Deep within the bowels of a research facility, one room is constantly filled to the brim with the noises of overstretched bellies, gurgling and groaning all over, as said guts owners groan or belch in slight discomfort of their increased size. There are many rooms full of 'volunteers' like the four inhabitants of this room, the whole facility strewn with supplies to stretch, fill and fatten those who signed up for what should have been a short weekend of free work and food.
First along the line, hung a crow whom was there for at least a day or so. His gut was sloshing and gurgling, already fat on food as he groaned and burped, wanting to rub his stomach as he couldn't reach due to his talons being restrained by the shackles above. He signed up eagerly, wanting to get a quick meal or so, but was met with quite a lot of chow that caused him more indigestion than he would want. Now he hangs first, awaiting his next meal, hoping it will be the last before they unshackle him and let him go.. but from what he can see among his 'roommates', he won't be leaving for a while.
Next to the avian, stood a cervine whom had just got to the facility that morning. She saw the sign and eagerly rushed over to get her fill.. and she got just that. Only hours had passed, now her stomach was sloshing with half digested chow as she groaned and hiccuped... She was still in a waking food coma, her stomach more bloated than chubby at the moment as she was still new to her fate... Thankfully for her, the crow and dragons bellies would sometimes bump into hers, making the digestion a bit easier for her as she would feel the pounds slowly adding themselves to her gut, bust and even butt... Burrrp... she let out, still confused at what she had gotten herself into..
Now, came the rooms oldest resident. Not in age, but in time. Already having been there a week, the dragon was stuck as he groaned and gurgled in what seemed to be a prison of his own flesh. Even compared to the others, his meals were plentiful, fattening and seemingly much more potent at this point, as he was both fattening, and digesting before the others eyes. When he arrived, he was somewhat chubby, but not fat enough, looking for a quick gaining due to his interest in professional sumo wrestling.. The dragon wanted to get up a weight class or two, and get some well sized adipose... and boy did he receive!! He met his goal... and passed any weight class.. Even if his release was tomorrow, he would need a huge flatbed to help him get outside and back to moving.. and if he could get back to the ring, there is no doubt he would not be pushed.. at all.
And last on the line, was the Jackal. She arrived only a day after the dragon, but due to the dragons request, he was overfed. The jackal on the otherhand, was still fed quite a lot, already obese as her one slim and curvaceous body was lost within what seemed to be a new layer of thick, heavy chub. She groaned, even though past digesting her meal, would belch along with the others unable to help herself. At this point, unlike the others she was deep down wanting more of it. The jackal would want to grow bigger than the others combined soon.. but unless those keeping them there changed their mind she would receive the same portions she had always received... though those were plentiful!!
All four were groaning, despite one of them wanting to grow, all felt immense discomfort at their captivity as they heard footsteps approaching. Soon, the door to the side would open, many carts of food being pulled in as looks of fear from what was to come flashed on almost all of their faces. Many clothed workers approached their subjects, some would reach and provide massages to the growing stomachs, while the others brought food up to their waiting mouths, making sure they would eat and gulp efficiently.. of course without choking on their meals. Morsel after snack would be forced inside of their gullets, the room beginning to echo louder with longer and more eruptive stomach groans, as each subject would eat as much as was shoved in.
After what seemed like a half hour of feeding, all four had their stomachs grow to a greater girth... varying from each subject as all four would groan and belch.. the workers who had been feeding them stopped, bringing up wet towels to clean off food scraps from their mouths and whatever had fallen onto their gurgling guts.. Once they were cleaned, the workers left off to leave all of their groaning subjects to finish their meals off.. the lights dimming as one of them would groan and just ask..
"W-when are we getting paid..?"
Big YCH done for FA~
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25 Feb 2016 22:55 CET
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