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President Piggy - DRAFT
🕑 Added 2024-08-13 16:57:13 +0000 UTCHere's the first 3,500 words or so of "President Piggy" that I think you'll enjoy. The full version, exclusively available to paid patreon patrons is available to read HERE and is more than double the length of this draft, coming it at over 7,700 words.
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“This can’t be happening.”
Megan was once again struggling with the button on her shorts. Her belly pudge was currently preventing her from even being able to get the zipper started. As she tried to force the button shut, Megan’s belly butter oozed out from underneath, filling the gap created by the useless zipper while also spilling over the waistband up top.
Fat was spilling out of everywhere.
Megan’s t-shirt wasn’t supposed to be this tight, but here it was riding up as she struggled to button her shorts, fully exposing her muffin top. Her love handles wobbled just like her belly as she continued to struggle. As she bounced up and down, it was clear that Megan’s butt cheeks had more bounce to them than before. Her thighs which were now lacking in tone quivered as she staggered about and her heavier, saggier breasts swung side to side until she eventually collapsed onto her bed in a huff. Her entire body shook like jello and then settled down as she slammed her hands against the mattress and screamed.
How had she let herself get this way?
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Late August…
As the sorority girls began to gather back at the house after the summer away, Audrey realized she had a problem.
Megan was back.
Of course, that was expected, although Audrey had dreamed about Megan blowing up with so much fat over the summer that she would be too humiliated to show her face and would just become a fat loser dropout working some dead end job somewhere, she didn’t actually think that was going to happen. But the reality that she got was far worse than she expected.
Megan was fit again.
She showed up on campus wearing outrageously short shorts that clung to her perfectly sculpted ass cheeks and a crop top that showcased her glistening abs and had a neckline that featured her generous cleavage. If anything, Megan was hotter than ever. And she was not happy to see the shape that most of the other sorority sisters were in.
“Piggies. All I see is piggies,” spat Megan as she glared at any of the sorority sisters that had less than perfectly trim waistlines, oinking at them as they passed.
Audrey watched as Megan took special notice of Daphne, her favorite frequent victim. Megan walked right up to Daphne and pulled one of her favorite moves, reaching down with both hands and grabbing onto the thicker lower roll of Daphne’s blubbery belly which, of course, was hanging out from under her shirt.
“Look at this gut!”
Daphne was frozen as Megan proceeded to wobble her gut with both hands, weighing it like her hands were scales. Megan felt the flesh ooze between her slender fingers as she considered just how immensely fat Daphne had become.
“This feels even heavier than last year.”
The fact that Megan could tell that with such certainty from her previous inspections of Daphne’s bloated figure brought a tear to Daphne’s eye, but she was powerless to say anything.
“It is heavier isn’t it? I knew it. You’re disgusting. You didn’t even try to lose weight, did you? This is all bloated pig fat, and it’s all your fault. You’re pathetic. You used to have abs! You used to be slim and sexy and someone I would have considered for my little. You could have been the future of this sorority, but now? Now you’re just a fat, lazy, piggish mess. Your arrogance and stupidity got you the title of Freshman Piggy and you’ve done nothing to lose it since. It’s so sad, you fat loser. You should be ashamed of this jelly belly, you fat wad. You’re like melted gum, just a blob of fat. That doesn’t sicken you? It sickens me. We might as well have just kept the costume and made you wear it year round. Get out of my sight. Go waddle off and stuff your face somewhere like you want to.”
Megan looked over Daphne’s fat shoulder at a pair of sophomore sorority sisters who seemed to have had a bit too indulgent of a summer.
“I have to figure out what I’m going to do with this whole house before everyone ends up looking like you, Piggy.”
As Megan went off to bark at the slightly less than perfectly trim sophomores, Daphne and Audrey shared a glance.
They didn’t say anything to each other in the moment, but they knew what had to be done.
Megan had to be made fat again, and she had to get so fat that there was no way for her to turn back.
That night the cabal of chubby chicks met for the first time. The group was kept small at first lest anyone less than perfectly trustworthy make it in only to then spill their secrets to the others until they ended up tipping Megan of their plans and ruining everything.
Those plans started simply, if Megan wanted to complain about them being fat girls, they were going to be the fattest girls they could be. They planned to lean into the stereotypes to make sure there was plenty of fattening food to tempt Megan with, plenty of snacks left around for her to mindlessly graze on, and if a few other sisters felt the pinch of their pants as a result- well, the cabal wasn’t concerned with collateral damage.
It was at this first meeting that the chubby cabal also decided to take their first risk and reach out to their first key ally, Stacy.
Stacy was Rho Eta Alpha Tau’s House Mother, a former PHAT girl herself who was now a rather fat woman and another person often subject to Megan’s putdowns. She had just as much stake as the others to see Megan taken down, and she had access to a few key things to make that happen. Stacy was in charge of managing the house’s needs which included keeping the kitchen and pantry well stocked, so that took care of making sure the house was overloaded with snacks, and Stacy also sometimes cooked for the girls which would make it easier to start slipping extra ingredients into Megan’s food.
Most importantly, Stacy controlled the laundry. This meant that after a few of the sisters ended up with clothes that legitimately shrunk in the wash, including Megan, it would be far easier to disguise things when it wasn’t waistbands shrinking but Megan’s waistline expanding. The sisters were also confident that they could find some way to swap out some of Megan’s clothes to secretly size things up and keep Megan unaware of how much weight she was gaining for a reasonable amount of time, and by then hopefully Megan would be filled with enough bad habits that her downward spiral would be self sustaining.
Of course, the chubby cabal was not satisfied. While they enjoyed musing about Megan’s future and imagining out loud how fat she would get, they knew they needed to temper their expectations. Tempting snacks and slipping a little extra butter and cream into her meals was only ever going to do so much. They would need something bigger if they were going to really see some results, something that they hadn’t thought of yet.
And that opportunity presented itself two weeks later.
Megan stood before the room full of PHAT girls like Patton before the army. Complete with riding crop, she paced from side to side on a small stage that had been erected in the house’s common room, a portable number for events such as this, and as she paced she looked at each and every sister, looked them up and down and shook her head.
“Alright, Fatsos. Listen up. This sorority’s reputation has taken a real hit the last couple of years. When I was a freshman, being in Rho Eta Alpha Tau really meant something. It meant that we were all striving for perfection, beauty and brains together. But that beauty part, well I’m just going to say it, ladies, you’ve really let yourselves go.”
A murmur came over the crowd as more than a few hands moved to softer bellies.
“Through the years, we’ve had a few bad influences, a few ladies in here who seem to think that turning themselves into obese hogs has been acceptable, and worse they’ve taken others down with them. Like Mindy. You all know Mindy. Mindy was a hot freshman with me, and then she became a fat freshman, and look at what she’s done to poor Yolanda, turning her into a cow too.”
All eyes turned to Mindy and Yolanda who were arm and arm, fleshy love handles pressed against one another. Mindy had been in the process of feeding Yolanda one of the fresh zeppoles she had just purchased from the Italian Sausage and Peppers cart nearby, and both of their noses were covered with powder and they turned to look at the crowd and felt the scornful gaze turn upon them. Mindy, for her part, just took that zeppole and shoved the entire thing into her mouth, something that drew a small whimper out of Yolanda until Mindy assured her that there was more in the bag.
“Mindy used to be so mini, and now she’s a bloated mess. But she’s not the only one. Daphne and Audrey, get up here.”
Daphne and Audrey were shoved up to the stage. They waddled up and turned around to face the crowd while wearing outfits that could not completely contain their bellies.
“Look at these piggies,” spat Megan as she pressed the tip of the riding crop into Daphne and Audrey’s fat, prodding it, smacking it. She even used it to slide through the fold where Daphne’s double belly split and then circled and poked her deep belly button.
“Daphne should be disgusted with herself. Two years ago, she was our Freshman Piggy. We spent the year fattening her up to teach her some kind of lesson about vanity and arrogance or whatever, and yeah, it was a lot of fun for us. But what lesson did Daphne learn? Certainly not how to diet. She hasn’t done shit to lose any weight since, and in fact, she has clearly continued to balloon. Once a pig, always a pig.”
Megan grabbed Daphne’s gut with one hand and shook it for everyone to see. Daphne suddenly had flashbacks to the displays she was put through as the Freshman Piggy, and tears welled in her eyes. While she maybe deserved it then, she had certainly served her time, taken her punishment, and didn’t deserve this kind of treatment.
Next, Megan turned her attention back to Audrey, smacking the riding crop against her belly and making it jiggle. The sudden sensation of the riding crop smacking against her blubbery belly made Audrey jump which in turn made her entire body wobble.
“Look at this supersized super senior. Disgusting. And she did it all herself too. Audrey here managed to dodge the freshman fifteen, but then she got herself stuck with some fat tutor her sophomore year, and I guess that fat rubbed off on her, and she hasn’t looked back since. She’s just gotten fatter, and fatter and fatter. What a gross, weak, pathetic, cow.”
Megan left Audrey quivering in anger and turned back toward the crowd.
“And it’s not just them. While they’re the worst offenders, everyone here has let themselves go a bit thanks to last year’s influence by Kayla, our terrible party planner who, thanks to her stoner boyfriend, loaded us up with calories and got us all pigging out. And I’ll admit, that even I packed on the pudge a bit, put on a few party pounds, but unlike the rest of you, I have discipline, I have dedication.”
She lifted up her shirt to reveal her abdominal muscles, muscles that Audrey couldn’t help but notice, and maybe just hope, that a little bit of butter had found its way onto muscles that had been just a little bit more defined that first day back on campus when Audrey had seen them in a crop top.
“I’m slim. I’m sexy. I’ve got abs again because I was willing to put in the work. And that’s what we’re all going to do. We’re going to get together and put in the work. Gym time, diets, and weekly weigh-ins starting right now. Get on the scales, fatties.”
Megan turned to Audrey and Daphne.
“Starting with you two.”
It was a humiliating evening for pretty much everyone, even the ones who had only put on a few pounds, even the ones that previously hadn’t considered that they might have a weight problem. Megan was extra critical of everyone as she had her pledge and soon to be little, Jocelyn checking the scale and writing down numbers. It was a disheartening experience.
But once Megan went on another rant about diets, gym time, and protein… Audrey couldn’t help but get a devilish idea, an idea that she was certain would really help put the pedal down when it came to plumping Megan up.
Audrey dared to dream that night of a chubby Megan, a Megan self-consciously trying to pull down her shirt to cover a pot belly that was jiggling as she fought against it. Audrey watched as Megan’s belly grew bigger and popped the button on her shorts. Megan struggled with it, grunting, jumping, starting to work up a sweat, and finally getting the button done up just in time for the back of her pants to tear. The rip in Megan’s shorts practically blew out the entire seat and revealed the sad looking granny panties that Megan was now forced to wear because of her larger rump instead of the sexy underwear she had always preferred.
As soon as Megan’s chubby hands flew back to cover her ripped shorts, the button on her shorts popped again, and this time it shot straight off and made a very satisfying ping off the wall. Megan fell to her knees with her thunder thighs and muffin top quivered as she hit the ground.
Audrey loved this defeated Megan, this humiliated, self-conscious and obedient Megan, ready to be fed and fattened further. She brought over a pot of mac and cheese, and, just like she used to do with Daphne when she was the Freshman Piggy, she took the mac and cheese and fed Megan spoonful after spoonful until she decided the spoon wasn’t good enough. She joined Megan on her knees with the pot of mac and cheese on the floor. Then with one hand she began to scoop out the mac and cheese and hand feed Megan like she was feeding a pig at the petting zoo. With her free hand she reached down and began to shake the fat on Megan’s belly, pinching it, pulling on it, and then kneading it as Megan’s belly grew thicker with each handful of mac and cheese that Audrey fed her.
That blubbery belly grew heavier in Audrey’s hand. She could feel the fat oozing through her fingers and spilling over the palm as if it was one of Megan’s bloated ass cheeks spilling over the edge of a seat. And Audrey knew Megan’s cheeks were getting chunkier. She could hear the tearing of the shorts until even the waistband gave up and the tattered remains of that skimpy article of clothing shot off of Megan’s fattened figure. Megan’s entire body was obese and jiggly now as Audrey continued to feed her. Audrey loved the way Megan’s fatter face formed a dopey double chin every time she obediently opened her mouth to take in another helping of mac and cheese. She loved the way Megan’s wide, submissive doe eyes told her how much she wanted to stop, how much she didn’t want to be fattened, and yet how much she couldn’t stop eating, how much she wanted more and more.
Megan sucked the cheese sauce from Audrey’s fingers just as her fat flabby ass cheeks sucked in the back of Megan’s granny panties, ripping and swallowing it up as they became even more bulbous. She began to snort like the greedy pig that she was, clearly hungry for more food which Audrey was more than happy to provide.
Audrey took her hand, still covered in the remnants of mac and cheese, and shoved it into a big chocolate cake. She then slammed that cake into Megan’s face, stuffing her mouth full of it and making sure to smear plenty of chocolate against her already cheese covered chubby cheeks. Megan oinked for more, and more was what she got. Audrey fed her handful after handful of decadent cake with one hand while using the other to bounce Megan’s flab up and down.
Then Audrey dumped the cake into a big trough and filled that trough with heavy cream and chocolate syrup and made Megan stuff her face into the slurry. Megan oinked and did as she told, digging into the dessert slop with reckless abandon all while Audrey spanked her ever growing ass. Megan oinked as he ate, each oink fell in rhythm with the timing of Audrey’s hands slapping against cellulite covered ass cheeks, and each spank sent the fat that covered Megan’s entire body shaking.
Megan’s fat made a satisfying slapping sound over and over and over again that soon transitioned into the sound of Adurey’s alarm clock.
It was the first of many dreams that Audrey and the rest of the chubby cabal would have about fattening Megan, and sharing them throughout the year would go a long way to keeping them motivated.
But three weeks into their plan to fatten Megan, and fresh off of another humiliating weigh-in session, the chubby cabal was in need of more concrete ideas to keep them motivated before their whole plan fell apart.
The first couple pounds that slipped their way back onto Megan’s frame went unnoticed by everybody but the most eagle-eyed of sorority sisters, which, thankfully, did not include the arrogant Megan who was very certain that she had regained her perfection and could never falter again. It did however go noticed by those who were looking for it, namely the members of the chubby cabal.
“Her pants are getting tight,” whispered Daphne.
“Don’t get cocky about it,” whispered Chloe, who was already back on her latest diet and quite happy to see her own pants loosening.
At the next meeting, Audrey gave a more detailed description of Megan’s gain, tempered some expectations, and addressed the next key steps to the plan.
“We need Jocelyn,” noted Audrey.
“If we have Jocelyn, we can get her to swap out Megan’s protein shakes to something even higher calorie. We can get her to suck up to Megan and trick her into eating more, and most importantly, we can get her to rig the scale and keep Megan in the dark for longer. She’s the key.”
“She’s also Megan’s little,” responded Mindy with a bit of trepidation.
“If we go to her now, she’s likely to squeal to Megan, and then we’ll never turn Megan into a squealer herself.”
Mindy chuckled at her own pig joke, and Audrey just shook her head.
“I’ve been working her since that first weigh-in. I think she sees what a nightmare Megan has been and will be, and she’ll help us bring her down. It’s a risk, but if we don’t take it now, we might as well not bother going forward; we’ll never see real progress.”
It was agreed that Audrey would talk to Jocelyn and see if she was in.
And luckily, Jocelyn was in. She was in all the way. She was in fact so eager and so in that she was already about to start switching out the protein powder on Megan already. With her presence, the chubby cabal had its skinniest member, and Megan was set on the road to ruin.
The switching of the protein powders worked like a charm, and with Jocelyn in play, she was also more easily able to flatter and convince Megan to indulge in sweets, snacks, and seconds. Flattery was Megan’s biggest weakness, along with the arrogance to believe that she was perfect, so it was remarkably easy to manipulate the woman who was so confident in her own control.
The pounds started to creep up, but manipulating the scale during weigh-ins kept Megan thinking that she was right where she should be. In fact, she grew even more emboldened as it became clear that pretty much everyone was also losing weight or at least not getting any worse. Any small moments where her weight was seen creeping up where written off as normal weight fluctuation, temporary, nothing to be concerned about. At worst, those moments led to an extra hard session in the gym… and an extra protein shake or two.
And it all worked until the middle of October when Megan ripped a pair of pants.
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