Fat Animated Women X Male Reader

Bound (Mrs.Katswell)

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Mrs. Katswell x Reader

Art by Huwon

Mrs. Katswell was never given a proper first name so I decided to give her one, something that follows the names of her two daughters.

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You poured the chopped carrots into the large pot on the stove. The broth has been coming smoothly as you reach for the next ingredient. It's good that's broth is not a hard thing to make, especially for a growing woman. Having a quick taste you detriman that it was ready. You took a pill bottle out of the drawer and drop several pills into the broth, stirring it until it was fully dissolved. You went to the sink grabbing several pounds of freshly cooked noodles and dumped them into the pot.

As you stirred you could hear some grunting sounds from the nearby bedroom. With a sigh you stopped stirring and went down the hallway.

Entering the room you saw exactly what you thought was going on, an exhausted looking Mrs. Katswell was trying to get out of bed.

Now the thing is about Mrs. Katswell was that she was a short half ton cat that was bedridden for the last couple of months no thanks to you.

Sitting on her bed huffing and puffing you can see more clearly the newly added weight as done to her frame.

Her triple folded stomach hung past her flab covered knees. Her hips spread across the entire bed as her fat flowed down her legs covering everything in thick blubber. Her breasts were small relative to her massive body, but large enough to make any woman jealous if it wasn't attached to such a whale. Her arms so large that it was hard for her to bend her arms and would cause her to tire from just moving them. And finally her chubby face, which has merged with her triple chin, has swollen to the point of making her mouth always open and her eyes to squint.

She looked at me standing in front of the doorway with desire but also with a little bit of fear.

"Ketty, you know you shouldn't be moving anymore." You said softly as you walked up to her placing a hand on her bingo arms. "It is not good for you to exert yourself."

"*huff* *puff* I know. *huff* I was just so *puff* hungry Y/N." She wheezed as sweat trickled around her chubby face.

"I know you are but you have to be patient, my dear, foods almost done." You said softly kissing her on the forehead.

She calmed down before you helped her back into bed. Giving several chocolate bars to satiate her hunger, you went back to the kitchen to finish her ramen dinner.

As of late, her hunger as been getting harder to handle ever since she has become bedridden. But you can't blame that on her, after all, she wasn't always a hungry woman. Ever since you started dating her she was already a little on the pudgy side. But when you started to cook for her, well, things started to spiral out of control. Everyday you would increase her portions without her knowing and made sure she ate it all. Then you made sure she rarely left the house as she spend our day watching TV while she had plenty to snack on. It also helped that you made sure she had her 'medication' before every meal for her wellbeing.

With a grunt you hulling the large pot onto a cart. Wiping the sweat from your brow you rolled the cart into her room. Upon entering you could see that Ketty as already finished the chocolate bars as she threw the last rapper onto the floor.

"Dinner is served," you cheerfully said.

There was this blank stare she gave me as if she was contemplating, and that made me worried.

"Y/N, *weeze* do you *huff* love me?" She said as if her didn't know.

For a second there I thought it was something more dire.

"Of course I do, my dear. I give you everything you ever wanted, right?"

She paused for a moment as her was having a hard time to think.

"*Weeze*... yes."

"Have I taken care of you, treated you well?"

An even longer pause.

"*Weeze*...yes."

"Good now eat up, don't want you to go hungry."

"Hungry..."

You then went to a small machine on a cart that was near her bed. Taking a hose I gently put one end of it into Ketty mouth. By instinct her clamped her mouth tightly on the hose so it won't slip out. Turning on the machine I took another hose that was coming out of the other side of it and put it into the pot. With a flip of a switch the pumps begin to whirl and the ramen began to go through the tube into Ketty's mouth.

As it pumped the food down her throat she moan in pleasure as her stomach slowly grew became taut. Her body went lipped as she forget why she wanted to leave the bed.

You stood there watching her in glee as you made a mental note to increase her dosage. Soon she won't think of anything except for food.