Fantasy sex story

During the early 21st century advances in electronics,
bio-engineering, and genetics made enormous leaps forward.
These discoveries led to the ability for scientists to
concur most of the major disease’s known to man, thereby
increasing the quality of life for the general populace.
It also brought the ability to customize the human body.
The process of “body molding” was perfected by the mega
conglomerate, “Fantasy International”, during the mid 21st
century. Their goal, (other them making the worlds largest
profits), was the moulding of the human body to full fill
personal sexual fantasies. Their reputation was built around
personal privacy, an extremely important issue in the 21st
century. And their ability to deliver their services to
anyone who could afford it.

Cherri sat in the personal service advisor’s office at
Fantasies International. Her advisor, a good looking woman in
her late forties was busily showing her holograph portraits
of what other customers had requested. “As you can see
Cherri, what ever you desire as an ideal body can be yours
for the asking. Here, look at this portrait of a young woman
who came to us last year.” She held up a holo gram showing a
young woman whose bust was amazingly large. “When she came to
us she had no bust to speak of. We were able to enlarge her
bosom like this for her. Anything you desire we can do for
you. All we ask is that you be as specific as possible, in
order for us to serve you so your dreams may be full filled.”
Cherri looked at the holo, then back to her advisor. “What
I’m interested in is to have the ability to eat as much as I
want, when ever I want. I love to eat, and my husband goes
wild whenever I over eat to the point of gluttony. Its a
major turn on for the both of us. And as important, I want
EVERYTHING I eat to make me fatter.” She ran her hands over
her flat stomach and frowned. “I hate being thin. Its so
boaring being like everyone else. What I want is to be able
to eat and eat and eat, getting fatter and fatter.” She
closed her eyes as she mentally pictured herself getting fat.
“I want to eat and eat until I’m a huge pile of soft, sexy
fat. But I don’t want any health or mobility problems, no
matter how fat I get. I know its allot to ask, to be hugely
fat and still be completely mobile. Is my dream a
possibility?” Her advisor punched a few buttons on her
computer and a new holo gram sprang up in front of them.
Cherri gasped as a woman of epic proportions literally dance
in front of them. This woman was fatter then anyone she had
ever seen, and watching her dance around so freely was the
most erotic thing Cherri had ever witnessed. Her advisor had
been watching her carefully, and was please that she had
indeed found what her client was looking for. “As you can
see, we’ve had other requests like yours before. The only
difference between what you want and what this client
requested is that you wish to do the fattening yourself. That
will present no problem. As far as your concern for health
and mobility, that too can be handled. We would have
recommended it anyway. Now, since we know what your dreams
are, all that’s left is to fill out some forms and a brief
stay with us of about a week. Then you’ll be on your way to a
new happiness for yourself and your husband.” Cherri
completed the forms and handed them back to her advisor.
“When can we start?” The woman smiled. “Would imediatly suit
you?” Cherri nodded enthusiastically, “Yes! the sooner the
better!”

Brian was working on their new auto-chef when Cherri
entered their home. He was so engrossed that she was able to
sneak up behind him give him a playful slap on the behind.
He yelped in surprise as he turned around. “Cherri! your
home! I didn’t expect you till tomorrow.” He pulled her into
his arms and kissed her passionately for a long time. Then
held her at arms length and looked at her lovingly. “I missed
you so much. Two weeks alone was almost to long just for a
fantasy.” Cherri stepped away from him and put her hands on
her hips, a playful grin lit her face. “Too long to full fill
our mutual desires? Gee, do you think I should go back and
have them undo it?” Brian pulled her back into his arms and
hugged her tightly to him. “Not on your life my little
vixen!” He let her go finally and they sat on the couch.
“Tell me all about it. What did they do to you, and what
tricks can you do now?” “Actually Brian, there isn’t much to
tell. They put me in a comfortable room with a bed in it and
had me lay down. A woman came in and place a small device on
my head that caused me to fall asleep. When I woke up I was
still in the bed but two weeks had passed. I guess that I was
kept asleep while they did whatever they did to me. All I
felt was well rested. Then I was taken back to my advisors
office who explained what was different about me now. To tell
you the truth, I really don’t feel any different then I did
the day I went in. But my advisor assures me that our dreams
can now come true.” Brian was impressed. “So what exactly IS
different about you now?” Cherri stood up and began pacing
around as she spoke. “First off, we don’t have to worry about
my health or mobility. She told me that as I gain weight, my
bodies physiology will adapt. My hart, lungs, and muscle
structure will increase to handle any load place on them,
keeping me totally comfortable as my body grows. She also
told me that EVERYTHING I eat will be used by my body. I
might only have to use the bathroom once a week because of
the increased efficiency of my digestive system.” Cherri
stopped pacing and sat on Brian’s lap. She put her arms
around him and touched his nose with hers. “But I haven’t
told you the most important thing yet. Would you like to know
how much I can eat, right at this moment? Brian held his
breath. This was what he had been waiting to hear all along.
He nodded his head for her to continue. Cherri glanced over
at the auto-chef. “I can eat.” She paused for a second to
build the suspense as she felt his body tense with
excitement. “Without limit.” The air in his lungs gushed out
as her words hit him.
“Na..na..no limits at all?” He managed to stammer. “Are
you telling me that you can just keep eating and eating?”
Cherri smiled triumphantly. “That’s right lover boy. My
system is so efficient that I almost can’t overeat. As fast
as I can shovel it in, my super body will turn all that
lushes food into glorious fat..fat.. FAT! The only other
effect gorging myself will have is that I’ll sleep allot more
then I used too. My advisor told me to take lots of naps
during the day.” Cherri stood up and pulled a pamphlet out of
her jumpsuit pocket and handed it to him. “Take a good look
at this, lover. Its a list of different types of foods they
gave me.” Brian noted that the list was broken into five
parts, each headed with the title of a body type, like bust,
or belly. “Ok, but what does it mean?” Cherri smiled
seductively. “What it means is that as a bonus, Fantasy
International gave me the abilities to customize how my body
gets fatter. For example, since I know you would like me to
develop huge tits, all you have to do is feed me lots of
stuff from the bust group. And as I want an enormous hanging
belly, gorging on items from the belly group will cause that
to happen. Well, what to you think of that! A pretty neat
surprise, isn’t it.” Brian was speechless, his thoughts
whirled around in his head as he tried to comprehend the idea
of customizable fattening. In all the times they had talked
about sending her to “Fantasies”, he had never even though
about being able to chose how she became fat. Cherri broke
into his musing. “Well, are you just going to sit there and
fantasies about it in your head, or are we going to start
making it a reality!” That was all the prompting Brian
needed. “Why don’t you go get changed and make yourself
comfortable. I’ll have the auto-chef ready to go in a couple
of seconds!”

Brian finished connecting the auto-chef to the auto-mart
delivery system, then tested the subsystems. He smiled as the
status lights all indicated “GO”. (The auto-chef was designed
for high volume food production. In a matter of seconds it
was able to produce any food dish from its wide menu by
molecular synthesis of a rudimentary soy bean paste.
The paste was in turn suppled in any quantity needed by the
auto-mart delivery system.) Brian then opened a door in the
side of the auto-chef and test the optional direct feeding
tube. When he had purchased the system, he had custom ordered
the unit to be able to divert the normal output into this
tube. When the option was activated, the auto-chef produced
the food as a thick fluid, then pumped it through the tube at
low pressure. The system also contained a pressure sensing
device that would temporarily halt the output until the
pressure dropped below 3psi. After the pressure dropped, it
would then automatically start pumping again. The end of the
tube had a nipple like device on it that was designed to be
sucked on. It sensed when the nipple was placed into the
mouth, which then activated the pumps. when it was removed,
it automatically shut the pumps off. Satisfied that
everything was working correctly, he then mounted the remote
control for the auto-chef to the specially built chair Cherri
would use. It had been built to maximize her comfort, while
allowing her ease of movement. The chair’s built in serving
tray was connected directly to the auto-chef. With a push of
a button any food Cherri wanted would be placed automatically
in front of her in just seconds.

Cherri came out of the bed room and stood in front of
Brian, showing off the outfit she was waring. She had on a
black bra and panties made from some smooth material, covered
by a very sheer, frilly black night gown that almost touched
the floor. “What do you think of my outfit? I had it custom
made just for you.” Brian nodded his head in approval. “Its
beautiful, just like you. But won’t it become uncomfortable
as you get fatter?” Cherri smiled seductively. “Not at all my
love. The bra and panties are made from a material that will
stretch almost indefinitely. I thought you would especially
enjoy watching me develop a few FEET of cleavage to bury your
head into! And as for the night gown, lets just say I’m into
the sound of ripping material.” She looked at the Auto-chef
and the chair. “How about you, are you all set up?” Brian
took her hand and sat her down in the chair. He quickly
showed her how to work the remote control, and then where the
readout was for the chairs built in scale. The readout
indicated she weighed 134 pounds. She smiled and patted the
arm of the chair. “My, what a small number! Well, I’ll just
have to do something about that, won’t we!” Brian reached
over and activated the video system which would record her
every bite, then settled back on the couch he had placed
strategically for the best possible view of his lovely wife.
Picking up the control Cherri activated the Auto-chef.
She looked over at Brian, enjoying the slightly impatient
look on his face. He wanted her to get going, and she was in
complete agreement with him. It was time to stop fantasizing,
and start eating. “Well, this is it! Anything you would like
me to start with Lover. After all, this is you fantasy too!”
Brian had been aching for her to ask him this question.
“Pastries and cream. Lots and lots of pastries with gallons
of cream to wash it down!” She smiled as she had anticipated
his response. He wanted her to be busty as quickly as
possible, and she was not going to disappoint him. “Ok lover,
you got it!”
Cherri punched a couple of buttons on the remote control
that made the Auto-Chef start humming. Moments latter a large
tray overflowing with different types of delicious pastries
and large glasses of light cream slid onto the tray in front
of her. She picked up a pastry in each hand and began to eat.
She ate quickly and efficiently, not quite gobbling the
delicious pastries. After stuffing several pastries into
herself she drank two glasses of the light cream, enjoying
the smooth, rich flavor. Then it was more pastries, followed
by more cream. On and on she ate until the tray was empty.
She burped contentedly, then rubbed her swelling belly.
“Ummhh, that was delicious. I think I’ll do that again!”
Another platter appeared in front of her, this one even
larger then the last. Brian watched in amazement as his wife
demolished that pile also, and then another after that! Her
belly was already remarkably rounder then he could believe,
and she was just getting warmed up! He also noted joyfully
that her breasts were already swelling slightly. Her small
breasts had already begun to fill out and she had developed
cleavage!
But as excited as Brian was, Cherri was even more
excited. As she ate she could feel herself getting fatter.
She couldn’t explain the feeling, other then it was the most
erotic thing she had ever felt. She ordered a huge plate of
pasta and several gallons of beer to wash it down. She dove
into the pasta with gusto, and in only minets it was gone.
Cherri found that the pasta intensified the erotic feelings
deep within her, so order the Auto-Chef to keep it coming.
Mountain after mountain of different types of pasta appeared,
then disappeared from in front of her. She began eating
faster to increase that erotic feeling. Her body filled out
in slow motion, responding to her massive intake of food. Her
stomic became fatter and fatter, finally splitting into two
rolls of expanding tummy flesh. Her arms and legs filled out
as the fat poured on, and her breasts filled out fuller,
pushing her bra outwards.
Brian watched in disbelief as his wife became fatter
right in front of his eyes. His wildest fantasies were
coming true as he watched in amazement as she ordered yet
another mountain of pasta and began gobbling it down. Every
minet that past brought more and more luscious pounds to his
wifes swelling body. He wanted to run over and make love to
her so badly that it hurt, yet he was glued to his chair. So
he contented himself to watch her unbelievable bout of
gluttony.
After several hours of the most wonderful gorging in her
life Cherri needed to take a break. Her arms were slightly
sore from over use, but other then that she felt glorious.
Her newly fattened body felt wonderful to her, and she ran
her hands over her fat belly contentedly. As soon as Brian
realized she had stopped eating, he rushed to her side.
“How are you feeling Cherri? Are you alright?” She smiled at
his concern. “I feel wonderful. I never dreamed it could be
this wonderful being able to gorge myself like this. How can
I explain it to you? Contented, that’s it, I feel contented.
And very sleepy too.” She looked at him lovingly. “I think
I’d like to take a nap. Will you help me up?” Brian was
taking her arm to assist her when he noticed the display on
the chairs arm. “Cherri! Look at this, you weigh 365 pound!
That means you’ve gained almost 250 pounds, in less then
three hours!” Cherri smiled through half closed eyes. “Does
that make you happy lover?” He helped her get to her feet,
noting that she really didn’t need his help really. He stood
back from her and look her over carefully. “Your more
beautiful then I’ve ever seen you look. I can’t seem to find
the right words to describe how wonderful you look.” She
hefted her big breasts, holding them up for his inspection.
“These feel wonderful too. They make me feel so womanly, and
very sexy!” She jiggled them around, then let them fall onto
her fat belly. “But I’m not through yet. After my nap I’ll
show you some REAL gluttony!” She walked towards the bedroom,
doing her best to make every part of her newly fatted body
jiggle seductively. Brian watched in awe as the twin globes
of her ass shook almost with a life of their own. She glance
back at him. “Well, aren’t you coming lover?” Brian raced
after her into the bedroom, where they both savored the
delights of her new fulness.

After a few hours of rest Cherri was back in the chair,
gorging herself happily. Only this time she took her time
eating, enjoying the food instead of just wolfing it down.
Plates of sweets she followed with mounds of whipped potatoes
dripping with butter. Gallons of cream, beer, soda, and
chocolate milk were guzzled happily. Then it was on to
several whole black forest cakes, chocolate layer cakes, and
oddles of cream filled pastries washed down with heavy cream.
Cherri was chosing carefully what she ate to help fatten up
her body fairly evenly. The only exception was the heavy
cream to boost her bust line to the maximum. Her bust had
already become huge, and held in by the bra she now showed
over a foot of bulging cleavage. (A fact that pleased her
husband no end.)
After an hour Cherri felt contented and shut off the
Auto-Chef. She rubbed her belly lovingly, noting the weight
display now read 407 pounds. Brian came over from his chair
and hefted one of her breasts. “You’re breasts are
magnificent my darling, I never dreamed they could get this
big. And knowing your doing it for me makes it all the
sweeter.” He kissed each bulging breast, then moved up to
nibble on her neck. “My breasts are here for your pleasure
Brian, but personaly I love my fat stomic. It feels wonderful
to be fat. I fell so soft and cuddly, so much more of a woman
now that I’m becoming fat. Brian looked at her ruefully.
“Getting fat?. My dear, you ARE FAT! Wonderfully, gloriously
FAT!” Cherri pushed his head deep into her bulging cleavage.
“Fat? I’m just a light weight now. But in a few weeks, look
out. I’ll be the Fat Queen of the world. After that, maybe
I’ll try for goddess statue. I can just imagine myself as a
human blimp, or as a majestic sea of rippling flesh. Its
going to be great!” Brian burred his head deeper into her
breasts and mumbled something about floating on her ocean.”

Chapter 2

As Brian slept peacefully next to her, she felt annoyed
with herself. For the first time Brian had not been able to
satisfy her sexual need. It wasn’t his fault, but an
unforeseen by-product of her expanding body. After a week of
careful use of the auto-chef, Cherri’s weight now exceeded
700 pounds. They were both very pleased with her progress in
this respect. The problem occurred when they made love.
Cherri loved laying on her back with Brian making love to her
while laying flat on top of her. This was defiantly her
favorite position, but with her body becoming so fat he was
just not able to achieve any real depth of penetration. And
no matter how hard she had tried to arrange herself, she
could barely feel him inside of her. She layed there for a
long time mulling over the problem. What could she do to
rectify his inability to fill her during love making. Then an
idea came to her. It was brilliant, and devilish at the same
time. She spent the better part of an hour going over the
details in her mind, then drifted off to sleep satisfied it
would work.

“I’m sorry honey, really. But I thought you would want
to know how I feel.” She could tell he was distressed by her
admission that he just didn’t have what it takes to satisfy
her sexual needs anymore. He thought desperately for a
moment. “Can’t we try some new positions? Maybe that’s all we
need to do. If I can’t satisfy you from on top, how about
from behind?” She shook her head. “You now how much I enjoy
sex this way. I couldn’t dream of making love without you
floating on the sea of my belly. Its what pleases me the
most!” She hated manipulating him this way. The only reason
she had even concidered it was that she was sure he would
love the surprise she had dreamed up. She waited patently for
him to work out the solution for himself. Finally he reached
the conclusion she had hoped for. “I’ve got an idea, maybe
the people over at “Fantasy International” can help. I hate
the thought of having a penal inlargement, but I hate the
thought of not pleasing you even more!” Cherri faked a
shocked expression for his benefit. “That’s a great idea!
They may be able to help at that. I’d hate to think we
couldn’t enjoy our favorite position any more, but I want you
to be sure this is what you want. If your not happy with the
idea, then we’ll just have to find some other solution.” He
shook his head. “No, I’ve decided that I’m going to do it,
for both of us. As you made your breasts huge for me, I’ll do
this for you.” He put his arms as far around her as he could
and gave her a big hug. “I’ll call right now and make an
appointment.”

As soon as Brian left for “Fantasy International” she
put her plan to work. She called her advisor at Fantasy and
explained what she wanted. Her request was so unusual that
she ended up talking to one of the vice presidents there. He
ended up liking her plan and said he would arrange everything
personaly. As she disconnected the vid-phone she smiled.
Phase one was now complete, so it was time for phase two. She
went to the Auto-Chef and opened the side panel where the
feeding tube was stored. Brian had no idea that she knew
about this option, but was sure he would when he came back.
She smiled gleefully as she dragged the tube and the remote
control into her bedroom…..

Chapter 3
Brian woke up in his room at “Fantasy International”
feeling great. He stretched vigorously, then pushed the call
button beside his bed. Within moments his advisor entered the
room with a worried expression on his face. “How are you
feeling Brian?” “I feel great. But why the concern?” His
advisor looked around nervously. “We had some problems with
granting your request. But don’t worry, I’m told that
everything worked out perfectly.” Brian was puzzled. “So if
everything worked out fine, what’s the problem?” His advisor
seemed to stiffen slightly as he responded. “Our people had
some problems. And because of the problems we had to keep you
here a little longer then planned. You’ve been her for a
total of 14 days.” Brian was stunned. He imediatly thought of
Cherri. “I’ve got to call my wife! Does she know what
happened, is she all right?” His advisor held up his hands to
keep Brian from running out of the room. “We’ve been in
constant touch with her. She knows everything that’s
happened, and gave us permission to continue on inspite of
our difficulties. Our staff has already told her your awake
and everything is fine. Now, please relax. She gave me this
message to give to you. She said to tell you that she’s fine,
and that she can’t wait until you come home. I’ve taken the
liberty to arrange one of our air limos to take you home. Is
that satisfactory?” Brain nodded and let his advisor lead hin
to the waiting limo.

Brian had calmed down during the ride in the limo, and
was looking forward to seeing Cherri. But when he let himself
in he was surprised that she wasn’t there to greet him. He
went to the comm set and punched the page button. “Cherri,
are you here?” After a few seconds her voice drifted from the
speaker. “I’m in the bedroom darling, why don’t you come on
up.” Brian smiled. So she was already in bed waiting to try
out his new equipment. It was then that he remembered during
his haste to get home, he really wasn’t sure what they had
done to him. His advisor had been vague about what they were
doing, but had assured him complete satisfaction. As he made
his way to the bed room he hope his advisor had been right.
He pushed the bed room door open and walked two steps
into the room before stopping dead in his tracks. His jaw
dropped and his mind went numb, overloaded by the scene in
front of him. Cherri was laying on their bed propped up by a
bunch of pillows, holding the feeding tube front the Auto-
Chef in one hand. And she was giganticly, enormously,
STUPENDOUSLY FAT! She smiled at his amazement. “I decided
that since I had the time I’d go for goddess status. Do you
think 1800 pounds puts me in that category?” Brian opened his
mouth to say something, but nothing came out. His mind was
reeling, unable to take her all in at once. He shut his eyes,
then opened them again. Her face was still beautiful, except
it was slightly sunken under a mantle of flesh that flowed
downwards, completely hiding her neck under multiple chins.
Her upper arms and shoulders were covered in thick rolls of
fat. So thick that he doubted she could bring her hands to
her mouth. Her breasts were huge, bloated balloons. Each
mammoth breast hung to either side of her, flowing upwards
and away from her chest. Brian estimated that they must be
over five feet in diameter each, crowned with nipples the
size of dinner plates. (He also noticed that her big nipples
were stiff, a sure sign that she was horny!) His eyes
lingered on her breasts for a moment longer, then went down
to her belly. It rose a full four feet off of the bed, and
spead outwards like an ocean covering almost the full width
of their king size bed. Even laying down her belly was split
into rolls of flesh, flowing downwards and completely
covering her upper thighs. And what thighs! Roll after roll
of creamy flesh pushed her legs far apart. And even with her
legs spread there was no gap between them until you went past
her knees. Her calves were richly covered in smaller rolls of
fat that obscured her ankles. “Even her tows are fat!” he
thought to himself. His eyes slowly wandered back up her
body, pausing now and then to examine this roll, or that
curve. Finally his eyes met hers again. Only this time he
was more in control of himself, or so he thought.
Cherri just lay there, letting him absorb her beauty.
She enjoyed the way his eyes had to move to behold her body,
that they couldn’t take it in with just a glance. She was
also very pleased at the enlarging bulge in his pants. (When
she had spoken to the V.P. at “Fantasy International”, he had
assured her that no matter how fat she became he could still
make love to her while being on top. He had gone on to
say that the fatter she became, his body would compensate
with his penis becoming longer and thicker.)
When she sensed that he was ready, she played her final
ace. “And since you’ve been gone so long, I’ve become a very
horny goddess at that! Are you man enough to handle a
goddess?” So saying she lifted her mammoth legs straight up
and opened them as wide as she could. Every part of her body
suddenly went into motion, especially her blubbery thighs.
The rolls of fat fell back, bouncing and quivering with a
life of their own. She then somehow managed to pull her
massive belly back exposing her wet slit for him.
Brian almost had a hart attach watching her move. The
bulge in his paints became so painful that for a moment he
had to take his eyes from her to remove his cloths. Once
undressed he didn’t even notice how huge his own erection
was. He was too busy watching her stupendous thighs and belly
quiver as her slightest movement set ripples of flesh
cascading along her body. Cherri was so horny now that she
grew impatient. “This goddess of fat is VERY horny, and needs
some attention now!” Brian need no farther prompting. He ran
to the bed and literally dove into this mountain of woman
flesh. He wadded in past her knees, and fought valiantly
past her emense thighs. Finally, hanging on to a particularly
thick roll of belly fat he thrust himself deep within her.
Her huge belly rolled back away from him with the force of
his thrust, then rolled back against him like a tidal wave.
He rode the wave and thrust again, filling Cherri to the
fullest. Back and forth her ocean like belly swelled. And
each wave brought them both closer and closer to a veritable
volcanic eruption. As the storm of their passion rose higher
and higher Cherri gasped and moaned with pleasures never
dreamed of. Finally, with one titanic thrust they were
hurtled together onto the shores of ecstasy.

He layed on top of her for a long time, at peace in the
after glow of their love making. Her warm, soft body both
pillow and bed to him. He was just drifting off to sleep when
he heard a strange, sucking kind of noise. He lifted his head
and was amaze to see her sucking on the feeding tube. She
removed it slowly when she saw him watching, then used her
tongue to sensuously lick the last drop from the nipple.
“If making love was this incredible with me being 1800
pounds, just imagine how awesome it’ll be when I’m 2800
pounds!” And so saying she popped the feeding tube back into
her mouth and began sucking happily away. Brian layed his
head back down on a thick roll of belly fat and closed his
eyes, thinking how wonderful that certainly will be.