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The liquid sloshed down his gullet. He had the strangest sensation. When the liquid touched his gullet walls and met his stomach, he felt it turn soft. He felt it reach his stomach and felt as though it was made out of stretch-fabric.

"Do you already feel something?" she asked curiously.

He shook his head. He didn't want to give her any pointers. In reality, he had a very vague feeling that the pig drug changed him inside. Strange images and thoughts floated through his mind. She didn't look satisfied. All business she took the next glass.
Again, she put it in front of him. "Another dose for you, then!" she leered.
Disbelieve was in his eyes: "You just gave me a full concentrated dose. This would have been for 3 pigs. You can't think of giving me more"

She gave him a interested look "Oh, you didn't feel anything yet. I guess this is too weak a mixture! Besides, I want you to feel what my sister felt!"

He realized, that the substance did something strange with his insides. He had a strong feeling of softness in his guts. And he felt filled and stuffed. His hand went to his flat belly and a faint gurgling came out of his insides. He felt his insides move.

"Comon, pump it down! The more you drink the better it gets! You need as much as my sister had"

He felt his inside wobble. She reached for the glass and put it to his lips.

"Open your mouth wide now!"

He refused.

"If you don't open your mouth, I'm going to pump it up your ass with a hose!"
He did it and she tipped the glass, filling him with the inflator substance. He felt it pour down his throat, slowly filling his stomach with the potent pig drug.

She smiled satisfied. "You're going to be famous, being the first to prove that this drug really does work for anorexic humans. You're going to be the living proof. No more starving people in Africa. Drink faster,there's more for you!"

She tilted the glass and drained it into him. He almost choked as the rest of the bottle quickly sloshed down his gullet and he felt his stomach grow. She touched her own flat abdomen and massaged it in a mock motion.

"Do you already feel it? Blowing up your belly?"

He felt a warmth spread in his gut and with horror he realized, that it had started. He saw a strange image in front of him. There was a basin full of white liquid, slimy. It was so tempting!
He knew what it meant, but he couldn't resist. He was going into the basin. He felt the warmth of the milky liquid. A monstrous gurgling noise came out of his gullet.
She smiled happily and put her ear onto his stomach. "Yes, I hear that the pumping and plumping is ahead!"

Again she came with a glass and he stared at her. "This is to make sure, that you get your fun!"

He felt two glasses of potent fat inflator surge in his stomach, not sure how much this would inflate him and she wanted to give him more.

"Please", he begged her.

She kissed him on his stomach. "Well, you're not full yet. You need this, you're so thin!"

He drank and felt the substance run down his gullet, meeting his stomach, expand it. He felt being fattened and impregnated by this woman. He started to feel a little full. As his face twisted as his stomach was stretched larger and larger.

"Ah, filled up, are we?"

She opened another cupboard and took a half liter bottle from the shelf, showing super fat concentrate, inflation 467%. She removed the lid. His mouth dropped open. His eyes went wide.

"No, not this one! This is the concentrate to mix up the normal substances!"

She looked at him and measured his stomach with a glance. "Let's see if we can load your stomach enough to hold some more. I'm curious what it will do when it's in your belly!"

She smiled with anticipation. He refused and closed his mouth tight.

"Please, not this one too. Leave me like that, I'm still going to blow up to the fattest human alive."

"Anyway," she asked conversationally, "who inflated the pigs with the liquid?"

"My lab assistant Mirjam did, why?", he answered.

"Mirjam" she called. "Please come over, we need you!"

His lab assistant from next lab came through the door. She was puzzled since she didn't recognize the voice calling her. Helga was sizing her up. She was thin with jeans under her labcoat, which showed her medium-size pelvis. She had blonde hair and thin lips, she had always been kinda shy. Her breasts
were tiny. Helga was looking at Mirjam as though she was a specimen. Mirijam saw Charles and the empty bottles in front of him and froze.

"We just made the first test of your fat inflator liquid on a human subject", Helga answered her unasked question.

She smiled charmingly. Mirjam swallowed dry. Helga went over to Mirjam, pulled her shirt out of her pants and exposed her belly. As Helen expected it was flat and fatless. She touched the stomach of the slim girl with her hand and probed every inch of the fatless gut.

"That's something every nutritionist likes to see! A flat completely fatless belly!"

Obviously, Mirjam was watching her diet very carefully. She was puzzled.

"If you don't drink this one, I make her drink it and then you'll see what this flat nice belly inflates into."

Mirjam's eyes went wide. She was horrified, either for Charles belly or for her own. He started drinking it. It was strange, it tasted extremely rich, filling his whole body with a feeling of ecstasy. As it sloshed down his throat he had a flashback of fucking Jessica.
His girlfriend was 32 years old and the years started to show on her. She was heavier and more padding all around. She had the developed D-cup breasts of a ripe woman, with just the right amount of fat on her belly to indicate that she was inevitably starting to plump up. After all she was in the age in which all women were prone to weight gain and in which they stayed home and ate junk food instead of going out to dance. In which they realize, that eating and then getting laid was much more fun that exercising and running around. He was riding Jessica, her large breasts moving to his trusts, her
nipples hard, with big aerolas. While connected with her with a kiss he felt her wetness, her willingness dripping from her lap. He was so used to this and he felt her vagina, her wet crevice and being in it was so comfortable. With slow thrusts he shoved her, feeling the warm slime of her elastic cunt rub his penis. Louder and louder grew her moans, in ecstasy being fucked by her boyfriend, slowly shoved and taken. He was happy that she was putting on some weight, after all he enjoyed see her breasts grow as she gained weight and body girth. Although she was trying hard to not gain, it amused him to see that no matter what she did, no matter what diet she tried, her belly was becoming softer and more voluminous every month.

"Ah, by the way, I left a bottle of the 350% formula at your girlfriend's fridge. I had a little chat with her this morning and she thinks it's a new diet mix. Half a liter." Helga laughed. "I left her a few gallons of oil."

She made a motion of a growing belly on her stomach, happily smiling. He wanted to stop drinking the liquid, but found that he couldn't. He went on pouring the heavy liquid into his stomach. This stuff was so extremely strong, that his hand just froze and he didn't even swallow as it poured down his gullet. He felt a hot feeling lurch his cock as he imagined Jessica drinking, pumping fat into her intestines, laying on her back, while her belly happily inflating into monstrous dimensions. He saw her large ripe breasts swing to the thrust he fucked her. She moaned as his thick rod pushed her cunt wide. He saw how she rolled her eyes. Man, he was getting hot too. Suddenly, her eyes went wide, she looked at him.

She gasped! "Oh my God, what's happening to me?"

Now he saw it: Her belly started to swell, slow but steady the fat layer on it grew. He looked at her, and he was in heat as he saw her fatten up. Her big bosom also slowly swelled bigger, hanging more and more. Her newly gained fat wobbled sexy as he fucked her faster. She started to moan very loud, she was enjoying it tremendously, growing fatter. Suddenly, the growth of her fat jumped and her belly blew up with such speed, that he felt it envelop him. In front of him was his girlfriend, now composed of more
fat than anything else. He started to fuck her at incredible speed.
"....large You know," he heard Helga say, "even when she was thin she had a very nice gut, by now, she must be bloating to about half a ton!"

He choked on the fluid, when he wanted to breathe and wanted to say something, but instead the super potent fluid reached his stomach and started to work. A perverse gurgling sound reverberated from his stomach as the strong liquid that was never meant to go into a living being turned his belly into a fat processing plant. It thundered in his guts. He felt his stomach bloat rapidly, changed through the fluid, groan from the sudden pressure. He gasped. He had the feeling of being a balloon being blown up. He touched his lower abdomen and it was pumping in it, his intestines yielding and expanded.

His belly felt so good and warm, as though his guts were waiting for this all the time. Although he couldn't see anything from outside, he knew that his stomach was being pumped up. His belly expanded, he got fatter. The button on his trousers popped as his lower belly filled out his pants and
pushed and flew halfway across the room. His pants fell down. He felt his colon stretch and grow. He felt inches of new colon form in his lower belly and felt that he got bid down there.

Mirjam looked at his now exposed belly, which blew up like a balloon.

"We never tried this one!", she stuttered.
Charles licked his lips uncontrollably as his digestive system took him over. "I think you can hold another one!", the thin woman exclaimed happily.
Quick she went to the rack and took the final bottle from it. She came towards Charles and saw his eyes widen even more. His mouth was open and ready. His intestines made strange gurgling noises as the inflator liquid changed him inside. He was eager now to expand and bloat, his belly filled with so much of the pig drug that it was just in the beginning of bloating up his belly.
She removed the lid and started to drain the potent stuff into his mouth. She smiled as she saw that he was yielding. It got really stuffed. He had the sensation of bursting in a second as his lower belly was getting fuller and fuller. Then with a groan, his stomach expanded readily and his upper belly expanded outward as the fluid filled him everywhere. He felt how he got wide inside. His belly took in this fluid only too glad, since it was specially designed to nourish intestinal growth and expansion. His intestines in his lower belly became longer and wider, as he was rigged for fat inflation. Mirjam was standing there, unable to move, her flat innocent belly still exposed. She was absolutely paralyzed. She knew the fat inflator very well, but she never even thought about a human getting the stuff down the throat. The Helga looked satisfied.

"Now, let's go see the pigs!"

She led Charles to the end of the lab. Strange enough she seemed to know where everything was. While he walked, he realized the mass his belly had. He felt it bulge from all the liquid inside. He felt incredible loaded as he walked. They went over to the pig stalls. Helga stopped at one of the
inflation-stations, designed to fatten a pig. In the stalls a few pigs were eating. One of them was so fat that it was unable to move. It must have weighted about a ton.

"Look at these pigs here! Fat and happy!", she exclaimed.

She turned to Charles, seeing that he felt time working against him in his guts.

"How does it feel? Is it painful or pleasurable, having one's guts full of a substance designed to fatten and plump you up?"

She saw the hose on the floor and smiled knowingly. Hanging on the wall was a strange kind of gun, connected to the hose. The crude black hose went to a machine with two large transparent pistons filled with some milky substance and a 50 gallon tank. She took a gun of a rack, and balanced it in her hands.

"This is it, eh?" Helga looked over to Mirjam. "How do you do it, do you put it into the mouth?"

"No, the animal could refuse. We do it from behind, there's much less resistance and the pigs can hold much more when not taking the detour over the stomach....." Mirjam answered automatically like at a press conference but stopped as she realized who she was talking to.

She saw the look with which Helga was eyeing her. Helga nodded.

"I see", she concluded, "As I read in your nice paper that you published, the pigs first are treated with the fat drug and then, when they are ready, when their intestines are wide and expanded, their stomachs expandable to huge size, you inject them with fat. Their bodies, prepared, suck it up and plump up in record time."

Charles groaned as he heard all this. She pulled the trigger and a thick blast of milky fat came out of it. She came to him and put her hand on his belly.

"You're getting big down here!" she exclaimed with delight. "I love the way your belly looks now! From the way your gut looks, your intestines must be soft and expandable as hell!"
She was looking at his abdomen with a approving smile and patted his gut. It moved from the touch, splashing. Yes he had a nice potbelly already.

"You know," she went on, "I was always attracted to men with large pot-bellies, can't help it. Probably because my father had one!"

He felt so bloated and expanded. He was filled to the gullet with his own fat drug. He realized that he was starting to get hungry. He was so relaxed, with horror he felt that his resistance was getting weaker and his hunger got stronger. He was getting soft, literally.

"You're a very intelligent man, Mr Goldblum! I hope you were so intelligent to make it feel good. And you know why? Because I'm going to inject you right now!"

She started to pull down his slip.

"No!" he exclaimed. "I won't! We never did this with a human! The intestines will burst", but wasn't convinced himself of what he was saying.

After all it worked with the pigs. His guts weren't that different from that of a pig. It would probably react stronger. He felt a dangerous jump in pressure in his gut. It must have been the fat of the bacon he ate
in the morning doubling and tripling in size in his guts under the influence of the drug.

"This pressure!", he groaned.

She smiled sweet. He felt that he was not so terrified of it than he admitted. A strange and tempting mindset came into his head as his hunger increased. She went over to Mirjam and started touching her flat abdomen. Yes, thought Helga, Mirjam worked hard to stay so thin. Too bad for her that she had pumped up pigs. She had lost her innocence! Helga unbuttoned Mirjam's jeans, Mirijam stunned and gaping. As her trousers were on the ground, the thin woman was at her back, pulling down her slip just a little bit, exposing her lean ass.

Mirjam, her mouth open turned her head to see what was happening to her. Helga inspected her anus.
Mirjam was frozen, the unthinkable thought of being pumped like a pig blocked her body from moving.
She was about to shove Mirjam the gun into her ass as Charles called

"No, I'll take it!"

Helga was clearly disappointed. "Too bad, I just wondered how fast she would bloat up."

Charles looked at the thin belly of Mirjam and got hot by the idea of seeing the girl plumping up. He started to yearn for something to eat. She came over to him again. Gamely she waved the gun in front of him.

"Are you ready?", she asked.

Horror flowed through him and terrible lust for fat. He had designed the liquid to make the pigs yield and eager to be pumped with fat. Now he knew that the drug was affecting his brain too. He saw it now. His belly in the basin, monstrous and emitting perverse pumping noises. She wielded the gun. She would really pump him the liquid into his ass. He saw the gun and he felt some kind of familiarity with it.

He felt the pressure inside his gut. He felt trapped, completely bloated to bursting point and there was a woman before him, ready to pump him even more. As he looked at the gun he had a strange sensation.
In front of his mind's eye he saw the back of a pillar. He was in the room with the basin, hiding behind the pillar. He heard a noise, which he instinctually knew. He had never heard it before, but somehow the fat drug had changed his brain and what he heard was a ancient call, like the call of hunger.

It was monstrous gurgling and sloshing of large amounts of liquids. It was the sound produced by large quantities of liquid fat moving through tubing and hoses, through intestines. It was also the sound of liquid fat transforming into solid one, forming around belly, ass and everywhere where fat settles. It was laced with the sound tissue produces as it is stretched. Louder and louder grew the distinctive sound of a belly growing fat. It was the same sound Helga's sister heard after she had stuffed herself to the gullet and her belly then started to swell. It was a perverse sound, splashing as fat pressed into every part of the belly of the victim. It was the call of fat! He heard low moaning. He heard the sound of stretching skin
and intestines. He was startled as he recognized his own voice. The pumping was rhythmic and ultimate, not inclined to stop. He felt the gun in his ass and turned around. Helga had inserted it into his anus. She wanted to stress him a little bit. Suddenly, he felt himself yield. He wanted to walk away, but he could not move a muscle. He saw in his mind, that a big part of him wanted to get fat, and this part was growing. He was confused by this thought. Of course he knew only too well that it was one of the side affects of the liquid. But now it became so erotic to him that he would grow fat. When he felt the gun in his ass his body knew that the fat would come. It automatically killed all his defenses. He felt his ass widen, welcoming the hose.

He expected to feel the burst any second now, but nothing came. He looked over to Mirjam. She looked stunned and unable to say anything. Helga pulled the trigger, and then it came...

He felt the liquid flow into him from behind. He heard the sound of the pump working. A mild pressure was building up in his lower belly, slowly swelling, filling him and impregnating him with pure fat. He opened his mouth halfway as he had the sensation of being filled from behind. It was a funny feeling, sensing his intestines get full from the pumping from behind. Now his colon was full and started to stretch and groan. His lower belly started to swell out like a balloon. He felt the pressure jump, make him afraid that his intestines may burst. He was so surprised at the feeling of his lower belly bloating up.
It felt so hot growing large in the gut. The pressure increased even more.

"Stop it, I'm going to burst!"

The pump stopped and she smiled at him. She pulled the gun out and patted his plump lower belly.

"Dear, that was only one dose! You're just so tight and flat down there, give it some time. This was for one pig. You're going to take another filling", she insisted.

Mirjam came over and stood there, shaking.

"Please stop, he just received the load of a grown pig, his belly will expl