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Brenda just loved her life, she loved the way she looked, she loved being so
fat, she loved being so heavy.
           "How much do I weigh thismorning...lets see shall we." she said aloud to her-
self, as she got out of bed and walked over to the scale. She stepped onto it.
           "Wonderful!", she exclaimed,"I've gained five more pounds overnight." as she
looked at the gage which shown the number "600" plus 5 marks where the needle stopped.
           "I should put them to some good use today...but I need to eat too...hummm".
she said considering how to go about things to begin her day.
           She made her way to the kitchen and began to prepare her breakfast. She
scrambled 7 eggs, fried 7 pieces of bacon, and 7 sausage paties, and then made
an additional 7 buttermilk pancakes and a pot of oatmeal, about 7 bowls worth. She
had recently began a new weight gain plan which was to eat anything she wanted and
as much as she could, and eat more each time she ate. The morning before she had
eaten 6 of everything, and 5 of everything the morning before that which was the first
day of the plan and she thought she would pop she felt so full.
          "I can't imagine how I will feel when I'm up to 12 of everything." she said to her-
self. But for now this was challeng enough. This was just the first of 5 big meals for
the day. Now to begin. She had placed everything on the table before her and looked
down at the hard wooden bench she would be sitting on to eat it all.
         "Now where is one of my seat cussions?" she asked herself with one hand on
her hip and the other rubbing her brow."Ah, I think I hear 1 or 2 coming now."
        A couple of young lads came running past and Brenda put her arm out and caught
the second one in her grasp.
       "I tell you all every day, over and over, no running in my living area, and every day you
all do the same thing, you run through here, things get broken, and now I will break you
from doing that." she said as she yanked up the lad and laid him down onto the bench,
"You get to be my seat cussion thismorning." she told him as she looked him in the
face."I'm pretty sure you are the same one I caught yesterday morning aren't you?"
she asked but retohrically,"No matter, you will feel all my weight again while I eat all
of my breakfast...you'll just have to take it cause I'm not getting up till I eat everything
here...maybe you'll learn your lesson this time...and I'm even heavier this time." she
told him as she manuver into position to sit down. Finally she was seated and he was
burried under her massive thighs, ass, and hips, and instantly crushed beyond what he
could mentally tolerate as all her weight settled onto his body compressing it.
       The lad was physically able to breath, but not very much, just enough to remain
alive and conscious really, due to such weight upon his chest and stomache, but his head
was forced to twist to one side, straining his neck painfully, or his nose and mouth would be
smothered under the heavy cellulite covered hip and ass of the woman sitting on him.
       Brenda began to eat and not wanting to feel full too quickly ate slowly ensuring to chew
everything well before sending it to her stomache. She felt the lad under her squirm for several
minutes, but he finally relaxed and just took her sitting on him. She felt his little heart thump
rapidly the entire time though it did slow some as more time past. She had eaten all the bacon,
all the sausage, all the eggs, but had 4 bowls of oatmeal still, and 4 more pancakes. She
looked at them on the table and thought to herself.
       *Attack...eat them all!...your not full yet fat girl...get fatter....be as fat as can be be...eat.*
all with serious conviction.
       She served up new portions and went about eating with her controlled pace finishing the 4
pancakes and 4 bowls of oatmeal in about 30 minutes, having then spent an hour and a half
eating basically nonstop. All the while a whimpering young lad lie benieth her whom she had
forgotten about, and he he was crushed into near unconsiousness by this 605lb fat lady. She
stood up feeling so stuffed she thought she might fall over being so heavy in front. Though she
was very fat all over she had just a bit more belly fat than anything. Her belly had become
wider and dropped considerably in the past few months filled with so much blubber. It hang
down past her midthigh as she stood and overflowed her lap when she sat. Brenda was proud
of that.
     As she stood she knocked the bench she was sitting on over and she heard a grunt. She
turned around and saw the lad lying on the floor.
     "Put my bench back up and get out of her laddy before I need a seat cussion again." she
ordered him.
      He slowly, due to the severe pain and exhaustion he felt, did as he was told and scurried
out the door as quickly as he could.
     *Poor little fella* Brenda thought *I must weigh a ton to him...but he probably learned his
lesson this time....and he won't be permanently injured....I think he is one of the Monroe's.....
They're all tough as nails.*
    Now it was time to take care of business, cleaning up, and then maybe having a nap before
getting to her next meal. Of course she would snack on chocolates and cookies and things
in the meantime.
...more to follow...

About an hour later Brenda awoke from her nap still feeling full but knowing she had to get her
next meal started and by the time it was done she'd be hungry again and ready to eat till she was
absolutely stuffed. She set about preparing the items she would consume. She battered up a few
pork chops to fry, boiled several potatoes she would then turn to mash, and made a big pan of
white gravy, and a pot of sweet creamed corn. She had a big pan of cornbread too. She had made
an apple pie the night before that would be dessert.
     By the time all this food was ready she was starving.
     *Now all I need is a seat cushion...I don't want to get a splinter in my delicate flesh from that
old bench* she thought to herself.
     She waddled to her front door hearing a commotion and found the usual group scrambling about
as they did every day practically. One of them carelessly came close enough to her that she could
grab hold of him, and she dragged him kicking and screaming back to her table, placing him on his
back down on the bench and she as swiftly as possible sat down on him. She first had to stradle
him just to keep him from getting away from her. He was fussing a lot more than the one from the
morning had done. With her weight on him he was pinned and fairly defenseless to her, so she was
able to lift her outside leg up enough that she could turn the 90 degrees nessessary to face the table
and begin to eat her meal. The little lad was burried benieth her just as the previous one had been.
About all he could do was squirm a little but that stopped after a short period, as her punishing weight
bear down on him, exhausting his energy to fight it.
      As with her breakfast meal, she consumed every morsel of this one with controlled pace, as not
to prematurely feel full. She consumed a drink of milk, water, or beer every few minutes to aid in digestion.
The process of eating everything, 7 pork chops, the big pot of mashed potatoes with melted butter, all the
gravy and creamed corn, the pan of cornbread crumbled into milk, the entire apple pie, half a gallon of
milk, and a couple or three pints of beer she had spent an hour and fourty minutes, she decided though
quite full she felt she could still eat more, so she stood carefully not to knock over her bench sliding the table
away from her and went to the refridgerator, and in a moment returned to sit on her cushion again to
eat three leftover chicken breast she fried a couple of days before and finish the half a deepdish cherry cobbler
left from the same meal.
     She hadn't paid much attention when she taken her seat again, and remained straddling her bench and seat
cushion. She had become preoccupied with completely stuffing herself, being gluttonous. Her massive pendullous
belly lie spread out resting on the bench between her thighs. It hang over the edge in front of her and agaist her
thighs to the sides.Benieth it was the lads head incased in her blubbery overflowing gut struggling to breath
what little he could. She finished the chicken and the cobbler in about 15 minutes and then felt sated for the
time being. Gorged.
     The crushed little being benieth her was left whimpering as she retired to her bed to sleep and absorb all she
had eaten into more fat, and more weight.

Great stuff!  I've been dying for new stories, seems to be a slump all over, I'm anxious to hear more, maybe with more ways of squashing, sitting and smothering whilst gorging.

I'm with Red on this one -- thanks a bunch for the latest effort!!

Volupfan

I must say I enjoyed the story... :>