Chapter 12

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Fat has a way of creeping up on you. It doesn't leap onto you all at once, but the numbers on the scale slowly climb and climb until you're bigger than you ever thought you'd be.

My growing beauty, Melody, was caught in a whirlwind of passion, pleasure, and food, drawing her closer to me and growing her delicious body fatter and fatter. At first she was longing to let loose, enjoy herself and grow a little, but before long she had become lazy, slow and unaccustomed to her new body. She was trapped in my fattening aura and her labored waddling wouldn't be enough to get away.

Melody was in so deep. The cravings, the sex, it kept her coming back for more. She had succumbed to me, accepting her fate, with mouth open wide. I wanted her to gain and she gained uncontrollably. She would grow indefinitely if I asked her to.

She closed her lips on another spoonful of ice cream, the gallon looking about nearly finished. She steadily binged her way through the entire bucket over the course of the night and judging by her longing eyes, I knew this wouldn't be enough for her. She needed more. The bulge in my pants was throbbing as I looked her over.

She moaned and stretched herself back into the couch, reclining. Her stomach lurched forward and wobbled, thick and swollen with calories. Her panties dug into her fat harshly, but disappeared under her girth and her bra strained under the pressure of massive breasts. Melody had complained earlier that day that they were too tight and were hurting her and leaving marks. This was her last pair of "fat girl" underwear; the ones that she bought a size too big and needed to fill in. She had already filled them out and then some, the gluttonous fatty. You know you're doing something right when your feedee has grown beyond their fattest clothes. We had only gone shopping last month and she's already spilling out of her largest outfits... Perfect.

Fresh stripes and stretch marks shot horizontally around her midsection, which Melody scratched at with her left hand while shoveling vanilla cream with her right. Each gentle scratch sent a ripple through her swollen stomach. A muffled groan came out of her full cheeks, her eyes rolled back and some cream was sent dripping off her plump chin. She scraped the sides of the ice cream carton and tossed it off the couch. Completely empty.

"Wow, I'm huge!" She said with awe as she gripped her love handles on both sides and gave her body a comely shake. And to think she was once a high school athlete. "I love it. I want to get bigger for you. So... much... bigger."

She was pinned to the couch: fat, aroused and helpless. As Melody settled into her elephantine body she would only need more and more if she was going to continue growing. Big girls love to eat, am I right? I couldn't just leave her hanging.

So I added in extra weight gain shakes for my piggy to slurp in between meals. A concoction of whole milk, heavy cream, brownie batter, coconut oil and huge scoops of peanut butter. It was thick with calories. At first she had trouble finishing the shakes, but before long she was downing them after each dessert like professional.

She gripped the fresh shake I had made her and began swallowing, turning the large glass upward. As she gulped she took excited and frantic breaths through her nose. Almost 2,000 calories in one shake.

I traced my hand along her widened hips and onto her massive stomach, pinching and squeezing along the way to show her just how fat she had become. I crept my fingers in between her doughy thighs pushing through layers of fat to reach a fluffy pussy. My hand was surrounded on all sides by soft warm fat. She was soft all over and getting softer. Her pussy was already wet and her clit was swollen and tender. I rubbed her rhythmically as she ate.

"We made a deal. I'd stay with you as long as you became as fat as I wanted." I whispered "I want you fatter and I'm going to feed you until you can't get off the couch tonight."

"I can't stop eating, anyway. You've made such a pig out of me. I'm growing and growing" She groaned. The cream from the shake all over her mouth and chin. "Oh please, feed me fatter!" She said in a daze.

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