SSBBW (multiple) Introspection, sexual foreplay, Immobility – a tale of life in a futuristic hedonistic society where female immobility is the standard.
Anita sat satisfied, rubbing her tummy, gently feeling the huge breakfast that she had just finished. As usual she was nude, both she and Bob felt that her body was far too beautiful to cover up with clothes. In a little while perhaps an hour's work - but not yet. She looked down at her vast belly swelling out over her knees as she sat on her comfortable couch at the breakfast table.
She liked what she saw, but there was one little problem that she was going to discuss with her husband before he set off to work.
"Darling," she said. "I am not going to cut back on eating to stay mobile; there is just no way the more I think about it." This was the continuation of a discussion that had been going on for some months now. Anita was now so fat that she could barely walk more than a few paces. They had organized her life so that getting up from the couch was rarely required, it was becoming a problem.
Bob loved to watch her walk on those rare occasions. She, in fact, moved quite quickly, for she only had a few seconds before her legs might crumple under her enormous weight. Legs forced wide apart by her fat thighs, she would waddle forward, her vast belly swaying back and forth past her knees, her huge ass shaking like a jelly with every step. But he could see that the day was coming when she would simply no longer be able to stand up. She had put on 500 lbs in their 5 years of marriage, and decision time had come.
"You know Carol and Marcy would love us to come and live with them," said Bob, coming out of his reverie.
"That's what I am thinking, so let's call them."
A few days later it was all arranged, and they were having dinner at Carol and Marcy's after having just moved in.
Carol lay reclining on her couch with her head propped up enough so that she could see over the top of her immense belly, which was piled up like a huge mountain with its foothills lying over her calves. It had been 600 lbs, as Carol would say, since she had last been able to walk, and she was looking forward to getting even fatter.
Of course dinner was somewhat of a non-event for her since she had been eating most of the day. At the end of the meal when she was completely stuffed, she asked Bob and her husband Dave to bring over the chocolates. For her, it was the climax of the day, lying there completely helpless, being fed chocolate after chocolate until she was so over stuffed that even she could not take any more.
Here among friends, Anita looked forward to becoming even fatter than Carol, though looking at her vast bulk always filled her with awe.
Anita started, "Let me show you some of my latest work."
She pulled out a remote control and pointed it at an alcove in the wall, and after a few clicks a hologram of herself wearing a long low cut yellow dress appeared. A few clicks and it turned red than green, but everyone preferred yellow. After dinner, conversation followed, but since it was 2096, a few things were different.
In the preceding 100 years, medical science had made some amazing strides but also some disastrous missteps. Cancer, heart disease and diabetes had almost been wiped out by means of early detection and effective treatments like cholesterol-eating genetically engineered microbes in the arteries, for one. But over reliance on antibiotics had led to infectious diseases for which there was no cure. Society had again become village-based with very little travel and no large gatherings of people. In fact the very diseases one was supposed to be prey to by being fat had been wiped out, and it was clear that luxuriating at home eating everything in reach was a lot healthier than going out and about and catching heavens knows what.
The "rot" as many spoke of it at the time really set in during the 2050's with the "Soobese," a rock group headed by two plump female singers with their slogan: "A pound a week, that's all we ask!" Millions of teenage girls followed them, literally.
Their boyfriends found that their ever plumper bodies were sexier than they imagined, especially with the "Soobese's" rumored wild sexual exploits (not all of them true). After ten years of wild popularity the "Soobese" retired when they could barely stand up on stage, but the trend was well established.
The holograms that Anita had been showing were her work. Computer networks that transmitted a holographic image of the person one was speaking too and allowed one to meet large groups of people made up for a lot of the isolation.
Many people at home did not bother with clothes but did not necessarily want to appear on the network that way so they bought "virtual" clothing that made them appear to be clothed when in fact they were not. Of course, like any new thing there were a few problems at the beginning when people discovered due to software bugs that they had just done an important job interview completely naked.
By now such glitches didn’t happen anymore and the technique had become quite popular. This kept Anita pretty busy, sometimes two hours a day.
Carol was a hot defense lawyer and had just that day got a client off on an embezzlement charge. Of course, the only people actually in the courtroom were the defendant and the bailiff. Everyone else appeared as holograms. Carol was made to appear standing up, dressed in a smart suit of Anita's design, an imposing figure indeed.
Marcy on the other hand had no career. Her life consisted of food, sex and sleep in any order you pleased, and that's the way she wanted it. She had never lifted a finger to do anything in her entire adult life, and she and her boyfriend were proud of it.
After leaving high school, she moved in with her boyfriend who did everything for her, cooking for her to feed her ever-increasing appetite. She ate constantly to bring forward the day when her legs would no longer support her and she could just lie in bed stuffing herself, knowing that each day she was fatter than the last.
They moved in with Carol fairly soon after because Carol too was now unable to lift her vast body, and Dave and Brian could work together to help look after their two love goddesses.
Marcy was, however, always ready to listen; however, her favorite friend was Julie who just talked all the time and never seemed to require much more that the occasional "uh huh" which didn't interfere too much with her eating.
"Come over here, Anita," said Marcy. "We are going to have to feed you up now that you are here."
Anita with some difficulty waddled over to Marcy, who reached into a big bag and brought out a cream donut and offered it to Anita, and then started consuming one herself.
"It's nipple time," continued Marcy, and Anita and Brian, who were closest, responded to the signal by taking one Marcy's vast breasts into their hands, even though Anita still had a mouth full of donut. They sucked on her erect nipples while Marcy continued stuffing herself with one cream donut after another.
Deep under her huge belly she was hot and moist, and she started quivering with excitement. Brian and Anita sucked harder and fondled her massive fleshy breasts. Unable to hold any longer, she came with a great shudder, moaning uncontrollably until finally spent and then again while Brian and Anita fondled her feverishly.
Carol, who had been lazily putting chocolates in her mouth all this time, announced that it was time for the tub. The men set to the operation of getting Carol and Marcy on to two low trolleys that were used to wheel them into the spacious hot tub that was bubbling away at the corner of the room. This, as always, caused considerable amusement as they pushed into their great rolls of soft yielding flesh as they tried to roll them over onto the trolley.
Eventually everyone was in the tub, and now it was Carol's turn. Five pairs of hands brought her to a wild orgasm; Anita, it was decided, was too skinny to be worth bothering about, but eventually they relented. Afterwards, they opened a gate into the adjoining swimming pool. Carol and Marcy were too fat to put their feet down in the pool, but they enjoyed just lying in the soft caress of the cool water.
Anita stayed back in the hot tub. She spread her legs and lifted her stomach up enough to allow the bubbling frothing jet of warm water to play on her and excite her. Soon waves of pleasure engulfed her, and as she lay back enjoying it, she was thinking how now nothing lay in the way of her becoming a helpless mountain of flesh - permanently stuffed at both ends, as Marcy so eloquently put it.
Anita
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Anita sat satisfied, rubbing her tummy, gently feeling the huge breakfast that she had just finished. As usual she was nude, both she and Bob felt that her body was far too beautiful to cover up with clothes. In a little while perhaps an hour's work - but not yet. She looked down at her vast belly swelling out over her knees as she sat on her comfortable couch at the breakfast table.
She liked what she saw, but there was one little problem that she was going to discuss with her husband before he set off to work.
"Darling," she said. "I am not going to cut back on eating to stay mobile; there is just no way the more I think about it." This was the continuation of a discussion that had been going on for some months now. Anita was now so fat that she could barely walk more than a few paces. They had organized her life so that getting up from the couch was rarely required, it was becoming a problem.
Bob loved to watch her walk on those rare occasions. She, in fact, moved quite quickly, for she only had a few seconds before her legs might crumple under her enormous weight. Legs forced wide apart by her fat thighs, she would waddle forward, her vast belly swaying back and forth past her knees, her huge ass shaking like a jelly with every step. But he could see that the day was coming when she would simply no longer be able to stand up. She had put on 500 lbs in their 5 years of marriage, and decision time had come.
"You know Carol and Marcy would love us to come and live with them," said Bob, coming out of his reverie.
"That's what I am thinking, so let's call them."
A few days later it was all arranged, and they were having dinner at Carol and Marcy's after having just moved in.
Carol lay reclining on her couch with her head propped up enough so that she could see over the top of her immense belly, which was piled up like a huge mountain with its foothills lying over her calves. It had been 600 lbs, as Carol would say, since she had last been able to walk, and she was looking forward to getting even fatter.
Of course dinner was somewhat of a non-event for her since she had been eating most of the day. At the end of the meal when she was completely stuffed, she asked Bob and her husband Dave to bring over the chocolates. For her, it was the climax of the day, lying there completely helpless, being fed chocolate after chocolate until she was so over stuffed that even she could not take any more.
Here among friends, Anita looked forward to becoming even fatter than Carol, though looking at her vast bulk always filled her with awe.
Anita started, "Let me show you some of my latest work."
She pulled out a remote control and pointed it at an alcove in the wall, and after a few clicks a hologram of herself wearing a long low cut yellow dress appeared. A few clicks and it turned red than green, but everyone preferred yellow. After dinner, conversation followed, but since it was 2096, a few things were different.
In the preceding 100 years, medical science had made some amazing strides but also some disastrous missteps. Cancer, heart disease and diabetes had almost been wiped out by means of early detection and effective treatments like cholesterol-eating genetically engineered microbes in the arteries, for one. But over reliance on antibiotics had led to infectious diseases for which there was no cure. Society had again become village-based with very little travel and no large gatherings of people. In fact the very diseases one was supposed to be prey to by being fat had been wiped out, and it was clear that luxuriating at home eating everything in reach was a lot healthier than going out and about and catching heavens knows what.
The "rot" as many spoke of it at the time really set in during the 2050's with the "Soobese," a rock group headed by two plump female singers with their slogan: "A pound a week, that's all we ask!" Millions of teenage girls followed them, literally.
Their boyfriends found that their ever plumper bodies were sexier than they imagined, especially with the "Soobese's" rumored wild sexual exploits (not all of them true). After ten years of wild popularity the "Soobese" retired when they could barely stand up on stage, but the trend was well established.
The holograms that Anita had been showing were her work. Computer networks that transmitted a holographic image of the person one was speaking too and allowed one to meet large groups of people made up for a lot of the isolation.
Many people at home did not bother with clothes but did not necessarily want to appear on the network that way so they bought "virtual" clothing that made them appear to be clothed when in fact they were not. Of course, like any new thing there were a few problems at the beginning when people discovered due to software bugs that they had just done an important job interview completely naked.
By now such glitches didn’t happen anymore and the technique had become quite popular. This kept Anita pretty busy, sometimes two hours a day.
Carol was a hot defense lawyer and had just that day got a client off on an embezzlement charge. Of course, the only people actually in the courtroom were the defendant and the bailiff. Everyone else appeared as holograms. Carol was made to appear standing up, dressed in a smart suit of Anita's design, an imposing figure indeed.
Marcy on the other hand had no career. Her life consisted of food, sex and sleep in any order you pleased, and that's the way she wanted it. She had never lifted a finger to do anything in her entire adult life, and she and her boyfriend were proud of it.
After leaving high school, she moved in with her boyfriend who did everything for her, cooking for her to feed her ever-increasing appetite. She ate constantly to bring forward the day when her legs would no longer support her and she could just lie in bed stuffing herself, knowing that each day she was fatter than the last.
They moved in with Carol fairly soon after because Carol too was now unable to lift her vast body, and Dave and Brian could work together to help look after their two love goddesses.
Marcy was, however, always ready to listen; however, her favorite friend was Julie who just talked all the time and never seemed to require much more that the occasional "uh huh" which didn't interfere too much with her eating.
"Come over here, Anita," said Marcy. "We are going to have to feed you up now that you are here."
Anita with some difficulty waddled over to Marcy, who reached into a big bag and brought out a cream donut and offered it to Anita, and then started consuming one herself.
"It's nipple time," continued Marcy, and Anita and Brian, who were closest, responded to the signal by taking one Marcy's vast breasts into their hands, even though Anita still had a mouth full of donut. They sucked on her erect nipples while Marcy continued stuffing herself with one cream donut after another.
Deep under her huge belly she was hot and moist, and she started quivering with excitement. Brian and Anita sucked harder and fondled her massive fleshy breasts. Unable to hold any longer, she came with a great shudder, moaning uncontrollably until finally spent and then again while Brian and Anita fondled her feverishly.
Carol, who had been lazily putting chocolates in her mouth all this time, announced that it was time for the tub. The men set to the operation of getting Carol and Marcy on to two low trolleys that were used to wheel them into the spacious hot tub that was bubbling away at the corner of the room. This, as always, caused considerable amusement as they pushed into their great rolls of soft yielding flesh as they tried to roll them over onto the trolley.
Eventually everyone was in the tub, and now it was Carol's turn. Five pairs of hands brought her to a wild orgasm; Anita, it was decided, was too skinny to be worth bothering about, but eventually they relented. Afterwards, they opened a gate into the adjoining swimming pool. Carol and Marcy were too fat to put their feet down in the pool, but they enjoyed just lying in the soft caress of the cool water.
Anita stayed back in the hot tub. She spread her legs and lifted her stomach up enough to allow the bubbling frothing jet of warm water to play on her and excite her. Soon waves of pleasure engulfed her, and as she lay back enjoying it, she was thinking how now nothing lay in the way of her becoming a helpless mountain of flesh - permanently stuffed at both ends, as Marcy so eloquently put it.
