Jason Garrett was a very wealthy, and lonely man. Years ago his wife hadleft him for "mental cruelty." He had wanted her to stop lookinglike Twiggy and have some shape on her. With a smart lawyer she turned thatinto a case. That was twenty years ago.
His one real love was Alyce, his daughter. She was the "apple of hiseye" and he would do anything for her. Unfortunately, she was as willfuland as slavish to fashion as her mother ever was. Now she was asking himto do something illegal for her! Alyce was in the Miss Galaxy pageant andshe would be assured of winning were it not for Laura Nelson. This girlhad beauty, brains, wit, personality, and a perfect model's figure. Beverly,the ex, had just left with Alyce.
They wanted him to do something to Laura so her days in beauty pageantswould be over. Beverly, fiendish as always, had suggested some kind of maiming.Jason talked them into something else less permanent. Reluctantly, he putthe plan into motion.
Laura was driving down a quiet lane. She had just stopped for a light whena man ran up and shoved a cloth over her face. She struggled vainly andlost consciousness.
Laura awoke in a beautiful room overlooking a fairy tale garden. She wasdressed in a diaphanous garment. She explored the area and panicked. Therewas no way out! As lovely as this setting was, it was a prison! The roomhad many books, mostly romantic trash. Strangely, on several tables werevarious cakes, pastries, and candies. The scent of lilacs blew in on thegentle, breeze, along with the aromas of sumptuous meals being prepared....somewhere.
Hours passed. Laura read a book. She was getting hungry. She hadn't hada piece of cake in weeks, and it did smell good. She took a small piece.That satisfied her and she returned to her book. The afternoon found herreading, with a glass of wine and a piece of candy in her hand. On the floorwas the uneaten half of the quiche that had been slid under her door. Thedays passed, with no one for her to talk to and nowhere to go. Laura hadknown from the beginning that she had been kidnapped, and she expected tomeet her captors, but as the days passed and no one came to talk to her,she began to freak. She had thoughts that she had actually died and thiswas Hell, or at least, purgatory.
By the third day the mind numbing boredom was more than she could stand.Screaming madly, she tried to climb the garden wall, but it was too highand smooth. She collapsed at the base, sobbing and exhausted. On a TV monitor,Jason observed his prisoner. He admired her mental strength for holdingout this long. In spite of the snacks available, with little else to do,she had resisted using food to fill her empty existence. Regrettably, Jasonhad to break that resolve.
Laura wandered back and collapsed onto her bed. She was soon asleep. Silently,the doors and windows slid shut. From several vents in the floor, an acridsmoke wafted into the room. If she had been awake, she would have recognizedthe scent as marijuana. By the time the smoke forced her to wakefulness,it was too late. She was stoned out of her mind! She drifted in a pleasantstupor for several hours and then she got the munchies! She was ravenous,and the drug had weakened her mental discipline. She ate everything in theroom and once again drifted off into a drug tormented sleep.
Jason kept her like this for the next week. Laura stayed high for the nextweek. Thanks to the effect of the marijuana, she ate constantly, then wouldsleep for hours. One week later she didn't look much like a "Miss Galaxy"contestant. Her complexion was pale, her eyes had dark rings and bags around;them, her speech was slurred ;and she had a slight tummy, the result ofthe twelve pounds she had gained. Worst of all, she was an emotional wreck;a broken shell of her former self. She would do anything to get out of thisplace.
That is when the messages started, notes found around the room. They said,"...finish your dinner, like a good girl, and you will get out soon."Laura was confused and frightened enough to obey. The meals being slid underher door became larger every day. The trays of cakes and candies becamelarger. As the days turned to weeks, Laura grew larger. The physical andmental discipline that had made her a winner was crushed. She was becomingfat and lazy.
Two months after her arrival, Laura was changed girl. Her tight aerobicizedthighs and ass were soft and flabby. Her pert, firm 34B bust was now a 38Cand drooping, thanks to her constant bralessness. The 53 pounds she hadgained had given her a big belly and broad ass. Her face was fuller, withchubby cheeks and the start of a second chin. However, the biggest changewas to her mind. The boredom had broken her spirit. She now spent her wholeday on her fat ass, reading and snacking. They had began to leave her fashionmagazines, for FAT WOMEN! Laura had given up on herself. She WAS a fat woman,and she could feel herself growing fatter and fatter. She was FAT and UGLY!No one would want her now. She was happy to be locked away, out of sight.
Jason could see the change in her as he watched the monitor. He was readyfor the next part of her transformation. For the first time in weeks, thewindows slid silently shut so as not to wake the sleeping Laura. Once againclouds of acrid smoke filled the room. Laura began to have weird, eroticdreams. She saw penises squirt ice cream. These giant genitals entered her.The feeling of being stuffed was INCREDIBLE! They pumped ice cream intoher, making her fatter by the minute. Her clothes ripped off and she trembledin orgasm after orgasm as her breasts shot loads of whipped cream into theair.
The doctor inserting a needle into her arm didn't know what was makingher moan so lustily, but soon she was out cold. A machine was wheeled in.Long shiny needles were slid into her belly; long hoses leading back tothe fiendish device. More needles were inserted into her heaving bosom.The doctor nodded his head and it began to hum. Fat was sucked from herstomach, mixed with collagen, and then re-inserted into her breasts. Hourspassed, her stomach and waist getting smaller, while her tits got biggerand BIGGER!.
The rays of morning sunshine and the sounds of birds woke Laura up fromher troubled slumber. She sat up. It was very hard for her to do. The birdssuddenly flew from the trees as Laura's screams pierced the morning air.She was dressed in a snug bustier. Garters held fishnet stocking in place,and on her feet were shining patent leather high heel pumps with ankle straps,the straps each having a small gold lock.
But that wasn't why she screamed. Overnight her breasts had become HUGE!Her flabby 38D bumps were now grotesquely over-inflated balloons that coveredher chest from collarbone to the end of her sternum. And they were so HEAVY!.She struggled clumsily to her feet. She had a hard time keeping her balance.Supporting herself on furniture, she made her way to the mirror. She couldn'tsee her feet anymore. Her hair and face had been made up quite elegantly,as were her nails. She couldn't get over it. Her chest seemed to extendto the horizon. These shoes made it very hard to walk, but the locks preventedtheir removal. She felt a chill. Damn! She hadn't noticed that she didn'thave any panties!
Just then she heard a click and the door opened. Laura was elated. Forthe first time in months she could leave this awful room. But what waitedbeyond? She didn't care. Stoically, she pointed her enormous bosom towardsthe door and stumbled out into the hallway. As Laura had suspected, therest of the house was even more opulent than where she had been imprisoned.But it was strange, too. Amid all the beautiful furnishings were eroticpaintings and statuary. All the men were handsome, in a conventional Greek-godsort of way, but all the women were fat! She examined room after room, eachone filled with images of lust. On the TV's pornographic films, all featuringfat females.
She had to sit down. Her newly enlarged tits were making her back acheterribly. The house was still her prison, because she could find no wayout. She had considered climbing the walls. She looked down at herself.But with THESE tits, her climbing days were over. Besides, those pictureswere making her hot. She took a donut from one of several nearby trays andbegan to eat it, sensuously licking the jelly out of it. She had never beenso horny in her life!
Jason had been preparing for this moment for months. Every day he workedout in his private gym. He was in the best shape of his life. His muscleswere hard and pumped; his stomach was a washboard. He flexed and surveyedhis nude form one last time. He was ready.
He entered the room where Laura sat. She gazed at his nakedness. Jasonnoticed that fear was NOT her first reaction. Good. Laura was strugglingto her feet in a useless attempt to get away. Jason stood before her. Heplaced a hand on her shoulder and with only the slightest pressure, sentthe top-heavy young woman flat on her back. He smiled as she struggled likea turtle, because he cold see a glimmer of wetness between her now plumpthighs.
Laura had never felt so utterly helpless in her life, and she was shockedat how excited she was. Jason took a jelly donut and smeared it on his thickpenis, then he shoved it into her mouth. Laura licked and swallowed as sheknew she must. Jason moved down and placed his swollen organ against hervulva. Laura began to whimper. She was a virgin and it was very importantto her. She felt an exquisitely erotic flash of pain and suddenly her virginitywas also a thing of the past. Jason pumped slowly, methodically, perfectlyattuned to her new found needs.
She wanted to hate this, but she couldn't. She felt too good. She beganto feel wanton as her emotions took over. Faster and deeper he fucked her,releasing months and years of pent-up lust. After what seemed like hoursshe trembled from her first real orgasm. She was his; totally, completelyhis.
Over the next days Jason pampered her. She was kept well fed and VERY wellfucked. Her body responded in the only way possible. Each day she grew biggerand fatter. By now she liked it. After another week Jason removed the lockson her shoes. They weren't needed. She was too fat and busty to run anymore;a ponderous waddle was the best she could do. Besides, with all of her primalneeds being satisfied completely, she didn't want to leave. Ancient instinctscame into play and she wanted, NO, she NEEDED to breed with this man.
It was four months later. Jason was watching the Miss Galaxy Pageant. Asexpected, Alyce was a finalist. He was sure his Ex-wife would have a fitwhen Alyce came in second to the slightly plumper girl from Arkansas. Moneyand power were a TWO edged sword. His ex never understood that. Laura camein from the bathroom. She was waddling, as a 311 pound woman tends to do,with her hands on back, trying vainly to support her 74 inch bust. Jasonsmiled.
These last months had been the best of his life. His new wife slid hernaked body onto the bed beside him. Since she had gotten so big in the chest,moving around was too difficult, so she was content to sit and eat all day.Of course, their sex got better and better. Laura was much rounder now thatshe was pregnant. They both loved to rub lotion onto her expanding babybelly. They planned to have a big family. At long last, both had found peace.
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