Lydia and ?

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Inspired by J.P., Rubensfeeder and a picture of Igabito I wrote this story
Hope you enjoy it,
warning I used some evil words

Lydia and …


Well after offering Lydia some chips at the party she just denied with the comment that she didn’t want to let Susie grow anymore. Me, I asked if she was pregnant and then what this should be. If Andy, her boyfriend forces her to lose the child.
“No stupid,” she said. “I was referring to my tummy. I named it susie to be more aware of it. It’s a psychological thing. Name your problem, give it a name showing that is inferior to you and you will gain control.”
I just had to respond, “you frighten that poor little thing away. You should have some pity, with Susie. I don’t think she wants to harm you. Can’t you live in peace with her? Look she doesn’t need any room.”
“Well three is company and Andy dislikes her.”
Of course, I instantly disliked Andy.
“How could anybody dislike such a cute, small innocent thing?”
With a slight giggle she agreed and took some chips.
In an instant Andy appeared gave me an evil eye and tried to make a comment that she shouldn’t feed Susie. I snapped “only after midnight, but you have to keep her away from water and light as well. Irritated as Andy was, I assumed that he didn’t knew “Gremlins”, disliked me and was a diet Nazi.
In the course of an evening he made her a scene after nibbling some olives, apologized later and wasn’t capable of making a good impression to me or any .
Nonetheless Lydia clung to him. God, if given the chance I would have pushed him over some cliffs, beat him to pulps or built a time-machine to kill him, no me so I wouldn’t have to know him.
Even worse was that he had to go in two weeks on job for about 4 months on the other side of the country and Lydia would accompany him.
And in those 2 weeks I encountered Lydia at a deadly activity called Jogging. She restricted herself even from pouring sugar in her coffee. I may be biased but she didn’t look happy, on the last day before she left. She was always thin, but now her clothes were loose and she was in a constant state of fatigue.
During her absence I came together with Monica, a mutual friend and beautiful BBW (which is not redundant because she is so beautiful that I had to mention this again).
Monica has dark hair, is a cook, and hates any comparisons to the Monica of the TV-show “Friends”. Has a good Self-image and is kind of wild. In Honesty she is everything great. Perhaps too wild, with a slight preference towards a kinky erotic. Which in all honesty came to my advantage trying for the first time some feeding games with anyone. The tension between us was incredible, challenging her with eating tasks and she flaunting her newfound fat, shocking our friends and acting as if she wasn’t aware. That way we really found out who our friends were. 28 lbs in the three-month I was together with her to her 220 lbs frame. Evening out her hips and helping in forming beautiful Love handles. It came quite a shock to our friends, asking if she was pregnant.
The same question arose for Lydia when she came back. She didn’t even gain quite as much as Monica. More the looks of a cheesecake girl, but a sad one. Andy had neglected her. So she stayed at home eating junk food watching TV and waiting for him. The problem she genuinely loved him and he seemed to punish her for that with isolation. Food seemed to console her worries somewhat and after splitting seams of her clothes the break-up was with Andy was inevitable. I wasn’t happy about that because I did not want her to suffer. Monica offered her to stay with her for some time and Lydia accepted
So I didn’t see Lydia and Monica for a while but it seems that Lydia was deeply saddened and I did not want to disturb her. But after a month I simply had to visit Monica again.
Lydia was there still down and it seems as if she had let herself go even more. And so her belly was slightly spilling over her jeans.
I don’t know why I did not hold back but it did not seem to bother her.
“Look, Susie is back, we really missed her.”
“Susie,.. .Yes I missed her.” Lydia stated and I explained everything to Monica who was in wonder about who Susie was.
Monica just stated,
“So that Prick Andy was mean to you as well, Lydia, Susie comes along with me. Us three girls are ready for a treat and the guy here will pay for it.” In a feast at the pizza place around Lydia finally reached a turning point. She and Monica agreed that there will never be any restrictions and nothing will ever be denied in Life forever. And then then we put a toast on Susie.
As much as Lydia was in depression in the last months as much she was in a hedonistic state the following ones. A rush of gluttony fuelled by Monica. And often I had to pay the bills when I took the girls out. Always bingeing, always cheering “to Susie”, the girls nearly inhaled the food.
Lydia and Monica were inseparable, but I felt alone. But the solution was not one I wanted.
I never wanted Andy to come back, but he did and Lydia gave it another shot. Monica and me were now back together and it seemed as if Andy had learned something and behaved better.

He still disliked me and Monica, but tolerated us.

It was great to have Monica for myself again. And I had reason to hope that we could evolve that pear shape she was developing a little more.
Monica had only finished a quarter of the death by chocolate cake I prepared for a stuffing session as a call from Lydia interrupted us. I wouldn’t have taken it. But the handy showed her number and Monica had developed a special interest in Lydia.
It hit us like a bomb. Andy had persuaded Lydia to undergo cosmetic surgery to loose belly fat.
Monica was instantly mad and cried “I’ll kill this prick if he harms my Susie.”
I realized that she did not only had interest in growing herself but Lydia’s belly as well.
I tried to talk to her that Lydia had to make her own choices and if she loved that Idiot she had
them be.

Well Monica was upset, but finally calmed down. That cake was never finished.
I even tried to establish a name for her belly that night as well. But being a pear this was fruitless and names for that beautiful, luscious butt cheeks didn’t work out. I just settled for a small bite. Monica was not in the mood and we settled for the third best thing to do in a sleepless night watching Cheers reruns. Thereby Monica stated we have to rescue Lydia and Susie from becoming a Kirstie Alley Clone.
Her mood stayed disgruntled the week before the surgery.

Usually you shouldn’t be happy when something bad happens, but when the operation had to be stopped due to various problems, Monica was ecstatic. Lydia was allergic to the anaesthetics. The Surgery didn’t take part.

Lydia was absolutely downhearted and Andy did not even bother to give her more of an SMS to break up.

Good news living in America Monica was able to get loads of Money, from the hospital with the threat of suing, for Lydia.
I didn’t see Lydia for quite awhile and saw Monica, only on the weekends. She said her job wouldn’t leave her more time.
When I saw Lydia 10 weeks later I saw what an effort she had put in that job. Susie was now spilling gratuitously over Lydia’s jeans. Sue now as Lydia stated she was grown up now and should emancipate herself. And be regarded as a pal and not an inferior minor. And Lydia gave an éclair to Sue through her mouth. Monica gave her a second and then put a third in my hand, which I slowly led to Lydia’s mouth. And she took a bite.
I was now in a triangle relationship, or more a party of four counting Sue as well.
Life couldn’t be better.
Monica was more the feeder of Lydia than being my feedee but we both now where on a mission, which was Sue. It was kind of intriguing when we became aware that Lydia herself had the most interest in growing Sue. She was becoming an apple shape at an enormous speed. Free from financial burdens, and with our help Lydia became a different person, better persons. Wearing tight, belly emphasizing clothes Lydia estranged her friends but was radiant beautiful.
Ecstatic when her belly started to sag, building an apron, she only doubled food and efforts.
In the course of 13 Months she managed to surpass Monica’s 300 lbs and put 35 lbs more on.
One evening she came with her mouth stuffed with cookies, muffled something and then repeated that Sue should be addressed now as Suzanne, she now regards her as her equal.
And would stop wearing tight clothes. Opened her belt and let Suzanne oscillate over her jeans.
After letting her belly drop free, I mean unrestraining Suzanne it looked to me as if the mould around her navel formed a smile.
It went on in an eating blur until 2 months later Lydia wanted to visit her family for the weekend.
Lydia came back crying on Saturday’s eve. There had been a terrible argument with her family and she did not ever want to see them again. In all honesty. She said that her Family was trying to stand between her and Suzanne. And so she made a decision. That she is happy that we support her and Suzanne.
Now it was a blur, as dependant Suzanne was of Lydia eating, as dependant Lydia became of Suzanne’s presence. She, Monica and me fuelled that connection with more and more food.
And Suzanne grew became Susanne and reaches down to her knees, changing Lydia’s way of walking to a waddle, brushes the wall when she is taking curves and nearly wedges in the doorframe. Pinning her down when she is lying on her back and always the first in the room.
Lydia and Susanne are now a ssbbw and a limit seems far away.

Lydia hardly reacts anymore if you call her by her name. Only if you ask Susanne if you may speak to her. She regards herself now as Susanne’s maid. And Susanne seems to be a strict mistress. Suzanne chores are a many. She has to keep up a regimen of eating, relaxing, sleeping and hygiene for her. I think about 7 different meals a day breakfast, brunch, unch, linner (between lunch and dinner) teatime, dinner, night snack and constant nibbling and snacking in between. Monica and me are hardly able to help her keeping up.
Fact is Suzanne and Lydia are now what fills our leisure time, we don’t go out anymore, we rarely meet our friends and changed watching movies in the cinema to our home DVD’s.
Monica is rather proud of the developments here, and always beams with a mixture of joy and fascination when Susanne is at her peak, full, taut, firm after an extensive meal. Lydia herself seems to be miles away in these moments. Her eyes are rather glassy then. But I have seen her observing the rising and going down of Susanne when she is breathing. There is a moment of awe to her mimic.
” Suzanne, my Suzanne..” she sometimes speaks to her belly like Gollum to himself.

……
Now If you can believe this.

Well after three years now Susanne has come to royalty.
These days if you want to have an audience with her majesty, you have to come to our former garage. Her servant, speaker and taste-tester Lydia is now lifted by and nearly drowning in her one-meter above the ground. He majesty is now queen and country herself.
Wider in Diameter than her slave Lydia ever was tall.

Monica told me that Lydia said her in a break from tasting the food for her majesty, that her majesty is content and she glad to be in her service.