Bad break up! - story

I had been on the road now for 4 days after a bad break up from Harry. It turned out he had cheated on me as he had fallen out of love with me. I personally think it has a lot to do with the fact that recently I have lost a fair amount of weight and had started to really take pride in my appearance. He was just jealous of the attention I was getting now. Anyway after the break up I decided to get out of town for a few days and visit some friends up north.
I was currently driving along a road that I didn't recognise but the satnav had never been wrong before so I trusted it. This road went on for what felt like forever, I started to feel concerned as this road was getting darker and darker. I decided to pull over and use my phone to see if it could work out where I was. I sat in my car with the only light source being my phone. All of sudden I felt the hairs on my neck stand to attention, I felt like i was being watched. I looked out of the window but couldn't see anything or anyone. I made sure the doors were locked but I accidentally whilst fumbling around unlocked them.. within seconds my door had burst open and I felt a cloth go over my mouth and nose and everything became dark.

I kept my eyes closed but could feel that I was lying down on a solid base. Was I on the floor? Had I passed out? What happened? Then slowly like a dream of days gone past I remembered the cloth and someone getting into my car, I started to panic and wriggle about when all of a sudden I felt a sharp pain to my side
'Keep still and be quiet, it's your fault you are here'
This voice was deep and intimidating but strangely familiar, I instantly tensed up and stopped moving, it was like his words were magic and my body did as he said.
I realised that my eyes were covered with some material so even if I had opened them I wouldn't have been able to see anything. I could feel there was a tube down my throat, what was this for? As soon as thay thought flashed through my brain I heard a machine turn on and could taste something salty and rich entering my mouth. I tried to not swallow any of it as it could be poison but the onslaught of the sludge was too much, it was either eat or drown.. I swallowed mouthful after mouthful until eventually I passed out again.
This feeding ritual carried on for what felt forever, I had no concept of time and so it could have been days, months, or even worse years. The sludge was changed up every now and then and replaced with a sweet tasting mixture that had the faintest hint of chocolate or caramel.
The feeding would keep going until I could feel myself getting full.. then they would keep going until I passed out from the pain of being full. I could tell this was taking longer to achieve. What was happening to me? How long would I be here for?
After what felt like a lifetime, I woke up and could hear voices..
'Woah this worked better than I ever thought it would'
'I told you it would work, you need to believe me more'
'The money is in your account now leave me with him, I need to reintroduce him to the world'

I feel my eyes being uncovered and during this I realise I no longer have a tube in my mouth. I keep my eyes closed tight scared to open them and see where I am and who my capture was.
'Wakey wakey, that's it open those eyes and see the masterpiece I have created'

Masterpiece what is he on about, I slowly peak through my eyes and instantly see Harry. That bastard what has he done? Why has he done this?
I go to reach for him but can't move my arms, they must be tied down or something.
'Ahhn yes that's a side effect of what I've done to you, your arms are useless now'

Useless what does he mean? With that though I open my eyes and am shocked at what I see.

I cant even describe it, I just see a sea of skin, of fat, of me.
I'm huge, I'm double if not triple the size I used to be, I try to look further down but my head won't move much.

'Ahh does fatty want to look at himself? Well here you go'
Harry turns a screen round and reveals a mirror. I release a guttural scream which sounds different to how I have ever sounded.
My god what am I, my face is so round my eyes are little slits where my cheeks are puffed up so much they are forcing them shut. My neck is one solid piece of fat from my chin downwards. No wonder I couldn't move my head. My chest cascades down either side so large each one is probably the size of a chubby guys belly. My nipples rest somewhere out of reach, my chest is covered in angry red stetch marks. My arms are just piles of fat, the hard work I've recently done at the gym is gone, there rolls and folds all over the place. Then what I'm guessing is my belly, is like a waterfall of jelly, it cascades over the sides of the bed I am on, it goes all the way down to my ankles.. at this I finally take note at how wide I am, I am over flowing a king size bed. How am I going to get through doors? How am I going to get out? I then see my ankles and feet, bloated huge and looking really sore. I didn't realise feet could get fat. No shoes will fit my feet now.
I dare not think what my arse looks like as I always had quite a large one of those.

'Like what you see?'
'No im huge, how do I get out of here?'
'I always told you I proffered you bigger, I didn't like the attention you started getting so I decided to take matters into my own hands. And no you don't need to worry about that you won't be getting out of here, you are my Immobile boyfriend.'
'But if im immobile how are you going to get me home, who's going to look after me? I can't be?'
'Don't believe me try and move'

I had already started to accept that he was telling the truth, throughout this conversation I kept trying to move a part of my body, but it felt like there was no muscle there, every time I tried I ended up just making my body jiggle about.

'As for getting you home, guess where you've been all this time. At home!'

He removes all the screens from around my bed area and I recognise what was our living room.

'Did you never wonder why I lived in a house with such big, wide doors? I've done this before. My ex was huge and you got some growing to do to catch him up.'

'More growing? How big did he get? You can't do this to me'
'Yeah he got to around 1500lbs before he sadly passed away, you are around 500lbs short of that and I want you bigger than him... I can't do this to you? How are you going to stop me? If I'm right any minute now you'll realise you are starving as it's been about 30 minutes since you last had food'

As if on cue my stomach rumbled loudly and Harry clicked his fingers and 4 muscled men came in all carrying a vast array of food.. my mouth watered and I instantly opened my mouth to be fed and at this point realised there was no going back and I was stuck like this.

The end