Future Feeder · Part 1 (1/2)
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During the early 21st century advances in electronics, bio-engineering, and genetics made enormous leaps forward. These discoveries led to the ability for scientists to concur most of the major disease's known to man, thereby increasing the quality of life for the general populace. It also brought the ability to customize the human body. The process of "body molding" was perfected by the mega conglomerate, "Fantasy International", during the mid 21st century. Their goal, (other them making the worlds largest profits), was the moulding of the human body to full fill personal sexual fantasies. Their reputation was built around personal privacy, an extremely important issue in the 21st century. And their ability to deliver their services to anyone who could afford it.
Cherri sat in the personal service advisor's office at Fantasies International. Her advisor, a good looking woman in her late forties was busily showing her holograph portraits of what other customers had requested. "As you can see Cherri, what ever you desire as an ideal body can be yours for the asking. Here, look at this portrait of a young woman who came to us last year." She held up a holo gram showing a young woman whose bust was amazingly large. "When she came to us she had no bust to speak of. We were able to enlarge her bosom like this for her. Anything you desire we can do for you.
All we ask is that you be as specific as possible, in order for us to serve you so your dreams may be full filled." Cherri looked at the holo, then back to her advisor. "What I'm interested in is to have the ability to eat as much as I want, when ever I want. I love to eat, and my husband goes wild whenever I over eat to the point of gluttony. Its a major turn on for the both of us. And as important, I want EVERYTHING I eat to make me fatter." She ran her hands over her flat stomach and frowned. "I hate being thin. Its so boaring being like everyone else.
What I want is to be able to eat and eat and eat, getting fatter and fatter." She closed her eyes as she mentally pictured herself getting fat. "I want to eat and eat until I'm a huge pile of soft, sexy fat. But I don't want any health or mobility problems, no matter how fat I get. I know its allot to ask, to be hugely fat and still be completely mobile. Is my dream a possibility?" Her advisor punched a few buttons on her computer and a new holo gram sprang up in front of them. Cherri gasped as a woman of epic proportions literally dance in front of them.
This woman was fatter then anyone she had ever seen, and watching her dance around so freely was the most erotic thing Cherri had ever witnessed. Her advisor had been watching her carefully, and was please that she had indeed found what her client was looking for. "As you can see, we've had other requests like yours before. The only difference between what you want and what this client requested is that you wish to do the fattening yourself. That will present no problem. As far as your concern for health and mobility, that too can be handled. We would have recommended it anyway.
Now, since we know what your dreams are, all that's left is to fill out some forms and a brief stay with us of about a week. Then you'll be on your way to a new happiness for yourself and your husband." Cherri completed the forms and handed them back to her advisor. "When can we start?" The woman smiled. "Would imediatly suit you?" Cherri nodded enthusiastically, "Yes! the sooner the better!"
Brian was working on their new auto-chef when Cherri entered their home. He was so engrossed that she was able to sneak up behind him give him a playful slap on the behind. He yelped in surprise as he turned around. "Cherri! your home! I didn't expect you till tomorrow." He pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately for a long time. Then held her at arms length and looked at her lovingly. "I missed you so much. Two weeks alone was almost to long just for a fantasy." Cherri stepped away from him and put her hands on her hips, a playful grin lit her face. "Too long to full fill our mutual desires?
Gee, do you think I should go back and have them undo it?" Brian pulled her back into his arms and hugged her tightly to him. "Not on your life my little vixen!" He let her go finally and they sat on the couch. "Tell me all about it. What did they do to you, and what tricks can you do now?" "Actually Brian, there isn't much to tell. They put me in a comfortable room with a bed in it and had me lay down. A woman came in and place a small device on my head that caused me to fall asleep. When I woke up I was still in the bed but two weeks had passed. I guess that I was kept asleep while they did whatever they did to me. All I felt was well rested.
Then I was taken back to my advisors office who explained what was different about me now. To tell you the truth, I really don't feel any different then I did the day I went in. But my advisor assures me that our dreams can now come true." Brian was impressed. "So what exactly IS different about you now?" Cherri stood up and began pacing around as she spoke. "First off, we don't have to worry about my health or mobility. She told me that as I gain weight, my bodies physiology will adapt. My hart, lungs, and muscle structure will increase to handle any load place on them, keeping me totally comfortable as my body grows. She also told me that EVERYTHING I eat will be used by my body.
I might only have to use the bathroom once a week because of the increased efficiency of my digestive system." Cherri stopped pacing and sat on Brian's lap. She put her arms around him and touched his nose with hers. "But I haven't told you the most important thing yet. Would you like to know how much I can eat, right at this moment? Brian held his breath. This was what he had been waiting to hear all along. He nodded his head for her to continue. Cherri glanced over at the auto-chef. "I can eat." She paused for a second to build the suspense as she felt his body tense with excitement. "Without limit." The air in his lungs gushed out as her words hit him.
"Na..na..no limits at all?" He managed to stammer. "Are you telling me that you can just keep eating and eating?" Cherri smiled triumphantly. "That's right lover boy. My system is so efficient that I almost can't overeat. As fast as I can shovel it in, my super body will turn all that lushes food into glorious fat..fat.. FAT! The only other effect gorging myself will have is that I'll sleep allot more then I used too. My advisor told me to take lots of naps during the day." Cherri stood up and pulled a pamphlet out of her jumpsuit pocket and handed it to him. "Take a good look at this, lover.
Its a list of different types of foods they gave me." Brian noted that the list was broken into five parts, each headed with the title of a body type, like bust, or belly. "Ok, but what does it mean?" Cherri smiled seductively. "What it means is that as a bonus, Fantasy International gave me the abilities to customize how my body gets fatter. For example, since I know you would like me to develop huge tits, all you have to do is feed me lots of stuff from the bust group. And as I want an enormous hanging belly, gorging on items from the belly group will cause that to happen. Well, what to you think of that!
A pretty neat surprise, isn't it." Brian was speechless, his thoughts whirled around in his head as he tried to comprehend the idea of customizable fattening. In all the times they had talked about sending her to "Fantasies", he had never even though about being able to chose how she became fat. Cherri broke into his musing. "Well, are you just going to sit there and fantasies about it in your head, or are we going to start making it a reality!" That was all the prompting Brian needed. "Why don't you go get changed and make yourself comfortable. I'll have the auto-chef ready to go in a couple of seconds!"
Brian finished connecting the auto-chef to the auto-mart delivery system, then tested the subsystems. He smiled as the status lights all indicated "GO". (The auto-chef was designed for high volume food production. In a matter of seconds it was able to produce any food dish from its wide menu by molecular synthesis of a rudimentary soy bean paste. The paste was in turn suppled in any quantity needed by the auto-mart delivery system.) Brian then opened a door in the side of the auto-chef and test the optional direct feeding tube. When he had purchased the system, he had custom ordered the unit to be able to divert the normal output into this tube.
When the option was activated, the auto-chef produced the food as a thick fluid, then pumped it through the tube at low pressure. The system also contained a pressure sensing device that would temporarily halt the output until the pressure dropped below 3psi. After the pressure dropped, it would then automatically start pumping again. The end of the tube had a nipple like device on it that was designed to be sucked on. It sensed when the nipple was placed into the mouth, which then activated the pumps. when it was removed, it automatically shut the pumps off.
Satisfied that everything was working correctly, he then mounted the remote control for the auto-chef to the specially built chair Cherri would use. It had been built to maximize her comfort, while allowing her ease of movement. The chair's built in serving tray was connected directly to the auto-chef. With a push of a button any food Cherri wanted would be placed automatically in front of her in just seconds.
Cherri came out of the bed room and stood in front of Brian, showing off the outfit she was waring. She had on a black bra and panties made from some smooth material, covered by a very sheer, frilly black night gown that almost touched the floor. "What do you think of my outfit? I had it custom made just for you." Brian nodded his head in approval. "Its beautiful, just like you. But won't it become uncomfortable as you get fatter?" Cherri smiled seductively. "Not at all my love. The bra and panties are made from a material that will stretch almost indefinitely. I thought you would especially enjoy watching me develop a few FEET of cleavage to bury your head into!
And as for the night gown, lets just say I'm into the sound of ripping material." She looked at the Auto-chef and the chair. "How about you, are you all set up?" Brian took her hand and sat her down in the chair. He quickly showed her how to work the remote control, and then where the readout was for the chairs built in scale. The readout indicated she weighed 134 pounds. She smiled and patted the arm of the chair. "My, what a small number! Well, I'll just have to do something about that, won't we!" Brian reached over and activated the video system which would record her every bite, then settled back on the couch he had placed strategically for the best possible view of his lovely wife.
Picking up the control Cherri activated the Auto-chef. She looked over at Brian, enjoying the slightly impatient look on his face. He wanted her to get going, and she was in complete agreement with him. It was time to stop fantasizing, and start eating. "Well, this is it! Anything you would like me to start with Lover. After all, this is you fantasy too!" Brian had been aching for her to ask him this question. "Pastries and cream. Lots and lots of pastries with gallons of cream to wash it down!" She smiled as she had anticipated his response. He wanted her to be busty as quickly as possible, and she was not going to disappoint him.
"Ok lover, you got it!" Cherri punched a couple of buttons on the remote control that made the Auto-Chef start humming. Moments latter a large tray overflowing with different types of delicious pastries and large glasses of light cream slid onto the tray in front of her. She picked up a pastry in each hand and began to eat. She ate quickly and efficiently, not quite gobbling the delicious pastries. After stuffing several pastries into herself she drank two glasses of the light cream, enjoying the smooth, rich flavor. Then it was more pastries, followed by more cream. On and on she ate until the tray was empty. She burped contentedly, then rubbed her swelling belly.
"Ummhh, that was delicious. I think I'll do that again!" Another platter appeared in front of her, this one even larger then the last. Brian watched in amazement as his wife demolished that pile also, and then another after that! Her belly was already remarkably rounder then he could believe, and she was just getting warmed up! He also noted joyfully that her breasts were already swelling slightly. Her small breasts had already begun to fill out and she had developed cleavage! But as excited as Brian was, Cherri was even more excited. As she ate she could feel herself getting fatter. She couldn't explain the feeling, other then it was the most erotic thing she had ever felt.
She ordered a huge plate of pasta and several gallons of beer to wash it down. She dove into the pasta with gusto, and in only minets it was gone. Cherri found that the pasta intensified the erotic feelings deep within her, so order the Auto-Chef to keep it coming. Mountain after mountain of different types of pasta appeared, then disappeared from in front of her. She began eating faster to increase that erotic feeling. Her body filled out in slow motion, responding to her massive intake of food. Her stomic became fatter and fatter, finally splitting into two rolls of expanding tummy flesh.
Her arms and legs filled out as the fat poured on, and her breasts filled out fuller, pushing her bra outwards. Brian watched in disbelief as his wife became fatter right in front of his eyes. His wildest fantasies were coming true as he watched in amazement as she ordered yet another mountain of pasta and began gobbling it down. Every minet that past brought more and more luscious pounds to his wifes swelling body. He wanted to run over and make love to her so badly that it hurt, yet he was glued to his chair. So he contented himself to watch her unbelievable bout of gluttony. After several hours of the most wonderful gorging in her life Cherri needed to take a break.
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