Chapter 1

I breathed in deeply and fidgeted with the tight buttons on my cream blouse. I bit my lip as I observed myself in the bathroom mirror. My ruffled sleeves pinched my shoulders and my short bubble gum dress skirt had begun to bite into my tummy. I was looking a little chubby. I certainly felt tubby, maybe even fat? Wearing my old date night outfit reminded me how much I was actually thickening up. It was obvious I was bigger than two months ago when I had started dating Elizabeth. Two months ago when this outfit was my size, and a month ago when she'd starting stuffing me each night. This is all her fault, she's churning me into butter and I'm letting her do it.

I was so busy looking at the tubby girl in the mirror that I didn't notice a pair of vibrant emerald eyes over my shoulder. Liz approached and squeezed my new love handles. I let out a surprised squeak and squirmed as she shushed me and applied her strong athletic fingers to kneading my softness.

It was a little embarrassing just how much I'd let myself go. We'd actually met at the gym, but I'd been forbidden from joining her there. When we did go out together, the contrast in our routines had started to show. She was definitely the only gym bunny now.

“You’re getting fatter babe” she cooed in my ear.

My cheeks flushed red as she gave me another appreciative squeeze and nibbled the small amount of fat accumulating on my collar bone, her short jet black hair mixing in with my frizzy strawberry blonde locks.

I let out a sigh and ran my fingers over her perfect smooth hair, she was so addictive. I really needed to find a way to do this while looking after myself better. My only sleep had been food comas for a few weeks now and it was starting to show in not just my waistline but also general fatigue.

My frizzy strawberry blonde hair wobbled back and forth as we swayed in front of the mirror her gym shorts pressed hard up against my growing backside.

Liv nipped at my ear with her teeth and then whispered into my ear, so quiet, yet so firm.

“Take off your clothes babe.”

My breath quickened at the sound of her command. With shaky fingers I began unbuttoning my shirt. The buttons were pulled a little tight on the small sized blouse and I found myself struggling more than I expected.

She turned me around pulled me against her. Liz's hands cupped mine and stilled them. Then effortlessly she moved my fingers apart and began snapping each button out of its place. I gasped, we had used this shirt every time we had met up like this at the end of the day. Today was definitely going to be different.

My tummy pooched forward as she did this. Her hands gripped into my tummy, squishing my new chub between her fingers.

"I think you've graduated from this outfit babe, you've got far too big for it, you know that right?"

I nodded.

She gave a wicked smile, her emerald eyes blazing like cursed jewels imbued with a bewitching enchantment.

"Your metabolism is finally slowing down, Clothes are going to be more trouble than they're worth while you have your growth spurt."

I gulped and let her hands slip under my softening tummy to begin peeling down my skirt zipper. My pale fleshy thighs pushed out, and you could just see the slim strap of my lace black underwear digging into my hip. she tugged the skirt down, but let them hang off my thighs as her hand moved around to my ass and gave it a firm slap.

I gasped as my ass jiggled. Just a few weeks ago, it would’ve had much more resistance than that.

"We'll save the skirt since you've got some room to grow in them yet babe. Step out of it and kneel down in the bathtub"

I nodded, clumsily stepping out of my skirt and unclasping my bra before walking over to the small bathtub. Liv gave me another slap on the way over making me jump. I felt my body jiggle again.

Why did I let her treat me like this, why was I so entranced with letting her bewitch me into being her gluttonous fat girlfriend? I'd always been responsible with what I ate and how I conducted myself, this was madness. Yet I'd let it become second nature in such a short space of time. I was totally obsessed with this beautiful girl stuffing me night after night. Things had escalated though. Tonight was different.

I knelt down in the cool white tub, but it felt wonky and so I slid back onto my thigh and then backside, feeling my growing tits slap around as I did so. I tried to cover them out of mild embarrassment. Liz stood over me with a grocery bag and some thick nylon rope, she giggled and twirled the rope in her fingers. It was striped red and white like a dangerous candy cane.

"Oh babe where has your balance gone? You really have let yourself go haven't you? Do you want me to stuff you silly or not?"

I bit my lip, I really had no self control at this point "yes please, do stuff me Liz"

"Good girl that's what I like to hear, wrists out"

I extended my hands and she expertly tied my hands together, loose enough not to cut in, but tight enough that I had no wiggle room to escape.

We did have a safe word "fetch" but we had yet to need it. Still, I felt my heart flutter. This sort of force feeding was always intense.

Liv opened up her grocery bag and took out a big tub of strawberry ice-cream, then another of vanilla, and finally mint choc chip.

"A pallet cleanser"

Liz winked as my eyes grew wide. Maybe I would need that safe word today.

Liz was dressed in a pair of stretchy black work out shorts and a skin tight short sleeved top. You could see her toned stomach pressing against the fabric as she leaned over and began smooshing the strawberry ice cream against my lips.

She pressed in harder as I opened my mouth and began engorging on every bit of melting cream I could, but there was little I could do to stop it dribbling onto my cheeks, my neck, my tits and my swelling tummy.

My capacity had been steadily growing the longer we'd been dating and it was enjoyable at first nibbling at the cream and sucking it from her fingers as she went back for handful after handful from her witches bag of cream.

My belly pooched out ever growing, and I was engulfed in a creamy sticky pool in the bathtub, as I grew wet between my legs I began wiggling back and forth, getting ice-cream on my ass and the backs of my thighs.

"good girl, that's it, your belly is looking so beautiful babe, keep going you can do it"

Eventually the strawberry was replaced by some refreshing vanilla, but as it did so I started to feel that now all too common feeling of fullness, that only really came at the end of the day with my stuffing, as my usual meals no longer fulfilled my cravings alone.

My breathing quickened and I needed to moan for more time between handfuls of icecream. Liz took that time to delicately rub the bottom of my belly. We could feel my soft tummy growing harder and harder with every mouthful from my hedonistic girlfriend, her eyes ablaze with sadistic pleasure as I whimpered and quivered with anticipation of the next mouthful. There was always a next mouthful. My tummy began to really tighten up and protest as we actually made it to the mint choc.

I was able to handle less and less, which meant more and more cream missing my mouth and sticking to my chubby body. I was freckled with chocolate crumbs and smears of green, red and white, like some absurd abstract art piece. I was literally being objectified and turned into an exhibition of my girlfriends lusty desire.

I panted and gasped and felt her sweet seductive fingers between my thighs as she climaxed me even as she took the last tub with her other hand and poured the remainder of the melted chocolate and mint all over my greedy fat face.

"Babe you're only going to get truly fat if you eat it all, but I'll forgive you as long as you promise to next time. The only tub of ice-cream I want is you babe."

I moaned and nodded earnestly, I could hardly speak with the waves of ecstasy washing over me.

Liz cut the ropes and gave my engorged belly one more slap. I groaned and looked down. I could hardly believe it, I looked nine months pregnant, I groaned louder as I felt the cream slosh around inside me, while Liz giggled and finally turned on the shower.

The warm water washed away the colourful quagmire of my obscene engorgement, but reflected in my girlfriends seductive minty eyes I could still see the helpless tubby ice-cream girl I had become.

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