Chapter 1 - The Glory Days

Jake was trying to breathe slowly and control himself as he thrusted in and out of the 400lb lardass woman who was sitting up in bed, holding up her massive belly for him. Each movement sent ripples of blubber across the woman's stomach and the sheer mass of her chest was arousing Jake to the point that he was close to losing control. They'd spoken to this fatty online several times before tonight. Both of them had seen pictures of the progression: from a chubby college girl, into the impressively super-sized specimen she was today; Paula was a feeder's dream.

Jake looked up, seeing his enticingly beautiful roommate having fun with their fatty at the other end, feeding her doughnuts and pushing them deeply into her mouth. "Come on, Piggy..." she teased. "Chew and swallow!"

Jake grinned at the sight, despite knowing that Zoey was going to have to take it easy. Between the pair of them, they had stuffed Paula hard that night already. Even for a 400lb hog, they'd coaxed an insane amount of food into her. The last thing they wanted was to overdo it now.

Paula was in her element, moaning with lust as Jake's hardness worked its magic on her: harder, deeper. She'd had many feeders over the last few years, but never two at the same time, and never such beautiful specimens. Jake and Zoey had met in the gym over four years ago and only came to realise their shared interest when they had both been trying to flirt with the same giant reared, stout-bellied obese woman who had rocked up for a few weeks one January. Since then, they'd taken an apartment together, trained each other up to their peak fitness, and marketed themselves as the ultimate feeder duo. The complete contrast between their own impressively athletic, lean physiques, and these blubbery women, never failing to make them both climax spectacularly.

"I thought she was going to throw up at one point," Jake chuckled as he drove them both back home that evening.

"Don't worry!" Zoey laughed. "I had it all under control. You're too lenient on them."

"Oh, you think so, huh?" Jake grinned, always enjoying the 'good cop, bad cop' dynamic they had when feeding together. "Her breats were so much bigger than I was expecting!"

"Oh hell yeah!" Zoey nodded. "Best tits I've ever played with!"

"Even better than Rachel's?" Jake asked, remembering the huge woman they'd stuffed last weekend.

"Paula's tits are softer," Zoey shot back, as if that answered the question completely. "I said we'd go back and I'd get you to *** again when she hits five hundred. The fat pig was more than eager. Your dick clearly did its job well tonight."

Jake laughed at that. Zoey was so straight talking, almost cold, with the women they played with. She didn't just expect them to eat for her on the night; she wanted them to keep on growing for years afterwards, in the hope that they would return to see them one day. "You're such a kinky girl!" Jake smiled, taking a sideways glance at his roommate. "I just love the way your mind works."

"Well, I know how to get a fatty to eat, that's for sure," Zoey smirked. "But as my mother constantly reminds me, I'm not exactly marriage-material!" She sat up in her chair a little more, spotting a gas station up ahead. "Could you pull over here?" she asked, explaining that she needed to grab a drink. "Do you want anything?" she added, already releasing her seatbelt.

"I'm good, thanks," Jake replied, pulling into the forecourt and stopping the car. It was such a chilly night, he was hopeful that this would be the last stop they would have to make before getting back.

Jake watched it all happen in absolute horror. Out Zoey strutted from the car, making her way towards the door when, all of a sudden, her feet slipped from underneath her. A large, unseen glazing of ice had covered the small area she was walking across. Then there was a great crack, as Zoey's head hit the floor.