A Glutton's Love - Part 15

“Sure thing, tubby. You still look quite hungry,” Chloe said casually as she went to refill one plate.

Meanwhile, Alisson felt herself break out in a sweat as her body tried to process the masses of food. She had watched this phenomenon on Melissa multiple times as she had pushed her girlfriend to new heights of gluttony. Alisson knew the powerful feeling one got from driving a fatty to this pathetic state of distress.

She couldn’t believe to now be at the receiving end of such a humiliating treatment.

A bead of sweat made its way down her temple as Chloe placed the filled place in front of her.

“Dig in! I saw how longingly you looked on while I refilled your plate.”

Alisson didn’t even have the energy to object to Chloe’s statement in her thoughts. Instead, she had to concentrate all her efforts on continuing the grueling ordeal of getting absolutely stuffed in front of multiple people, some of whom used to look up to her. Her hand shook slightly as she used it to put the next bite into her mouth.

Every fiber of her body protested against the onslaught of food she forced it through. Each bite felt like a wrong kind of workout by itself. Alisson couldn’t give it much thought, though, as she had to give it her all just to keep each bite coming.

After what felt like a miserable eternity, Alisson managed to finish the plate.

Not being able to keep her body under control, she moaned loudly as she leaned back and looked down in shock at the mound of stuffed flesh her belly presented. She would have been embarrassed by her behavior if her mind hadn’t been overwhelmed by the strain of her overfull state.

“You look like that plate was just what you needed,” Chloe remarked and laughed. “I’d guess your main course is over, and you’re ready to move on to the desserts?”

No more will was left in Alisson to object to anything Chloe said, so she nodded weakly.

“I thought so! But after all the work you had me do to you, I think it’s about time you start getting your food yourself again,” Chloe said, smirking.

Allison could only answer with a painful groan. All she wanted to do was to lie down for the remainder of the day to let her body get some rest. In a feeble attempt to get support, she looked up at Melissa. To her frustration, Alisson realized that her girlfriend was entirely mesmerized by her own gluttony, not noticing anything that was happening around her.

Alisson was on her own, in the clutches of a girl that reveled in her suffering and degradation.

She tried to sit upright, moaning in pain from the slight movement she was putting her body through. By the time she got into the right position, she was already panting. As she put both hands on the table and got ready to heave herself up, Alisson couldn’t help but make more noises of discomfort.

She got up on her feet with what felt like an enormous effort. Immediately, her hand shot to her belly, holding it to try to soothe the pain. She felt insecure and uncoordinated as she took her first steps towards the buffet. As hard as she tried, she couldn’t put any grace into her movements. Instead, she had the waddle of a heavily pregnant lady that moved laboriously.

The realization that she was actually waddling horrified Alisson. How often had she marveled and laughed at the inelegant gain of her girlfriend while feeling superior? If there was any feeling of superiority left in her, it evaporated with every thunderous step she took. Alisson felt herself grow frustrated by how slowly she moved. The buffet seemed to only creep towards her in slow motion. At the same time, she had to endure the uncomfortable certainty that Chloe was watching her every move in amusement.

When she finally made it to the buffet, Alisson haphazardly filled her plate, only thinking about returning to her seat. Not being used to carrying such a heavy belly, her lower back started screaming in pain for her to sit back down and rest. She found herself putting on hand on it to try to ease the pain, further reinforcing her looking pregnant.

Alisson used the determination she had acquired during her years of competitive sports to make it through her way back. She felt pathetic knowing that such a short waddle was all it took to make her feel like she had just gone through an entire workout.

To distract herself from the humiliating feeling, she grabbed her spoon and went on to torture her tubby body with more food. In some way, knowing that she could stay seated as long as she kept eating made her feel safe. As long as there was food making its way into her belly, she didn’t have to worry about moving anymore. All she had to do was endure the pain of her belly, which started to feel like a worthy trade-off to the humiliation of waddling around.

That’s why Alisson felt a sting of anxiety when she finished her desserts. The uncertainty of what Chloe would put her through next made her wish she had another full plate in front of her that she could distract herself with. Her intense worries made her oblivious to the fact that she was now loudly panting from her overfilled belly.

Noticing her discomfort, Chloe grinned maliciously.

“Congrats on finishing your healthy meal. Now, let’s continue our photo shoot! Also, my aunt talked so much about how fit you are. Let’s record some video evidence of your incredible athleticism!”