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** Disclaimer: As per the OF ToS all characters within this story are not directly related and are of 18+ years of age. **
Mommy Is Worried About Your Weight
Chapter 5
“Why haven’t you changed?”, your mother asks with an undertone of annoyance.
Steading yourself you take a deep breath. You close your eyes, and quickly gather your thoughts. You open your eyes slowly, and attempt to keep your voice steady, “I’m sorry Mom, I had every intention of changing as you asked. As I started to walk away I could feel my big bloated belly swaying back and forth with every footfall. By the time I reached the top of the staircase I was completely out of breath. Mom… my own fattened body and its lack of fitness turns me on. It turns me on… a lot. I… I couldn’t help myself. I needed release.” Your cheeks burn scarlet with embarrassment. You can’t believe what you just admitted to your Mom.
You’re not quite sure how to read the look your Mom just gave you. She quickly clears your end table of clutter and carefully places the tray loaded with rich fudgy brownies. The smell wafts your way and you can’t help but start to salivate. As you reach for one of the delicious chocolatey treats your Mom smacks your hand out of the way. You look up at her like a wounded puppy.
“You’re not getting a single bite!”, she snaps.
“...but”, you’re cut off before you can finish speaking.
“No buts. I will not have a disobedient stinky cum covered pig in my household.”, she says with a sternness that makes you feel like you’re a youngster about to be put in time out again. Before you can react she grabs you by your ear.
“Ow, no Mom stop!”, you whine.
“Get up NOW!”, she commands. The authority in her voice snaps you to attention. You’re standing in the bathroom before you can think about what you’re doing. You feel so humiliated. You can’t believe that your Mom caught you passed out and covered in cum. As your cheeks burn with embarrassment again you can feel something else stirring as well.
“Strip and get in the shower”, she says flatly.
You do as you’re told. As you stand there naked in front of your Mom, you can’t help but feel vulnerable and exposed. As you cover yourself you’re suddenly made aware of your own size. This once spacious shower now felt a touch tight. A warm jet of water hits your bloated belly and you’re startled from your thoughts.
“This is what you want then?”, she says with a deadly seriousness in her voice.
“What?”, you say meekly.
Mom hoses you down thoroughly and then tosses you a bar of soap. “Clean yourself!”, she snaps.
You start to lather up your fattened form. You can feel the palm of your hand sink into your plushness. A moan escapes your lips. You’ve never been so turned on in your life.
“You want to be treated like livestock?”, she says as she sprays the suds from your bloated body.
You nod weakly. You’ve always dreamed of being able to live like a true pig. Spending your days glutting down gallons of slop, and lazing about. Worrying for nothing; simply growing fatter, and fatter, and fatter. A true creature of pure pleasure.
You see a wickedness flash in your mothers eyes as she smirks. She’s clearly enjoying this as much as you are. “Touch yourself Piggy. While you’re still thin enough to be able to.”, she says with a dark amusement in her voice.
Slowly your hand makes its way from your tubby belly to the source of your need. A deep guttural moan ushers forth from your lips. You’re close.
“Oink for me Pig.”, she demands.
Making pig noises pushes you over the edge. The oinking devolves into something more primal as an earth shattering orgasm hits. Weak you lean against the shower for support. You’ve never cum so hard in your life. You can hear your pulse raging through your body and hear your heartbeat in your head. A warm jet of water brings you back to your senses.
“Slowly spin Pig.”, she instructs.
Your legs feel like jelly as you awkwardly comply. Unfit as you’ve become, they're unused to standing for this long. This only serves to stoke your arousal again. As you feel yourself starting to get horny, you also get hungry. As if on queue your belly begins to loudly rumble as the last of the suds wash from your fattened form.
“Now go dry yourself Piggy. Then get changed like I originally asked you to. If you touch one of those brownies before I put one to your lips you’re getting the paddle.”, she says sternly.
What do you do?
