Return Of An Old Friend

Part 5

Anne awoke once again, still bound to the chair. Her dark eyes slowly drifted to the stove clock which read "8:45". Anne looked down at her belly. She felt disgusting. She was huge, full of fattening foods. She wanted to get out of here before it was too late. This wasn't a life she wanted to be forced into. Tears were welling in her eyes, slowly dripping down her face. "Awwee, you sad Annie?" The sound of Claire's voice made her jump. She walked towards Anne and leaned down in front of her face. "I know you aren't happy now, but you will be. You don't have a choice. I've been wanting you to myself ever since high school. And I'm not gonna let this chance slip through my fingers. You're gonna be MY fat piggy, YOU ARE going to get huge and fat," Claire leaned in closer and gently placed her hand underneath Anne's chin, "and you will break, and you will enjoy every... single... second."

Claire forced another deep kiss onto Anne's lips. She forced her tongue into her mouth tasting around. She did this for a solid 5 minutes, slowly and lovingly making out with her. Claire slowly broke away and grabbed another box of pastries."Now, let's continue, shall we?"

The routine of stuffing Anne to her absolute limit continued for months on end. In the beginning, Anne had hope. Hope that this was some horrible nightmare, that this wasn't the actual Claire she had been friends with. Hope that someone, anyone would find her. Hope that this would end. These shards of hope slowly diminished, day after day. With each horrible day of force feeding, her hope was lost more and more. Days passed, then weeks passed, then months passed. Her desire to run away faded into nothingness. Her mind completely folded to Claire's rule. Her now slender frame was large and chunky and robust. Claire removed her clothes as far back as the second week, but either way they wouldn't have fit her anymore. Her breasts grew several cup sizes, her ass was rounder and fuller, her back had soft rolls leaking into her front. Her cheeks became rounder and fuller too, a second chin grew underneath the first one. Her lips, thighs and legs also plumped up a decent amount. However, the part that stood out the most was her belly. Her belly was now the biggest part of her. Going from completely flat to a huge round ball of fat that sat on top of her thighs. She must of have been close to 230 pounds by now. If the old Anne was still there, she would have been disgusted. But she wasn't anymore. This Anne was a hollow shell of herself.

After the fourth month of being stuffed something horribly unexpected happened. "Claire... I'm hungry..." Anne said softly. Claire was waiting for this moment since the first day, the moment where she just became her feeding slut, but it still caught her completely by surprise. Claire played along, "Ohhh, so you're hungry huh?"

"Yes..."

"Awe," and clutched a patch of fat on Anne's side. "Does my fat piggie want some food?" Claire whispered, extremely excited.

"I want it... food... hun... gry..."

Claire placed a cake she had planned to stuff her with on the table along with a gallon of milk. Then, she undid the tight ropes binding Anne. Even though she did let Anne use the bathroom, she always had her tightly bound to another rope or at the very least, holding her tight herself. This would be the first time Anne was set free at the table. This was the first time she wasn't held by any restraint in months. She leaned, but not in a way to escape. Her hands grabbed the cake and shoveled pieces into her mouth. After devouring a whole cake by herself, she targeted the milk and poured it down into her belly. It was only a matter of seconds before it was all gone. A burp erupted from her open maw. Claire was astounded. She had done it. She completely turned Anne into her own personal fatty. Claire had won. She placed another small cake onto the table. "Oh, I'm going to have so much fun with you!"