flabby_abbi
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~BBW (Multiple), WG powder, ~XWG - Dr Armstrong is given permission to go ahead with his project, one which he has been harbouring for a long time. Two young students are chosen to participate, their excitement is evident. Though, little do they know what awaits them inside....Dr Armstrong's Institution
Part 1
Dr Armstrong, a prominent figure at the University for Science, Boston, was pleased with his days work.
He managed to stop that excessive leaking of potassium in Lab B, he’d had a successful interview for the local paper and had also obtained permission to start work on a new project, which he himself had devised.
Having been issued a grant by the Head Dean at the University, a plump woman in her late 40’s, he was allowed to perform the necessary preparations and gather the required personnel for this project.
It was a good one, he thought to himself as he issued orders to a team of technician’s, working on the various technical aspects to his plan, which had been allocated a large space in the vacant south wing of the university.
For the sake of suspense and annoying you all, I can’t tell you just yet what this plan involved or was devised to do, but I can tell you that progress was quick in preparing for it.
Within weeks, construction workers and various teams of technicians and scientists had re-designed the space he was given to meet his various requirements. It resembled quite closely the set-up of the Big Brother house, a wide, open-plan space, equipped with garden, bedrooms, kitchen, lounge area and several other rooms, reserved for Dr Armstrong’s use with his subjects for this project.
Many wanted to be admitted to such an experiment, huge amounts of applications being received during the weeks leading up to it.
In the end, Dr Armstrong selected 2 girls in their second semester at the university, Jenny Blanche and Katie Hathaway. The two girls were delighted to hear the news, following the messenger to the place of the experiment excitedly, brimming with anticipation.
The two girls were excitable, even more so given the fact that the whole affair had been fairly non-specific in it’s advertisement. Though they were not apprehensive at all, being even more intrigued by the whole mystical element pertained by it.
They were met by two technicians, who informed them that they would be starting the process right away, and beckoned for them to follow. They obliged, following the two technicians down a corridor towards a door at the end of it. They rushed inwards upon its opening, halting abruptly though when confronted with a man behind it.
“Good day, ladies,” beamed Dr Armstrong, looking up at them from his desk. “Now, I’m sure you're excited about today’s task, are you not?”
The girls nodded their agreement, hopping from foot to foot in anticipation of Dr Armstrong’s next words.
“Well, then, if you’d care to follow me this way,” he said, getting up and striding down another corridor towards a glass door at the end of it.
The girls followed quickly, again though stopping suddenly when the Doctor turned face them at door.
“Now, this, if you wish to do so, is your last chance to walk away from this experiment. Am I right in thinking you want to do this?” he asked, looking at them sternly.
They nodded.
“Good, then follow me please.”
He led them into a smallish room, divided in two by a wall with a window in it. Chairs were set out on either side, both positioned behind a table on either side of the glass.
“Please take a seat,” Dr Armstrong said, motioning to the two chairs.
Katie seated herself on the chair this side of the wall, Jenny being led by a technician to the other side, where she too seated herself. Dr Armstrong, disappearing for a moment, came into view again on the other side of a glass partition, smiling at the two girls as he spoke to them, using the loud speaker.
“Now, that glass wall in front of you is soundproofed so please, don’t bother trying to talk to one another, it just slows things down,” he said. “So, Ladies. On with the task then!”
Dr Armstrong, seating himself in a leather chair behind him, sat back and watched the situation unfold.
The two girls were wired up to each other, thick wires being attached to either wrist. On Jenny’s side, the table was bare, apart from a jug of water and a glass. On Katie’s side was a computer screen, which was blank. A technician came into the room, placed a plate on Katie’s table, and walked back out. Jenny stood up to get a better view, peering at the dish laid in front of Katie.
It was a plate of donuts.
Jenny looked bemused, sitting back down and wondering why ever had she been given a plate of donuts.
Katie was thinking just that too, when the screen came to life. Text started to appear on it, which Katie read intently.
“Katie, would you like a donut?”
She nodded, then feeling a bit stupid as she’d just nodded at a computer screen.
“Take one then, they’re really tasty.”
Obliging, Katie took one off the top, a large, sugary one covered in red icing.
It was as the computer had described; Katie polishing it off quickly, licking her lips with delight.
More text appeared on the screen.
“Now, Katie. What would you do if I told you whatever you eat, is transferred into Jenny’s stomach?”
Katie stared at the screen with bemusement, struggling to fully understand what had just been put in front of her.
“Basically, however much you eat, you won’t feel full. None of it actually goes into your stomach. You can taste it, but it does not affect your appetite what so ever. It does, however, affect Jenny’s, as she’ll feel full soon enough if you keep eating, as all you eat goes into her body and her stomach. Now, what would you do, bearing in mind this is all true?”
Katie read it all intently, a sly smile appearing across her face as she did so.
Immediately she grabbed another donut, chewing it voraciously, then grabbing another, and another, all of which were devoured almost instantly. Soon the plate was empty, and more were brought in, stacked high with various donuts.
Katie had always been jealous of Jenny, with her great figure which she had no shame in parading around in front of everybody else, not caring how jealous or ashamed it made all the other girls who she passed by. She’d done it numerous times in front of Katie, and Katie being a bit pudgy round the middle, if only slightly, had been incredibly annoyed by Jenny’s antics and had been ever since then trying to humiliate Jenny. But that proved impossible, she always had a gaggle of equally skinny girls around, also flanked by an admiring group of boys, so even thinking about performing some daring trick or joke on her was challenging.
So now, finally getting her revenge, she ate continuously, shovelling in piece after piece of sugary, fattening donut.
Jenny watched the scene with disbelief, unable to comprehend how Katie was tucking all that food away, and the way that she was staring at her mockingly.
“Well, she’s always been a fat girl,” Jenny thought to herself, remembering a time when Katie had ripped the seat of her jeans during a seminar, prompting the group of students around her to suppress fits of laughter as one of Katie’s plump cheeks peeked out of the newly created hole there.
Jenny now looked disgusted, eyeing Katie with resentment as she crammed in yet more food between her sugar covered lips.
But suddenly, she felt a weird sensation in her stomach.
Ceasing from looking disgusted, Jenny looked down at her stomach. It looked a tad larger than before. Reaching a hand down to feel it, she was horrified when she discovered that it was being stretched out of proportion!
She looked up at Katie.
“I know what you're thinking, Jenny,” came Dr Armstrong’s voice over the loudspeaker, “and it’s true. Whatever Katie eats right now is being transferred into your stomach! She’s just filled you full of who knows how many donuts!”
Horrified, Jenny pressed herself up against the window, shouting things at Katie that she’d be glad not to hear as Jenny’s belly popped out of her jeans, stretching the limits of once loose panties.
Suddenly recoiling from the window though, she slumped back into her seat, looking very pale.
“Doctor,” she shouted, “I’m gonna be sick!”
“Don’t worry, Jenny,” Dr Armstrong answered. “A technician will administer a tonic which will ease your concerns."
A technician entered through a door behind her, asking her to open her mouth before she drained a small bottle of a colourless liquid down her throat. Jenny coughed heavily at first, causing Dr Armstrong to worry that she may throw up. But she soon calmed down.
And the tonic had worked a treat, she thought to herself, the feeling her belly now abating.
But little did she know that the tonic had caused her stomach to expand, allowing more fattening food to pass into her stomach, unhindered by the former constraints of a small tummy.
The tonic also left Jenny a little dazed, meaning she was now unaware of Katie’s ongoing consumption of donuts.
But soon, the supply of donuts dried up, much to Katie’s disappointment.
The girls were told to retire to their rooms, Dr Armstrong informing them that it was important they got a good night’s sleep before the next task the following morning. It was getting late, so the two girls went of to their respective beds, sleeping heavily until the morning arrived, when they awoken by Dr Armstrong’s voice….
Story continued in post 3
Dr. Armstrong's Institution
by Flabby Abbi
by Flabby Abbi
Part 1
Dr Armstrong, a prominent figure at the University for Science, Boston, was pleased with his days work.
He managed to stop that excessive leaking of potassium in Lab B, he’d had a successful interview for the local paper and had also obtained permission to start work on a new project, which he himself had devised.
Having been issued a grant by the Head Dean at the University, a plump woman in her late 40’s, he was allowed to perform the necessary preparations and gather the required personnel for this project.
It was a good one, he thought to himself as he issued orders to a team of technician’s, working on the various technical aspects to his plan, which had been allocated a large space in the vacant south wing of the university.
For the sake of suspense and annoying you all, I can’t tell you just yet what this plan involved or was devised to do, but I can tell you that progress was quick in preparing for it.
Within weeks, construction workers and various teams of technicians and scientists had re-designed the space he was given to meet his various requirements. It resembled quite closely the set-up of the Big Brother house, a wide, open-plan space, equipped with garden, bedrooms, kitchen, lounge area and several other rooms, reserved for Dr Armstrong’s use with his subjects for this project.
Many wanted to be admitted to such an experiment, huge amounts of applications being received during the weeks leading up to it.
In the end, Dr Armstrong selected 2 girls in their second semester at the university, Jenny Blanche and Katie Hathaway. The two girls were delighted to hear the news, following the messenger to the place of the experiment excitedly, brimming with anticipation.
The two girls were excitable, even more so given the fact that the whole affair had been fairly non-specific in it’s advertisement. Though they were not apprehensive at all, being even more intrigued by the whole mystical element pertained by it.
They were met by two technicians, who informed them that they would be starting the process right away, and beckoned for them to follow. They obliged, following the two technicians down a corridor towards a door at the end of it. They rushed inwards upon its opening, halting abruptly though when confronted with a man behind it.
“Good day, ladies,” beamed Dr Armstrong, looking up at them from his desk. “Now, I’m sure you're excited about today’s task, are you not?”
The girls nodded their agreement, hopping from foot to foot in anticipation of Dr Armstrong’s next words.
“Well, then, if you’d care to follow me this way,” he said, getting up and striding down another corridor towards a glass door at the end of it.
The girls followed quickly, again though stopping suddenly when the Doctor turned face them at door.
“Now, this, if you wish to do so, is your last chance to walk away from this experiment. Am I right in thinking you want to do this?” he asked, looking at them sternly.
They nodded.
“Good, then follow me please.”
He led them into a smallish room, divided in two by a wall with a window in it. Chairs were set out on either side, both positioned behind a table on either side of the glass.
“Please take a seat,” Dr Armstrong said, motioning to the two chairs.
Katie seated herself on the chair this side of the wall, Jenny being led by a technician to the other side, where she too seated herself. Dr Armstrong, disappearing for a moment, came into view again on the other side of a glass partition, smiling at the two girls as he spoke to them, using the loud speaker.
“Now, that glass wall in front of you is soundproofed so please, don’t bother trying to talk to one another, it just slows things down,” he said. “So, Ladies. On with the task then!”
Dr Armstrong, seating himself in a leather chair behind him, sat back and watched the situation unfold.
The two girls were wired up to each other, thick wires being attached to either wrist. On Jenny’s side, the table was bare, apart from a jug of water and a glass. On Katie’s side was a computer screen, which was blank. A technician came into the room, placed a plate on Katie’s table, and walked back out. Jenny stood up to get a better view, peering at the dish laid in front of Katie.
It was a plate of donuts.
Jenny looked bemused, sitting back down and wondering why ever had she been given a plate of donuts.
Katie was thinking just that too, when the screen came to life. Text started to appear on it, which Katie read intently.
“Katie, would you like a donut?”
She nodded, then feeling a bit stupid as she’d just nodded at a computer screen.
“Take one then, they’re really tasty.”
Obliging, Katie took one off the top, a large, sugary one covered in red icing.
It was as the computer had described; Katie polishing it off quickly, licking her lips with delight.
More text appeared on the screen.
“Now, Katie. What would you do if I told you whatever you eat, is transferred into Jenny’s stomach?”
Katie stared at the screen with bemusement, struggling to fully understand what had just been put in front of her.
“Basically, however much you eat, you won’t feel full. None of it actually goes into your stomach. You can taste it, but it does not affect your appetite what so ever. It does, however, affect Jenny’s, as she’ll feel full soon enough if you keep eating, as all you eat goes into her body and her stomach. Now, what would you do, bearing in mind this is all true?”
Katie read it all intently, a sly smile appearing across her face as she did so.
Immediately she grabbed another donut, chewing it voraciously, then grabbing another, and another, all of which were devoured almost instantly. Soon the plate was empty, and more were brought in, stacked high with various donuts.
Katie had always been jealous of Jenny, with her great figure which she had no shame in parading around in front of everybody else, not caring how jealous or ashamed it made all the other girls who she passed by. She’d done it numerous times in front of Katie, and Katie being a bit pudgy round the middle, if only slightly, had been incredibly annoyed by Jenny’s antics and had been ever since then trying to humiliate Jenny. But that proved impossible, she always had a gaggle of equally skinny girls around, also flanked by an admiring group of boys, so even thinking about performing some daring trick or joke on her was challenging.
So now, finally getting her revenge, she ate continuously, shovelling in piece after piece of sugary, fattening donut.
Jenny watched the scene with disbelief, unable to comprehend how Katie was tucking all that food away, and the way that she was staring at her mockingly.
“Well, she’s always been a fat girl,” Jenny thought to herself, remembering a time when Katie had ripped the seat of her jeans during a seminar, prompting the group of students around her to suppress fits of laughter as one of Katie’s plump cheeks peeked out of the newly created hole there.
Jenny now looked disgusted, eyeing Katie with resentment as she crammed in yet more food between her sugar covered lips.
But suddenly, she felt a weird sensation in her stomach.
Ceasing from looking disgusted, Jenny looked down at her stomach. It looked a tad larger than before. Reaching a hand down to feel it, she was horrified when she discovered that it was being stretched out of proportion!
She looked up at Katie.
“I know what you're thinking, Jenny,” came Dr Armstrong’s voice over the loudspeaker, “and it’s true. Whatever Katie eats right now is being transferred into your stomach! She’s just filled you full of who knows how many donuts!”
Horrified, Jenny pressed herself up against the window, shouting things at Katie that she’d be glad not to hear as Jenny’s belly popped out of her jeans, stretching the limits of once loose panties.
Suddenly recoiling from the window though, she slumped back into her seat, looking very pale.
“Doctor,” she shouted, “I’m gonna be sick!”
“Don’t worry, Jenny,” Dr Armstrong answered. “A technician will administer a tonic which will ease your concerns."
A technician entered through a door behind her, asking her to open her mouth before she drained a small bottle of a colourless liquid down her throat. Jenny coughed heavily at first, causing Dr Armstrong to worry that she may throw up. But she soon calmed down.
And the tonic had worked a treat, she thought to herself, the feeling her belly now abating.
But little did she know that the tonic had caused her stomach to expand, allowing more fattening food to pass into her stomach, unhindered by the former constraints of a small tummy.
The tonic also left Jenny a little dazed, meaning she was now unaware of Katie’s ongoing consumption of donuts.
But soon, the supply of donuts dried up, much to Katie’s disappointment.
The girls were told to retire to their rooms, Dr Armstrong informing them that it was important they got a good night’s sleep before the next task the following morning. It was getting late, so the two girls went of to their respective beds, sleeping heavily until the morning arrived, when they awoken by Dr Armstrong’s voice….
Story continued in post 3
