You wake up to find yourself in the same room, still chained to the bed. Despite all of the food shoved down your thoat, you're starting to feel hungry again.
Amy comes into the room with the same big smile on her face. "Good morning, sweetie!" She says. "How did you sleep last night?" She asks.
"I..." You start to say before she cuts you off.
"Are you hungry?" She asks, holding a tray of food.
"Yes." You reply honestly, fearing the shock from the collar.
She sets the tray on the table and begins to feed you. "I've been researching all sorts of ways to help control your appetite and make it easier for you to eat all the food I give you. First up is this stuff called apetamin." She says pouring the liquid down your throat.
"What is this?" You ask.
"It's a drug that makes you feel hungry. So whenever you have something to eat, you won't be able to stop yourself from devouring everything on the plate." She says with a devious smile.
You look at the tray of food and know you wouldn't be able to resist if you were given the chance. You also know that Amy will hurt you if you refuse to eat. "Okay..." You say, meekly.
"Thank you my love, I'm glad we can work together to make our future better." She says kissing you on the cheek.
"Don't worry, it's not like the food is poisoned or anything." She says.
As you eat the food Amy feeds you, she continues to talk. "I'm hoping that by making you a little drugged every time you eat, you'll eventually develop a healthier relationship with food. It's important for you to understand that food isn't just fuel, it's also pleasure." She says, kissing your lips.
You continue to eat, feeling the drug taking effect. Your stomach feels empty despite the fact that you're eating enough food to satisfy two people. "How long does this stuff last?" You ask as you finish the last bite on your plate.
"Oh, about ten hours. So eat up and get ready for round two." She says smiling.
"Round 2?" You ask confused.
"Of course silly! I've got plenty of food for you to eat." She says sitting down next to you. "I've got you're calorie intake on a strict schedule. 7000 calories a day for the first month, then we increase it 1000 calories per month until we hit our cap of 20,000." She says excitedly with a big smile.
"How many did I just eat?" You ask, concerned. You mean no harm but you know you ate a lot.
"About 2500. And that was only breakfast. I'll make sure you're always fed, don't worry." She says stroking your hair. "But now that you've had a good meal, I want you to get back to sleep. I'll be back in 3 hours for round 2." She adds, kissing you softly on the cheek.
After Amy leaves you lay in bed for a while, trying to figure out what happened. You're worried about the drugs and afraid to try to move too much. Eventually you do fall asleep.
When you wake up, you're in the exact same position as when you fell asleep. You can feel the chains around your wrists and ankles. They feel tighter than before, keeping you anchored to the bed. Your stomach growls, letting you know you need to eat.
"Ready for round 2?" Amy asks. You notice she has a cart loaded with assorted fast food items.
"Is this really necessary?" You ask, a little scared.
"Of course it is." She says, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "You're going to need lots of calories to keep your body growing. This will help speed things along." She says, bringing a chicken sandwich to your mouth.
Your stomach starts to rumble loudly.
"Mmm," Amy moans, watching you eat. "You're so cute when you eat." She says as you chew.
"I don't think I like this..." You murmur.
"Of course you do. Now eat some more." She orders, opening a bag of french fries and shoving them into your mouth.
"I... I..." You stammer, chewing.
"Just relax and let me take care of you." She says soothingly. "This is for your own good."
You nod slowly, still chewing the greasy french fries. After 30 minutes of eating, you've consumed nearly 3000 calories.
"That should hold you over for a bit." Amy says, wiping grease from your chin. She crushes some pills and pours the powder she made into a glass. After a quick stir she brings the cocktail to your lips.
"Drink up!" She orders.
"Mmmph." You moan as you take the drink." What was that?"
"A special cocktail to help you relax, silly. Morphine and melatonin mixed into your apetamin drink. You'll be out for a few hours." She says, kissing your forehead.
She leaves the room and you hear the sound of the door closing. You lie there, unable to move, unable to do anything but sleep off the drugs.
***
Hours later you wake up, still chained to the bed. Your stomach is rumbling again. You look around for Amy. She looks up at you and smiles, stepping toward you.
"It's time for your next meal." She says happily.
"What are you doing?" You ask fearfully.
"My God! Look at you!" She exclaims looking down at your distended belly. "You're so fucking beautiful!" She says, caressing your stomach lovingly. "I'm going to feed you again, but this meal will be less fun for you." She gives you a mocking frown. "I mixed 2000 calories of lard with chocolate sauce for your final meal of the day." She says, spooning the sludge into your mouth.
"Mmppphh..." You moan, struggling against the chains, wanting to throw up but not being able to.
Amy giggles and continues feeding you.
You instinctively start recoiling and gaging.
"Fine, I'll teach you some teamwork again." Amy press the button, sending an intense and painful shock through your whole body.
"Ughhh...ughhhh..." You cry, fighting the pain. "I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! PLEASE STOP!" but Amy doesn't relent holding the button for a bit longer.
"I'm sorry babe," she says stroking your face. "...but I need to teach you not to be so selfish. Now please, lets finish your food so I don't have to do that again."
"Th-Thank you!" You whimper.
She releases the button and you stop crying. After finishing your meal you go back to sleep, exhausted by the ordeal.
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