HOME | DD

Description
Megan blinks against the bright white light in the room. She has just woken up from the weirdest dream she has ever had. Her eyes adjust to the light and she looks around. The room was rather large like a yoga or fitness studio. Her included there are three young women sitting at the table In front her. Above the center of the table is a supporting structure which holds three screens up in the air. Each is pointed at a different direction towards one of the women. At the other end of the table is an fair skinned Asian girl with black straight hair. Megan notices the girl is wearing a choker. She moves her hand along her neck and realizes that she is wearing one as well. Confused she looks to the girl to her right and sees that she also has a choker around her neck. The girl is quite pretty and has blond hair till halfway her neck. They were all dressed the same as well. A white crop top till just above their belly buttons, leaving their flat tummies visible, and on herself and the girl to the right she could see sport booty shorts.
“What the fuck is going on” Megan whispers to herself “ Where am I?”
Megan wants to get up, but realizes her feet are firmly locked in place by a metal link. Megan shakes her head and feels her heart rate intensify. Then a loud buzzing sound is heard and the other women wake up. The screens light up and a text appears and a heavy voice reads out the text:
“Wake up ladies!” Ricka Nolaing says in a deep and distorted voice and his name appears on the screen.
That name, it seemed so familiar. All three of them looked up at the screen in confusion and silence.

-Earlier that month-
Megan was sitting cross-legged on her desk chair. She was calmly typing an article for the local newspaper she was working for. Megan was a pretty girl with a starting career in investigative journalism. Freelancing life wasn’t easy, but it gave her the opportunity to work on her own projects. At 24 she doesn’t have much of a reputation yet, but she is eager to find an interesting subject. She thought about doing a story yoga or fit-boxing, since she used to be an instructor during her college times. However, no one will read another fitness blog. Besides she ultimately she wants to publish a book about something truly shocking. True investigative journalism!

So that is the reason why she is now sitting in her car at one of the abandoned factories at the edge of the town. The huge industrial machines loom over her like giantess wondering what this small person did in their realm. She walks to the gate and indeed like her contact told her it was unlocked by the code she was given. She puts the padlock to the side and pushes the gate away. She slowly drives onto the compound. Rust, concrete and industrial equipment sums up the location. She drives a bit, avoiding holes and parts of machines until she is at Hall number 07. There she gets out of the car. Her heart has started racing fast. She tries personnel door 256-B and indeed the door opens. She enters the huge building and finds herself in the main hall. She looks around and in an office overseeing the massive hall she sees a light burning.
“So he is here” Megan says softly, yet excided.

Ricka Nolaing was the name of Megan’s contact person. She had decided about a topic, which was going to be all about the Dark web. And Megan wasn't looking for teenagers pirating movies and buying weed, she wanted the REAL dark web behind the myths. Chatrooms for terrorist hackers, secret celebrity cults, a viewing into one of the infamous "RedRooms" or better yet something entirely new. Something to shock the socks off her readers and get her name to the top! After fishing around for some weeks, being stood up a couple of times, but trying hard she managed to get into contact with some sort of leader of an hacker group. Rikca Nolaing, probably not his real name, said that he was a Scandinavian male who wished to reveal some secrets about their organization and their way of operating. Exactly what Megan needed, a whistleblower!

Megan had climbed up the damaged rusty stairs and pushed open the door. She felt anxious as the room was empty. There was a single light, a small generator and a laptop with it’s screen turned away on top of a cardboard box. She slowly walks to the laptop and is startled by the loud bang as the door closes. She looks around and then turns to the screen.
“You are our guest of honor” the screen says “Welcome to Sagina, we have big plans for you!”
Megan feels a sting in her right leg within seconds her vision starts to blur to black. The last thing she remembers is the door opening, then darkness.

-The present-
“Welcome ladies, to my facility” The heavy distorted voice says “You all know me, but let me introduce you to each other. The brunette of 5’6’’ at 114 pounds is Megan Jacobs , she is an aspiring writer and journalist. So mature for her 24 years of age. The beautiful Japanese-European lady is Naoko Ito, a little bit taller at 5’7’’, but just as heavy. And I believe you are already halfway through your 23th year. Now last, but not least the skinny blond girl is Caroline King, just over 110 pounds and standing at 5’5’’ tall. The oldest of your group at 25 years old.”
“Who are you?” Naoko asks her voice cracking. “Where are we? how do you know these things? Why are we here?”
“Please dear Naoko, let’s do this one question at a time.” Ricka replies “Now first who am I. You know my, I am your Scandinavian friend Ricka Nolaing! We talked over the internet and agreed to meet up. All of you. And here we are meeting up!”
Megan feels scared she remember chatting with Ricka, but she remembers so little else. She looks at the other girls and a same look of shock can be seen. They all indeed talked with him, only through chat tough.
“Second question where are you guys” Ricka continues “That is unfortunately a secret, but be sure to know that we are in a closed facility very…very far away from civilization”
“Why are we tied up!?” Megan blurts, followed immediately with a jolt of pain coming from the choker. Starting there and slowly pulsating through her body. Megan shrieks and tugs at the choker as hard as she can.
“One. Question. At. A. time” Ricka says stern. While Megan is breathing heavy from the scare it gave her “Now how do I know everything about you guys? Well you were so eager to do whatever on the dark web, but left yourself very poorly protected. And these days you can pretty much learn everything about people once you get there online info.”
Megan tugs some more on the choker, trying to get it off. The thing won’t budge.
“Yeah those chokers will not come off Megan. They are one of the fancy gadgets we will use for you” The distorted voice says, not only could he hear them. He could apparently also see them. “They cost up to 100 000 dollars, but they are so nice. They stimulate senses directly to the nerve center. And that feeling you just felt… that is a little punishment we can do if one of you misbehave. However, they are capable of more, but you girls don’t have to concern yourself with that.”
A silence falls over the room as Megan tries to figure out where the cameras are. She notices that there are quite a lot of cameras and in the far corner there was a wide and tall roller shutter which you can’t see trough. Other than that the white room contains nothing, but the table they were sitting at, the chairs and two sets of doors. Both doors consists of double sliding doors, which seemed mechanic. However, the ones on the right are much wider than the ones on the left.
“Now we get to the nice part” Ricka says, even through the distortion you can hear excitement “As to why you three ladies are here. To put it simple, to get fat.”
The silence returns and the three women made confused eye contact. It was only now that Megan noticed that there were three dice one the table, a single die in front of every one of them.
“What?” Naoko asks in utter confusion. “To get fat?”
“That is right” Ricka says approving “Now no worries, not all of you will get fat. Just two of you. A third will get to stay nice and skinny, but we will get to that later. First I want to explain who we are. You know me, Ricka, your friend! Well I am part of an organization called the Sagina. Which diverts from some old Latin. While it doesn’t translate directly to English, it means something like: To fill, to fill to expand or to stuff to a limit. Something along those lines. I won’t bore you with the history now, but I am sure we can talk about it later. To put it simple it is an old organization focused around making fat women. Or rather, making women fat. It is backed and supported by some very powerful people, with one set goal.”
Megan clearly understood what Ricka was saying, yet it all made little sense for her.
“Now what I want to make clear is what we mean with fat” Ricka continues “When Sagina want’s a woman fat were are not talking about a few pounds. We are not talking about ‘oh I’m getting a bit of a belly’ weight gain or outgrowing your current size. No we are talking about making two of you very, very fat. Hanging bellies, multiple chair needing butts, enough weight to break things. We are talking hundreds and hundreds of pounds of fat. Now goals for the two who will gain will be set in secrecy, but let me assure you that a very big future awaits them.”
“Why on earth would any of us let you make us fat?” Naoko asks angry.
Immediately she jolts up, her muscles tightening and her face looking pained. This continues for a couple of seconds and then it stops. She is panting and hangs over, coughing.
“Let me be clear about a couple of things” Ricka says solemn “It doesn’t matter what any of you want. Escaping from this facility is impossible. Be wise and do as you are told it will safe you and your peers a lot of trouble.”
Naoko jolted again as the color gave another one of the slow pain waves, Megan watched in awe until her choker did the same and she felt the glowing pain go through her body. A second later the third girl, Caroline also jolts up in pain.
“Good now that we are all on the same page let’s get to dividing the roles” Ricka says after the three women calm down. “As you might have noticed there are dices in front of everyone. One for every person Fate will decide which two will be fed to grow into fat women and who will keep her skinny little figure and help us feed the other two. Take a die in the hand…..and don’t test my patience, because I will not hesitate to use the chokers again.”
The choker seemed to give of a warm feeling and by Naoko’s fearful look she was experiencing the same. The third girl, Caroline, looks at them both with wide eyes and swiftly grabs the die in front of her. She clutches it against her chest as if she was afraid to lose it. Reluctant both Megan and Naoko pick up the die in front of them.
“Good girls” Ricka says with a short laugh at the beginning “Now this will be very easy. You will all roll your dice. The two with the highest eyes will be fattened up, like pigs on a farm”
Megan looks around, the other girls also look around. Megan feels the choker and Naoko rubs her neck. Then a ticking sound can be heard as Naoko rolls her die. The whole room seemed to tense up as the white cube slowly dances on the table. Then it falls still and a shocked gasp can be heard. The die had stopped at the number 5. Megan actually felt a little glad, this was a beatable score! Caroline looked at Megan whit big eyes, Megan understood that she had to go first. Megan takes a deep breath and casts the die on to the table. it twirls, spins and stops on ….two! An excellent cast! Megan watches Caroline intense as she looks at her die. Then she slowly lets it drop it tumbles a couple of times and as it stops Megan feels her heart sink in her chest. The dice moves lightly, but not enough to tip again and settles on a one!
“And so it is decided” Ricka says sinister “Megan, Naoko, This was the last day of your skinny lives. From now on you will two will eat or be fed so your bodies expand. You will grow bigger and bigger and fatter by the month. Gone are the days of counting calories. Gone are the days of dieting and watching what you eat. From now one you will consume more food than you could ever imagine. No more sports, no more cardio, fitness or yoga. Exercise is prohibited! In fact you two will be doing as limited physical activities as possible.”
“The hell with this!” Megan shouts as she tugs on the metal link that holds her legs in place.
“You can’t do this to us!” Naoko also shouts, but both women are silenced as the choker is activated.
Caroline just sits quietly at the table until a soft click is heard.
“Now quiet down ladies and let me explain how things are going to work from now on” Ricka says “As you might know there two things that you need to do to get fat. The first is to consume high calorie, high fat and or high sugar drinks and food. The second is that you need to consume a lot of it. Keep that stomach nice and full and let your body do the rest.”
“This isn’t happening” Megan says softly in disbelieve while she stares at the screen.
“Now you might have noticed that there are two doors” Ricka continues “The ones on the left is where the kitchen and Caroline’s sleeping and showering rooms will be. Caroline will you be so kind to report there, you will receive your own instructions.”
The doors slides open, Caroline looks at the other girls with fear. She gets up and slowly walks into the left hallway. The sliding doors close behind her Ricka continues talking.
“Now behind the wider doors on the right will be the sleeping rooms of our two soon-to-be-fat ladies. There is also a bathroom, a special weigh in room and a fourth and fifth room that are empty. For now. Now the weigh in room is obvious and the finer details will come after your first weigh in. Weigh ins are done at random, whenever we see fit.”
Naoko looks over her shoulder at the door, but nothing happens yet.
“Now let us get to the order of the day” Ricka says as a schedule appears on the screen “It is a bit boring for now, but will intensify once the two of you have created some stomach capacity. From now on you two will start the day with a breakfast, this breakfast leaves you stuffed beyond your wildest imagination, but it will help with improving your figures. Then a large lunch, followed by some light snacks halfway between lunch and dinner. After another filling meal you two are allowed to rest a bit and shower. Then before bed you will eat some snacks and then sleep.”
“This is absolute lunacy” Megan whispers “You people are insane”
“It is the truth” Ricka explains “now the left door where Caroline is getting her briefing, is off limits to you two. Your choker will immediately activate if you are too near. From now on Caroline will bring your food and snacks, so you two just have to worry about eating. Talking about the choker, there is a reason they are so expensive. Not only can they perform the neat trick, but they also stimulate some senses, like hunger. They aid the body by sending extra signals for digestion and it can even monitor stress levels throughout the body. So we know if you have eaten your stomach full, or not. Now you two are ready to get fat.”
“I don’t want to get fat” Naoko says soft at first “nobody wants to get fat!”
“Unfortunately for you, we want you to get fat” Ricka says, no emotion in his distorted voice.
“Why don’t you show you face coward!” Megan says angry.
“But ladies” Ricka says “You’ve already seen my face. Don’t you remember?”
With that a silence falls over the room and the screen turns black.

About two minutes later the small Caroline comes out of the left doors. She carries two plates heaping with breakfast foods. Bacon, egg, hashbrowns and greasy breakfast sausages. She quietly puts the plates in front of the two other girls and looks at the floor.
“They told me to give this to you guys” She says in a soft almost apologetic voice “And to make sure you eat as much as you can fit into your stomach…. And if you don’t…. they will punish me for it.”
“Those bastards” Naoko says as she looks at the meal with disgust “So that is it…. We just have to eat?”
“For now…. It might be best” Megan says reluctant. She hated the fact that she was actually hungry.
Megan picked up a fork and jabbed a sausage with it, watching the grease flow out as she cuts it.
“I have to get the drinks now” Caroline says soft again. “Please…. Just do as they say”
So while Naoko and Megan eat their greasy breakfast Caroline goes to the kitchen and comes back with two tall glasses of chocolate milk.
“This is bullshit” Naoko says annoyed “You can’t force someone to get fat”
“That is where you are wrong” Ricka says “We can, and we will. Just take a look at the screen for a second”
On the screens their Megan and Naoko’s names appeared, underneath it had a small table with some statistics:

Megan:
Starting weight: 114 , Most recent weigh-in: 114, Weight gained: 0
Calorie intake of current day: 410, Current meal : 410, Calorie goal for today: 3000`

Naoko:
Starting weight: 114 , Most recent weigh-in, Weight gained: 0
Calorie intake of current day: 455, Current meal : 455, Calorie goal for today: 3000

“I am getting full” Megan says annoyed as she reads the numbers “And no way I will eat 3500 calories in a day! That is over 1500 calories too much!”
“You are not even close to full” Ricka says bored “Besides, you need to be completely stuffed before you are done. Keep eating please”
“No” Megan says childish “I am full and I don’t want to eat anymore.”
For a second silence fills the room, then Megan feels her arms slide along her body and become heavy. Like they were being weighed down by something heavy, she couldn’t lift them anymore.
“Caroline” Ricka says ominous “Feed her”
The skinny blond looks up at the screen, then to Megan and then to the food. She runs a finger along her choker and swallows.
“Megan….You know” She starts, she stops and grabs the fork “I am sorry”
And with that Caroline feeds Megan the rest of her breakfast. The whole scene was enough for Naoko to keep feeding herself. Megan whimpers as her belly gets painfully stuffed. Meanwhile Naoko miserably looks down at her tummy, her stomach was so full that you could see a small bulge forming. A ding was heard and Naoko and Megan looked up at the screen. Naoko’s name had become green and a calorie intake of 835 was blinking on the screen. Not short after another ding was heard and Megan’s name also colored green with an intake of 860 calories. Megan felt the strength in her arms return and she used it to cradle her stomach and moan softly.
“Congratulations ladies, you have just finished the first of many meals to come” Ricka says “Caroline take the dishes to the kitchen and await further orders there. Megan, Naoko you two are free to roam your quarters till lunch.”
Caroline took the plates and quietly disappeared through the left set of doors. Then a click was heard and Megan and Naoko could walk around.
“God my stomach hurts” Naoko complains.
“Mine too” Megan agrees “These people are crazy”

Slowly they both got up, careful to not disturb their overly stuffed stomach. Megan hated the way her stomach slightly bulged out. Both girls had the same plan. Look around the rooms to see for a way out. The room they were in had no windows and the only way in or out were the two sets of doors. They went through the wider right set of doors and entered a wide hallway. Just like Ricka had told them there were five doors. One slides open as they enter the hallway. They cautiously walk in and see a simple bedroom. It was widely set up with a large bed against the wall. A nightstand next to it and a wide closet at the end. There was a screen mounted on the roof above the bed and anther screen next to the door.
“Welcome to Megan’s bedroom. Naoko your room is completely identical” Ricka says over an intercom, giving them an unpleasant reminder that he was also monitoring them there. “Whenever you are not eating, you are more than welcome to rest here. Everything has been setup so you will have plenty of room to grow. Please take a look at the outermost cabins of the closet, the inner ones will be where your clothing is stored.”
Hesitant Naoko walks towards her assigned closet and opens the door closest to Megan’s bed. She looks at it makes and disgusted “ugh!” and slams the door close again. This made Megan curious so she opened the door as well. She was shocked to see the closet stocked from bottom to top with snacks. Everything was neatly organized, two shelves with different types of chips, two shelves with types of cookies, shelves with candy and other shelves with different kind of snacks.
“We of course encourage you to snack whenever you feel like you want to” Ricka says gleeful “That is the nice part about getting fat ladies, you don’t have to ever watch what or when you eat again.”
Megan follows Naoko out the room. They inspect Naoko’s room and conclude that it is indeed completely identical. Two of the other doors won’t open, but one at the back does. They enter a large bathroom tiled area. The shower room looks a bit like the shower area of a public swimming pool. There were shower heads on the wall and the roof, as well as a large hose. Smaller than a fire hose, perhaps for cleaning the room?

“Now if you look around you quarters you may notice a bookcase without any books. Well let me explain. You will of course have a fair amount of ‘down time’ here. I am well aware that you girls can’t spend the entire day eating... at least not yet.” The distorted voice of Ricka says after Megan and Naoko have concluded their tour. They stand in the feeding hall again. “But I am not so cruel to have you both sit there wallowing in each other company. So let me introduce the points system to you. A way for patrons to ‘tip’ you for doing so well. And a positive incessive for us to reward good behavior.”
“Point system?” Megan questioned
“That’s right.” The distorted voice continued. “For example, excessive snacking, without us scheduling it for you rewards you with one point.”
A ding can be heard the screens change to a scoreboard with a 1 behind Megan’s name.
“Asked for seconds? Picking extra fattening options, those sort of things. Gets you points” Ricka continues a ding in a different pitch is heard a behind Naoko a 1 also appears.
Why the hell would we care about your stupid points!” Naoko yelled at the celling.
“Because dear girls as I told you, you do well by us. We’ll do well by you.” Ricka said calmly in the face of Naoko’s anger. “ Your points can be turned in for rewards I shall so graciously allow you to have. You want a book? 30 points. You want some music? There is a blank ipod in the nightstand drawers, songs are only three points each. The screens in your bedroom and in the feeding rooms will broadcast cooking channels all the time when you are not sleeping. Their only interruption will be the calorie counter. I might be persuaded to allow you to change the channel, say ten points per hour of remote access. You two want to play some checkers with one another? Well save up and be a good girl for a week and you’ll easily have the 15 points you need. Craving a specific kind of snack before bed? Just ask, those are on the house.”
Ricka laughs a slow almost maniacal laugh. The girls both shared identical scowls as they listened to the distorted laugh go on, amused with itself.
“There is a general catalogue of items on the nightstand you can look at.” Ricka continues “And I am open to haggling on other deals as well. Nothing crazy but Say you REALLY want a certain type of shampoo or perfume and I’ll see what I can do. Wouldn’t want either of you to be unhappy!”
“Screw you!” Megan shouted as she threw a wrapped chocolate bar at the speaker, and was quickly hit with burning pain on her neck that brought her to her knees.
“Now, now settle down. You are lucky I am going easy on your first day, else I’d make you eat a dozen of those candy bars as an apology.” Ricka says stern
“As if we are really going to fatten ourselves for you just for some stupid reward system.” Naoko says helping the other girl back to her feet now that the pain was reclining.
“Oh trust me, you’ll get fat either way.” The voice said confidently. “But if you don’t want to use your points then feel free to let them go to waste. Just keep in mind. Be a good girl, who does what she is told and eats. Then you’ll see your points slowly grow. But of course be a good pig who eats what she is given and then asks for more, then heh…much like your waist, you’ll see your points grow even quicker.”

After a bit more wondering around, they return to the room they started and had to conclude that they had not found a single window. Or any other object that could proof useful for an escape. They had no option, but to lean against a wall and engage in small talk with each other.
“So how did you end up here?” Megan asks after she told Naoko her story.
“Through sheer stupidity.” Naoko says bitter “I got into quite a big college debt I did nothing, but study. I didn’t dare to conform my parents with how bad I managed my finances. So then this opportunity to make some easy money appeared. And I did it, with a group of strangers I broke into some warehouses. They were special warehouses from big pharmaceutical companies. They needed someone who was an expert on this equipment. The money was fast and I needed it, besides those companies are all bastards! Then the leader of the group, a dude they called “Spike”, told me they had a special job for me. I would work with someone else who was going to get us in. I would identify the expensive parts on the machines and we would be out again. I was hesitant, but the pay was enough to make this my last job. Even better it would provide me with money for my hobbies. I am a big outdoor and skating enthusiast. However when we got there I entered the room where this guy should be and there was just a laptop, which said.”
“You are our guest of honor” Megan fills in “Welcome to Sagina, we have big plans for you?”
“Exactly” Naoko confirms “Then it all went to black and I woke up here. That asshole that gave me the job probably sold me out. The person who gave our ‘insider info’ was called Ricka. Some Scandinavian dude.”
The two women sit in silence, but find a bit of comfort in their shared experience.
“Do you think Caroline also has a story like this?” Megan whispers.
“I don’t know” Naoko says looking at the door “I don’t fully trust her.”
“Me neither” Megan says dreamy “There is something…off about her.”

“Ladies it is lunch time” Ricka finally said as the screen with the calorie intake showed up again. “Now if you will sit down yourself, I will not use the links to keep your feet in place. Can’t imagine that being comfortable”
Megan reluctantly sat down and Naoko followed her example. What bothered them both however, was the fact that they were already hungry again. Caroline came out, looking apologetic again, This time she was carrying two large stacks of pancakes with butter and syrup on top of them. Megan and Naoko both barely managed to finish the gut bursting meal and were horrified that both their counters had risen above the 1900 calories.

They spend the time between lunch and dinner just hanging around, with the only interruption being Caroline bringing them a bag of chips to snack on. This pushed their calorie intake to 2200 and then it was dinner time. Lots of fried meat and potato on the side. This time Naoko was reluctant to eat it all and the choker was activated. Caroline gently, yet efficiently fed her the whole meal. After the meal they took turns taking showers in the huge shower area and then they just sat on their beds in their rooms. Ricka instructed them both to pick a snacks of their liking from their closet finish it and then go to sleep.
“This is a nightmare right?” Megan said with a heavy voice as the lights dim “We will wake up soon…. Right?”
“I sure hope so” Naoko says somber “I sure hope so.”
They finish their snacks and head to their own bedrooms, quickly falling asleep,

Naoko’s first month:
By the end of their second day of confinement Naoko had blue and black bruises on each of her forearms. It wasn’t from anything Ricka or any of the people watching her did. She has done it to herself, pinching her arm harder and harder each time hoping that finally she’d pinch herself hard enough to finally wake up from this nightmare.
Shock gave way to fury gripping her at being made to dance in a sick game, she grabbed a new plate and threw it at one of the cameras. Even though she missed and it shattered against the wall, Sarina choker burned her with such pain that she fell to the ground
When knocks came to Naoko’s door. Caroline’s shy voice telling her that she needed to come out for lunch she put her hands on her ears trying to drown the voice out. But she couldn’t drown out the pain around her neck getting hotter every second she delayed. She knew then one thing. They would hurt her and then she’d eat. Or she’d just eat.
Megan’s first month
Megan passed backwards and forwards across the space that was ‘her’ room. Not ever wanting to feel at home in this place she avoided calling this space her’s. Between the feedings and the time she spent on her bed unable to do more than just cradle her overstuffed belly Megan had done everything she could to investigate this place for a way to escape. But how? No windows, Camera’s everywhere, her choker prevented her from going near Caroline’s door and Ricka made it obvious by his comments that they had eyes everywhere. Her pace from one side of the room to the other quickened. She had to think of something!
“AHHHHH!” Megan fell to the ground, hot pain firm around her neck. It wasn’t severe but she hadn’t been expecting it in the least.
“Stop that.” Ricka’s voice came from above.
“Stop what!?” Megan screamed. Inside she was panicking fearing that maybe the chockers could even read her mind and tell when she was planning to escape.
“You are forbidden from exercise.” Ricka said coldly.
“Exercise!?” Megan looked around. “I-I was just walking! I’m not even allowed to pac- eep!” She stopped when she had another jolt of pain.
“You will not be warned again.”Ricka said. “And you will make up for the calories you have lost by eating a snack now.”
Megan shook her head but held her tongue. She got up from the ground grabbed a chocolate bar and sat on the bed. “Happy?” She asked mouth full of the first bite. She didn’t get an answer or in a way she did. She knew her problem and now she knew her answer. She couldn’t solve. There wasn’t anything she could do right now to escape. The best she could do was play along. Either she could get her captors to lower their guard or she could hold out long enough for someone out there to find her. But for now, she ate her candy bar.

-one month after arriving-
“Good morning ladies” Ricka’s voice said as the lights turned on “Today is a special day. It is weigh in day. Let’s see what a month of our regime has done. Please move to the weigh in room”
Megan rubbed the sleep out of her eyes got up and put on the same white tank top and booty shorts as always. She can’t believe it has already been a month. There were no windows to see the sun, but The schedule of food and snacks kept her aware of the days which she was marking with tallies on the inside of a box in her room. For the first time the door across from their sleeping rooms opens and Megan enters, Naoko following short behind. In the middle of the room is a large scale, it has a ramp up and bars to the side. The scale looked odd, the ramp to it was wide and the surface of the scale was rather larger. Across from it was a wall of mirrors. To the left wall was a large adjustable chair, with links around it and some smaller panels behind it. However the weirdest thing was the wall on the right. It was full of screens with all sorts of information. Like a betting office or stock market. The screens seemed to jump at random showing different numbers. Until Caroline walks in. Before they can even greet each other the lights dim and Ricka speaks up over the intercom again.
“Welcome, welcome ladies” He starts “To this very first weigh in. Let me explain how this is going to work. Obviously we are going to use the scale in the middle of the room”
The light above the scale turns brighter, making it look like a stage. The screens on the right go on again and display Megan’s name and her starting weight again. The screen underneath it displays the current weight and underneath that the gain. All the other screens display numbers, names and some sort of transactions.
“Now this will be simple first we weigh Megan, then Naoko” Ricka’s distorted voice continues “Now our loyal contributors are allowed to place bets on your gain. The bet increases exponentially the higher they bid. The average of all their bets will be the goal for you two to beat. Did you gain more, you pass! Did you gain less…. Then … you failed. Which is highly discouraged. Megan start your weigh in please.”
Megan stands stunned looking at the speaker in the roof. Then to Naoko who has the same shocked facial expression and then to Caroline who stares at the floor.
“What do you mean fail!?” Megan says panicked “What is this sick business? How much is the average even?”
Megan is treated with silence, but her choker starts to feel warm. The message was clear, move to the scale or be punished. Megan grids her teeth and clenches her fists. She walks up the subtle ramp to the scale and stands in the middle of the large machine. The lights in the room flash around like a game show before dimming above the scale and lighting the wall of screens.

Megan:
Starting weight: 114 , Most recent weigh-in: 120, Weight gained: 6 pounds

The numbers blinked green and on the vertical screen next to it two pictures were shown. The first had the inscription 114lbs above it. The second screen showed the words “bet passed!” which faded away to show a picture taken just now on the scale. The changes to Megan’s body were small, but noticeably. Especially for Megan herself. Her thighs had softened slightly, her buttocks felt softer. Her midsection had not seen much gain, but even their there was the smallest patch of softness on her abs now. Megan stares at the numbers and feels her jaw drop. Part of Megan didn't know if she should be relived. With all the food she had been made to eat and eat and eat every day she thought it might be even higher. Especially with all the time she had in a day to check all the ways her body was being forced to change and grow. The exchange numbers all the way on the far side of the wall start to change, blink. Go red, green or yellow.
“Naoko your turn” Ricka says and with the same bit of forcing Naoko makes her way to the scale.
The lights flash again and the screens are highlighted.

Naoko:
Starting weight: 114 , Most recent weigh-in: 119, Weight gained: 5 pounds

The numbers blinked red and the screens on the side showed the same kind of images as with Megan, but this time it first flashed the words: “Bet failed!”. Naoko just stares at the image. Even though she had gained less weight her tummy looked softer and her bra felt slightly tighter. A loud buzzer took Naoko out of her day dreaming as she looked around.
“Megan leave the room and let Caroline get you your breakfast” Ricka spoke emotionless “Naoko stay here and carry the burden of losing the bet.”
Caroline walks up to Megan while Naoko just stares at the screen in fear. She feels Caroline take her wrist and lead her out of the room. Perhaps for the better.

Megan sits down at her end of the table and the same calorie counting screen appears again. Caroline moves to her part of the complex in silence. As has been usual since the last month she returns with a massive and calorie rich breakfast. Only this time it seemed….more?
“Did you bring more than yesterday?” Megan asks as she looks at the plate with three large waffles drenched in syrup and whip cream.
“W-what?” Caroline says nervous “No… No I just take whatever they prepare. There is not even a kitchen there…just a hatch.”
“Right” Megan sighs a bit confused at Caroline’s reaction. She takes her fork and starts her sugary breakfast. She can’t believe how hungry she actually is.

-meanwhile in the weigh in room-
The screens all go black and one by one the lights turn off as well. Naoko looks around in the pitch dark her breathing quickens.
“W-what do you want from me?” Naoko says her voice sounding weak.
“Naoko in here you have only one goal, which is to get fat” Ricka spoke calm through the intercom. “Patrons to our organization pay a lot of money to watch you two getting fatter and fatter. One way they get involved is the betting game, which you failed. Our patrons want to see quick games, but they are no fools for their money so usually their average goal is realistic. Yet if one of you two manage to fail you need to make up to our patrons. You fail the bed if you both gain less than Megan and do not meet the average gain our patrons set for you.”
“What are you on about?! I’m already getting fucking fat for them!” Naoko cries load “What do you even mean with making up to them”
The screens jump on united they split the wall of screens in three sections. The first section shows manual type icons in different boxes. The second shows a dial ranging from 1 till 30 days. The last section showed another dial ranging from low till high.
“The way this is going to work is that our patrons that lost their money thanks to you get to vote for your punishment” Ricka explain “The first section shows the type of punishment, which will be determined through whichever type gets the most. The second shows the length of the punishment. This is with weighed voting, so more people are needed to make the punishment longer. The last section is also weighed and shows the intensity.”
“I don’t understand any of this” Naoko says feeling tears well up as she stares at the screens.
“You will soon enough” Ricka says ominous “Ladies and Gentleman, let the voting commence.”
A timer above the first section counts down a minute. When the minute is over the percentages appear at the different boxes. With the most votes being at a box with shows cookies and an alarm clock. A second timer starts running in the second section. Slowly the arrow moves along the dial until finally stopping at seven days. The third section also does the count down and there the arrow halts between low and medium intensity.
“So let me break this down for you” Ricka says “They voted for pre-breakfast snacks, for seven days in a row, with low-medium intensity. More directly this means that you will be woken two hours before breakfast, eat a snack of your choosing then sleep a bit and then continue the day as usual. Now the intensity means you don’t have to absolutely stuff yourself, so let’s say for example four cookies will be fine.”
“This is a joke right” Naoko says actually managing to stifle a laugh. “You people are disgusting!”
A long silence falls over the room.
“Now go get your breakfast Naoko, you’ve gotten off easy this time” Ricka says, the unpleasant feeling glows from the choker again “However don’t disappoint next time. One way to safeguard this is by simple gaining more than Megan. Remember it is a two point system and you failed both to gain more than her and your goal. Do this again and the punishment will be more severe next time.”
Naoko choughs and breaths heavy as the choker finally resets to normal again. She looks up at the celling with a furious look, but the speaker stays silent.

The next day Megan walks to the feeding room only to find a tired looking Naoko. Megan looks at the screen which counts Naoko’s calories. To her shock she sees that it is already at 280 calories and they haven’t even started their breakfast yet.

-later that week-
Megan and Naoko are resting in the feeding room. They finished a filling lunch, of grilled salmon with a thick cream sauce, about half an hour ago.
“How fat do you think they are actually going to make us?” Megan asks as she sits up right and looks at the woman across from her. “Like… actually fat. Fat? You know like overweight or obese?”
“I don’t know” Naoko sighs a bit of desperation in her voice. “I hope they are talking shit. So perhaps just a few pounds? But at the rate this is going they will at least want us chubby. What worries me the most is if they want us really big. Like actually fat women or obese as you called it. Then they might push us up to 200 or maybe even like 230 pounds”
“200 pounds?” Megan says solemn “We’ll be freaking huge by then. I don’t want to be that fat. It will take forever to shed that weight again”
“I also don’t want to get that fat, but so far I have not found a way out” Naoko answers “I can’t believe how lucky Caroline is. She is captured by the same crazy bastards as us. However she doesn’t have to eat a single bite.”
“Yeah” Megan sighs “But it could have been any of us I guess.”

-Three months later-
“There is no denying it” Megan thinks as she stands in the weigh-in room. “We are getting chubby”
The three women in the room were all not even remotely fat. However, it was starting to become obvious that Megan and Naoko are carrying around more weight than Caroline. Caroline was still bone skinny. Megan and Naoko had softer outline. Both of them did not have visible abs anymore. The weight they gained combined with the complete lack of exercise had eroded these defined physics. With Naoko more of her new pounds had collected around her tummy. Making it soften up more and form a small pouch of softness on it. Megan in the meanwhile was more worried about the fact that her thighs had softened up and her butt felt….jigglier?
The lamps in the room flicker again and the screen displays her current weight.

Megan:
Starting weight: 114 , Most recent weigh-in: 139, Weight gained: 25 pounds

The pictures underneath it made it obvious that gaining 25 pounds of fat, on top of losing some muscle, wasn’t nothing. Her hips were wider, her thighs rounder and her abs had indeed disappeared and made her figure wider now. Megan’s weight colored orange.
“I guess that means you failed the patrons goal” Caroline reasoned.
“indeed it does” Ricka spoke up through the intercom “Now if Naoko also gained more, you are in for the punishment.”

Naoko:
Starting weight: 114 , Most recent weigh-in: 140, Weight gained: 26 pounds.

Naoko had a starting chubby belly, but at least her lower half was still fairly slim. She gives Megan a sad look and she and Caroline leave the room.

“N-no please” Megan says as the lights switch off and the three screens determining the punishment appear “Please! I don’t want to get fucking fat! It’s disgusting!”
Without Ricka even saying anything the first countdown starts. It stops at an image that resembles some sort of tube. Then the days are determined at 5 and the intensity at medium.

-meanwhile at feeding room-
Caroline had provided Naoko with a large dish of eggs and bacon, before going back in the kitchen rather quick. She comes out again and walks straight to the other door and disappears there. Caroline enters the weigh-in area where a stunned Megan is staring at the screens with tears in her eyes.
“You also got the instructions?” Caroline asks as she looks at the chair, Megan nods. “I’m sorry Megan, but I have to do this.”
“But I won’t!” Megan says fierce, but she feels her body going numb.
"I had a feeling you were going to be difficult so I brought some friends for the day...boys, assist Megan into the chair please" Ricka’s voice spoke up over the intercom.
Behind them two large men enter the area and while Megan stands there stiff, they drag her away and put her into the chair. They close the locks around her ankles and wrists and leave again.
“Those are the guys I’ve seen a couple of times” Caroline says, standing still in the room and watching the door “we have to do this”
From the panels behind Megan, Caroline retrieves a tube with a funnel at the end. Another panel provides her with a small container with a white substance in it. Caroline places the tube in Megan’s mouth, with surprising skill. She holds the funnel up high watches Megan one more time, before pouring in the thick cream. Megan can’t move, but she whimpers as the thick cream slowly glides into her stomach. When Megan enters the feeding room again she cradles her stomach and has a pained yet numb expression on her face. Naoko looks at the monitor of the calories and gasps. Her own calories are at 1050 from her breakfast. Megan meanwhile was already at 1500 calories from her punishment. That day Naoko spends extra effort to catch up to Megan, she can’t afford to fall to far behind or she would be the next one to be punished!

-Meanwhile somewhere far away-
Detective Braun of the federal police gets out of her car and turns up her coat. Why did it always have to rain when you have to investigate outside. The 34 year old woman with a no-nonsense attitude enters the small valley where the burned out vehicle lies.
“Bodies?” She asks a policeman holding up the tape for her.
“None” He answers “Car belongs to a certain Megan Jacobs, who has been missing for about three months. ”
“Is she from around?” Brain asks as she looks at the wreck.
“No, she lives 1500 kilometers to the south” the policeman answers.
“So we can assume that either she or someone else did quite some effort in trying to make sure this vehicle would not be traced to anywhere near them” Braun asks as the forensic team takes pictures “didn’t we find another car about 300 kilometers from here two months ago?”
“We did” The young man answers worried “Owner also missing, her name was Naoko Ito”
“The burning is done very clever” Braun observes “Whoever did this did not want this to become a wild fire or drag any attention for as long as possible.”
Braun looks around the sight and then up at the rain. Megan and Naoko, what on earth happened?

-two months later-
“Oh my god” Naoko says in disbelieve “We really are getting fat… what the fuck is this”
Naoko pokes her own belly which is sticking out because of how full of food she is, but also because she and Megan were getting on the heavy side of the scale. Caroline meanwhile clears the table, glancing over Naoko’s exposed belly. It wasn’t big or anything, but it was getting rather chubby. The most recent weigh-in had Naoko at a 162 pounds and Megan at 159 pounds. Both had achieved their average gamble goal, so they had been free from the punishment.
“All those years in college I tried hard to stay fit” Naoko complains some more as she feels the softness on her newly developed belly “to be ruined by some sickos!”
“Naoko!” Megan hisses as Caroline leaves the room “Listen! Something is wrong about Caroline!”
“What do you mean?” Naoko asks, feeling a sense of danger.
“She isn’t wearing the stupid collar or choker or whatever today. Which means she can take it off!” Megan continues “That bitch is in on this!”
“Caroline?” Naoko says wondering.
“Just think about it. She can go into the special area” Megan starts “She has way to much experience with all this food and feeding shit. And she doesn’t seem scared or confused about where she is. Neither does she have any emotions at the weigh-in…. like she is holding back… like she already knows about all of this.”
“Now that you say it” Naoko says “Have you ever noticed Ricka’s voice being different whenever Caroline is not around us… like someone else is talking then?”
“Oh ladies” A voice comes over the intercom. They immediately recognize it was Caroline. Crystal clear and not Ricka’s distorted voice “I guess I just thought I would be able to fool you a little longer.”
Both of them feel a glow from their choker and then they are stuck in their chair, unable to move. The doors to Caroline’s part open and she walks in. She has a wicked smile on her face and claps in her hands.
“Such clever girls” She says “I honestly thought you were still clueless, but it was so sloppy from me to leave the choker. So I guess this is also partly my fault.”
“W-who are you” Megan says scared.
“You know who I am. Caroline King” Caroline says walking over to Megan and sitting on the edge of the table. She stares into Megan’s eyes with a cold look “Or as we introduced first, I am also Ricka Nolaign. However, that is just a pseudonym in anagram”
Caroline reaches over and with fascination grabs the small chubby belly that has formed on Megan’s midsection.
“What are you doing!?” Megan says, wanting to struggle but unable to move.
“Something I wanted to do for a long time now!” Caroline says, something obsessive in her voice “Feeling that luscious baby fat of yours.”
Caroline cackles and walks over to Naoko grabbing hold of her potbelly.
“Now look at this your belly is already a bit bigger than Megan’s” Caroline says squeezing Naoko’s belly. “Seems like you are going to be apple shaped, but don’t worry though. I am sure Megan will grow a nice belly as well and a big fat ass.”
“Why would you do this?” Megan asks, her voice heavy. “you’ve made us fat!”
“fat?” Caroline releases Naoko and erupts in a fit of hysterical laughter slowly catching her breath and pinking a tear away from her eye. “fat she says…ha….whoo….yeah, clinically you two are now barely overweight since you both have a BMI over 25.”
Caroline walks over to Megan again and get’s very close to her face. Caroline’s wide open eyes had a touch of insanity to it.
“oh, honey. By the time I am done with you” Caroline says her lips curling in a wicked smile. “you will look back at this moment and consider yourself stick thin! I will make you two so fucking fat that Sagina will have to recognize I am one of the greatest Pingue Vilicus they ever had!”
Caroline looks at the screen which shows the calories eaten and the weight of both women and turns to Megan again.
“But for that to happen we need you two to get very, very fat” Caroline says, poking Megan’s still stuffed belly “And for that to happen we are going to need a lot of food right in here, let me call my assistant”
Caroline straightens up, winks at Naoko and talks to the speaker in the celling.
“Steven, darling. Would you mind bringing me a special batch of that batter I showed you?” Caroline calls out turning to Naoko as if she asked a question “Steven is my assistant, I am sure you two will adore him. He was the one who did the talking when I was unable, though most of it was still scripted by me.”

A bit later a handsome, well-tanned and muscular young man walks through the door. He is complete silent and just hands Caroline a batter bowl with a spoon in it.
“Now what we have here is my own specially kind of weight gain batter” Caroline says as she stirs the bowl with the spoon “It’s nice and thick, yet liquid enough to nicely top off a stuffed stomach. It’s very rich in calories and will help us stretch out those tiny stomachs”
Caroline prepares the first spoon of the pale semi-liquid and moves to Megan’s mouth. Megan mouths her head around, but can’t do much more than that. Caroline feeds her the spoon and waits till she clears her mouth, before moving to Naoko.
“Why?” Megan whimpers after swallowing the sweet concoction “Why would you do this?”
“Well first of all because this gives me a thrill!” Caroline says as she stuffs spoon full of the stuff in Naoko’s mouth “I love…no perhaps even live for this… the feeling of taking a pretty, skinny, sporty, petit girl and turning them into a big, lazy, glutton fatass…excites me! Over feeding their tiny figures and watching them grow bigger and bigger….and bigger. Seeing how their fat figures develop….provides me with a rush….like an addict.”
Caroline stuffs another spoonful in Naoko’s mouth before moving to Megan again.
“Secondly, it is my job. I consider myself very fortunate to be employed by Sagina” Caroline says holding another spoon of the stuff in front of Megan’s mouth before shoving it in. “As you’ve been told Sagina is quite an old organization. It dates back to practices from the 16th century when East-India-Companies started taking off. These businesses created a very rich merchant class. Now when you had rich kings or other royalty, they would create large armies and wage wars. However, A merchant had little interest in this. They wanted other things to show off their wealth. Gold, paintings, plays and fat women. As fat as they could get them back then.”
Megan wants to protest against this unwanted history lesson, but is fed another spoonful. Her stomach was starting to protest from being too full.
“Now this was in a time when food wasn’t always abundant and spices where expensive so keeping the women in your house well fed was a status symbol. Not to mention that plumper women where considered fertile.” Caroline continues as she wipes some of the batter out of the corner of Megan’s mouth “However in some circles the ultimate sign of wealth is when you had a beautiful skinny girl, preferably as scrawny as possible, and fed her so much she grew fatter and fatter each time your wealthy friends came over. This is where Sagina came in to play. A company specialized in making skinny girls as fat as possible. Little has changed to what we do, just how and for who. I wish I could show you our headquarters. It has a beautiful gallery of our historic works.”
Caroline feeds Megan two swift spoons of the batter and moves back to Naoko.
“Now back to the present” Caroline says patting Naoko’s belly before feeding her “As I’ve explained Sagina means to stuff and expand. That is where you two come into the picture. My job within Sagina is Pingue Vilicus. Which I like to translate as fatty overseer. It is actually the highest rank within the organization and puts me right at the top with some others. Nowadays Sagina makes money in a couple of ways. First we get payed by some wealthy patrons to fatten you two up and they pay extra for requests. Second we have the gambling game and third every room here is monitored and streamed on the dark web. There people pay to watch for a certain amount of time.”
Caroline scrapes out the bowl and feeds Naoko the last bit.
“good that is all for now” Caroline says showing the empty bowl, both girls are now obviously in pain from how full their stomach is “Good you two go to bed now. And tomorrow we can really put some effort in. Now that I don’t have to act like the innocent school girl anymore”
Caroline laughs and leaves through the door on the left side of the room. As the door closes Megan and Naoko regain control of their limbs. Both put their hands to their belly and moan.
“I feel like I am going to blow” Naoko moans.
“That bitch is crazy” Megan says “I can’t eat a single bite anymore”
Eventually both women make their way to their bedroom and fall into a deep slumber.

-The next day-
Megan opens her eyes and blinks, to her annoyance there is already light in the room. Her annoyance is quickly replaced with shock as she notices Caroline sitting on the edge of her bed.
“Good morning Megan” Caroline says with an honestly friendly smile. “I woke you up a little earlier to make you a special deal.”
Megan wants to move, but soon realizes Caroline had activated the choker.
“The deal is this. This month I want you to gain 3 pounds more than Naoko. You will do this by snacking extra before breakfast, putting in some extra effort during the day and then snacking some extra in the evening. These extra snacks I will hide from your total calorie consumption statistics, so Naoko won’t get suspicious.” Caroline starts “If you succeed You will be safeguarded from punishment for the next two months and Naoko will be forced to do an extra punishment on top of the regular punishments.”
Megan just stares at Caroline with wide eyes. Her heart thumbing with anger and fear.
“So what do you say?” Caroline says nodding to the closet with snacks “All you have to do is eat some extra snacks. Whatever you like, just to fill that tummy…so?”
“Get out and Go…” Megan says in a low growl, stopping and breathing in. She can’t believe she was actually hungry for some snacks “To hell!”
“alrighty” Caroline says friendly getting off the bed “I just wanted to offer you some opportunity to gain some control.”
Caroline leaves and Megan somehow manages to fall back asleep.