several times and no pick-up.” He mumbles to himself as horrible scenarios run through his head on what might happen to his crush, whom he's been following since she graduated high school ten years ago. Calvin presses the button on his intercom directly linked to the Assistant Manager on staff at the time. “Blake.” “Yes, Mr. Stone?” “Cover the floor, I'm going out to check on Ms. Bridges.” “You got it, boss!” Just then Blake walks out of his office going around making sure all the employees are doing their job quickly and accurately at transcribing all the written receipts into legible spreadsheets.

Calvin pulls over his tuxedo a nice black with blue boxes across the fabric sports jacket giving this already six-foot-tall man what looks like another five inches high. Quite the terrifying sight if you were to come across him in an alley at night. Storming for the door he grabs his fedora to keep the sun off his skin. “ I hope she's alright,” Calvin mutters to himself climbing into the seat of his 1969 Dodge Charger with red body paint and black trim. The next thing I know I hear knocking on my door and it opening. Oh god, it's him, it's Calvin the jerk from work. Wait what time is it? I scan the room frantically for a clock and realize it's way past half my shift. “Fuck, Calvin I'm sorry I didn't realize what time it was.” my voice trails off as he looks at the empty cake pan and my still bloated stomach. “H..hey Perv! Don't you know not to look a lady over when she's indecent?” I shout at him to no avail as he grabs my hands and pulls me up with one hand. Whoa, I didn't realize he was this strong, this is kinda hot that he's so much stronger than me and manhandling me again. What the fuck am I even saying? This man just broke into my house and now lifted me off the floor and stared at my naked body. “What's the big idea? Breaking into my home staring at my naked body and manhandling me?” I shout at him hornier than I want to reveal. “You don't seem too upset down there.” he gestures to my already soaked pussy. “I...I uh its nothing.” “I came to make sure you were okay, you are never late and it's been half a shift, I tried to call you but you wouldn't answer your phone,” Calvin states coolly while pulling me closer into his arms. His eyes are so enchanting it's like looking into a galaxy at night.

As he pulls me into his arms I can feel my will to resist him melt. “h..hi” I squeak out blushing profusely, it's as if he has control over my brain and my heart. “You are alright?” he asks as he strokes my cheek which I lean into it. “Y..yes Mr. Stone.” “shh shh...” he places a finger upon my lips. “Call me Calvin” “Yes Calvin I'm okay I just fell back to sleep is all. Promise.” I look up at his face to see a broad smile showing his pearly white teeth but he seems to have a few super sharp teeth mixed in. “Calvin, your teeth are chipped?” I ask confused as he shakes his head. “No baby girl those are my fangs.” He leans over and starts to suck on my neck making me gasp out of pleasure I've never felt before. Leaning into his sucking of my neck I feel two pinpricks into my neck I gasp louder and press my still bloated body into his muscular body. “P..please stay.” I moan between breaths feeling his hand rub my bloated belly giving it a good squeeze. “burp. E-excuse me.” I shamefully apologize, “No need my sweet your now mine, and you will call me Master Stone from now on understood.” I nod and feel weak in his arms. “Master Stone, what did you do to me?” I ask through a giggly fit “I made you mine, and you will always be mine no matter what. You will obey every last command I give you and you will have no choice but to follow it. Do you understand?” I nod in agreement still staring into his Violet eyes entrapped within their beauty and mystery. “I understand master.” “Good.” he picks me up and brings me to the bed. “Now you're going to be a good girl and let me take you right?” “Yes, Master Stone.” I moan as my legs open wide open for him. “I am ready master” He pulls down his pants revealing his abnormally large bulge in his skin-tight boxers. “You are a virgin correct?” I nod to him. “Yes, Master Stone I am a virgin.” “Then come get it my new slut.” I crawl over obediently and rub the bulge gauging just how big it is gonna be, and I am petrified by the size of the monster. “Come on I don't have all day. I nod and slowly lower the boxers to have a seven-inch long by one-and-a-half-inch thick dick slap me in the face.

“Oh!” I mutter surprised and not expecting to be slapped by the dick, just then Master Stone grabs my hair. “Open up sweety I'm going to use you to help me release.” He growls as I obey his order opening up my mouth as wide as I can only to have the dick slowly pulled into my mouth and down my throat way past what would have been the gag reflex. “mmm mmm” I can only mumble out as he looks down at me my slightly pudgy body in full view my somewhat rounded ass from how lazy I have been on full display and access to the one man I hated. Yet this is the best thing to happen to me. “Stop daydreaming slut and start sucking.” I start sucking and wrapping my tongue around his shaft going up and down bobbing with his small thrusts. “mmph mmph” “That's it slut moan for master.” “mmmm” I suck as hard as I can his balls finally coming into view the size of tennis balls slowly rocking back and forth. I take one hand and gently rub them lovingly only to get a smack on my hand. “I didn't say you could play with them now did I slut?” He growls I mumble no master around his dick as he started thrusting harder and deeper I can feel him deep in my throat now, his balls slapping against my chin and my hair being pulled and keeping me at his base. “Oh, I'm going to come my slut!” “mmm, mmmm mmm” I moan in response to immediately feel hot thick ropes being shot down my throat, except it wasn't just roped it was like a faucet broke and a constant stream of hot cum starts to fill my stomach making what cake that was in there swell and be drowned in cum. My hands shoot to my expanding belly almost as if I was being inflated like a cartoon. I look up pleading for mercy, but none came while I was down on him. My stomach being so over stretched started to feel hot, and small tears in my skin where stretch marks are forming started to appear. “mmm...mmm” almost as if my prayers had been answered the flow of cum stopped as he pulled out and came one last time on my face. “Oh what a good slut you are to take all your master's cum without hesitation.”

Groaning I hold my belly which looks more like an overinflated yoga ball about to burst. “M-Master I am too full.” “Oh, don't worry about that slut you will get used to this feeling. Trust me, now rest up you have to go to work tomorrow. I will excuse you today but tomorrow I want you to come to work in a crop top and mini skirt. Do you understand me?” I nod and groan at the tightness of my stomach letting out a small burp which came with some cum to swallow back down. “Oh, don't think about burping all that cum out I want you to digest It all.” He yelled back at me as he left my apartment. What have I got myself into? I lay there panting and struggling to comprehend all that just happened. “D-Did I just take my arch-enemies load?” I look down to confirm yes, I did and now I look like an inflated ball. I can't seem to move one way or another too heavy to move weighed down by I can only imagine the amount of cum I have been filled with. Struggling for what seemed like forever I finally get up and go to the bathroom to finally get that shower, my eye catches myself in the mirror I stop and look myself over. “I look pregnant” I mutter to myself showing off the curves of my new inflated state. “I will need to get his number, damn that was amazing.” I turn on the water in the shower to start heating up and I lean back and moan rubbing my quaking hard belly.

Entering the shower you can hear the water hitting the tight cum belly and it sounds like water on a ball. The warm water feels so good as it makes my stomach kick into overdrive in digesting everything. I slide down the shower wall letting the hot water run over my belly my left hand rubbing the dome and massaging the belly as my right-hand reaches between my legs and starts to play with myself first my clitoris moaning and blushing turned on by this sudden turn of events. “I-I'm not into this, am I? Shit, I think I am!” I mumble to myself as I insert a finger into my index finger into my pussy making sure to reach my g spot which seems a lot harder with this dome of a belly in the way. After a fun night of playing with myself, I wake up the next day still severely bloated and filled with Master Stones cum but I still put on the crop top and miniskirt showing off my still extended belly, though my bra feels a little tighter today and my belly shows just a little more jiggle when I walk. Knock Knock is heard on my door, “Coming!” I respond as I walk slowly to the door still not used to the immense amount of cum in my belly. I open the door to see Master Stone, “M-Master Stone, I was just getting ready.” He smiles and pulls me into his arms and grabs my belly making me let out a lewd moan in response to his touch. “I Know honey that's why I came over I wanted to see how you were doing after that amazing load last night. Do you want more?” I look up at him blushing “Please Master Stone I will take it all.” “Good then don't wear any panties today at work and you might get a treat after work.” He slaps my butt which has a bit more roundness to it. “God you are so sexy, I am glad you are mine forever.” He smirks “What do you mean Master Stone?” He shakes his head chuckling, “You will find out when it's time.”