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Requests Fakedude10 03/10/2018 (Sat) 04:36:41 No. 2378
Hey guys, just wanted to do something to give something back to the community. So I thought I'd take some short requests. If you have a character and a scenario post it below!
a girl is stuck in in a dead end low pay job and is desprate to get a pay rise somehow After learning from a work firend that those on disability get a huge sums of money she discovers that hyper-obesity counts as a disability, she chooses to put on weight until she is 300 pounds with her firend's help , the firend ( who could be a boy or a girl )enjoys feeding her and as she gets fatter he/she gets more aroused by her
“God this is the worst fucking job.” Tiffany said as she typed away at the computer, entering another useless string of numbers. It was her third month of working…any job..ever. Her “commitments” had always kept her from jobs. Those “commitments” being grades (she made c’s), volleyball (she rode the bench), and friends. Friends were the only commitment that she took with any amount of seriousness. Being a pretty, short, blonde with farm girl freckles, Tiffany had never had any problem attracting or keeping friends. She had partied and played and traveled with those friends all throughout high school. However, those friends hadn’t improved her grades and certainly hadn’t gotten her into any colleges. The best that any friend had gotten Tiffany was hur current, mind numbing, job.
The friend in question was Maddy. Maddy was seemingly the only person that hadn’t gone to some college or moved away after graduation. Maddy was a small mousy girl, large glasses, frizzy hair, and the vestiges of teenage awkwardness. She and Tiffany had become much closer, given that everyone else on in their circles had left. “Well, it's better than not having a job at all.” Maddy said from the next cubicle over. “I mean, is it really?” Tiffany returned, the clack of the keyboard making her words harder to hear. “We sit here, type in nonsense, and then…” Her voice trailed off completely as their boss, Ms.Locke, walked by. When the sharp elder woman had moved out of range Tiffany finished. “…make sure that that old gargoyle is happy.” Maddy leaned around the cubicle, shrugged her shoulders, and said “well, it’s not like there is anything you can do about it.” Tiffany turned back around to the computer, eyes turned into a glare. “We’ll see about that!” Tiffany said with an eerie finality.
The next day, as Maddy was just logging into her computer for the day’s work, a packet was slammed down on the table in front of her. “There is a way!” Tiffany’s excited voice yelled from behind her. “Read it!” Maddy glanced at the packet, it was the healthcare and disability procedures for their company. “If an employee should exceed 400 pounds, they should be considered disabled and be given all the benefits thereof.” Maddy squeaked through the corporate language. “So you’re going to get…fat?” Maddy asked cautiously. “You better believe it!” Tiffany said as she withdrew the paper. “I’m getting out of this job one way or another! And you’re helping!” And so it had began.
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Tiffany had started in with gusto. She would stroll into the office with at least 2 boxes of donuts that she would try to polish off as the day went on. She would enter each morning, tummy flat and perfect as always, and then leave with it protruding well over her belt line. She would often have to have Maddy keep her awake and on task, as she was prone to slipping into food comas. “Hey, hey. Look alive Tiff. Locke is coming.” Maddy said, at the end of the first month. She slapped at Tiffany’s slightly chubbier cheeks. “Urp. Not right now, Maddy. . . I’m. .. hurpp…digesting.” Tiffany said, trying to make sure that all of the food stayed down. Who knew that getting fat was so hard. Tiffany had as much trouble eating all of the sugary, salty, and fattening treats as she did keeping them down in her tiny (but growing) stomach. “What good is all this going to do you if you don’t even keep the job?!” Maddy pulled her friend, perhaps a bit stronger than needed, up into a sitting position. “Ooooohhh. I’m gonna be sick.” Tiff was turning green, it was plainly obvious that she had moved beyond her limits.
Thinking quickly, Maddy pulled Tiffany up and into the restroom. “Sorry, Ms.Locke, she’s not feeling well.” Maddy yelled as Locke marched past. Once in the restroom, Maddy leaned Tiffany up against the far wall. “Ok, so this might be weird, but this is going to help.” Maddy pulled up Tiffany’s shirt, revealing the taught, red stomach beneath. She splayed her fingers against Tiffany’s stomach and began to slowly knead the belly. Tiffany and Maddy were of a comparable height (short, a bit over 5’3) so Maddy had to kneel for comfort. “You just need a little help digesting. This should at least make things more comfy.” Maddy said as she moved the round orb back and forth slowly. Tiffany, for her part, let Maddy do her work and focused on keeping her food down. When Maddy had finished and Tiffany’s stuffing sickness had subsided, the two returned to work (and Tiffany to eating). As Maddy typed she wondered, what was that? Why did I do that?. She tried to ignore the question, focus on her work, but to little success. Maddy ran through several ideas and possibilities. She finally decided that: It was just to help out Tiff, that’s it. I want to be a good friend. She clung to that, ignoring some other…more persistent ideas.
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Those…other…ideas became more and more persistent as time passed. As Tiffany grew and fattened up, and her stomach expanded she began to drag her stuffings on into the night. Which meant that Maddy was called over later and later to Tiffany’s house. She would arrive, knock, and then wait for the groans that signaled her to enter. As she came in she would move past pizza boxes, take out food, and snack cake wrappers. “You gotta start cleaning this stuff, Tiff.” Maddy said, adjusting her glasses. “Uuuuurrrppp! I will, once I’m around the house more! First, bluurrrp, I have to get there.” Maddy rounded the corner into the bedroom and found Tiffany on the bed. Her plan, such as it was, was working. Tiffany’s small body had ballooned over the previous months. Her small stature had been a blessing, easily letting fat pad and settle evenly across her body. She was currently sucking down what appeared to be a homemade oreo shake, with a couple twinkies shoved in her bouncing bosom. She tipped the entire pitcher back, letting the thick, sweet sludge pour into her waiting maw. “O.M.G! This stuff is the best!” Tiffany belched out as the last of the shake cleared her throat. Maddy moved closer to the bed, taking of her jacket and setting it on a chair. “Jeeze, Tiff, you’re still going? You texted me like, twenty minutes ago to come over. I thought you’d have passed out by now.” Tiffany held up a finger, signaling that she would talk in a second. She buried her head in her breasts, mouth grasping for the twinkies that she had been saving. Tiffany always liked to show off when Maddy came to the house.
“Urrrp! I thought so too! But, I feel like I passed a wall today. I don’t think I have limits anymore, I just keep eating and eating.” Tiffany held out her flabby arm and made a grasping motion at some boxes that were stacked beside the bed. Maddy dutifully picked them up, crawled on the bed, and handed them over to Tiffany. “Well, that’s nice. You certainly have grown.” Maddy made a sweeping motion over Tiffany’s body: pendulous breasts, heaving stomach, and thunder thighs. “How close are you?” Tiffany beamed, “No idea! After we get done here, you are going to help weigh me!” Tiffany plopped a box of snack cakes on her tummy and cracked into them. “Oh boy! Can’t wait!” Maddy squealed with girlish glee. She put her hands to her mouth immediately after though. Why did I sound like that? What is the matter with me? For all the world that was supposed to sound sarcastic. “Well, I’m glad someone’s excited. Now, help me unwrap these things. I like to eat them all in one go.” Tiffany tapped a box. Maddy, eagerly wanting to move past her excitement, dug into unwrapping the treats. She had noticed that her attitude about Tiff’s gaining was changing. Early on she was incredulous, thinking that her short blonde friend would easily burn herself out. Then she was willing to help, giving belly rubs and buying treats. Now she found herself unwrapping treats as fast as she could and piling them on her friend’s gurgling gut. Maddy finished her unwrapping and started anticipating the time when Tiffany would bear down on the food and feast. Tiffany did not disappoint. The two had made a nice pile of food on her chest and stomach, Tiffany scooped up as many as she could to her face and simply started chewing.
She pulled the treats in much like a saw mill pulls in logs. Shavings of cream and crumbs smeared her face, arms, and stomach. Some of the treats inevitably slid off to the side of Tiffany, lodging themselves under her wiggling love handles. Maddy, not wanting any treats to go to waste, plucked the ones closest to her up. She tried to reach across Tiffany’s belly for the ones on the far side, but found her arms too short. To reach them she straddled her leggings and plaid skirt over Tiffany’s pelvis, and then leaned over and grabbed the wayward cakes. When she brought herself back into a sitting position, she found herself staring down at an expectant Tiffany. “Well, I could use some more.” Round fingers poked at her tummy. “If you insist…” Maddy smiled as she leaned forward to dip a treat into the fat girl’s mouth. The smooth motion of leaning forward onto Tiffany’s belly made both girls giggle. “Here’s one for piggy,” a cake entered Tiffany’s mouth. “Here’s two for piggy.” A second joined the first. “Here’s three.” The last of the cakes made it’s way into Tiffany’s gullet. “And here’s something extra.” Tiffany felt her lips meet Maddy’s.
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The end of the work year was met with one resignation and one disability request. Ms.Locke had been sitting in her office, pouring over expense reports when Tiffany poured herself through the door. She had done it. And done it in record time. Tiffany had surpassed the 300 pound rule and gone up to 400, thanks to a very active Maddy. Tiffany waddled in, leggings practically screaming for her to stop and sit down, and slammed her physical down on the desk. “Ms. Locke, I regret to inform you that my weight has become a disability. As such I will have to be telecommuting from now on, as per company policy.” From behind the massive woman, Maddy appeared. “I also regret to inform you that I will be resigning, to serve as a live in nurse….for a friend.” Maddy looked down awkwardly, feeling Tiffany’s sausage fingers give a quick smack on the ass. Locke looked at the papers and glared back up into the round face of Tiffany. She was trapped. After approving the disability leave and resignation, she had a good stiff drink. Meanwhile, Tiffany and Maddy worked on clearing out their desks. Meaning that, Maddy cleaned out the desks and Tiffany tested the strength of the rolling chairs. Her ass had gotten so wide and fat that it overflowed the arm rests. Tiffany’s roly-poly arms rested more on her love handles and hips than they did any part of the chair. “I think this deserves a celebration!” Tiffany said, letting her stomach gurgle and growl. “What are you thinking?” Maddy was finishing the last of the boxes. “Oooohhh, first something fried, then something meaty, then a whole platter of desserts.” She rubbed at her forming triple chin. “I think that all sounds nice, but how about we do that quickly, then go back to your place, and I drizzle chocolate sauce on myself and…” Maddy was interrupted by a large growl from Tiffany’s stomach, a moan from Tiffany herself, and the clearing of a throat from Ms.Locke.
A girl is knowingly fattening up her little sister for arousal reasons. She knows its wrong, but to her it feels so right. As her little sister fattens up, she slowly starts to put on more weight. Initially it's just a little, and she's so enamored by her little sisters growing waist, she doesn't notice how much she's eating. Eventually, she outgrows her sister, who begins to fatten her older sister up on purpose. I imagine one day the little sister keeps her older sister tied up, both now aroused by the other, but the little sister likes to keep control and thus seeks to immobilize her older sister first. Neither is happy about their weight gain, but both are aroused by the other getting fatter. I'm imagining masturbation and sex scenes.
a british school girl wishes she would get 10 pounds every time someone says her name it's works just not in the way she expected
Male boss fattens up female secretary to 300 or 400 pounds and then impregnates her when she reaches the goal
>>2392
Bonus points if she's into it, at least by the end.
>>2382

Really nice work on this story.

Here are some ideas I made from the morally depraved thread if you'd be willing to turn one of them into a short story.

“So what if a girl has magic or some other weird convenient plot device that actually allows her to eat people's best qualities as if they were food? Like a jock on his way to becoming a pro football player, she eats his skills and turns him into a weak femboi.A super intelligent female scientist, eats her knowledge and she turns into a bimbo. And so forth until she eats qualities from the best and brightest in her hometown and causing chaos as so many people change.

As she eats, she gains what she eats which makes her stronger and smarter while she's still getting fat. So she can start taking charge and bullying everyone as they're all helpless without the skills and abilities they used to have. So now people in town have to pamper and feed her like a queen, or else she'll start eating more talents from people who don't obey her.”


“Some how the mob gets their hooks onto a nice strong athletic police lady with a bit of a sweet tooth just as she's about to get a big promotion at the police station. They blackmail or threaten her to help their crimes at first, but as they start giving her big bribes, certain members start seducing her, and taking her to extravagant dinners. All the money, food, and sex, slowly corrupts her moral judgement and sense of justice. Pretty soon she's completely corrupt and uses her mob connections to take out the chief of police and take over the police herself. Pretty soon the whole city is ruled by the mob as she gets a big cut of their profits to feed herself and enjoy the luxuries of ill gotten goods.”
>>2383
Bro…what a prompt! Enjoyed writing this like few other things. I hope that its to your liking :)
Close…but in a weird way.

When Ki-Ki moved in with her older sister, Mine’, she knew it was going to be trouble. Ki-Ki had recently gotten accepted into a prestigious art school that was nestled in the heart of the city that Mine’ lived in. So it made sense that the 17 year old would come to live with her elder sister. The two had started had off on good footing, almost too good. “Oh my gosh, Ki-Ki, you look so freaking good!” Mine’ had said when she picked her baby sister up at the airport. “When did you get the braces off? And your hair is so long!” Mine’ had said as she brushed long fingers through Ki-Ki’s silky black hair. Ki-Ki had beamed when she heard the compliments. If there was one thing that Mine’ took seriously above anything else it was fashion and looks. The 22 year old Hmong girl had always prided looks above, well just about everything. “You still dress like it’s 1995, but we can fix that!” She gave a quick kiss on the cheek, snapping a photo with practiced precision. “Heh, yeah…you’ll have to show me around.” Ki-Ki had said, wary of what would follow.
What would follow would be flurry of days, each more packed than the last. She had to register for school, buy her supplies, go to orientation, and learning how to get around the city. Spread throughout these days was Mine’s cooking…or lack there of. Mine’ had never been much of a cook, to their mother’s chagrin, so she opted for constant take out and fast food. “Sis, maybe next time you could just bring me a salad.” Ki-Ki had said after a particularly large burger. “Oh stop! Don’t tell me that you are turning into one of those pretty girls. Salads make a girl boring.” Mine’ had said, quickly putting aside her own salad. Ki-Ki hadn’t pushed after that, letting meal after meal of greasy food was beginning to take its toll on her body. By the time school started she had grown a little potbelly. It was small, round, and bounced with glee. Ki-Ki would groan as she woke up and saw it peeking out of her tighter shirts.
“Are there any gyms around here, Sis? I need to work this off.” Ki-Ki had asked one night, as the two were throwing out the garbage from another meal. “Is somebody worried that they are getting porky?” Mine’ had beamed, a little maliciously Ki-Ki had thought. “You look fiiinnneee. Sexy even.” Mine’ wrapped herself around her sister’s back, Ki-Ki winced at how much she could feel her butt squish as Mine’ drew herself in tight. “My baby sister should not worry about her body. She should honestly just worry about school, having fun, and making friends.” Mine’ then planted a kiss on Ki-Ki’s neck. Ki-Ki had smiled at this, the tenderness at which her sister held her and how soft her lips felt. “Ok sis, I’ll do my best.” Ki-Ki had walked off for a shower, leaving Mine’ to watch her sister walk away. That’s right piggy, just keep on eating. Mine’ had thought, feeling a familiar tingle rush through her body.

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Mine’ bounced her way over to the couch, a couple bags in hand. Ki-Ki was currently pounding down the rest of the chocolates that Mine’ had given her. As Mine’ approached Ki-Ki turned her chocolate smeared face and belched. “Urrrp, I hope those aren’t more chocolates. I’m too fat as it is.” Ki-Ki wasn’t wrong. As the year had slipped away she had really come into her own. The poor asian girl had a gut that flopped out from under most of her old shirts, breasts that were on their way to becoming tear drop shaped, and legs that resembled pale sausages. “But it’s Gal-entines day! If I don’t eat chocolates, drink wine, and cry with someone then I’m not really celebrating.” Mine’ sat herself on the edge of the couch and gracefully slid herself down between the small space between her sister and the couch. “Uuuggh. Sis, its too tight and I’m too full for that. This stupid belly of mine…” Ki-Ki groaned as she frustratedly jiggled her gut. “Now, now. It’s ok for a young girl to gain a bit of weight. You’re new to the city, new to school, and are on your own for the first time. The same thing happened to my first roommate.” Mine’ slid another box of chocolates over to her 240 pound sister. “Just take your mind off of it for now. Gal-entines is meant to not worry about trivial stuff like your weight.” Mine’s words were sweet, but her look spoke of a devious intent. Something buried far deeper than she could even explain. “Sniff, I suppose so.” Ki-Ki turned to the new box of chocolates sitting at her lap, round fingers working at the tight plastic packaging. Mine’s slim fingers were doing the same.
As the girls sat and took time to silently enjoy the chocolates Ki-Ki couldn’t help but let her eyes drop to her fattened form and then over to her sister’s slim body. Mine’ still was the picture model of asian beauty, not an inch of protruding fat anywhere. Her stomach might not have been as toned as it once was, but it was still as flat as could be. The comparison brought tears to her eyes, and she started sniffing as she still brought more food to her pudgy face. Mine’, ever observant, saw her sister’s worsening mood and made a desperation play. “Hey, have I ever told you about the first valentines I spent with a guy?” She asked. Ki-Ki sniffed, and shook her head “no”. Mine’ laughed easily, resting a hand over her sister’s exposed tummy, leaving a delicate pinky in the deep navel. “Well, I had just gotten into town and was seeing this guy. Mom and Dad would so not have approved of him.” As she talked she popped another chocolate into her mouth, and motioned for Ki-Ki to do the same. Ki-Ki dutifully obeyed.
“He was some roughneck from the sticks. I don’t know how he even moved here.” Mine’ made another move, signaling more chocolates, then more of the story. “He was funny, strong, and a little bigger. We got back to my place, this place, and I wanted to liven things up.” She stretched and slowly pulled off her shirt, she was wearing a black, lace bra. “So I pulled him over to the couch, sat him down, and got on him like this.” She stood up, slowly removed her pants to showing a matching pair of panties. Then she was straddling her sister, slowly working her way up Ki-Ki’s thighs.
Ki-Ki shivered as Mine’ moved up her thighs, the lace on her panties tickling her skin. “Then I made myself nice and comfy.” Mine’ slowly gyrated on her sister’s lap, both girls bit their lips as they savored the motion. “Th-then what?” Ki-Ki asked, looking a combination of equal parts confused, turned on, and interested. “Well, he had given me this huge box of chocolates. So I had to make use of what I had.” Mine’ continued to gyrate, slipping another chocolate between her sister’s plump lips. She continued to gyrate, letting her sister enjoy both the chocolate and the closeness of their bodies. As the chocolates ran out Mine’ moved harder and faster. It felt so good! Watching her little sister throw her head back and moan only spurred Mine’ on. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Mine’ whispered in her sister’s ear. “Feeling that belly jiggle and slap, knowing how fat you are. There’s more to come after this.” Ki-Ki tried to say something, to protest, to say how wrong it was that her sister was riding her like a horse but she found it awfully hard to talk as Mine’ brought her mouth in close. And while the softness and the warmth kept Ki-Ki from responding. What is Mine’ doing to me? Mine’ was finishing now, lust tapering off. She swung off of her pudgy sister and back onto the seat next to her, Mine’ grabbed a box of chocolates and started eating. “Thanks Sis, I really needed that.” Mine’ said, patting Ki-Ki’s tummy.

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Ki-Ki and Mine’ were in the small, extra small given the extra space that Ki-Ki was taking up these days, bathroom that adjoined Mine’s room. Ki-Ki had become so worried about her growing waist that she had decided to weigh herself. Mine’ had to help Ki-Ki read the scale as the poor girl’s gut had grown so large that it obstructed most things underneath her. Mine’ had had to squat down to even get a look at the numbers on the scale. Mine’ had watched the numbers count up, her excitement growing. When the numbers had finally stopped at, Mine’ was practically quivering with sexual tension. “What does it say?” Ki-Ki’s round face peaked around her massive gut, barely able to see her older sister. Mine’ looked up from the scale, getting a great view of her baby sister’s flabby belly and the tiny vestiges of blue panties that peaked out from beneath. “Uhhh, what do you think it says…” Mine’ said, transfixed my how the lowermost fat deposits on her sister’s belly jiggled. “260?” Was all that Ki-Ki said, her voice was weak. “Not…quite…it’s a little higher than that.” Mine’ shifted from kneeling to sitting on the cold marble floor, knees pulled up to her chin. “Is it 280?” Ki-Ki’s voice wavered even more, Mine’ couldn’t see her sister’s eyes but she was sure that little tears were forming. Mine’ reached a hand between her legs.
“Honey, I don’t know how to tell you this but you are over 300.” She reached a sympathetic hand up to her sister’s sagging belly, whilst her other hand stroked evenly between her legs. As Mine’s cold hand touched her warm gut Ki-Ki shrugged away. A growing desire to run away was forming in Ki-Ki. If she wouldn’t have to feel her rolls bouncing up and down she might have, instead she just stood there. “Ki-Ki?” Mine’ asked cautiously, her hand still making quick little strokes between her legs. “What.” Ki-Ki’s voice was flat and monotone. “Look, I know it’s not what you want to hear…but it’s not that bad.” Ki-Ki lifted a rotund leg and slammed it down. It was hard to say what shook more: the jelly in her leg or the room itself. As Mine’ felt the reverberations go through her body she moaned a little, thinking about how heavy her sister must be. “Not that bad! That’s easy for you to say! I can’t even see my feet any more!” Ki-Ki swung from embarrassed to angry in the drop of a hat. Mine’ could see that a little “extra” motivation was necessary here. She sighed, drawing a moist hand out from between her legs, and stood up. “Sissy, I know you’re feeling a little…on edge right now, but this isn’t the end of the world.” She hugged her sister closely, sparks of electricity jumping through her as she sank into the plumpness that was Ki-Ki. “You’re still young, this can melt away!” Mine’ closed further in, reaching her hands down lower, sliding down Ki-Ki’s naked back.
“It’s just that… I look so gross!” Ki-Ki’s puffy arms hung down at her sides, trembling with might have been anger or despondency. “Don’t say that! Don’t ever say that!” Mine’ pulled herself back, looking her sister directly in her deep brown eyes. “Even if you gain more weight you would still be beautiful. Trust me, men and women would kill to be with you.” Ki-Ki scoffed, the noise came out sound more like a pig’s grunt than anything else. Mine’ smiled again, wider than before and leaned in close to her sister’s ear. “Trust me, they would.” She took her sister’s earlobe in her mouth and nibbled it tenderly, while a hand pinched a sagging buttcheek. Ki-Ki, not in the mood for any seduction, much less from her older sister, pulled away quickly and ran to her bedroom. The force and size of the 16 year old obese asian girl moving away sent Mine’ to the floor. She watched with amazement as her sister fled from the room, gut swinging from side to side as she waddled away. Mine’ sighed, knowing that to keep things going, she would have to go for the hail mary. She went to the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of wine, some cookies, and then knocked at Ki-Ki’s door.
At first Ki-Ki was unwilling to let her in, wanting to wallow in her sadness and bulging fat. However, she finally relented, swinging the door wide for Mine’. Mine’ said nothing, instead moving past her sister and going to the bed. She sat down, uncorking the wine, and opening the box of cookies. Ki-Ki said nothing as well, instead filling the doorframe with her burgeoning form. Ki-Ki was not as well proportioned as other fat girls. She boasted no huge breasts, no curving buttcheeks. Those more feminine parts had grown, had expanded in their own small way but it was nothing to her heaving gut. A gut that was slowly forming into two solid rolls that hung down far into her thighs. Cute as she could, Mine’ patted the bed next to her; slowly shaking the wine bottle. Ki-Ki finally relented, hefting herself onto the bed. Mine’ felt herself shift deeply towards the rut formed underneath her sister’s weight. Mine’ still said nothing, instead tipping the wine bottle up to her lips. After a small sip she put it up to Ki-Ki’s, making sure that her sister got a good mouthful. She then took the bottle back to her own, taking a smaller sip, and again put it up to Ki-Ki’s until she had drunk another large gulp. She continued the ritual, making sure that Ki-Ki’s got bigger and bigger, while hers were smaller and smaller. As the larger sister got tipsy, her bulk swaying a little, Mine’ made her move.
“Sissy, you know I’m just trying to help you.” She said, leaning her head onto the padded shoulder of Ki-Ki. “Yeah…I know.” Ki-Ki said, having a hard time forming a thought. “I just don’t know what to do.” Ki-Ki but a pudgy hand around her sister’s thin hand. “We can work through this, baby… here have this,” A cookie was put in the mouth of Ki-Ki, who was too tipsy to refuse. One Ki-Ki was munching happily on the cookie, Mine’ continued to weave her web. “There’s nothing that you can do tonight though, or at least not much. Just relax and be happy.” As Ki-Ki swallowed, another two cookies found their way up to her mouth. “Eat! Drink! And be merry!” Mine’ took another swig of wine, and made sure that Ki-Ki washed the cookies with some. “I suppose you’re right.” Ki-Ki sighed and flopped back on the bed, belly rumbling for more. “Oh, I know I am.” Mine’ put the package of cookies on her sister’s upper belly and stood up. As she moved up, Ki-Ki reached for more snacks, tightening what muscles remained in her stomach to bring the package closer to her double chinned face. “Good girl, just enjoy a treat.” Mine’ said as she hefted her sister’s leg’s into bed. Ki-Ki, without spilling any cookies, instinctively shifted into the center of the bed. Mine’ then removed what small clothes remained on her and crawled into the bed. “Plus, you’re not the only one who has gained a little weight. I’ve even gotten a little belly.” As Mine’ lay on top of her huge sister, she pinched at her own forming belly and love handles. Mine’ then once again began to gyrate on her sister, merging the pleasures of sex and food once more to the drunken girl. Ki-Ki looked up at her sister’s rosey face and body. Mine’ wasn’t lying, she had gotten a little plump. Her breasts looked like they had grown a cup and her bellybutton was a little deeper. To Ki-Ki’s addled brain, her sister’s body looked heavenly. As she closed sausage fingers around the satin sheets of her bed, and her rational mind fled, she thought about how wonderful her sister’s body was. A plan slowly formed that night, even as Mine’s continued unabated.
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It was that night that had really awakened a side of her. A side that Mine’ was well in contact with. The days from there on were an exercise in secret stuffings and secret plans. Mine’ would bring home food, but Ki-Ki would pretend to have already eaten…leaving Mine’ to eat from the huge dinner herself. However, Mine’ was not without her own tricks and more than a few pounds found themselves lodging on Ki-Ki’s already huge form. All the while the sisters would find themselves more drawn to each other than ever before. Though it pained her to use it as an excuse, Ki-Ki would say that she needed help washing herself so Mine’ would come into her shower to wash her down. Mine’ would sneak into Ki-Ki’s bed after a long night of drinking with friends, needing some warm comfort. It was all a game to the two growing girls. Who could fatten who the most? Who could draw the most love and attention out of the other sister (that one was always a tie). The game continued without problem for a year…
“Shit!” Mine’ said as she looked at herself in the mirror. “Shit, shit, shit! How does she keep doing this!” Ki-Ki had once again gotten her older sister to gorge herself. The past year had not been kind to Mine’ slim form. She had gone from slim to chubby to fat to obese with such ease that it was absolutely unbelievable. “Mmmph, that fat bitch is going to get it tonight.” Mine’ took an angry bite out of a cinnamon roll she had been saving. “Mmmmmiiiinnnneeeeeee’, where are you. I need some helllppppp!” Ki-Ki’s sing song voice echoed through the hallway. “Coming, Ki-Ki.” Mine’ yelled back, not enjoying the look of her double chin in the mirror as she spoke. She shifted her bulk to turn and leave, feeling the massive buttcheeks she was carrying shift and wiggle into position. She was carrying more these days, a lot more. Mine’ had been horrified to discover that she had surpassed Ki-Ki’s old wieght of 310. Slim, skinny Mine’ had reached 335. “That skank is playing me at my own game!” Mine’ clutched sausage fingers to pudgy palms as she waddled out of her room and down the hall towards Ki-Ki’s room. Mine’s fattening, while similarly meteoric to Ki-Ki’s, had gone in a very different direction. While the stuffings, feedings, and sensual indulgences had only served to engorge Ki-Ki’s gut, it was Mine’s butt and thighs that were the recipients of the newly created fat. What had been a pert bubble but, had grown and widened into a sagging ass-back. If she had the right leggings or tight jeans on, Mine’s butt took up a good portion of her lower back.
“What’s the matter baby-girl?” Mine’ asked as she loomed in the darkened doorway of Ki-Ki’s room. Her ass completely blocking out all of the light. “Oh…burrrup…I just lost some food and I thought you could get it back for me!” Ki-Ki was plopped in her bed, as usual, with her gut splaying her legs out widly. She pointed a flabby arm down between her legs, where a fallen package of candy rested. “Get it before it melt! I’m feeling a little warm today.” Ki-Ki smiled, making her jowls bounce and sag back down. The teenage girl had slowed her growth, foisting the lion’s share to Mine’, but it had not stopped entirely. Ki-Ki, by last measurement, had broken the 400 pound barrier. The extra 90 pounds had gone straight into her gut, finally dividing the divine organ into two symmetrical rolls, and adding another chin to her face. “Uhhh, I think you’re going to have to reach for that yourself! I’d hate for you to get lazy.” Mine’ tucked her arms under a growing bosom and leaned a gigantic buttcheek on the doorframe. “So mean! I…gruuh… thought..ugh… my sister…nergghhh…loved me!” Ki-Ki grunted as she tried to work herself up and over to the stray bag of candy. The teen was working herself into a sweaty lather as she stretched and bent past her gigantic tummy.
Mine’ loved to watch her roly-poly sibling struggle. That and Ki-Ki’s tears over her ever growing body were an aphrodisiac without equal. “Come…on!” Ki-Ki tried to scoop a pillar arm under her gut to lift it out of the way but found it too hard to lift. With an exasperated grunt she threw herself back on the pillows that lined the back of the bed. “I can’t! Get it for me, Sis!” She cried. “Come on, one more try honey. Earn that stuff!” Mine’ rubbed her thighs together, arousal building quickly. Ki-Ki violently heaved herself forward, tightening every muscle possible to bring her toward her quarry. With her face red, chest puffing, built up gut spilling over the sides of her body, she was able to reach her index and middle finger to the bag. She was just about to retract backwards to comfort when an evil idea came to mind. With the last of her strength she flicked the bag away. It landed unceremoniously at the feet of Mine’. “Oops, crap, can you get that for me, Mine’?” Ki-Ki’s voice was dripping with honey. Mine’ stared down at the bag, knowing what this meant for her. “Oh, let’s just skip that for now. You know you are working on your diet.” Mine’ tried to sashay her hips seductively, hoping to draw her sister away from the food with something sweeter. “I can always start tomorrow, plus…I don’t want you getting lazy.” Ki-Ki winked as she finished talking. Mine’, for the third time that evening, cursed at her sister as she started to awkwardly bend down towards the treats. With her shifting center of gravity and tendency to shatter whatever she was wearing, bending over had become a less and less used skill for Mine’. However, Mine’ was ever the exhibitionist. She spun herself around, giving the heavier (for now) sister a front row seat to her naked ass and began to lower herself slowly. Going down was easy, it was the getting up that was hard. She managed to squat down to her haunches, butt splayed out in every possible direction. Mine’ knew that Ki-Ki was eating every second up, all but worshipping the flabby ass that she had cultivated. So she tried to play her slow standing off as a thing of sexuality. It was no easy feat, and Mine’ felt that she was less than successful. She strained and grunted, pulling herself up with one arm around the doorframe. By the time she got up she was just as sweaty and red as Ki-Ki had been after her exertion.
By the drool that was forming around Ki-Ki’s mouth, it didn’t seem to matter. Mine’, candy in hand swayed her way over to the bed. She was ready for the actual fun of the evening. It was time to dispose of the preamble and get to the main event. She casually threw the candy bag to her sister, lifted up her gut with one hand, and plowed her face into her sister’s crotch. Ki-Ki squealed with piggish delight as Mine’ made contact. She ignored the candy for the first couple minutes, letting herself ride the waves of pleasure and release. As it settled into a more normal rhythm, Ki-Ki dug a hand into the candy bag. She began to delicately peel the wrappers and throw them to the side. When she had a nice full hand, she looked up towards her sister. Mine’ was still willing in between her legs, face buried deep under her gut. Ki-Ki watched as the multiplicity of roll and patches of cellulite rumbled back and forth. The feeling that her sister was a gigantic hog made her giggle, just as much as her sister’s lips made her moan. But time stand still for no woman, and Ki-Ki had plan to continue with. Heaving forward again, a couple wayward chocolates spilling into the hidden depths of her body, she tapped Mine’s flabby back. Mine’ pulled out, questioning look on her face. “I just want to give you a reward, a treat before you get back to the real treat.” Ki-Ki plowed the chocolate into Mine’s mouth, she eagerly lapped it up, licking between her fingers. “Good, I’ll get some more for me if you get back to work. I think some got trapped, I hope you can find them later!” Ki-Ki leaned back as Mine’s round face disappeared again. Ki-Ki had absolutely no intention of getting any for herself, after all…Mine’ was the hungrier girl.

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Every game needs a winner, and every game comes to a close. Ki-Ki had this thought, and other’s on her mind as she pulled a tray out of the oven. She was prepping for what would prove to be a fantastic Sunday. Just her, food, and Mine’s delicious body. She scooped the food, a mixture of several bags of baked chicken nuggets and fries into a large mixing bowl. “KI-KI!!!!! I’m getting lonely!” Her sister’s irritated voice burst down the hallway, as did the squeaking of an overburdened mattress. “Coming honey! Just making sure everything is perfect for my hungry big sister!” Ki-Ki’s voice was gloating, full of smug satisfaction. Ki-Ki grabbed a huge bottle of ketchup, sprayed it in the bowl. She then balanced the bowl on the top role of her stomach. Ki-Ki shoved the overn closed with a shove of her massive belly. It at least had some uses besides driving Mine’ crazy. She then thumped her way back to the bedroom. Possibly, she put more emphasis than was necessary in her steps, but she knew that Mine’ enjoyed feeling the vibrations throughout her jiggling body. Ki-Ki still had not gotten comfortable with her body, it was horrendously big and she winced everytime she was alone with a mirror. But at least she hadn’t gotten much bigger. “Ok, big gurrrlll, who’s ready for their 2nd brunch meal!” Ki-Ki was all smiles as she entered Mine’s room. “Huff…could…we…skip…to the fun? I’m so…full . . . still.” Mine’ said from her spot on the bed.
Spot on the bed was an extremely way of putting it. At this point Mine’ was the bed. She had been stuffed and filled so many times with so many new types of fattening food that she had finally lost the ability to move. Mine’ sagged and flopped over the corners of the bed. Her chins swang and dangled as her mouth opened and closed, trying to convince Ki-Ki to skip the meal. As if Ki-Ki had ever let her bigger sister miss a meal. Despite Mine’ having settled into this form months ago, Ki-Ki was still taken aback by the sheer size of her sister. When she had started out, Mine’s ass was the centerpiece of her body but now everything was just so big that it didn’t matter. “Cooommeee onnn, sissy, I just want you. Not all that food.” Mine’ tried to rise, or shift forward, but found it impossible to move more than her sagging arms. “Ah, Ah, Ah! What’s my rule?” Ki-Ki’ asked as she put the feeding bowl on the dresser. “Uggghh…. No fun until after feeding.” Mine’ groaned, having had to repeat the rule daily now. “But I. DON’T.WANT.FOOD!” Mine’ screamed, her body fat convulsed a she threw a mini tantrum. She kicked pillar legs from beneath a wrecking ball belly, german sausage fingers tightened as much as possible into doughy fists that smacked the bed. The whole fit lasted maybe 20 seconds. Mine’ no longer had the energy for proper resistance. “See, you get so grumpy without food. I better feed you extra today.” Ki-Ki leveled the threat at her immobile sister. It was not lost on Mine’, who sulked back into her fat, letting her shoulders encompass the pink, silky pillows behind her.
“Good girl! You know better than to argue with me.” Ki-Ki waddled over to her sister, planted a sloppy kiss on an extra chin, and began to shuffle around her blob of a sister’s rolls. “Oh, oh, oh. Moooorrree!” Mine’ blushed as she felt her sister digging in her fat. “Now, don’t get…ugh… too excited,” Ki-Ki grunted as she pulled something from deep within her sister’s lower side fat. “This is just to make sure you eat extra fast.” Two strips of long cloth, damp with Mine’s constant perspiration, came free. Ki-Ki rolled herself onto the bed of flesh that was Mine, and hoisted up her left arm. “Today, I want to see what you can do with just your mouth.” Slowly, slowly the sacks of fat that were Mine’s arms were hoisted onto the bed frame and restrained. What had started as a kinky way to make sure that Mine’ couldn’t get away from Ki-Ki’s stuffings, had turned into the only way that Mine’ was fed. “Ok my ‘little’ asian elephant… get started!” Ki-Ki plopped the bowl on her sister’s tear drop breasts, naked for the world to see, and waited for her to start in on the feast.
Ki-Ki had to give her sister one thing, she was good at eating. Mine’ dropped her chin into the bowl and started to consume with reckless abandon. Smacking, crunching, slurping, burping; every noise a human or animal could make when eating Mine’ made. Ki-Ki gawked at the adorable blob her sister had become and smiled. It had been so easy. One day, as the two stretched awake from a night spent entwining their fat bodies, Ki-Ki had offered for Mine’ to stay in bed while she made coffee for them. Mine’ had eagerly agreed and Ki-Ki had bounded out of the room. As she was squeezing extra chocolate sauce into Mine’s drink the idea/question had come to her: what if Mine’ never left the bed? And so the next evolution of Ki-Ki’s game had taken place. She placed less emphasis on raw feedings and stuffings and instead focused on making sure that Mine’ was always resting. Soon her older sister was spending most of her time sitting or resting in bed or the couch. The moment of truth had come once, after Ki-Ki had felt the bed crack and shift when Mine’ sat up, that she tried to inspect the fruits of her labor. She had Mine’ try and stand…and Mine’ found she could not. She was trapped by the glistening folds of her body. She was Ki-Ki’s forever. Ki-Ki now had the biggest, sexiest, sex crazed sister on the whole planet. Mine’ might whine and cry about the damage to her body, but she knew that to ever get any more of Ki-Ki she would have to eat…and eat big!
Ki-Ki found her hand traveling to her panties as she watched her sister eat and feast. Crumbs and bits and drops of ketchup plastered all over her face, chins and breast flesh. However, the gigantic woman finishe the bowl easily. “BUUURRRRPPP … is … there … any … mooo …” Mine’ started to ask the question that Ki-Ki had been dreaming of, but she caught herself. Mine’ was slowly losing herself to gluttony, which Ki-Ki relished. “What a good girl! You finished everything. Time for fun!” Ki-Ki saw the relief on her sister’s jowls, Mine’ thought Ki-Ki hadn’t noticed. But she had, Ki-Ki noticed every new roll, every new cellulite patch, every new dimple, how could she notice the one most important question? Ki-Ki let the moment pass by, it would make it easier for the next meal. Ki-Ki crawled up on her sister’s waterbed-belly and untied her arms. “You’ve done so good honey. I’ll let you pick where I start.” Mine’ considered the proposition. She had a lot of food build up around her face, it could be sexy for Ki-Ki to kiss it off…but Mine’ didn’t want to lose that flavor. “Why don’t you start with my bellybutton today, it’s feeling a little sensitive today.” Ki-Ki kissed Mine’s plump lips, agreed and started to lower herself, trying to find where exactly Mine’s belly button was. Mine’ belched her approval. “You know, I ordered you a scooter and a bedroom crane. I can’t wait to show you off to the whole town!” Ki-Ki said before pleasuring her immobile sister.
>>2383
I tried to paste the original story text in here, but Idk if it took. Bro…that prompt was awesome and I got super carried away writing it! Hope you like it!

Here's the story:
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I know perspective goes outside of character/scenario but a point of view/second person weight gain from the feedee/gainers perspective would be amazing!!!. Please don't name the reader or specify gender as so many do. We need more POV (second person) in this fetish
>>2401

This one might be a bit out of my pay-grade. I've never been that big a fan of the second person or gender neutral type stories.
I know this one is a little complicated, but hear me out. The government decides to do experiments on a new drug to create a super soldiers. After doing multiple tests on rats, research had found only female rats were receiving strength enhancement, while male rats had not. To continue with the experiment, the researchers decide to partner with an all female academia, which teaches young girls to graduating teenagers. Staff ages also range from young 20 year old women straight out of college, to experience veteran teachers in their mid-60s. For a year, the drug would be mixed into all food and liquids that were consumed by staff & students, and the effects of the drug would be kept track. Instead of the super soldiers that they were hoping for, all the ladies become more gluttonous, metabolisms slow down, and cravings for fattier foods sky-rocket. The way the story could be either it focuses on a single staff/student, as we follow her gain and she watches the school and her friends change around her, or the story is told in monthly/weekly field-reports from the researchers, with them explaining what's going on at the school, while also giving examples of students/staff who are going through the changes. I know that this is big request, but after your two previous works, I know you can do a one-shot of this level. Good luck, and have a good day.
>>2403

I had something similar, vaguely, floating through my head the other day. I like the idea of experiments and testing as a catalyst.
>>2400

I've got another one for you if you're interested…

A young girl is searching for her sister, which leads her to a small town. Her sister sent her a small picture a few months ago about her starting to date this rich girl.

One thing of note was that the last time she and her sister face timed (more than a year ago), the little sister noticed that she looked a little chubby.

She told her that she was dating this rich girl who was pampering the hell out of her. However, after a year, her sister just vanished.

Going to the town, she does some PI work and finds out that the local rich girl was an orphan who inherited a vast fortune. She also was a known chubby chaser who enjoyed fattening up her dates.

Trying to find out if the heiress was responsible for her sister's disappearance, she decides to go after her. Stuffing herself a bit, she catches the heiress' eye and the two begin to date.

The dates go well, and the sex is unbelievable, but quickly the younger sister starts to fatten up. Almost at a super fast rate. She eventually finds out that the heiress created a formula that accelerates the fat development cells. She's also been adding a little bit of it to all the food the heiress has been cooking.

Over the course of a couple of months, the younger sister fattens up more and more, finding herself now living with the heiress. One day she finds out that the heiress keeps a book full of pictures containing girls she's been with over the years, all the way back to age 13. Each of the girls in the pictures look scared, and they're all barely mobile or immobile.

The girls sister is in one of those pictures, looking incredibly fat and almost looking to try and escape, her fat body keeping her pinned with a small forklift under her.

Just as the girl finishes reading, the heiress shows back up, a wicked smile on her face as she stabs the younger sister with a needle. Feeling herself grow drowsy, the younger sister passes out.

Awakening, the younger sister finds herself in an almost weird lab. The Heiress is now naked, seeming to get off on the panic in the younger sister's eyes.

She knew the whole time that the little sister was searching for the older sister. She only pretended to not know so that she could have another 'pet'.

Wondering what she means by Pet, the heiress shows that they are in her underground basement. Which seems to be filled with immobile almost blobish girls.

The heiress almost orgasms as she tells about her love to fat girls. Ever since she was young, she loved fattening up her love interests, and over time, she began to love seeing them be consumed by their gluttony. Now days, she loves to pull them together and roll around in their waves of flesh.

Groping what looks like the first girl the whole time, the younger sister realizes that the heiress must have tested the fattening formula on her, as she's easily the fattest girl.

All the girls look distressed and fearful. Now the younger sister is worried about what's to come next. The heiress pulls out what looks like a small tube connected to a metal vat.

The heiress tells that since the younger sister can't leave, she'll just have to make sure she can't leave. The plan is to pump her so full of the formula, she'll balloon up to immobile size.

As the tube is shoved into her mouth, the heiress starts to have sex with the slowly ballooning girl, wanting to release as the girl reaches mobility. Fearing she won't be able to do anything, the younger girl uses all her remaining strength to fight off the knockout drug so she can overpower the girl.

More like sitting up, she simply lets her weight pin the girl as she's in the midst of orgasming. Suprising her, the younger sister pinns her and quickly pops the tube from her mouth and puts it in her mouth. Keeping her arms pinned, she lays on top of the heiress as the women frantically tries to escape, however the younger sister is simply too heavy. Staying on top, she lays there for a few hours as the heiress grows larger and larger, eventually growing too large to even reach the hose.

A bit vindictive, and knowing the heiress is now fully immobile, she leaves the hose in as she struggles to her feet and slowly makes her way over to the immobile other girls. Promising to get help, she makes her way out of the basement and to a phone.

Cut to a year later, the fallout for the incident is now clear. The girls were rescued and returned to their families. They managed to lose a lot of weight through paid liposuction, but many of them had their stomachs expanded due to years of constant eating and thus find eating second nature, as well as somewhat erotic, thus the girls have mostly ballooned up again. Although not to immobile sizes thankfully.

When the police came, they found the heiress a blob of fat, far too fat to do anything really. However, when they came up to her they found that she was moaning, almost in shame, but too turned on by her fat to stop.

The women sued the heiress and managed to win her fortune. The heiress was sent to jail for kidnapping, torture, and sexual assault. However due to losing her fortune, she couldn't afford to lose the weight and thus is kept in a special clinic, still immobile. They say she nurses have to routinely change her sheets as the immobile girl can't stop getting off her herself.

One thing of note was that the formula wasn't recovered. The data was mysteriously missing, and the heiress drank all of the actual formula available.

As it turns out, the younger sister took the formula and has been preparing some of it. Having developed a fat fetish herself, she's been with a new girl for a few months now, who has slowly started to put on weight. Claiming to want to 'even her out a bit' so that she's closer to her weight, the younger sister can't help but imagining her new girlfriend blowing up to the heiress' size. As a blush comes to her face, she adds a little bit more of the formula to her girlfriends dinner.

The heiress I'm imagining is rather perverted most of the time, given that she didn't have parents to teach her how to act in public. I'd imagine the younger sister out growing her clothes, maybe even her panties at one point and realizing how fat she's gotten. And I'm imagining some sex scenes, maybe even one of the heiress literally rolling around in a sea of fat, she she gets off on the immobile girls she has trapped in her basement.
Can you do like a Mother/Daughter or Aunt/Niece wg story where both women become huge (preferably pear-shaped). I really like what you did with the Claire Dunaphy story and would like to see where both mother/daughter or aunt/niece bond over food and weight gain. Maybe even tease in a little bit of incest there
How about Totally Spies? Write a story about the episode Passion Patties, except one thing is different. when the girls escape from the Feeder, Clover is adamant that she doesn't want to leave and is happy where she is. After some arguing, Sam and Alex give up and leave her be, at least until the mission is over.

So Clover gets fed fatter and fatter and has some orgasms because eating those cookies and getting fatter from them really turns her on. By the time Sam and Alex come back, she's immobile, but happy with it.

(Twist ending? Sam and Alex fail the mission because they needed Clover's help. The get returned to the Feeder, get some better restraints and are also fed to immobility?)
>>2424
>Totally Spies
Stopped reading there
In the summer before starting college a fat girl gets in a fight with her mom and is sent to live with her obese, near immobile aunt in an attempt to "scare her straight." It backfires.
set in a all girls bording school with an all female staff where a girl and her teacher make a bet with each other where by they both have to eat any and all food put in front of them and they can't stop eating until it's all gone and they can't say no if more food is put in front of them or gets given to them no matter how full they are for the entrie school year

soon the entnire school's staff and sudents takes an intreast in the bet and place their own on them and start making them and giving them lots of food

now it's a race agaist time to see which one will creak or burst first
Shoot me a note on devianDevi. Maybe we can work something out.
Bah… DeviantArt… Damned autocorrect!
>>2432
Come on dude, get some standards at least.
the wife and daughter of an inventor accidental drink some enlarging Particles and both slowly begins to grow in size and mass they slowly start to notice the change in their hight and weight so they goes to the inventor who explain that if they don't stop growing and expanding they will explode and because of the particles in their body their atoms would split causing atomic explosions . they start growing and expanding faster and grows to the size of a bbw giantesses and still growing much to their embarrassment and humiliation their clothes have burst off and everyone sees them naked . they soon nears critic mass but luckily the inventor manges to throw the antidote in their mouths and swallows and returns to normal but a bit bigger mass wise
>>2458

Mewmew?
>>2378
Um, dude, are you still alive? I'm demanding you to post something already (please, take as much time as you need), I'm just curious if you're still doing this, and if so, which story you're doing next.
>>2469
*I'm NOT demanding you to post something, sorry about that, I didn't mean to come off as an ass. Take your time, I was just curious about an update.
>>2471
All good my dude. I'm still around, just taking a little bit of down time. I'm still doing stuff here, I just like taking my time.
Screw it, one more story

A scientist has found the secret for age. Her body starting to get fat due to a previous experiment where she tried to create a super food paste. The goop was delicious, to an almost orgasmic degree, but highly fattening. She decides to use her de-aging formula to go back to when she was a teen/pre-teen and gorge herself, having been a feedee in her youth. Planning a whole night around it, she plans to de-age herself, be force fed by a machine, maybe bed herself, and then re-age back to normal back in her regular body.

The plan starts good, as she reverts back in age, puts the tube in her mouth, and starts to enjoy herself. This form is slightly chubby, a bit chubbier than she remembers, but the woman, now girl, figures that she must have misremembered being a little chubby when she was young.

Coming loudly, she passes out and wakes up an hour later, stuffed too the gills. ordering the machine to stop, she collects herself, struggles to get to her feet, and goes to get her re-ageing solution. Taking it, things take a twist.

You see, since she ate so much, when her body re-aged, it aged with the expectation that she spent all those years eating. Thus as she ages back, she finds herself growing borderline immobile, much to her horror. Realizing her mistake, she struggles hard to get to her feet, a difficult task while borderline immobile, but also horny.

Eventually reaching the de-aging solution, she woman drinks it and starts to revert. As she gets younger, another problem becomes apparent. Her body, despite shrinking and growing younger, maintains its weight. So she went from a barely mobile woman, to an immobile teen.

Now too fat to even move, she pales even further, a sense of dread, as she feels her rolls of fat collide with the feeding machine. Turning on, it begins to stuff the helpless girl, her face too fat to order the machine to stop as it feeds and pleasures her.
You guys are free to change anything and expand it. It just has a cool concept I thought of.

Stephanie eagerly waited while sitting on her bed. She was hungry, very hungry, hungrier by the minute. Her reflection nearly filled up her entire mirror as she wondered how she got this fat and big. Outside she could hear Alice, her sister, working out and exercising, each moan made Steph hungrier but she just stood there waiting for the call.
“Dammit! What’s taking him so long!” Steph said as her belly growled. Her bed also made noises as she wobbled up and down nervously. Suddenly, the phone rang
-“Finally Josh, you were supposed to be here two hours ago!”
“I know babe, I’m sorry… but just wait until you see all the food I’m bringing you, you won’t resist.”
-“Well hurry up already, hearing Alice exercise has me turned on already, you don’t want to see this fatty mad now won’t you.”
“Of course not sugar, just make sure Alice keeps exercising, I need you as hungry as possible.”
Having done all her sit-ups, Alice was now done to her last mile on the treadmill. She too was hungry, but she knew her fat twin would eat all of her food, so instead she just planned to drink a protein shake and later eat a more moderate amount of food, she didn’t want her sister losing weight either.
Two BKs whoppers, 20 tenders, three caramel milkshakes and a dozen of crème filled doughnuts later, Steph’s hunger had been calmed down. Alice only had half of her protein shake and gave the rest to Steph, not without adding three sneakers to make it more effective.
“There are three more combos in the car if you’re still hungry”
-“Yeah, let’s push the diet further, I can still fit two more of them, my thigs still look small.”
“You want me to pick you up after I leave the hospital baby? We can go see the new Star Wars.”
Stephanie nodded while still massaging her belly and gulping down a burger. “I hear they have a Star Wars themed XL combo, that would surely lighten up my day, you have no idea how much I have to study.”
Stephanie’s belly was bursting out of her red gown when she entered the apartment again, being small, she looked heavier than she should’ve, but Alice knew that Steph wasn’t joking around with getting fat. “I’m gonna go nap in my room, please don’t exercise, my hunger has finally come down.”
“Sure Steph” said Alice while opening her notebook. Her clothes were running big, so she knew she needed to go shopping again, she was also pretty sure that Stephanie was having the opposite problem, but they could no longer trade wardrobe, they were hundreds of pounds apart now.
After the movie, Josh had planned a funnel session for her girlfriend, meanwhile Alice was at her Yoga classes with her friends. As Steph felt the pounds coming in,she felt ever more empowered. Alice on the other hand felt lighter and lighter, able to run the world if she needed to.

9 MONTHS EARLIER

They simply couldn’t believe it was that simple, both girls could now become their sexiest selves. Only a week into their workout and it was evident, Alice was shredding pounds fast, and Stephanie was making sure none of them would go to waste. Alice had always exercised and tried to be healthy no matter her weight, while Stephanie, although very self-conscious, didn’t care much about exercising. Since they were little they were both the heaviest girls on the classroom, both surpassing 200 pounds by 9th grade. Because of her muscle, Alice was about 15 pounds heavier than Stephanie, her body looked more solid, had more ass and her belly didn’t hang as low. Because of this, during high school she became popular, while Stephanie remained the fat sister. Even thought they were obese, their diet was a healthy one, both girls avoided carbs and fatty foods as much as they could.
But nearing her last year in school, Stephanie became jealous of her sister’s popularity. So once they both turned 18, Stephanie joined online dating and started indulging in her favorite foods. She figured that there had to be someone that accepted her with all her pounds, so she dished the salads and started eating how she had always wanted. Soon, Stephanie started loving her body and enlarged her food portions, and men were interested in her, they would meet up and some of them would even offer to send her money so that she was always well fed.

A few weeks after their birthday, Stephanie sprung her ankle. In the few weeks that she had been indulging some pounds had already fluctuated between them, but it wasn’t very noticeable. What was noticeable was the Stephanie’s belly under her shirt at the doctor’s office, where a nurse named Josh, got her vitals and her weight. But her weight didn’t stop her confidence, she found him cute, so before the doctor came in, she asked him out. Because she was instructed to stay in bed and try to walk as little as possible, it was during this week that both girls found out how to transform their bodies. In the last two years they had both plateaued at around 300lbs, for as much as Alice exercised and Alice didn’t, they both remained near each other’s weight. But after their birthday and Stephanie’s new reckless diet, Alice started noticing changes, her workout clothes were now a bit loose on her. Alice started noticing the opposite effect on her sister, so when Alice weighed herself by the end of the week, she knew something had to be going on. Alice came in rushing to her sister’s room and found her chugging a molten ice cream in her bed. “Aha! I knew you were off your diet, I have the wildest theory!” said Alice all sweaty after having exercised.
“You see, this morning I weighed myself and I was 306, last week I was 321 and I couldn’t have lost two pounds per day, and because you were injured and could be gaining weight faster than usual, an idea came to me… what if every pound you gain, I lose and every pound I lose, you gain”.
Stephanie thought for some seconds about her sister’s idea. She had recently began indulging herself and had found love for her body. Her sister had always wanted to lose weight, in a way, this could be a win-win. “But how is it that only now do our bodies seem inversely proportional?”
Her sister was looking for an explanation. “Maybe because we were both trying to lose weight we cancelled our efforts out, but if one loses and the other gains we amplify the effect on each other”
“Yeah but mathematically that doesn’t make much sense…” replied Stephanie while rubbing her belly.
“Who cares! Do you want to try this out, will you get fat for a good cause?”
“You’re in luck, but it’s not because of you, I genuinely have been wanting to get bigger since our birthday, so yeah, I’ll try it out”
“oook” Alice felt a bit repulsed at her sister, but for her plan to work her sister needed to gain, so she went with it. “Let’s diverge then, how much are you weighing?”
After carefully getting up and weighing herself, Stephanie replied “I’m at 309, last week at the doctor’s office I was 294, your logic seems to be holding up… wait holy shit, I had never crossed 300, I’m officially the fat one now.”
“Well keep eating then, and I’ll keep exercising!” Alice closed the door behind her.
When Stephanie was finally able to walk without hurting her ankle, she decided to call Josh and set their date up. They met up exactly two weeks after the appointment, and already Stephanie was nearly 30 pounds heavier.
“You look beautiful Steph” said Josh, who was actually a bit shocked to see her significantly heavier.
“Thanks hun, let me just get this out of the way, I have a big appetite, so don’t be surprised” Stephanie glanced over the menu while licking her red meaty lips.
“Not a problem, enjoy yourself” replied Josh.
By the time the waiter came by, they had gotten to know each other a bit. “Give me two of the Penne Alfredo Shrimp Pasta with all the extra meats. And what do you want Josh?”
Josh was very surprised to see his date not order one, but two dishes.
Before Josh dropped her off, she asked him a very important question “Josh, I had a wonderful time, but I need you to be honest with me… I know I’m overweight, but I want you to understand that I don’t want to lose a single pound, in fact, I plan on gaining weight. So unless you’re ready to see me bigger, I’m afraid we can’t go out for a second date”.


As her sister exercised outside, Stephanie was naked, covered in chocolate and being pleasured and licked all over. The gain made her sister ‘sexier’ and Stephanie would make sure that for every two pounds her sister would loose she would add three to get five numbers higher on the scale. Alice’s struggle was her pleasure, every moan of pain was a gain for my body, I couldn’t had enough. While my boyfriend fucked me hard, I kept imagining what the next 15, 40 or even 100 pounds would make my body look. Say what you will about fitness, but it’s only in my fatness were hotness is found, Stephanie finally felt like the hot sister.

“What do you mean I fucking need to lose weight?” Stephanie eagerly served herself a full plate of chicken wings with rice at her mother’s house. Meanwhile Alice set up a yoga pat on the backyard. She looked around her mother’s fridge and found a bag of chicken nuggets which she put in the microwave while eating the big plate of food. Her mother carefully approached her and looked in disgust while her daughter barely breathed in between bites. It had been 3 months since their last visit, but the girls already had about 70 pounds between them and Stephanie wasn’t afraid to show them off. That day she had come with a red tank top that was a little too small, her big breasts were overflowing the poor thing, while at the bottom a bit of her belly was visible, every move she made giggled her body. Her father looked from a distance while watching TV, but he didn’t said anything. Her mother, finally coming to her senses, calmly told her
“Well look at your sister, she has been working hard on her body and she seems to be prettier than ever”.
-“Well mom, that doesn’t mean I haven’t worked hard on my body, I’m actually proud of me, you can’t tell me I’m ugly. I mean, I like food, and won’t be going on a diet just to lose some pounds”.
“So what are you telling me now, that you like being fucking fat! What the hell is that, who does that to themselves?”
Mom, I’m not gaining on purpose, but I acknowledge that I may gain some weight and I’m ok with that, I’ve learned to love my body… By the way, pass me those chicken nuggets with a coke, won’t you”
Her mother went back again into the kitchen and tried to make peace with what her daughter had just told her, she took the plate full of nuggets out of the microwave and served some coke for her happily obese daughter.
Later in the evening Alice told her to not worry for Stephanie, that she was just going through a phase and that they both had been closer than ever in the past months. But really, they were just getting started, the sisters started the Christmas break at 231 and 369 respectively and by January 3rd they had drifted apart 20 more glorious pounds 212, 388

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