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     Jason  Garrett  was a very wealthy, and lonely  man.   Years 

ago  his wife had left him for "mental cruelty."  He  had  wanted 

her  to  stop  looking like Twiggy and have some  shape  on  her.  

With   a  smart  lawyer she turned that into a  case.   That  was 

twenty  years  ago.  His one real love was Alyce,  his  daughter.  

She was the "apple of his eye" and he would do anything for her.  

Unfortunately,  she was as willful and as slavish to  fashion  as 

her  mother  ever was.  Now she was asking him  to  do  something 

illegal for her!



     Alyce  was  in  the Miss Galaxy pageant  and  she  would  be 

assured of winning were it not for Laura Nelson.  This  girl  had 

beauty,  brains, wit, personality, and a perfect model's  figure.  

Beverly, the ex, had just left with Alyce.  They wanted him to do 

something to Laura so her days in beauty pageants would be  over.  

Beverely, fiendish as always, had suggested some kind of maiming.  

Jason   talked   them  into  something   else   less   permanent.  

Reluctantly, he put the plan into motion.



     Laura  was driving down a quiet lane.  She had just  stopped 

for a light when a man ran  up and shoved a cloth over her  face.  

She struggled vainly and lost consciousness.



     Laura  awoke  in a beautiful room overlooking a  fairy  tale 

garden.   She was dressed in a diaphanous garment.  She  explored 

the area and panicked.  There was no way out!  As lovely as  this 

setting  was, it was a prison!  The room had many books,  mostly 

romantic  trash.   Strangely,  on  several  tables  were  various 

cakes,  pastries, and candies.  The  scent of lilacs blew  in  on 

the  gentle,  breeze, along with the aromas  of  sumptuous  meals 

being prepared.... somewhere.  Hours passed.  Laura read a  book.  

She was getting hungry.  She hadn't had a piece of cake in weeks, 

and  it did smell good.  She took a small piece.  That  satisfied 

her  and  she  returned to her book.   The  afternoon  found  her 

reading, with a glass of wine and a piece of candy in her  hand.  

On  the floor was the uneaten half of the quiche that  had  been 

slid  under  her door.  The days passed, with no one for  her  to 

talk to and nowhere to go.



     Laura  had  known  from  the beginning  that  she  had  been 

kidnaped,  and she expected to meet her captors, but as the  days 

passed and no one came to talk to her, she began to freak.    She 

had thoughts that she  had actually died and this was  Hell,   or 

at  least, purgatory.  By the third day the mind numbing  boredom 

was  more  than she could stand.  Screaming madly, she  tried  to 

climb  the  garden wall, but it was too high  and  smooth.   She 

collapsed  at the base, sobbing and exhausted.  On a TV  monitor, 

Jason observed his prisoner.  He admired her mental strength  for 

holding  out this long.  In spite of the snacks  available,  with 

little else to do, she had resisted using food to fill her  empty 

existence.  Regrettably, Jason had to break that resolve.   Laura 

wandered  back and collapsed onto her bed.  She was soon  asleep.  

Silently, the doors and windows slid shut.  From several vents in 

the floor, an acrid smoke wafted into the room.  If she had  been 

awake, she would have recognized the scent as marijuana.  By  the 

time the smoke forced her to wakefulness, it was too late.   She 

was stoned out of her mind!  She drifted in a pleasant stupor for 

several  hours and then she got the munchies!  She was  ravenous, 

and  the  drug  had  weakened her  mental  discipline.   She  ate 

everything  in  the room and once again drifted off into  a  drug 

tormented sleep.  Jason kept her like this for the next week. 



     Laura stayed high for the next week.  Thanks to the  effect 

of the marijuana, she ate constantly, then would sleep for hours.  

One  week  later  she  didn't look  much  like  a  "Miss  Galaxy" 

contestant.  Her complexion was pale, her eyes had dark rings and 

bags  around  them, her speech was slurred  and she had a  slight 

tummy, the result of the twelve pounds she had gained.  Worst  of 

all,  she  was an emotional wreck, a broken shell of  her  former 

self.   She would do anything to get out of this place.  That  is 

when  the  messages started, notes found around the  room.   They

said,  "...finish your dinner, like a good girl, and  you  will 

get out soon."  Laura was confused and frightened enough to obey.  

The  meals  being slid under her door became larger  every  day.  

The trays of cakes and candies became larger.  As the days turned 

to weeks, Laura grew larger.  The physical and mental  discipline 

that  had made her a winner was crushed.  She was  becoming  fat 

and lazy.



     Two  months after her arrival, Laura was changed girl.   Her 

tight aerobicized thighs and ass were soft and flabby.  Her pert, 

firm 34B bust was now a 38C and drooping, thanks to her  constant 

bralessness.   The 53 pounds she had gained had given her  a  big 

belly  and  broad ass.  Her face was fuller, with  chubby  cheeks 

and the start of a second chin.  However, the biggest change  was 

to  her mind.  The boredom had broken her spirit.  She now  spent 

her  whole  day on her fat ass, reading and snacking.   They  had 

began  to leave her fashion magazines, for FAT WOMEN!  Laura  had 

given  up  on herself.  She WAS a fat woman, and she  could  feel 

herself growing fatter and fatter.  She was FAT and UGLY!  No one 

would  want  her now.  She was happy to be locked  away,  out  of 

sight.   Jason  could see the change in her as  he  watched  the 

monitor.  He was ready for the next part of her transformation.



     For the first time in weeks, the windows slid silently  shut 

so as not to wake the sleeping Laura.  Once again clouds of acrid 

smoke filled the room.  Laura began to have weird, erotic dreams.  

She  saw  penises squirt ice cream.  The  these  giant   genitals 

entered her.  The feeling of being stuffed was INCREDIBLE!   They 

pumped ice cream into her, making her fatter by the minute.   Her 

clothes  ripped  off and she trembled in orgasm after  orgasm  as 

her breasts shot loads of whipped cream into the air.



     The doctor inserting a needle into her arm didn't know  what 

was  making  her moan so lustily, but soon she was out  cold.   A 

machine  was wheeled in.  Long shiny needles were slid  into  her 

belly,  long  hoses leading back to the  fiendish  device.   More 

needles were inserted into her heaving bosom.  The doctor  nodded 

his head and it began to hum.  Fat was sucked from her stomach, 

mixed  with  collagen,  and then re-inserted  into  her  breasts.  

Hours  passed, her stomach and waist getting smaller,  while  her 

tits got bigger and BIGGER!.



     The  rays of morning sunshine and the sounds of  birds  woke 

Laura  up from her troubled slumber.  She sat up.  It  was  very 

hard  for her to do.  The birds suddenly flew from the  trees  as 

Laura's  screams pierced the morning air.  She was dressed  in  a 

snug bustier. Garters held fishnet stocking in place, and on  her 

feet  were  shining  patent leather high heel  pumps  with  ankle 

straps,  the straps each having a small gold  lock.   But  that 

wasn't why she screamed.  Overnight her breasts had become  HUGE!  

Her flabby 38D bumps were now grotesquely over-inflated  balloons 

that  covered  her  chest from collarbone to  the  end  of  her 

sternum.   And they were so HEAVY!.  She struggled  clumsily  to 

her feet.  She had a hard time keeping her balance.   Supporting 

herself  on  furniture, she made her way to  the  mirror.   She 

couldn't  see her feet anymore.  Her hair and face had been  made 

up  quite elegantly, as were her nails.  She couldn't  get  over 

it.  Her chest seemed to extend to the horizon.  These shoes made 

it  very  hard to walk, but the locks prevented  their  removal.  

She  felt  a chill.  Damn!  She hadn't noticed that  she  didn't 

have  any panties!  Just then she heard a click and  the  door 

opened.   Laura  was elated.  For the first time  in  months  she 

could leave this awful room. But what waited beyond?  She  didn't 

care.  Stoically, she pointed her enormous bosom towards the door 

and stumbled out into the hallway.



     As Laura had suspected, the rest of the house was even  more 

opulent than where she had been imprisoned.  But it was  strange, 

too.   Amid all the beautiful furnishings were  erotic  paintings 

and  statuary.    All the men were handsome,  in  a  conventional 

Greek-god  sort  of  way,  but all the  women  were  fat!   She 

examined  room after room, each one filled with images  of  lust.  

On  the TV's pornographic films, all featuring fat females.   She 

had  to sit down.  Her newly enlarged tits were making  her  back 

ache  terribly.   The house was still her prison,  because  she 

could  find no way out.  She had considered climbing  the  walls.  

She  looked down at herself.  But with THESE tits,  her  climbing 

days were over. Besides, those pictures were making her hot.  She 

took  a donut from one of several nearby trays and began  to  eat 

it,  sensiously licking the jelly out of it.  She  had  never 

been so horny in her life!



     Jason  had  been  preparing for  this  moment  for  months.  

Every  day  he worked out in his private gym.  He was  in  the 

best  shape of his life.  His muscles were hard and  pumped,  his 

stomach  was a washboard.  He flexed and surveyed his  nude  form 

one  last time.  He was ready.  He entered the room  where  Laura 

sat.   She gazed at his nakedness. Jason noticed that fear  was 

NOT her first reaction.  Good.  Laura was struggling to her  feet 

in  a useless attempt to get away.  Jason stood before her.   He 

placed  a  hand  on  her shoulder and  with  only  the  slightest 

pressure,  sent the top-heavy young woman flat on her  back.   He 

smiled  as  she struggled like a turtle, because he cold  see  a 

glimmer  of  wetness between her now plump thighs.   Laura  had 

never  felt so utterly helpless in her life, and she was  shocked 

at how excited she was.  Jason took a jelly donut and smeared  it 

on  his  thick penis, then he shoved it into  her  mouth.   Laura 

licked and swallowed as she knew she must.  Jason moved down  and 

placed  his  swollen  organ against her vulva.   Laura  began  to 

whimper.  She was a virgin and it was very important to her.  She 

felt  an  exquisitely  erotic  flash of  pain  and  suddenly  her 

virginity  was  also a thing of the past.  Jason  pumped  slowly, 

methodically,  perfectly  attuned to her new  found  needs.   She 

wanted  to hate this, but she couldn't.  She felt too good.   She 

began  to  feel wanton as her emotions took over.   Faster  and 

deeper he fucked her, releasing months and years of pent-up lust.  

After  what seemed like hours she trembled from her  first  real 

orgasm.  She was his totally, completely his.  



     Over  the next days Jason pampered her.  She was  kept  well 

fed  and  VERY well fucked.  Her body responded in the  only  way 

possible.  Each day she grew bigger and fatter.  By now she liked 

it.   After another week Jason removed the locks on  her  shoes.  

They weren't needed.  She was too fat and busty to run anymore, a 

ponderous waddle was the best she could do.  Besides, with all of 

her  primal needs being satisfied completely, she didn't want  to 

leave.  Ancient instincts came into play and she wanted, NO,  she 

NEEDED to breed with this man.



     It  was  four  months later.  Jason was  watching  the  Miss 

Galaxy Pageant.  As expected, Alyce was a finalist.  He was  sure 

his  Ex-wife  would have a fit when Alyce came in second  to  the 

slightly plumper girl from Arkansas.  Money and power were a  TWO 

edged  sword.  His ex never understood that.  Laura came in  from 

the  bathroom.  She was waddling, as a 311 pound woman  tends  to 

do, with her hands on back, trying vainly to support her 74  inch 

bust.   Jason smiled.  These last months had been the  best  of 

his life.  His new wife slid her naked body onto the bed  beside 

him.  Since she had gotten so big in the chest, moving around was 

too  difficult,  so she was content to sit and eat all  day.   Of 

course, their sex got better and better.  Laura was much  rounder 

now  that she was pregnant.  They both loved to rub  lotion  onto 

her expanding baby belly.  They planned to have a big family.  At 

long last, both had found peace.  THE END





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