Each day went the same for Melissa during the last month before classes began.
She would wake up, shower, and reward herself for all that moving around with a huge breakfast. After that, she would plop her fat ass down on the couch, where she would stay the rest of the day, watching tv or taking food coma naps. She only had to move around when she used the bathroom or get some food heated up in the kitchen. Other than that, she was lazing around all day.
Alisson had bought mini-fridges and set them up next to the couch and her bed, so Melissa always had all the fattening snacks she loved within reach. She had also told Melissa she wanted her as fat and out of shape as possible for her first day of classes. That's why she didn't make Melissa do anything involving even the tiniest exercise. Alisson would even help Melissa with her showers whenever she could, soaping up all her folds and rolls so that her fatty didn't have to move that much.
Melissa loved having her soft soapy body handled by Alisson. She was also happy about not having to do it herself since just getting in and out of the shower already made her breathing heavy.
Once Melissa started with her daily binges, Alisson would head out. She had told Melissa how she had met some girls at the gym. They were now working out together and hanging out afterward. Alisson usually returned with multiple bags of fast food, which she then stuffed into her piggy's mouth until Melissa was about to burst. As Melissa sat there, too helplessly stuffed to move, Alisson's hands would wander all over her growing body. Tracing new stretch marks and jiggling all her wobbly bits, all while teasing her about what she was turning her obedient plaything into.
Eventually, Melissa would get so worked up that she couldn't hold back her loud moans any longer. That's when Alisson would make Melissa lift her belly, so she could slip her fingers past her plump fupa and reward her piggy for another day of getting closer to her 500-pound destiny. After Melissa came to a mind-shattering orgasm, Alisson would help Melissa get up and ready for bed. While her fat piggy was sleeping off her stuffing, she would fill up all the fridges and cupboards with new snacks for another fattening day.
Melissa felt like a hog all month long, constantly bloated and sluggish from pigging out all day. She loved living in a state where she only had to care about filling her giant belly, sitting heavy between her legs, and pinning her down to the couch. On the other hand, Alisson loved coming home after the gym to her obese pig sitting there with an exhausted look. Seeing that Melissa had pushed her limits but was nevertheless eager for her fit mistress to push her even more turned Alisson on each time. She was keen to stuff every last bit into her piggy's mouth. Then she watched in amusement as Melissa's flabby arms desperately struggled to pick up her heavy belly to let Alisson reward her.
However, the pleasure both were getting from this way of living was cut short when it was time for the next weigh-in.
For most of her gaining journey, especially in the last months, Melissa had been gaining at the incredible rate of about 20 pounds a month. This didn't hold up for this month. While the previous weigh-in had put her at 360 pounds, this one was 3 pounds short of the expected 380.
Melissa guessed that her big body needed more calories to maintain her weight. At the same time, she probably also lost some of her remaining muscle mass due to her extreme inactivity. But she knew that Alisson, who looked at the displayed weight with disappointment and anger, wouldn't accept those excuses. So Melissa went to bed that day, desperately trying to figure out how to get back to her old gaining rate. However, her body was once again overwhelmed by the masses of food she had stuffed into it, and she quickly drifted into another food coma.
Luckily for her, Alisson already had a plan, as she always did.
The following day when Melissa waddled out of the bathroom, she found Alisson in the kitchen, mixing things in the blender and pouring the resulting creamy liquid into multiple canisters.
"What's that?" Melissa asked, but Alisson just told her that it was nothing she had to worry about now.
"Go, have your breakfast. You've got some catching up to do," she added.
As Melissa began her first stuffing of the day, Alisson finished whatever she was doing in the kitchen and left to meet her friends at the gym.
Throughout the day, Melissa wondered what Alisson had put into those canisters. She knew she could find out by just waddling into the kitchen, but she couldn't bring herself to get up from the couch. Why try to heave her obese body to the kitchen when Alisson would bring the canisters to her once she returned? Like every other day, Melissa stayed on the couch, waiting for her feeder to return home.
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When Alisson returned, she came across the sight that she had come to love so much: Her plumped-up piggy sitting on the couch in only her panties, almost entirely hidden by all the overflowing fat. Lazing around and eating all day had put Melissa into a food-induced stupor. However, it was still apparent that she was happy about Alisson coming home to care for her.
Alisson walked over to her. This time she didn't bring any fast food with her. She sat down next to Melissa and rubbed her belly.
"I hope my piggy has been good today," she said, and Melissa nodded. "Good, I need you to get up and take off those panties now," Alisson continued, watching Melissa struggle to get her blubbery ass up from the couch.
As Melissa slowly took off her panties while getting increasingly out of breath, Alisson got up and placed a chair in the middle of the room. "Sit down," she then commanded.
Melissa did as she was told, already getting turned on as she felt her hips overflowing at the sides. As she was sitting there and feeling fatter than ever, Alisson snuck up behind her, grabbed both her arms, and quickly tied them behind her back. Melissa gasped in surprise as a rush of excitement made her body tingle.
