Cool Yin
11-03-2007, 06:01 PM
SSBBW, Force Feeding, Stuffing, ~XWG - A Mafia Don's rather stupid, greedy and lonely wife decides to double her weight to satisfy her hedonistic desires in the face of his inattention.
Elena's Extraordinary Self Experiment
Parts 1 - 8
(Originally titled Elena’s Extraordinary Bad Idea)
by Cool Yin
(Author’s Note: This story, now rewritten and expanded from the original, came to me based on a drawing found on a website.)
Part 1: Elena and Al
Elena knew that she was a feedee since she heard the first time about it in the Internet. She fantasized about gaining lots of weight, lying on bed all day and being fed or force fed with tons of Fast Food, Candy and Ice Cream.
When she met her nowadays husband Al for the first time, she was still skeptical if he was serious. She found him - or better he found her - online, after she set up an advertisement in a forum that she searched a Feeder for a serious long-time relationship. She had to sort out a lot of trashy and non-serious offers, but Al seemed like a possible choice.
They first exchanged some Emails and then phoned. They discovered that they shared the same sexual feeding fantasies and that they were both well educated, too.
When he demanded a photo she decided to send him one. She was 29 years old, had blond hair, was 5.6 feet tall and weighed 155 pounds at that time. She had blue eyes, full lips and overall a beautiful, a little bit chubby, face. She also had big breasts, a little pot belly and a nice round ass. Her photo, however, only showed her pretty face and a bit of her cleavage.
They agreed on a meeting and she was surprised when he invited her to the most exclusive restaurant in her town. She reasoned long if she should believe him or not, but then she decided to take it serious, so she prepared for the evening extensively. If there was a chance to find her match, she wanted to take it. She only ate a little breakfast, an apple for lunch and skipped her afternoon cake, so that she was really hungry when they met. She went to the coiffeur the same day, spent over an hour for her make-up and dressed up in her best dress with her favorite heels.
When she arrived in the restaurant she was worried that he wouldn't show up, but these worries dissipated quickly. He was ten years older than her, but looked very cultivated and wealthy. She worked as a bank business management assistant and so she had a good sense if someone had money or not. And he looked like only her richest customers look, maybe even a bit more noble. She was pleasantly surprised because he had not mentioned being rich, but then she remembered that he said in his emails that he didn't want his woman to work. She hadn't taken that too serious but now it made sense.
The evening went pretty well and Elena managed to get down 2 appetizers and 2 main menus; together they drank a bottle of wine. She noticed that even though ordering so much food was pretty unusual in this kind of restaurant, the waiters accepted all of Al's orders with the greatest respect and without any glimmer of sarcasm. His attitude just seemed to not allow any kind of fooling with him.
She was really stuffed, but Al decided to test if she was serious about being fed. He said that she wanted her to eat at least one more main menu, a fruit dessert, a big ice cream dessert and share another bottle of wine with him. Elena gasped, but that was what she always wanted, to be made to explore her limits.
She passed his test, feeling full like rarely before in her life. When they left the restaurant a big limousine was waiting for them and she was driven home. She fell to bed satisfied like never before in her life and rubbed herself to sleep.
They met again and again and the relationship got better and better. They committed that they were only seeking for a sexual affair but it was just right between them so things got more and more serious. She spend a lot of time in his big mansion, being served by Al or one of his countless maids with lots and lots of different food, from haute cuisine to the cheapest, fattest, junkiest Pizzas and Burgers. She gained 16 pounds in the first two months and was incredibly happy.
Then Al informed her that he earned most of his money on illegal ways and told her not to care for or interfere into this business. He said he felt it was needed to inform her before their relationship got too close. He didn't say any details, but long story short, he was obviously a Mafia Boss.
At first she was shocked about his confession, but in a way she had suspected it for a long time. The people he dealt with were always suspicious looking guys, but treated him and her with the greatest respect that resembled fear to do or say something wrong. The armed bodyguards in the house should have made her wonder, too, but she was just too happy to think about it.
After the confession she wondered why such a man searched a partner over the internet, but it made sense. Only this way he could find out if the person was really interested in him or only in his money. Or worse, if she was an agent.
On the one hand she was scared and her morals tingled now that his occupation had been revealed. But on the other hand the excitement was clearly the predominant feeling. A real gangster was a huge turn-on for her. She never thought she was like that but now she understood why the bad guys always get the best girls. She decided to accept him like he was and she was happy with it. They had good times together.
After one year of wild sex, heavy stuffing and many binges they got married and she quit her job. By that time she weighed 215 pounds and she was not nearly filled. Her belly was nice and round and her ass was getting bigger and softer. Her already big tits became too big for her bra for the third time.
She bathed in Champagne and she ate pure caviar with her hands from a big bowl.
She loved it when he tied her up and fed her beyond reason many days a week, she loved to eat tons of the most expansive food and drink nothing but champagne 2/3rd of the time. She spend days lying tied by Al in her bed and being fed by the maidservants or force fed and then made love to by him. She was in heaven. She had the chance to explore her fetishism in all ways, she did not have to work and she also could eat whatever and whenever she wanted.
Part 2: Good Times and Bad Times
Another day they went to a very exclusive and noble restaurant and he ordered a five-course-menu for five persons and a Magnum bottle of red wine for her alone. He ordered the waiter to place 5 plates in front of her for each course. She carefully watched the waiters reactions towards this strange order and she saw how he did his very best to stay absolutely friendly, non-sarcastic and pretend that this was the most normal order in the world.
The waiters who brought the different courses of the menu all had the same attitude, too. She was sure that anybody else would either be thrown out of the restaurant, get funny answers from the waiters or at least devaluing looks. But there was nothing like that. Nothing but pure friendliness and submissiveness from them. And neither she nor Al cared what they said or did when they were gone.
At 3am she woke up and because she was totally overstuffed. But she was still greedy for more food, so she made an experiment that night.
She woke up one of the guards in the middle of the night:
"Get dressed, drive to town and get me 2 Jumbo sized chocolate milkshakes from the all night McDonalds", she ordered in a condescending tone to the surprised guard.
She looked straight into his eyes. And instead of telling her to go back to sleep or get them herself he only thought for half a second and then answered:
"Yes, Ma'am, as you wish."
When he came back after half an hour she decided to see how far she could carry this:
"You stupid idiot. That's chocolate! I wanted Vanilla shakes. Now go get me the right kind, but this time don't let me wait that long. And all that waiting made me hungry, bring me 5 Cheeseburgers, 2 Jumbo Fries and 12 Chicken Wings, too."
"Yes, Maam, as you order"
The guard started to go away.
"Leave the Chocolate Shakes here, you stupid jerk,” she shouted.
Again she stared into his eyes and he only looked to the floor:
"Yes, Ma'am." He said as he obediently left.
Of course Elena somehow managed to get all the food into her already overstuffed stomach that night, but more important was that from that night on her attitude towards the personnel changed drastically. While she had been friendly in the beginning, she was now bossing them around whenever she could. She ordered meals from the maidservants, ate them, ordered second and third servings and then complained heavily about the meals quality.
She offended them as much as possible, when she spoke to them she usually ended her sentences with "Idiot", "stupid chicken", "loser" or similar affronts. She also exploited them as much as she could, letting maids cook for her at night or sending guards on tours to far away places for trifles.
She didn't even bother to get properly dressed when she had contact with them and often walked naked through the house totally naked or only wearing her underwear which was usually at least 2 sizes too small. Obviously none of them could do anything about it except quitting the job, because they were afraid of her husband.
Some of them did leave rather than be abused, but the payment was so good compared to other options these people had that most of them accepted her rude behavior because unlike Elena they had bills to pay. She became the total bitch and loved every second of it. She knew that she was bored without a job, so she declared eating and pushing around employees to her main activities.
The only person in the house she didn't boss around was her husband. She did everything he told her and and was totally submissive towards him. She loved it to be tied up by him, force fed to her limits and she loved it when he turned her into a total pig.
Another thing she loved was to spend his money, shopping also became one of her favorite activities. She had an unlimited credit card and Al encouraged her to live extravagant and to be lavish, money was no concern at all, he said. He told her that as long as she only bought products like jewelry, clothes or food and did not try to invest into shares or did other really dumb things she had no chance to spend relevant amounts of money anyway. And his word was her command.
She got fatter, happier and bitchier with every day.
She spent her days in their mansion bossing around the maids, waiters in restaurants or clerks in expansive stores. She burned money for useless stuff and of course she ate like there was no tomorrow. Elena loved every second of her profligate and arrogant life.
But what she loved most were her evenings and nights, her time with Al, when he tied her up and stuffed her to her limits and when she teased him to show her no mercy and always feed her a bit more.
One day Al locked her into the bathroom with her hands tied on her back, the heater turned up to the maximum and the big bathtub filled to the brim with whip cream. When he came back he found her leaned back sleeping in the tub and a good part of of the cream was gone. He filled her up with Red wine, then had sex with her fat, drunk, creamcoated and creamfilled body on the bathroom floor, and left her locked. The next two days she spend the same way and when he came back the fourth evening all of the cream was gone and his wife was laying on her back with belly cramps, but horny like a soldier after a year on the front.
He also made her drink alcohol like she was a whore and she loved it because she wanted to be a whore. She even encouraged him to get her drunk as often as possible and then, when she was drunk she craved for even more wine, champagne or vodka until she became delirious. She fell to bed wasted nearly every night and he loved to ram his member into her helpless, fat, soft body as hard as he could. She was aware of and totally enjoyed the fact that she got the rest of her brains blown out of her.
Part 3: Elena's bad idea
They spend two wonderful years this way, but things didn't stay like that. After those two years he lost more and more interest in her and she was quite sure that he was cheating on her. The distance between the two grew more and more and Elena became unsatisfied.
Even though things cooled down between them and a divorce seemed inevitable, they still respected each other a lot and they still had their excesses from time to time. But they were far too rare for Elena's taste.
But one week later something changed things drastically and caused Elena to do something really stupid. Al informed her that he would be at least four months away in Asia and could not be contacted in that time. He left the house reminding the employees to fulfill any request from Elena, no matter what it was or they'd be in trouble.
She still loved him in her twisted hedonistic way and they had a nice goodbye binge and sex, but the overall situation made her unhappy. One day shortly afterwards she found out that she was not his second wife like he had claimed, but already his 5th wife. She investigated and was pretty relieved that all of them were dismissed with tons of money and not killed. But still she was VERY frustrated and angry.
She was 34 years old now and her life was still very luxurious, but she was bored, unsatisfied and unhappy. She didn't even like to binge anymore, she lost her appetite. She bossed the servants around even more than usual. She threw her whole frustration on them and treated them worse than dogs.
Then, after spending one month depressed and alone while she halfheartedly chewed on her lunch she remembered what she was missing the whole time. She wanted to be MADE to be eating, she craved to be forced to eat. She loved and married Al because of his rough and dominant attitude. She remembered her masochism, her fantasies about being tied and fed until she exploded and that made her incredibly horny and greedy.
In that state of mind, a dangerous mixture of accumulated boredom, greed, masochism and frustration colored by satiation and booze she made the biggest mistake of her life: Instead of just binging, rubbing her pussy and clearing her brain she decided to act out a long time crazy fantasy she had. She planned to double up her weight up in a short time.
Unfortunately she did not fell asleep because of her excitement and she spent the whole night and the next morning making last preparations for her big plan. Maybe, if she would have slept over it, she would have come to senses, but it was too late. She ate a colossal breakfast of 10 scrambled eggs, many buns with butter and ham, honey and jam plus several bowls of sugar pops with milk and a variety of different fruits. She gulped it down with 3 cans of beer in the morning.
It was followed by a gargantuan lunch from a cheap Italian food delivery with 4 plates of pasta, 2 family pizzas and a big bucket of ice cream as dessert onto which she put a mountain of whipped cream. She emptied a whole Magnum bottle of red wine to her lunch. Then in the afternoon she forced a whole Black Forest Cake into her stomach and drank more than one and a half cans of coffee to it to counterbalance her rising weariness.
After that she was stuffed like she hadn't been in weeks. A short time later, it was late afternoon now, she ordered all 8 maidservants and 6 bodyguards to her bedroom, where she was lying only in her lingerie on her bed. She was wearing blue straps that were too small for her, no panties and a blue bra which could not nearly contain her massive breasts and it showed her fat nipples bulging half out.
The employees already had their experience with Elena's perversions and excesses, so they were not surprised about the nearly naked, stuffed walrus on the bed.
The first order she gave was making a bodyguard to fetter her to the metal frame of her bed with two thick, wide soft leather straps that she had already wrapped around her wrists.
The guard was a veteran had no problem with that request. He grabbed her fat arm and tied her wrist on the frame. He was doing the same thing with the other arm, making it impossible for her to escape. Under her constrained wrists her soft upper arm flesh was dangling in the air. She was lying flat on her back, her head resting on a soft red cushion. Her oversized, stuffed stomach was only topped by her 2 mammoth-sized balls of fat, her tits.
She could see how her nipples got hard and erected from the big areola. Her too small Bra was useless, trapped between the fat of her belly and her tits and she enjoyed how it was rubbing against her right nipple. Her legs were resting on the red sheets and she hoped she would not have to use them for a while from now on.
After she was tied and unable to move she gave all of them detailed orders to force feed her for a long time. She was now at nearly 270 pounds and wanted to double her weight before her husband came back in about 3 months. She ordered them to force feed her so that she would gain 3 pounds every day for the next three months, that would make 90 pounds a month and 270 pounds in 3 month. They would have to continue feeding her until she had gained 270 pounds.
The employees were shocked at first, but Elena had expected that and threatened them with her husband. She told them it was his order and that anyone who does not obey will get a real problem with him:
Her next instruction was to force her, if needed violently, to continue eating no matter if she takes back the order in 2 hours, 2 weeks or 2 month. If they let her free before either her stomach exploded or she had gained the aimed weight, no matter what she says during the feeding, she promised them they would get in serious trouble as soon as she got back into control. And nobody wanted to get into serious trouble with her husband She told them that she was absolutely sure she wanted to do this and that they should not be concerned about her belly.
She gave more detailed orders: If anyone tried to contact her in that time, they should tell them that she was on holiday in South America. She had already contacted her closest friends and family members and told them the same.
She would spend the vast majority of the time lying tied on her bed while the maidservants feed her with whatever she wanted, with only 6 breaks a day for hygiene.
To make sure that she would gain the planned weight, she had already organized some devices from her excesses with Al that will help the employees to grow her and placed them next to the bed.
The first was a metal construct that could keep her head fixed and made it ease to open her mouth if she tried to stop cooperating. Al had used it several times on her and she loved it, but she always had a safeword back then. But right now she could only think about her greed and so she saw no difference, because she couldn't even imagine to really want to stop the feeding anyway.
The next was a electric scale integrated into the bed, so the weight could always be checked.
The third was a tube that could be integrated into the face restraint. And if, at the end of the day at 11:30 pm, her weight was too little, then she would be fed through that tube with Yoghurt, Ice Cream and / or fluids (she could choose) until the planned weight was reached. The duty of the maids would be to cook and serve her whatever she wanted and the bodyguards would have to use force if she should try to refuse to go back into her restraints.
Part 4: The feeding begins
The maids and the bodyguards retreated and discussed what they would do with this situation. In the end they came to conclusion that they would fulfill her request because of her husband's words when he left.
As they were discussing Elena was lying on her bed and got more and more wet between her legs thinking about her helplessness and about the incredible amounts of food that will be forced into her poor stomach every day. She realized how bad she had treated the maids in the last years and that they will probably be much more cruel when feeding her, maybe serving her oversalted, too hot spiced or too fat food, but that only increased her excitement.
"Ma'am, are you really sure you want to do this? It sounds impossible for a human stomach to take this" asked the head maid in a last attempt to talk her out of it.
"I know some of you think that I am not able to take this and that I will try to pull out of it somehow. But I tell you one thing: I don't care about that. It may be true and I might say those things in the future, but I repeat my warning for you. If you let me out of this before one of my goals is accomplished, you will be in serious trouble. No matter what I say in the future, no matter if if I am crying in pain, if I am screaming for help, if I am trying to bribe you, if I am trying to threaten you or if I am begging you to stop: Keep on feeding me! Follow this order or you will regret it later."
"So just leave the thinking to me, idiots, and follow my orders, my stomach can easily take it. The guards can leave the room now." responded Elena in a condescending tone. The guards left the room and Elena was alone with the maids.
"Quick, it is already 6 pm and I still have some pounds to gain today, how much am I now?" asked Elena.
"Exactly 265,1 pounds, Maam" answered one maid.
"Good, then feed me to 270 pounds today, so that we start with the desired number. Today you have free hand on me, feed me with whatever you feel like" said Elena excited about the thought of getting her already stuffed stomach filled with at least 5 more pounds of food.
It turned out that day one became already a big problem for her fat stomach.
She had already stuffed it with such a variety of different foods that she had problems to keep it all in, let alone take much more into it. Together with her tiredness plus the combination of litres of coffee and alcohol inside her she was in trouble from the first second of her self experiment. But that was what she had desired, hadn't she?
When the maids saw how Elena was already suffering after some bites, but trying to look confident, they became quite excited all of a sudden. Now they could have their revenge on this fat, dumb, arrogant bitch for years and years of degradation and humiliation.
They fed her tied victim with all kinds of food, from pure mayonnaise to nougat, whip cream and bee honey. They even gave her many big spoons of pure butter to swallow. They deliberately took extra fat or sweet food that would lie heavy into her bloated stomach instead of just using fluids to spare her poor guts. Elena moaned from the excitement but also from the beginning belly cramps.
At 11 pm there was still more than 2 pounds to go and Elena became reluctant in eating because her stomach started to hurt really badly. The maids touched her stomach and it was already hard like a good pumped basketball from all the food resting in it.
Her stomach was now gurgling loud and she often had to stop chewing and swallowing for hiccups and burps. After a whole glass of peanut butter was shoved into her it was too much for Elena and she demanded a break.
"Please, stop it. I need a break. Just 5 minutes, okay?"
But the maids were really into it now and so they decided to use the face device onto her and kept on feeding her slowly with extra calorie rich food.
They teased their victim:
"Oh, Maam, already full? Too bad that you ordered us not to stop. We love this job and want to keep it. Here, drink some more chocolate sauce, we know how much you love it, don't you,"
"Please, no…” she cried, realizing that her protests were futile. There was no safeword, no turning back.
Elena had no option but to swallow and see, if her stomach could take what she had expected it to deal with. Her belly complained about that treatment with louder gurgling noises and with painful cramps. Elena was breathing heavy and moaning constantly.
But the maids did not spare her. For the last pound they forced countless slices of American Cheese down her throat. At midnight Elena was close to tears, she had reached exactly 270 pounds and her belly was bloated more than ever in her life as it was slightly topping her oversized jugs while she was lying tied and flat on her soft bed with the red sheets.
Story continued in post 14
Elena's Extraordinary Self Experiment
Parts 1 - 8
(Originally titled Elena’s Extraordinary Bad Idea)
by Cool Yin
(Author’s Note: This story, now rewritten and expanded from the original, came to me based on a drawing found on a website.)
Part 1: Elena and Al
Elena knew that she was a feedee since she heard the first time about it in the Internet. She fantasized about gaining lots of weight, lying on bed all day and being fed or force fed with tons of Fast Food, Candy and Ice Cream.
When she met her nowadays husband Al for the first time, she was still skeptical if he was serious. She found him - or better he found her - online, after she set up an advertisement in a forum that she searched a Feeder for a serious long-time relationship. She had to sort out a lot of trashy and non-serious offers, but Al seemed like a possible choice.
They first exchanged some Emails and then phoned. They discovered that they shared the same sexual feeding fantasies and that they were both well educated, too.
When he demanded a photo she decided to send him one. She was 29 years old, had blond hair, was 5.6 feet tall and weighed 155 pounds at that time. She had blue eyes, full lips and overall a beautiful, a little bit chubby, face. She also had big breasts, a little pot belly and a nice round ass. Her photo, however, only showed her pretty face and a bit of her cleavage.
They agreed on a meeting and she was surprised when he invited her to the most exclusive restaurant in her town. She reasoned long if she should believe him or not, but then she decided to take it serious, so she prepared for the evening extensively. If there was a chance to find her match, she wanted to take it. She only ate a little breakfast, an apple for lunch and skipped her afternoon cake, so that she was really hungry when they met. She went to the coiffeur the same day, spent over an hour for her make-up and dressed up in her best dress with her favorite heels.
When she arrived in the restaurant she was worried that he wouldn't show up, but these worries dissipated quickly. He was ten years older than her, but looked very cultivated and wealthy. She worked as a bank business management assistant and so she had a good sense if someone had money or not. And he looked like only her richest customers look, maybe even a bit more noble. She was pleasantly surprised because he had not mentioned being rich, but then she remembered that he said in his emails that he didn't want his woman to work. She hadn't taken that too serious but now it made sense.
The evening went pretty well and Elena managed to get down 2 appetizers and 2 main menus; together they drank a bottle of wine. She noticed that even though ordering so much food was pretty unusual in this kind of restaurant, the waiters accepted all of Al's orders with the greatest respect and without any glimmer of sarcasm. His attitude just seemed to not allow any kind of fooling with him.
She was really stuffed, but Al decided to test if she was serious about being fed. He said that she wanted her to eat at least one more main menu, a fruit dessert, a big ice cream dessert and share another bottle of wine with him. Elena gasped, but that was what she always wanted, to be made to explore her limits.
She passed his test, feeling full like rarely before in her life. When they left the restaurant a big limousine was waiting for them and she was driven home. She fell to bed satisfied like never before in her life and rubbed herself to sleep.
They met again and again and the relationship got better and better. They committed that they were only seeking for a sexual affair but it was just right between them so things got more and more serious. She spend a lot of time in his big mansion, being served by Al or one of his countless maids with lots and lots of different food, from haute cuisine to the cheapest, fattest, junkiest Pizzas and Burgers. She gained 16 pounds in the first two months and was incredibly happy.
Then Al informed her that he earned most of his money on illegal ways and told her not to care for or interfere into this business. He said he felt it was needed to inform her before their relationship got too close. He didn't say any details, but long story short, he was obviously a Mafia Boss.
At first she was shocked about his confession, but in a way she had suspected it for a long time. The people he dealt with were always suspicious looking guys, but treated him and her with the greatest respect that resembled fear to do or say something wrong. The armed bodyguards in the house should have made her wonder, too, but she was just too happy to think about it.
After the confession she wondered why such a man searched a partner over the internet, but it made sense. Only this way he could find out if the person was really interested in him or only in his money. Or worse, if she was an agent.
On the one hand she was scared and her morals tingled now that his occupation had been revealed. But on the other hand the excitement was clearly the predominant feeling. A real gangster was a huge turn-on for her. She never thought she was like that but now she understood why the bad guys always get the best girls. She decided to accept him like he was and she was happy with it. They had good times together.
After one year of wild sex, heavy stuffing and many binges they got married and she quit her job. By that time she weighed 215 pounds and she was not nearly filled. Her belly was nice and round and her ass was getting bigger and softer. Her already big tits became too big for her bra for the third time.
She bathed in Champagne and she ate pure caviar with her hands from a big bowl.
She loved it when he tied her up and fed her beyond reason many days a week, she loved to eat tons of the most expansive food and drink nothing but champagne 2/3rd of the time. She spend days lying tied by Al in her bed and being fed by the maidservants or force fed and then made love to by him. She was in heaven. She had the chance to explore her fetishism in all ways, she did not have to work and she also could eat whatever and whenever she wanted.
Part 2: Good Times and Bad Times
Another day they went to a very exclusive and noble restaurant and he ordered a five-course-menu for five persons and a Magnum bottle of red wine for her alone. He ordered the waiter to place 5 plates in front of her for each course. She carefully watched the waiters reactions towards this strange order and she saw how he did his very best to stay absolutely friendly, non-sarcastic and pretend that this was the most normal order in the world.
The waiters who brought the different courses of the menu all had the same attitude, too. She was sure that anybody else would either be thrown out of the restaurant, get funny answers from the waiters or at least devaluing looks. But there was nothing like that. Nothing but pure friendliness and submissiveness from them. And neither she nor Al cared what they said or did when they were gone.
At 3am she woke up and because she was totally overstuffed. But she was still greedy for more food, so she made an experiment that night.
She woke up one of the guards in the middle of the night:
"Get dressed, drive to town and get me 2 Jumbo sized chocolate milkshakes from the all night McDonalds", she ordered in a condescending tone to the surprised guard.
She looked straight into his eyes. And instead of telling her to go back to sleep or get them herself he only thought for half a second and then answered:
"Yes, Ma'am, as you wish."
When he came back after half an hour she decided to see how far she could carry this:
"You stupid idiot. That's chocolate! I wanted Vanilla shakes. Now go get me the right kind, but this time don't let me wait that long. And all that waiting made me hungry, bring me 5 Cheeseburgers, 2 Jumbo Fries and 12 Chicken Wings, too."
"Yes, Maam, as you order"
The guard started to go away.
"Leave the Chocolate Shakes here, you stupid jerk,” she shouted.
Again she stared into his eyes and he only looked to the floor:
"Yes, Ma'am." He said as he obediently left.
Of course Elena somehow managed to get all the food into her already overstuffed stomach that night, but more important was that from that night on her attitude towards the personnel changed drastically. While she had been friendly in the beginning, she was now bossing them around whenever she could. She ordered meals from the maidservants, ate them, ordered second and third servings and then complained heavily about the meals quality.
She offended them as much as possible, when she spoke to them she usually ended her sentences with "Idiot", "stupid chicken", "loser" or similar affronts. She also exploited them as much as she could, letting maids cook for her at night or sending guards on tours to far away places for trifles.
She didn't even bother to get properly dressed when she had contact with them and often walked naked through the house totally naked or only wearing her underwear which was usually at least 2 sizes too small. Obviously none of them could do anything about it except quitting the job, because they were afraid of her husband.
Some of them did leave rather than be abused, but the payment was so good compared to other options these people had that most of them accepted her rude behavior because unlike Elena they had bills to pay. She became the total bitch and loved every second of it. She knew that she was bored without a job, so she declared eating and pushing around employees to her main activities.
The only person in the house she didn't boss around was her husband. She did everything he told her and and was totally submissive towards him. She loved it to be tied up by him, force fed to her limits and she loved it when he turned her into a total pig.
Another thing she loved was to spend his money, shopping also became one of her favorite activities. She had an unlimited credit card and Al encouraged her to live extravagant and to be lavish, money was no concern at all, he said. He told her that as long as she only bought products like jewelry, clothes or food and did not try to invest into shares or did other really dumb things she had no chance to spend relevant amounts of money anyway. And his word was her command.
She got fatter, happier and bitchier with every day.
She spent her days in their mansion bossing around the maids, waiters in restaurants or clerks in expansive stores. She burned money for useless stuff and of course she ate like there was no tomorrow. Elena loved every second of her profligate and arrogant life.
But what she loved most were her evenings and nights, her time with Al, when he tied her up and stuffed her to her limits and when she teased him to show her no mercy and always feed her a bit more.
One day Al locked her into the bathroom with her hands tied on her back, the heater turned up to the maximum and the big bathtub filled to the brim with whip cream. When he came back he found her leaned back sleeping in the tub and a good part of of the cream was gone. He filled her up with Red wine, then had sex with her fat, drunk, creamcoated and creamfilled body on the bathroom floor, and left her locked. The next two days she spend the same way and when he came back the fourth evening all of the cream was gone and his wife was laying on her back with belly cramps, but horny like a soldier after a year on the front.
He also made her drink alcohol like she was a whore and she loved it because she wanted to be a whore. She even encouraged him to get her drunk as often as possible and then, when she was drunk she craved for even more wine, champagne or vodka until she became delirious. She fell to bed wasted nearly every night and he loved to ram his member into her helpless, fat, soft body as hard as he could. She was aware of and totally enjoyed the fact that she got the rest of her brains blown out of her.
Part 3: Elena's bad idea
They spend two wonderful years this way, but things didn't stay like that. After those two years he lost more and more interest in her and she was quite sure that he was cheating on her. The distance between the two grew more and more and Elena became unsatisfied.
Even though things cooled down between them and a divorce seemed inevitable, they still respected each other a lot and they still had their excesses from time to time. But they were far too rare for Elena's taste.
But one week later something changed things drastically and caused Elena to do something really stupid. Al informed her that he would be at least four months away in Asia and could not be contacted in that time. He left the house reminding the employees to fulfill any request from Elena, no matter what it was or they'd be in trouble.
She still loved him in her twisted hedonistic way and they had a nice goodbye binge and sex, but the overall situation made her unhappy. One day shortly afterwards she found out that she was not his second wife like he had claimed, but already his 5th wife. She investigated and was pretty relieved that all of them were dismissed with tons of money and not killed. But still she was VERY frustrated and angry.
She was 34 years old now and her life was still very luxurious, but she was bored, unsatisfied and unhappy. She didn't even like to binge anymore, she lost her appetite. She bossed the servants around even more than usual. She threw her whole frustration on them and treated them worse than dogs.
Then, after spending one month depressed and alone while she halfheartedly chewed on her lunch she remembered what she was missing the whole time. She wanted to be MADE to be eating, she craved to be forced to eat. She loved and married Al because of his rough and dominant attitude. She remembered her masochism, her fantasies about being tied and fed until she exploded and that made her incredibly horny and greedy.
In that state of mind, a dangerous mixture of accumulated boredom, greed, masochism and frustration colored by satiation and booze she made the biggest mistake of her life: Instead of just binging, rubbing her pussy and clearing her brain she decided to act out a long time crazy fantasy she had. She planned to double up her weight up in a short time.
Unfortunately she did not fell asleep because of her excitement and she spent the whole night and the next morning making last preparations for her big plan. Maybe, if she would have slept over it, she would have come to senses, but it was too late. She ate a colossal breakfast of 10 scrambled eggs, many buns with butter and ham, honey and jam plus several bowls of sugar pops with milk and a variety of different fruits. She gulped it down with 3 cans of beer in the morning.
It was followed by a gargantuan lunch from a cheap Italian food delivery with 4 plates of pasta, 2 family pizzas and a big bucket of ice cream as dessert onto which she put a mountain of whipped cream. She emptied a whole Magnum bottle of red wine to her lunch. Then in the afternoon she forced a whole Black Forest Cake into her stomach and drank more than one and a half cans of coffee to it to counterbalance her rising weariness.
After that she was stuffed like she hadn't been in weeks. A short time later, it was late afternoon now, she ordered all 8 maidservants and 6 bodyguards to her bedroom, where she was lying only in her lingerie on her bed. She was wearing blue straps that were too small for her, no panties and a blue bra which could not nearly contain her massive breasts and it showed her fat nipples bulging half out.
The employees already had their experience with Elena's perversions and excesses, so they were not surprised about the nearly naked, stuffed walrus on the bed.
The first order she gave was making a bodyguard to fetter her to the metal frame of her bed with two thick, wide soft leather straps that she had already wrapped around her wrists.
The guard was a veteran had no problem with that request. He grabbed her fat arm and tied her wrist on the frame. He was doing the same thing with the other arm, making it impossible for her to escape. Under her constrained wrists her soft upper arm flesh was dangling in the air. She was lying flat on her back, her head resting on a soft red cushion. Her oversized, stuffed stomach was only topped by her 2 mammoth-sized balls of fat, her tits.
She could see how her nipples got hard and erected from the big areola. Her too small Bra was useless, trapped between the fat of her belly and her tits and she enjoyed how it was rubbing against her right nipple. Her legs were resting on the red sheets and she hoped she would not have to use them for a while from now on.
After she was tied and unable to move she gave all of them detailed orders to force feed her for a long time. She was now at nearly 270 pounds and wanted to double her weight before her husband came back in about 3 months. She ordered them to force feed her so that she would gain 3 pounds every day for the next three months, that would make 90 pounds a month and 270 pounds in 3 month. They would have to continue feeding her until she had gained 270 pounds.
The employees were shocked at first, but Elena had expected that and threatened them with her husband. She told them it was his order and that anyone who does not obey will get a real problem with him:
Her next instruction was to force her, if needed violently, to continue eating no matter if she takes back the order in 2 hours, 2 weeks or 2 month. If they let her free before either her stomach exploded or she had gained the aimed weight, no matter what she says during the feeding, she promised them they would get in serious trouble as soon as she got back into control. And nobody wanted to get into serious trouble with her husband She told them that she was absolutely sure she wanted to do this and that they should not be concerned about her belly.
She gave more detailed orders: If anyone tried to contact her in that time, they should tell them that she was on holiday in South America. She had already contacted her closest friends and family members and told them the same.
She would spend the vast majority of the time lying tied on her bed while the maidservants feed her with whatever she wanted, with only 6 breaks a day for hygiene.
To make sure that she would gain the planned weight, she had already organized some devices from her excesses with Al that will help the employees to grow her and placed them next to the bed.
The first was a metal construct that could keep her head fixed and made it ease to open her mouth if she tried to stop cooperating. Al had used it several times on her and she loved it, but she always had a safeword back then. But right now she could only think about her greed and so she saw no difference, because she couldn't even imagine to really want to stop the feeding anyway.
The next was a electric scale integrated into the bed, so the weight could always be checked.
The third was a tube that could be integrated into the face restraint. And if, at the end of the day at 11:30 pm, her weight was too little, then she would be fed through that tube with Yoghurt, Ice Cream and / or fluids (she could choose) until the planned weight was reached. The duty of the maids would be to cook and serve her whatever she wanted and the bodyguards would have to use force if she should try to refuse to go back into her restraints.
Part 4: The feeding begins
The maids and the bodyguards retreated and discussed what they would do with this situation. In the end they came to conclusion that they would fulfill her request because of her husband's words when he left.
As they were discussing Elena was lying on her bed and got more and more wet between her legs thinking about her helplessness and about the incredible amounts of food that will be forced into her poor stomach every day. She realized how bad she had treated the maids in the last years and that they will probably be much more cruel when feeding her, maybe serving her oversalted, too hot spiced or too fat food, but that only increased her excitement.
"Ma'am, are you really sure you want to do this? It sounds impossible for a human stomach to take this" asked the head maid in a last attempt to talk her out of it.
"I know some of you think that I am not able to take this and that I will try to pull out of it somehow. But I tell you one thing: I don't care about that. It may be true and I might say those things in the future, but I repeat my warning for you. If you let me out of this before one of my goals is accomplished, you will be in serious trouble. No matter what I say in the future, no matter if if I am crying in pain, if I am screaming for help, if I am trying to bribe you, if I am trying to threaten you or if I am begging you to stop: Keep on feeding me! Follow this order or you will regret it later."
"So just leave the thinking to me, idiots, and follow my orders, my stomach can easily take it. The guards can leave the room now." responded Elena in a condescending tone. The guards left the room and Elena was alone with the maids.
"Quick, it is already 6 pm and I still have some pounds to gain today, how much am I now?" asked Elena.
"Exactly 265,1 pounds, Maam" answered one maid.
"Good, then feed me to 270 pounds today, so that we start with the desired number. Today you have free hand on me, feed me with whatever you feel like" said Elena excited about the thought of getting her already stuffed stomach filled with at least 5 more pounds of food.
It turned out that day one became already a big problem for her fat stomach.
She had already stuffed it with such a variety of different foods that she had problems to keep it all in, let alone take much more into it. Together with her tiredness plus the combination of litres of coffee and alcohol inside her she was in trouble from the first second of her self experiment. But that was what she had desired, hadn't she?
When the maids saw how Elena was already suffering after some bites, but trying to look confident, they became quite excited all of a sudden. Now they could have their revenge on this fat, dumb, arrogant bitch for years and years of degradation and humiliation.
They fed her tied victim with all kinds of food, from pure mayonnaise to nougat, whip cream and bee honey. They even gave her many big spoons of pure butter to swallow. They deliberately took extra fat or sweet food that would lie heavy into her bloated stomach instead of just using fluids to spare her poor guts. Elena moaned from the excitement but also from the beginning belly cramps.
At 11 pm there was still more than 2 pounds to go and Elena became reluctant in eating because her stomach started to hurt really badly. The maids touched her stomach and it was already hard like a good pumped basketball from all the food resting in it.
Her stomach was now gurgling loud and she often had to stop chewing and swallowing for hiccups and burps. After a whole glass of peanut butter was shoved into her it was too much for Elena and she demanded a break.
"Please, stop it. I need a break. Just 5 minutes, okay?"
But the maids were really into it now and so they decided to use the face device onto her and kept on feeding her slowly with extra calorie rich food.
They teased their victim:
"Oh, Maam, already full? Too bad that you ordered us not to stop. We love this job and want to keep it. Here, drink some more chocolate sauce, we know how much you love it, don't you,"
"Please, no…” she cried, realizing that her protests were futile. There was no safeword, no turning back.
Elena had no option but to swallow and see, if her stomach could take what she had expected it to deal with. Her belly complained about that treatment with louder gurgling noises and with painful cramps. Elena was breathing heavy and moaning constantly.
But the maids did not spare her. For the last pound they forced countless slices of American Cheese down her throat. At midnight Elena was close to tears, she had reached exactly 270 pounds and her belly was bloated more than ever in her life as it was slightly topping her oversized jugs while she was lying tied and flat on her soft bed with the red sheets.
Story continued in post 14