Lara sat back in her chair and let out a satisfied moan as she licked her fingers clean. After “borrowing” over 250lbs of weight from Greg she had proceeded to finish the meal that he had originally bought for himself as well as polish off the rest of Greg’s meal when he found that his new form was unable to finish the meal he had originally purchased for Lara.
“Mmmm I can see the allure of eating to my heart’s content you know” said Lara as she made use of the wet wipes on offer.
“Which is exactly why you need the help of the other people Jean has wronged” remarked Greg as he sipped on his soda, “imagine if you’d have taken this new power of yours to your sister’s house, “borrowed” all the weight she’s put on and then Jean slides a bowl of ice-cream in front of your nose, you wouldn’t be fixing the problem, just taking your sister’s place in her web”.
“Oohh I could go for some ice-cream right about now” laughed Lara
“You’re not listening” quipped Greg
“Oh, I’m just pulling your leg Greg, come on, it’s time to get moving anyway”.
As Greg lifted his leg to get in his truck he was met with a familiar resistance as his thigh brushed against his belly. Once in the cab he shot Lara a quizzical look.
“What? I was just borrowing it, I was always going to give it back” said the slim again Lara
“I know, you could at least give me a warning when you’re going to do it”
“Where’s the fun in that?”
Greg just smiled and started the engine. Lara had to admit she was very thankful that Greg was such a cool guy, she found it really easy to talk to him and their light-hearted camaraderie was helping her to not worry about her sister quite so much.
Before long they were in the car park of ‘Gillian’s Gym’.
“Imaginative title huh?” laughed Greg
“Oh behave, just because you hate the gym, remember Gillian’s going to help me get info on that bitch Jean”
“I know, I know, let’s just get in there and get out again as soon as possible!”
Before going in Lara and Greg agreed not to mention Goddess Alexa or the circlet just in case they weirded Gillian out. Lara took off the circlet and stashed it in her bag for the time being.
Once inside they were greeted by a beaming statuesque blonde with impossibly white teeth and a golden tan.
“You must be Greg and Lara!” welcomed Gillian
“How did you guess?” asked Greg
“Well, no offence but you look like you’ve had Jean’s claws firmly planted in you before” she replied while eyeing Greg’s belly.
“None taken” replied an obviously embarrassed Greg.
Gillian led them through to her office which was decorated by all manner of certificates, trophies and pictures documenting her remarkable transformation.
“I ran track when I met Jean” began Gillian “if you can believe that”.
“I can believe that, I used to love the gym myself” replied Greg
“As did my sister” added Lara
“It seems Mother Feeder has a type” scowled Gillian “I met her at the gym in fact, I was icing my ankle after taking a spill on the track and she had just completed some light aerobics, she helped me strap it up and we hit it off from there. We ran into each other more and more, we went out as friends at first, to eat normally, little by little she wormed her way into my life, slowly began taking up more of my time”.
“And suddenly you were a couple, living together and not fitting into your pants?” asked Lara
“Well, you know how that turned out” replied Gillian as she nodded towards a picture of herself on the wall. Lara recognised it as the one that Goddess Alexa had sent her, Gillian was using it as a before picture to spur on her gym members.
“I’ve never known anyone so controlling in my entire life and even when I was doing everything the exact way that she wanted it was never good enough, she always wanted more and I had this undeniable urge to please her so my weight climbed ever higher then suddenly one day it was over”.
“Just as sudden as that”. Added Greg, knowing exactly what Gillian had been through.
“All her clothes gone, blocked on social media and her phone disconnected, she left me in a house I couldn’t afford alone and fat, I had to sell the house at a loss and move in with my Mom and Dad, it was so embarrassing”.
“But you managed to turn it, around right?” asked Lara, trying to lighten the mood.
“I had a lot of help believe me” replied Gillian “Luckily Mom and Dad were forgiving that I’d cut them out of my life the last several years at Jean’s insistence. They really helped me get back on my feet, let me stay rent free, even paid for my gym membership and that’s where I met John” she motioned to another picture on her desk.
“He was my personal trainer and gave me the strength to get back in shape, now we’re partners in business and life.” she smiled
“So things turned out okay for you in the end?” asked Greg
“Well I’ll never be great at track again” replied Gillian “but I built one hell of a core lugging all that weight around so I do a damn good job at lifting now”
Gillian flexed for emphasis before offering the gym’s services to Greg.
“Maybe in the future but for now, we need to focus on stopping Jean”.
“Well, anything I can do to help stop that cow you got it, I really feel for your sister”.
Lara explained that they were planning an intervention and asked if Gillian could spare the time to come and tell her story about her experience with Mother Feeder to her sister to which Gillian agreed.
“Just let me know where and when, I’d love to stick it to that bitch. Is there anything else I can do to help?”
“Well you could take a look at these pictures, see if you recognise anyone?”
Gillian let out a sigh as she set eyes on the photo of the huge woman that lay in bed.
“Well, I know who that is.” said Gillian before a pause “That’s Tiffany Titan, Jean’s ex before me. She always used to hold her up as an example for me to follow. She always said that Tiff left her but when Jean left me, I reached out to her and well, that wasn’t exactly the case. But that’s not my story to tell.”
“Do you think you could put us in contact?” asked Lara
Gillian searched through her phone before scribbling a name and number on a business card.
“I’ve not spoken to her in years, tell her I said hi won’t you?”
As Greg left – partially to start the truck but mainly to get away from Gillian’s sales pitch, Lara had another question for Gillian.
“I’m ready for a battle with my sister, what’s the hardest thing about leaving that life behind?”
“Honestly, for me it has been trying to ignore that link that Jean instils in you that food equals pleasure. I still struggle with it to this day, luckily John puts up with my weird kink and we’ve managed to work around it so that I don’t gain weight from it anymore but if I had the choice? I’d rather not have to be eating to get off.”
Lara gave Gillian a hug and thanked for her help before saying she’d be in touch once she’d formulated her plan.
As Gillian turned back towards her office Lara delved into her bag and retrieved the circlet.
“Don’t worry Gillian, I have a feeling your sex life is going to take a drastic turn.” she said with a smile as she placed it on her head.
Lara entered the cab of Greg’s truck with an impish grin plastered on her face.
“What did you do?” Shot Greg
“What? I didn’t do anything!” protested Lara
“Don’t give me that” replied Greg as he inspected Lara’s physique, seemingly looking for an increase in her weight “you’re wearing the circlet but you’re not heavier. What did you “borrow” this time?”
“Let’s just say I helped Gillian erase a lasting mark that Jean left on her and leave it at that okay?”
Begrudgingly Greg accepted before asking what their next step would be, the pair agreed to head back to Lara’s hotel room to continue with their investigation.
On the way back to the hotel Greg would occasionally notice Lara biting her lip as they passed the fast food eateries that lined the road.
“Are you okay Lara?” he asked snapping her out of her reverie.
“Me? Yeah, I’m fine, just hungry I guess, it’s been a long day.”
On arriving back at the hotel Lara announced that she was ordering Chinese and got Greg’s order. They spent the time before the food arrived trawling fat fetish websites seeing if they could find any more matches to the pictures, Lara becoming more and more animated as time wore on.
Finally, when there was a knock at the door Lara just about jumped off the bed before she rushed to get the delivery.
When she turned around Greg’s eyes bulged at the amount of food she had ordered.
“Are we expecting company?” he asked in earnest.
“Nope, all this is for you and me mister”
“Seriously, Lara, what’s going on?”
Lara smiled as she removed the circlet from her head.
“Well you asked what I “borrowed”, I took Gillian’s feedee tendencies because she didn’t want them anymore”.
“You can do that?!” asked Greg in shock
“Mmhmm. I’ve decided, I’m going to help each and every one of these people that Jean has wronged and this is how I helped Gillian”.
“But what about you...” started Greg before Lara cut him off
“It’s not just that, I need to know what my sister is going through... why she enjoys this so much” she said as she stepped into Greg’s personal space “I need to experience life as a feedee if you understand where I’m coming from?”
Greg sat there slack jawed as Lara placed a hand on his fat belly.
“There’s just one thing I want answered right now” she breathed as she slipped her hand in his shirt.
“What, what’s that?” asked Greg a little nervously.
“Will you feed me Greg? Please?”
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