“Ugh, they’re even camped out on this side” sighed Lizzie as
she gazed out at the gathered paparazzo that had congregated around the service
entrance of the hotel she was currently holed up in.
You would think Lizzie Knox would be used to it by now but
the constant media scrutiny she was constantly under would drive anyone to
frustration. Lizzie had been thrust into the public spotlight about ten years
ago when the fresh faced teen had made it big by competing on a popular
television talent show. Seven hit albums, four box office smashes and her own
clothing line later, it was pretty hard for Lizzie to go anywhere unnoticed.
“Give it a rest Liz, you know that’s their job, whinging
about them isn’t going to make them disappear”, As Lizzie’s boyfriend the
paparazzi nuisance wasn’t a bed of roses for Tom either but the only thing
worse than the crafty snappers was his superstar girlfriend moaning about it.
“But we’re on holiday Tom, I don’t want to spend the entire
time stuck up here in the hotel room”
“Then you probably shouldn’t have told that talk show guy
that you were sooo psyched to get to ride some roller coasters on your
vacation, they were waiting for us at the airport!”
Lizzie playfully threw a cushion at Tom who batted it down.
“Why don’t we just make a run for it?” suggested Tom. “We
can barge through, get in the car and be on our way to the theme park in no
time”.
“It’s fine for you, throw on a cap and shades and no-one
could tell you from Larry”
“What can I say? I just blend right in”.
“Oh and like you don’t remember what happened last time, we
lasted about 20 minutes in the line for the boat ride when we were spotted,
swamped and then had to spend the rest of the day being ushered in and out of
rides, with about fifty bodyguards around us and everyone was yelling and…”
“You’re being melodramatic!” Interrupted Tom, “It wasn’t
fifty it was more like eight and no-one was yelling, people love you, you know
that”.
“I know” pouted
Lizzie “I just wish I could go and enjoy things like regular people sometimes”
“That’s the price of fame hun, the millions of dollars, the
houses, the cars, they all come at a price”
“I know, I know, I just wish I could do regular stuff once
in a while you know?”
“I know babe, hey why don’t we order room service and see
what films they have?” asked Tom hoping that a film and some ice-cream would
placate his little diva. Lizzie hated the nickname but realised she had some
tendencies to be a little bit of a handful to deal with.
“Ok but I’m picking!” giggled Lizzie, her mood noticeably
lifting at the prospect at spending some quality time with her fella.
Tom picked up the remote and started flicking through the
hotel movie guide while Lizzie got on the phone to room service.
“Hey they have my latest masterpiece on here!” shouted Tom,
he was referring to ‘Zombie Renegade’ a film released earlier in the year that
he had worked on. Tom was a talented SFX makeup guy and it was doing his thing
where he’d actually met Lizzie. He had worked on her first movie – ‘My
babysitter fought a werewolf!’ and they had hit it off instantly. Truth be told
it was his makeup skills that helped him stay incognito so often when visiting
Lizzie. Sure he’d appeared in his fair share of tabloid rags while out with his
girlfriend but the wig and moustache he kept in his bag worked a lot better
than a simple ball cap and sunglasses.
“Yeah that was great the first three times we watched it and
your commentary was sooo interesting” replied Lizzie. It was Tom’s turn to
throw a pillow.
Lizzie settled on a film and when room service arrived they
settled down to start watching.
“You know, if you looked like her you could go anywhere” Tom
said nodding towards the door as the waitress left.
“Huh?” replied Lizzie “I didn’t get a good look at her, what
did she look like?”
“Pretty average, that’s what I’m saying if you looked pretty
average, you would be able to go anywhere and not have people following you
everywhere”.
“Yeah but I don’t look pretty average, Tom and I doubt I
ever will. Anyway let’s not get into this again, let’s just watch the film
okay?”
As they watched the film Tom’s mind kept working and when it
was done he had another question for Lizzie.
“Hey what do you think to me working some magic on you so we
can go to the theme park?”
“That might work on Halloween, Tom but it’s the middle of
July, people would think I worked for the theme park and still want pictures
with me”.
“I’m not talking about making you up to look like a monster,
what if I could do you a disguise?”
“Wigs fall off on rollercoasters silly, plus I’d have to
take off any glasses or hats anyway.”
“Listen, do you want to go ride coasters?”
“You know I do, Tom but…”
“Well I’ve been working with a guy in town on something for
an upcoming film that I think might be able to help us out, it’s worth a try
right?”
“Well I guess?”
“Okay then give me an hour, two tops”
And with that Tom grabbed his bag and left.
It was about an hour and a half later that Lizzie heard a
knock at the door.
“Housekeeping” she heard a deep voice say.
“Uh sure, come in” she replied but was taken aback at who
walked through the door.
“What the hell?! You’re not with the hotel, who are you?”
she shouted at the heavy set African-American guy pushing an anvil case into
her room.
“Calm down my little diva” the gent responded.
“Wait, what did you call me?” asked the frantic starlet.
“I called you my little diva” this time responding in his
normal voice.
“Tom?!” Lizzie questioned the man who appeared to be some
sort of delivery driver.
“That’s me, help me out with this will ya?” he asked an
obviously confused Lizzie.
She helped the man construct an apparatus that he took from
the anvil case and then watched in amazement as he started to disrobe.
“Erm maybe I should wait in the bathroom while you get
undressed?”
“Lizzie, it’s not real, here watch this” Tom replied as he
shed the last of his clothing and positioned himself under the scaffold like
apparatus. After fiddling with his ear for a moment, Lizzie watched on in awe
as the gent’s face went flaccid and he rolled it down to the neck to reveal the
face of her boyfriend.
“What? How?...” stammered Lizzie
“I don’t pretend to know the science behind it, that’s
Scotty’s job, I’ve been doing the makeup on this baby”.
“Why don’t I know anything about this?”
“It’s top secret, patents need to go through and legal
stuff, if Mr M found out about this he’d probably flip his lid” Tom replied as
he stepped out of the fleshy skin.
“Well that’s very nice Tom but I’m hoping you’re not
suggesting that I walk around in that?”
“No hun, you couldn’t if you wanted to, you don’t have the
right er equipment” said Tom as he walked into the wardrobe.
“I noticed you were naked in there, why exactly?”
“It’s the main selling point of the suit” answered Tom.
“This is designed so that we do the makeup for a project before filming starts,
then makeup takes minutes each day instead of hours. It has to be fully
functional so that the actor can just live in the suit while filming if they
want to, it’s great for method actors and now actors don’t have to get up at an
ungodly hour to go through makeup each day they should be much easier to work
with”
“So everybody wins eh? Another question, why the fat black
dude?” questioned Lizzie.
“Well Mr M has a penchant for making fat suit films however
unfunny they may be and seeing as how this will be used in the sequel no-one
wanted to see, you get the picture?”
“Ohhh, I totally know who Mr M is” giggled Lizzie “But I
still don’t see how this benefits me”.
“Well I had to show you how believable this suit is” said
Tom as he folded the suit up, “and it’s so I can show you this!” exclaimed Tom
as he unfurled another smaller suit from the anvil case.
“You have a girl one?! What could he want with this?”
“This is the prototype that we used to get the funding from
Mr M, we used a girl model as it took fewer materials to make and we wanted to
grab his attention. We had the model see him into the studio then while Scotty
was talking science to him I helped the girl into the suit and then had her
serve him refreshments, his mind was blown when we revealed it to be the same
girl!”
“I bet” laughed Lizzie, “so I could use this prototype to
pass unnoticed at the theme park?”
“You betcha” said Tom “do you want to give it a go?”
“Absolutely” replied Lizzie grabbing at the skin.
“Whoa whoa whoa, get naked and coat yourself with this head
to toe first”
“What is it?”
“It’s the solution that helps the suit stick to the person
wearing it, so make sure you put it on your head too”
“Okay help me out with the back will ya?”
“Will do” replied Tom as he set up the lady skin on the
apparatus.
After helping Lizzie apply the gel all over her body Tom
helped Lizzie into the suit and after pulling the mask up over her head, sealed
it shut by pressing the small button located behind one of the ears. Instantly
the suit smoothed and clung to Lizzie’s frame. Letting out a small squeal of
excitement Lizzie ran over to the mirror on the wardrobe to take a look at the
new her and was quite aware of how much she jiggled.
She stood there, mouth agape in awe at what stared back at
her.
“How much do I weigh?” was the first thing she managed to
ask.
“Err the suit clocks in at about 170 lbs” answered Tom,
matter of factly and it showed, as Lizzie checked out her profile she was
struck by how much different to her usual look this suit was. She was used to
seeing her slim, trim 116 lb self and this was so much different.
Gone were her 32B’s replaced by a pair of boobs she would
later find out were nearer 36C’s, they were nowhere near as firm as her own and
rested on top of her soft new belly.
“Why did you make it so fat?” she asked as she grabbed
handfuls of it.
“It’s not fat hun, we took our measurements from surveys of
American women, what you’re looking at is the average”
“Well I’m certainly not skinny anymore that’s for sure” she
replied as she turned and checked out an ass far wider than the one she was
used to.
“Average hun, you’re average now, no way anyone will
recognise you”.
“Yeah talking about that, who’s face is this?” asked Lizzie
as she prodded at the new double chin she had just acquired.
“It’s the model’s, with a couple of extra pounds of course”
answered Tom “now do you want to go ride coasters or what?”
“I can’t go out naked Tom!”
“There are clothes in the case dumbass” quipped Tom
“How dare you call Lizzie Knox a dumbass!” she laughed back.
“You’re not Lizzie Knox today my little diva”
“I guess you’re right” answered Lizzie poking at her newly
plump cheeks.
“Today you’ll be…. Beth Jones! It’ll be just like playing a
role” smiled Tom “Now get dressed pumpkin”.
Lizzie walked over to the anvil case and fished out the
garments, a bra and pair of white cotton panties, a sleeveless t-shirt in blue
and white horizontal stripes, large in size and a pair of beige knee length
shorts. Lizzie checked the size.
“So I’m a size 12 today huh?” she said to herself while
getting dressed in front of the mirror. As she hoisted up her boobs while
putting on her new bra it dawned on her.
“Hey I can feel everything! Tom!”
“Huh?” Tom replied, his head buried in the day’s newspaper.
“I can feel everything! Every touch against my skin, the
pull of my boobs, it all feels real”
“Yeah that’s another feature of the suit and that goo you
put all over you before you put it on, you’ll feel every touch, water on your
face, wind in your hair as if it was your own. Science stuff, I don’t get it
but Scotty is brilliant.”
Her hair, she hadn’t even considered it but sure enough her
long blond curls had been replaced with a simple, shoulder length brunette
style that made her look “pretty average” she said as she pulled it back into a
ponytail. Orange flip-flops completed the look, as she slipped them on.
“Ready” she said
Tom got up from his chair, grabbed his cap and glasses “okay
let’s go ride some coasters!” he said as he walked through the door.
“He didn’t hold the door for me” thought Lizzie as they
headed toward the elevator. Once they were down in the lobby Lizzie went toward
the desk to get them to call her and Tom a cab when Tom stopped her.
“Aren’t we getting a cab?” asked Lizzie
“Nah” replied Tom “I think a girl like Beth Jones would ride
the bus”
“Ride the bus?! I’ve not been on a bus in ten years!”
“Think of it as part of the experience” said Tom as he led
her out into the crowds of paparazzi.
Lizzie flinched instinctively expecting
the barrage of flash bulbs that normally followed.
Once she opened her eyes she realised that no-one was
batting an eyelash at her presence.
“It worked!” she squealed “I’d ride the bus everyday if it
meant I got this reaction from these guys!”
Tom laughed “You had better take advantage of it while you
can then” and with that they walked down the street to find their bus stop.
After boarding their bus Lizzie sat there thinking a number
of thoughts, she was glad Tom was with her, she wouldn’t have a clue about
catching buses. “Wow I’m hungry, I hope we get there soon so I can get
something to eat”. “Look how fat my arms look in this top, they jiggle every
time we hit a bump in the road”. “In fact my entire body jiggles every time we
hit a bump”. “How warm is it? Oh my God I’m sweating so much! I hope no-one
notices”. Before she knew it they were at the theme park.
“You were quiet on the bus” said Tom
“I was just taking it all in, and I’m kinda hungry, like
really hungry”.
“Ah that’ll be the suit, you’re lugging around 170 lbs
remember”,
As they made their way into the park Lizzie made a beeline
to the first restaurant they saw.
“Oh man it’s all burgers and fried chicken, I guess we’ll
have to try and find the one healthy place in here”
“That doesn’t sound like the sort of thing Beth Jones would
say” said Tom as patted his girlfriend on her new belly.
“Yes but I’m not really Beth Jones and eating these things
would play havoc with my figure”
“Shhh pumpkin” Tom said as he put his finger to her lips.
“Go get us a table and I’ll order us some food”.
Taken aback by Tom’s assertive attitude towards her, Lizzie
did as she was told and found them a table. When Tom came back from the counter
he was carrying a tray laden with two double burger meals with large fries and
soda.
“Tom!” screeched Lizzie “I can’t eat this, I had ice-cream
earlier!”
“Then don’t” replied Tom “You’ll go hungry because I’m not
waiting in line at the only salad bar in this place”
Lizzie sat there with her mouth open. “Why are you being so
rude to me Tom?”
“I’m not being rude to you pumpkin but Beth Jones doesn’t
get treated like a princess, Beth Jones gets treated like a regular girl and
regular girls wouldn’t moan and pout when someone buys them a meal”. “You
should tuck in before it gets cold Beth”.
Lizzie looked down at the meal in front of her and
tentatively tried one of the fries.
“Ohhhh these are so good!” she moaned “I’ve not had burger
and fries in forever!”
“I told you” replied Tom “I think Beth Jones would let her
boyfriend pick out her meals more often than not”.
Her will fading, Lizzie replied through a mouth full of her
double burger “I think you might be right on that point”.
After they were done eating Lizzie and Tom started walking
towards the rides.
“That was so good but I feel like I could eat it again
moaned” Lizzie
“Then you should” replied Tom “I think Beth would totally
eat a couple of meals like that a day”.
“Are you kidding?! I’m already gonna have to work like crazy
in the gym tomorrow to burn all that off! But why am I still kinda hungry?”
“Oh I should’ve said, you’re gonna have to fuel that suit by
eating like a chunky chick today” smiled Tom
“What?! Oh man all that work in the gym for one day of
anonymity? I’m not sure it’s worth it”
“Oh relax, one day isn’t going to hurt you. You might
actually enjoy yourself a bit more if you weren’t worrying about your diet. In
fact, that’s it, no more Lizzie talk all day. Today you’re my pleasantly plump
girlfriend Beth Jones”.
“Yes sir!” replied Lizzie with a mock salute.
“And besides, while you have that suit on you can’t gain
weight anyway, anything you pack on goes to the suit”. Tom replied as he
slipped his arm around her and squeezed her love handle.
“Oh and you couldn’t have told me this earlier so I wouldn’t
be feeling all guilty?”
“What fun would that be?” laughed Tom as she playfully
punched him in the shoulder. “You should really let go today, have some fun”.
The rest of the day was spent riding rides and sampling
pretty much every type of food on offer in the park, candy floss, corn dogs,
caramel apples, hot dogs, popcorn and more all managed to find their way into
Lizzie’s stomach and she was safe in the knowledge that it would be Beth that
would be carrying around any extra poundage that came along with it.
On the bus ride back to the hotel, Lizzie continued to munch
on a huge bag of candy she had handpicked from one of the souvenir shops while
Tom gave her belly a rub.
“Did you have a good day today Beth?” he asked her.
“Mmhhmmm” sighed Lizzie, she had really gotten into the role
all day.
Back in the hotel with no paparazzi incidents Lizzie was sat
on the bed, clad only in her bra and panties still working away on her bag of
candy.
“Are you not going to change out of that suit hun?”
“I will but I still have all this candy, and there’s no way
I’m eating it as Lizzie”
“Well Beth, I have a great idea, I’ll be back soon” and with
that Tom left.
Lizzie loved that Tom had come up with this role to play and
that he was getting into it completely, she rubbed her distended belly while
she thought of the fun they had that day and wondering why it was making her
feel a little funny.
When Tom returned a little while later he was not empty
handed.
“Ohh Beeeettthhh”
“Hi hunny where did you go?” replied Lizzie still in
character
“I went to get you a little present – one dozen donuts! I
thought I could feed them to my fat girlfriend while I gave her a good fucking”.
Lizzie gasped and covered her mouth, Tom was never normally
this forward.
“Can we do that? Have sex in the suit?”
“It’s fully functional baby” said Tom as he popped a donut
into her open mouth.
“Mmmm” moaned Lizzie through her mouthful as she slipped out
of her big white panties “well I’m sure I can manage a few of those”.
“No” said Tom as he unclasped her bra. “You’re having them
all and you’re going to love it piggy”.
Lizzie grabbed a donut and crammed all of it into her mouth
as Tom kissed her neck and played with her belly, why did she feel all funny
when Tom talked to her like that, it was making her feel so horny. And where
was all this kinky fat talk coming from, she’d never known Tom to like big
girls. All she knew was that she was going to enjoy this while she could.
Lizzie woke up with the taste of chocolate still in her
mouth, oh what a night they had had. Lizzie had managed to fit all one dozen
donuts into her, well Beth’s belly and Tom had fucked her like he had promised.
As she cupped her, Beth’s naked breasts she thought back to last night and the
awesome feeling they had as they swayed back and forth as Tom slammed into her
from behind. As she walked into the bathroom she rubbed her plush ass and
thought about how Tom had had her over his knee giving her a good spanking
while she fed herself two donuts at a time, each slap sending ripples through
her chubby body, Tom’s insults ringing through her ears making her even
hornier. She had never had a night like it and was kinda sad that she had to
give the suit back today she thought as she looked at her chubby face in the
mirror – Beth’s chubby face in the mirror.
Tom had stirred by the time she had returned from the
bathroom.
“Good morning sexy” smiled Tom “want me to order up some
breakfast?”
“Aw do you really think I’m sexy? Even like this?”
“Of course I do pumpkin, but I have to take that suit back
today so you might want to pop it off before breakfast”
“Oh I will but I’m not having any regular breakfast, I still
have all this candy to eat”
“Oh Beth” laughed Tom “I’m going to miss you”.
“Can you believe people are actually going to see this?”
asked Tom.
“They must be fans of your brilliant work” replied Lizzie as
she moved in for a hug with her boyfriend.
“I’ve worked on much better films than this that haven’t
been seen by half as many people”.
“I wouldn’t worry on the quality of the film hun, you’ll
only be judged on the quality of your makeup, which you know is the best anyone
has ever seen”.
“I know, it’d be nice to be able to show off my work without
people rolling their eyes at the cheesy stories though”.
“Well that’s not your department, it’s not like you could
write a better story anyway” Lizzie playfully quipped.
“No but you know people who do, do you think you could get
one of your big Hollywood pals to write a decent story that could showcase my
talents? You could even star in it!”
“Oh no! I’m not doing any acting for a while, I’m using this
time to rest a little and then I’m getting to work on the new album.”
“Oh that’s a shame, I’d love to work together again” replied
Tom planting a kiss on his girlfriend’s head.
“I could ask around though, I’m just not starring in it”.
Talking about Tom’s makeup skills gave Lizzie an idea.
“You know, you could use the Beth suit to sell the idea to
some of my Hollywood guys”
“No can do hun” replied Tom. “Mr M owns Beth now, he got her
as part of the deal to do the funding”.
“What on earth is he going to do with her?!”
“I think he’s putting it in a museum that he’s opening,
totally devoted to him”.
“That guy sure has an ego” mused Lizzie
“Tell me about it, at least you didn’t have to work with
him”
“True, that’s a real shame though, it would be so much
easier to show off your skills with a practical demonstration”.
In reality Lizzie had secretly hoped she’d be able to wear
the Beth suit again. Barely a day had gone by that she hadn’t thought back to
the events of that weekend in L.A. The way it felt to just let go, forget her
troubles and just be Beth, all the food that she normally had to deny herself
and then there was the way Tom had treated her, he had been so assertive and
even when he had called her names in the bedroom she felt like a new woman.
What had he called her? ‘Piggy’, as he shovelled donuts into
her, she should’ve been aghast at that sort of treatment but it had turned her
on like nothing she had ever experienced. Oh the shame of it, she was starting
to get turned on just thinking about it.
Lizzie was snapped back to reality by Tom
“Hellooo?”
“Oh sorry hun, just daydreaming I guess”.
“Well I’m off to the studio, I’ve got something I’ve been
tinkering around with”
“Oh I was hoping we could spend the day together” Lizzie
pouted
“I won’t be gone all day, why don’t you go out shopping and
we can do something in the afternoon?”
“I guess I could, don’t work too hard okay?” Lizzie kissed
Tom as he walked out the door.
Lizzie set off for the mall in her standard disguise, ball
cap, black wig and sunglasses. It served its purpose and if she did get
recognised no-one was really sure enough to approach her.
She picked up a few items from different shops, a couple of
new dresses, some new shoes, some new lingerie. “I can model that for Tom
later” she thought to herself.
She then passed by the food court and her thoughts
immediately went to Beth.
“Oh what I wouldn’t give for another weekend like that” she
thought “I’d eat there and there and there…” she cut herself off “ugh I’ve
really got to stop thinking about Beth, she’s gone and isn’t coming back”.
Her mind started to wander as she walked by one of the chain
discount clothes stores.
“Although… I’m kinda on vacation again and I might not be
able to consume as much as Beth can but surely there’s no harm in having a Beth
morning?”
With that she darted into the clothes store looking for some
suitable ‘Beth’ attire. She settled on a pair of black stretch pants, a strappy
pink top that was emblazoned with big black stars and a pair of non-descript
black pumps. As she was on her way to the checkout she thought “oohh underwear”
and went to pick some out. She picked out the most boring she could find, a
pair of white granny panties and a matching bra. “Just like Beth’s” she thought
“only much smaller”.
After she had paid she asked the clerk if she could change
into her new clothes now. After getting permission she found herself in the
fitting room checking out her new garb. With her new clothes on she felt like
she no longer needed the shades and cap disguise.
“I look like Beth before she got all fat!” She said to her
reflection imagining all those extra curves she had as Beth. With that she left
and headed straight to the food court.
As she stood in line she thought to herself, “What should I
get? No what would Beth get? A family meal? Probably but I’m not sure I can
handle that much”
“Next please” called the staff member behind the register
“what can I get you today?”
“Erm a chicken sandwich meal? No two chicken sandwich meals…
large ones!”
“Okay that’ll be right up miss”.
As she was waiting for her food Lizzie thought “I’m not
looking forward to the gym work…. No, no more Lizzie thoughts I’m Beth this
morning” as she smiled to herself.
Her food arrived and she found herself a table.
As she was closing in
on the last half of sandwich she was beginning to feel really stuffed. “A
little belly rub would sort this out” she thought and rubbed herself as she
powered home to finish the sandwich. She let out a loud moan as she finished
the last bite but was woken from her reverie by a voice.
“It’s nice to see a lady with such a healthy appetite round
here for once”
It was the guy from behind the register
“Oh sorry If I was making too much noise “replied Lizzie
“Not at all madam, I’m Adam by the way” he said holding out
his hand.
“Uh Beth” replied Lizzie accepting the handshake that turned
out to be a dorky hand kiss! Even though, Lizzie felt herself blushing.
“Oh my god he’s hitting on me!” she thought
“Do you mind if I sit?” said Adam
“No feel free”. Replied Lizzie, interested to see where this
would go.
“I saw you rubbing your belly” he said in a hushed tone “it
was almost like you were used to eating such a large meal”.
“Oh yeah… I eat this much regularly”
“Really? It doesn’t look like it, you must work out a whole
bunch”.
“Well yeah I do but I used to be really fat, that’s why I
can eat like that”.
“I bet you looked just as hot when you were fat”
Lizzie could feel her blush intensifying
“How heavy were you if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Oh I was about 170 lbs at my biggest” replied Lizzie
“That’s not that big, pretty average if you ask me” said
Adam
“That’s what my boyfriend says”
“Well he’s a pretty lucky guy to have a lady as liberal
about her weight as you are”.
“Yeah I guess he is, I really should be going, I’m meeting
up with him this afternoon”.
“Well it has been lovely talking to you m’lady and next time
you stop by be sure to ask for me, I’d always allow such a pretty lady to use
my staff discount”.
“Oh I’ll make a point of it” said Lizzie.
Another dorky hand kiss later, Lizzie found herself heading
to the nearest restroom to change back into her classy clothes and disguise.
Her tummy was distended but it was easily hidden underneath her jacket.
On her way back to her car she was ready to throw her ‘Beth’
clothes in the trash but then she reconsidered.
“Well maybe I’ll save them… for a special occasion”.
When she arrived home she noticed Tom’s car was already in
the driveway.
“Hunny I’m home” she playfully called out as she walked
through the door.
“Hi hun” replied Tom “how was shopping?”
“Pretty uneventful” lied Lizzie “But I did get a little
surprise for later though” she smiled
“Oh really? Well I have a little surprise for you now”
“Oh I love surprises!”
“Okay give me your hand and keep your eyes closed” said Tom
as he led Lizzie downstairs to the basement.
He placed something in her hand and said “Okay, you can open
them”.
In Lizzie’s hand lay the bottle of familiar solution.
“Get naked and coat yourself head to toe in this” said Tom
with a mischievous grin.
“Ready”, cried Lizzie excitedly as she finished applying the
solution. “Where is she?”
“She’s behind this curtain” replied Tom “but your surprise
isn’t over yet, keep your eyes closed and don’t open them again until I say so”
And with that Tom helped Lizzie over to the apparatus and
began fitting the suit.
“Oh this is so exciting! I hope you bought donuts”
Tom ignored her question as he continued his work, when he
was done Lizzie noticed there was no messing with her ear, instead the suit
just started smoothing by itself.
Straight away Lizzie could tell something was different.
“Okay you can open em”
Lizzie stood there staring in awe, Tom had handily
positioned a full length mirror in front of her and was enjoying her reaction
in the reflection.
“Well” Lizzie finally spoke “This is different”
What was staring back at her wasn’t Beth, it was a young
caramel skinned beauty that carried a lot more weight.
“What happened to Beth?”
“I told you she was gone, I wasn’t lying, and this is what
I’ve been working on, what do you think?”
“I thought Beth was fat” replied Lizzie “how much does this
one weigh?”
“220” replied Tom proudly as he wrapped his arms around her
substantial middle.
“Wow, so what did you make her for?”
“She’s for your new role of course” said Tom as he kissed
her on the neck.
“Mmmmm “sighed Lizzie “and what might that be?”
“You’re my new live in maid, Isabel”
“What?!” Screeched Lizzie as she spun round “we have a maid,
Rosa”
“Not for the next week we don’t, I gave her the week off”
“I don’t want to be your maid Tom”
“Too bad, get dressed” said Tom as he threw Lizzie a
familiar servants dress
“This is Rosa’s dress!”
“That’s right, dirty too seeing as she hasn’t been here to
do the laundry today, better put it on, she’ll be round soon to show you the
ropes before she heads off on vacation”.
“I don’t want to do this” pouted Lizzie
“Well unfortunately for you, you don’t have a choice. You
see that suit has some improvements, most interestingly it doesn’t have a
self-release, if you want out of it you have to get me to do it and I won’t
consider it until I’ve had a week of great quality service from you my fat
servant”
“I won’t, I’ll just spend the week in the suit”
“Oh I planned for insubordination, for every day you don’t
play along Rosa gets another week off and you will have even more work to do.”
“Oh” replied Lizzie as the situation she was in began to
sink in
“Besides, it’s not all bad, you do a good job and you’ll get
rewarded” said Tom as he walked over to her “and remember how turned on you got
by those insults I called you at 170?”
Lizzie let a moan escape her lips as Tom ran his fingers
through the abundant pubic hair of the suit.
“Imagine how horny you’ll get as you notice people staring
at the 220 lbs maid in the supermarket?”
“The supermarket?”
“Well I don’t do the shopping do I?”
Just then the two lovers were interrupted.
“Helllooo?” called Rosa
“Argh!” shrieked Lizzie as she hid behind the curtain
“Oh I’m sorry, you must be Isabel. But why are you naked?
“A truck drenched her on the way over here can you believe
that?” interjected Tom
“People are so inconsiderate these days” replied Rosa
“Say you look to be about the same size as Isabel here, do
you have any underwear here she can borrow?”
“Well I can see you found my dress in the laundry hamper,
there should be some underwear in here too, here you go Isabel” and with that
she handed Lizzie the worn undergarments.
“Sorry they’re dirty but lovely Mr Tom here surprised me
with a week vacation! I didn’t get chance to do laundry”
“Yes I heard” replied Lizzie
“Thank you for covering for me Isabel, hurry up and get
dressed and I’ll show you what Mr Tom and Miss Lizzie expect of you”.
“Well you’re in good hands Isabel, Rosa have fun on your
vacation” said Tom as he left the two voluptuous Latinas together.
“Oh I will Mr Tom, say thank you to Miss Lizzie for me” Rosa
shouted after him “my work pumps are over the Isabel, they should fit you fine”
Lizzie took the dirty clothes – someone else’s clothes and
proceeded to get dressed behind the curtain, as she smoothed the suit’s curly
brown hair she couldn’t help but feel humiliated, staring back at her in the
mirror was a fat Mexican cleaner, Tom’s fat Mexican cleaner and he was right,
she had never been more turned on.
After a couple of hours of Rosa teaching Lizzie the correct
way to do laundry, when Tom and Lizzie would expect meals and which rooms
should be cleaned on which days Rosa announced it was time to go grocery
shopping.
The two women travelled to the supermarket by bus and all
journey Rosa talked and talked about her family and what she would do on
vacation but the talk wasn’t all Rosa, she had of course pried into the life of
Isabel and Lizzie had no choice but to flesh out the role accordingly.
She made believe that she was the daughter of one of Miss
Lizzie’s seamstresses, she was taking this job to help bring in a little extra
money in time for the holidays while she was taking a break from college, she
was the eldest of four and had a boyfriend – Adam.
“Oh to be young again” said Rosa “Your man must love your
thick figure am I right? I know mine does!”
“Oh yes, Adam loves it” replied Lizzie getting into the role
now “He would love it if I were even bigger, always pestering me to use his
discount to buy cheap food”
“A working man too? You certainly seem to have a lovely life
chica”
“I certainly do”
When they arrived at the supermarket Rosa announced that
she’d like to buy Isabel dinner.
“To say thank you for this time off, plus you won’t want to
cook for yourself after cooking for Mr Tom and Miss Lizzie”
“Thank you Rosa, you’re so sweet” replied Lizzie
Lizzie grabbed a table while Rosa ordered, when she returned
she was carrying a tray loaded with six beef burritos, after she sat down she
slid four over to Lizzie.
“That Adam sounds like a good man, you should indulge his
wishes” said Rosa with a wink
Lizzie thought she couldn’t possibly eat so much food but
she realised that she wasn’t Lizzie, she was Isabel and she hadn’t noticed that
gnawing hunger that had crept up on her.
“What the hell, my man is a good man” laughed Lizzie and
tucked in.
Lizzie surprised herself being able to finish the burritos,
and with ease! Although she was having second thoughts as she had to push the
cart around the supermarket as Rosa went about adding items.
“Oh and you should
get some things for you too” said Rosa
“Huh?”
“Mr Tom said you would be living in while I was away and
that you were to get whatever food for yourself too”
“Oh erm cool” said Lizzie
Just then it hit Lizzie she could use this week to eat
whatever she wanted, she may be having to be a servant but Tom had essentially
given her free rein to go wild. She proceeded to pick up anything and
everything that took her fancy.
“Whoa” remarked Rosa “I guess you’re serious about gaining
some weight for your man then eh?”
“Well if my man wants a big fat girlfriend, a big fat
girlfriend is what he’s gonna get” laughed Lizzie
After Rosa helped Lizzie return home with the groceries she
wished her well for the week and left on her vacation. Lizzie decided it was
time to seek out Tom. She found him in the living room.
“Tom”
“Mr Tom please Isabel”
“Mr Tom, okay this was fun for a day and you were right I
did find it sexy but can you let me out now?”
“I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about Isabel”
“Tom!” shrieked Lizzie
“Ahahah” said Tom tapping at his watch “You wouldn’t want
Rosa to get another weeks’ vacation on your very first day would you Isabel?”
“No” said Lizzie looking at her feet
“Very good” replied Tom. “I’ll take my evening meal in the
dining room please Isabel” and with that he returned his attention to the
television.
“I can’t believe he did this!” said Lizzie to herself as she
went about preparing Tom’s meal just as Rosa had shown her.
“Well at least I get to gorge on ice-cream later” she smiled
to herself.
As she served Tom his meal he took a tentative bite.
“Mmmm very good Isabel, I could get used to this. Maybe Rosa
should get more vacations”
Lizzie smiled and bit her lip a little
“I’m glad you’re enjoying it sir”
“Yes it’s very good. I won’t require any further service
tonight Isabel” said Tom matter of factly. “You’ll find that I’ve arranged a
maid’s quarters for you for this week in the basement, good night Isabel”
Lizzie stood there open-mouthed, “Tom expected her to sleep
in the basement?” The thought sent a chill through her, he was treating her
just like the help. She was stirred back into motion by Tom’s words.
“That’ll be all Isabel”
Lizzie grabbed a pint of ice-cream, a spoon and headed
toward her home for the week. She stripped out of Rosa’s clothes as soon as she
closed the door behind her not wanting to spend another second in someone
else’s dirty clothes, she set them to wash and lay down on her bed with her
treat.
As she ate she noticed that Tom had left the mirror down
there and she paid it some attention. She was undeniably beautiful, she looked
about five years younger than her actual age. Her belly was so much bigger than
Beth’s and hung down a little over her pussy when she stood. Her pussy – “So
hairy” she said out loud, she lifted her arm to see she had an ample covering
of hair there too and noticed the amount of hanging fat she had there now, all
the while still working away on her ice-cream she found the whole situation
incredibly arousing and bought herself to climax while staring at herself
gorging in the mirror.
“I had better get to sleep” she thought to herself “Mr Tom
expects me to be up early to serve him breakfast” and she drifted off to sleep.
He got up and jumped in the shower, he didn’t have a great
deal of work to do today so there was no rush in getting to the studio. After
he was done showering he dried himself, threw on a robe and headed to the kitchen
to grab some breakfast.
“Good morning Mr Tom” sang out Lizzie “I have prepared
breakfast just as instructed.”
“Oh good morning Isabel, I hardly noticed you there” lied
Tom “There’s an awful lot of breakfast here”
“Yes, Rosa instructed me on yours and Miss Lizzie’s
favourites”
“But Miss Lizzie isn’t here is she?”
“No sir”
“Then why did you make her food?”
“I’m sorry sir it was a careless mistake” apologised Lizzie
“Did you eat breakfast already?”
“Yes sir, I ate while I was preparing yours”
“What did you have?” enquired Tom
“I had some toaster pastries sir”
“How healthy, the whole box I presume?”
“Yes sir” Lizzie replied sheepishly looking at her feet
“Well it’s not for me to judge how you keep your figure but
I won’t have food go to waste, you’ll have to eat all these leftovers” stated
Tom as he fixed himself a plate.
Lizzie went to fix herself one but was stopped by Tom.
“After I’m done Isabel, I don’t intend to dine with the
staff”
“Very good sir” Lizzie loved how Tom was treating her, she
was getting the authentic maid experience.
“Mmm this is just as good as last night” Lizzie was snapped
back to reality by her boyfriend.
“I was serious you know, keep this up and Rosa may have to
take a permanent vacation”
The thought sent shivers down Lizzie’s spine, being stuck as
her boyfriend’s overweight Mexican maid held a forbidden attraction to it.
“Don’t worry though, I’ll leave plenty leftovers for you to
deal with while I’m gone. Wouldn’t want you going hungry” laughed Tom grabbing
hold of Lizzie’s belly.
He truly was amazed at how adaptable his girlfriend was, he
knew she was a good actor but didn’t know she was this good. She looked perfect
this morning, her hair was tidy and the dress looked like it had been made for
her now it had been washed and pressed. And she was fully immersed in the role,
totally subservient to him and she was even putting on a bit of an accent.
After finishing his breakfast Tom went upstairs and got
dressed, ready to go to work. He found Lizzie in the living room, bent over
doing some dusting. He ran his hand over her ample posterior and gave it a hard
smack. Lizzie barely even flinched.
“I’ll inspect your work when I get back and if it’s as good
as your cooking I’ll have a reward for you”
“Thank you sir” replied Lizzie and with that Tom left for
work.
After Lizzie finished cleaning the living room she started
reheating the leftovers from breakfast when there was a knock at the door. Her
heart raced, “who could it be?” she wondered.
On opening the door she was greeted by the sight of Cassie,
one of their neighbours.
“Oh hello, is Lizzie home?”
“No she is away on business” replied Lizzie putting on her
best accent
“Oh, I’ve tried calling her but there’s no answer”
“Yes, she is not to be disturbed”
“Okay well tell her I stopped by and that we should catch
up”
“I will do Miss”
“Thank you Rosa” replied Cassie as she left.
“Thank you Rosa?!” thought Lizzie “was Cassie too ignorant
to see that she wasn’t actually Rosa? Or did she genuinely mistake her for her
fat maid?” this thought sent Lizzie into a frenzy, she retrieved her leftovers
from the kitchen, stripped out of her uniform and proceeded to gorge on the
food right there in the living room.
One hand fed her fork after fork of bacon, sausage, eggs,
waffles, pancakes and muffins while the other hand found its way into her
panties, pleasuring her while she gorged. One stuffed belly and a couple of
orgasms later Lizzie found herself drifting off to sleep, she quickly stopped
herself though, “what would Mr Tom think if he walked in on me like this?, he’d
fire me for sure” she quickly got dressed and set about doing the rest of her
planned duties.
After Tom arrived home from the studio he went about the
house inspecting Lizzie’s handy work and was impressed with what he saw.
“I’ve never known Lizzie to lift a finger around here and
this looks just as good as Rosa’s efforts” thought Tom. He found Lizzie in the
kitchen doing dishes.
“Good evening Mr Tom, how was your day?”
“Very good thank you Isabel, it looks like you had a good
day here too. The house looks perfect.”
“Thank you Mr Tom, I aim to please” replied Lizzie.
“Well it’s funny you should say that Isabel as it ties in
directly with that reward I promised you”
“Oh?”
“Yes, on your knees please Isabel” commanded Tom as he
unzipped his flies.
Without question Lizzie immediately sank to her knees and
took Tom’s rock hard member into her mouth.
“This is brilliant!” thought Tom, Lizzie rarely performed
oral but it seemed as though Isabel thought of it as expected of her.
“Do you enjoy serving me Isabel?”
Lizzie paused from her task to answer – “Oh yes Mr Tom,
working for you is a complete pleasure.”
“Well if it’s pleasure you desire, I can give you plenty”
said Tom as he helped Lizzie to her feet. He then proceeded to unzip her dress
and pull it over her head. He gazed at her as if admiring his own handy work.
“Look at you and those luscious curves, how much do you
weigh Isabel?” asked Tom as he kissed her neck – fully knowing the answer, he
wanted to hear her say it.
“I weigh around 220 lbs” moaned Lizzie “But I’ve been eating
so much lately, I’ve bound to have put on a few pounds”.
With that Tom kissed her hard, probing her mouth with his
tongue as he unclasped her bra. Isabel’s big breasts slumped down on to her
tummy and Tom turned her around so that he could embrace her from behind.
“These big tits must give you immense pleasure” he whispered
in her ear as he squeezed her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
“Oh yes” murmured Lizzie “My big fat tits are always a
distraction with how sensitive they are”
Tom reached around under Isabel’s bulging belly to find that
she was enjoying this as much as he was, discarding her panties in the process.
“And what about this belly? Don’t you think Miss Lizzie
would look sexy with a belly as big as yours?” asked Tom as he thrust into
Isabel.
“Oh, oh Si Senor” cried Lizzie “Miss Lizzie should have a
beautiful big belly that longs to be filled with food. You should fill her and
fuck her on a regular basis Mr Tom”
“I’m sure that can be arranged”
“But Miss Lizzie, what about my family? I can’t afford to
live on three days a week” exclaimed Rosa
“Oh Rosa, you misunderstand” replied Lizzie, “You’re a
salaried employee so your pay doesn’t change no matter how many, or how few
days you work.”
“Oh Miss Lizzie I’m so happy I could cry but why?”
“Well Isabel told us how much you were looking forward to
spending time with your family and we really want to help both you and her so
she will be working Thursdays and Fridays for as long as her school schedule
will allow it”
Just saying the words sent shivers of excitement through
Lizzie. She and Tom had decided after their week of role-playing master and
servant that they could afford to play a little longer. Mondays to Wednesdays
Rosa would continue to keep house as usual, Thursdays and Fridays Lizzie would
don her Isabel disguise and assume her duties leaving weekends free for fun be
it as Lizzie or as Isabel.
Although, most weekends were spent as Isabel while at home
with Tom in a blur of food and fucking.
“So how’s the two maids thing working out?” asked Cassie.
“It’s going great, they’re both so good around the house and
it’s nice to give a little back”
“But they’re both so fat, does it not make you sick just
looking at them?”
“Cassie! What is wrong with you?! That’s a horrible thing to
say!”
“Oh I’m sorry Liz, it’s just that since I got all fat I’m
filled with this loathing and I can’t control my tongue sometimes.”
Cassandra Wilson had indeed gained a little weight recently.
It was hard to stay motivated for her being the wife of a busy investment
banker who never seemed to be around, the best friend of a world famous pop
star who never seemed to be around and her family lived halfway across the
country, she had a maid of her own too meaning that all Cassie seemed to do
nowadays was lounge around the pool all day or go out shopping for increasingly
larger clothes. Her husband hadn’t mentioned her figure but she assumed the
worst.
“Cassie you are not fat, so what if you’ve put on a little
weight you still look absolutely gorgeous.”
“That’s easy for you to say Liz, you’ve never been this fat”
“If only you knew thought” Lizzie. “Well that may be the
case but I can still see, what is it? 10 lbs?
“It’s closer to 30, I’m up to 138 now and I don’t know how
I’m going to stop it, I hate working out and Anna’s food is too good to resist.
I’m surprised you haven’t put on a few seeing as you have two maids now.”
“Well I make sure to get my workouts in” lied Lizzie
“Ugh how do you even find the time?! I mean look at you,
even in that disguise you look flawless”
It was true, the ball cap wig and sunglasses did little to
diminish Lizzie Knox’s natural beauty.
“It’s kinda hard being your friend sometimes Lizzie, with
you being so perfect it’s hard not to be a little self-conscious”
“I had no idea you felt that way” replied Lizzie while
giving her teary friend a hug
“It’s not your fault, it’s my problem, it’s not like you can
help being you is it?”
“Oh but what if I could” thought Lizzie “Hun I’ve got an
idea on something that’ll make you feel better, meet me back at mine ok?”
“Ok I guess” replied Cassie drying her tears.
“Oh hello…. Isabel isn’t it?” asked Cassie
“Si, Miss Lizzie is expecting you, please come inside and
make yourself comfortable”
As Casandra made her way through to the living room she was
joined by the curvy maid.
“So Miss Lizzie says you have a problem with your figure, if
you don’t mind me saying I think you look fine chica”
“Well as a matter of fact I do have a problem with you
saying” replied Cassie aghast, “who does Lizzie think she is telling my
problems to the help?!”
“Cassie calm down” replied Lizzie reverting back to her
normal accent “It’s me Lizzie”
“Lizzie?! What the hell?! Why do you look like your maid?”
“I am my maid, Tom has been testing out this makeup to see
how convincing it is, pretty good huh?”
“But, but you have been around for months, why have you been
being a maid for months?”
“Well that’s just a little game that me and Tom have been
playing but what do you think? You can’t feel self-conscious going out for a
coffee with a fat maid can you?”
“I appreciate the effort Liz but I couldn’t spill my heart
out to your maid, it wouldn’t be the same as having coffee with my best friend”
“But I wear a disguise when we go out anyway, this wouldn’t
be any different would it?”
Cassie didn’t have a chance to answer as it was at that
moment that Rosa returned from her trip to the grocery store.
“Oh hello Isabel what are you doing here? You’re not
supposed to be on until tomorrow” asked Rosa
Thinking quickly Lizzie morphed back into Isabel.
“Oh err I asked Miss Lizzie if I she needed a hand as I had
the day off college she said it would be a nice surprise for you”
“Well it is, here take these bags, we’ll get twice as much
done with you here too, and Miss Cassandra I thought you were meeting Miss
Lizzie for coffee?”
“Oh erm we did but err she had to go and see her agent, she
said that I could come round and err pick up….”
“This lamp!” Interjected Isabel
“Yes! I’m err reading this great book but can’t get enough
light in my room” lied Cassie “Please thank Lizzie for me and tell her I’ll
call her tomorrow”
“I will do Miss Cassandra” replied Rosa as she led Cassie to
the front door “Right now let’s put those groceries away and we can have lunch
before we get started with the chores”
“Well this was an unexpected twist” thought Lizzie “But not
an unpleasant one at that”
After putting the groceries away Isabel sat at the kitchen
counter while Rosa cooked up some hamburgers and fries, making small talk about
family and school.
“So how is Adam?” asked Rosa
“He’s good” fabricated Lizzie “Still working in the chicken
shop, still supporting me while I’m at school”
“I see you’re still indulging his wishes” remarked Rosa as
she served up their lunch, two quarter pounders each and a heap of fries to
share
“Huh?” questioned Lizzie as she dug into her mid-day feast
“To gain a few, you must be taking advantage of his discount
more regular now right? How much have you gained?”
Lizzie had noticed the maids outfit getting a little snug
but looking down at herself it was apparent that the weekends being fed by Tom
had had an effect on Isabel’s body, she was used to wearing little more than an
apron and she was now poured into the maid’s attire.
“Oh err yes I sure am I’m not sure how much I’ve put on but
Adam loves it”
“I don’t mean to pry of course”
“Oh please, it’s nice to talk to someone about it, not many would
understand how good it feels to please my man, to let him bring home a bucket
of chicken each night and feed it to me while he tenderly rubs my belly with
his greasy fingers”.
“Oh I understand chica, it’s no accident that I got to be
this size, my Alfred loves to take care of his woman.
It was at this point that Tom walked in from work.
“Oh hello ladies, to what do I owe the pleasure of having
two beautiful ladies in my kitchen this afternoon?”
“Miss Lizzie said that I could help out today as I have the
day off college” replied Isabel as she started clearing the mess from lunch
“I’m staying the night as I have a lot to work to do tomorrow in your studio”
“I’ll let you get to it then, I can’t wait to see what you
girls make me and Lizzie for our evening meal”
“Oh it will be delicious Mr Tom, and plenty of it” smiled
Isabel
“Come on Isabel, we have to do the bedrooms before we can
think about food again” laughed Rosa
Lizzie and Rosa didn’t get a chance to start on the evening
meal as they were interrupted by the doorbell.
“Would you get that please Isabel?” asked Rosa “I’ll
continue with the bedrooms”
When Lizzie opened the front door she was surprised to see
Cassie standing there.
“Oh hi Isabel, is Tom in?”
“What was going on now?” thought Lizzie “Er yes Miss
Cassandra, please come in. Mr Tom we have company”
“Hi Cassie, what brings you by this afternoon? Lizzie is out
I’m afraid”
“Oh yes, I know I’ve just gotten off the phone with her and
she said that being as both of your maids are in I’d be able to borrow Isabel
here, Anna is feeling ill so I’ve given her the rest of the day off”
This sent Tom in to a panic, he didn’t know that Cassie knew
that Isabel was actually Lizzie. Why was Cassie lying about having just spoken
to Lizzie? He scrambled for an excuse to throw her off but there was nothing he
could think of. To make matters worse Rosa had heard the whole thing.
“Mr Tom, really, if Miss Cassandra needs Isabel’s help she
should go, I wasn’t expecting her help anyway so I can manage here”
“That settles it then, come along Isabel”.
And before anyone could say anything else they were off.
“Cassie what are you doing?”
“Ah ah ah Isabel, while you are under my employ I prefer
Miss Cassandra or Mistress if it tickles your fancy” Cassie giggled as she said
that last part.
“Cassie! I’m serious, what’s going on?”
“Well we didn’t get to finish our chat, so I thought we
could have a couple of drinks and you could finish telling me why you’ve been
pretending to be a maid”
Lizzie and Cassie soon arrived at Cassie’s house and sure
enough Anna had been sent home.
“Fix us some Martinis would you Isabel?” Winked Cassie “You
know where everything is”
Lizzie shot Cassie a glare but complied with her friends
wishes.
“So you’ve been a part time maid all this time and I thought
you had been busy working when you couldn’t see me”
“Oh come on Cassie, I’ve seen you plenty over the past few
months”
“I suppose so, but I just don’t understand why you’d rather
spend your time on your hands and knees cleaning, pretending to be a fat maid
rather than spend time with your best friend”
“Well at first it was the food, I can eat as much as I like
in this suit and it takes care of the extra calories” Lizzie said matter-of-factly
“and well to be honest, I get a bit of a thrill from Tom ordering me around
like I’m just one of the help”
“Oohhh Lizzie I never knew you had it in you, you kinky
thing you”
Lizzie blushed a little at her friends words.
“Say, it sounds divine to be able to eat whatever I wanted
and not gain an ounce, you don’t think I’d be able to try it on do you?” asked
Cassie
“I’m sorry babe, you have to cover yourself in this special
solution before you put it on and I don’t have any with me, maybe another day
soon?”
“Oh that’s a shame” pouted Cassie “Do you think you could
show me how easy it is to take off?”
“I don’t see why not” said Lizzie “It comes off with this
little remote, normally I have an apparatus to hang it on but I can show you a
little while I’m sat down here”
With that she performed the function that allowed the suit
to be removed, first it loosened around her face and neck and then a visible
seam appeared. “As you can see, it’s really easy to take off and then I’m
Lizzie again”
“And cut!”
What Lizzie hadn’t seen while she was peeling back her suit
was that Cassie had gone over to the mantelpiece and retrieved her camera that
had been recording everything Lizzie had said and now shown.
“Cassie, what’s going on?!”
“Well I got thinking when I came home earlier, I thought
Cassie doesn’t need two maids at all, I know Rosa is on salary something we
weren’t stupid enough to do with Anna so why not get that charming Isabel to
work at my house two days a week instead? Rosa can go back to full time while I
get two days away from Anna and her cooking, it saves me money and I get to see
my best friend more often”
“Cassie, you can’t be serious!”
“Oh I am, I figured out you probably got a kick out of the
humiliation aspect of it so what could be more humiliating then having to tend
to your best friend’s every want and desire”
“Cassie, I’m not going to do this”
“Oh I think you will, you see if you don’t I’m pretty sure
the tabloid news would pay me so much money for this video”
“Why are you doing this?” asked Lizzie in disbelief
“For fun silly, plus I wouldn’t mind seeing you taken down a
peg or two, now do up that adorable suit of yours and hand me that controller”
What could Lizzie do? If she disobeyed she didn’t doubt
Cassie would go to the press, she had that kind of mean streak and Lizzie
couldn’t afford for her kinky little game to become worldwide news. Dejectedly,
she reactivated the suit and handed Cassie the remote.
“Excellent, now you can go on home tonight but I want you to
bring that apparatus you mentioned over here tomorrow, from now on it’ll be me
that decides how much we see of Lizzie Knox am I understood?”
“Yes” replied Lizzie
“Yes what?”
“Yes Miss Cassandra”
Lizzie ran home as fast as Isabel’s fat body would allow
her. She was thankful that Rosa had already departed for the weekend.
“Ah you’re finally home then?”
“Oh Tom it’s awful, Cassie has me trapped as Isabel”
“Well how could that have come about?!”
“I told her about the suit this afternoon and then she laid
a trap this evening and filmed me taking it off”
“I see” said Tom calmly
“She wants me to be her maid two days a week instead of
working here”
“Why would she want that?”
“I think she’s jealous of me, says I need taking down a peg”
“Well what are you going to do?”
“What can I do Tom? She wants me to bring over the apparatus
tomorrow, she kept the remote”
“So you have no control over who you are anymore?”
“No” said Lizzie lowering her head
“Well, I guess we’ll see what tomorrow brings” said Tom “But
for tonight I have all these leftovers from dinner Isabel so why don’t you fix
yourself a plate?”
Tom accompanied Lizzie over to Cassandra’s house the
following morning, she wouldn’t be able to move the apparatus by herself.
Solemnly she rang the doorbell.
“Ah Isabel, I’m not expecting you today”
“Cassie! I need to take the suit off, I’ve bought the
apparatus”
“I’m sorry what was that?”
Lizzie sighed.
“Miss Cassandra, I have bought the apparatus that you
requested, where would you like me to set it up?”
“Much better, take it up to the guest bedroom, I’m sure Tom
will help you”
Tom was furious at Cassie for manipulating Lizzie like this
but had to admit he was a little turned on by seeing his girlfriend subjugated
like this.
Once they had finished setting up the apparatus Cassie
entered the bedroom. She motioned for Lizzie to take her place on the apparatus
and released her from her suit.
“Lovely, so we’re agreed, from now on you will report here
no later than 10 o’clock on Wednesday evenings where you will change into your
suit, you can then reside in the maids quarters until morning where you will
commence your duties for no less than 48 hours. On satisfactory completion of
your duties I will release you from suit and you can return to your life.”
“I don’t see that I have any choice. How long are you going
to keep this up?”
“Until you learn to be humble, or I get bored – whichever
comes first I guess. You can see yourselves out.”
Lizzie and Tom spent the next five days trying to figure out
a way out of this predicament but it was no good, if Lizzie wanted free of this
trap she found herself in she would need to get a hold of Cassie’s camera and
to regain control of the suit. Tom could fashion another remote for the suit
but that still meant going through with the plan as agreed to try and get a
hold of that camera.
Wednesday was upon them before they knew it and at 10PM
Lizzie was at Cassie’s door.
“Lizzie! How wonderful to see you, you must come in, I’ve
got a lovely new maid I’m just dying to show her off to you”
Things took a turn when she asked Isabel for enough
carbonara to feed three people for lunch but then decided that Isabel should
eat it all instead. Lizzie tried her best to finish but began to slow down on
the third plate.
“Come on Isabel, you don’t want it to go cold do you?”
Lizzie couldn’t speak through stuffing herself.
“Do you need me to feed you Isabel?”
Lizzie’s eyes went wide, she was already turned on from
eating so much, being fed by her friend would be too much surely.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you?” Whispered Cassie as she
grabbed a forkful and bought it up to Isabel’s lips.
Lizzie shuddered as Cassie fed her forkful after forkful.
“Oooh someone’s enjoying this aren’t they?” grinned Cassie as she rubbed
Isabel’s stomach. Lizzie could only nod as the experience left her speechless.
Once the pasta was finished Cassie was in doubt what she
wanted next. “On your feet and out of that dress, I want to see what Tom is
obviously so crazy about”
Lizzie complied with her captor’s wishes and blushed when
she bought attention to her obvious arousal.
“Wow you really do get off on this
don’t you fatty?” asked Cassie as she traced her fingers down Isabel’s thigh,
noting the dampness. “I have to admit, feeding you has gotten me revved up a
little, go up to my bedroom and lay on my bed”.
Lizzie did as she was told, by now she was aching for a
release but was she really going to allow her supposed best friend to have her
wicked way with her?
Cassie joined her a little while later wearing a robe and
carrying what looked to be freshly delivered donuts. “That little place down
the way delivers pretty fast huh?” Cassie opened her robe to reveal her
nakedness apart from the contraption around her waist.
“Cassie! Where did you get that?”
“Oh this little thing? I bought it a little while ago when I
thought Mr Big Bank might’ve been gay, turns out he’s not and was disgusted by
the thought of a little pegging but I’ve wanted to try it out for a while now
and I bet you’re the perfect playmate”
Cassie seemed to relish in the role of feedress, tenderly
fucking Isabel with her strap on as she fed her several donuts, Lizzie was
enjoying this new twist too, thinking back to when Tom had done this to her
when they were on vacation, it wasn’t long before she climaxed.
“Now you do me” The words surprised Lizzie but she was more
than willing. Cassie helped adjust the harness to fit Isabel’s fattened form
and lay back. Lizzie was sure Cassie just wanted a good shagging but decided to
test the waters anyway.
“You like that chica?” Cassie’s response was positive. “You
like being fucked by a fat girl? I feel your hands all over me” Cassie was
truly in the moment.
“Oh Isabel, your fat-ass is so good at fucking me”
“Maybe you really want a fat-ass yourself and that’s why you
have me trapped here?”
“I don’t know about that Isabel”
“Oh sure you do” Isabel grabbed one of the donuts and shoved
it into Cassie’s mouth “you have no idea how good it feels to be fed and fucked
like a proper fat girl”
Cassie protested but did nothing when Isabel forced another
donut on her.
“Imagine being able to have as many of these as you wanted
with no downside and the feeling of this oh so sensitive fat body giving you
immense pleasure every time you fed it and got it fucked, I think it’s a
feeling you should experience for yourself”
With that Cassie came and came hard. She was understandably
flustered when she regained her senses.
“Really Isabel, it’s not your place to suggest such things
to your mistress”
“I’m sorry Miss Cassandra, you just seemed to be enjoying
yourself so much”
“Yes well your shift is over, you should go and get changed”
The next shift at Cassie’s house bought yet more surprises
for Lizzie.
“Lizzie, I can’t look at that Isabel suit anymore without
thinking about what you did to me”
“What I did to you? This whole thing was your idea!”
“Yes well I don’t want to be reminded of it, you’ll find a
new maids uniform in your size in the guest bedroom, I suggest you wear it with
the black wig unless you want to put your identity at risk to potential
visitors”
“What was Cassie up to now?” thought Lizzie, “and was it
just her or did it look like the Isabel costume had been used since she last
donned it?”
Once Lizzie was dressed in her new attire she made her way
to the pool area where Cassie was lounging.
“This wasn’t part of the deal Cassie, I get no thrill being
just a regular maid”
“Oh hush, this is just a temporary measure. I do enjoy
having you as my obese maid but that Isabel character has to go. So you are to
instruct Tom to fashion you a new suit, it will look exactly like Lizzie Knox
however it will be a luscious 250 lbs version of her and then you will be my
new part time maid Betty”
Lizzie was taken aback by this news. “Why?”
“Because what would be better than lording it over my
formerly glamorous best friend as she toils as my lowly maid? Now to your
duties Betty”
Lizzie was furious for her entire shift at Cassie’s and
wasted no time in spilling her guts to Tom when she got home. Tom listened with
a contemplative look on his face.
“She’s definitely up to something but I don’t know what it
is” said Lizzie
“Well whatever it is, maybe we can have some fun while
finding out.” Said Tom with a familiar smile on his face.
It took a number of weeks to fashion the new ‘Betty’ suit as
Tom took great care in ensuring it looked identical to Lizzie albeit a damn
site heavier. This of course raised questions from Scotty, he had been easily
brushed off when Tom made the Isabel suit by being told it was “Just for a tech
demo” but now Tom had to come up with a better excuse as to why this new suit
looked exactly like his girlfriend.
“You can’t tell anyone but Lizzie is in talks to make a
movie where the character gains a substantial amount of weight, we used the
other suit to show off the tech but the investors weren’t sure, something about
needing to see how close a likeness we could produce”
The cover to include Lizzie was perfect and Scotty bought it
hook line and sinker, just happy that his work would reach a larger audience on
the back of a Lizzie Knox movie.
Needless to say the first time Lizzie donned the Betty suit
was not in servitude to her new dictator, it was in a romantic tangle with it’s
creator. For the first time the role-playing was based on Lizzie herself instead
of a character she had been playing.
“Wow Lizzie, I can’t believe you let yourself get this fat”
said Tom as he kissed her neck “your career is in ruins, no-one wants a big fat
pop star what are you going to do?”
“Oh things are so bad, I can’t control my eating and worse
yet I’ve had to take a job as a maid for my bitch of a best friend”
The sex that night was the best they ever had, Lizzie stayed
in the Betty suit until it was time to head over to Cassie’s house to start her
shift.
“Oh Betty, my you’ve put on a lot of weight since the last
time I saw you, you look absolutely terrible. Well you had better come inside
and get on with your chores and I believe you have something for me?”
Cassie was of course talking about the remote for the Betty
suit expecting to get a rise out of Lizzie but it never came, Lizzie was quite
happy to go about her chores over the next couple of days as Betty, ignoring
all of Cassie’s demeaning comments.
This didn’t go unnoticed by Cassie who was rather frustrated
by her friend’s unwillingness to bite at her petty taunts. It was this
frustration that led to Cassie sending Lizzie home as Betty when Friday night
came.
“I hope you didn’t have plans this weekend Lizzie because
I’ve decided you’ll be spending the week as Betty, maybe you’ll think twice
about pretending you don’t care about my insults eh? I mean I guess you could
go out like that, the general public has barely seen the great Lizzie Knox in
weeks, they’d probably think you just got really fat anyway”
Lizzie was in tears at Cassie’s cruel punishment, well
that’s what she wanted Cassie to think. The reality was that Lizzie and Tom had
a plan, a plan that had been in the works since Cassie had forced the creation
of the Betty suit, a plan that had kept Lizzie nonchalant to her captor’s
insults for the past two days.
You see Lizzie had a theory, a theory that had gained ground
over the previous few weeks when she noticed the Isabel suit had been moved
since the last time she had worn it, a theory that was all but confirmed when
she had asked for the Isabel suit back so that she and Tom could use it but
were denied by Cassie, a theory that Cassie had been using the Isabel suit for
her own personal devices.
And so a plan had hatched, inside the remote for the Betty
suit laid a small device tuned to the frequency used by the suits. When
activated it would fry the circuits of any suit in a small radius rendering the
current user stuck inside their disguise. It was a malfunction that had
occurred while testing the first suit, Scotty had been stuck in the suit for a
number of weeks while trying to figure out a reversal of the problem.
Of course Scotty was dead against including the device on
this model, “What if poor Lizzie were to suffer the same fate?”
Tom spun the idea as a security feature, he wasn’t impressed
with security at the lot and convinced Scotty that a remote that disabled the
suit was just the thing they needed to install if they wanted to be successful
in recovering any stolen prototypes in the future.
Everything was in place, Lizzie waited for the opportune
moment to spring the trap, Sunday morning, Cassie’s husband would be playing golf,
it was the perfect time for Cassie to indulge her fantasies.
Lizzie called Cassie on her phone but didn’t get an answer,
she checked that her car was still in the garage before letting herself and Tom
in using the spare key and there her suspicions were confirmed as she saw
Isabel sat naked on the couch, watching cartoons while stuffing herself with
popcorn. Busted.
Cassie barely had time to register what was happening before
Lizzie activated the device. She hadn’t planned on being in the Betty suit when
she executed the plan but being stuck as this blubbery bombshell version of
herself was a small inconvenience that she was more than willing to put up
with.
The game was over, Cassie frantically tried to release
herself from the Isabel costume but it was no good, she sank to her knees as
her fate finally dawned on her.
“That’s right Cassie, or should I say Isabel? You’re stuck!
You thought you could manipulate me but now it’s you that is going to be toyed
with”
“No way, I won’t allow it”
“Oh really? What do you think Mr Big Bank is going to say
when he returns from golf to find his bitch wife gone, replaced by his
neighbour’s fat, Latina maid? I mean it’s not like you guys even get on, he’ll
probably file for divorce as soon as he can because you’ll have broken the
pre-nup by going missing.”
“And don’t forget you’ll have nowhere to stay” Tom chimed in
“Isabel the maid is a fictional character, she has no savings, no social
security number, no passport, hell you might even be rounded up as an undocumented
immigrant and deported”
“No, no, no” Cassie cried
“Of course, there is one place you could go” smirked Lizzie.
The immediate fallout saw Cassie, move in with Lizzie and
Tom as their maid Isabel. She had left a note telling her husband how she was
leaving him under instruction from Lizzie and he promptly divorced her just as Lizzie had predicted. Now she
worked for food and board after ‘Isabel’ dropped out of school and finished
with her boyfriend she had a lot more time to devote to her career as a maid
which in turn led to Tom and Lizzie being able to give Rosa an early
retirement.
It took Scotty a number of weeks to get Lizzie out of the
Betty suit but Lizzie and Tom spent the time well both in the bedroom and a
business sense. You see Lizzie finally called in help from some of her
Hollywood friends and after showing off the tech of the suit a script was
written and approved.
The flimsy cover story that Tom had concocted to mask he and
his girlfriend’s kinky adventure had become a reality, the movie was a smash
hit and made both Lizzie and Tom a lot of money. Lizzie even attended the
premiere and awards shows as her softened self, a move that drew rapturous
support from critics.
Love everything about this story, but have to give special mention to your bold decision to mention underarm hair on the suit, which I personally find very erotic
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