Alien Takeover (Parts 1-7) - by Jake (aka JMJ) (~BBW, Alien magic, Intrigue, ~XWG)

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  1. Jul 2, 2007 #21

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    this is a very interesting read :D
     
  2. Jul 2, 2007 #22

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  3. Jul 2, 2007 #23

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    Not that I'm not enjoying the story, but I do have a question. In the first three parts there was a lot of description given about the specifics of the gain, then in the next two parts it seemed to become more abstract, relying on the reader's imagination to fill in the gaps as they pleased. Both are good styles to use, but the shift has left me a bit confused. Was there a specific reason, or did you just feel like a change?
     
  4. Aug 4, 2007 #24

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    [Author's note: Hello again. Sorry for the delay everyone. I give you the second to last part of this story. I hope everyone has enjoyed it and again I have appreciated all of the feed back.

    While after the next part Desiree's story will be finished, the aliens will still have other people to influence as they continue their quest.

    Thanks again everyone.

    Jake (JMJ)]


    Part Six

    The cold weather was in full swing that January, but Desiree was still using her fan inside her apartment. She was constantly sweating and any sort of physical activity would leave her out of breath. It was a good thing she only lived on the second floor because even that little walk up one flight of stairs left her drained and craving a cold refreshing drink.

    Desiree attributed her fatigue and body heat to all the hard efffort she was putting out at work as well as the weather keeping her sluggish. Grunting, she pulled up her sweat pants and slowly waddled to the kitchen, placing her rear in a chair as she waited for Angela to get up to her apartment.

    On this particular Saturday, the two friends were going to hit up the breakfast at IHOP, before returning back to her apartment to watch a few movies from Blockbuster. Desiree was happy that Angela was such a good friend because she really got lonely sitting in her apartment all day long when she wasn’t at work. She had completely alienated herself from her old friends and when she had tried to call them they just ignored all of her calls and never called her back. They were tired of her not calling them, and after over 9 months of it, they were through with her.

    Desiree drowned her sorrows in endless gallons of Rocky Road ice-cream, it was the only thing that could assuage the pain of being lonely. Just thinking about it made her want to raid the freezer but she decided to hold out, Angela would be there soon and then she could enjoy all of the savory treats; pancakes, sausage, omelets! The thought alone was making her mouth water.

    “Angela better get here soon”, she exclaimed as she just stared at the clock, her stomach growling as she kept on waiting for her friend.

    Angela finally arrived and helped Desiree waddle into her car, the oversized blond was struggling to lift her flabby leg into the front seat of the Ford Explorer. Thankfully for her, Mr. Alexander’s messages were becoming more descriptive, telling Desiree that she still was thin, that the feeling of jiggling all through her body was just her imagination, etc…

    Even still, Desiree could tell that something was different now since she had started working. She would have to be brain dead to not think something was off. Her thighs rubbed together, showering took longer and was much harder now that she had less room to maneuver in there, and she had a few mishaps with chairs getting stuck to her rotund rear end. As it was, it was becoming more and more of a hassle for Desiree to get around these days.

    Angela and Desiree feasted on mounds of food, the poor waiter having to make several trips to accommodate the two ladies. While they ate, Angela made several mental notes, particularly the realization that Mr. Alexander was going to have to instruct Desiree to sit in two chairs from now on, one chair was probably not going to hold up under her increasing weight. She also noted that it was probably time to start bringing in sturdier furniture in her apartment too, there was no way that it would hold up for much longer at the rate Desiree was growing.

    These steps had already been taken at work, but if measures weren’t taken for the other aspects of her life, a chair collapsing or an injury would ruin everything. The two aliens would have to confer on ways to keep the game going to provide the proper study for their race. For now, Angela was content to watch Desiree shove another large portion of home fries into her greedy mouth, little bits of potato smeared on her second chin, a dangling reminder of her gluttonous ways.

    The ladies never did get around to watching any movies that day. Desiree was too stuffed after two hours of non-stop eating to move so the two had to sit at the table and wait for her food to digest before moving. By the time they had left, Desiree was already starting to get hungry again and told Angela to forget getting movies and to stop off to get a snack. This “snack” consisted of five extra value meals from McDonalds and a McFlurry, washed down by 64 ounces of cola. When Angela asked if Desiree was still hungry, she answered with a loud belch, the alien female finding the response befitting of the globular woman.

    Angela and Mr. Alexander were discussing what the next step would be in his office one day. Since starting in July, Desiree had gone from a somewhat athletic woman to a gluttonous ball of fat. While they were pleased with the results, they were fully aware that the plan wouldn’t be able to carry on for more than a year. With all the renovations done to their office to make things accessible for their pet, the extraterrestrials knew that her life at home was becoming too difficult for her to manage.

    Angela observed that Desiree’s hips would brush the frames of the doorways whenever she walked, chairs were way too small for her now, her sofa was groaning under her increasing girth and her shower stall was becoming too cramped for her to bath efficiently. All in all, the pounds that she had added were making normal everyday activities strenuous on her. Both knew that it wouldn’t be too long before her apartment would be inadequate to accommodate her growing needs.

    Mr. Alexander: Things are developing rather nicely Angela. It is pretty unbelievable to think that just a few simple suggestions all those months ago have turned her into THAT.

    Angela: Yes sir, your plan has worked and its not surprising. We’ve long assumed that the human mind is susceptible to subliminal messages and this just proved it.

    Mr. Alexander: Once we are finished with her, we can relay the instructions to other groups and our takeover can begin. Only a few more months of testing and then we can start implementing our rule.

    Angela: Mmm-hmmm. That (chomp) will be a fabulous day sir. All for the empire!

    Mr. Alexander: Angela, what are you chewing on?

    Angela: Just a candy bar, it’s a Snickers.

    Mr. Alexander: Snickers huh?

    Angela: Yup, and let me tell you sir, this is something we need on our planet! Chocolate, peanuts, caramel, it’s delicious!

    Mr. Alexander: Is that so? Maybe I’ll make a note of that when I file my report to the high council. In the meantime, this is the last tape we will be giving Desiree. I’ve already begun construction of our “storage” area for our faithful employee, and it will be finished in a few months. Until then, I’ve arranged for Desiree to clean out all of her belongs and you will be obtaining a new roommate. Your home has already been remodeled for her comfort, and I’ll think you two will get along rather well.

    Angela: Whatever is good for the Empire my lord. I’m sure she will have no problem living with me and her days will be full of feasts. She can’t resist food anymore and I will continue to keep food within her reach. I’ll make sure the house if filled with all of her favorite treats.

    Mr. Alexander: I’m sure you will Angela. Please give her this tape so she can be properly instructed. We are close to the end and we must continue to play our hand properly. For the Empire!

    Angela saluted her leader and walked out of his office to deliver the last tape to Angela. Mr. Alexander smiled as he watched Angela leave. With her mind preoccupied by carrying out orders, Angela was unaware of just how much she herself was eating during her meals with Desiree. If that wasn’t bad enough, she was also getting comfortable with a day filled with sweets and snacks and had found herself eating at home even when she wasn’t with Desiree. Her current pair of jeans literally looked like they were painted, every bulge visible to the naked eye as she moved towards her destination.

    While she had put on her fair share of weight below the waist, it was clear that Angela was destined to become more apple shape than her human counterpart. Her stomach was bulging over the waistband of her skin tight paints, the button underneath undone to allow her to sit down in some comfort. Breasts sagged down to where her waist used to be and bounce feverishly as she picked up the pace. While still weighing over 150 pounds less than Desiree, the 230 pound Angela was no longer skinny. Mr. Alexander sat back down at his desk and put his feet up, reveling in the realization that everything was going according to plan.
     
  5. Aug 7, 2007 #25

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    This remains very interesting and I can't wait for more, great story.
     
  6. Aug 7, 2007 #26

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  7. Oct 23, 2007 #27

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    Hi all. Just wanted to let everyone know the story is not dead, I've actually done a bit of an outline and think I finally have figured out what else to do in the story (most people plot this out before starting to write, I'm a little backwards when it comes to writing).

    With that said, the next and last installment to this story should be coming soon, hopefully in time for Halloween. Thanks again everyone.

    Jake (JMJ)
     
  8. Oct 30, 2007 #28

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  9. Nov 25, 2007 #29

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    [Author's Note: Hello. It's taken awhile, but this story has finally been finished. Comments as always are welcome and I hope you all enjoy this. Thanks again everyone.]

    Part Seven

    Desiree was very happy with her new living conditions. Angela was a great roommate, one who not only drove her to work, but also made sure the house was fully stockpiled with all sorts of delicious treats. The rapidly inflating woman was beginning to do nothing all day but eat and sleep. Angela had taken to waking her up early in the morning for a large breakfast feast, helping her get ready, driving her to Dunkin' Donuts for an after-breakfast snack followed by constant eating until lunch, lunch at the buffet, then more snacking throughout the day before and after dinner. Basically, the girl rarely had a moment when nothing was in her mouth and that was just what the aliens wanted.

    What had been surprising was how well their target had adapted to their subtle mind control devices by totally accepting her new lifestyle. It was essentially as if her subconscious decided to hell with her old life and just go with the flow. Even if the messages had ceased at this very moment, there was little doubt that Desiree would continue with this new lifestyle. It just felt so good to sit back and eat anything she wanted and just not care about the consequences. Still, the aliens were taking no chances and continued to give her subliminal messages, each one stripping more and more of humanity away and creating a non-stop eating machine, concerned only with food.

    Angela smiled as her roommate struggled off of the couch, her large stomach spilling over the waistband of her sweats and resting comfortably on her knees. With one forceful thrust, the enlarged woman escaped from her comfortable confines and waddled to the door. Angela looked at her friend and watched as she waddled, her entire body jiggling as she took each ponderous step. Her face was red from exhaustion of lifting all of her weight up, beads of sweat rolling off her face and onto her lip, the salty taste counterbalancing the chocolate that she had just eaten. She grumbled something to herself as she stepped past Angela, her fleshy hip brushing past the alien as she got into the kitchen to look for her next snack.

    In the three months since moving in with Angela, Desiree’s body had practically exploded with more pounds of flesh, her skin barely able to keep up as bright red stretch marks appeared on a daily basis. Angela made sure Desiree almost never left the house, preferring to have food delivered to their home so as to ensure she didn’t waste any excess calories by moving. Aside from going to work or to the bathroom, the blimped-up human kept her elephantine rear on the coach as she sat alone, virtually no space available for anyone or anything else. She was more than happy, however, to sit there and eat because her appetite was at an all-time high and she did not like having an empty stomach.

    The blond test subject was growing at such an exponential rate that the plans for the “storage area” were almost scrapped, as they didn’t think there would be enough time before Desiree was completely immobile. To compensate and help buy some more time, Angela began to take some of Desiree’s food, sneaking a few bites here and there of her meals and also not ordering a surplus amount so there would be nothing to eat. Angela just hoped the area was done soon, otherwise they would need a crane to get her roommate out of the house.

    Thankfully for all the aliens, Angela had been able to buy enough time and with the hiring of more workers, the storage area was ready in only nine months' time. The older alien female was relieved; she really had befriended Desiree, but was starting to get tired of trying to clean her up everyday and help her get dressed. It wasn’t like she could wear anything other than large dresses anyway. Still, she would miss the time they had spent together and knew that she would keep on visiting her as their plans for the rest of humanity continued. With somewhat of a heavy heart, Angela helped ease her friend into her new van before driving off for Desiree’s last day of work.

    Mr. Alexander had already given the last tape to Desiree two weeks ago, telling her that she would be leaving Omega Ad’s after today, although he did inform her that her next job would still be for Omega Ad’s, in their market research department. He was looking forward to this last day of work for her and had a special last treat for her to enjoy before finally getting her into her new home where she could lay about all day and eat.

    Upon entering work, Desiree was helped to her specially designed desk chair, one that was reinforced with steel, durable enough for her to sit in (she had broken two chairs in the past nine months). Her behind swallowed up the entire seat, her hips drooping over the edges and sagging well below the seat of the chair. Her stomach, too, was drooping over the edges of the chair as she spread her thighs to allow it breathing room. Angela dropped off two bags of goodies from Dunkin' Donuts while she went to visit her boss, leaving Desiree to her food, cream cheese smeared on her face as she took a bite into her second bagel.

    Around noon, Angela and Mr. Alexander returned to her desk to give her the last assignment she would ever have. They got her to the back room where the photographer from her previous shoot was waiting. They had set up a table and a bench near the camera and notified her that they wanted to have a follow-up shoot in a swim suit, as she had gotten such a good response last time. Her mind had already been programmed to accept the offer, but told them that if the swim suit was anything like last time, she was going to need a little help getting it on. Angela volunteered and went to the bathroom to help her change and returned to the set while Desiree relieved herself.

    As she came forward, Mr. Alexander was impressed that Angela herself had grown rather fat since Desiree had worked there. Weighing in at a very robust 350 pounds, Angela was getting to the point where she too was using more of the sturdier pieces of furniture for support. Her stomach sloped down to cover her vagina (the aliens physiology was almost the same as a humans, the only difference was in how they reproduced) and her breasts had swelled to the point that she was going braless on a daily basis. Her thighs were pressed together and met at the knees, a lovely patch of flab rolling over her knees. She retained her friendly face, although it was swaddled with a double chin and puffy cheeks. Still, Angela handled herself well even if she was eating much more than was Mr. Alexander’s liking. He overlooked this in light of the fantastic job she had done with Desiree and how much she helped turn the human into a blob of flesh.

    Meanwhile, Desiree ponderously stepped out of the restroom and revealed herself to the three aliens present. Their jaws almost dropped to the floor as they stared at the nearly immobile woman who in over two years had gone from somewhat fit to this. Her body had grown so vast that the poor bathing suit was virtually overflowing with excess flesh. The bikini top was leaving nothing to the imagination as her breasts poured out over the tops. The cups were barely hanging on, the top looking like it was ready to explode with the slightest amount of pressure. The bottoms weren’t even visible, as her stomach by now had become so gigantic that it hung lower than her knees which when seated had just rested above her feet. Love handles stretched down to her door-crushing hips and were just begging to be squeezed.

    With all the weight she had put on, her pear shape had become a little more conformed, but that didn’t mean her behind had missed out on a fair share of calories. It shelved out behind and could hold at least two serving trays while it sagged down the back of her luscious thighs. The poor bikini had become a thong as the massive rear end had swallowed up the fabric and wedged it tightly into her crack. No amount of fidgeting or grabbing was ever going to remove it from its new residence and no one was willing to even try and dislodge it. She pushed her bulky body forward towards the large bench, the scent of the food resting on an adjacent table driving her appetite wild.

    Once she finally got situated on the bench, the photographer began snapping pictures of her as the other two aliens placed a tray of wings in front of her face and she began working her way through them, stripping the meat off of them in a matter of moments. She was totally unconcerned with keeping up appearances, getting hot sauce on her bulging cheeks as she brought each piece to her face, her body shivering with delight as she kept eating, each bite bringing her more and more pleasure. The bench creaked as she reached forward to grab the platter of ribs they had just now placed beyond her reach, the wooden resting area not accustomed to handling over six hundred pounds of flesh. She continued to eat whatever was placed before her as the photographer made sure to take pictures at every possible angle to display just how much she had grown.

    The feasting was still going strong after two hours, the human balloon not ready to stop. At the moment, she was shoveling macaroni and cheese into her gapping maw with a serving spoon, trying desperately not to spill any. Angela had begun to rub her cushiony shoulders to give her a little relaxation and prevent cramps in her arms. Desiree paid no attention to this as she kept on glutting herself, her gut swelling out further and further and starting to rub up against the table, making her stretch out even more and putting additional strain on her outfit. Her face was showing a bit of strain as she continued to chew her food, her numerous jowls jiggling and shifting with each bite. She was used to this happening, however, by this point and just pushed past the discomfort. She was unwilling to end her meal as she was still very hungry, her stomach growling as she tried to fill it with more of the heaping mounds of food around her.

    Her outfit, however, was not capable of lasting as long as the meal. Halfway into her feeding session, her top burst and unclasped itself, her breasts finally free to rest on her mountainous gut, unrestricted by the tight fabric. Her bottoms would last a little while longer, although they too eventually succumbed to the pressure. While leaning in for another tray (this filled with sweet potatoes), the strings on both sides of her hips snapped, but due to the sheer amount of flab surrounding them, they held tight to her body and didn’t budge. Thankfully, the aliens saw her plight and decided she should change positions. Instead of sitting directly in front of the table, they’d push her back and then hand her the food in succession while she kept everything on her table-like stomach so it’d make things easier on her.

    The new position made it much simpler to eat, and due to this she began flying through everything, taking what Angela had to give (when Angela herself wasn’t sampling some of the fares) and just rested them on the first roll of her paunch, stuffing more and more food in with each passing second. She was essentially sitting there in the nude while allowing the photographer to take pictures of her. When she first started at Omega this probably would have repulsed her, but now she didn’t seem to care. She actually enjoyed all the attention that was given to her, savoring the food that had been prepared in her honor.

    Desiree liked that they had catered to her every whim, putting food in front of her when she was hungry, helping her get dressed when she was too tired, even helping her bathe when she was sluggish and lazy. She sensed that she may have put on a few pounds due to her laziness but it didn’t matter to her anymore, the messages and the new lifestyle allowing her to realize just how boring her old life was and just how much better this one was. She didn’t want any of it to change.

    Eventually, the food was consumed in its entirety, leaving Desiree somewhat full and bloated. She sat there, her stomach just brushing against the tops of her feet, her hips covering the surface of the large bench, a content look on her beautifully rounded face. Her gargantuan body was covered in a sheen of sweat, giving her body a shiny look to it as she took deep breaths to relax. Angela popped the remnants of the brownies into her own mouth, relishing in the taste as the chocolate rushed down her throat and into her own widening paunch.

    She nodded in approval to her boss as he walked over to Desiree to try and get her to her feet. Even with his own enhanced alien strength he still couldn’t budge her. Angela had to waddle over to lend a hand, the two of them finally getting the blubbery woman to her feet, letting her stand there unsteadily as the third alien snapped a few more shots, making sure to get behind her and take pictures of her ridiculously large ass. Finished with their "after" pictures for their project, Angela placed a bed sheet around her friend as they helped escort her to a waiting van outside, her thoughts filled with regret knowing this would be the last time they’d be hanging out in a normal situation.

    Desiree seemed oblivious the entire car ride as she began nodding in and out of consciousness, her body trying to digest the tremendous meal she had just consumed. Angela kept rubbing her stomach to help ease her stress, the woman shuddering with pleasure as she felt herself growing wet. Picking up on her friend’s situation (one of her breasts had popped out of the sheet, revealing a hugely erect nipple), she continued with the soothing massage, tracing each roll with her fingers. Desiree moaned softly as she felt all the blood rush to her lower body, an explosion of passion running through her body as she experience her first orgasm in awhile, sending her flab into a symphony of jiggles and ripples. Angela just smiled at her and patted her on the rounded shoulder, Desiree nodding her head in appreciation as she continued to sit there in the afterglow, her body rippling for some moments later as she enjoyed the moment.

    They got to the warehouse in about an hour and eased the woman to her feet yet again, allowing her to discard her bed sheet and help her waddle into her new residence. Desiree didn’t say anything as she was placed on a huge bed, one that was built to handle her frame even if she continued to grow (which would undoubtedly happen). She rested her head on a pillow as Angela turned the TV on for her and introduced her to a maid who would be taking care of her. The alien worker adjusted the bed to get her into an upright position as a tube was lowered from the ceiling directly in front of Desiree’s mouth, a controller placed in her hand. She had no idea what it was for and began studying it inquisitively as she awaited an explanation.

    Desiree: What, (pant) what is this Angela?

    Angela: That, Des, is a new product that we are working on; it’s basically a feeding tube for the disabled. The tube is connected to a vat that scrambles up food into a liquid that allows the user to drink their nourishment.

    Mr. Alexander: We want you to test it and let us know what you think. Just to let you know though, early reports show that people who use it have shown a tendency to put on a bit of weight.

    Desiree: Which types of food does it blend up? I (pant) don’t want to miss out on any of those meals I’ve gotten used to with Angela!

    Angela: Don’t worry, sweetie, Hilary here knows all of your likes and dislikes and has been given the proper instructions on what to feed you. Sadly, our meals together are going to become nonexistent as I’ll have too much work and you will be here eating.

    Mr. Alexander: That’s true, but Angela will be visiting you, my dear; you are part of the Omega family and we would never forget about you. This house is all yours and you don’t even have to worry about your paychecks, we’ll still be depositing them into your bank account. Also, Hilary has been instructed to get you anything you want, within reason of course, to ensure your happiness.

    Desiree:
    Are you going to visit me Angela? I’ll really miss you if you don’t come and visit me.

    Angela (upset): Of course I’ll visit you! I’ll stop by as often as I can and we’ll catch up. That’s what friends do. Now go try out this machine, we expect to hear your opinion of it.

    Desiree: I won’t let you guys down and thanks again for this great place, I’m sure I’ll grow to love it! What (pant) is in the machine now? I’m getting hungry just thinking about this next meal!

    Hilary: I blended up some bacon cheeseburgers for you because I heard you really enjoyed them. All you have to do is press the green button to start the flow and then when you are finished push the green button again. The red button contacts me whenever you need me.

    Desiree: Sounds good. Let's see how good this food is!

    Desiree pushed the button and watched the brown fluid slowly drip towards the opening in the tube as she leaned in and wrapped her lips around the edge and let the meal flow into her throat. Her tongue got in the way at first, but she easily adapted to the liquid and began swallowing everything sent her way, the taste incredible as she gulped down all that was offered. The two aliens wave goodbye to their friend as they leave, Angela’s sorrow fading as she got into the van with her boss. She was actually surprised at how her boss handled the situation, unsure as to why he had been so nice to a human he considered nothing more than a guinea pig.

    Angela: Sir, may I speak freely?

    Mr. Alexander:
    You may speak.

    Angela:
    I don’t mean to question your decisions, but why were you so kind to Desiree? I thought that you only viewed her as a pet?

    Mr. Alexander:
    She was such a great subject and really followed our instructions so well that I honestly didn’t want to mistreat her. We will probably need some human allies when we take over so I needed to know if I did have the ability to treat them with some form of respect. Besides, I saw how you befriended her and that made me think she had to be one of the exceptions to the traditional way humans behave. She’ll enjoy her time at her new residence and she’ll still be useful to our plans.

    Angela: You are a very wise leader sir and I’m honored to work for you.

    Mr. Alexander:
    That you are, Angela. While I’m still in my “kind” mood, what do you say to a meal at one of the places your frequented with Desiree? What was it called, Wanda’s?

    Angela (her eyes lighting up):
    That’s Wendy’s sir, and yes I could go for some food right now, all that helping of moving Desiree has peaked my appetite.

    Mr. Alexander: I am not surprised by that statement. Let us enjoy a meal to pay some respect to the first of many fatter humans. For the Empire!

    Angela: For the Empire!

    Four Months Later

    The Omega Ad agency has opened several offices in the northeast, with offices now in Boston, New York City, Providence, and Hartford. The New York city office is run by Mr. Alexander and today he is interviewing for a new secretary. She is a sensuous Hispanic woman, her firm body filling out her business suit nicely. He glances at her up and down as her pant suit clings to her lean legs and smiles, she reminds him of his previous co-worker and immediately hires her. She is escorted to where she will be working by a chubby woman in a blouse and slacks, both of which are ill equipped to fit her body. The woman smiles at the new hire and shows her where her office is.

    New Hire:
    So this is my office?

    Woman:
    Yes it is, it’s right across from my office and what makes it great is that it’s next to the breakroom. We always have a plethora of goodies in there, Mondays are pizzas for lunch, Tuesdays are bagels and donuts for breakfast, and Fridays are ice cream and cake parties. You’ll love it! I’m Sandra, by the way.

    New Hire: I’m Emilia. This place sounds like it keeps a lot of food around to make the employees happy. It’s a good thing I live close to a gym, otherwise a month here will have me looking like a blimp!

    Angela: I’m sure that won’t happen.

    Angela waddles in from behind the two workers, her movements slow and laborious due to the additional weight she has put on. She is now just ten pounds under 400 pounds, her stomach pouring out over her new pants and resting just at her knees. She shakes her new co-worker's hand as her arm jiggles with the movement, a smile on her triple-chin face.

    Angela: I’m Angela, the head secretary at this branch. It’s a pleasure to meet you.

    Emilia: I’m Emilia, I just got hired today. It’s good to meet you.

    Angela:
    I have to actually get back to Mr. Alexander, have to go over some things with him, but if you have any questions that Sandra can’t answer, feel free to ask me. I have a feeling we’ll grow to be really good friends.

    Emilia: That sounds good to me. Nice meeting you, Angela.

    Angela leaves the two women and goes back towards her boss’s office to discuss a few things before leaving early. She is eager to see her friend Desiree again, the blond human becoming a literal ball of obesity. Even though most of the time they hung out Desiree had the tube in her mouth, they still both cherished the time they had together, a smile always on her face. Last week Desiree had just passed 850 pounds and it wouldn’t be long before she hit the half-ton mark. Angela took one more glance at the two humans and laughed; she felt that Desiree could use some permanent company. Seeing the buttons on Sandra’s blouse being strained by a newly acquired potbelly, she knew that it wouldn’t be long until Desiree had a new friend or perhaps even two. The takeover had only just begun.

    The End?
     
  10. Nov 25, 2007 #30

    elroycohen

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    Nice finish (if that is indeed the finish), JMJ. It was strong work througout, no question, but you definitly made the end worth waiting for.

    Makes me curious to see what you have planned for "The New Hire"

    ec
     
  11. Dec 10, 2007 #31

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    Good stuff as always! :D Bump for great justice.!
     
  12. Dec 11, 2007 #32

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    strong finish! you and elroy are probably my two favorite writers on here. best of luck for future stories!
     
  13. Dec 23, 2007 #33

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    About two months ago I completed some art for Jake and Alien Takeover.

    I have all of the images at high quality on my DA site here http://umbroboy.deviantart.com/

    but heres the cover art for Alien Takeover.

    Enjoy!

    -Jon
     
  14. Jun 9, 2014 #34

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    Moved to Discard Forum per author's request for adoption and continuation
     
  15. Jun 11, 2014 #35

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    This one is actually complete, just never got around to finishing the sequel.

    Thanks.

    Jake (JMJ)


     
  16. Sep 12, 2015 #36

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    Bump after recovery.
     
  17. Sep 17, 2015 #37

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    Now that this has been brought back. Wasn't there an Alien Takeover 2 Jake was working on?
     
  18. Sep 22, 2015 #38

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    Ask Jake this and what he wants done with it! Authors keep the final say over the fate of their stories.
     
  19. Sep 23, 2015 #39

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    I never finished the sequel but if someone wants a shot at it by all means that's fine.

    Thanks.

    Jake (JMJ)
     

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