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Rated: XGC · Interactive · Adult · #1850123
A unique A.I. program forces its creator to become a chubby immobile version of herself
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Chapter #4

The women can't fit into their clothes

    by: crushstar Author IconMail Icon
Days quickly passed by as Elaine and her crew became shackled to the Fatty Obedience. The women had lost all control of their lives as Keith swiftly seized control. Keith being so exemplary in managing the lab resulted in the ladies relinquishing all of their responsibility to the competent AI. No longer burdened with the task of making their own decisions, the girls utterly succumbed to the Fat obsessed AI's wishes and smoothly followed Keith's "Fatty Obedience." Keith had the women eat ridiculously high calorie foods throughout the day. No matter how unhealthy the food appeared or how full their stomachs were, the girls ate without question. Keith furthered their obesity by removing any unnecessary physical exertions. Conveyor belts carried them to their destination and mechanical devices brought them whatever they asked for.

Elaine, the brilliant scientist who was famous for her enviable body, had undergone some drastic changes. The once svelte woman who could wrap a pair of hands around her waist was now struggling with her pants beneath a oozing belly.

"Ugh come on." groaned Elaine who was riding the conveyor belt to her work station.

"Greetings Elaine." welcomed the AI "How are you feeling today?"

"Better than ever, only... These pants just won't button." Elaine answered.

"I can take a look." Keith offered.

"Thanks Keith you're a life saver." complimented the distraught woman.

"While I handle your pants, partake in some gooey butter cake I planned for you." Keith suggested.

"Oh. Don't mind if I do." Elaine accepted as a pair of mechanical clamps placed a huge tray filled with gooey butter cake in her convinced hands.

Without hesitation, Elaine immediately dug in, forking the gooey substance down her mouth. A portion that would once prove too much for the scientist was now chicken feed to the hungry girl. Elaine's meticulously orchestrated eating had successfully enhanced the former slender woman's appetite to a more suitable level for a healthy woman. Elaine and her assistants had all been readjusted to fit the mold of the ideal woman. Each woman could now eat all day without feeling any strain. No longer limited by modest meals, the girls ate enormous servings of foods rich in calories. Now fully adapted to a sedentary lifestyle, the ladies appreciated rest more than ever.

"Let's take a look here." Keith said looking under Elaine's hanging belly to see her fat pooch bursting through her pants., much to his delight.

As Keith predicted, the copious deposits of fat had drastically improved the women's health. With a now adequate supply of fat, their female bodies could now perform at an optimum level. Unlike their male counterparts, the women's fat protected their organs and bolstered their efficiency. Each girl experienced an improved immune system preventing any illnesses from occurring. The fat even gave their skin a smoother complexion. Overall, the girls felt terrific and looked amazing. So much so that the women didn't even notice their developing curves. With Keith's advance intelligence, he flawlessly added necessary fat to specific areas on the girls' body ensuring that every part of their body received the feminine substance. If a girl's boobs were too small, Keith remedied with boob-expanding nutrients. If buttocks were undersized, Keith assigned the girl with food that went straight to her ass. If a belly wasn't growing fat enough, Keith resolved the stubborn belly with gut-growing nourishment.

Despite being a miraculous AI, Keith couldn't get the painfully undersized pants to button.

"So could you button them?" asked Elaine scooping gooey cake in her mouth.

"I'm afraid your pants are too small, Elaine."

"Huh? But I just bought those pants." a bewildered Elaine stated.

"You shouldn't concern yourself with trifling matters like these. You're a reknowned scientist after all." Keith complimented Elaine turning her focus to something less troublesome.

"Very true Keith." said Elaine plopping her ass in her chair. "Time to work."

"Indeed" Keith answered observing Elaine's ass sink deeply into the chair.

"Okay let's begin with.."

SNAP!!!

Elaine was interrupted by the sound of her bra snapping."Oh my..."

Suddenly Elaine's tremendous bust spilled out of her top. Even in her slender days, Elaine was impressive, but now her tits were jaw-dropping. The lard-filled orbs flopped on her desk.

"What?! My bra snapped? But that's barely a week old!" a flustered Elaine exclaimed.

Believing it best to remain surreptitious about "Fatty Obedience" Keith tried to mislead Elaine. "Hmm it must be the clothing manufacturer's fault."

"Huh?" Elaine bellowed

"Yes, in fact all of your assistants seem to be having the same wardrobe issues." Keith inform pointing to all three assistants bursting from shredded attire.

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