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Vast Tonnage
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Vast Tonnage
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I cannot remember when I initially became interested in fat women, but I
can clearly remember my first encounter with one. It was during my last
year of school while working at a local book store. I had become friendly
with the cashier who was a rather hefty woman whom I had estimated to have
weighed well over 200 pounds. Even though she was obviously overweight,
she was very pretty and loved to wear clothes that exaggerated her healthy
physique. The one feature about her that was most striking was her
enormous breasts, which she constantly flaunted with tight and low-cut
shirts and sweaters.
One afternoon, when business was slow and the boss was out of town, we
were working together restocking shelves. When I squeezed by her to get
down the isle, she couldn't help noticing the rather large bulge in my
pants. Catching me by complete surprise, she turned to me and said "Oh
my, it looks like we're going to have to do something about that.". At
that moment I did not know what to say, but that afternoon we decided to
close the store early and slipped into the back room. Once there, she
removed her sweater to reveal a pair of tits the size of which I never
dared dream of. Over the next couple of hours she showed me things my
other girlfriends never even knew of, while I fondled her enormous breasts
and caressed every inch of her fleshy figure.
After that day, we began dating regularly and she had me over to her place
for dinner several nights a week. She was a damned great cook and was
very eager to please me any way she could. Our relationship lasted a
couple of months until her ex-husband began to call on her again. Soon
after that, it was over between us and I found myself getting ready for
final exams and looking forward to moving onto other things.
Shortly after graduating, I managed to find a job with a good firm that
paid a decent salary. Once I got settled in, I began making friends and
started looking around for someone special to spend some time with. As I
dated more and more woman, I learned a great deal about them and their
likes and dislikes. What was specially noteworthy was how they all were
extremely susceptible to gaining weight and that once any was put on, it
is always damn near impossible to take off. Over time, I found myself
gravitating more towards heavier woman and was finding that I enjoyed
their company more than others. Eventually, I was dating larger sized
woman exclusively and aspired to find one that was special.
After several months of dating fat women, I finally found one who I fell
in love with and eventually married. Within our first couple of dates, I
learned that she was recently divorced and had just lost 80 pounds on a
painstaking diet. During our first weeks of dating, I always took her out
to fancy restaurants where I treated her to lavish meals with rich
deserts. In no time she began to complain that our dining habits had
caused her to gain some weight. I of course told her that it was only her
imagination, but did notice that most of her new clothing had now become
very tight.
After seeing how easy it was for her to gain what seemed to be so much
weight in such a short amount time, I decided to experiment and see just
how far I could go. In addition to taking her out to dinner regularly, I
started to bring her chocolates and sweets every night, which she always
managed to finish by the very next day. I also made certain to compliment
her on how good she looked each time she complained about her weight. In
no time, I could see that she had grown even larger since her clothing was
becoming tighter and tighter, and that her already football size tits had
begun to swell!
Within one months time, she had grown out of her new wardrobe and was
forced to go back to wearing the clothing that she had dieted out of. At
this point I could not get over how her entire body had become fat all
over. Her ass had grown beautifully to fill out her older and much larger
jeans and her chin was well on its way to doubling. Even her fingers and
toes had even become chubby!
After seeing how successful my experiment was, I decided to step up my
efforts. In addition to taking her out for dinner every night, I started
to coax her at the dinner table by telling her "Go ahead, help yourself to
that third or fourth helping, you're a big girl now!". I even made it a
point to compliment her on how good she looked each time I noticed the
slightest increase in her size. Each time she complained about her weight
and said that she was getting fat, I always managed to butter her up by
telling her, "Nonsense! You never looked better.". As I continued to pour
on the chocolates and cakes, she continued to prove her devotion to me in
bed night after night.
By the time she reached the 250-pound mark, she had passed the point of no
return and began to take as much pleasure in her weight as I did. She
took to wearing sexy nighties that she had custom made several sizes too
small, and were very expensive. Every night I returned home to an
enormous dinner that she had spent hours preparing and afterwards we would
be off to bed for a night of wild sex games.
She continued to gain weight at an astounding rate without any persuasion
from me, and showed no signs of stopping. Each time I would return home
from a business trip I would always be shocked at the increase in her
size, even after only a couple of days! As she passed the 300-pound mark,
the accumulation of fat on her body made it extremely difficult for her to
squeeze into her sexy nighties without considerable help from me (even
with new ones that were made in much larger sizes). With every new pound
of fat added to her already bloated body, her appetite for both food and
sex seemed to increase as well. Over time, she became a connoisseur of
fine foods, and took great joy in filling herself with the richest, most
fattening foods possible. Even our nightly sex binges were regularly
interrupted by snack breaks during which she would gorge herself with
every type of cake and danish imaginable.
Eventually, she lost all inhibitions about her weight and became a true
fat woman complete with a jolly disposition. Every time she laughed her
entire body would jiggle like a giant bowl of jelly. As she grew even
larger, she began to take more and more pride in her completely firm and
wonderfully proportioned figure. She became meticulous about her
appearance and had weekly appointments at her hair and nail salons for
everything from perms and make-overs, to manicures and pedicures . She
even maintained a complete wardrobe of custom made clothing in outrageous
styles that would normally only be worn by daring women that were a
fraction of her weight and size. Just like her sexy nighties, each
garment was made several sizes too small to accentuated every curve of her
jumbo figure, and exceedingly short or low cut to flaunt her excessive
quantity of flesh. Every one of her skirts and dresses stretched across
her huge round ass and eagerly displayed her thick, bulging thighs, while
her sweaters and blouses flaunted the vast cleavage formed by her swollen
breasts, and accentuated her enormous Buddha belly. She even had several
string bikinis made to wear at the pool and beach which were exceptional
attention grabbers! Her enormous breasts constantly threatened to burst
from the tiny bikini tops while her humongous ass and thighs were
completely exposed and exaggerated by the thong bottoms. Every time we
went out on the town or to the beach, friends and strangers alike were
astonished by her enormous size, and appalled by her complete lack of
modesty and obvious desire for overindulgence.
When she was tipping our custom made scale at 375 pounds, she was demoted
at her job from salesgirl to stock clerk. This was probably due to the
fact that her extra large size made it difficult for her to reach for
boxes and that she was forever growing out of her uniforms. Although her
hours became long and early, she would never leave the house without
ever-faithfully applying her blubbery lips to my joy-stick.
At this point, extra supports were installed on all the furniture to
support her increasing weight and doorways made wider to accommodate her
expanding girth. She continued to gain more and more weight with each
passing day and her body managed to retain its complete firmness, while
she managed to keep her wardrobe of skimpy clothing up to date. She
always enjoyed seeing the expression on my face each time the seams of her
silk dresses or nighties she was wearing would split as she would
literally grow out of her current wardrobe while eating at the dinner
table or in bed.. Although she was constantly having new clothing made in
much larger sizes, the seamstress could never quite keep up with her
impressive weight gains.
By now her body had grown to proportions that I had never imagined. Her
ass exploded into a huge expanse that could no longer fit into our
oversize arm chair and her thighs were so thick that she was forced to
waddle whenever she walked. Although I loved every inch of her enormous
body, her tits were the piece de resistance. In fact, her tits had grown
to be the size of watermelons with aureoles the size of desert plates and
nipples the size of acorns. They probably would have hung down as far as
her snatch had they not been so proudly supported by her enormous stomach.
All of her shirts and blouses strained in their attempts to contain her
tremendous tits and they bulged out from tops and sides of her skimpy
bikinis. Every time we had sex I always loved to for her to be on top of
me while I would cum with my face buried in her massive mammaries.
Eventually her appetite for food had become nearly insatiable and we had
long been including food in our nightly sex binges which only served to
further cement her fixation. There was now rarely a minute in the day
when she wasn't stuffing herself with one goody or another. Even during
sex, she always loved to cum while eating her favorite cheese cakes or
danishes.
By the time she was tipping the scales at 500 pounds, she was fired from
her job at the bakery. (This was due to the fact that she was constantly
eating all the profits.) I, on the other hand, was promoted to a better
paying job which required a great deal of travel. Eventually she lost all
interest in her friends and social life, and only found pleasure in food
and sex. Every day was spent cooking and eating every type of the richest
and most fattening dishes possible while waiting for my arrival for our
nightly sex binges. Over time, she came to be completely infatuated with
food, sex, and her ever growing body.
Upon returning home from a rather lengthy business trip, during which I
managed to spend a substantial amount of time with woman who were
considerably slimmer (only 200 to 250 pounds), I found my beautiful wife
sprawled out on the living room floor finishing the last few bites of her
6th pizza pie. Surprisingly she was wearing her robe and wasted no time
in struggling to her feet to greet me. After waddling over to me and
greeting me with a sloppy wet kiss, she informed me that she had a big
surprise for me. She then removed her oversized robe and revealed a sight
that almost had me cumming in my pants. In the time that I was away, she
had managed to make the most impressive weight gain ever and had grown to
be bigger than I had ever dreamed she could be! Her breasts seemed to
have doubled in size and now billowed out from the space formed by her
recently swollen and now pig-butted arms, and significantly larger Buddha
belly. All of this was set on top of her beautifully swollen ass and hips
which were now indistinguishably separated from her barrel size thighs.
After regaining my composure, I immediately complimented her on just how
beautiful she was at her new size and weight (which I could hardly wait to
find out!). She then looked at me with great satisfaction and informed me
that she had an even bigger surprise for me later. She then pushed me into
a chair with her superior weight, and while pinning me down with her
colossal tits, unzipped my fly with her fat, greedy fingers, and sucked
seemingly quarts of cum from my joy-stick with her blubbery lips and
swollen tongue. When she had finished, she let out a soft moan and patted
her huge belly with gratification. She then struggled to her feet again
and led me down the hall to our customized bathroom. With every step she
took, her entire body shimmered and jiggled while her huge ass swayed from
side to side. As I eagerly followed her down the hall, I could not keep
myself from running my hands over her mountainous rump. I can clearly
remember wanting to grab onto her and smothering myself in her vast
accumulations of fat. As she entered the bathroom and moved towards our
specially built scale, I could not help noticing how our super-sized and
custom built commode and hot-tub seemed to be dwarfed by her new girth.
When she stepped onto the scale with her chubby feet, my heart skipped a
beat as it creaked under her excessive weight. When the scale levelled off
and displayed an impressive 659 pounds, I made some quick calculations and
figured out that she had managed to gain just over 120 pounds in the 30
days that I was away! This showed that she had gained an average of 4
pounds per day, while I was enjoying the company of woman that weighed
significantly less than half of her weight.
After being awe-struck by her significant achievement, she whispered in my
ear that she was ready to show me the bigger surprise and I eagerly
followed her swaying hips as she waddled down the hall. Upon entering our
bedroom, I could not comprehend what I was seeing. The entire room was
stocked from floor to ceiling with cakes and desserts, the likes of which
I had never seen before. As I stood in the doorway struck with awe, she
approached me with her ponderous body and led me over to our king-size bed
where she pushed me down with her superior weight. After sitting down
beside me, which caused the bed to sag significantly under her
considerable bulk, she began to caress my already stiff joy-stick with her
pudgy fingers. She told me "I wanted to make your weekend home a
memorable one, so I bought-out the contents of four bakeries this morning,
and I intend to eat every last morsel bit of food while you help me wash
it all down." With that, she took my hand and moved it over her swollen
breasts and distended stomach, and proceeded to push me down further on
the bed. As she leaned over to move on top of me, her jumbo breasts grew
even larger as they dangled from her fat chest. Just the thought of
having her huge bulk lying on top of me was in- comprehensive, but the
actual movement of her giant breasts and colossal girth over me was truly
breathtaking. When she moved over me, I began to fondle her breasts,
neither of which could be contained by both of my hands and must have
weighted well over 50 pounds each.. As she settled on top of me, she
lowered her breast into my face and let out a moan as I began to suck on
her huge nipple, which seemed to fill my entire mouth. I could then feel
the remainder of her breast resting on my face, and almost suffocating me,
while the heaviness of her bloated belly settled on my chest and stomach.
As the remainder of her significant weight pressed against me I could feel
her blubbery hands guiding my extra stiff rod between her gargantuan
thighs, and into her warm and wet pussy. When her vast accumulation of fat
had finally enveloped my body, I could feel myself being pushed further
into the mattress by her monumental weight. She then began to heave her
massive hips and ass while my joy-stick slipped in and out of her warm
pussy, while I explored and squeezed what I could reach of her body with
my hands. It wasn't long before I shot my load into her warm chasm and she
let out a long moan that could have been heard down the street. So strong
was her orgasm that it continued for several minutes, and with every
spasm, her huge body quivered and quaked like a giant water-bed.
After pulling her huge breast away from my face and giving me a warm kiss
with her blubbery lips, she told me "All this exercise has made me SOOOOO
HUNGRY! Especially since my late afternoon snack was interrupted!". She
then rolled her colossal bulk off of me, rubbed her distended stomach and
said, "I'm ready anytime you are!". I immediately fetched her the largest
cake I could find. Not surprisingly, I did not have to go far. I found a
cheese cake which was the size of two sheet cakes and was several inches
thick. After bringing it over to the bed where she was eagerly waiting
for me, she pulled out a large fork and began to devour it as though the
entire cake was just a slice to her. As she ate, she made soft moans of
pleasure and satisfaction, and became visibly and increasingly aroused
with every mouthful.
In what seemed to be only minutes, she managed to consume the entire cake
and began to stroke my already hardened cock with her greasy fingers. As
I watched her head going down, I couldn't stop thinking about just how
much she would really eat, and most of all, how much she would weigh
afterwards. After sucking more cum from my cock than had ever been
discharged before, she moved right onto her next cake. The remainder of
the weekend was spent much the same way, her consuming cake after cake
after cake, while I explored her massive bulk. We did periodically take
breaks to have her try on her latest and outrageous custom made negligees.
As the weekend went on, they became tighter and tighter until one split
open while she was eating due to her expanding size. When this happened,
all she could say was "Oh well, there goes another hundred and eighty
dollar nighty. I guess the other seven I bought won't fit anymore either."
By early Monday morning, she managed to finish everything in sight and had
room for more. After our final love making session, she got up and moved
her enormous bulk to the kitchen and opened our industrial size
refrigerator where she was keeping a bonus. She removed two three gallon
tubs of butter, took a large spoon from the drawer, sat at the kitchen
table, and proceeded to consume both tubs. After washing this down with
several gallons of heavy cream, she patted her bloated belly and let out a
soft sigh of satisfaction. She then said "Gee, that was a great snack! I
can hardly wait for lunch." With that, I helped her to her feet and
followed her down the hall to the bathroom. When she finally got to the
scale, I could not believe my eyes. She weighed in at a whopping 708
pounds! Over our extended weekend, she had managed to gain 49 pounds. As
I stood next to her, dwarfed by her tremendous girth and astonished at her
weight gain, she began to stroke my extra stiff rod and she led me back
into the bedroom. The whole way down the hall I caressed her colossal
buttocks and thighs as I was nearly hypnotized by the swaying of her hips
and the jiggling of her fat. The remainder of the day was spent exploring
her vast accumulations of blubber while she brought me to new levels of
sexual ecstasy.
After that weekend, her appetite took a turn for worse. There was rarely
a minute in the day when she would not be eating one goody or another.
Each night I would return home to find that she had gained at least 6
pounds during the day and had several new nighties to fashion for me.
Within a matter of days she had passed the 750 pound mark. Sex with my
three-quarter ton love machine had its challenges since standard positions
were becoming increasingly difficult. Whenever I assumed the bottom
position, I would find it difficult to breathe due her exorbitant weight
and whenever she assumed the bottom position, the weight of her own
breasts made it difficult for her to breathe. We did enjoy experimenting
with many different positions and she continued to provide me with the
best oral sex of my life.
When she passed the 800 pound mark, moving had become quite a chore. This
was not only due to her colossal weight, but because her massive thighs
made is almost impossible for her to waddle. Whenever she was standing,
it was a feat for her to remain balanced. Very quickly, she found that
she was unable to prepare food fast enough to satisfy her incessant
appetite and she quickly decided to hire a catering service to have an
ample supply of meals delivered right to our bedroom. Once this started,
she began to spend her days trying to out do herself by consuming more
food than she had on the previous day which lead to weight gains which I
could not begin to fathom.
Today, my beautiful wife is threatening to pass the 950-pound mark and
shows no signs of stopping there. She has grown to be a giant mountain of
fat and can barely move due to her own monumental weight. Although she
does periodically gets out of bed with help from me and a specially
constructed hoist, she cannot leave the bedroom since her girth now far
exceeds the width of our door and hallway. When lying in our custom built
bed, she must sit in an inclined position since the size and weight of her
own tits would make it impossible for her to breath. I approximate each
breast to be well over 100 pounds each and they have grown so large that
she can no longer reach around them to feel her shot-glass size nipples.
I of course help her in that endeavor and especially enjoy rubbing on
lotions and creams onto her giant body every night in our efforts to
ward-off stretch marks, large accumulations of cellulite, and chaffing
within her many folds of fat. As she lies in bed, she nearly occupies all
of it and the width of her thighs forces her legs to be perpetually spread
apart. Her ass is now humongous and provides ample padding between her
and the mattress. Even her back has accumulated giant rolls of fat which
provide an additional layer of cushioning for her. On the few
opportunities she gets to lie on her distended stomach, I enjoy climbing
on top of her and fucking the enormous crevasse formed by her bloated
but-cheeks.
Her arms have also grown to be proportioned to the remainder of her
swelling body. In fact, her upper arms have become so bloated that her
hands can nolonger rest on her super-wide hips. This has been the cause
of some concern lately since the excessive accumulation of fat is making
it difficult for her to feed herself. After some discussion, we decided
to hire a helper who ensures that my beautiful wife gets the nutrition she
requires every day. After interviewing several candidates, we both agreed
on a lovely young lady who weighs well over 300 pounds and loves to flaunt
every inch of her oversized body. I can hardly wait to see if she will
eventually participate in our love binges.
As my wonderful wife continues to consume the steady stream of food which
is delivered throughout the day, she continues to grow bigger and fatter.
With every pound gained, I find myself being attracted to her more and
more. I often spend hours making love to her massive breasts, enormous
legs, or billowing stomach while she eats her meals well into the night.
Although normal sex positions have long since been impossible, she still
continues to provide me with the best oral sex of my life! We also have
fun trying other creative styles. One of my favorites is a special doggy
style which allows me to pump my joy-stick into her fat pussy, while I
look over her immense ass and watch the vast accumulations of fat on her
mammoth body roll like giant waves. When she is on all fours her tits and
stomach are so huge that they solidly rest on the mattress and she often
climbs on top of me and lets the extreme weight of her fat tits and
stomach rest on my body. This alone is almost excessive for me, but I
love being smothered by her blubber and get an extra thrill knowing that
there is nearly a half-ton of pure beauty hovering over me. Just the
thought of having her apply all of her magnificent weight on top of me is
enough to make me cum in my pants. When it is time for me to sleep, I
cuddle up next to her and she continues to feast till the wee hours of the
morning. When she finally does fall asleep, it is not for long since her
incessant appetite causes her to awaken in its effort to be satisfied.
As my incredible and very beautiful sex machine continues to grow at an
unbelievable rate I anticipate her weight to be at least half a ton before
the end of next week and probably 1500-pounds by years end! As I sit here
watching her devour the last bites of a 25 pound turkey with all the
trimmings as the caterers wheel in another hourly banquet of food, I can
only imagine that we will be needing a much larger and significantly
stronger bed soon! Judging by our monthly clothing bills of just over
$1,000.- and food bills of well over $7,000.-, I expect to be broke by the
time she reaches the one ton mark. Sometimes I think of stopping my
experiment and convincing her to stop growing, but every time I look at
her, I'm awe-struck by her size and beauty and can only think of how much
bigger she will be by next week or even tomorrow! Everynight, I rush home
from work to see her and find out how much bigger she grew during the day.
Even when I am away on trips, I find that other fat woman (in the 300 to
400 pound range) can nolonger satisfy me, and I love returning home to
discover that my beautiful wife has gained 20 to 30 pounds in just a few
days! I even find it difficult to think about anything else during the
day and am continuously dreaming about running my hands over her expanding
body as I apply gallons of lotions and oils all over her.
Now I must go since my love is giving me that look which suggests that she
wants to wash down her snack with a healthy helping of cum. As she pats
her bloated belly with her corpulent hands, I can hardly wait to find out
how much she will need from me.
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