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A battle is conflict between two forces which use physical power to become victorious. A war consists of multiple battles. The edge in each of these battles can be provided by doing proper intelligence gathering. Tracing out the enemy routine, their resources, their supplies, their guard posts, everything can be of importance. This can take weeks, months or years. But our intelligence department is crucial to the outcome of this war. Our war!

~Interview with Tanja van Dijk, about 4 weeks before the armistice broke

-Present day-
“Get out of my way” Tanja says unfriendly as she bumps against one of the brutes on purpose. Carl makes a move like he is about to grab a hold of Tanja, but he stops as Constantine holds up his hand. Cindy watches the scene from afar and looks at Tanja’s confident walk with a bit of suspicion.
“Good morning Tanja, you are as friendly as ever” Constantine says in his usual professionally polite way.
“Go to hell” Tanja says taking of her shirt and jeans “Let’s get this over with”
Today was weigh in day, last week she weighed 187 pounds. Tanja doesn’t know her exact weight, but she knew that one thing was the same as the previous week. It would be higher than ever before. She takes a deep breath and steps on the scale with confidence.
“192 pounds” Constantine says pleased “5 more than last week, you must have been eating well this week.”
Normally Tanja would be a lot more frustrated, but she had other things to focus on now. Today would be the day that she broke out of this prison. Either alive or taking as many as these fuckers with her as she could. Tanja did her routine of dressing again and going to the feeding room, acting as usual. She slides the key she swiped from Carl in her bra when she puts on her shirt. Her weight gain had plumped up her breasts considerably. A good thing about this was that she could now more easily hide a small key in her cleavage. The shirt was now fitting perfect, maybe even being a bit on the snug side. Tanja left the room and went to her breakfast, and unhealthy amount of greasy bacon was all she had this morning. Yet it didn’t bother her too much. She would lose this extra weight if she escaped. And then she would come back here and burn this place to the ground.

The day progressed as normal, or normal for someone who is being fattened up like a pig. The sizes of her meals had gotten quite large. So after a large amount of fried bacon, she got to rest. Then snacks, which had also increased in amount. Then Lunch quite a large dish of lasagna, drenching in cheese. More snacks then dinner, fried chicken with sauce and a large steak for two. Tanja declared it a small miracle she managed to eat all of it, feeling her stomach ache as it got to digesting all those calories. Now it was time for action.

“Cindy” Tanja says in an innocent voice “Can we talk for a second”
“Of course” Cindy say surprised, usually Tanja wasn’t very friendly with her.
“I’ve been thinking for bit” Tanja starts “And I want you to be honest with me. First of all, I am getting quite…. Big, right?”
“Eh….yes….I would say that you are starting to get on the fat side” Cindy answers awkward.
“Right” Tanja says confident, she was on a mission. No time to be ashamed of her increasing figure “But you guys… No Constantine probably wants me even bigger, which means that we will be here for a while.”
“Yes, I guess that is true” Cindy answers truthfully “but he doesn’t share all details with me…. So I don’t know how big he is going to make you.”
“I see, well it is just…. I feel like it is not your fault…. You are just trying to make a better life for yourself” Tanja says with a friendly smile “So I think we can be a bit kinder for each other”
“That would be nice” Cindy says, brightening up a bit.
“Exactly” Tanja replies, maintaining her false friendliness. “So how about this. It is your mission to make me fatter. I understand we can’t change that, but we can change it a bit to food and drinks I like more….. For example now I would kind of like a nice…. Cold…. Milkshake”
“A milkshake?” Cindy says surprised “After you ate…. Everything?”
Tanja rolls her eyes and raises her shoulders, making a “It is how it is” move.
“But…. Alright I will get you one” Cindy says leaving the room.
Tanja’s face immediately turns serious, now was her change. She had been observing things for weeks now. She realized that Cindy only had one key, the kind of key she stole this morning. The during her resting after dinner was the only time that Cindy was the only one directly watching her. Carl and George, the two brutes, were probably eating somewhere near. One key meant that there was only one lock towards the kitchen. From the kitchen she could get a knife and sneak out through a supply entrance, maybe even get a car. Tanja got up from her resting position and walked to the hallway, she checked if it was empty and continued. She got to the a door at the end and opened it with the key. Checked again and cleared. She looked at the elevator and determined that she was at the third floor. She took the fire stairs three flights down. Sneaked another hallway and hid from a guard who passed by as she was hiding behind a locker. She tried to move as fast as possible, but she noticed that weeks of inactivate and the pounds of blubber weighing her down had taken their toll on her condition. She catches her breath and then enters the door which says kitchen. The kitchen was huge and she could hear some people working near. She took a knife and made it to the storage room. There, there was a steel door which looked like one going out. Tanja waited behind a some boxes for the door to be opened, she let the cook pass and just before it could close she held it. The cook didn’t notice a thing. Tanja smiles and softly tiptoes into the next room. This was a larger supply room which also held other stuff, like beds, desks and other things. She walks until she freezes in her track when she hears her name.
“Tanja?” Cindy says “”W-what are you doing here? You are not allowed to be down here.”
Tanja turns around and points the knife towards Cindy.
“Cindy I am leaving” Tanja says clear “Now tell me which door I need to take. Just let me leave and I will not hurt you. You know that what they are doing to me is wrong…. I know you are a good person in your hearth. Just please help me now.”
Cindy looks frightened, but she is considering Tanja’s plea. With a shaky hand she points towards a door in the corner of the room. Tanja calmly walks up to it, she opens it and peaks in. It is dark, but there is a green sign that says exit at the end. Tanja keeps facing towards Cindy as she enters, perhaps there was hope for that girl.

“Good evening Tanja” Constantine says as the light switches on “Going somewhere?”
Immediately Tanja is taken hold of by four guards who were in hiding. The knife drops on the ground and Tanja is cuffed behind her back. The door opens behind her and Tanja sees Cindy smiling.
“Very good work Cindy” Constantine says “Just like you said, she would try to escape. And you could lead her right to us.”
Tanja looks at Cindy with more hate than ever before.
“I was honored to perform my duty” Cindy says, giving Tanja a sly look.
“How could you?” Tanja says in disbelieve.
“Tanja it is simple” Cindy says walking up to her and looking her straight in the eyes. “You getting fatter is beneficial for me. The bigger you get, the closer I get to promotion. Every ounce of fat added to your body brings me closer to receiving a medal. The wider your ass gets, the rounder your belly grows….the more I will be rewarded.”
“Exactly” Constantine nods “Take her to the feeding room. One month of the punishment regime”

-A month later-
The punishment was harsh as usual and a month long was almost unbearable. The shirt that used to fit now rose up over the curve of Tanja’s belly. Her jeans, were now permanently unbuttoned. Her panties dug deep into her pale, meaty sides. This would be her weigh in after her punishment and Tanja was dreading it more than ever. She looked at her figure in the mirror. Her face was slightly plumper, but she was still stunning. Her red hair contrasted with her pale skin and fall just below her shoulder. Her bust had increased quite a bit and they where spilling out of the cups of her bra. Underneath her now sizable breasts her belly had grown out. There was no denying anymore, her belly had gotten fat. It had rounded out and rested on her lap as she sat down. It now covered her waist band, which painfully dug into her sides. The waistband of the panties where not the only thing that poorly covered up anymore. Her butt had swollen with new pounds, making her panties crawl up between her butt cheeks. They jiggled as she walked and now made quite the thick sitting. Supported by her thunder thighs she had become quite pear shaped. She walked to Constantine’s office, feeling the layers of fat on her body jiggle. She was fat, how on earth had this ever gotten so far!? She was a soldier, she can’t be fat!

She opens the door and immediately notices something about Cindy. The insignia on her shoulders were different. They promoted her! Tanja casts a furious glance to Cindy, who just smiles and closes her eyes like she is standing in the pleasant rays of the sun.
“Hello Tanja” Constantine says, putting away some paperwork and folding his hands. “Your punishment is over. And I guess I speak for everyone if I say that we are glad that it is. You see I do not personally enjoy seeing you being fed. Or having to use Gaia, but make no mistake. If you violate the rules again it will be 2 months of the regime, understood?”
Tanja nods and glares at the scale.
“Good, now let’s get back to business” Constantine says, sounding honestly relieved. “So first the weigh in, then I have an announcements and then you can get started on your breakfast”
“Announcements?” Tanja asks suspicious.
“First the weigh in” Constantine says with a smile “Then the announcements, then breakfast.”
Tanja felt annoyed, but she was wise enough not to turn this in a battle. She peals of the shirt and wiggles out of the jeans. More annoyance due to how much effort it costs to get out of the clothing. She stands still for a second in front of the scale, she felt hesitant about getting on. She took a deep breath and stepped on the scale, heard the beep and got off without looking at the screen. She couldn’t believe that she was scared of looking at her weight on a scale. She! A soldier of the republic was not brave enough to look at some numbers. Tanja’s cheeks turned a bit red as she felt her stomach rumble. How could she actually be hungry now? She never used to be hungry in the morning!
“Very good” Constantine says as he looks at the reading “That means the end of phase 2, with a weight of 207 pounds you easily breached pass the 200 pounds. And you are only 15 pounds away from successfully gaining 100 pounds of fat. The month of punishment put 17 pounds of fat on your body. More than 4 pounds per week”
Tanja’s jaw dropped as she looked at the scale, which indeed gave a reading of 207,1 pounds. She is now over 200 pounds. Panic took a hold of Tanja for second and she felt short of breath. 200 pounds, she was fucking fat! And 100 pounds of blubber on her body was only 15 pounds away.
“Now for the announcements” Constantine says, sitting down behind his desk again after noting Tanja’s new weight on the chart. “We are increasing your diet regime again. I believe that it is now possible to further increase your daily caloric intake.”
“You are joking?” Tanja says first looking at Constantine and then at Cindy.
“I take my job serious, so humor is out of the question.” Constantine says stiff “Your previous schedule where three normal meals at 8:00, 12:00 and 18:00. A light meal at 16:00 and some light foods from 22 till midnight. From now on there will be four normal meals at 8:00, 11:00,14:00 and 19:00. The light meal at 16:00 will be replaced with a light meal and dessert of your choosing. And the slower snack time from 22:00 till midnight will stay the same. Of course snacks will still be provided in between meals and you are expected to eat as much as possible of this.”
“Four normal meals?” Tanja says fierce “There is nothing normal about those meals!”
“Well of course they are quite sizable and only consist of high fat, high calorie kind of foods” Constantine analyses “But as you have probably noticed you have gotten bigger since you have arrived here, so the method is working. Now your stomach capacity has also increased which allows you to consume more food. If we want this progress to continue we have to keep training your stomach to its maximum extend.”
“I don’t want this progress to continue” Tanja says firm.
“Ah, I see. However that does not matter because I do” Constantine says simple “And I guess Cindy does as well if she wants to go for her next promotion.”
“I do” Cindy responds receiving a hateful look from Tanja.
“So that settles that, your new regime will start tomorrow, now on to the next announcement.” Constantine concludes “Now for the next announcement: When you clear phase three and weigh over 222 pounds you will do a performance at a nearby … eh… army gentleman’s club, called the Red Dolls… to show off your progress.”
“A gentleman’s club?.... you mean a fucking whore house?” Tanja says disgusted.
“No…. more like strip club…. Or exotic dance club…But no worries” Constantine says, the first time Tanja ever saw him uncomfortable “They have no touch policy with guards on site.”
“You truly are a disgusting pig” Tanja sneers “A performance…..in front of soldiers?”
“It was not my idea” Constantine admits “But the bosses were happy to accept, they think it is a good way to show off this operation. I understand if you decline and instead rather take the two months of punishment regime”
“Two months!?” Tanja shouts and looks at how Constantine raises his shoulders “Fine…. I’ll go to that club… but if one of them touches me… I will kill them.”
“Seems fair” Constantine says “Then that was all, please follow Cindy to your breakfast.”

Tanja stands up feeling agitated, she clenches her fists and walks to the door. Cindy walks in front of her pushing the cart containing her breakfast. Tanja sits down and crosses her arms. Cindy smiles and sets out her breakfast. One plate with some pancakes, a smaller one with donuts, three eclairs and a plate of greasy looking egg and bacon. To wash it down was a glass of full fat milk and a glass of some sugary soda. Tanja looks at the breakfast like it was personally responsible for her increasing figure. She had to eat it though, to evade punishment. Yet something that bothered her was that deep inside she was actually quite hungry. Tanja starts eating. She tries to eat slowly, but Cindy seems more encouraged than ever to make sure she eats as much as possible.
“Common Tanja” She encourages “Here next up are the donuts”
While Tanja is still chewing Cindy already puts the plate of donuts in front of her. Tanja would like to hurt Cindy, but she knows she would be in trouble if she did that. This continues for about 30 minutes until most of the food is in Tanja’s painfully crammed stomach. A miserable gurgle sounds from her stomach as it tries to digest all that she had just eaten.
“Wow, you are really starting to get an appetite. I have never seen you pack away that much food on your own before.” Cindy says honestly surprised “Here have this last donut and then your breakfast is done”
Cindy picks up a lone donut and holds it in front of Tanja’s lips.
“No” Tanja huffs putting her hands on her bloated middle “I’m way too full….”
“You can eat one more bite” Cindy says mischievous “Or… a couple… I’m sure you can fit just a bit more in that belly of yours. Besides…. You don’t want me to tell the captain that you are misbehaving again, do you?”
“You bitch” Tanja says bitter.
“Ssssshh… more eating and less swearing” Cindy says as she pushes the donut up to Tanja’s lips. Reluctantly Tanja takes small bites of the donut, allowing Cindy to slowly feed her the whole thing.
“Amazing” Cindy thought as she sees her former commander eat bite after bite of donut out of her hand. Filling her already painfully full stomach even more. “If I keep this up I will probably be promoted again soon.”
Cindy’s eyes glister as she cleans her hands and starts to take the plates away.
“And all you have to do commander” Cindy’s thoughts continue as she wheels the cart with empty plates out “Is eat and grow fatter and fatter …. And fatter.”

-Two weeks later-
Tanja was resting on her bed from a massive meal, the third of the day. she massages her rounded stomach and moans softly. Every meal again there was just so much food! And worse was that Cindy could walk in any minute to bring her the snacks she has to eat between meals. As if she was summoned by some unholy spirit, the door opens and Cindy walks in. She carries a tray with fancy chocolates on it. Behind her on the cart are some boxes.
“Ding dong” Cindy says chirpy “Your snacks, some filled bonbons. And I got your new clothes.”
Tanja was actually relieved that the new clothes had arrived, but also ashamed that she had again outgrown another set.
Cindy places the boxes near the closet and unpacks them.
“Look at this” Cindy says with a childish grin. From one of the boxes she takes out a pair of black panties and shows them off. “Look at how big they are”
Tanja looks up, they were indeed quite big. However they were probably going to be needed. Tanja’s ass had showed no sign of slowing down its increasing size. With a blush Tanja admits that she has indeed quite a large butt and it was wise of Cindy to make sure she had some growing room there.
“Wow… I mean you’ve grown quite a big butt” Cindy says gleeful while she puts the panties away “But can you imagine fitting that, or hell even outgrowing it.”
“Could you not talk?” Tanja says annoyed.
“Sorry, just trying to make some conversation” Cindy snickers. “Enjoy your snacks see you at four”
Cindy leaves again leaving behind a grumpy Tanja, who takes a vicious bite out of the first bonbon.

-two weeks later-
“Two hundred and twenty…three pounds! That is another four pounds up since last week, what a nice and steady increase.” Constantine remarks as he reads the reading of the scale “Excellent, that means you are now 100 pounds of fat heavier than when you came in here.”
Tanja feels numb, she tries to ignore the numbers. Ignore the fact that her belly now obscures the sight of her feet. Ignore how the panties which were sagging two weeks ago were starting to fit.
“That means two things” Constantine says “Cindy can you plan for Tanja’s performance at the Red Dolls club. The second thing is that you are done with phase three and can now start on phase 4”
“Phase four?” Tanja says surprised “You didn’t tell me anything about a fourth phase”
“Oh yes” Constantine says simple “You didn’t really think that was it, did you? No phase four consists of bumping your weight past class three obesity. For this you need an BMI of over 40. With your height this roughly translates to about just shy of 260 pounds.”
Tanja looks stunned, 260 pounds. Just how many phases are there? But before she can ask anything Constantine already ordered her to go to her breakfast. Cindy told her that her performance was planned for the end of the week.

-The end of the week, the Red Dolls club-
The club was like every strip club there was. Except that it was filled with soldiers in uniform and seemed a little bit rougher. Other than that everything was the same. Loud bass music, the smell of booze and cigarettes and a lot of neon lighting. Tanja was driven there in the back of an armored personnel carrier, guarded by four guards. There had been no possibilities of escape. Even the dressing rooms of the club had guards, female ones. She was told to go into a small dressing room and get changed into an outfit there. Tanja entered the room an raised a twitching eyebrow at the outfit. It consisted of a skirt so short it would probably only coverup half her butt cheeks. And a single button top only meant to cover a bit of her breasts. Tanja weighed her options, but it was this or a month of the punishment regime. She sighs and starts getting dressed.

The base music gets turned down and the DJ grabs a microphone.
“Gentleman, may I get an applause for you Dolls Nancy and Lolaááááááááá!” An applause and some whistling can be heard as two skinny dancers walk off the side stages. Waving their hips to the best they can. They are dressed in just bikini’s and walk past Tanja. The last one even whishes her good luck before she heads to the dressing room.
“Now for a bit of a special performance” The DJ continues as the lights on the other two stages dims “Will you be so kind to direct your attention to the mainstage.”
Tanja’s hearth started beating faster, why was she so nervous?
“This performance is especially for those who like their ladies with a bit of MEAT on their bones. The next girl certainly isn’t some diet or sport obsessed, she would probably not pass the Army fitness test ” The DJ announces as a soft laughter could be heard. “For those who prefer a bit of softness, some jiggling, more junk in the trunk! Or just a bit of a big girl. Weighing in at over 200 and 25 pounds! Give it up for our newest doll….. Tina!”
“Tina?” Tanja thought confused “They gave me a fucking stage name?”
Two other show girls stand next to Tanja and hook their arms around Tanja’s.
“Common it is time for us to go on stage” One of them says.
“Us?.... I don’t know what to do!” Tanja says as the bass music starts to play again.
“Just follow our lead!” The other one shouts over the music as they drag Tanja on the stage.

A spot light keeps Tanja from seeing the crowd, but they whistle and clap non the less. With a skinny girl on each side they walk to the middle of the short catwalk stage. The girls smile and move exaugurated. They stop and each of them puts there hands in a presenting motion to Tanja. The music changes and so does the lighting. The girls flex their arms and then look at Tanja’s arms. Her once lean arms where now coated in a layer of fat. The girl on the left lifts Tanja’s arm and the other on squeezes the fat that now hangs of it. Tanja looks surprised at the girl, who looks at the audience and rolls her eyes while shaking her head. The audience seemed to like it and a low laugh could be trough the deafening base music Tanja blushes, which is not visible due to the poor lighting in the club. The girls strut around her on the sound of the music until they did a full circle and one is standing in front of Tanja and the other one behind. The one in the front steps to the side and puts her hand on top of Tanja’s belly. She pats it softly making it jiggle. Then she grabs a full hand of the flab hanging over the skimpy skirt and squeezes it. She makes an “o” Shape with her mouth and covers it with her hand. Then she winks at the crowd and puts her hands around Tanja’s shoulders. Together with the other dancer she guides Tanja around and she is now facing with her back towards the crowd. The she hears some whistles and there seems to be more talking. The two girls stand next to her now and they each put a hand on one of Tanja’s butt cheeks. They make a circle motion and then firmly slap the pale fatty meat of her butt. This sends Tanja’s butt in a jiggle. Then the music changes again. One of the dancers struts of stage while the other turns Tanja around again. Tanja is very confused and just does whatever the other girl guides. The other girl dances closely to Tanja. Making the contrast between her flat stomach and Tanja’s hanging belly more obvious. She stands next to Tanja and bumps against Tanja’s wide hips with her own narrow hips. She raises her eyebrows and gives another wink to the crowd. Then she puts her hands around Tanja’s shoulders and guides her down low.
“You are doing great they love you!” She says over the music as she brings her lips close to Tanja’s ear. “Just kneel down now and then play along”
Tanja kneels down as the girl guides her. This makes her thighs look even thicker and her belly creates rolls as she sits down. The girl gets up again and apparently the other girl had also come back on the stage. The two of them walk in front of Tanja and put something down. It was an enormous layered cake! It had frosting on the outside and some whip cream. It was neatly cut into twelve pieces. Tanja looks up in confusion, meanwhile the girl that just talked to her picked up slice of the cake. And offers it to Tanja. Tanja just stares at it and then at the girl.
“Don’t worry” The girl says sounding kind, like she was actually trying to comfort Tanja “All you have to do is sit here and eat.”
She smiles friendly at Tanja and then stares back into the audience. Those girls probably had no clue that Tanja was a prisoner, they thought she was just nervous for this performance. Tanja wasn’t really hungry since she had a gut bursting dinner before she left. Somehow she felt pressured into joining in on the act. Mostly because she knew that Constantine would not hesitate to put her on two months of punishment regime. Tanja opens her mouth and the girl gently shoves the cake in allowing her to take a bite. The cake was rich, not very tasty, but the person who made it obviously put in a way too much butter and sugar. Tanja chews and swallows, then she feels someone pinch her belly. She looks to the other side and sees that the other girls is also holding up a slice. She raises her eyebrows up and down twice and then forces the slice between Tanja’s lips. The other girl gets her attention by rubbing her belly. Tanja looks and sees that the next bite is already being offered. She takes another bite and feels the crumbs fall between her cleavage. Before she swallowed the other girl already presses the next bite to her lips. While the girl that comforted her seemed kind and careful. The other one, on the left side of her, was more forceful. The girl on the left got a bit of whip cream on her hand. She smiles and wipes it on Tanja’s soft thighs. The girl on the right side puts her hand on Tanja’s cheek and guides her attention to her.
“It’s all part of the act” She says over the bass. She then offers Tanja the last bites of her slice and picks up a new slice. “She is the bad and rough one, I am the gentle one.”
At that moment the other girl grabs hold of Tanja’s cheeks and forces her to look at her. She crams the slice she was holding between Tanja’s lips, making most of it fall besides her mouth. Smearing her face. The girl pats Tanja’s belly and nods at the audience.

The feeding continues like this for a while, each time the girls feed her one after the other. Sometimes they prod her belly flab, other times they pinch and shake it. The whole act seemed to be centered around accentuating her fat. The first two slices where gone fast. The next two a little bit less. Slice five and six where starting to get tough and things were starting to get messy. Tanja’s belly was covered in sugary stains. There were crumbs everywhere and even the two skinny girls had messy hands now. Tanja had just finished slice seven and the girl to her left side jams most of slice eight into her mouth as well. It seemed like the two skinny girls gave her a small break. They put their hands on Tanja’s bulging gut and massage it softly. Meanwhile Tanja can pick up some of the things that are being said in the audience, she can’t see them only hear them:
“Man, what a pig she is really going to manage to eat that entire cake” she hears one of them say
“Well she got fat for a reason” Someone responds

“At least she has a nice fat ass, I like that” A raspy voice says from a different corner.
“Man a girl like that is only going to get fatter and fatter” A voice responds “So that ass of hers will only inflate further, she will crush you eventually if she sits on your lap.”
“What a way to go!” The raspy voice responds and the sound of glasses being toasted can be heard.

“She looks a bit like that girl from the enemy newspapers…. Tanja van something” A man says from a different table, slurring his words.
“You are obviously drunk… That Tanja girl is a hot” Someone responds “She looks like she just eats a tub of lard every day. What a fat cow”

“Not gonna lie fellows, I am a sucker for a big girl” A young man says at another table.
“You hear that boys? John would rail the fatty!” Someone responds and laughter erupts “Not me give me one of those skinny girls. You know that have a little self-control.”

The music changes again, speeding up and seeming louder than before. The girls look at the DJ booth and nod at each other. They both pick up two slices and kneel down next to her. Tanja looks at them and dreads what is about to happen. She has to take a bite from each of the first two slices. Then the more forceful one makes sure her cheeks are completely stuffed by pushing in two bites of her slices as well. It takes a minute for Tanja to clear her mouth. She moans and puts a hand on her stomach. There isn’t much time to rest tough. The forceful girl stuffs her cheeks full with the remainder of slice nine. Showing the audience she only has one slice in her hand left. She uses her free hand to jiggle Tanja’s belly again. Causing Tanja to display a pained expression. The other girl makes her eat two bites again and rubs her belly. Tanja clears her mouth again and stifles a burp. The other girl pats her stomach and holds slice ten in front of her. She pokes her finger into Tanja’s belly flab, making sure that everyone can see how far into the soft fat she can poke. Tanja winches, but then the next slice is forced in her mouth. She chews slow and the girl on her left stands up behind her. Slowly but surely the gentler of the two girls feeds her slice eleven. And eventually twelve.

“Gentleman!” The DJ takes over “Please give a loud applause for this exclusive performance. Give it up for Candy, Butters and TINA!”
The crowd gives its cheers just like the other performances. The skinny girls help Tanja up and they walk off stage. Just before they leave one of the girls slaps Tanja’s sizable ass, making it jiggle even more and leaving a red imprint. Once they enter the brightly lighted backstage area. The two girls turn around.
“That was great! They loved it!” One of them says and hugs Tanja. Tanja just feels dazzled and her stomach hurts.
“I was scared that you wouldn’t be able to eat it all, but thankfully you have a trained stomach or something” The other says.
“See it is not all about being skinny or sexy” The kind girl continues “These men just want to see a show and we gave them exactly that.”
The two girls seemed honestly proud and Tanja almost felt like they were actually a nice team.
“Ladies, I have to talk to Tanja now” Constantine interrupts from behind. The two girls look at him, then they notice his insignia. Their facial expression changes into a worried one and they quickly disperse. “Good job Tanja, you did fine. The general was pleased with how things are going. Now it is time to go back.”
For a second Tanja thinks about fighting, but she knew that in her current state that would be no use. She follows Constantine and wishes to never return to the Red Doll club.

-4 weeks later-
Tanja was eating her breakfast, she felt slightly nervous. Making her eat faster and maybe even more than usual. Her weigh in this morning had her coming in at 246 pounds. She was five pounds heavier than the week before. Which meant that this was the second week that she had gained 5 pounds. This meant that she was eating more than ever before and now had a steady increase of 5 pounds per week. Tanja’s mind felt hazy when she tried to comprehend this. Every single week, 5 pounds of nothing but fat will find its way to her thighs, butt, belly, breasts or somewhere else on her body. The second thing that worried her was that her butt had reached a size where she felt it hang slightly off the edge of her chair. Tanja stuffs her mouth full of bacon as she thinks of this. She never thought her hips would ever be wider than the seating of the chair. It wasn’t a lot, but it was the remark that Cindy made yesterday that worried her.
“Hmmm your butt is starting to become really big” She had said “I wonder how much space it will need once you are even fatter”
Even fatter! She was already too fat to be a soldier any more. Hell she was obese, she wasn’t even sure if they made combat outfits in her size. Another mouth full of greasy bacon makes it’s way to her stomach. Mindlessly she stuffs her mouth full of the fattening meat again and continues her thoughts. Clothing was something that was also bothering Tanja. The pair of panties, which had been way too large when she got them. Where now perfectly stretched over Tanja’s round bottom. Keeping in mind that she will still be forced to gain weight, meant that she had to ask even bigger ones at one point. This was something that Tanja was not looking forward to, and she will postpone this as much as possible. The shirt still had a little bit of room left for her belly to expand. Though it hugged her figure quite tight, it did still cover her entire top half. Cindy drops some pancakes on Tanja’s plate and drenches them in syrup. Tanja looks up for a second, picks up her knife and fork and starts eating them. She was unconsciously starting to get used to Cindy setting out the food she had to eat next. After ten more minutes of continuously binging rich breakfast foods Tanja was starting to feel an all too familiar feeling now. The feeling of her stomach being full. She also knew that Cindy would be eager to make sure she would eat until she really couldn’t fit another bite into her stomach.

“I just don’t understand” Tanja says leaning back in her chair comforting her bloated belly.
“Hmmmm?” Cindy responds while she scrapes some pancake remains together, drags it trough the syrup and holds it to Tanja’s lips.
“I don’t…. understand…. You” Tanja says taking bites in between, chewing slowly before continuing “You didn’t have to stay with the enemy. You could have been with your comrades and eventually they would have send you back home, back to your family…. Why would you do this?..... I mean you must also feel that this is wrong….making a person fatter.”
Cindy stops with what she was doing and stares at the chunks of bacon that she was scraping together.
“Go back? Back into the army….never” Cindy says monotone “I fought in the army for a year already…. Lost everyone…. The sleepless nights…. The sounds….. I am never going back to that!”
Cindy continues loading the fork with more meat and she has something feverish about the way she moves.
“There is always a next battle…. A next enemy… or whatever….but not for me! I am done!” Cindy looks at Tanja, Tanja sees that she is breathing heavily and she has an odd look in her eyes. “I am never going back to a front line again. Not for the Republic not for the States! And if that means I have to fatten that ass of yours up, so be it! If making you heavier and heavier is keeping me away from that… I will do it. If they want me to stuff you until you are so fucking fat that you rival the weight of three girls. I will do that! But I am not ever going back again!”
Cindy stuffs the fork forcefully into Tanja’s mouth and immediately starts filling again. Tanja felt anxious, Cindy was more dangerous than she had anticipated.
“The fatter you get… the better for me” Cindy says calmer “As for Constantine… He has his own reasons for all of this.”
“What do you mean?” Tanja asks, not sure if she wanted to hear the answer “He is doing this for his propaganda stuff right?”
“That is just one of the reasons and his way to sell this whole operation to his superiors” Cindy says with a smile “But he has a personal reason as well”
“Tell me” Tanja orders
“Perhaps tonight” Cindy says calmly starting to clean the table “And only if you do something for me.”
“Like what” Tanja asks.
“You will see” Cindy says leaving Tanja to comfort her over stuffed stomach.

-Same day, the end of the evening-
Tanja had been waiting for Cindy to start talking the entire day, but so far she had said nothing useful. Now it was the end of the evening, meaning a two hour relaxed snack session. This wasn’t the worst of the day. Tanja was allowed to sit in a nice chair, read a bit and meanwhile she had to eat the snacks that were provided. Right now she was working her way through a small tub of ice cream. On the table in front of her were wrappers from chocolate candy bars and an empty box that used to contain candy. Though Tanja hated the idea of growing even fatter, she did like this moment of the day. Nothing but comfort food and a good book to distract her from thoughts about her increasing body weight. She hears Cindy’s boots and looks up from her book. Cindy stood in front of her with a naughty smile.
“I thought of my request” Cindy said “You know how it is beneficial for me when you get fatter. So how about this… during snack time at the end of the day. You also eat this.”
Cindy presented a stick of butter on a silver plate and waited for Tanja’s response. Tanja’s first response was revulsion, but she had to get to know more about Constantine. If she wanted to escape she had to know as much about her enemy as she could.
“For how long?” Tanja asked.
“Ehmmmm… Two weeks” Cindy says thinking. She puts the butter down and leaves again. When she returns later with more snacks, half of the butter is gone. Cindy smiles and puts the snacks down. Leaving the fat redhead to her activity of eating and reading.

-Two weeks later-
Tanja’s weight was approaching the 260 pounds, her weigh in a weak ago had her at 251. And tomorrows weigh in would probably be just over 256 pounds. Yet Tanja had something else on her mind as she finishes the last bit of butter. She had completed Cindy’s ridiculous request. It had been quite disgusting and Tanja would have never imagined her just eating butter, but it was done. She hears Cindy walking. Cindy stops next to her and drops a newspaper onto Tanja’s thick thighs.
“What is this?” Tanja asks, then she notices that this is an old newspaper from her own army. The Republics Star, it was called.
“Read the first article on the next page” Cindy says.
Tanja turns the page and immediately a picture spread over two newspaper pages grabs her attention. It was an old picture of her, still skinny back then, with in the back ground a burning city. She was standing with her rifle in her hand and grenades on her belt. Tanja remembers the picture, high command had been very keen on her posing in front of the city. This while she had not been in any battle near the city. The title of the article shouted from the pages in big black letters: “The angel of the republic burns out the Rats!” In the article Tanja is quoted to have said that burning the city down was the only way to get rid of the enemy. Tanja looks up in confusion.
“Remember the whole thing about Constantine having a daughter, But not anymore?” Cindy says solemn. “The Republic never gave the citizens an opportunity to leave the city… Constantine lost his daughter there, and then the planes dropped these newspapers as propaganda. Ever since he has properly held you responsible for what happened.”
Tanja feels stunned and Cindy turns away.
“War is a terrible thing” She says emotionless “Now sleep…. You have more eating to do tomorrow.”

-One week later-
Tanja opens her eyes, she blinks a couple of times against the bright light of the cell. When it was time for her to wake up, the lights got turned on and there were a couple of loud bangs on the door. Tanja throws the sheets of her, but keeps laying down for a bit. She swings her hand from her side to her belly and lets it rest there. This was all still so surreal. She gently closes her hand into a grasp and squeezes the soft fat that is now piled on her stomach. She looks at her hand and is annoyed that she can actually see her belly bulging out even though she is lying down. While she is staring down like this she notices another thing. Her breasts have gotten quite big. She never had a big bust, modest B cups at most, but now her big plump breasts would struggle to fit into a 36 double D. Tanja sat up straight and felt her belly create folds and spill onto her lap. Her belly fat was comfortably resting on her round thighs. Tanja looks down. Her hips are wide there was no denying that. And her thighs where matching big. All in all Tanja was quite pear shaped. All in all Tanja was…. Getting quite fat. With a sigh and more effort than she would like she gets up. She readjusts her panties as they have crept up between her large buttocks and gets dressed. The panties, are too small. They didn’t cover up her butt properly and they dug deep into her milky white sides, leaving red marks when she took them off. Her bra, made her breasts spill over at the top. She has outgrown all her shirts as well now. The smallest ones made it hard to breath, the biggest one was skin tight. It showed the outline of her belly and had a dimple at where her bellybutton was. Getting her jeans over her ass was an absolute struggle. It involved some jumping and wiggling and emphasized the amount of jiggling pounds of fat that are on her body now. The jeans couldn’t be buttoned and the zipper was also down all the way nowadays. Yet she was too proud to ask for new clothes this time. She would not be able to bare to look at the smug look Cindy had when she asked it. Or how Cindy would comment on the clothing. Tanja looks at her reflection for a bit, posing like she is taking a picture.
“Fuck I am getting fat” She eventually says grabbing her muffin top trough her shirt. She shakes it, it was heavy and soft. Her stomach growls, indicating it’s desire for food. Tanja shakes her head and makes her way to Constantine’s office. Today was a weigh in day, and she was pretty sure that she finished another one of these ridiculous phases.

Tanja had been right, she had passed phase four. With a weight of 261 pounds, she had reached a BMI of 40.9. She had been gaining five pounds per week for the past weeks now.
“Third level obesity or morbid obesity is the medical term” Constantine says “Very good, that just means that you are making great progress.”
“So now what?” Tanja says half knowing the answer.
“Now we enter the next phase” Constantine responds while he writes down Tanja’s highest weight so far. “In fact I will tell you about phase five and six. In phase five we want you to breach the 300 pounds. So you just need to gain 39 more and that is already done.”
“Just 39?” Tanja asks annoyed.
“Well considering you are already over 139 pounds fatter. 39 pounds should be easy for you” Constantine says, waving off Tanja’s response. “Now phase six will require a little more, the goal for phase six is tripling your original weight. So that will be any weight over 366 pounds.”
Constantine sits down and looks at Tanja as if he just explained something nice.
“366…. Pounds?” Tanja says faint “You guys are really trying to turn me into a fucking whale? I’ll be huge!”
“Not a whale, just very, very fat” Constantine responds with a laugh at Tanja’s overexcretion. “And think of it like this, you’ve already become quite a big lady. All you have to do is get bigger.”
Tanja’s eyes spew hate at the officer in front of her. Constantine does not seem to care about this, no it is almost as if he enjoys it?
“Cindy would you mind explaining your plan?” Constantine says, not breaking eye contact with Tanja.
“Yes, sir. Tanja, I asked the commander to grant you a little favor since you have been doing fine so far.” Cindy starts getting a confused look from Tanja. “I purposed that you would be allowed to use the exercise yard the hour before your dinner.”
“The exercise yard?” Tanja says excited, like going there would solve all her problems.
“Yes, but there are two conditions” Cindy responds holding up two fingers. “The first is, you have to be guarded which will be done by me. The second is that your snacks will have to be taken outside as well, like usual. And you have to drink one shake.”
“….snacks? and what shake?” Tanja asks suspicious.
“A weight gain shake, consisting of a lot of butter, cream, sugar and weight gain powder” Constantine reacts “Failing to drink this shake more than two times will result in a punishment.”
“But…. I will be allowed to exercise?” Tanja inquires.
“Yes, as long as the shake and the snacks are gone at the end. You are free to do whatever you want during this hour in the yard” Constantine responds “But only then! And there is no talking with other inmates in the yard, even if they talk to you. If you do not obey this, Punishment will follow.”
Tanja hesitates, she looks at Cindy and then at Constantine.
“Al right…. deal” She says finally. Inside she was glad, she finally could go somewhere else than that damned feeding room!
“Then it is concluded, I will arrange the paperwork and you can get started on your breakfast. Cindy already laid it out for you” Constantine says as he points to the door.
Tanja looks around one more time and then leaves for her breakfast. Constantine and Cindy watch her walk out. The obese redhead waddling to her next meal.
“Seems like you were right” Constantine says after Cindy has closed the door behind Tanja “She accepted it. And you are sure that shake will work?”
“Trust me Captain” Cindy replies with a proud smile “That shake will compensate any exercise done by her in three fold. And besides, I don’t think that Tanja has realized how hard exercise can be at her current size.”

-later that day-
Tanja feels excited, she is standing in front of a large iron gate. A buzzer sounds and Tanja steps into the exercise yard, Cindy following behind her. Cindy carries a rather large bag of chips and a half a liter sports bottle with the weight gain shake inside. The yard consists of one big square surrounded by building. The square is then subdivided in four where Tanja is now in the largest one. In the second largest one at the other side of the square some other inmates are walking rounds, watched over by a guard.
“I will put your chips here” Cindy says as she puts the bag on a small iron bench in the middle of the yard. “And you can just hold the shake and zip from it whenever you want.”
Tanja takes the shake and almost wants to thank Cindy for it, but she snaps out of her day dreaming in time. Tanja thinks for a second as she takes the first zip. She makes a disgusted face and looks at the shake, it was even thicker than what they fed her through the feeding machine!
“Focus!” She thinks, shaking her head “I have to optimize this….. I will do some army exercises! …let’s see if I remember correct. I need the once that burn the most calories, so I’ll start with…. 30 jumping jacks then 30 to 50 squats, situps, pushups. She will do it all again! But I should warm up with a bit of jogging.”
Tanja looks around the yard, it wasn’t too big. So lets say seven to ten rounds? She took a sip and confident she stepped to the edge of the yard. She started of a jogging tempo, however it didn’t take long before she realized things were different. The first was she felt much, much slower. The second was everything on her body jiggled and she felt her belly rise and then softly bounce back. The third thing was that she was already tired after the first round. After the second round she was already out of breath and by the third round she was just walking.
“I guess sitting on your butt and doing nothing but eating for the past months takes its toll on your condition” Cindy says taunting “And I guess gaining almost 140 pounds of fat also makes it easier.”
Tanja ignores her, she was trying to demoralize. Tanja was a soldier however and she still had some of her iron discipline, so she continues her exercise. She tries running another lap, but soon gives up on that.
“Don’t forget your snacks” Cindy says rattling the back of chips “Remember what the captain said”
Tanja opens the bag and while she tries to catch her breath she eats the chips. After three handfuls and another couple of zips of the shake she decides to continue. She can’t help but feel a bit self-conscious as the other inmates in the yard are obviously staring. It must be a strange sight to see the obese woman struggling to do a simple run and then stuffing her face with potato chips. But Tanja had no time to think about them, she had to continue!

Confident she steps into the middle of the yard and prepares herself for the jumping jacks. She spreads her legs an notices that the top of thighs are still rubbing against each other. Even though her legs are a bit apart now. She spreads her arms and feels the shirt rise, revealing the bottom half of her doughy belly. Tanja blushes, but closes her eyes and tries to concentrate. She starts doing the jumping. Yet again she is overtaken by how much effort it costs!
“Seven…eight” Tanja says panting, but she can’t continue. She bends over and takes her time to catch her breath again. Fuck! Only eight!? This was pathetic! But she could not let them win, on to squats! Tanja takes a broad stand and bends, feeling her leg muscles tremble. Her upper muscles are obviously not used to hoisting her 261 pounds figure up and down like this. And they start to hurt after three already. The pants Tanja is wearing also cut deep into her hips each time she bends over, but she must continue. Tanja slows down when she did six squats, she catches her thoughts and decides to push for another one. She bends down and suddenly.
*RIP*
A loud ripping sound can be heard and Tanja feels a rush of fresh air go past her buttocks. She stands there frozen for a second before slowly getting up.
“Did you….. did you just rip your pants?” Cindy says snickering as she looks at Tanja’s large ass. Pale meat pushes trough the tear in the back. “I guess I will order new ones…. Oh and you have fifteen minutes left to finish the snacks and the shake.”
Tanja turns deep red and starts eating from the chips. She clears it in one sitting before addressing Cindy. The inmates at the other end of the yard were looking puzzled at the obese woman, stuffing her face in a prison yard.
“I also need new panties…. Bigger panties” She says soft.
“Oh… Did they….also?” Cindy asks, having trouble keeping her laugh in. Tanja nods while she runs her finger past the snapped elastic band of her panties. Never in her life did she think she would be so fat to actually rip her panties.
“And I guess we might as well order some bigger shirts too, since these will not last long” Cindy continues “Now ten more minutes, then it is time for dinner.”
Tanja slowly empties the shake and after ten minutes they leave for dinner again. Cindy’s plan had worked perfectly.

-Two weeks later-
Constantine had kept the exercise hour in for Tanja. Even though Tanja did little exercising during the hour. At most she tried jogging some laps, but this was usually a bit of a pathetic attempted. Besides she needed quite some time to finish the snacks and shake in time. Tanja cursed herself, she walked right into Cindy’s trap. The exercise hour was a complete sham, just a trick to make her stuff herself even faster. The latest exercise hour saw Tanja doing a bad attempt at a jog for one round. Then two rounds of walking. After that Tanja plopped her fat ass on the iron bench and spend the rest of the time eating and drinking her shake.

It was 22:00 (10 pm), which meant that Cindy would be entering the feeding room any time now to set out her snacks. Normally Tanja would be reading something in her comfortable chair, but now she was not. She was just sitting there contemplating how she failed her own exercise plan. She could barely do some light exercise and meanwhile she had to eat to fatten herself up even more. Another thing than kept her mind from reading was that she was actually hungry, her stomach demanded food. The door behind Tanja opens and she hears the cursed squeaking of the wheels of the cart. She roles the cart next to a small table, which was next to the chair Tanja was sitting in.
“I got something new for you to try” Cindy says as she puts the first of two over filled plates on the table “It’s a some nice and big pork sausage, covered in a special batter and then deep fried. I’m sure you’ll love it”
Tanja looks at the crispy, greasy and above all fat filled snack. But this time she doesn’t start eating straight away.
“Something the matter?” Cindy inquires as she also puts a bottle of sugar filled soda next to the drink.
“I…. I don’t want it” Tanja says soft.
“What do you mean?” Cindy says confused.
“I don’t want to eat it…. Or anything like that” Tanja says in a brittle voice. “I really don’t want to get even fatter. I mean I already weigh 2-…..”
“200 and 71 point 8” Cindy interrupts “I know yeah”
“And you don’t think that is fat!?” Tanja says loud, holding back her tears “You’ve seen me in the yard! I can barely do any exercises anymore at this size!”
“I saw it, and you are indeed fat” Cindy says her voice turning cold “But you know you will get much fatter. That belly of yours will grow rounder, your butt even bigger and hell maybe your boobs even grow more”
Cindy kneels down in front of Tanja and looks her in her eyes.
“We both know you still have many pounds of fat more to gain” Cindy says as she picks up one of the fried sausages and holds it in front of Tanja “And we both know it is better for you if you just keep eating. Else…. It will be the punishment regime for two months. So what is it going to be? Are you going to refuse to eat or will you eat like…. You know big girl”
Cindy smirks a little at the ‘big girl remark’ and Tanja’s thoughts race. But as soon as she thinks of the feeding machine, Gaia, she has made her decision. She slowly takes a bite of the sausage and chews the greasy morsel.
“Very good” Cindy says calm, getting up again “You just worry about eating as much as you possible can. All other things are out of your control”
Cindy gets behind the cart and leaves again. Leaving Tanja behind to eat her snacks.

-A few weeks later-
Tanja was walking in on her breakfast and eyes the enormous size of the meal in front of her. Back in Tanja’s skinny days a bit of oatmeal and piece of fruit would have been all she ate in the morning. Perhaps on a nice Sunday morning with her family she would eat a croissant with some egg. The breakfast that she was forced to eat everyday put her previous breakfasts to shame. Tanja sits down and feels her ass spread over the edge of the seat. She looks at the dishes and sighs. No more oatmeal and a single piece of fruit. Today she had to consume two stacks of pancakes drenched in butter, a full plate of bacon and eggs, five slices of toast with butter, A plate with different sweets like muffins and cookies and to wash it all down a tall glass of full fat milk and a glass of sugar loaded fruit juice. Tanja’s stomach growls and she starts eating, not to long ago she would never be able to even eat half of this. Months of stretching her stomach however had created an enormous increase in capacity.

“So are you nervous about tomorrow?” Cindy asks as she takes away some empty plates and pushes the glass of milk towards Tanja.
“What do you mean?” Tanja asks as she pops the last bit of a muffin in her mouth.
“Well like your last weigh in you weighed 299 pounds, just short of your goal of 300 pounds” Cindy explains “Tomorrow you have your next weigh in, and as you have been eating well I expect you to race past the 300 pounds. Besides doesn’t feel a bit weird? Weighing over 300 pounds is huge, I mean 200 pounds for a girl is already quite heavy. But 300? That is a next level.”
Cindy’s talking make Tanja feel slightly nervous. Unconsciously she picks up one of the cookies and takes three big bites while she thinks.
“Ah well I guess we will see tomorrow” Cindy says simple as she wheels out the dirty dishes.

-Next day-
Something that bothers Tanja especially when she is feeling self-conscious about her increased size, is some sounds. For example Tanja noticed that since a few weeks some of the floorboards in Constantine’s office creak when she walks over them. They are silent however when Cindy passes over them. Or how her bed seems to make more sounds as she lies down and slowly gets heavier. But the one she hated the most was the miserable metallic sound the scale made as she stepped on it. Tanja takes a deep breath and moves her obese figure on to the scale. The metallic sound and the read out appears. Tanja steps back because she can’t see the numbers while standing on the scale. The bulging amount of fat on her stomach preventing that.
“305 pounds captain” Cindy proclaims satisfied “A stable gain of 6 pounds per week”
“That means another phase done. Good work Cindy” Constantine says from behind his desk “On to your next one Tanja. Triple your original weight at 366 pounds”
Tanja feels faint again, she was now officially a 300 pound lady… and she was only going to get bigger.