“Look at her! Look at what you’ve done to her! She was an athlete when she went off to college, 130lbs at most!”
Your GF and you are visiting her moms house and her mom is justifiably horrified at the size of her daughter. You met her freshmen year and have spent the past 4 years fattening her like an absolute hog. This past year she’s gained way more than the prior 3 and her moms finally put it together that you’re enabling/encouraging her.
“And now you tell me she hasn’t been to class all year, and she hasn’t graduated! What has she done all year? Eat? Because by the looks if her that is all she’s done, she’s a whale!”
She couldn’t be more on the nose with that one. Your porker got too lazy, and was often to stuffed, to waddle to classes, so most the time she just didnt. A few failed classes later and she had no choice but to drop out. What followed was a year of her being beached on your couch or bed, stuffing herself silly. The shame of being such a fatass that she dropped out, combined with her fetish for being fattened and helpless, and you constantly providing her food, propelling her to eat more than ever.
“We all thought she was huge when she came home last summer, but this… THIS! This is ridiculous. She’s getting winded just getting off the couch. Nobody should be this big, especially not at 22 years old”
Last summer she waddled home just shy of 300lbs and her family started to seriously worry. The years before that she was just getting chubby in their eyes, or maybe just fat, and so she was subject to some light hearted teasing. But nearing 300, she was so big everyone either avoided the topic or tried to give her advice on cutting back and looking after her health. Obviously the advice had no affect. The opposite in fact, as soon as she left after last years visit she was gorging herself out of shame and horniness. She is now over 400lbs, 410 in fact on the scale a few weeks ago, and no one knows how to react other than shock.
“Oh my God! Is she eating even now?! God does she ever stop anymore? Or do you just keep bringing her more and more junk food”
From where your both standing you obviously can’t see her head, just her massive rear end pushed into the air by her food and blubber inflated belly, the pale underside of which is visible between her thick jiggly thighs. But the slight jiggle of her fat ass to the sound of chewing between desperate pants and moans, makes it pretty obvious she’s shoving something into her mouth as fast as she can chew and swallow.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you! The fact that my daughter is a pathetic whale”
You were enjoying it. You had never been more proud of your hog. Laying there on display in front of her own family, and still shoving cookies into her mouth. Obviously no mother wants to see her daughter like this. Especially when 4 years ago she’d lay in that same place tanning, easily able to fit her whole body on the board. Now she’s twice as wide as it, and her gut is so filled with blubber and food it pushes her big ass so high in the air her knees can’t even reach the extra 2 inches to the ground.
“Jesus did she just moan?!”
As if her obese body being on display like this wasn’t shameful enough, your hog is so addicted to gorging herself she sometimes moans as she eats, forgeting other people are around
“God you’re both enjoying this aren’t you! You know what, I give up, she’s all yours. If she wants to be a fat pig, then I’m not gonna stop her. This is pathetic”
As her mom storms off you go over to your piggies side and give one of her rear cheeks and affectionate pat “did you hear that big girl? You’re all mine. Your mom’s given up. I guess the sight of all this blubber you’ve gained this year combined with you moaning between bites again was too much for her”
Your piggy blushes as she didn’t realize she was moaning, in fact she was so focused on her eating she barely even realized a conversation was happening behind her. Though had she heard it, the humiliation likely would’ve just turned her on.
You move your hand lower on your pigs back side and give the underside of her belly a pat between her thighs “and since your all mine now piggy, you’ve got a lot of growing still to do”
This time the moan your pig let’s out is undeniable. She’s desperate. “Please… fuck me” she says “right here, I don’t care who sees, I need this, I’ll keep eating the whole time, I promise”
