chapter 1

“Come on ladies let’s keep up the pace” A tall and pretty female commander calls to the women walking in double line formation behind her. Two lines of six on each side of her. “It’s parade day and we got to show off the progress you’ve made”
The women walking behind the female commander weren’t ordinary women. First of all they had belonged to an enemy regiment of elite infiltration soldiers, second of all they seemed very poorly dressed for any military drills, wearing just a camo bikini and third of all and perhaps most obvious. Each and every single one of the twelve women behind the commander was severely obese. They were panting loudly and sweating from their short waddle. Their bellies swayed from side to side, every body feature they owned was bulging with lard. Even the smallest of them all, a short blonde, was easily over 550 pounds. Some of them were groaning from the effort of moving their fat figures
“Alicia your troop are falling behind” The command said as she allowed the fatties to rest “Report please”
One of the largest ladies slowly stepped forward. She had a caramel brown skin, large breasts, a wide belly and enormous hips and thighs. She was panting as she stepped in front of the commander, her large breast heaving up and down. She looked to the side with anger and said nothing.
“As their leading officer you will suffer punishment for their lack of discipline” The commander says with a malicious smirk. “I mean I know you all are a few pounds heavier than you used to be, but that is no excuse for such poor performance. It’s only been a few steps from your feeding spot till here!”
Alicia knew very well that their enemy had made them gain a lot more than “a few pounds”. Her unit had consisted of attractive fit young women. Who could use their looks and skills to operate in the enemy capital. However, someone had ratted them out and the enemy had decided to parade them around the capital once a year. However, that had not been enough of a humiliation as they also wanted to destroy the reputation of “the red mistresses”, Alicia’s commanding unit. Of course they had resisted at the beginning, but the enemy had been relentless and had punished them hard for disobedience and they knew that Alicia had to be an example for her troops. At first they broke their resistance to their fattening treatment. Then something much worse happened, they became depended on being full with greasy and sugar filled food. They needed to be stuffed to ease the extreme discomfort of their obese figure. So Alicia’s once top fit physique had slowly been buried underneath heavy, useless, jiggling, thick layers of flab.
“Take an example of Nancy” The skinny commander says as she points to the least fattest of the women “you were slowing her down.”
“With all due respect….Ella” Alicia says through grinded teeth “Nancy is much smaller than some of the others”
“Really?” Ella grins as she adjust her commander cap “Nancy! Weight report!”
“Nancy Baker” The short blonde responds with a blush “Initial weight 110 pounds, current weight 567 pounds”
“And what about you?” Ella points to a tall ginger with straight hair that had been in the line next to Alicia.
“Catherina Ostranova” She replies as she nervously squeezes her enormous belly “Initial weight 135 pounds, current weight…” She breaths in deep “Current weight 826 pounds”
“Good girl, you get a reward” Ella snickers as she walks to a large cooler. She takes out a stick of butter and dips it in brown sugar. “There you go you food addicted ***”
Alicia groans as Catherina instantly takes the butter and nervously eats it. Ella wipes her fingers on the redhead’s enormous gut.
“What about you Alicia?” A hard slapping sound echo’s through the room “Tell me how much you’ve fattened yourself up you landwhale”
“Alicia Kings” Alicia clutches her fists “Initial weight 130 pounds, current weight 842 pounds”
The group gasps.
“So you are the fattest now?!” Ella bursts into laughter “guess those night feedings of cream have done wonders for your figure!” She shakes one of Alicia’s enormous ass cheeks. A loud alarm rings and a red light starts turning Ella smirks. “You know what that means ladies, to your feeding stations!”
Slowly the women waddle to custom made benches with yellow paint around them. When all of them are sitting, the alarm sounds again.
“Put on feeding masks!” Ella commands, pleased as all the fatties obediently listen. She walks past each one and attaches the masks to the back of their heads. Squeezing and groping their fat bodies as she does so. Alicia and Catherina were too fat to reach all the way behind their head anyway. Ella looks at the tablet and whistles “Level five program ladies, you are in for a tough one. The twelve of you will consume 100 liters of high fat cream this time, good for a shared total of 130 000 calories! 14 pounds of pure lard! And so much sugar! It would take a heavy cream user 17 years to consume this much. You girls will do it in two hours!”
The thick cream starts flowing into their stomachs. After about an hour the firs women start groaning and rubbing their bellies.
“Still 30 liters left” Ella informs them. The machines automatically determine which one gets most depending on how much pressure there was in their stomachs.

“One hour forty eight minutes!” Ella says proud among all the groaning women, all of them were massaging their massive guts. “It’s like walking between cows” Ella snickers gleeful as she pats one of the 700 pound women. “Can you imagine how amazing this will be when you are all over half a ton?” The women around her don’t respond. Some burp, others just groan. Ella thinks of the first time they had used this system. All of them had to be tied to chairs. They had already been plumped a bit, but their collective total had only been 20 liters total. Now they were over five times that capacity!
“Now it is resting time ladies” Ella said loud, like any of the women was in a state to move around “Then it is time for your third lunch” The women just groaned in discomfort. “Today’s lunch ice cream cake! Which girl’s dream isn’t it to just have cake for a meal?” None of the severely obese women seemed to agree with her.

Later that afternoon a group of six women supports Ella in her task of making the formerly fit Red Mistresses eat as much as possible. They were all slender and rather petite, to prove the contrast even more. Al though they were sweet in their interactions and seemed more like kind nurses helping out, their goal was clear. Make each fatty eat till her maximum capacity. Right now two of the petite women ware rubbing Alicia’s gut, while a third one forked up the ice cream cake and pushed it between Alicia’s lips.
“Oh, god job. Very good, big girl” She wipes some ice cream of one of Alicia’s rolls “ready for the next? Only one more cake to go”
“Please” Alicia pleads “I am so full”
“Oh we know, I can hear your stomach working hard” One of the ladies rubbing her belly says as she puts her ear to the ball of lard that was Alicia’s midsection “But you still have to eat more dear.”
Meanwhile one of the slender women was feeding Nancy and another 600 pound woman.
“Oh poor Nancy don’t cry” She says as she wipes a tear. “Just think of all the delicious food and what good it will do for your figure!” Nancy whimpers more, but the next forkful is pushed between their lips.
Another one was handfeeding Catherina fork after fork.
“You are hungry today” She says approving. “There, you go! Good girl! Just keep eating.”
Alicia shakes her head, her once strong troops were now food addicted fatties. Catherina had been one of her special operators. The woman had, had it all. Long legs with curvy hips and a toned butt, an hour glass figure with modest breasts, a pretty face and fox red hair. She used to have both the looks and the skills to kill. She used Catherina as infiltration operator. Seducing and charming her way. Nowadays Catherine had developed an enormous belly and huge beach ball sized tits. She desperately looked at the cake that was put on her feeding tray, but instantly opened her mouth as the next fork was offered.
“You are such a good fatty Alicia” one of the petite girls pats her belly and snaps her from her daydream “You eat faster than any of the others.” Alicia groans and burps as the girls massage her belly “Time for a bit more!”

“Name and purpose?” A tall female guard asks smirking.
“Alicia Kings, Bathing” Alicia responds annoyed with the routine.
“Do you require assistance undressing?” The guard leans on her arm, she obviously loved this part.
“Yes”
“Reason?”
“I am too obese to undress myself” Alicia grids her teeth.
“Approved, do you require assistance cleaning?” The guard says pleased.
“yes, because I can’t clean in between my rolls or underneath my belly”
“approved, do you require assistance getting dressed?”
“yes” Alicia sighs. “yes, yes, yes”

Three of the petite women would come to the shower with Alicia.
“You just sit down and let us do all the hard work” One of them said as she led Alicia to a wide stone bench with no back rest. “It must be hard to stand for you considering how heavy you are”
Alicia groaned as she sat down on the chair, the ground shaking a little as the motion wasn’t smooth at all. The petite women swiftly got to work, they were experienced and efficient at cleaning the very obese.
“say aaaah” one of them said as she held a cup cake in front of Alicia’s mouth
“aaaah” Alicia replied monotone, the cupcake was gently shoved in her mouth.
Three cupcakes later and Alicia was cleaned.

“Nice and clean” Ella says as she catches up with Alicia waddling away from the showering area. “hmm, but you are already sweating again?” Ella pinches a roll “I guess a ten second waddle does that to you nowadays.”
“Why do you insist on taunting me?” Alicia replies annoyed “Isn’t the fact that you turned me into a fat whale enough of a humiliation?”
“No” Ella says simple “I will use every single moment I can to make clear how pathetically fat you are!”