A Glutton's Love - Part 26

Her marveling at other people's toned bodies and being intimidated by them.
Having her go out in too-tight clothes in public.
Making her overeat in public.
Her total loss of confidence.
Ruining her public image, especially with people who used to admire her now looking down on her.
Her becoming increasingly submissive and obedient.
Having her admit her own gluttony publicly.
Her becoming dependent on others.
Her losing all control over her appetite.
Getting her turned on by the thought of stuffing and getting fatter for me.
Getting her humiliated by her cousin Chloe.
Her own family being ashamed of her obesity.
Her becoming so pathetic that she lets everyone humiliate her.
Regularly showing her off just so people can make fun of her.
Her becoming eager to degrade herself just to get some food.
Her always being fatter and more out of shape than anyone around her.
Her being so hopelessly lazy that she has no other perspective in life than eating.
Her needing to use special equipment because of her limited capabilities.

Alisson kept staring at the bold letters now hanging on their living room wall while cold shivers kept running down her spine with every sentence she read. She remembered writing those words not too long ago. Back then, it had given her a sick pleasure to think about all the embarrassing things she had made Melissa go through. It had made her feel incredibly powerful to know that she had influenced someone’s life in such drastic ways. She had felt like a fit goddess, destined for great things.

And now, the script had turned entirely on her.

It was too much for her to process at once. Each sentence she read sent images of Melissa’s experiences into her mind. But this time, she tried to picture herself in Melissa’s stead. Each mental image was more terrifying than the last, and Alisson felt like she was about to have a panic attack.

This couldn’t be what the future had in store for her! She couldn’t just let herself be turned into a pathetic fatass. This had all gone way too far. She had to stop this right now!

“Look at me!”

Sam’s harsh voice tore through Alisson’s thoughts and brought her attention back to the present. She turned her head and was surprised to see Sam standing there in just her panties. Alisson was shocked to realize that she had been so lost in her thoughts that she hadn’t noticed Sam stripping right before her. Now, she needed a moment to take in the sight in front of her.

Years of dedicated fitness regimes had sculpted Sam’s body into the perfect allegory of feminine strength and grace. Each body part was stacked with toned muscles to give her the appearance of peak athleticism. Sam was everything Alisson had strived for in her former life.

Sam’s gaze was oozing self-confidence as she slowly approached Alisson, who could feel herself break out in a nervous, cold sweat as their eyes met. In a panic, Alisson hastily shifted her gaze back to Sam’s body. However this did very little to soothe the rising panic the chunky girl felt.

Once Sam towered right in front of Alisson, she took her chubby hand and placed it on her abs. “Take your time and feel my body.”

Awkwardly, Alisson traced her fingers of Sam’s chiseled abs up to her pecks and strong arms. Every part she touched felt hard and radiated pure strength.

“Do you remember when your body felt just like mine?” Sam asked, not suppressing a scoff.

Too scared to raise her voice, Alisson shyly nodded while her hand rested on Sam’s muscular thigh.

“Wrong!”

Alisson withdrew her hand abruptly, shocked by the sudden outburst of hostility.

Sam leaned forward and pulled Alisson’s face up, forcing her to look into Sam’s gaze. The intensity Alisson saw behind Sam’s light blue eyes made her shiver and melt into a scared puddle.

“You were never as strong as me! Do you think I didn’t notice all those times during our shared workout sessions that you looked at my body with envy? I know you tried to push yourself to catch up to me. Because you knew that I was fitter than you. Stronger than you. And even in your prime, you never managed to get even close to my level.  

I saw that glimmer of fight in your eyes just now. And I knew that it was time to remind you that you have always been lesser than me. There is no going back to being as fit as I am because you never were. You were always beneath me. That is your place. And I will determine just how far beneath me I want you to be.

Is that clear?”

Alisson fought hard to hold back tears as she nodded weakly. Sam’s words had strung a chord with her because deep down, she knew they were right. She felt like a fool that she had actually thought Sam had never noticed all the envious looks Alisson had shot her back in the day. Now, she saw that Sam had always been ahead of her. It was hopeless to fight.

“Good,” Sam said while her eyes displayed the inevitability of Alisson’s fate. “Now. Eat.”

Alisson felt like all life had gone out of her limbs. All she wanted to do was cry. But before she could break down, she felt a soft touch on her shoulder.

“It’s alright, cutie. I know it’s hard to accept who you are. I love you, and I will help you through it all!”

Melissa’s warm smile brought back the life into Alisson’s world like a sunrise after a harsh winter night. Alisson couldn’t help but return her smile as she leaned back. Melissa grabbed a handful of fries and brought it toward Alisson’s mouth while whispering sweet nothings into her ear.

Without hesitation, Alisson opened her mouth and welcomed the soothing feeling of greasy food sliding down into her expanding belly.