After 5 months of continuous force feeding, I had become 800 pounds. The man told me he could have made me larger, but decided to intentionally fatten me slowly. After a few weeks when I was first kidnapped, I stopped resisting the feedings. I stopped struggling and not chewing and just accepted the fact that no one was probably going to find me.
I embraced the fattening foods as I plumped out into a nearly immobile blob. My ass could crush a car, my breasts were the size of exercise balls, my belly could cover and break a king size bed and was just barely hovering over the ground when I stood. Every time I waddled, my entire body jiggled and I smiled as I looked upon it's swollen glory. My feet and legs were covered in fat, my belly button was able to fit a basketball in it,my face was now covered in fat. I had to go to the bathroom where I stood or sat, Hugo coming in and cleaning it up. I had constant bursts of gas erupt from my anus and mouth, arousing me as I surrounded myself with my own filth and gluttony.
Today the fat man came by and said that I was ready. I had no idea what he meant, but I knew it would be beautiful. He seemed to be pleased with my current state. As i wondered what he would do, he walked out of the room, closed and locked the door and gas started to flood the room. As my lungs filled with the unknown gas, I coughed loud, trying my best to clear my lungs.
Once it cleared, my tummy rumbled and then i smiled as I....