She was staring straight up at a ceiling. Mel must have seen her coming and brought her in after she passed out. "I still don't know why I passed out. I wonder if..." Her thoughts were cut short by Mel's arrival in the room.
"Looks like your up now. What happened to you?"
"I... I don't know."
"Oh. Well... come on out to the living room. You can relax by watching some TV."
"Um... sure." As Amanda stood up, she noticed that she was still a bit dizzy. Mel tried to help, but Amanda insisted she was fine. When she made it to the living room, she was about to sit on the couch when...
"NO!" screamed Mel. "Err... I mean, why don't you sit here," she said, pointing to a large, plush recliner.
"Um... OK..." Amanda made her way to the chair and sat down. It was pretty comfortable.
"I'll go get us something to eat." This was weird for Mel. She usually wasn't this nice to anybody. Moments later, Mel returned with what seemed like the entire contents of her fridge.
"What is all that for?" inquired Amanda.
"I thought you might be hungry," was the reply.
"Yes but not that much..."
"Well that's just too bad then, isn't it"
"What are you..." But before she could finish, she found herself strapped to the recliner. So that was why she HAD to sit here.
Mel had a malicios look on her face. "I mean that you are going to eat whether you like it or not!"
"You can't do this!" Her protests were only met with food being shoved into her mouth. She couldn't fight it, because if she didn't swallow, she would choke to death. She had to eat.
Amanda's mouth was assulted with many different foods. She was being fed meats and cold cuts, but the majority of the food headed her way were pastries and cakes. So much butter had gone into those cakes... how fattening were they? Speaking of butter, that came next. Pure sticks of butter. Those too were forced into Amanda's mouth.
"Please... stop!" she pleaded, between mouthfuls.
"Oh, I've only just begun...."
After a while, Mel had run out of food. "Damn. I guess that I just need to get some more. I'll be back. Don't go anywhere... oh, you can't!"
Mel left the house. Where she was going, Amanda had no idea. She looked down at herself. No longer did she have a slight bulge of a stomach. It had now expanded greatly, pulling her shirt up so that it barely covered her boobs. Over her bulbous stomach, she noticed that her pants had ripped, partly due to the result of her growing thighs and ass. Other then that, all she could see over her stomach was her green panties, stretching, fitting her just like they had this morning. Overall, Amanda guessed that she now weighed almost 200 lbs.
"I need to get out of here. Maybe if I..." Amanda worked her hardest on the restraints, and she...
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