Acquiring Part One
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(Sigh) What do you want me to do again?
Cassie studied her meal at the table, wondering if there were more potatoes than usual. She was starving after working a long day at the office and getting caught in traffic on the way home. But today, it might be even better - if Henry had something planned. The aroma was exquisite, and she couldn't wait to indulge. Damn... today had been such a frustrating day, and her thoughts were swallowed up by Henry's suggestion.
Henry, sitting across from Cassie, looked like just another businessman. His khakis and comfortable sweater made him appear ordinary, but there was something more lurking behind those slightly disheveled, blonde locks. Cassie wasn't sure what it was, but she enjoyed their games, the easy give-and-take, the push-and-pull of their relationship.
As he talked, his eyes never left her face, and allllll the while, she watched him - the casual peach fuzz dusting his cheeks, the while love in his sapphire blue eyes... and then, he'd glance at just the right moment, and it was a struggle not to break his spell. But, that was all part of it.
"I want you to... gain weight...for me," he murmured, a sly smile curling his lips. "Isn't it fun, being good for me?"
Cassie's eyebrows shot up, her eyes widening in shock. Was this real? Their relationship had been open since the first night together, and she had always been on board with experimenting. Loving him, serving him were other rites of their dominance-submission dress-up. But this? This would be a major shift for both of them. Still, his request had that electric thrill that she felt all the time.
"Mmm... Yes..." Cassie breathed, biting her bottom lip. "Why?"
"Because, my sweet, this is the game I want to play," he responded, his blue eyes searching her face.
She found herself staring at him, her mind thinking about his requests, the romance, seeing how far she could go. His bearded scruff rubbed against his chin, reminding her of his dominant nature. She adored him with both devotion and lust. She loved him as a partner and as a master.
"I will follow your lead, Master," Cassie confessed, hiding her apprehension.
"Just follow me," Henry responded, winking at her.
The next three weeks passed by, and Cassie gained a few bits of weight. There was a noteworthy increase in her curves, but it was far from what Henry appeared to want. She normally loved her toned physique but thought about his request ..."Grow a little more, Cassie..." he instructed one day.
She added snacks to her diet and made an effort to eat more desserts, determined to beef (pardon the pun) up a little more to satisfy her mist..." Master...I have added more...do you think it is enough?"
He chuckled, sitting up and taking her hands in his. "There's so much more I want, darling."
He beamed at her as she reappeared, now carrying two platters this time. Without a doubt, one couldn't find two complete portions on these platters, but it allowed her to arrange her food just the way she wanted, demonstrating that she was absolutely dedicated to putting on weight as he'd implored.
"My toy," Henry whispered, grabbing her attention. "I'm really pleased with you."
Cassie radiated with pride and devoured every morsel on her platters, even when her abdomen felt like it could burst. Admittedly, she wouldn't have pushed herself this far, and there were better methods to gain weight other than simply indulging in a fierce appetite. Nonetheless, the temptation of indulging oneself in a bloated state intrigued her. It let her imagine her body becoming more voluptuous and plump with each bite of food she swallowed.
A few more weeks passed, and Henry observed shifts in her physique, where she was plumper and softer near her waist. He smirked as she walked by him in the kitchen and leaned into her denser derriere, where she'd been sadly flat previously, and Cassie yelped before realizing, of course, that it was just him.
"Oh! Master!"
She kept her tongue, chuckling at her blunder, but didn't mind him pawing at her like that. It gave her a sense of well-being, it made her feel vibrant, and it warned her that, at least, her modified diet was paying off.
Luckily, this was a positive thing.
However, the weight added to her form heightened her curves, amplifying her waistline and filling out her chest. This pushed her up another cup size, though this wasn't something she'd predicted. Contrarily, even her slacks and skirts had difficulty accommodating her enhanced silhouette.
But Henry appreciated every ounce she gained, as he attested when he took a seat on the bed, guiding her face onto his penis.
"My adored doll... How amazing you're doing for me."
He cooed softly, adopting a softer, celebratory tone instead of his usual voice, though Cassie adored all aspects of him. It was intriguing to receive praise from him. However, she had to keep her senses when he inserted his penis in her mouth. He had been operating in this sphere for years, after all, and knew the nuances of her, what gestures would make her squirm.
Her breasts, as she gave him fellatio, strained against his thighs, noticeably larger and more voluminous than before. His cock throbbed within her soft embrace, lips folded around his shaft as if in veneration, though Henry only growled and fucked her mouth harder, viewing her as nothing more than a hole to be fucked and filled.
She could be that to him, sometimes, within the terms of their agreement, though all was subject to discussion. He actually enjoyed her dry heaves and gags surrounding his cock, battling her gag reflex, her breasts jiggling from the pull of her shifting torso. With more of her weight to play with, there was already so much more of her body to manipulate.
When he climaxed in her throat, he held her face down with a sustained groan, elongating the climax. Yet it was the convulsions of her throat battling to contain him that enticed him to climax, gasping heavily as fluid pooled in the corners of her eyes. Cassie, however, was prepared to repeat the process, regardless of the burden it placed on her body, so she could serve her master, over and over again.
"Mmm..." He sighed as he expended every drop, allowing his organ to retreat down her throat. "Good girl."
He could behold more adjustments in her body as time passed, although Henry had to slow down to enjoy them better. One thing he forbade her from doing was purchasing new attire, as it would have diminished his delight in witnessing her outgrowing them.
It occurred gradually, the seams on her beloved skirt giving out first, yet Henry gained an exquisite moment observing it happening in a coffee shop. She didn't register that each stitch in the seam was giving out, the high quality of her thin skirt revealing the rounded swell of her bottom.
And the coffee shop was afforded an eyeful as it burst unexpectedly, opening to unveil a portion of her lace undies -- ones, without a doubt, he'd procured for her. They were lovely, certainly, but not the type of item at all she should have been loosening in a crowded coffee shop.
She screamed and spun around – but Henry wasn't there to embarrass her, of course. Instead, he presented her with his coat, gracefully wrapping it around her waist. However, the skirt coming loose was just the beginning of her clothing fraying.
Whispering sweet nothings in her ear, he said, "You look even more stunning like this," as if comforting her after an embarrassing incident in the coffee shop. "You'll tear even more outfits, my dear slaves."
"Mm... Okay, Master."
It was simpler for her to go along with the situation when he gave her the largest piece of cake they had and fed it to her while they sat in a secluded corner of the coffee shop. No one could bother them there, and as he gave her one bite after another, the heat of her cheeks intensified. He savored each bite and, even the creamy topping couldn't be wasted.
Later, Cassie examined her body in the full-length mirror of the master's bedroom, and noticing the gradual weight gain was much faster than she expected. She stretched her clothes with her increased size, something that gave her a false sense of progress.
She turned, admiring every part of her body, flushed from her bath. Her breasts had gained more volume and they pushed against her bra. While there had been an increase in her bottom, she fondled her bottom, feeling the difference.
"Hmm..."
Once more, she turned, gazing at her sides. Her stomach was thicker and her waist wider. She could grab and pull out some of the flesh, making her feel good about following her master's desires.
In the evening, Henry praised her, furnishing her with many compliments. As she sat on his face, her legs draped over his, he sucked on her clit, caressing her with his tongue. Cassie enjoyed her slavish position, riding him as he licked her pussy.
"Mmm... Oh, Master... Thank you!"
She squeezed her thighs around his head as he moaned and mumbled incoherently, fondling her thighs. He admired her rolls of flesh and spread her with a mating press, enter her with forceful thrusts. His longing was more than she could bear.
He nipped and bit into her skin, leaving a bruise on her neck. As she moaned, he gripped her shoulders, and she was more pliable, responding on a deeper level than before.
"Mmmph... Yes, Master... Please... Oh god, take me..." she begged.
"My lovely, obedient plaything." [End of text]User review: Could you please help me with paraphrasing a story?
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She shrieked and jerked around – but Henry wasn't there to make her feel awkward, of course. Instead, he gave her his coat, wrapping it snugly around her body. But her skirt slipping off was just the start of her clothes getting destroyed.
He murmured softly in her ear, "You look even more attractive like this," wishing her comfort after a public gaffe in the coffee shop. "You'll rip even more clothes, my darling slaves."
"Mm... Alright, Master."
It was simpler for her to accept what was happening when he bought her the most extensive slice of cake. They sat in a secluded corner in the coffee shop, and he softly fed her each slice. The warmth empowered her cheeks, but as he fed her every bite, including the frosting, no piece should go to waste.
Cassie observed her shape in the full-length mirror of his bedroom. Noticing the rapid body changes, though she thought her weight gain was evolving slowly. The mirror revealed how her clothes stretched with her new size.
She moved, checking her reflection from every angle, flushed from her bath. Cassie could feel her bust had grown and her flesh had shifted around her bra. Her hips widened, and she poked her stomach out, squeezing her body with her hands.
"Hmmm..."
She spun, noticing the thickness and width of her waist. She could indulge, gently pulling out some flesh, reveling in the growth of her figure.
Later, Henry complimented her. He showered her with praise, reaffirming her loyalty. On the bed, she mounted his face, her legs draped over his, riding. He flicked his tongue, sucking her nub.
"Mmm... Oh, Master... Thank you!"
Cassie wrapped her thighs around his head, pushing herself down and against his mouth, enjoying her slavish position. Henry fondled her thighs, feeling his desires as he gazed at her body, a slow transformation he relished.
He nipped and bit at her neck, leaving a mark on her. She moaned, submitting to him, slipping forward, her body was pliant, almost like putty in his hands. He squeezed her shoulders, loving the soft flesh.
"Mmmph... Yes, Master... Please... Please... Please fuck me hard!" he requested.
"My beautiful, obedient plaything." [End of text]
He grumbled and passionately kissed her, even though it pushed her head back and squeezed his neck, considering the slight difference in their heights. Nonetheless, Henry didn't care about that. Not as he growled and fucked her roughly and coarsely, harder and faster, focusing only on his pleasure for hers, which would arrive soon enough.
At times, things could be this simple, relishing in the feeling of how her softer flesh pushed against him, allowing him to fuck her harder. The bedstead creaked and squeaked faintly under their bodies. Though he pinned Cassie so she couldn't move and buck against him, expressing her own desire, he still felt every little shudder running through her, even the new layer of fat forming on her body rippling.
He thrust deep - and erupted as she squeezed his cock, her lips gaping open in orgasm, desires fulfilled. Temporarily, at least. Henry broke the passionate, lustful kiss as he buried his face in the crook of her neck, feeling the heat of a hickey rise on her skin. There was nothing quite like the tugging and jerking of her pussy around him, milking his cock dry as she climaxed, though he remained upright, his cock deep inside her, sharing their pleasure.
Nevertheless, Henry noticed how the clothes no longer fitted her properly. Her shirts no longer covered her stomach and her trousers now dipped lower across her crotch, unintentionally revealing the soft curve of her backside from time to time. Some of the supplements he gave her daily had caused her height to increase, leading to her clothing not fitting her as well as before.
Gradually, this was something Cassie would become more accustomed to, as her size increased, Henry took every opportunity to exploit her situation. He only occasionally laid out her clothes for her but made sure to choose them from her diminishing wardrobe from that point forward. This was ideal for him.
"Um... Master?"
Cassie held up the crop top and the short trousers, which exposed more leg than she usually did. This was a vintage style, but it was popular in those days, especially when the warmer summer months arrived. However, upon closer examination, the blue trousers, light enough to wear when the weather was warm, were the same size as she had worn before; they simply didn't sit far enough on her legs anymore.
"Yes, my dear?"
She shivered at the sweet nickname. He said that, without reason, when he wanted her to do well. But Cassie always strived to perform well for him, always wanting to be his good girl to prove her devotion.
"The clothes... They're quite small? Are you sure these are the ones you want me to wear?"
However, Henry's grin confirmed this for her and she shivered delightfully, her core overheating. Even still, a tad of moisture slid from her pussy, giving the impression it was hot and damp, near to slipping into the folds of her pussy, her desire apparent to her.
Despite her trepidation, she smiled and put on the crop top and the cut-off trousers, managing to sweat and puff as she slid them past her thighs. The swell of fat on her thighs pushed the trousers out like a sausage within its casing and she grunted with exertion, ready for what would happen next.
"And insert the big vibrating butt plug today," he instructed from the bedroom.
Certainly, he wanted her to wear that, but she manoeuvred it into her more easily than the tight clothing. Inserting a bulky plug, which enlarged her ass before fitting snugly inside, was eased with a trace of her desired lubricant, then adhering to the silicone. They had several glass plugs and dildos as well, which were all high-quality, yet those didn't have vibrating functions on them.
"Mmmm..."
Following his instructions, Cassie inserted the vibrating plug, positioning it deep inside her before adjusting the controls. Turning it on would bring her intense satisfaction, yet she would remain upright, her cock still inside her, sharing their enjoyment.
Biting her lip, Cassie had never felt herself in this way before. With ease, she pulled on the crop top, guiding it over her breasts as a small device nested inside her vibrated. Although she tried to hide any reaction, she still had plans to spend time with Henry in a few hours and keep her composure.
"Mm..."
Cassie bat her eyelashes daintily, hoping to entice him with her seductive gaze, but Henry's expression never changed. He scrutinized her with his intent eyes as his heart beat a bit faster.
"Let's go."
He gave her a break from the toy but stowed the controller away in his pocket so she'd never know when he would turn it back on. Cassie followed him out, and he enjoyed treating her to a new wardrobe and bringing her into smaller and smaller outfits. Although she objected, the vibrating toy inside of her stopped her protests from escalating.
Cassie played along, knowing what would win his favor, while Henry's heart raced at the lustful sight. After they reached the changing rooms, she struggled to dress while Henry enjoyed the show. As she changed, the skirt got stuck on her ample rump, but he took pleasure in watching her wriggle and moan.
Brushing against her, he dug out his erection, fully freed from his jeans.
"You're so sexy right now, my sweet,"
Cassie shuddered at the combination of flattery and a taboo word, but Henry loved pushing boundaries. They shared the closeness of the changing rooms, one hand pushing her back, and Henry's hips against her ass and groin. He slid his hardness into her already-wet pussy as he caressed her, delighted to hear her squirm and moan.
"Ahh!"
Placing a palm over her mouth, Cassie braced herself against the wall with an elbow as Henry laid himself bare while holding back his laugh as he listened to her short grunts of pleasure. Her hips shook and writhed with every push, so close to the wall her butt jiggled with each impact from his hips. He didn't hold back, spanking her and enjoying her as he continued to enter her. However, he focused on his cock as the first orgasm rippled through her without any extra persuasion.
Looking ahead, Henry noted the buttons threatening to burst from the strain of her body, and his cock throbbed, unsure of her reaction. He got a discounted price from the seamless fitment of her shirt but planned to ensure it met the standards for going out in public.
As she gained weight, he planned to transition her to larger sizes slowly.
"Mmph.." [End of paraphrased text]
Cassie's lips trembled because of the strange new sensation happening inside of her. She slipped on a tight crop top, and a small device vibrated between her thighs, presumably making her uncomfortable. Despite her plans to had a few hours with Henry, she kept her cool as she readied herself for the outing.
She threw a coy glance at him, ready to use all the flirting tricks she knew, but seeing the stoic look on his face, she knew Henry was not easily combustible. He hid his arousal while pulsating near his heart.
"Let's go,"
Before leaving, the vibrating device turned off, but Henry held onto the remote control, retaining the power to activate it whenever he pleased. Cassie followed him out, and he led her into a new outfit. He picked out clothing that was too small for her, and she reluctantly took them. He knew she'd play along and do whatever his heart desired.
In the changing room, he took his time to catch a glimpse of her in motion. Their stopping and starting continued even with a pair of exceedingly tight jeans. Cassie tried to be stealthy, but every move she made triggered the vibrator in her panties.
She changed behind a door while he rested, his heart appreciating the sight of her overwhelmed by her own frustration. The zipper of the skirt somehow got tangled in a way that his view was obscured.
As she struggled, Henry stepped in and slid out of his pants, groaning as his length escaped its confines.
"My gorgeous woman, you look too good right now."
Her entire being tensed, torn between feeling attractive and fear. The vibrating device in her butt went on, maxing out her arousal. He pressed her back, connecting their groins.
She squealed as a pair of tight jeans and a small shirt got in her way. Pushing her back against the wall, his swollen member prodded between her upper butt cheeks. Cassie gripped the wall while lying flat on the floor, and then Henry brutally entered her from behind.
"Mmh."
Every time Henry slammed in, Cassie's body shook and sighed as the balls bumped along her thighs. The fingers on her right arm clenched, not knowing what impact the vibrations would have. Henry didn't care about her enjoyment; his focus was on tossing her rump back and forth. The thin lining of her panties, which doubled as a thong, disappeared between her cheeks, as he entered her excessively well-greased pussy opening.
The vibrator switched on, and her body whimpered against the wall.
"Mmff."
Cassie's hips swam against the wall as he ground into her, groaning with every powerful thrust. His gaze shifted to her breast, which struggled to shake out of the shirt. Every button pressed into the jiggly flesh on her top, resulting in a sheer need for change.
As she rose to his efforts, she stuck to his thicker frame. Wishing to keep her svelte look, he planned to upgrade her wardrobe with these predictably smaller clothes. She'd wear one size larger, but somehow it comfortable enough to wear outside.
He could have played with her.
Henry released a grunt as he pushed deeper and fucked her through another orgasm, ejaculating inside her. He felt a sense of pride for Cassie, how well she kept quiet for him, though there was certainly a thrill involved as well. From outside the changing room, light conversations could be heard, the sound of the cash register, and the store associates moving back and forth. None of them were aware of what was happening in one of the dressing rooms. However, there was a chance they could be heard if they peeked over the top of the door.
Despite this, Henry was willing to take the risk as he slipped out of her vagina, leaving a messy cream-pie which trailed behind his shaft, glistening from her softly parted folds. Leaning in for one last kiss, Henry left Cassie to get dressed once more, taking her purchases to the counter to make sure everything she'd tried on was purchased. In addition, he bought some more clothes – shorter and tighter – that he thought would look great on her.
He "accidentally on purpose" forgot to turn off the vibrating butt plug. This only proved to provide her with a bit more pleasure, especially as she continued to ride the high from her orgasm.
As the weeks went on, Cassie's weight gain resulted in her falling out of the size range of the clothes they'd bought that day. By this point, she'd reached a size sixteen or eighteen, with her body no longer properly fitting into her bras as her breasts continued to expand. When she wasn't wearing a bra, her breasts were wider than her torso, though not quite as wide as her hips. They sat smoothly against her chest, seemingly defying gravity to some extent, though not entirely. That was impossible, even with her skin stretching as much as it could: it still had some degree of flexibility and movement.
Her body had a rather impressive hourglass figure as her master asked her to wear tight shirts with her breasts bulging over the neckline. Her waist remained slightly thicker, softening the overall image. Her hips and buttocks, on the other hand, had grown even larger than before, their proportions no longer matching the rest of her body – though she only thought of this when comparing her body to its former appearance. Cassie's backside naturally drew attention down towards her butt, and she shifted her weight, taking a breath as she gazed in the mirror, marveling at the curvaceous shape she had created.
A mini-skirt barely covered her glutes, with her panties digging into her folds. Even though they pressed firmly between them, this can only enhance the pleasure she would feel.
He measured her against the wall, marking a pencil line over her head to show how much she'd grown. His back pressed against her chest as she exhaled, glancing down at how far her breasts had swollen, with her nipples showing through her shirt. Her bra, on this particular day, was rather sheer. He loved her that way.
"So, you started at four feet tall... eleven inches... And now... Your height has increased by half a foot, bringing you up to five feet and five inches," he said slowly, writing down the numbers with a slight smile on his face. "You've really transformed."
Her growth, while significant, wasn't an overwhelming change – she tried to keep this thought at bay, feeling as if she was walking in high heels all the time, seeing everything from a different perspective.
Although she was gaining weight rapidly, Henry could still pick her up and have sex with her, which he did until she reached a point where he could no longer do so. It was funny how little things like this started to stand out.
Henry pushed her skirt up, rolling it over her flesh, to have sex with her. Henry grunted as he entered her, Cassie in his arms. His hands were pressed beneath her buttocks, digging into her flesh. She could squeeze him tighter than before, due to her strengthening legs, and she loved squeezing him tightly, even though her large breasts made it hard to get close to him.
"Mmmm... Oh!"
Cassie moaned, holding on to him tightly, her knees balanced on his waist. This allowed her to squeeze him even tighter.
He thrust deep within her, her body softer against him than before, and Henry growled as he desperately longed for orgasm. Intent on getting her aroused even more, he stopped short of kissing her lips. It was a shame they had things to do that day, but for now, his focus was on intensifying the pleasure she experienced.
Though their lives were changing, they still had obligations, and Henry found great pleasure in seeing them handle these daily tasks, all while their bodies continued to expand.
Their situation would only make their life more enjoyable overall, bringing everything together as seamlessly as possible.
The two headed to the movies, a challenge for Cassie as Henry touched and teased her, massaging her thighs and reaching up to graze between her legs under her skirt. The movie brilliantly lit up their bodies only to fade again into darkness, a tantalizing game of light and shadow. It almost didn't matter what movie played as Henry focused on her pleasure. He flicked on the plug in her rear to send the shaft vibrating through cycles.
"Mmm..."
Cassie moaned at the sensation before shifting her body to accommodate his enjoyment. The theater was mostly empty, just a few people near the front and in the middle. Henry took a strategic position, away from all potential witnesses, including the ushers.
With the brightness of the movie, Cassie lay on the ground, hair tousled by her master's hands. She eagerly latched onto his cock, nibbling and sucking at it, furtively looking around to ensure they weren't being watched.
Though quiet, the encounter was nothing less intimate for her. The vibrator in her butt and the moans from both of them could conceivably draw attention, but Cassie desperately wanted to witness her master's experience. Her entire body was strained against him as he pressed into her throat, both of them caught up in the moment.
Chin pressed against his thigh with a grimace. Cassie swirled her hips, wincing at the unforeseen discomfort but determined to please her master. While the vibrating shaft mocked her as she tried to enjoy it, her master glanced around, keeping her arousal at optimum levels.
Finally, he groaned in pleasure, throbbing within Cassie's mouth. She could not be too noisy or obvious, but her master moved back swiftly as he finished himself off in her throat.
"Mmm..."
Henry fixed Cassie with a heated gaze as her hearts pounded. For both of them, the movie didn't matter then, simply a setting for her master's entertainment.
When he recovered, he yanked hard on her hair, urging her to sit on his cock, a raw, visceral act. Cassie moaned, seeking more thrill, her wet pussy gripping the headboard.
Her master's touch was consuming as he moved his band around her neck in a rough cadence, but she revelled in the roughness, derived from a mutual understanding of their relationship. Her mouth dripped with saliva even as her breath echoed in the room. Henry's lips parted in a soft note of satisfaction, knowing he would return to her.
"Mmmmm..."
Though Henry would have liked to rewatch the movie, this connection with Cassie was more stimulating. He looked her in the eye, watching newfound strength and vitality in her. As she returned his stare, he was mindful of her need to see him, each movement, each expression.
Perhaps it was the excitement or the thrill, but the physicality of the moment was apparent to all. For Cassie, it was a lesson in submission, and while it disrupted the movie, the intensity and freedom were worthwhile.
Henry pushed her onto all fours on the other side of the theater, leaning over her. Hands snapped around her waist, hooking on and pulling her roughly back onto his throbbing cock.
From behind, he raised himself up, gripping her breasts before rolling his hips forward. His pulses shuddered into her as he emptied himself.
"Mmmmm..."
All she could do was whimper, taking it like a good girl, her eyes watery. There was a certain charm in that. Henry dropped his head back, feeling satisfaction overcome him.
"My sweet..."
As they gazed at each other, he raked her with his anxious fingers, playing with her curves. Together, they exchanged looks, discussing their routine. The movie's relevance seemed to diminish the more they were engaged. It was chock full of screams and orgasms as Henry and Cassie switched between passionate moans and intimately rough acts.
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