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-A week later-
“Morning porky” Isa says as Amber gets into the office “Today we are doing a weigh in video”
Isa points to the small camera she was holding.
“A what?” Amber says confused and a little offended.
“A video where you get on the scale we record your weight and then you can go and stuff your face” Isa explains with a grin, she was apparently already filming. Amber puts her stuff away and stands still for a bit.
“Why would anyone watch a video of a scale?” Amber asks still confused.
“To put a number on how fat you are getting” Isa says bored “Bow common”
Amber is still hesitant and looks at Isa and the camera with revolt.
“Common move on, we don’t have all day” Isa encourages as she comes close with the camera and films Amber’s muffin top. “Let’s see how many pounds of flab you’ve added to your body.”
Amber turns away from the camera and faces the scale. Isa zooms in on Amber’s rather rotund butt and smiles.
“You are getting quite a fat ass” Isa remarks as Amber walks to the scale “Imagine how much bigger it is going to get. How did you even get yourself in those jeans, they look way too tight.”
“They are indeed quite tight” Amber admits getting a snicker from Isa. It was obvious that she loved this. Amber was not comfortable with the situation and hesitated a second before getting on the scale. Isa held the camera close to the scale and films as the blinking numbers appear.
“182.3, good job!” Isa says filming Amber’s shocked reaction “Now get to eating”
Isa points to a breakfast of mostly bacon, cheese and eggs. The camera in front of the seat was waiting for Amber. Amber again hesitated, but realized her options were slim. So she got to eating.
“182.3 puts you at a BMI of 31.3. So congratulations, you are no longer overweight. You are now obese” Isa says taunting “I guess you really are turning into a fatty”
Amber gives Isa an angry look, which only makes things better for Isa and the viewer. Isa puts the camera away and feels pleased with the results, this was going great!

-later in the evening-
“No Joe I am full” Amber huffs as Joe lifts another spoon of thick potato soup up to her lips.
“Just a couple of spoons more” Joe says gentle. The soup was dense and fortified with condensed cream. He gently spoons the soup into Amber’s mouth who moans. He kisses her belly and rubs it.
“You did great beautiful” He says, Amber just groans some more. She never thought it would be this hard to be pushed to gain weight. While Joe was really gentle with her he made sure she was just as full, or maybe even fuller, as when she was at the hands of Isa. And even if Joe was never as forceful as Isa, Amber still had just a hard time ever saying no. She couldn't even remember the last time saying no to food worked.
“You are gorgeous, you know that” Joe says as he kisses her lips. “Now tell me when you are ready for dessert.”
Joe got up to clean and Amber could just relax. She actually felt a bit warm inside, it felt…. Sort of good to be pampered by Joe. Joe cleaned while whistling a country song and once he was done he got a big milkshake out of the fridge. He looks at the unit and smiles. 400ml of heavy cream, 100 grams of sugar, butter and vanilla syrup to fix the taste. It was a 1500 calorie, sugar bomb that would surely disappear into Amber’s belly before the end of this evening. He sits down and puts the shake on the table. After about 45 minutes he reaches over and hands it to Amber. Who takes the first couple of sips. She leans back again and from the corner of Joe’s eye he sees Amber’s shirt riding up the curve of her belly. Amber catches his eye and readjusts her shirt with a blush, making Joe grin.
“What?” Amber says.
“Nothing I just think it is cute” Joe says leaning over and kissing her “The way your shirt gets too small and it reveals your pretty little belly.”
“Do you now?” Amber responds, but her voice indicates that she would like some more compliments “What else do you like?”
“Well..” Joe says rolling on his side and tracing his hands along Amber’s curves. “I love the fuller look, the slight rolls that you are developing. I have always been more of an butt guy and I really appreciate the recent developments.”
“Recent developments?” Amber says with a cocked eyebrow.
“Growing nice and juicy. The bigger the booty the better I would say” He says with a smug expression resting his hands on her hips. He leans over and kisses her again. “And those thighs are stunning, nice and plump. Exactly what I like.”
Amber squirmed at his touch and smiled. She knew for a fact that she hated getting fat and she was sure she would lose most weight once this was over, but this she did enjoy. The food and the loving from Joe.
“And that belly of yours” Joe continues “I think it is sexy. You can trust me when I say: that the rounder you belly gets, the more I will love it.”
Joe uncovers the pale belly flat that now lazily rests on Amber’s thicker thighs and places another kiss. He notices the angry red stretchmarks and smiles and kisses further. He straightens up again and hands Amber the cream drink.
“Babe I love everything about you, but most of all I love this whole daring, dare I say kinky side if you” He says. That evening he keeps overloading Amber with compliments as she slowly sips her drink away.

-three weeks later-
“You want to hear some comments from your last weigh in video?” Isa says as she looks at her tablet.
“Comments?” Amber asks confused.
“Yeah dummy your weigh-in video went online a week ago and people can comment” Isa explains then she points to a plate of half-eaten waffles “Don’t forget to eat that as well!”
Isa was really stern when it came to food Amber sighs and pulls the plate close. Isa lists some comments in a monotone voice.
“I can’t believe she used to be a 110 pound stick, she is plumping up nice!”
“Look at that butt, that promises something”
“She is chubby now, cute! But that chubby blond needs to keep eating”
“Wonderful gain, wonder how much she will gain”
“Girl got junk in the trunk! If she keeps eating like this she will grow a nice fat ass!”
“180 pounds? Wouldn’t mind her adding another 50 pounds… or 100… or more ”
Isa smiles at the comments and looks at Amber. Amber was obediently eating her large breakfast. She really was getting nice and fat, but there was something needed to prove how fat she was already. Isa thought for a second and then hatched a plan.

AMBER POV
Snacks. Snacks is something I am pretty much always supplied with now. Whether it is Joe or Isa they both casually supply me with snacks in between meals. Snacking used to be such a big no, no for me. However I must admit that it is one of the things you get used to really easy. Whether it is chocolates, candy, chips, cookies or other treats. I catch myself more often casually engaging in snacking behavior. What bothers me the most is that neither Joe or Isa acts like there is much too it. Almost like it is out of kindness, but I know how many calories there are in these snacks. And added together it is still quite a lot. I look at the empty wrapper of a chocolate bar and toss it away. It annoyed me that I subconsciously ate the entire bar.
“Hey Porky!” Isa says from the door opening, getting my attention. I hate it when she calls me names “Get your plump butt up and follow me we are shooting a video”
Isa already moves, I sigh and follow her. The contract pretty much ties me down to her. We move trough the huge building and take an elevator a couple of floors down.
“No walking stairs for you” Isa says with a creepy grin “Would be a waste of calories.”
She was so creepily serious about all of this! As we leave the elevator I hear a soft bass music in the distance. We enter a large hall after Isa scanned her pass. I am amazed at the size of the gym that is in this building, it has two layers at the side and plenty of models working out. Isa goes to the dressing room, which is empty. She turns around and folds her arms with a grin on her face.
“So this is what we are going to do chubby” Isa starts, she smirks at my annoyance “You are going to be doing some working out, some simple things. During this workout we will show the audience how chubby and out of shape you are getting. This should be no problem since I don’t believe you have seen a gym in months and you’ve added quite a few pounds”
“What? I used to be a gym rat!” I say, slightly too smug judging by Isa’s look. “W-what I mean is that I used to go to the gym three times per week.”
“Right we will see about that” She says as she hands me a set of clothing “Get dressed in this. I have to fetch something for this.”
And she left, leaving me alone in the dressing room. I look at the clothing she gave me. Spandex sports shorts and an elastic sports top. I shake my head and start undressing. What the hell kind of job is this? I put on the shorts, they are running shorts and I guess the legs of the shorts should be baggy. The key word here is ‘should’. I feel the elastic fabric stretch over my hips and hug my thighs.
“Gosh my thighs are getting chunky” I think as I look how the elastic fabric makes a dent in my upper thigh. “Bet Joe would love this sight. I wonder if he watches the video’s?”
I feel my cheeks light up a bit as I continue. These clothes were damn tight. As I pick up the shirt I realize why. The set of clothing is a size medium and I guess I am no medium no more. I looked at the mirror and felt my eye twitch. I look ridiculous! The top is stretched thin accentuating the roll above my bra. I adjust the top, but it just slides up again. Are you kidding me!? The freaking top doesn’t even cover my belly anymore? Fuck! I am getting fat! I put my hand on the exposed bit of belly at the bottom of the top. When did I grow this…soft. At that moment Isa pokes her head around the door again. Her face goes from her usual emotionless bored or irritated state into a pleased smile.
“Suits you perfectly porky” Isa says “Common let’s go”
“I can’t go out like this!” I protest “This set is too small!”
“That is your problem for gaining weight” Isa says annoyed “Now let’s go we don’t have all day”
And with that she just leaves. I stand stunned in dressing room. I think about changing back and leaving, but I bitterly remind the contract. I take a deep breath and step out, seeing Isa waiting for me near a treadmill. She had put on a tripod camera in front of the treadmill and was holding one as well. I felt very self-conscious and I looked at the other women around me. All of them are models, all of them tall and skinny. I haven’t felt really fat or whatever, but in here I felt huge!
“There she is” Isa says “Hop your plump butt on the treadmill and I will tell you what we are going to do.”
I look at Isa and then at the treadmill, she is up to something. She circles around me like a mosquito until she is standing on the side of the treadmill.
“This video will be easy. You will do a bit of exercise starting with some jogging. Making sure that the audience can see all the extra jiggling you do” Isa explains, I cringe at her explanation “Now I’m sure a chubby girl like you won’t be running for too long. So that won’t be too much of a problem. I do however want to compensate for any fat loss so I brought you this”
Isa reveals a box with large, chocolate covered eclairs. At the side you could see the cream spilling out of the pastry.
“You will be eating these as you exercise” She says with a twinkle in her eyes.
“That is crazy! I’m not doing that” I respond angry.
“You are or I swear you will be eating a stick of butter every day for a week!” Isa says stern, with something crazy about her. “I already told you I don’t give a fuck what you eat as long as it makes your ass fatter. So considering that I have been nice, but please do try my patience!”
There is something about Isa that frightens me. She feels like a lose cannon, saying that she does things for Olivia. She reaches out with one of the eclairs and looks at me with impatience. I reluctantly take the pastry. Isa puts the box away and starts the treadmill. It was a decent jogging speed and I smile a bit smug again. I used to do this for an hour at a time to warm up for my fitness!
“Get to eating porky!” Isa says firm and I take the first bite. The éclair is rich and quite taste, just not really suited for a gym situation. I take another bite and feel a big dot of cream fall down onto my top. I look a bit shocked, but then surprised at Isa’s reaction.
“Look at that bouncing belly” Isa says gleeful as she takes the handheld camera and makes a close up of my belly. I look down and with a blush realize there is indeed a lot of bouncing going on. And on full display since it was futile to keep moving my shirt down.
“And there is so much more jiggling to be seen all around” Isa said. She sounded genuinely happy or excited, something that she rarely was. “Look at that fat ass”
I finished the éclair and noticed a couple of things. The first was that being heavier made this exercise obviously tougher. Running while gaining this much weight and not exercising at all is like adding 50 pound ankle weights and then go for a jog. The second was that I was in a worst shape than I imagined. Four minutes in and I was already feeling tired. Isa hands me a second éclair and orders me to eat it. I see some of the other models staring and a couple of them are even laughing. After the second éclair is gone I am exhausted and holding on to the handlebars in front of me. Isa just smiles and holds up the éclair in front of me. I look confused, but she brings it closer and it soon becomes clear that she wants me to eat while I cling on to the machine. The éclair is pushed to my lips and I take a bite. God I am exhausted. The third éclair goes down much faster and after it is done Isa turns of the machine.
“ten minute run, barely 1400 meters” She says obviously content with me performing poor on this fitness test “100 calories burned, 600 calories of éclairs eaten. Look at how exhausted you are!”
It was true I was leaning on my knees trying to catch my breath, sweating too much. How the hell was this so freaking though!?
“You are already turning into a fatty” Isa says gleeful “Imagine how much harder this will become once you are even bigger.”
I felt slightly horrified, of course I knew that not going to the gym and gaining weight would affect my endurance and fitness overall. However, I never expected it to be this bad already! If it was this hard already, how am I ever going to lose all this weight when Olivia is done with me?!
“Get changed again” Isa says “It is almost time for your next meal”
I kept standing there for a bit. Until I realized all the skinny models staring at me. That is when I left off to my next meal.

Neutral POV
-A week later-
It was a nice Friday evening, Joe had made roasted duck with mashed potatoes, with a lot of gravy. They had opened a nice bottle of red wine and she had gotten pudding dessert. Amber contently leans back and feels delighted. She loved it when Joe cooked like this, it was all so nice and you got just taste the love in it. Amber had eaten her fill and beyond and she was stuffed. A feeling she subconscientiously has started to appreciate. What also made it better was that it was quality meal, not like Isa had done today. Isa had only used the fryer today. Amber leans back and puts a hand on her belly while Joe sips his wine and adores the sight. A lock of blond hair falls over Amber’s right eye, but Amber seems too busy with her thoughts. It had been an hour and a half since diner so Joe was thinking about what sort of snacks he should bring out.
“Babe, you remember what I told you last week? About the fitness test Isa made me do” Amber finally says in a thoughtful way, getting a confirming nod as a answer. “I was wondering something. Are you not bothered or ashamed by it? By the fact that your girlfriend is now having trouble running for ten minutes?”
“Bothered?” Joe says giving a short laugh “Absolutely not. And I would never be ashamed of you in any regard, but especially not when it is linked to your weight.”
Amber smiles, Joe’s words were reassuring.
“What about you?” Joe asks “How do you feel?”
“Conflicted” Amber sighs “I make no secret of the fact that I do not enjoy getting fat. And it was slightly horrifying to realize how unfit I am getting. I have always put a lot of effort in staying really fit and to see it all…erode away is scary.”
Joe looks concerned as Amber takes a moment to drink.
“But” She starts again, holding a moment for suspense. “I do love this. Just eating nice things. The amazing care you put in these meals and then being able to just eat till I can’t fit a bite anymore. I….kind of like it… I guess. And also this whole thing that it is something between you and me makes me feel warm. The rest of the world might not understand, but we do. I mean these have been some of the most romantic months of my life. And sometimes when I get looks from people… I like it? Like also sometimes when you tease me… it turns me on a bit… Does that make any sense or does that just make me really weird?”
“Not at all” Joe says calm, seeing Amber’s facial expression relax as well. “Different people like different things. And I guess you just like the bit of thrill that it gives you. And I agree with you things have really spiced up. And I am loving every part of it.”
“I bet you do” Amber says naughty. “Talking about spicing things up. Is there still pie in the fridge?”
“Eh… yeah… about half a pecan pie” Joe answers.
“Well how about you take that pie upstairs and just wait for me” Amber says with a grin. “And take off that shirt and those jeans”
Joe feels his heart rate increase and immediately gets into action.

A bit later is Joe waiting, sitting in their bed. His clothes on the ground and half the pie next to him, it was a rather large pie so half would still be a large meal for anyone. He hears Amber approach and feels faint as she stands in the doorway. She is wearing a white button up shirt from her skinny days. The buttons are only closed around her breasts and even those look unhealthy strained. Her pale belly is visible between the two sides of the shirts. Her stretchmarks are accentuated by the white shirt and her pale belly. Underneath she is wearing shorts that might have fitted 30 pounds ago, but certainly weren’t fitting anymore. The buttons were open and the zipper was down. In her right hand she had the bottle of wine
“Hey handsome, I heard you have a preference for …bigger girls” Amber says in a smoky voice “How about I get over there and we see how you treat a big girl like me”
Amber takes a drink and seductively walks over to the bed. She puts the bottle on the nightstand and gets into the large bed. Sitting down and then crawling over to Joe on all fours, who is mesmerized. She catches Joe staring at her cleavage and smiles seductive.
“Feed me” She says breathy as Joe looks into her big blue eyes.
Joe takes a slice and lets her take a generous bite. Amber hums at the taste, it was good. Slowly Joe feeds her bite for bite in silence until the first of six slices is gone.
“Do you think I should eat anymore?” Amber says prowling at Joe “I might get fat if you make me eat more”
“I think you should eat plenty more, making sure that belly grows a bit” Joe says confident as he feeds her the next bite of the second slice. Amber’s lip curl into a pleasured smile. She sits down kneeling on two knees. Spreading her legs a bit to draw attention to her growing belly.
“How about a bit of teasing big boy?” Amber says after accepting the next bite.
Joe first feeds her another bite before reaching over and kneading her belly fat.
“You are growing quite the belly” He starts “Used to have abs, now there is a thick layer of fat on it.”
Amber opens her mouth, but Joe just feeds her the next bite. This slice was almost done now and Joe already takes the next one in his hand.
“Such a greedy piggy you are becoming” He says leaning over to kiss her neck. “I bet there is still plenty of space for this third slice”
He doesn’t wait for an answer and just starts feeding it to Amber.
“This won’t help you reduce that butt size of yours” He continues the teasing “I always thought you had a bit of a small ass, but man that was the first thing that changed!”
He squeezes the side of Amber’s hips and she leans over to kiss him. He feels her warm softer body against his. Then Amber sticks out her tongue and winks at him as she goes past him to grab another slice. She was getting full, but right now she did not give a damn. As she reaches over a rip can be heard from Amber’s backside and she sits up straight looking over her shoulder.
“Oh my god I ripped the shorts” She says slightly panicked.
“A reward to your hard work of eating” Joe says quickly calming Amber down and feeding her more. Amber is soothed by the food and Joe’s admiration and forgets about the rip soon. She lies down next Joe and lets him feed her while he massages her newly acquired softness.
“So tell me something scary” Amber says with a breathy voice again “If I left it all up to you, mister feeder. What would happen with me then?”
“I would make sure you eat nothing, but the richest foods. Every. Single. Day. Making sure you are well fed throughout the day.” Joe says confirming his words by feeding her from the fifth slice. “And by doing so… you will just grow greedier, hungrier and lazier… All your friends will see that belly of yours getting bigger and bigger. Ballooning up as it gets wider and starts to hang… That once tiny butt of yours will become increasingly bigger as the pounds pile on. Jiggling and becoming a real focus point for your surroundings. Your breasts will increase, your arms grow softer. And running for 10 minutes like you did a week ago. Will become something that seems impossible. I would make you a real big girl, but most of all I would be there at every single moment to provide you with love or anything else that you please.”
In between sentences Joe had fed her bites and they were now on the last slice. This pie was rich and heavy. Amber’s heart raced . A bit from fear of the scene Joe had painted, but also from excitement. The next slice slowly disappears into Amber’s stomach as the two of them crawl over each other. Slowly freeing Amber from her too small and ripped clothing as they reward themselves with an exciting night.

-Three weeks later-
“I bet you like stuffing your face with that. Don’t you porky?” Isa says taunting as she points to the buns with corndogs that Amber was eating as lunch. They were drenched with sauce and there had to be almost a dozen of them “You really are turning into a fatty. ”
Amber ignored Isa and continued eating.
“In fact how about we weigh you again?” Isa continues “See how much that fat ass of yours has grown”
Amber stops eating and looks over to the scale with a displeased look.
“Yeah porky, get up and haul your ass on the scale” Isa says taking the plate of corndogs with her. “You can eat while we weigh you. It is not like those corndogs are really going to make the difference.”
Amber feels pressured into doing as Isa pleases, but she really doesn’t want the scale to ruin the good mood she has been in recently. The Scale standard had two cameras, one pointed at the person on it and on at the display Amber slowly walks to the scale, suddenly feeling very aware of how her thighs are rubbing against each other all the way. She slowly gets on and to her own surprise she has to push her belly in to see the numbers. Her eyes go wide as the short beep indicates that the scale has decided her weight.
“Nice finally over 200 pounds. Getting into the real fat girl numbers now” Isa says with an excited voice, putting some numbers into “ at 202.1 pounds you have a body mass index of 34.7. Meaning you are damn close to getting into obesity class index 2. Or in other words you are getting fat. It also means you are now 92 pounds heavier than you used to be. 82 pounds of lard packed onto that small 5’4’’ frame of yours.”
Amber feels a little numb 92 pounds!? 92 pounds is a huge amount of weight.
“passing the 200 pounds… I always see that as to when someone goes from being a chubby girl to being a fat girl” Isa says with a mean smile “By the way we got some new comments from your workout video”
Isa grabs her tablet and smirks at the screen. Isa reads out the comments again:
“Holy… She is gaining weight fast!”
“LOL look at her struggling to run for 10 minutes. Run fatty! Run!”
“No need to exercise. Instead focus on eating more”
“XD I love the look of the other girls in the gym. While they are working their ass off to stay skinny. She comes in and just stuffs her face with snacks”
“The bigger that ass gets the less running she will be doing!”
“Upvote if you think Isa should make her drink heavy cream as a punishment for being so unfit”
Amber stood there in silence. The corndog she had been eating just didn’t seem that tasteful anymore.
“That last one was the top rated comment by the way” Isa says leaning against the wall to the side of Amber. “Now how about you get back to your lunch and I will make sure that idea won’t become a reality straight away.”

-later that evening-
“200 pounds!?” Joe says excited like a kid on Christmas “This is amazing! You are amazing. It is just….”
“Amazing?” Amber finishes Joe’s sentence, with a bit of sarcasm. It did cheer her up to see how happy he was about all of this. Joe nods and walks over to her and sweeps her of her feet. She sometimes forgot how strong he was. He pecks a couple of kisses on her cheek and looks into her eyes.
“This calls for a celebration!” Joe says as he gently puts her down on his feet again. Not letting her know that he was more strained than it looked by lifting her.
“Celebration for what?” Amber says confused “What did you even have in mind?”
“To celebrate you achieving this goal. We need to make this all about positive vibes, so you know you did something…. Well you know amazing!” Joe says “We could do anything you want. I am up for everything.”
“Next weekend we go shopping together. As long as I want” Amber immediately answers. Seeing some disappointment in Joe’s face. Joe hates busy places.
“Oh… I was more thinking of something tha-” Joe starts off
“That involves food and probably me stuffing myself full of it” Amber cuts him off quirky. Joe gives her a guilty expression “Nah ah, not this time. This is my reward ”
Amber winks at Joe, grabs a cookie from an open package and heads off. Leaving Joe in the kitchen to cook her a meal. Joe stands and then smirks. Did she even notice that was already her second cookie since she got home 15 minutes ago?

That weekend Joe was carrying the shopping bags that contained Amber’s new clothing and shoes, pillows, a bag with bed covers and for some reason they ended up buying a copper vase. Joe understood why they needed more covers, since their covers seemed to become much dirtier with crumbs or food stains lately. He had endured the shopping and Amber bought two things he found specifically interesting. The first thing was a summer romper with short legs, no sleeves and a front zipper. This jumper was too tight to be worn in public, but Joe had loved the look so much she bought it as a tease for back home. The second was a large male jersey, the type of warm baggy clothing to wear during a rainy Sunday. While Amber might not be aware of it Joe also liked that piece. Not for what it was now, but for the potential it had. Joe day dreamed about the day that Amber would come down the stairs in that jersey with a guilty look on her face, as her belly had become too big for even that jersey. Joe was smiling like a dreaming boy while they were walking through the mall. Meanwhile Amber was dealing with a bit of an issue. They have been at the mall for hours now and even though Joe had presented her with breakfast and later a magnificent brunch, including a chocolate fondue, she was hungry. In fact she was really, really hungry. She noticed all the food joints in the mall, people with food walking by and even the commercials made her more hungry. She never experienced herself being hungry like this, she simply was starting to crave food. Unbeknown to Amber, this was an effect of the appetite stimulant that Joe provided her with, through her coffee drinks. What also didn’t help was that Isa was bothering her trough the app she used for work. She kept sending push messages telling her to eat something and making suggestions.
“Honey, aren’t you hungry?” Amber asks, trying to sound casual “You didn’t eat that much did you?”
“Hmmm? No I am fine” Joe says sheepish, failing to see his opportunity.
“G-good, then we are can just go on” Amber says with slight faulter in her voice. Then Joe realizes his mistake.
“You know what, now that we are talking about it. I do feel like I could use a nice bite” Joe quickly says “We can try that new burger joint they opened.”
Amber nods happily and arm in arm they walk over to the food court. Amber didn’t flinch at the first hunger pangs, but god she felt ravenous.

“Guess I’ll just have an egg sandwich” Amber says putting down the menu and giving Joe a smile to hide how hungry she felt.
“Are you sure? You could have one of those burgers, or the larger ones, or multiple if you would like. And no fries?” Joe says hoping to crack Amber’s will.
“I couldn’t do that” Amber hisses with a smile “Not in public you know.”
“Or maybe this is the perfect time?” Joe pushes on “You are already in a position where you can eat as much and whatever you want. So you might as well enjoy it and show the rest of the world that they can mind their own business. We just do our thing”
“fine” Amber finally says, biting her bottom lip a bit “You get us food, but don’t make it too crazy!”
Joe gets up with a smile and just winks at her, before leaving for the counter.
“That was a bad plan” Amber sighs as she watches Joe walk.

A bit later Joe returned with the tray overloaded with fast food. Two large cartons of fries, multiple big double layered burgers, fried chicken sandwiches, onion rings, a bunch of smaller burgers and whole lot of plastic gravy tubs. Joe sets the tray down and leaves before Amber can even say anything. To return with a cup and a bottle. The cup was XL sized and seemed to be filled with soda, no doubt high in sugars. The bottle was much smaller and was a type of sugar free iced tea. Joe put the large soda filled cup in front of Amber and sat down. Amber gave him an angry look, but Joe just lifted her shoulders. She rolled her eyes, but could no longer contain herself as she reached for one of the double layered hamburgers. Amber ate the first burger faster than Joe had ever seen anything. She stuffed her mouth full of fries only to go for a second burger. Joe meanwhile starts one of the sandwiches. In between Amber takes big gulps of the soda, it was refreshing through the junk food. Joe was just watching the spectacle unravel in front of him. Amber ate with more focus than ever before. As if being nervous about eating in public turned her eating on automatic. The third burger meanwhile has bitten the dust and Amber is making her way trough the fries, dipping them in gravy. Amber used to shun gravy, but now she was eating it like they were mints. After about 40 minutes of non-stop eating almost all food is gone. One lonesome burger and some fries remain. Amber leans back and makes an uncomfortable groan.
“I can’t believe I did that” Amber moans having a hiccup and then groaning again. “It wasn’t even that good”
“That was great honey” Joe says as he drinks the last bit of his drink away. After that he makes some small talk until Amber is ready to carry on again. She seemed a bit calmer as her full stomach made her bit timid.

-Three weeks later-
Amber adjusted her seatbelt, it dug uncomfortably in her belly while she was driving. She was on her way to meet some old college friends, one of whom was Kris. They were going out for dinner together. What made Amber nervous was the fact that none of them had seen her since she started gaining. What added to her trouble was that the dress she picked three weeks ago was already slightly snug. She reached into a bag on the driver side and pulled out a homemade muffin.
“Dick” Amber curses at Joe.
She knew damn well why he had given it to her. Because nerves made her eat more. So he had given her a bag of homemade muffins for the road. Amber pulls into the parking lot of the place they are going to eat and waits in the car a bit, munching on a muffin. Of the people she was going to meet, she only considered Kris a friend of hers. The other girls she just kind of hung out with during classes. Iris and Eden were their names, both of them could be a bit mean . However Iris could be a real…. Bitch. Amber takes the last bite, wipes the crumbs and gets out of the car. She hears a bell ring behind her and sees Kris approaching on her mountain bike.
“Hey love, how’s life?” Kris says while she jumps of her bike and parks it.
Amber immediately notices Kris staring her up and down, but she doesn’t say anything. They hug and go in. The other two are already at the table. They greet. Eden looks at Amber with a mix of shock and disgust, but Iris actually laughed a bit and looked condescending. However she said nothing. They start the evening normal with a drink, Amber adjusting her dress, and they talk about how things are going. The first bump comes when they discuss what they will order.
“Well it doesn’t matter” Eden says “We are not splitting the bill anyways”
“How so?” Kris says her elegant accent pressing trough.
“Well I’m not going to pay for Amber’s appetite” Eden responds, half joking half sneering “We all go bankrupt”
They all laugh and even Amber manages to stifle a laugh.

Later after Amber returns from the bathroom she sees Iris standing by the sinks, obviously waiting for her.
“So I am curious” Iris says while watching Amber “What the hell happened to you?”
“E-excuse you?” Amber stutters caught off guard
“How the hell did you get so fat?” Iris says obvious “You must have gained like 50 pounds since college?”
“I… I… indeed gained some weight” Amber says blushing.
“Some weight!?” Iris says with disgust “You went from a babe… to a class-A fatty! How much do you weigh now?”
“bit under 200 pounds” Amber says soft looking away. Knowing it was probably more than that now.
“You’re over 200 freaking pounds?” Iris scoffs “Girl, you need to get your act together. You are becoming a real butterball. You need to control your apatite or you will become a real hog.”
Iris looks at Amber trough the mirror and a contemptuous smile appears on her face.
“In fact if you keep getting fat like this, who knows you might lose that handsome boyfriend of yours” Iris says sinister “Perhaps he would prefer a lady like me… who takes care of her body.”
With that advice Iris leaves and Amber stands in front of the mirror for a second. Amber stares for a second at the mirror and looks herself in the eyes.
“Fuck her” She softly says “Fat girl… I’ll show her…”

Amber returns to the table to find Kris slightly shocked and Eden looking at her with a bit of amusement. Obviously Iris had told everyone she was over 200 pounds now. However Amber was determined to not let them get in her way. She sits down with a smile and complains about how hungry she is. So she orders breadbaskets for the table. Two of them. Only Kris eats some of the bread, the rest slowly disappears into Amber’s belly during the courses. She orders a large appetizer with a side. For a main course she takes a plate with a huge steak.
“Are you sure you want to eat so much?” Eden says to her. “lot of calories in that food.”
“Really hungry” Amber says with smile as she turns to the waiter “With extra fries on the side please”

The dinner continues and Amber is pretty much eating for two. When it is time for dessert the others complain about their diets.
“Not like that matters to you, does it Amber?” Iris says taunting, getting an angry look from Kris. Amber laughs it off and orders a large sundae. During the desserts they talk about doing some more activities. The type of activities that everyone says they want to do more often and then never plan.
“But I guess rock climbing or running are out of the question. Since you know one of us would probably not make it” Eden says as she nods to Amber and then laughs it off with Iris.“Maybe if you practice a bit of cardio amber? Else we should go to a spa so we can all join.”
This one actually stung, Amber used to pride herself to be the fittest of the group. Kris just chimes in to say that a spa is a really good idea. As the evening progresses the eventually all go home. They say their goodbyes and go their separate ways. Except for Kris who meets up with Amber outside.
“Don’t pay too much attention to them” She says while she unlocks her bike.
“No worries I won’t” Amber responds.
“But…. Do take care of yourself Amber” Kris says as a concerned friend.
“I am… I am taking care of myself” Amber says with a confident smile.
“If you say so” Kris says hopping on her bike “See you soon.”
Amber waves her off and goes to her car. She sits down and enjoys the silence for a bit. She looks at the bag of muffins and smiles. One more wouldn’t hurt.

-later the next week-
Amber was eating, almost enjoying, another deep fried meal of Isa. Just as chunk of fried onion falls between her cleavage the door opens and Amber looks up to see the woman she probably hated the most in the entire world. Oliva, as beautiful as ever, smiles at her. Her white teeth almost sparkle in the light.
“Amber, it is so good to see you” She says pleasant as she takes a seat across from Amber “It is especially good to see you are nicely filling out.”
“Over 200 pounds” Isa says from the corner.
“I know I read the reports sweetie.” Olivia says rather annoyed. “You will be happy to know that OBPS is picking up steam. The bigger you are getting, the larger our total revenue.”
Olivia’s smiles stays on her face while she looks over at the mess of plates and fried food.
“Hardly any high-class food I guess” She remarks as she looks at the greasy stain on Amber’s bust “But it gets the job done”
“Talking about done jobs” Amber says, mustering some courage. “I’m well overweight now, when am I done with this?”
“Oh darling, you are not overweight. You are obese” Oliva says calm “And if I were you I would not concern with when you are done, just focus on getting bigger. But if you want some advice, I would say go shopping for some bigger sizes already…. You’re going to need them”
Olivia laughs a warm laugh, but Amber got the chills non the less.
“I sure hope your boyfriend is enjoying his kink. I mean it is helping us with…developing you” Olivia continues, she laughs at Amber’s surprised face “Of course I know good old Joe is into fat ladies. Well good for you! You see I have upgraded my information services ever since Isa made a little mess”
Olivia gives an ice cold look to Isa and Isa looks to the ground.
“Well it has been great catching up with you two” Olivia says getting up “But I am a busy woman. Amber keep eating well and keep getting heavier. And Isa keep her well fed and our clients entertained. Do this and the both of you will have a blast here at my company, but do try to stay on my good side. Bye bye ladies”
Olivia left the room and silence filled it. She sounded friendly, but it was obviously a threat to the both of them.
“You heard the woman” Isa says, dropping a greasy looking egg with bacon on a plate “Keep eating and we will both be fine.”

-three weeks later-
Amber was lying in their bed while Joe was getting breakfast, or actually he was getting more breakfast. She had just finished a plate of pancakes, Joe had rubbed her belly and then announced that he would get more. He just assumed she would still be hungry. And Amber felt slightly annoyed to admit that she was. He came walking up the stares and Amber already scented the fresh pancakes. They smelled good. This was so nice! Relaxing in bed in her panties, waiting for her handsome boyfriend to bring her more pancakes to enjoy. Joe walks in, puts the pancakes on her night stand and drops down next to her.
“Happy anniversary by the way” he says.
Amber gets up on her elbows and gives him a confused look.
“Our anniversary was three months ago, we went to that park and I got you that gadget. Remember?” Amber says confused.
“Not what I meant” Joe says with a grin. He puts his hand on her belly and squeezes the soft flab “It is our one year anniversary of this.”
Amber suddenly feels odd, had it only been one year so far?
“Wonder how much progress you made in one year” He says kissing her neck “How about I get the scale and we check it?”
Joe gets out of the bed and Amber suddenly has a flashback to what started this all. The documentary about feederism. The woman who gained 60 pounds in one year. Joe walks in with the scale and places for the mirror. Patiently he waits besides as Amber gets up and walks to the scale. While doing this she gets a good look at her own figure. She definitely wasn’t skinny anymore. No outline of ribs or hipbones could be seen. No abs or biceps visible anymore. No thigh gap or runner calves either. Instead everything was coated in a layer of softness. Her calves were rounder and softer looking. Her thighs have gotten big, but not with muscle. Instead they had grown soft with fat and now rubbed against each other and jiggled while she walked. Her hips and butt have gotten quite big. She never realized she was pear shaped until she started gaining weight. Her once strong and hard worked for abs were nowhere to be seen anymore. Instead a thick belly now hung over the waistband of her panties. The fat that was no packed to her midriff jiggled and bounced at every minor movement. Her belly went into a smaller roll just underneath her breasts. Which have plumped up, but not to large sizes yet. Even her arms now had a jiggle to it and her face had gotten fuller. Amber steps on the scale and sucks in her belly so she can see the numbers. Up again, this couldn’t be a surprise. However Amber felt a bit vertigo when she saw the readout of 213.4 pounds.
“103 pounds?” Amber says like the scale would have a motive to lie to her “More than 100 pounds heavier.”
“Over a 100 pounds of added beauty” Joe says embracing Amber from behind.
Amber stares at herself, how could she have let this happen? Over 2 pounds per week! How many weeks of fasting and exercising would it take to even get close to my former weight?
“Babe…. How heavy are you actually?” Amber asks emotionless.
“around 195?” Joe says uncertain continuing holding Amber.
“I’m almost 20 pounds heavier than you?” Amber says breaking lose and turning around to Joe. “Joe….I am fat…”
“Honey..” Joe starts as he reaches for her hand, but Amber pulls away.
“No! It is true… I’m fucking fat!” Amber says emotional “How can you like this? The belly, the jiggling… the fat ass!?”
Amber grabs one of her fat inflated butt cheeks and shakes it to proof what she is saying.
“Amber…. I don’t want to lie to you… yes indeed you are getting fat” Joe says calm “But that just makes a million times more attractive in my eyes. So please don’t think fat means ugly. Because you are the most beautiful… sexy…little lady that I have ever seen.”
Joe manages to gently hug his girlfriend again and holds her.
“Now how about we do the things you love most about this. Tell me whatever you want to eat and how much of it and I will make sure you get nothing less than the best” Joe continues in speech like way “And what do you think if we try some exciting stuff again. Some more kinky stuff…and we will see what you like”
Amber and Joe just stand there for a minute.
“Thanks” Amber mutters soft “I needed a bit of motivation”
“Not a word did I lie” Joe says content “Now beauty, what do you want to do?”
“Well… those pancakes are getting cold…. Won’t let them go to waste” Amber says playful again “And how about you prepare something special. For tonight. Something exciting, like you promised.”
Joe kisses her and walks to the door.
“There are some cookies leftover from yesterday” He says leaning against the post “Want them?”
For a second Amber hesitates while holding on to her own belly. Then she smiles an innocent smile.
“I think I do” She answers and Joe leaves to retrieve the cookies.
“At least… I hope I do” Amber whispers after he is gone.

JOE POV
It was later in the evening as I walk into the living room.
“So for tonight I wanted to try something new” I say as I approach Amber “Using these bad boys”
I show her the handcuffs that she has gifted me and which we had used a long time ago. Her cheeks fluster and I smile at her.
“What are you planning with those?” She asks, cocking an eyebrow.
“You’ll see, just sit your lovely little butt down on one of the chairs in the kitchen” I answer trying to contain my excitement. She slowly walks past me while looking seductively in my eyes. I look her go and as she walks I wonder. Is she swaying her hips on purpose or is her ass really getting that big? She sits down on one of the chairs with her back towards me.
“Gosh her hips are getting wide” I think, as I notice that her ass now spreads to the side of the chair. I kiss her from behind and help her take off her shirt. Revealing her now pastier upper body. Then I guide her arms to the side of the chair and nimbly attach the cuffs to the legs of the chair and the other end to her wrists. She fakes a shocked expression and I smile. I am not used to being rough or unfriendly with my girlfriend, but I know Amber likes it.
“So I’ve heard that you as a former cheerleader have been eating too much?” I say as I poke her belly. God it felt good how far my finger could sink in. “Such a greedy girl. Well if you are that hungry how about I help you as much as possible?”
I reveal a tube with a mask on one end and a funnel on the other. Amber seems shocked, but doesn’t protest as I put it on.
“Wapfff thiss” Amber says muffled trough the mask and the tube now between her teeth.
“Just a little something I got online” I say with a wink. ”Now how about we fill you up”
I try to sound threating, but Amber actually laughs a bit at my attempt. I take jug out of the fridge and swirl its contents.
“Hope you are in the mood for milkshakes” I say “Because you are going to have a lot of it.”
I pour in the thick liquid and smile. It wasn’t really a milkshake, but actually strawberry flavored heavy cream. A minor detail. The liquid slowly trickles down into the tube and soon Amber has no other option than to swallow it. She slowly gulps it all down until the funnel is empty. She is breathing heavy, either from excitement or from having to chug the cream. Either way no sign of stopping, so I wait a bit and fill the funnel up again. While my blond girlfriend drinks the fattening liquid I squad down next to her and rub her belly.
“There you go” I say soothing “Get it all into that tiny tummy of yours.”
Man, even her belly was starting to get wider. And as she was sitting down it was now lazily resting on top of her chunky thighs. I end my rubbing in a firm squeeze and jiggle the soft flab. No hint of muscles anymore. I rise up again and Amber looks at me with her big blue eyes. I smile at her and pour the funnel full again.
“Half way” I announce as I look at the container. There had been a liter of the cream in it when we started if she managed to finish it all that would mean over 3400 calories and more than 200 grams of pure fat. For a minute I fantasize about how fat Amber could end up getting. What if she ended up gaining another 100 pounds? Or more!? Once more I fill up the funnel and Amber moans, she was probably getting full soon.
“Getfing ffull” She manages to say after she chugs the thick liquid again.
“Full?” I say pinching her belly “Babe you have to be stuffed before we are done”
Before Amber can say anything I pour the funnel full. One more time after this and she managed to drink it all! I feel excited. Of course she was getting full, this stuff was dense and it was atop all the snacks I had already provided her with. I feel adrenaline rushing through my veins. A year ago I would not dare to even talk about my preferences. And now I was pouring my plumped up girlfriend full of cream, making sure she would get even fatter. Oh, and if we kept this kind of stuff up she was sure going to get fatter.
“Mppfff” Amber muffles, but this time I give her even less time to protest and empty the jug.
“Last bit and then we are done” I say and massage her belly, feeling that it is tighter than a bit ago. Full of food and cream, waiting to be turned into fat. After Amber is done I release the cuffs, she just groans and rubs her belly. A bit later she walks to the couch and I follow her, carrying with me a large bag of chips. After all that might come in handy for girl with a greedy belly, like Amber.

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-A week later-
“Morning porky” Isa says as Amber gets into the office “Today we are doing a weigh in video”
Isa points to the small camera she was holding.
“A what?” Amber says confused and a little offended.
“A video where you get on the scale we record your weight and then you can go and stuff your face” Isa explains with a grin, she was apparently already filming. Amber puts her stuff away and stands still for a bit.
“Why would anyone watch a video of a scale?” Amber asks still confused.
“To put a number on how fat you are getting” Isa says bored “Bow common”
Amber is still hesitant and looks at Isa and the camera with revolt.
“Common move on, we don’t have all day” Isa encourages as she comes close with the camera and films Amber’s muffin top. “Let’s see how many pounds of flab you’ve added to your body.”
Amber turns away from the camera and faces the scale. Isa zooms in on Amber’s rather rotund butt and smiles.
“You are getting quite a fat ass” Isa remarks as Amber walks to the scale “Imagine how much bigger it is going to get. How did you even get yourself in those jeans, they look way too tight.”
“They are indeed quite tight” Amber admits getting a snicker from Isa. It was obvious that she loved this. Amber was not comfortable with the situation and hesitated a second before getting on the scale. Isa held the camera close to the scale and films as the blinking numbers appear.
“182.3, good job!” Isa says filming Amber’s shocked reaction “Now get to eating”
Isa points to a breakfast of mostly bacon, cheese and eggs. The camera in front of the seat was waiting for Amber. Amber again hesitated, but realized her options were slim. So she got to eating.
“182.3 puts you at a BMI of 31.3. So congratulations, you are no longer overweight. You are now obese” Isa says taunting “I guess you really are turning into a fatty”
Amber gives Isa an angry look, which only makes things better for Isa and the viewer. Isa puts the camera away and feels pleased with the results, this was going great!

-later in the evening-
“No Joe I am full” Amber huffs as Joe lifts another spoon of thick potato soup up to her lips.
“Just a couple of spoons more” Joe says gentle. The soup was dense and fortified with condensed cream. He gently spoons the soup into Amber’s mouth who moans. He kisses her belly and rubs it.
“You did great beautiful” He says, Amber just groans some more. She never thought it would be this hard to be pushed to gain weight. While Joe was really gentle with her he made sure she was just as full, or maybe even fuller, as when she was at the hands of Isa. And even if Joe was never as forceful as Isa, Amber still had just a hard time ever saying no. She couldn't even remember the last time saying no to food worked.
“You are gorgeous, you know that” Joe says as he kisses her lips. “Now tell me when you are ready for dessert.”
Joe got up to clean and Amber could just relax. She actually felt a bit warm inside, it felt…. Sort of good to be pampered by Joe. Joe cleaned while whistling a country song and once he was done he got a big milkshake out of the fridge. He looks at the unit and smiles. 400ml of heavy cream, 100 grams of sugar, butter and vanilla syrup to fix the taste. It was a 1500 calorie, sugar bomb that would surely disappear into Amber’s belly before the end of this evening. He sits down and puts the shake on the table. After about 45 minutes he reaches over and hands it to Amber. Who takes the first couple of sips. She leans back again and from the corner of Joe’s eye he sees Amber’s shirt riding up the curve of her belly. Amber catches his eye and readjusts her shirt with a blush, making Joe grin.
“What?” Amber says.
“Nothing I just think it is cute” Joe says leaning over and kissing her “The way your shirt gets too small and it reveals your pretty little belly.”
“Do you now?” Amber responds, but her voice indicates that she would like some more compliments “What else do you like?”
“Well..” Joe says rolling on his side and tracing his hands along Amber’s curves. “I love the fuller look, the slight rolls that you are developing. I have always been more of an butt guy and I really appreciate the recent developments.”
“Recent developments?” Amber says with a cocked eyebrow.
“Growing nice and juicy. The bigger the booty the better I would say” He says with a smug expression resting his hands on her hips. He leans over and kisses her again. “And those thighs are stunning, nice and plump. Exactly what I like.”
Amber squirmed at his touch and smiled. She knew for a fact that she hated getting fat and she was sure she would lose most weight once this was over, but this she did enjoy. The food and the loving from Joe.
“And that belly of yours” Joe continues “I think it is sexy. You can trust me when I say: that the rounder you belly gets, the more I will love it.”
Joe uncovers the pale belly flat that now lazily rests on Amber’s thicker thighs and places another kiss. He notices the angry red stretchmarks and smiles and kisses further. He straightens up again and hands Amber the cream drink.
“Babe I love everything about you, but most of all I love this whole daring, dare I say kinky side if you” He says. That evening he keeps overloading Amber with compliments as she slowly sips her drink away.

-three weeks later-
“You want to hear some comments from your last weigh in video?” Isa says as she looks at her tablet.
“Comments?” Amber asks confused.
“Yeah dummy your weigh-in video went online a week ago and people can comment” Isa explains then she points to a plate of half-eaten waffles “Don’t forget to eat that as well!”
Isa was really stern when it came to food Amber sighs and pulls the plate close. Isa lists some comments in a monotone voice.
“I can’t believe she used to be a 110 pound stick, she is plumping up nice!”
“Look at that butt, that promises something”
“She is chubby now, cute! But that chubby blond needs to keep eating”
“Wonderful gain, wonder how much she will gain”
“Girl got junk in the trunk! If she keeps eating like this she will grow a nice fat ass!”
“180 pounds? Wouldn’t mind her adding another 50 pounds… or 100… or more ”
Isa smiles at the comments and looks at Amber. Amber was obediently eating her large breakfast. She really was getting nice and fat, but there was something needed to prove how fat she was already. Isa thought for a second and then hatched a plan.

AMBER POV
Snacks. Snacks is something I am pretty much always supplied with now. Whether it is Joe or Isa they both casually supply me with snacks in between meals. Snacking used to be such a big no, no for me. However I must admit that it is one of the things you get used to really easy. Whether it is chocolates, candy, chips, cookies or other treats. I catch myself more often casually engaging in snacking behavior. What bothers me the most is that neither Joe or Isa acts like there is much too it. Almost like it is out of kindness, but I know how many calories there are in these snacks. And added together it is still quite a lot. I look at the empty wrapper of a chocolate bar and toss it away. It annoyed me that I subconsciously ate the entire bar.
“Hey Porky!” Isa says from the door opening, getting my attention. I hate it when she calls me names “Get your plump butt up and follow me we are shooting a video”
Isa already moves, I sigh and follow her. The contract pretty much ties me down to her. We move trough the huge building and take an elevator a couple of floors down.
“No walking stairs for you” Isa says with a creepy grin “Would be a waste of calories.”
She was so creepily serious about all of this! As we leave the elevator I hear a soft bass music in the distance. We enter a large hall after Isa scanned her pass. I am amazed at the size of the gym that is in this building, it has two layers at the side and plenty of models working out. Isa goes to the dressing room, which is empty. She turns around and folds her arms with a grin on her face.
“So this is what we are going to do chubby” Isa starts, she smirks at my annoyance “You are going to be doing some working out, some simple things. During this workout we will show the audience how chubby and out of shape you are getting. This should be no problem since I don’t believe you have seen a gym in months and you’ve added quite a few pounds”
“What? I used to be a gym rat!” I say, slightly too smug judging by Isa’s look. “W-what I mean is that I used to go to the gym three times per week.”
“Right we will see about that” She says as she hands me a set of clothing “Get dressed in this. I have to fetch something for this.”
And she left, leaving me alone in the dressing room. I look at the clothing she gave me. Spandex sports shorts and an elastic sports top. I shake my head and start undressing. What the hell kind of job is this? I put on the shorts, they are running shorts and I guess the legs of the shorts should be baggy. The key word here is ‘should’. I feel the elastic fabric stretch over my hips and hug my thighs.
“Gosh my thighs are getting chunky” I think as I look how the elastic fabric makes a dent in my upper thigh. “Bet Joe would love this sight. I wonder if he watches the video’s?”
I feel my cheeks light up a bit as I continue. These clothes were damn tight. As I pick up the shirt I realize why. The set of clothing is a size medium and I guess I am no medium no more. I looked at the mirror and felt my eye twitch. I look ridiculous! The top is stretched thin accentuating the roll above my bra. I adjust the top, but it just slides up again. Are you kidding me!? The freaking top doesn’t even cover my belly anymore? Fuck! I am getting fat! I put my hand on the exposed bit of belly at the bottom of the top. When did I grow this…soft. At that moment Isa pokes her head around the door again. Her face goes from her usual emotionless bored or irritated state into a pleased smile.
“Suits you perfectly porky” Isa says “Common let’s go”
“I can’t go out like this!” I protest “This set is too small!”
“That is your problem for gaining weight” Isa says annoyed “Now let’s go we don’t have all day”
And with that she just leaves. I stand stunned in dressing room. I think about changing back and leaving, but I bitterly remind the contract. I take a deep breath and step out, seeing Isa waiting for me near a treadmill. She had put on a tripod camera in front of the treadmill and was holding one as well. I felt very self-conscious and I looked at the other women around me. All of them are models, all of them tall and skinny. I haven’t felt really fat or whatever, but in here I felt huge!
“There she is” Isa says “Hop your plump butt on the treadmill and I will tell you what we are going to do.”
I look at Isa and then at the treadmill, she is up to something. She circles around me like a mosquito until she is standing on the side of the treadmill.
“This video will be easy. You will do a bit of exercise starting with some jogging. Making sure that the audience can see all the extra jiggling you do” Isa explains, I cringe at her explanation “Now I’m sure a chubby girl like you won’t be running for too long. So that won’t be too much of a problem. I do however want to compensate for any fat loss so I brought you this”
Isa reveals a box with large, chocolate covered eclairs. At the side you could see the cream spilling out of the pastry.
“You will be eating these as you exercise” She says with a twinkle in her eyes.
“That is crazy! I’m not doing that” I respond angry.
“You are or I swear you will be eating a stick of butter every day for a week!” Isa says stern, with something crazy about her. “I already told you I don’t give a fuck what you eat as long as it makes your ass fatter. So considering that I have been nice, but please do try my patience!”
There is something about Isa that frightens me. She feels like a lose cannon, saying that she does things for Olivia. She reaches out with one of the eclairs and looks at me with impatience. I reluctantly take the pastry. Isa puts the box away and starts the treadmill. It was a decent jogging speed and I smile a bit smug again. I used to do this for an hour at a time to warm up for my fitness!
“Get to eating porky!” Isa says firm and I take the first bite. The éclair is rich and quite taste, just not really suited for a gym situation. I take another bite and feel a big dot of cream fall down onto my top. I look a bit shocked, but then surprised at Isa’s reaction.
“Look at that bouncing belly” Isa says gleeful as she takes the handheld camera and makes a close up of my belly. I look down and with a blush realize there is indeed a lot of bouncing going on. And on full display since it was futile to keep moving my shirt down.
“And there is so much more jiggling to be seen all around” Isa said. She sounded genuinely happy or excited, something that she rarely was. “Look at that fat ass”
I finished the éclair and noticed a couple of things. The first was that being heavier made this exercise obviously tougher. Running while gaining this much weight and not exercising at all is like adding 50 pound ankle weights and then go for a jog. The second was that I was in a worst shape than I imagined. Four minutes in and I was already feeling tired. Isa hands me a second éclair and orders me to eat it. I see some of the other models staring and a couple of them are even laughing. After the second éclair is gone I am exhausted and holding on to the handlebars in front of me. Isa just smiles and holds up the éclair in front of me. I look confused, but she brings it closer and it soon becomes clear that she wants me to eat while I cling on to the machine. The éclair is pushed to my lips and I take a bite. God I am exhausted. The third éclair goes down much faster and after it is done Isa turns of the machine.
“ten minute run, barely 1400 meters” She says obviously content with me performing poor on this fitness test “100 calories burned, 600 calories of éclairs eaten. Look at how exhausted you are!”
It was true I was leaning on my knees trying to catch my breath, sweating too much. How the hell was this so freaking though!?
“You are already turning into a fatty” Isa says gleeful “Imagine how much harder this will become once you are even bigger.”
I felt slightly horrified, of course I knew that not going to the gym and gaining weight would affect my endurance and fitness overall. However, I never expected it to be this bad already! If it was this hard already, how am I ever going to lose all this weight when Olivia is done with me?!
“Get changed again” Isa says “It is almost time for your next meal”
I kept standing there for a bit. Until I realized all the skinny models staring at me. That is when I left off to my next meal.

Neutral POV
-A week later-
It was a nice Friday evening, Joe had made roasted duck with mashed potatoes, with a lot of gravy. They had opened a nice bottle of red wine and she had gotten pudding dessert. Amber contently leans back and feels delighted. She loved it when Joe cooked like this, it was all so nice and you got just taste the love in it. Amber had eaten her fill and beyond and she was stuffed. A feeling she subconscientiously has started to appreciate. What also made it better was that it was quality meal, not like Isa had done today. Isa had only used the fryer today. Amber leans back and puts a hand on her belly while Joe sips his wine and adores the sight. A lock of blond hair falls over Amber’s right eye, but Amber seems too busy with her thoughts. It had been an hour and a half since diner so Joe was thinking about what sort of snacks he should bring out.
“Babe, you remember what I told you last week? About the fitness test Isa made me do” Amber finally says in a thoughtful way, getting a confirming nod as a answer. “I was wondering something. Are you not bothered or ashamed by it? By the fact that your girlfriend is now having trouble running for ten minutes?”
“Bothered?” Joe says giving a short laugh “Absolutely not. And I would never be ashamed of you in any regard, but especially not when it is linked to your weight.”
Amber smiles, Joe’s words were reassuring.
“What about you?” Joe asks “How do you feel?”
“Conflicted” Amber sighs “I make no secret of the fact that I do not enjoy getting fat. And it was slightly horrifying to realize how unfit I am getting. I have always put a lot of effort in staying really fit and to see it all…erode away is scary.”
Joe looks concerned as Amber takes a moment to drink.
“But” She starts again, holding a moment for suspense. “I do love this. Just eating nice things. The amazing care you put in these meals and then being able to just eat till I can’t fit a bite anymore. I….kind of like it… I guess. And also this whole thing that it is something between you and me makes me feel warm. The rest of the world might not understand, but we do. I mean these have been some of the most romantic months of my life. And sometimes when I get looks from people… I like it? Like also sometimes when you tease me… it turns me on a bit… Does that make any sense or does that just make me really weird?”
“Not at all” Joe says calm, seeing Amber’s facial expression relax as well. “Different people like different things. And I guess you just like the bit of thrill that it gives you. And I agree with you things have really spiced up. And I am loving every part of it.”
“I bet you do” Amber says naughty. “Talking about spicing things up. Is there still pie in the fridge?”
“Eh… yeah… about half a pecan pie” Joe answers.
“Well how about you take that pie upstairs and just wait for me” Amber says with a grin. “And take off that shirt and those jeans”
Joe feels his heart rate increase and immediately gets into action.

A bit later is Joe waiting, sitting in their bed. His clothes on the ground and half the pie next to him, it was a rather large pie so half would still be a large meal for anyone. He hears Amber approach and feels faint as she stands in the doorway. She is wearing a white button up shirt from her skinny days. The buttons are only closed around her breasts and even those look unhealthy strained. Her pale belly is visible between the two sides of the shirts. Her stretchmarks are accentuated by the white shirt and her pale belly. Underneath she is wearing shorts that might have fitted 30 pounds ago, but certainly weren’t fitting anymore. The buttons were open and the zipper was down. In her right hand she had the bottle of wine
“Hey handsome, I heard you have a preference for …bigger girls” Amber says in a smoky voice “How about I get over there and we see how you treat a big girl like me”
Amber takes a drink and seductively walks over to the bed. She puts the bottle on the nightstand and gets into the large bed. Sitting down and then crawling over to Joe on all fours, who is mesmerized. She catches Joe staring at her cleavage and smiles seductive.
“Feed me” She says breathy as Joe looks into her big blue eyes.
Joe takes a slice and lets her take a generous bite. Amber hums at the taste, it was good. Slowly Joe feeds her bite for bite in silence until the first of six slices is gone.
“Do you think I should eat anymore?” Amber says prowling at Joe “I might get fat if you make me eat more”
“I think you should eat plenty more, making sure that belly grows a bit” Joe says confident as he feeds her the next bite of the second slice. Amber’s lip curl into a pleasured smile. She sits down kneeling on two knees. Spreading her legs a bit to draw attention to her growing belly.
“How about a bit of teasing big boy?” Amber says after accepting the next bite.
Joe first feeds her another bite before reaching over and kneading her belly fat.
“You are growing quite the belly” He starts “Used to have abs, now there is a thick layer of fat on it.”
Amber opens her mouth, but Joe just feeds her the next bite. This slice was almost done now and Joe already takes the next one in his hand.
“Such a greedy piggy you are becoming” He says leaning over to kiss her neck. “I bet there is still plenty of space for this third slice”
He doesn’t wait for an answer and just starts feeding it to Amber.
“This won’t help you reduce that butt size of yours” He continues the teasing “I always thought you had a bit of a small ass, but man that was the first thing that changed!”
He squeezes the side of Amber’s hips and she leans over to kiss him. He feels her warm softer body against his. Then Amber sticks out her tongue and winks at him as she goes past him to grab another slice. She was getting full, but right now she did not give a damn. As she reaches over a rip can be heard from Amber’s backside and she sits up straight looking over her shoulder.
“Oh my god I ripped the shorts” She says slightly panicked.
“A reward to your hard work of eating” Joe says quickly calming Amber down and feeding her more. Amber is soothed by the food and Joe’s admiration and forgets about the rip soon. She lies down next Joe and lets him feed her while he massages her newly acquired softness.
“So tell me something scary” Amber says with a breathy voice again “If I left it all up to you, mister feeder. What would happen with me then?”
“I would make sure you eat nothing, but the richest foods. Every. Single. Day. Making sure you are well fed throughout the day.” Joe says confirming his words by feeding her from the fifth slice. “And by doing so… you will just grow greedier, hungrier and lazier… All your friends will see that belly of yours getting bigger and bigger. Ballooning up as it gets wider and starts to hang… That once tiny butt of yours will become increasingly bigger as the pounds pile on. Jiggling and becoming a real focus point for your surroundings. Your breasts will increase, your arms grow softer. And running for 10 minutes like you did a week ago. Will become something that seems impossible. I would make you a real big girl, but most of all I would be there at every single moment to provide you with love or anything else that you please.”
In between sentences Joe had fed her bites and they were now on the last slice. This pie was rich and heavy. Amber’s heart raced . A bit from fear of the scene Joe had painted, but also from excitement. The next slice slowly disappears into Amber’s stomach as the two of them crawl over each other. Slowly freeing Amber from her too small and ripped clothing as they reward themselves with an exciting night.

-Three weeks later-
“I bet you like stuffing your face with that. Don’t you porky?” Isa says taunting as she points to the buns with corndogs that Amber was eating as lunch. They were drenched with sauce and there had to be almost a dozen of them “You really are turning into a fatty. ”
Amber ignored Isa and continued eating.
“In fact how about we weigh you again?” Isa continues “See how much that fat ass of yours has grown”
Amber stops eating and looks over to the scale with a displeased look.
“Yeah porky, get up and haul your ass on the scale” Isa says taking the plate of corndogs with her. “You can eat while we weigh you. It is not like those corndogs are really going to make the difference.”
Amber feels pressured into doing as Isa pleases, but she really doesn’t want the scale to ruin the good mood she has been in recently. The Scale standard had two cameras, one pointed at the person on it and on at the display Amber slowly walks to the scale, suddenly feeling very aware of how her thighs are rubbing against each other all the way. She slowly gets on and to her own surprise she has to push her belly in to see the numbers. Her eyes go wide as the short beep indicates that the scale has decided her weight.
“Nice finally over 200 pounds. Getting into the real fat girl numbers now” Isa says with an excited voice, putting some numbers into “ at 202.1 pounds you have a body mass index of 34.7. Meaning you are damn close to getting into obesity class index 2. Or in other words you are getting fat. It also means you are now 92 pounds heavier than you used to be. 82 pounds of lard packed onto that small 5’4’’ frame of yours.”
Amber feels a little numb 92 pounds!? 92 pounds is a huge amount of weight.
“passing the 200 pounds… I always see that as to when someone goes from being a chubby girl to being a fat girl” Isa says with a mean smile “By the way we got some new comments from your workout video”
Isa grabs her tablet and smirks at the screen. Isa reads out the comments again:
“Holy… She is gaining weight fast!”
“LOL look at her struggling to run for 10 minutes. Run fatty! Run!”
“No need to exercise. Instead focus on eating more”
“XD I love the look of the other girls in the gym. While they are working their ass off to stay skinny. She comes in and just stuffs her face with snacks”
“The bigger that ass gets the less running she will be doing!”
“Upvote if you think Isa should make her drink heavy cream as a punishment for being so unfit”
Amber stood there in silence. The corndog she had been eating just didn’t seem that tasteful anymore.
“That last one was the top rated comment by the way” Isa says leaning against the wall to the side of Amber. “Now how about you get back to your lunch and I will make sure that idea won’t become a reality straight away.”

-later that evening-
“200 pounds!?” Joe says excited like a kid on Christmas “This is amazing! You are amazing. It is just….”
“Amazing?” Amber finishes Joe’s sentence, with a bit of sarcasm. It did cheer her up to see how happy he was about all of this. Joe nods and walks over to her and sweeps her of her feet. She sometimes forgot how strong he was. He pecks a couple of kisses on her cheek and looks into her eyes.
“This calls for a celebration!” Joe says as he gently puts her down on his feet again. Not letting her know that he was more strained than it looked by lifting her.
“Celebration for what?” Amber says confused “What did you even have in mind?”
“To celebrate you achieving this goal. We need to make this all about positive vibes, so you know you did something…. Well you know amazing!” Joe says “We could do anything you want. I am up for everything.”
“Next weekend we go shopping together. As long as I want” Amber immediately answers. Seeing some disappointment in Joe’s face. Joe hates busy places.
“Oh… I was more thinking of something tha-” Joe starts off
“That involves food and probably me stuffing myself full of it” Amber cuts him off quirky. Joe gives her a guilty expression “Nah ah, not this time. This is my reward ”
Amber winks at Joe, grabs a cookie from an open package and heads off. Leaving Joe in the kitchen to cook her a meal. Joe stands and then smirks. Did she even notice that was already her second cookie since she got home 15 minutes ago?

That weekend Joe was carrying the shopping bags that contained Amber’s new clothing and shoes, pillows, a bag with bed covers and for some reason they ended up buying a copper vase. Joe understood why they needed more covers, since their covers seemed to become much dirtier with crumbs or food stains lately. He had endured the shopping and Amber bought two things he found specifically interesting. The first thing was a summer romper with short legs, no sleeves and a front zipper. This jumper was too tight to be worn in public, but Joe had loved the look so much she bought it as a tease for back home. The second was a large male jersey, the type of warm baggy clothing to wear during a rainy Sunday. While Amber might not be aware of it Joe also liked that piece. Not for what it was now, but for the potential it had. Joe day dreamed about the day that Amber would come down the stairs in that jersey with a guilty look on her face, as her belly had become too big for even that jersey. Joe was smiling like a dreaming boy while they were walking through the mall. Meanwhile Amber was dealing with a bit of an issue. They have been at the mall for hours now and even though Joe had presented her with breakfast and later a magnificent brunch, including a chocolate fondue, she was hungry. In fact she was really, really hungry. She noticed all the food joints in the mall, people with food walking by and even the commercials made her more hungry. She never experienced herself being hungry like this, she simply was starting to crave food. Unbeknown to Amber, this was an effect of the appetite stimulant that Joe provided her with, through her coffee drinks. What also didn’t help was that Isa was bothering her trough the app she used for work. She kept sending push messages telling her to eat something and making suggestions.
“Honey, aren’t you hungry?” Amber asks, trying to sound casual “You didn’t eat that much did you?”
“Hmmm? No I am fine” Joe says sheepish, failing to see his opportunity.
“G-good, then we are can just go on” Amber says with slight faulter in her voice. Then Joe realizes his mistake.
“You know what, now that we are talking about it. I do feel like I could use a nice bite” Joe quickly says “We can try that new burger joint they opened.”
Amber nods happily and arm in arm they walk over to the food court. Amber didn’t flinch at the first hunger pangs, but god she felt ravenous.

“Guess I’ll just have an egg sandwich” Amber says putting down the menu and giving Joe a smile to hide how hungry she felt.
“Are you sure? You could have one of those burgers, or the larger ones, or multiple if you would like. And no fries?” Joe says hoping to crack Amber’s will.
“I couldn’t do that” Amber hisses with a smile “Not in public you know.”
“Or maybe this is the perfect time?” Joe pushes on “You are already in a position where you can eat as much and whatever you want. So you might as well enjoy it and show the rest of the world that they can mind their own business. We just do our thing”
“fine” Amber finally says, biting her bottom lip a bit “You get us food, but don’t make it too crazy!”
Joe gets up with a smile and just winks at her, before leaving for the counter.
“That was a bad plan” Amber sighs as she watches Joe walk.

A bit later Joe returned with the tray overloaded with fast food. Two large cartons of fries, multiple big double layered burgers, fried chicken sandwiches, onion rings, a bunch of smaller burgers and whole lot of plastic gravy tubs. Joe sets the tray down and leaves before Amber can even say anything. To return with a cup and a bottle. The cup was XL sized and seemed to be filled with soda, no doubt high in sugars. The bottle was much smaller and was a type of sugar free iced tea. Joe put the large soda filled cup in front of Amber and sat down. Amber gave him an angry look, but Joe just lifted her shoulders. She rolled her eyes, but could no longer contain herself as she reached for one of the double layered hamburgers. Amber ate the first burger faster than Joe had ever seen anything. She stuffed her mouth full of fries only to go for a second burger. Joe meanwhile starts one of the sandwiches. In between Amber takes big gulps of the soda, it was refreshing through the junk food. Joe was just watching the spectacle unravel in front of him. Amber ate with more focus than ever before. As if being nervous about eating in public turned her eating on automatic. The third burger meanwhile has bitten the dust and Amber is making her way trough the fries, dipping them in gravy. Amber used to shun gravy, but now she was eating it like they were mints. After about 40 minutes of non-stop eating almost all food is gone. One lonesome burger and some fries remain. Amber leans back and makes an uncomfortable groan.
“I can’t believe I did that” Amber moans having a hiccup and then groaning again. “It wasn’t even that good”
“That was great honey” Joe says as he drinks the last bit of his drink away. After that he makes some small talk until Amber is ready to carry on again. She seemed a bit calmer as her full stomach made her bit timid.

-Three weeks later-
Amber adjusted her seatbelt, it dug uncomfortably in her belly while she was driving. She was on her way to meet some old college friends, one of whom was Kris. They were going out for dinner together. What made Amber nervous was the fact that none of them had seen her since she started gaining. What added to her trouble was that the dress she picked three weeks ago was already slightly snug. She reached into a bag on the driver side and pulled out a homemade muffin.
“Dick” Amber curses at Joe.
She knew damn well why he had given it to her. Because nerves made her eat more. So he had given her a bag of homemade muffins for the road. Amber pulls into the parking lot of the place they are going to eat and waits in the car a bit, munching on a muffin. Of the people she was going to meet, she only considered Kris a friend of hers. The other girls she just kind of hung out with during classes. Iris and Eden were their names, both of them could be a bit mean . However Iris could be a real…. Bitch. Amber takes the last bite, wipes the crumbs and gets out of the car. She hears a bell ring behind her and sees Kris approaching on her mountain bike.
“Hey love, how’s life?” Kris says while she jumps of her bike and parks it.
Amber immediately notices Kris staring her up and down, but she doesn’t say anything. They hug and go in. The other two are already at the table. They greet. Eden looks at Amber with a mix of shock and disgust, but Iris actually laughed a bit and looked condescending. However she said nothing. They start the evening normal with a drink, Amber adjusting her dress, and they talk about how things are going. The first bump comes when they discuss what they will order.
“Well it doesn’t matter” Eden says “We are not splitting the bill anyways”
“How so?” Kris says her elegant accent pressing trough.
“Well I’m not going to pay for Amber’s appetite” Eden responds, half joking half sneering “We all go bankrupt”
They all laugh and even Amber manages to stifle a laugh.

Later after Amber returns from the bathroom she sees Iris standing by the sinks, obviously waiting for her.
“So I am curious” Iris says while watching Amber “What the hell happened to you?”
“E-excuse you?” Amber stutters caught off guard
“How the hell did you get so fat?” Iris says obvious “You must have gained like 50 pounds since college?”
“I… I… indeed gained some weight” Amber says blushing.
“Some weight!?” Iris says with disgust “You went from a babe… to a class-A fatty! How much do you weigh now?”
“bit under 200 pounds” Amber says soft looking away. Knowing it was probably more than that now.
“You’re over 200 freaking pounds?” Iris scoffs “Girl, you need to get your act together. You are becoming a real butterball. You need to control your apatite or you will become a real hog.”
Iris looks at Amber trough the mirror and a contemptuous smile appears on her face.
“In fact if you keep getting fat like this, who knows you might lose that handsome boyfriend of yours” Iris says sinister “Perhaps he would prefer a lady like me… who takes care of her body.”
With that advice Iris leaves and Amber stands in front of the mirror for a second. Amber stares for a second at the mirror and looks herself in the eyes.
“Fuck her” She softly says “Fat girl… I’ll show her…”

Amber returns to the table to find Kris slightly shocked and Eden looking at her with a bit of amusement. Obviously Iris had told everyone she was over 200 pounds now. However Amber was determined to not let them get in her way. She sits down with a smile and complains about how hungry she is. So she orders breadbaskets for the table. Two of them. Only Kris eats some of the bread, the rest slowly disappears into Amber’s belly during the courses. She orders a large appetizer with a side. For a main course she takes a plate with a huge steak.
“Are you sure you want to eat so much?” Eden says to her. “lot of calories in that food.”
“Really hungry” Amber says with smile as she turns to the waiter “With extra fries on the side please”

The dinner continues and Amber is pretty much eating for two. When it is time for dessert the others complain about their diets.
“Not like that matters to you, does it Amber?” Iris says taunting, getting an angry look from Kris. Amber laughs it off and orders a large sundae. During the desserts they talk about doing some more activities. The type of activities that everyone says they want to do more often and then never plan.
“But I guess rock climbing or running are out of the question. Since you know one of us would probably not make it” Eden says as she nods to Amber and then laughs it off with Iris.“Maybe if you practice a bit of cardio amber? Else we should go to a spa so we can all join.”
This one actually stung, Amber used to pride herself to be the fittest of the group. Kris just chimes in to say that a spa is a really good idea. As the evening progresses the eventually all go home. They say their goodbyes and go their separate ways. Except for Kris who meets up with Amber outside.
“Don’t pay too much attention to them” She says while she unlocks her bike.
“No worries I won’t” Amber responds.
“But…. Do take care of yourself Amber” Kris says as a concerned friend.
“I am… I am taking care of myself” Amber says with a confident smile.
“If you say so” Kris says hopping on her bike “See you soon.”
Amber waves her off and goes to her car. She sits down and enjoys the silence for a bit. She looks at the bag of muffins and smiles. One more wouldn’t hurt.

-later the next week-
Amber was eating, almost enjoying, another deep fried meal of Isa. Just as chunk of fried onion falls between her cleavage the door opens and Amber looks up to see the woman she probably hated the most in the entire world. Oliva, as beautiful as ever, smiles at her. Her white teeth almost sparkle in the light.
“Amber, it is so good to see you” She says pleasant as she takes a seat across from Amber “It is especially good to see you are nicely filling out.”
“Over 200 pounds” Isa says from the corner.
“I know I read the reports sweetie.” Olivia says rather annoyed. “You will be happy to know that OBPS is picking up steam. The bigger you are getting, the larger our total revenue.”
Olivia’s smiles stays on her face while she looks over at the mess of plates and fried food.
“Hardly any high-class food I guess” She remarks as she looks at the greasy stain on Amber’s bust “But it gets the job done”
“Talking about done jobs” Amber says, mustering some courage. “I’m well overweight now, when am I done with this?”
“Oh darling, you are not overweight. You are obese” Oliva says calm “And if I were you I would not concern with when you are done, just focus on getting bigger. But if you want some advice, I would say go shopping for some bigger sizes already…. You’re going to need them”
Olivia laughs a warm laugh, but Amber got the chills non the less.
“I sure hope your boyfriend is enjoying his kink. I mean it is helping us with…developing you” Olivia continues, she laughs at Amber’s surprised face “Of course I know good old Joe is into fat ladies. Well good for you! You see I have upgraded my information services ever since Isa made a little mess”
Olivia gives an ice cold look to Isa and Isa looks to the ground.
“Well it has been great catching up with you two” Olivia says getting up “But I am a busy woman. Amber keep eating well and keep getting heavier. And Isa keep her well fed and our clients entertained. Do this and the both of you will have a blast here at my company, but do try to stay on my good side. Bye bye ladies”
Olivia left the room and silence filled it. She sounded friendly, but it was obviously a threat to the both of them.
“You heard the woman” Isa says, dropping a greasy looking egg with bacon on a plate “Keep eating and we will both be fine.”

-three weeks later-
Amber was lying in their bed while Joe was getting breakfast, or actually he was getting more breakfast. She had just finished a plate of pancakes, Joe had rubbed her belly and then announced that he would get more. He just assumed she would still be hungry. And Amber felt slightly annoyed to admit that she was. He came walking up the stares and Amber already scented the fresh pancakes. They smelled good. This was so nice! Relaxing in bed in her panties, waiting for her handsome boyfriend to bring her more pancakes to enjoy. Joe walks in, puts the pancakes on her night stand and drops down next to her.
“Happy anniversary by the way” he says.
Amber gets up on her elbows and gives him a confused look.
“Our anniversary was three months ago, we went to that park and I got you that gadget. Remember?” Amber says confused.
“Not what I meant” Joe says with a grin. He puts his hand on her belly and squeezes the soft flab “It is our one year anniversary of this.”
Amber suddenly feels odd, had it only been one year so far?
“Wonder how much progress you made in one year” He says kissing her neck “How about I get the scale and we check it?”
Joe gets out of the bed and Amber suddenly has a flashback to what started this all. The documentary about feederism. The woman who gained 60 pounds in one year. Joe walks in with the scale and places for the mirror. Patiently he waits besides as Amber gets up and walks to the scale. While doing this she gets a good look at her own figure. She definitely wasn’t skinny anymore. No outline of ribs or hipbones could be seen. No abs or biceps visible anymore. No thigh gap or runner calves either. Instead everything was coated in a layer of softness. Her calves were rounder and softer looking. Her thighs have gotten big, but not with muscle. Instead they had grown soft with fat and now rubbed against each other and jiggled while she walked. Her hips and butt have gotten quite big. She never realized she was pear shaped until she started gaining weight. Her once strong and hard worked for abs were nowhere to be seen anymore. Instead a thick belly now hung over the waistband of her panties. The fat that was no packed to her midriff jiggled and bounced at every minor movement. Her belly went into a smaller roll just underneath her breasts. Which have plumped up, but not to large sizes yet. Even her arms now had a jiggle to it and her face had gotten fuller. Amber steps on the scale and sucks in her belly so she can see the numbers. Up again, this couldn’t be a surprise. However Amber felt a bit vertigo when she saw the readout of 213.4 pounds.
“103 pounds?” Amber says like the scale would have a motive to lie to her “More than 100 pounds heavier.”
“Over a 100 pounds of added beauty” Joe says embracing Amber from behind.
Amber stares at herself, how could she have let this happen? Over 2 pounds per week! How many weeks of fasting and exercising would it take to even get close to my former weight?
“Babe…. How heavy are you actually?” Amber asks emotionless.
“around 195?” Joe says uncertain continuing holding Amber.
“I’m almost 20 pounds heavier than you?” Amber says breaking lose and turning around to Joe. “Joe….I am fat…”
“Honey..” Joe starts as he reaches for her hand, but Amber pulls away.
“No! It is true… I’m fucking fat!” Amber says emotional “How can you like this? The belly, the jiggling… the fat ass!?”
Amber grabs one of her fat inflated butt cheeks and shakes it to proof what she is saying.
“Amber…. I don’t want to lie to you… yes indeed you are getting fat” Joe says calm “But that just makes a million times more attractive in my eyes. So please don’t think fat means ugly. Because you are the most beautiful… sexy…little lady that I have ever seen.”
Joe manages to gently hug his girlfriend again and holds her.
“Now how about we do the things you love most about this. Tell me whatever you want to eat and how much of it and I will make sure you get nothing less than the best” Joe continues in speech like way “And what do you think if we try some exciting stuff again. Some more kinky stuff…and we will see what you like”
Amber and Joe just stand there for a minute.
“Thanks” Amber mutters soft “I needed a bit of motivation”
“Not a word did I lie” Joe says content “Now beauty, what do you want to do?”
“Well… those pancakes are getting cold…. Won’t let them go to waste” Amber says playful again “And how about you prepare something special. For tonight. Something exciting, like you promised.”
Joe kisses her and walks to the door.
“There are some cookies leftover from yesterday” He says leaning against the post “Want them?”
For a second Amber hesitates while holding on to her own belly. Then she smiles an innocent smile.
“I think I do” She answers and Joe leaves to retrieve the cookies.
“At least… I hope I do” Amber whispers after he is gone.

JOE POV
It was later in the evening as I walk into the living room.
“So for tonight I wanted to try something new” I say as I approach Amber “Using these bad boys”
I show her the handcuffs that she has gifted me and which we had used a long time ago. Her cheeks fluster and I smile at her.
“What are you planning with those?” She asks, cocking an eyebrow.
“You’ll see, just sit your lovely little butt down on one of the chairs in the kitchen” I answer trying to contain my excitement. She slowly walks past me while looking seductively in my eyes. I look her go and as she walks I wonder. Is she swaying her hips on purpose or is her ass really getting that big? She sits down on one of the chairs with her back towards me.
“Gosh her hips are getting wide” I think, as I notice that her ass now spreads to the side of the chair. I kiss her from behind and help her take off her shirt. Revealing her now pastier upper body. Then I guide her arms to the side of the chair and nimbly attach the cuffs to the legs of the chair and the other end to her wrists. She fakes a shocked expression and I smile. I am not used to being rough or unfriendly with my girlfriend, but I know Amber likes it.
“So I’ve heard that you as a former cheerleader have been eating too much?” I say as I poke her belly. God it felt good how far my finger could sink in. “Such a greedy girl. Well if you are that hungry how about I help you as much as possible?”
I reveal a tube with a mask on one end and a funnel on the other. Amber seems shocked, but doesn’t protest as I put it on.
“Wapfff thiss” Amber says muffled trough the mask and the tube now between her teeth.
“Just a little something I got online” I say with a wink. ”Now how about we fill you up”
I try to sound threating, but Amber actually laughs a bit at my attempt. I take jug out of the fridge and swirl its contents.
“Hope you are in the mood for milkshakes” I say “Because you are going to have a lot of it.”
I pour in the thick liquid and smile. It wasn’t really a milkshake, but actually strawberry flavored heavy cream. A minor detail. The liquid slowly trickles down into the tube and soon Amber has no other option than to swallow it. She slowly gulps it all down until the funnel is empty. She is breathing heavy, either from excitement or from having to chug the cream. Either way no sign of stopping, so I wait a bit and fill the funnel up again. While my blond girlfriend drinks the fattening liquid I squad down next to her and rub her belly.
“There you go” I say soothing “Get it all into that tiny tummy of yours.”
Man, even her belly was starting to get wider. And as she was sitting down it was now lazily resting on top of her chunky thighs. I end my rubbing in a firm squeeze and jiggle the soft flab. No hint of muscles anymore. I rise up again and Amber looks at me with her big blue eyes. I smile at her and pour the funnel full again.
“Half way” I announce as I look at the container. There had been a liter of the cream in it when we started if she managed to finish it all that would mean over 3400 calories and more than 200 grams of pure fat. For a minute I fantasize about how fat Amber could end up getting. What if she ended up gaining another 100 pounds? Or more!? Once more I fill up the funnel and Amber moans, she was probably getting full soon.
“Getfing ffull” She manages to say after she chugs the thick liquid again.
“Full?” I say pinching her belly “Babe you have to be stuffed before we are done”
Before Amber can say anything I pour the funnel full. One more time after this and she managed to drink it all! I feel excited. Of course she was getting full, this stuff was dense and it was atop all the snacks I had already provided her with. I feel adrenaline rushing through my veins. A year ago I would not dare to even talk about my preferences. And now I was pouring my plumped up girlfriend full of cream, making sure she would get even fatter. Oh, and if we kept this kind of stuff up she was sure going to get fatter.
“Mppfff” Amber muffles, but this time I give her even less time to protest and empty the jug.
“Last bit and then we are done” I say and massage her belly, feeling that it is tighter than a bit ago. Full of food and cream, waiting to be turned into fat. After Amber is done I release the cuffs, she just groans and rubs her belly. A bit later she walks to the couch and I follow her, carrying with me a large bag of chips. After all that might come in handy for girl with a greedy belly, like Amber.