Lucy's plan to secretly fatten her mother had not proven nearly as succesful as she'd hoped. Though she'd occasionally managed to coax Susan into sharing her meals the woman would often refuse. Greedy though she might be she knew well enough to keep away from the fattening powder she was putting in her daughter's food.
Lucy, on the other hand, hadn't found this quite so easy to accomplish. She knew only too well what her mother was putting in her meals, yet still she found it so hard to say no. Months of mindless indulgence had left her with little ability to reign her immense appetite in. After the first three days of trying to hold back she'd found herself starting to give in. She knew what her mother's food would do to her, but it was so good, so delicious and hopelessly hard to resist. Though Lucy's mind might scream for her to hold herself back her body rarely bothered to listen.
As such she'd put on quite a bit of weight over the last few weeks. Whilst her mother was still slowly piling on the pounds Lucy had all but exploded with fat. Hanging lower than ever, her belly would swing to and fro as she walked. Her soft, dimpled, pillar-like legs having grown even wider and more unwieldy, they pushed her feet so far apart and made it so hard for her to walk. Capable only of a slow, undignified waddle, Lucy was starting to find it hard to walk even for five minutes without stopping to rest. Her fat weighed so heavily on her that she could hardly stand on her own two feet without wearing herself out.
To add insult to injury Lucy had found herself swiftly outgrowing what few clothes she had left. As she rarely set foot outside, and as outfits for a girl her size were neither cheap nor easy to find, Susan had not yet bothered to buy her daughter a new wardrobe. As such Lucy had found herself having to wear nothing but a sheet, or a bathrobe too small to close in the front, to cover at least some areas of her massive, flabby body.
All these daily humiliations had left Lucy feeling hopeless in a way she never had before. Though she would, occasionally come up with new ideas to try to slow her own gain and speed her mother's up she had all but given up on trying. Even when Susan wasn't pushing food on her she spent her days snacking and stuffing her face. Rarely bothering even to think, the once exceptional student did little but eat as her overfed body continued to spread out around her.
One day, some fifteen minutes after she'd just finished stuffing a whole bar of chocolate into her face, Lucy found herself studying her swollen figure. She couldn't continue like this, she knew. Though still just a teen she was already far less fit than her obese, middle-aged mother. Soon, Lucy couldn't help but think, she might not even be able to get up on her own. She had to do something. She'd used to be so strong, so fit. It was about time she got off her wide ass and started working out again.
Energized by her newfound resolve Lucy, with some effort, hoisted herself up off her bed. Carefully lowering her heavy body down on the floor, she decided to start her new routine with some situps. This proved easier said than done, struggle as she might Lucy found herself unable to lift her back up off the ground. Her belly weighing her down, she found herself pinned to the floor. Slowly rolling over on her front the hopelessly obese girl decided instead to try her hand at some push-ups.
This proved no easier, push though she might Lucy found that her belly would not lift even an inch off the ground. Collapsing back down on the floor, she found herself having lost her breath before she'd even started. Having rested for some minutes, Lucy grabbed a hold of the side of her bed and slowly pulled herself to her feet. Perhaps she ought to try something different. Strength exercises were good and all, but they wouldn't really help her lose weight. Perhaps a few jumping Jacks might prove more effective.
Having steadied herself, Lucy started to jump as best she could. Try though she might however her feet would not leave the ground. So heavy and weak had Lucy become that she couldn't even manage to make herself jump. Instead her feet simply slid across the floor.
Her boobs and belly-rolls bouncing and slapping against eachother, streams of sweat running down them, Lucy found herself hopelessly out of breath before she'd managed even ten of her jumping jacks. Slumping back down on her bed, one hand over her aching chest, she tried as best she could to regain her composure. She'd used to so enjoy exercise, it'd used to be so easy, used to make her feel so fit and strong. Now, however, it caused her nothing but exhaustion and pain. Her joints aching, her heart beating like a drum in her chest, Lucy felt every bit like the morbidly obese and hopelessly out of shape heifer she'd become.
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Watching through the gap in her daughter's bedroom door, Susan couldn't help but smile as the hopelessly unfit blob of a girl settled her flabby body back down on her bed, her pitiful attempt at exercise having been abandoned before it'd even gotten off the ground. Having waited a couple of minutes more, Susan pushed her daughter's door open, emerging into her room with a huge tray of fattening foods.
"Hello there, sweetie," she said; "figured I'd bring you a little something to munch on."
As Susan placed the tray down before her 'little' girl Lucy looked at the mountain of calories laid upon it. There was enough food there to feed a family of four, all of it, no doubt, covered in weight gain powder.
"Thanks mom," she said, a mix desire and dismay on her face.
"You're welcome, sweetie," said Susan, lightly patting her daughter's pillowlike shoulder. "I know how much you like your food."
"Yeah," sighed Lucy; "I sure do love to eat."
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Stuffing huge forkfuls of her mother's fattening food in between her greedy lips, Lucy couldn't help but let out a pleasured moan. It was so good! So bad for her, but so good. She knew perfectly well what all that food would do to her, and yet still she ate. Food was one of the few pleasures she had in life, one of the few things that made her feel good. She couldn't give it up, couldn't turn it down. She just couldn't bring herself to stop.
If her mother wanted her fat, Lucy thought, then there was nothing she could do to stop her. She was too far gone, too hopelessly addicted and out of shape. Though it pained her to admit it, she knew deep down that Susan had won. That she was hers to do with as she pleased.
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As her daughter dug into her mountain of food, Susan couldn't help but smile. She had the girl exactly where she wanted, she knew. By far the fattest in the family, it was only a matter of time before Lucy was too huge and heavy to lift herself off her bed.
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