~BBW, Eating ~XWG - an hedonist's secret companion goes public
A completely unauthorized sequel to `Marnie's Secret Companion'. (See http://dimensionsmagazine.com/Weight_Room/stories/marnie.html )
Fortunately for Marnie, taking care of Jenny and Judy wasn't very hard. The twins were only eleven, and still into pink ponies and Barbie dolls, and dressing exactly alike to confuse people.
Jack and Jane would be off to open up the ice-cream parlour before Marnie or the girls even woke up, so it was up to Marnie to make sure they had some breakfast and made it to the school bus by eight. Breakfast was a bowl of ice-cream ("It's milk and sugar. Just like breakfast cereal!" laughed Jack) for everyone, then the girls would finish getting dressed, and Marnie would make their lunches and send them off.
Now Marnie's first class at the University wasn't until ten am, so she was left alone with her tummy for another two hours before she had to leave. Every day it was a fully-stuffed Marnie who staggered and wobbled her way into the lecture hall. Then she had another class right after that one, but after noon there wasn't another class until two.
Even though she didn't live in the dormitory anymore, she still had her student card, and that let her into all the student dining halls. Again left alone, with nothing to do for two hours, her friend her tummy joined her in another colossal eating binge and a huge full student huffed and puffed climbing the stairs into the classroom and then had to wedge herself and her fat fat belly into the tight seat.
Then she had to hurry back home to catch the girls and let them in. For the rest of the afternoon they'd play in the house or in the yard, and Marnie would snack and start cooking dinner for everyone. Dinner was a family affair, with Jack and Jane and Jenny and Judy and Marnie, all together at the big table, and there was always plenty of food for everyone. Even Marnie's belly couldn't say it didn't get enough.
In the evenings, Marnie would do her homework, and help the girls with theirs. The reward for finishing an assignment, or even finishing one problem, was a bowl of ice-cream, so Marnie's belly was kept comfortably full until bedtime, which for the girls and their parents was nine o'clock.
Marnie didn't go to bed until eleven-thirty or midnight, though. After everyone else went to bed, she was left alone again, in a big house with a big belly. If anyone had asked her how she spent her evenings, she'd have said `watching TV', and sure enough, the TV was on for all that time, but by midnight Marnie's belly was always tight tight tight, the inevitable results of her two or three hour marathon stuffing session. Marnie would luxuriate in the completely crammed feeling until she drifted off to sleep, only to do it all again the very next day.
Weekends were similar, except Marnie only had to take the girls to the riding club for their equestrian lessons on Saturday, and on Sunday Jack and Jane stayed home and ran the ice-cream machines in the basement.
Most of their ice-cream came from the distributor, but one of the details that made their parlour so famous was the home-made specialties of the house, which they made in the basement every Sunday. Marnie, Judy, and Jenny were kept busy helping out, carrying buckets of milk and sugar and other sweeteners, and, of course, constantly tasting and sampling the results.
Actually, Marnie did most of the tasting, and very little of the carrying and helping. Her tummy got plenty. Of course, there were always spoiled batches, where the swirls "Weren't swirly enough" or the mint "Not minty enough", and instead of throwing it away they just put it aside for themselves. Well, they put them within Marnie's reach, and her belly knew what it wanted. Her belly got what it wanted, and stayed heavily stuffed all day long.
With this for a schedule, Marnie's secret companion wasn't going to get any smaller. The nearly continual stuffing caused her to blow up to stunning sizes. 300, 350, 400 pounds were soon a memory, and her great fat stomach lurched out ahead of her farther and farther. Her rump ballooned, her legs thickened, and her breasts bloated up, but it was her belly that led them all, three feet out in front of her. She needed both hands to steer her belly around, and began to dread getting up from low chairs on her own. Even getting out of bed in the morning was becoming an affair of great struggle, panting and gasping for breath as the fat deposited last night and through the day before made itself felt on her 5' frame.
Spring break was even worse. Jack and Jane still were working, the twins went to a week-long horse camp, and Marnie had two weeks off, where she didn't have to go to school at all. She stayed home, home alone with her belly. She took good care of her belly. Very good care. Constantly stuffing care. Jack and Jane made sure to `mess up' a lot more ice-cream than they usually did that Sunday, but by Wednesday it was all inside Marnie's jumbo stomach. They did a special run that night just to keep her completely stuffed for the next few days.
Marnie dropped her afternoon class after spring break. It was just too hard to get back home in time to let the girls in, although her stopping for a double cheeseburger on the way every time didn't help. She still got her double cheeseburger, but now she had three hours to kill on campus after her last morning class, and she still had her cafeteria card. 450 pounds fled before her, her waistline swelling to more than her height.
The end of the semester couldn't come too soon for the belly. The girls were still in school for another month, and Marnie's beloved belly moaned every day left of classes about how wonderful the incessant feeding of the break had been. Even her frantic gobbling and munching at breakfast, after breakfast, for lunch, after lunch, all afternoon, and all night couldn't satisfy her anymore. Her belly's demands had exploded along with its size. There was no disobeying the belly anymore.
The end of classes was the beginning of a new stage for Marnie. Everything, and everything, became subservient to the filling of the belly. Nothing else was important. Nothing else would do. If there was a tiny space available in the belly, it had to be immediately filled, and filled full.
She started cramming the moment she got up. The girls made their own lunches now. Marnie was busy eating. The girls would come back home again after school, and let themselves in, only to find a nearly comatose `Auntie Marnie' lying on the couch either stuffing her face or sleeping off another binge. She would wake up, and just start right into eating more until her belly was so fully loaded she'd pass out again, into a big fattened stupor. All she wore were sheets pinned around her, always loose in the morning, but tight at nightfall.
500 pounds? Ha. Marnie's blimpy belly weighed nearly that much by itself. No giant sweater would cover it, no bathrobe could be tied around it. It stuck out four feet on its own. Most of the time it was sticking up in the air, because Marnie was lying down and jamming more ice-cream into it. Jack and Jane got Marnie a walker to rest the belly on while she waddled around the house, but she could still only manage a few steps before becoming exhausted pushing that enormous tummy ahead of her. It stuck out even more resting on that frame.
When the girls were on their summer vacation, they were going to go to camp for a month. Marnie was going to stay home and get fatter. Jack and Jane made sure of that.
When they got back, they could hardly believe their eyes. Marnie's weight had more than doubled since she started staying with them. She would have crushed the scales at over 650 pounds if they had any strong enough to come close to measuring. Marnie was now taller lying down that she was standing up, and her consumption had only increased, shoveling down food, and sucking on a tube attached directly to one of the ice-cream machines. She couldn't get up on her own, using special hoists around the house, and needed their help just to keep walking in a straight line. Her giant belly dominated her completely.
That night, as Marnie was lying there sucking on her feeding machine, the girls told her all about their camp, and then Jenny got up the courage to ask Marnie about her friend, her gigantic belly, and how she got started that way.
Well, the secret had been out for a long time. Marnie told the girls her story, how she'd discovered the wonderful feelings a fully-loaded stomach could bring, and how it was even more fun the more it stuck out in front of her. How it was even better when it bobbed and rubbed against her legs, how it felt when she was completely stuffed and unable to move. The girls were fascinated.
Then Judy asked to borrow Marnie's feeding tube, and Jenny started in on Marnie's `snack' (a deluxe pizza, delivered only ten minutes ago and half gone). Soon the twins were both crammed full as well, and they spent a few blissful hours fondling themselves, each other, and eating more and more. The twins had become hedonists too.
When school started again in the autumn, Jenny was 151 pounds, and Judy 152. By Christmas the order had changed, and Judy was 194 and Jenny 196. Spring break found them tied at 231 and their bellies were well on their way. Jack and Jane were delighted.
Auntie Marnie, of course, continued to swell, and from her bedridden state watched her little sisters and their secret companions follow in her heavy fat footprints. They too would need hoists and walkers soon, and then their own feeding machines.
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A completely unauthorized sequel to `Marnie's Secret Companion'. (See http://dimensionsmagazine.com/Weight_Room/stories/marnie.html )
Marnie's Secret Companion: Part Deux
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Fortunately for Marnie, taking care of Jenny and Judy wasn't very hard. The twins were only eleven, and still into pink ponies and Barbie dolls, and dressing exactly alike to confuse people.
Jack and Jane would be off to open up the ice-cream parlour before Marnie or the girls even woke up, so it was up to Marnie to make sure they had some breakfast and made it to the school bus by eight. Breakfast was a bowl of ice-cream ("It's milk and sugar. Just like breakfast cereal!" laughed Jack) for everyone, then the girls would finish getting dressed, and Marnie would make their lunches and send them off.
Now Marnie's first class at the University wasn't until ten am, so she was left alone with her tummy for another two hours before she had to leave. Every day it was a fully-stuffed Marnie who staggered and wobbled her way into the lecture hall. Then she had another class right after that one, but after noon there wasn't another class until two.
Even though she didn't live in the dormitory anymore, she still had her student card, and that let her into all the student dining halls. Again left alone, with nothing to do for two hours, her friend her tummy joined her in another colossal eating binge and a huge full student huffed and puffed climbing the stairs into the classroom and then had to wedge herself and her fat fat belly into the tight seat.
Then she had to hurry back home to catch the girls and let them in. For the rest of the afternoon they'd play in the house or in the yard, and Marnie would snack and start cooking dinner for everyone. Dinner was a family affair, with Jack and Jane and Jenny and Judy and Marnie, all together at the big table, and there was always plenty of food for everyone. Even Marnie's belly couldn't say it didn't get enough.
In the evenings, Marnie would do her homework, and help the girls with theirs. The reward for finishing an assignment, or even finishing one problem, was a bowl of ice-cream, so Marnie's belly was kept comfortably full until bedtime, which for the girls and their parents was nine o'clock.
Marnie didn't go to bed until eleven-thirty or midnight, though. After everyone else went to bed, she was left alone again, in a big house with a big belly. If anyone had asked her how she spent her evenings, she'd have said `watching TV', and sure enough, the TV was on for all that time, but by midnight Marnie's belly was always tight tight tight, the inevitable results of her two or three hour marathon stuffing session. Marnie would luxuriate in the completely crammed feeling until she drifted off to sleep, only to do it all again the very next day.
Weekends were similar, except Marnie only had to take the girls to the riding club for their equestrian lessons on Saturday, and on Sunday Jack and Jane stayed home and ran the ice-cream machines in the basement.
Most of their ice-cream came from the distributor, but one of the details that made their parlour so famous was the home-made specialties of the house, which they made in the basement every Sunday. Marnie, Judy, and Jenny were kept busy helping out, carrying buckets of milk and sugar and other sweeteners, and, of course, constantly tasting and sampling the results.
Actually, Marnie did most of the tasting, and very little of the carrying and helping. Her tummy got plenty. Of course, there were always spoiled batches, where the swirls "Weren't swirly enough" or the mint "Not minty enough", and instead of throwing it away they just put it aside for themselves. Well, they put them within Marnie's reach, and her belly knew what it wanted. Her belly got what it wanted, and stayed heavily stuffed all day long.
With this for a schedule, Marnie's secret companion wasn't going to get any smaller. The nearly continual stuffing caused her to blow up to stunning sizes. 300, 350, 400 pounds were soon a memory, and her great fat stomach lurched out ahead of her farther and farther. Her rump ballooned, her legs thickened, and her breasts bloated up, but it was her belly that led them all, three feet out in front of her. She needed both hands to steer her belly around, and began to dread getting up from low chairs on her own. Even getting out of bed in the morning was becoming an affair of great struggle, panting and gasping for breath as the fat deposited last night and through the day before made itself felt on her 5' frame.
Spring break was even worse. Jack and Jane still were working, the twins went to a week-long horse camp, and Marnie had two weeks off, where she didn't have to go to school at all. She stayed home, home alone with her belly. She took good care of her belly. Very good care. Constantly stuffing care. Jack and Jane made sure to `mess up' a lot more ice-cream than they usually did that Sunday, but by Wednesday it was all inside Marnie's jumbo stomach. They did a special run that night just to keep her completely stuffed for the next few days.
Marnie dropped her afternoon class after spring break. It was just too hard to get back home in time to let the girls in, although her stopping for a double cheeseburger on the way every time didn't help. She still got her double cheeseburger, but now she had three hours to kill on campus after her last morning class, and she still had her cafeteria card. 450 pounds fled before her, her waistline swelling to more than her height.
The end of the semester couldn't come too soon for the belly. The girls were still in school for another month, and Marnie's beloved belly moaned every day left of classes about how wonderful the incessant feeding of the break had been. Even her frantic gobbling and munching at breakfast, after breakfast, for lunch, after lunch, all afternoon, and all night couldn't satisfy her anymore. Her belly's demands had exploded along with its size. There was no disobeying the belly anymore.
The end of classes was the beginning of a new stage for Marnie. Everything, and everything, became subservient to the filling of the belly. Nothing else was important. Nothing else would do. If there was a tiny space available in the belly, it had to be immediately filled, and filled full.
She started cramming the moment she got up. The girls made their own lunches now. Marnie was busy eating. The girls would come back home again after school, and let themselves in, only to find a nearly comatose `Auntie Marnie' lying on the couch either stuffing her face or sleeping off another binge. She would wake up, and just start right into eating more until her belly was so fully loaded she'd pass out again, into a big fattened stupor. All she wore were sheets pinned around her, always loose in the morning, but tight at nightfall.
500 pounds? Ha. Marnie's blimpy belly weighed nearly that much by itself. No giant sweater would cover it, no bathrobe could be tied around it. It stuck out four feet on its own. Most of the time it was sticking up in the air, because Marnie was lying down and jamming more ice-cream into it. Jack and Jane got Marnie a walker to rest the belly on while she waddled around the house, but she could still only manage a few steps before becoming exhausted pushing that enormous tummy ahead of her. It stuck out even more resting on that frame.
When the girls were on their summer vacation, they were going to go to camp for a month. Marnie was going to stay home and get fatter. Jack and Jane made sure of that.
When they got back, they could hardly believe their eyes. Marnie's weight had more than doubled since she started staying with them. She would have crushed the scales at over 650 pounds if they had any strong enough to come close to measuring. Marnie was now taller lying down that she was standing up, and her consumption had only increased, shoveling down food, and sucking on a tube attached directly to one of the ice-cream machines. She couldn't get up on her own, using special hoists around the house, and needed their help just to keep walking in a straight line. Her giant belly dominated her completely.
That night, as Marnie was lying there sucking on her feeding machine, the girls told her all about their camp, and then Jenny got up the courage to ask Marnie about her friend, her gigantic belly, and how she got started that way.
Well, the secret had been out for a long time. Marnie told the girls her story, how she'd discovered the wonderful feelings a fully-loaded stomach could bring, and how it was even more fun the more it stuck out in front of her. How it was even better when it bobbed and rubbed against her legs, how it felt when she was completely stuffed and unable to move. The girls were fascinated.
Then Judy asked to borrow Marnie's feeding tube, and Jenny started in on Marnie's `snack' (a deluxe pizza, delivered only ten minutes ago and half gone). Soon the twins were both crammed full as well, and they spent a few blissful hours fondling themselves, each other, and eating more and more. The twins had become hedonists too.
When school started again in the autumn, Jenny was 151 pounds, and Judy 152. By Christmas the order had changed, and Judy was 194 and Jenny 196. Spring break found them tied at 231 and their bellies were well on their way. Jack and Jane were delighted.
Auntie Marnie, of course, continued to swell, and from her bedridden state watched her little sisters and their secret companions follow in her heavy fat footprints. They too would need hoists and walkers soon, and then their own feeding machines.
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