Joe and I had heard rumors about the fat woman who lived next door to us.Some say she is the fattest woman ever to have lived. So with our teenagecuriosity piqued, and nothing better to do on a long, boring, summer afternoon,we set out across the field that separated our two small farmhouses.
Along with the rumors of enormous girth, came the usual 13 year old roomersof vicious guard dogs, and crazy family members armed with shotguns. Soit was with trepidation that we leapt the barbed wire fence and approachedthe house across the field looking for blubber the likes of which we hadnever seen before.
As we neared the house, we realized that there were no guard dogs or crazyrelatives, or that if they were there, they were out for now.
"Let's look in a window" Joe suggested, so I obliged him by lettinghim stand on my back.
"Hold still", she huffed "you're not very stable!"
"You're too heavy", I griped back. Joe and I were quite chubby- some might even say fat, but it didn't bother us. We kind of liked ourpliable bodies, and the thought of someone fatter than us living right nextdoor to me was to much a challenge to our curiosity. "do you see anything?"
"Not yet, let's try another window"
On the second window, I got to look.
"Whacha see, Pete" Joe said grunting under my weight.
"I'm not sure" I said but as soon as the words left my lips,I figured out what it was I was staring at. Poking through one of the doorsto the room I was looking into was this strange off-white and pinkish roundedthing. It looked like a gigantic ooze of molasses frozen halfway throughthe door. It was as wide as the door and about a foot and a half tall, roundedand obviously spilling into this room from the next room ( the one withthe shades drawn). It was only when it moved that I realized it was humanflesh! If this was part of the fat woman then he must truly be the fattestwoman on the face of the earth!
"Joe, you're not going to believe this, so just come with me!"I said, jumping off his back.
We went around to the front door which was unlocked and went in. I wasonly so bold because I was now certain that the fat woman was alone. Aswe approached the room in question heard Joe gasp as he realized what themound on the floor led to. Soon we were looking into an averages-sized bedroomfilled wall to wall with the fold of flab of the worlds fattest woman fastasleep and probably completely naked, though it was difficult to tell athers size.
She must have sensed us coming or heard the floorboards creek, becauseshe awoke with a start to see two chubby, wide-eyed, open-mouthed thirteenyear olds staring at her. She started to laugh.
"I suppose I should tell you how I got like this since your curiositywas obviously enough to overwhelm your sense of manners, or did I just sleepthrough your knock on the door? It's OK. Look, just climb up onto me andmake yourselves comfortable. It won't hurt me honestly. There, that's better.
It all started when I was on an archeological dig in Florida, unearthinga 450 year old pirate settlement when I stumbled upon a strange artifact.It didn't look like much really, just a cheap glass bottle, the kind ofwhich you find at any suburban swap meet, but it was much more.
It had a pretty iridescence about its coloration and I thought it wouldlook good if it were cleaned for display, so i started rubbing it, and youknow what? GENIES REALLY EXIST!!!!! Well, at first I didn't believe it either,but she said I was her master for the rest of my life and all of her powerwas at my disposal, but I could only use the wishes to affect me directly.
At first, I thought of wealth, power, all the usual things, but I decidedto take the genie back to my hotel room and think about this further, becauseI know you have to be careful what you wish for, because you may just getit!
I spent most of the night talking to the genie about what I should wishfor and about how she got into the bottle and her history and desires too.She said she didn't want to be freed from service because she enjoyed makingothers happy, she hibernates through the time from one master to the next,and she liked me. No one else had shown any interest in her before, shesaid.
Eventually, I decided to start with something simple and I've always likedthis part of the country so I wished to live in this farm house. After wemoved in here, I began to think of other things - great meals, a beautifulgarden, a state of the art entertainment center and laser discs of everymovie ever made - the usual stuff. But, eventually I got tired of thosethings and began to think of myself - I mean my body. I decided to try differenthair colors and lengths, as well as skin tone but eventually went back tomy natural state. There was, however, one aspect of me that never felt quiteright.
You see, I' ve always wanted to be FAT. I had been skinny all of my lifeand always thought that it just wasn't me. Maybe I was a sumo warrior inanother life, but my skinny body never appealed to me and I always feltinhibited sexually and otherwise because of it. And even beyond that, Iwanted to gain the weight, not just instantly weigh 600 pounds. I had triedto gain in the past, but never met with any success, so at 170 pounds onmy 6 foot frame, I wished to get FATTER!
"How much and how fast" said the genie.
I had never really thought about it. I mean, how do you know what is fatenough until you get there? So I just said a pound a day until I say stop.
"It is done", she said.
Over the next week, I felt my body start to grow and my clothes get tighter.It caused me so much pleasure on every level that by the second week, Iwas walking around with a permanent smile and hard-on. At the end of theweek, I revised my wish.
"Genie," I said "I wish to gain 3 pounds a day until I saystop."
"It is done."
Then I thought that if I was only gaining FAT, that I would soon tire easilyand not enjoy it, but she said she had taken care of that by making surethat I would gain the appropriate muscle, bone, blood vessels and otherbody parts to compensate. She also said that I would probably feel hungrierall the time soon as my organs expanded proportionately too, although Iwouldn't have to eat all the food ordinarily necessary to get that fat thatfast. If I had to do that, I'd have no time for anything else, and I didn'twant that. And in a very strange voice, she said she thought I was lookingbetter with the added weight. Little did I know how much she truly likedmy FAT!
So it was with great anticipation that I awaited the mounds of jiggly blubberthat were soon to be piled on my then 184 pound frame. Eight days and 24pounds later I revised my wish again!
"Genie", I said "I wish to gain 5 pounds a day!"
"It is done......Are you happy with where the fat is growing on yourbody-that-looks-better- every-day?"
I hadn't thought of that, so I told her that I wanted my butt to be mybiggest attribute for now, followed by my belly, thighs, and the rest ofme, but NO double chin. She said it is done and that she thought my choiceswould look beautiful, with this look of desire in her eyes.
All through the next few days I would feel my clothes tighten during theday, and I could practically watch my gut growing! It was the biggest sexualturn-on I've ever experienced, knowing I was getting all the time fatterand FATTER and FATTER and FATTER!!!! I even started to gain beyond the fivepound limit, but genie said it was just the food I was eating. As I gotfatter I got hungrier and the food and getting fatter turned me on so muchthat I was eating enough to put extra weight on me.
One week later, I revised my wish again!
"Genie," I said "I now wish to gain 10 pounds a day!"
"It is done," she said, and came from behind me to fondle mygrowing love handles and spare tire that bulged over the size 44" jeansthat my butt filled to the seem bursting point. I knew she was a good masseur,from all of the massages I had been getting ever since I found her bottle- very few things beat a good massage, but she was about to show me one.
I relaxed into her caress and her hands went all over my fat body lovingly.I was surprised when she started undoing my pants which my body fairly explodedout of (I was gaining a pound of FAT every 2 1/2 hours!), but I always feltsafe with her around and I decided to see what would come from this newexperience of sensuality. Besides, my dick was as hard as a rock and gotharder as she undid each of my pants buttons.
She practically had to peel my jeans off of my ballooning thighs. Thenshe lowered me to the floor and started to fondle me everywhere from headto toe as I quivered at her touch, both from emotion and from fatness. Itwas the most sensual touching experience I've ever had, but it went no further.When I asked her why, she said that I'd have to wait until I got FATTER.A great lover of anticipation, I agreed knowing that I'd bee enormous inno time.
After two days of outgrowing several sizes of pants a day, I revised mywish again.
"Genie", I said "I now wish to gain 25 pounds a day!!"
I could tell even she was in shock at my request of more than a pound ofdelicious FAT an hour, but she smiled a twisted smile of sexual desire andsaid soft and slow "It is done."
The rest of the day was spent in a whirl of food, sex and mounds and pileof voluptuous wiggling, jiggling, soft, squishy FAT. By the end of the day,my now 300 pound body was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Youreally could sit still an watch my butt expand with soft fleshy roundness.My belly was starting to sag down over the part of flesh above my dick,and the thought of my dick permanently under the weight of my bouncy, jiggly,belly made me shoot instantly.
And the sex......THE SEX!!!!! Every square inch (and that was a lot ofinches now) of my huge body was now an erogenous zone, and Genie was a masterof touch sensations. She would give me goose bumps instantly by rubbingher hands over my body at a height that only disturbed my body hairs (fromthe peach fuzz on the seemingly uncovered parts to the thickness of my beard)but did not touch my skin. She was also an expert at pleasing me with intercourseof every position and type imaginable. I was also given great pleasure bybeing able to reciprocate and she seemed to be in ecstasy as I fondled andrubbed her. I truly loved her and the realization, a few days later, thatshe truly loved me hit me like a ton of bricks.
I was now 400 pounds of beautiful blubber!, and I asked her if she lovedme. She said she had always loved me from even before she found me on thebeach. She explained to me how, 4000 years ago, when I first became hermaster, she gave me what I wanted, and what I wanted was food, and lotsof it! As I grew fatter, she started to feel desire for me, and used herpower to help me be happy and fat, She loved me and I loved her in a lovethat is the stuff of legend. When I grew old and was near death, togetherwe tried to find a way to keep ourselves together, but she didn't have thepower to stop death. Sadly we were ready to part forever when I told ofa belief in the east that we do not truly die but reincarnate until we aredone with our work on this world. She then used her power to discover thetruth to this belief and requested to be set free to place herself wheremy next incarnation would find her. I found her every time and togetherwe grew, and grew to love each other, FATNESS always being a centerpieceto our sensual pleasure.
After the night of her explanation, I started getting fatter at an alarmingrate, which caused us both no end of joy. Soon it became apparent that nomatter how much I tried, there was a limit to mobility with being so FAT.Ever since then, I spend different parts of the day at whatever size I want,and my favorite for the afternoon nap (we're usually up late at night) isFAT ENOUGH TO FILL A ROOM.
So, that's my story. What do you two chubby boys think?
I looked over at my friend Joe at the question hoping he would answer soI didn't have to admit to my secret longing to put on FAT like this womanhad done. I didn't even need to be this fat or a genie to do it. I couldget FAT easily enough with my appetite and body type. Joe answered for me.
"Where's the Genie now?"
"She's asleep underneath me." said the fat woman. "She likesto feel the weight of my body on top of her, and she doesn't need to breatheanyway. I'm glad you liked my story."
"We didn't say that", I said.
"One look at your shorts during the story and I could tell you wereenjoying it."
It was true. I had been hard at some of the more Fat filled descriptionsof his body and of the sex, but I didn't know that Joe had felt the sameway.
"If you two boys want to experience some of the pleasure of beingseriously obese," he said. Perhaps I can persuade the genie to letyou gain beautiful blubber the way I did."
This time I did notice Joe's dick snap to attention like only a teenagerscan as mine did the same at the mention of incredible FAT gain.
"But to prove that you're serious about a life devoted to the pleasuresof ample flesh," he went on "I don't want you coming back hereuntil you've both put on some more weight. Let's say ten pounds. That shouldn'ttake too long with your physiques. And next time you come back, come inthe early evening, and that time - please knock."
We climbed down off his mountain of blubber and out of the room he filled,and as we were crossing the field I could tell we were both thinking thesame thing - who'll get FAT the fastest?
"I gotta go home now", Joe said unconvincingly.
I knew what he was going to do once he got there.
When I got home the first thing I said to my mother as I burst into thekitchen was "Mom, I'm hungry. What do we have to eat?!"