Wendy gets thick

Wendy's POV

My life has been going great! Every since we beat Bloomin' Onion and became partners with him, we've been thriving. Ronald and I have been dating for over a month now and its been going well.

For someone I used to hate, I never thought I love him this much. But today is the day I unleash my new cheese stuffed fries. A new food ready for the great eaters of Restyhills! I enjoyed them the first time I tasted them so I know they're good. I was on my way to my restaurant when my tire popped. I tried to call for a tow but the tow company kept putting me on hold. Then everything went black.

When I woke up, I was tied to a chair. My arms and legs wouldn't budge for anything in the world. "Aww, you're awake," said a voice coming from behind me. I was a little scared but I didn't want to show the mysterious figure that I was. Who are you and what are you gonna do to me? I asked that question trying to sound brave.

I will happily answer your question my dear... But it isn't "Who am I," he said wagging his finger and walking in front of me. It's "Who are we and what are we gonna do to you!" The room lite up and I saw a group of eight men and two women standing before me. They all had masks on and I couldn't see their faces.

So what are you gonna do to me, I asked again. I will tell you but first let me introduce myself. I am Jasonic, what is your name, he asked. I am Wendy, I answered. Well, Wendy... We are simply just gonna stuff you with food and see how big you can get. I was now afraid and confused. Why would they want to do this to me? Why, I asked. I just want to see how big you get before you pop that's all.

I thought to myself, Why me? Before I could ask another question, they all started grabbing food off the table that they put in front of me and started stuffing my mouth with food. I tried to chew it as fast as I could but it wasn't working because they'd jam another piece of food in my mouth.

I was starting to put on some pound and get full. My stomach was starting to hurt. After ten minutes, they finally stopped and I caught my breath. I had a pot belly by that time. I wanted to leave but I didn't know how to get out.

I will get get the machine, Jasonic said. This really made me fidget a little. What machine, I asked. The feeder machine, a women answered while rubbing my aching stuffed belly. After a little while, Jasonic came through the door with the machine. What's in it, I asked. A vanilla milkshake, he responded. He put the tube on the machine in my mouth, before another question could be asked and turned it on.

I tried not to let it go down my throat but it was too strong. The shake was flowing down my throat like a water fall. I belly kept growing and bloating. My thighs started swelling up. My lips get a little plumper. My belly started to rip through my dress. My butt cheeks started to fatten up to the point of looking the size of monster truck tires. My panties ripped and I actually thought that was good because, they were giving me a very painful wedgie. My bra ripped as well. If I was a pig, I'd be big enough to feed a whole town.

I crushed the chair I was tied to but was too fat to run or fit through the door. Before I knew it, my booty and thighs were huge. My breasts and stomach was weighing me down from the front. All I could do was eat, get fatter, and be at the mercy of this group. Jasonic turned the machine off and I was very angry. I started yelling at them. You talk too much, a guy from the corner said. He then jump on my belly climbed up to where my head was and stuffed one big apple in my mouth to shut me up.

They all started to rub my tight belly and slapping my booty. They also began to make fun of me. They left me in the room with the apple stuffed in my mouth to go get some dinner and go home. We'll be back tomorrow my fat piggy. Before they left, they got 12 gallons of my breast milk to use for cookie dip. I sat there helpless with an apple stuffed in my mouth.