Melissa_cutebabe
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~BBW, ~~WG, Feeding A familiar figure gets taken on a very special vacation
The home on the top of the hill had a rustic flavor to it, corresponding too fact it was in the middle of nowhere. The black sedan drove up the gravel road that led to the home and upon finally coming to a halt, a well dressed mother and daughter emerged from the car.
“This is the perfect place for you to take a mini-vacation mom”, the daughter cheerfully announced.
“Nobody will bother me here, Bristol!”, the mother enthusiastically peeped.
“No news reporters, cameramen or groupies to bother us. We’ll have a pleasant time together.”
“Yeah, about that mom”, the daughter informed her mother while grabbing the one suitcase, “I can’t stay.”
The mother bellowed in bewilderment, “But I thought we’d get a break together?”
The daughter escorted her mother up the narrow pathway toward the big historic looking home.
“You’ll be well taken care of, I’ve arranged everything.”
They reached the door, the mother still having doubts.
“I don’t think I want to stay here all by myself, maybe I should call one of my body guards and let them know where I’m staying?”
The daughter rang the bell, “Trust me, mother. You won’t be alone.”
The daughter calmly comforted her mother, “You’ll be able to relax and get back to your roots. Trust me on this, you’ll be a new woman once leaving here.”
The door creaked as it opened, there stood a middle aged woman who delicately smiled, “Hello Sarah, I’ve been expecting you.”
The mother turned to her daughter who assertively made the introductions, “This is Ms. Wilson, she’s the caregiver.”
The mother leaned in toward the daughter, “Bristol, doesn’t she respect the fact that I don’t appreciate strangers calling me by my first name, especially the hired help.”
Ms. Wilson was a pretty woman, auburn hair in a mature hairstyle and black uniform accenting her chubby shape. “I have lemonade already prepared. Come on in and we’ll talk.”
A few minutes later, the three women were seated in the living room, drinking lemonade and chitchatting. The living room was full of antique furniture, a big throw rug over the floor.
“We’ll get along splendidly”, Ms. Wilson warmly smiled, “You’ll get plenty of rest and relaxation.”
The mother turned to her daughter, after sipping her lemonade.
“Are you really sure you have to go?”
The daughter faintly giggled, “Now mom, this is the ideal setting for a vacation. Out of the spotlight and miles away from everything. Imagine you never entered politics and feel free of all your obligations.”
The mother took another sip of lemonade, the flavor was extremely sweet.
She scrunched her nose a couple of times and repeatedly blinked.
“I think it’s working”, the daughter told Ms. Wilson.
Bristol stood upward and gently patted her mother on the cheek, “I have to run but don’t worry. Ms. Wilson will take proper care of you.”
“I feel totally fatigued”, the mother remarked, “What was in that lemonade?”
Bristol smiled, “Just a little something to ease your temperament but it’s completely harmless.”
Ms. Wilson walked over to Sarah and guided her to her feet, “Wave goodbye to your daughter and then we’ll see about preparing you for dinner.”
Sarah did just that.
“See you in a couple of months, Mother. This vacation will be exactly what you need!”
Bristol existed the home just as Ms. Wilson escorted Sarah into the bedroom.
Sarah was exceedingly lightheaded, unable to resist being undressed by Ms. Wilson.
Ms. Wilson calmly addressed Sarah as she tossed her clothes unto the floor.
“These I’ll pick up later and then send off to the goodwill box, you’ll have no need for such elaborate clothes.”
Sarah obliged while in a cloudy frame of mind, “I have clothes in my luggage.”
Ms. Wilson informed Sarah, “No need, those I’ll send to the Goodwill box also.”
“Why?”, Questioned Sarah.
Ms. Wilson was adamant, “Because you’ll no longer have any use for those expensive garments.”
Ms. Wilson directed Sarah toward a primitive looking shower, “We’ll wash you and get you ready for dinner. Tomorrow I’ll take care of your hair, this style is much too vain for a woman like you.”
Sarah paused trying to fight back but in her weaken state, it was of no use.
Ms. Wilson placed her hand over Sarah’s smooth tummy, “You’re so completely undernourished but don’t worry, I’ll fatten you up in no time!”
Sarah grimaced, “You’re kidding!”
Ms. Wilson positioned Sarah in the shower stall and turned on the water, “Sarah, I haven’t informed you of the rules yet so here’s the first one. No talking until spoken to first!”
The water splashed over Sarah’s trim body and she closed her eyes.
Fattening Sarah
By Melissa
By Melissa
The home on the top of the hill had a rustic flavor to it, corresponding too fact it was in the middle of nowhere. The black sedan drove up the gravel road that led to the home and upon finally coming to a halt, a well dressed mother and daughter emerged from the car.
“This is the perfect place for you to take a mini-vacation mom”, the daughter cheerfully announced.
“Nobody will bother me here, Bristol!”, the mother enthusiastically peeped.
“No news reporters, cameramen or groupies to bother us. We’ll have a pleasant time together.”
“Yeah, about that mom”, the daughter informed her mother while grabbing the one suitcase, “I can’t stay.”
The mother bellowed in bewilderment, “But I thought we’d get a break together?”
The daughter escorted her mother up the narrow pathway toward the big historic looking home.
“You’ll be well taken care of, I’ve arranged everything.”
They reached the door, the mother still having doubts.
“I don’t think I want to stay here all by myself, maybe I should call one of my body guards and let them know where I’m staying?”
The daughter rang the bell, “Trust me, mother. You won’t be alone.”
The daughter calmly comforted her mother, “You’ll be able to relax and get back to your roots. Trust me on this, you’ll be a new woman once leaving here.”
The door creaked as it opened, there stood a middle aged woman who delicately smiled, “Hello Sarah, I’ve been expecting you.”
The mother turned to her daughter who assertively made the introductions, “This is Ms. Wilson, she’s the caregiver.”
The mother leaned in toward the daughter, “Bristol, doesn’t she respect the fact that I don’t appreciate strangers calling me by my first name, especially the hired help.”
Ms. Wilson was a pretty woman, auburn hair in a mature hairstyle and black uniform accenting her chubby shape. “I have lemonade already prepared. Come on in and we’ll talk.”
A few minutes later, the three women were seated in the living room, drinking lemonade and chitchatting. The living room was full of antique furniture, a big throw rug over the floor.
“We’ll get along splendidly”, Ms. Wilson warmly smiled, “You’ll get plenty of rest and relaxation.”
The mother turned to her daughter, after sipping her lemonade.
“Are you really sure you have to go?”
The daughter faintly giggled, “Now mom, this is the ideal setting for a vacation. Out of the spotlight and miles away from everything. Imagine you never entered politics and feel free of all your obligations.”
The mother took another sip of lemonade, the flavor was extremely sweet.
She scrunched her nose a couple of times and repeatedly blinked.
“I think it’s working”, the daughter told Ms. Wilson.
Bristol stood upward and gently patted her mother on the cheek, “I have to run but don’t worry. Ms. Wilson will take proper care of you.”
“I feel totally fatigued”, the mother remarked, “What was in that lemonade?”
Bristol smiled, “Just a little something to ease your temperament but it’s completely harmless.”
Ms. Wilson walked over to Sarah and guided her to her feet, “Wave goodbye to your daughter and then we’ll see about preparing you for dinner.”
Sarah did just that.
“See you in a couple of months, Mother. This vacation will be exactly what you need!”
Bristol existed the home just as Ms. Wilson escorted Sarah into the bedroom.
Sarah was exceedingly lightheaded, unable to resist being undressed by Ms. Wilson.
Ms. Wilson calmly addressed Sarah as she tossed her clothes unto the floor.
“These I’ll pick up later and then send off to the goodwill box, you’ll have no need for such elaborate clothes.”
Sarah obliged while in a cloudy frame of mind, “I have clothes in my luggage.”
Ms. Wilson informed Sarah, “No need, those I’ll send to the Goodwill box also.”
“Why?”, Questioned Sarah.
Ms. Wilson was adamant, “Because you’ll no longer have any use for those expensive garments.”
Ms. Wilson directed Sarah toward a primitive looking shower, “We’ll wash you and get you ready for dinner. Tomorrow I’ll take care of your hair, this style is much too vain for a woman like you.”
Sarah paused trying to fight back but in her weaken state, it was of no use.
Ms. Wilson placed her hand over Sarah’s smooth tummy, “You’re so completely undernourished but don’t worry, I’ll fatten you up in no time!”
Sarah grimaced, “You’re kidding!”
Ms. Wilson positioned Sarah in the shower stall and turned on the water, “Sarah, I haven’t informed you of the rules yet so here’s the first one. No talking until spoken to first!”
The water splashed over Sarah’s trim body and she closed her eyes.
