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 Weight Gain Study By Doctor X

   Miranda was looking for some way to make a little cash.  She was coming
out of her Bio 101 class when she noticed a flyer on one of the boards.

   Looking for a healthy female between the ages of nineteen and
twenty-three to participate in a research study on weight gain.  The study
will last up to a period of twelve months and you will be paid a sum of
$50,000 at the end.  All expenses will be paid while participating in the
study.

   Miranda had always thought of herself as being fat even though she only
weighed 105lbs at five foot four inches.  She decided that they might be
able to help her and she knew that she really needed the money.  She called
the number on the flyer and made an appointment.

   On the day of the appointment she went down to the address that the man
on the phone had given her.  The building was just a normal office
building. She went inside and found the room number that she was looking
for.  The door simply had the office number, 3C, on it and nothing more. 
She went inside and was met by an old man with white frizzy hair who was
wearing a lab coat.  "Just a minute," he said, "I'll be right with you. 
Help yourself to some refreshment while you wait." There was a couch
against the wall with a table in front of it and two chairs across from the
table facing the couch.  She saw that there was a tray of cookies sitting
on the table.  There was also a pitcher of red liquid on the table along
with one glass.  She sat down on the couch and looked at the snacks laid
out before her.  She was rather thirsty, she decided, so she poured a glass
of the red liquid.  When she took a drink of it she found that it had a
cherry flavor to it.  When the man in the white lab coat came back out she
had eaten several of the cookies already.  When the old man came back out
he sat in one of the chairs and started telling her about the study.

   "If you are accepted into the program we will require that you go
through a period of weight gain.  We will provide clothes for you as you
grow larger and pay for all of your food expenses and at the end of the
program you will be paid $50,000.  We will require you to move in here. 
You will have a private room and access to a shuttle service to get
around."

   Miranda was on her fourth glass of the red drink and she had eaten
several more of the cookies since he ha begun talking.  "That is very
interesting doctor?"

   "Just call me Doctor X."

   "Okay, Doctor X.  What happens after I complete the program?  I don't
want to be a blimp for the rest of my life."

   "After the program ends we will help you to lose the weight anyway you
want."

   "Then I think you've got yourself a deal Doctor X." With that she downed
the rest of the liquid and quickly gulped the remaining cookies down.

   "Good, now I just need to take some measurements and some pictures for
documentation purposes.  Then I will have you sign some forms.  He took her
in to the next room where he told her to take off her clothes.  She felt
weird about doing that in front of him, but he is a doctor right?  Once she
had gotten undressed he had her stand on a scale and he took her weight and
height.  Then he measured her bust, her waist, and her thighs.  He then got
his camera and took pictures of her from the front, both sides, and the
back.  He then let her put her clothes back on while he got the papers for
her to sign.  When she came out he had her sign the papers and he told her
that she had been accepted into the program and could start immediately. 
It was decided that she would move in the next day.  He told her that now
that she had been weighed in that she should go ahead and start gorging on
food.

   When she got back to her apartment she decided that she should clean out
her refrigerator if she was going to be leaving her apartment the next day.
She went over and sat in front of it, but instead of throwing things out
she would pull something out and eat it.  After she had eaten about half of
the food in her refrigerator she fell asleep on the floor.  Her jeans
button was unbuttoned and her belly had pushed down the zipper.  The
t-shirt she was wearing was pushed up so that her whole belly was sticking
out.

   She woke up still lying on her kitchen floor, sore from spending the
night there.  She was also still hungry.  She started going through her
refrigerator again.  When she ha cleaned it out she had stripped out of her
clothes and she had food smeared all over her mouth and down her breasts.
Her belly was as bloated as it had been the night before.  Miranda was so
stuffed that she didn't feel like she could move so she just lay there
naked on the kitchen floor.  After a couple hours she felt like she could
move around again.  She cleaned up the kitchen and then headed towards the
shower.  Afterwards she felt very refreshed.  She picked out a white bra
and panty then she pulled on her jeans or tried to anyway.  She couldn't
get them to button no matter how hard she tried.  Next she tried a dress.
She was able to get the dress on, but it was ill fitting and she looked
like she was pregnant wearing the dress.

   She tried to get her heals on but her feet were also bloated and she
couldn't get them on so she put on a pair of socks and put her tennis shoes
on.  After getting dressed reasonably well she packed all of her
belongings. She then headed for the doctor's clinic.

   When she got there he came out and met her.  "Hello again, I'll bring
your bags in latter, but lets get you settled first.  I see that you
decided to start already."

   Miranda blushed at this, "I don't know what came over me.  I just
couldn't help myself."

   Doctor X smiled he new exactly what had come over her.  The special
cherry drink she had drunk last night was an appetite stimulant.  He
brought her in to a room that had a chair in the center of it.  It also had
some sort of tank in the corner with a tube coming out of it and ending at
the chair right where the mouth of the person sitting would be.  He took
Miranda over to the chair and motioned for her to sit.  "Its time for your
first feeding."

   Miranda was a little uneasy about this, but she sat down in the chair.
The doctor came over and fastened some waist cuffs that were attached to
the chair.  "Don't worry these are just for your safety." He then stuck the
tube in her mouth.  He went over to a display on the tank, which was out of
Miranda's view and punched in three doses.  Then he pressed the button to
start the machine.

   "I'll be back to get you when you have completed your feeding."

   Miranda could see the brown substance creeping farther and farther up
the tube getting closer and closer to her mouth.  Then it finally reached
her mouth.  She couldn't believe how good it tasted.  After about ten
minutes of this the bulge in her stomach had grown to about twice the size
it had been when she came in the room.  By the time that the machine had
finished Miranda could barely form a conscious thought.  When the doctor
came back in he opened the straps holding her arms and helped her up.  Her
dress was now so tight that it was easy to imagine it ripping open at any
minute.  He helped her into her room and removed her dress.  Her belly was
now so distended that it was lapping over her panties.  He set her in the
bed and pulled the sheets up over her.  Then he left the room.

   When Miranda woke up the next morning she noticed that her bra was a
little tighter and her stomach had a little bit of an outward curve to it
now where it had been flat before.  "Well, I guess there's no turning back
now." She rose to her feet and then saw the robe hanging on the back of the
door.  She slipped the robe on and tied it shut.  Miranda then went back
over to the bed putting on the slippers that she hadn't seen earlier.  Once
she was dressed Doctor X came in and told her to follow him for another
session in the feeding machine.

   Miranda entered the room, went over to the chair and sat down in it. 
Doctor X came over and set the wrist straps and the tube.  "I gave you one
dose yesterday.  I'm going to try two this time." He went over to the
display and pressed some buttons.  The machine clanked to life and Doctor X
moved toward the door.  "I've got to do some other things now, but I'll be
back once your done." The creamy liquid was now moving through the tube
into her mouth and own her throat.  She could almost feel her stomach
filling up.  After a few minutes of this she started to feel like she would
burst at any moment.  A glance down would seem to confirm her fears.  Her
stomach had swelled outward about a foot and hung low enough to brush her
legs.  After a few more minutes the machine stopped.  She didn't think that
she would have been able to get up even if her hands weren't tied up, but
since they were she couldn't even remove the tube from her mouth.  After a
few minutes Doctor X came back in wheeling a wheel chair.  He came over and
pulled the tube out of her mouth and untied the straps.

   "Hop into the chair and I'll take you back to your room." Miranda slowly
lifted herself up out of the feeding chair and then lowered herself into
the wheelchair.  The doctor then wheeled her out of the room.  He brought
her back into her room and helped her up out of the wheelchair and onto the
bed.  Now lying there she couldn't imagine doing anything but just lying
there and falling asleep.

   She woke up to a knocking at the door.  The doctor came through the
doorway.  "Oh good you're awake.  Its time for another feeding."

   "Okay," Miranda was starting to think that she might have made a mistake
when she agreed to this, but she was in this until the end now.  As she
pulled back the sheets she could see that her stomach was still distended
through her robe, though not as much as it had been.  She got up from the
bed and sat down in the wheelchair.  He wheeled her out of the room and
back into the feeding room.  He got her set up and then left again.  She
had the same amount of substance and was in the room for about as long as
she had been that morning.  The doctor came back in to take her back to her
room.  Her stomach had become distended again until it was just a little
larger than it had been that morning.  She got back into the wheelchair and
was once again taken back to her room.  She felt sluggish and wasn't really
in the mood to do anything, but she knew that she absolutely had to study
for her final exam which was on Friday.  So she forced herself to work and
she felt like she was really accomplishing a lot.  This was the first time
that she had really taken notice of her surroundings.  When you came
through the door you were facing the side of the bed.  There was a night
table up against the wall on the side of the bed nearest the door.  Sitting
on that table was a lamp and a remote control.  On the opposite wall as the
door there was a window.  On the wall opposite the bed there was a dresser.
There was also a television mounted above the dresser.  To the left of the
dresser was a door going into the bathroom and to the right there was a
closet.  On the same wall as the window next to the bed there was a
refrigerator with a basket full of snacks on top.  In the bathroom there
was a bathtub on the wall opposite the door and the wall on the left. 
There was a small window in the left wall.  There was a sink between the
bathtub and the right wall.  Also there was a toilet on the right wall.  As
she was studying Miranda was without realizing it devouring box after box
of snack foods and drinking soda after soda.  Then after a while the doctor
came back for her final session of the night.  This session was just like
the last one.  Once she was returned to her room she went right to sleep.

   This process went on until it was finally the Friday of her exam.  She
had her morning feeding session and then was delivered back to her room. 
She started getting ready to go.  She dug in her suitcase and found a bra
to wear.  It was really tight, but she had not yet asked about the clothes
that were to be provided for her.  She also got a matching pair of panties
out of her suitcase.  She pulled them up but they were too tight to pull up
over her stomach.  Instead, her stomach hung down over the panties.  She
was trying to find something to wear, but she couldn't get any of her pants
to button and her new belly peaked out from under all of her t-shirts and
blouses.  She finally found a maternity dress a friend had given her as a
joke.  The dress fit, but just barely.  She then put on her stockings and
healed shoes.  She grabbed her book and headed out the door.

   Miranda found that it took her a lot longer to get to the classroom
because of all the extra weight.  When she got to class the professor had
had already passed out the exams and everyone stared at her when she
entered.  She went up to the front of the room and collected a test from
the professor.  She then went to find a seat.  Miranda had to squeeze by
several people to get to a seat in the middle of one of the rows.  When she
finally got to the chair she sat down in it and it pinched her sides.  This
was something that was strange to Miranda because she had always been much
smaller than the chairs in the classrooms.  Miranda was the last person to
finish the exam and it took her a couple of tries to get up from her chair.
Eventually she squeezed out of it then she collected her things, turned in
her test, and then left the classroom.  She walked up to the bookstore to
sell her book back to them.  She made it there and sold the book back to
them.  Miranda left the store and headed down some stairs outside when she
was near the bottom she tripped and fell down to the ground.  The first
thing she noticed was all the people pointing and laughing at her, calling
her names like fat ass.  Her bra had been so tight that it made her breasts
appear as though they were going to slip out of the top of her dress.  When
she fell her bra burst open and the left strap of her dress had ripped open
exposing her left breast completely.  Her hand grabbed the ripped fabric
and moved it over the exposed breast to try and hide it.  Her face was beat
read and she started to cry.  As she clutched her chest and cried she
picked herself up, this took more than one try, and ran to the bus that
would take her back to the lab.  When she got back to the lab she told the
doctor that she did not want to continue to go through with this
experiment. "It is your choice of course whether or not you continue, but
if you terminate are contract now you will be out on your own at your
current size and you will owe me for all that I have invested in you so
far."

   She knew that she had no choice but to continue with this program.  As
she sat on the feeding machine this day she wished that her life would end.
She was brought back to her room and she lie there in the bed and fell
asleep.  The next day the doctor came in wheeling a small machine.  Since
you no longer have any classes or commitments I am going to put you to
sleep and hook you up to this feeding machine so that you will be feeding
constantly.  It will work a lot faster than trying to do it through regular
feedings.  He hooked up an IV filled with a drug that would keep her
unconscious while she was feeding.  Then he wheeled the machine over next
to the bed and inserted the tube coming out of it into her mouth.  He
turned on the feeding machine and a constant flow of the gaining formula
into her stomach.  He then turned on the IV.  Miranda felt as though she
was getting fatter every second.  She began to feel light headed and she
eventually succumbed to the drug.

   When Miranda started to regain consciousness she realized that she felt
very different from when she fell asleep.  She realized that the bed she
was now laying on was different from the one that she had fallen asleep on.
She had fallen asleep on a full size bed while this one had to be at least
a queen and she filled it up completely.

   "I see that you are finally awake my dear.  I'm sure that you are quite
anxious to see the result of your unconscious eating." He pressed a button
on a small remote control and the bed started moving up until she was in
more of a reclining position.  She saw that there was now a large mirror on
the wall that she was facing.  In the mirror she saw that she now had four
chins.  She no longer had a neck.  All the flab from her jowls hung down
meeting the fat from her shoulders and chest.  She also saw that she was
naked.  That made since though because the clothes she had been wearing
would no longer have fit her and being naked would allow for a freer
growth. Her arms were now as large as her waist had been.  She had enormous
breasts that hung off to each side.  Her stomach was also marvelously large
and was separated into several folds.  Her genitals were obscured from view
because her stomach came down over her knees.  Her legs and feet had also
beefed up in proportion to the rest of her.  Miranda could not believe how
much she now weighed.  When she tried to move she found that she couldn't
do so more than to lift her arms up in the air and put them back down and
just doing this made her gasp for breath.

   "I'm sorry that you are so restricted in your movements, but I do have
some good news for you your year is now up and you are free to go if you
want."

   "So you will help me to lose weight now."

   "No, unfortunately not.  The contract you signed stipulated that if you
gained at least 700 pounds then we would help you to lose the weight.  You
only gained 699 pounds.  I do have another proposition for you if you want
though.  One of the very wealthy men who funds my research has been looking
for someone who is very large to marry.  He would take care of you all his
life and should anything ever happen to him you would still be well cared
for and you would inherit all his money.  His only stipulations are that
you let him perform his husbandly duties and you agree to at least stay at
this weight."

   She couldn't believe that she had gotten herself into a mess like this.
There was no possible way that she could survive without someone else's
help now.  She would be totally dependent on someone else for the rest of
her life.  She only hoped this man that wanted to marry her would be kind.
Having no other choice she accepted the deal.  Two men came into her room
and wheeled her out bed and all and put her into the back of a delivery
truck.  When the truck arrived at its destination and the men removed her
from the back of the truck she saw that they had brought her to a huge
mansion and she prepared herself to start her new life.
   The End