THE ADIPOSE CENTER - PART ONE
You had always wanted to be fat. It was something that was deeply ingrained in you.
Some nights, when you were alone and felt confident enough to indulge the appetite that society always condemned, you'd order hundreds of dollars of take out. You started out thin enough that you didn't feel embarrassment grabbing the food directly from the delivery driver. You had 3 cars in your driveway, so for all they knew, this was dinner for multiple people.
You would stuff yourself to the point that burping was a necessity. You'd need to make more room. You'd hear your wet belches echoing from the walls around you, and it made you hard.
But you didn't gain as quickly as you wished. It was difficult. You had to completely dedicate your time to caloric consumption, and even then... you were frustrated that you only had a little beer gut. You needed to get fat... quickly.
Your knowledge of the internet and coding led you to the dark web. You hated the concept... there was so much evil on there: drugs, illegal pornography... but you knew: if you searched, you'd find what you were looking for.
And there it was: a fat camp. What on earth would that involve? You saw images of people becoming impossibly obese. And you reached out. You made sure your IP address was hidden and dynamic. No one could track you on here.
A response came through. From an equally hidden IP address. You received a riddle:
"Beneath the Rainbow Swash, the container will open."
You weren't sure what it meant. You googled it. "Rainbow Swash" referred to the famous oil tank in Boston. You were in south Vermont. It wasn't as long as a drive as you thought.
But to drive to Boston? And you don't even know where exactly. Accessing the oil tank seemed impossible. You drove there anyway. The security protecting this landmark caught you off guard. You'd drive down a road, and it would lead to a fence guarded by security. You obviously weren't in the right place.
You pulled your car over on a side road. You turned on your burner phone hotspot and opened your laptop. Using your dynamic IP address, you asked for further instructions. Then you sat in your car and waited. Your hands reached towards your round belly... the only place that fat accumulated when you tried to gain by yourself. You enjoyed feeling the heaviness of it on your thighs, but you knew there was so much more to gain.
You heard a chime on your laptop. A message came in... it was another riddle.
"The boats will dock. The waves will sway. You'll gain your want. But get here today."
You had to Google your surroundings again. A boat dock? There was one nearby. You turned on your car and drove to the nearby dock, in a bay near the harbor. But yet again, you arrived and nothing stood out to you.
You needed to find this place. It was a gaining camp, and you needed it.
You parked the car. Then you exited and looked around. Your phone chimed this time... a message from a blocked number:
"Enjoy a safe harbor. 8pm."
You looked at your watch... that was 3 hours from now. You had to search again... where was the nearest harbor? There were a few. You saw "Safe Harbor Marina Bay"... it had to be that.
You were close enough. Only 2 miles away.
But they weren't expecting you until 8pm. You had hours to kill. Your first instinct was to find a restaurant. You were so desperate for this weight gain experience that you needed to start NOW. You parked and entered the establishment.
To your surprise, it seemed as if other men were there... waiting as you were. But maybe it was your imagination. You sat at the bar. Ordered a drink. Halfway through they asked if you wanted a food order. You looked around... the other people there were all eating their dinner, so you ordered a meal.
To your surprise the hours passed quickly, and at 7:45, you watched as a few other men left. You paid attention to the direction they drove. If it was a left, it was coincidence. But a right? They could be heading to the same place as you.
Perhaps you weren't alone in this. They might have gotten the same riddles, they might have the same desire. And you followed suit. You paid your bill and went to your car. At least you knew where to drive to at this point.
You arrived at Safe Harbor. There were many Yachts docked, but your eyes gravitated towards a few shipping containers. One of them was in the shadow of the oil tank. This had to be the right place.
You sat in your car... really trying to think about this decision. If you went in there... and it was what you thought... then there would be no going back. Would you even fit in your car after this? Are you walking into a trap? All your anxieties came to the surface. And for a second, you almost turned your car on again to drive away. But you made it all the way here... how could you panic at the last second?
You exited your vehicle and looked around. You saw no one else. So you headed towards the shipping container.
You knocked. No response. Then your phone chimed. A message that was only numbers: 23562B - 29, 83, 56.
You looked at the container in front of you. In big white letters it said: 23562B. There was a padlock on the doors... you looked again at your phone and used the numbers provided... the lock opened.
But did you have the courage to go inside? What was there waiting for you?
Impossible weight gain is what you wanted. But the word "impossible" caused hesitation. If you walked in there, in the dark... what would they do to you? Would you even be able to leave? You thought, "Is this a trick? Will they rob me and hurt me? Or is it real? Will they fatten me up so quickly that I become trapped and unable to fit back in my car?"
You hoped for the second option. And it was so worth the results that you took the chance. You used all your strength to open one of the doors of the shipping container. It was dark. You couldn't see in... but then you heard a female voice that said, "Hello Leopold... we've been expecting you."
You squinted, trying to see inside. But the darkness permeated the container. The same, calm, female voice said, "Come closer. We're ready for you."
You hesitantly entered. Then the door behind you shut. You were consumed by darkness. Then you heard the crackling flicker of fluorescent lights.
Your eyes popped out of your head... there was a large bed, a multi-gallon container of some kind of fluid, and clear plastic tubes snaking their way from the fluid filled tub. You stood, frozen.
Then a woman emerged from one of the dark corners. She was in lingerie. Your dick pulsed when you saw her. Is this part of the experience you signed up for?
She motioned towards the bed. No words were needed... you obeyed. Once you were comfortable, flat on your back, she approached with one of the tubes. A metal tray came with her. On it was a syringe filled with something. You abandoned any idea of leaving at this point. Her gentle voice said, "I'll be giving you a sedative, and a newly developed drug for weight gain. Are you ready?"
You were desperate. You almost raised your voice as you said, "Oh God; yes please!"
She smiled at you, flung her long black hair back, and told you to count down from 10. By the time you got to 6, you were fading. You tried to stay alert... to watch her put the feeding tube deep into your throat... but you passed out.
Your mind was filled with dreams and expectations. You relived the drive, the riddles, your own arrival. But you weren't conscious.
How big will you be when you wake up? This is for real, right?
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