The mining of Asteroid X went as scheduled, and many samples were taken. Over
fifty new elements were found in the core of the asteroid, and something else
was also
found. Something happened to the satellite and it exploded, shattering
Asteroid X into
thousands of pieces all heading for Earth, along with something special. The
projected
area of impact for these fragments was New York's Central Park.
It was another busy day in the life of Missy Spencer, her job at the
restaurant had
kept her so busy.
"I wish that I could get just one day to myself," Missy thought to herself.
"If only I
could have just one day to myself, just one day would be enough."
"Missy, is something wrong with you, you don't seem your usual happy self,"
Mr.
Peters, the kindly manager, said to her.
"Its nothing, Mr. Peters. I just feel burdened down a little. I have been in
New
York for almost a year now and I haven't even really explored the city yet."
"My poor little Missy, take sometime off, enjoy the city, see the sites, and
come
back when you feel better."
"Oh thank you Mr. Peters."
"Missy, be careful, New York is very dangerous, and be careful tonight it is
a full
moon, the crazies are sure to be out tonight."
Missy was so happy she had all the time to do everything she had ever wanted
to
do since she came to New York. Where should she go first, there was so much to
do, but
then it came to her. All her life she had wanted to take a buggy ride through
Central Park
at night, and now this was her chance. She rushed home and took a long hot
bath and
dressed herself accordingly. It had always been her secret fantasy to be one
of the story
book princesses she had read about as a child. It was about 8 at night when
she was finally
ready, and she decided to call her friend Steve. Steve had been her best
friend ever since
they were 8 years old, had some with her to New Your to keep his eye on her ,
or so he
said, but he wasn't home.
"Of all the nights for him to go out, he had to pick the one night when I
could, but
still I can't let that stop me," she said to herself as she got into the cab.
Central park was in full bloom, spring had just given way to summer, and it
could
not of been more beautiful. Missy got out of the cab and got into the most
elegant looking
coach she had ever seen in her life, she paid the driver and she was on her
way, not
realizing the strange light patterns in the sky above her.
The meteorite fragments of Asteroid X had been mostly destroyed upon entering
Earth's atmosphere, but still one of these fragments made it all the way to
the projected
point of impact in Central Park. The fragment crashed into ground creating a
gigantic
tremor which overturned Missy's carriage and through her from it.
"Hey lady, it looks like you've fallen and you can't get up," one of the
punks who
emerged out of the bush said.
"Maybe you should help the nice lady out, what do you guys think?," the head
punk asked his gang.
"No I don't think we should help her, but I do think that we should help
ourselves,
to her wallet, and maybe something else," another punk said as he scanned over
Missy's
fallen body. Her long black hair, deep jade eyes, ivory white skin, and soft
and sexy body
caught the attention of the gang.
"Good idea, I think that we might just do that."
"No," said the gang leader. "We have her money lets just dump her somewhere
and get the hell out of her before the cops come."
"Yeah, lets throw her into that pit over there with that weird rock. We'll
over her
up with leaves and shit, maybe that rock's radioactive or something, maybe it
will finish
her off for us."
So the punks threw her body into the hole, hoping that radiation might kill
her, but
that rock was not radioactive. It contained a unique form of alien life,
called a symbiant, a
creature that bonds with its host organism and improves upon it. This creature
was not
like the simple symbiants of Earth, it possessed an intelligence all its own,
but it needed a
host and it bonded with the closest indigenous life form, Missy.
The next morning Missy was founded by a park cop doing his usual beat. He
found
Missy in ripped muddy clothing, and brought her to the closest hospital he
could find.
Over the next several days Missy lay in a deep coma, her vital signs
fluctuating, her body
was being altered and improved upon by her new companion. She eventually
regained
consciousness, made a statement to the police, and went home.
"Oh Missy, I was so worried about you, I didn't know what had happened to
you,
I was so scared. I thank God that you are alright, how do you feel?"
"I feel fine Steve, except I feel very hungry,"
Unknown to Missy or Steve the creature that had bonded with Missy had begun
to
take effect on and in her body. It was symbiotic which meant it takes from her
and
becomes a permanent part of her but it also gives back to her. The symbiant
needed
certain enzymes and nutrients from her body to survive, but it also increased
her senses,
agility, stamina, strength, healing, durability, intelligence, and many other
aspects of her
person, in addition to other abilities which no other human possessed. The
symbiant could
become any type of clothing, any material, it possessed chameleon like
camouflage
abilities. The symbiant could create objects out of its own matter, and it
granted the
person power over other people's minds and emotions. All of these were gifts
of the
symbiant, but it also caused an increase in appetite and the need for
sensations.
"What would you like to eat?," Steve asked lovingly.
"Anything chocolate," Missy said. The words sprang from her mouth like they
were from another person. All her life Missy had struggled to keep her passion
for food in
check. As a little girl she often felt a strange desire to gorge herself in
late night eating
frenzies. This made her gain a lot of weight as a child and the other kids
used to tease her
constantly about it. Her mother would often say to her that boys wanted to
live in a
house, not be married to one. So Missy starved and exercised herself into
shape, eating
only enough to stay alive, and denying herself the shear ecstasy of eating
until she felt she
would explode. Her job was torture on her, she was surrounded by mouth
watering food,
but she dare not give into her passion, or turn back into the house she was as
a little girl.
"Alright," Steve said. "We have chocolate milk, chocolate ice cream,
chocolate
chip cookies, chocolate sprinkles, chocolate fudge brownies, and chocolate
syrup. What
do you want?"
"All of it," Missy said with a kind of forbidden delight in her voice. What
did she
just say was all she could think of. If she ate all this, she would surely
balloon back up to
her old weight. She was about to say never mind when she heard a calming voice
coming
from the back of her mind saying that she deserved this, it was ok, and
everything would
be alright.
"Are you sure about that Missy?," Steve asked remembering her fight with her
weight as a kid.
"Yes, and hurry. I am so hungry," she said in an eerily sexy voice. Who was
saying
this was all she could think. It came from her mouth, it was her secret
passions, but it
wasn't her saying it. What was going on here?
"Alright Missy, if you are sure here you go."
The smell of the chocolates was heavenly for Missy, she flashed back to the
midnight feedings of her past, and the simple pleasure of caressing her full
bloated tummy
when it felt like it would rip at the seems. The effect of the aromas and the
feelings stirred
in her by the feast of chocolate that lay before her was too much it
overwhelmed her. The
symbiant was in heaven also, Missy's mind produced massive amounts of
neuro-chemicals to produce her emotions and the symbiant feed hungrily on
them, and it
couldn't wait to feed when Missy started to eat.
Missy dived into her food and started to gorge herself like in the past. She
shoveled food into her eagerly awaiting mouth, smearing it all over her face
as she literally
plunged her face in the chocolate banquet that lay before her, licking and
smacking her lips
with her bite. Her symbiant was having a feast with the neuro-chemicals
produced with
Missy's brain and it intern increased her appetite, so it could sample more of
her
neuro-chemical banquet. The appetite increasing effect of the symbiant was
unbelievable,
it propelled her from being merely hungry into being a living vacuum, sucking
up any and
all food in her surroundings, and as she did this the symbiant gorged itself.
Quickly Missy
ate everything in the house, even the baking soda in the fridge was no safe
from her
appetite, and more she ate the stronger the symbiant grew and the stronger she
did also.
"Steve, I am still hungry, isn't there anything else in here to eat," she
asked
seductively.
"Missy, I can't believe after all that, that you are still hungry. I mean, I
knew you
as a kid, and I know that you were on a liquid diet for the last couple days
in the hospital,
but this is getting ridiculous."
"But Steve, I am still so very hungry, won't you please feed me?'" she asked
of
him. "What did I just say," was all she could think to herself. In the past
she had fantasies
about being feed and about Steve but never like this. What was coming over
her, it felt
like her deepest desires were coming to light, and it felt good.
"Missy, I think that you need to calm down and get control of yourself,
before you
start to eat the walls."
"Fine I don't need you, I can find something to eat on my own," she said as
she
walked out the door. The symbiant was enraged because the negative emotions
caused
other negative neuro-chemicals to be produced, which were like rotten meat to
the
symbiant. It grew enraged and it tapped into Missy's brain to find other
sources of food
for her to gouge on. It continued to increase her appetite into a previously
undreamed of
level, every bite she took seemed to make her even hungrier, she became a
walking eating
machine. The symbiant probed her mind to find the next source of food for her
to devour,
the restaurant.
"Missy, I have missed you. Where have you been for the last couple of days?."
the
kindly old man asked Missy.
"Mr. Peters, I am so hungry, feed me, please," the voice of the symbiant was
growing inside her and it demanded that she eat.
"Alright Missy, you pick anything on the menu, it is on the house."
"I will have everything," the voice said.
"Missy, are you alright, your voice sounds a little different tonight?"
"I am fine Mr. Peters, its just that I have been under a little stress lately
and I am
just getting back my appetite now, just give me the usual."
"Coming right up, Missy."
The plate before her consisted of dry baked chicken with no skin, white rice,
and
steamed broccoli, she ate it because the symbiant directed her to, but it did
not produce
the same neuro-chemicals as the previous meal had. The symbiant quickly
realized that
Missy needed eat things she denied herself, or to do things she denied herself
to produce
those same chemicals in her brain, so it came up with a plan and infused it
into her brain, a
plan that would make all her wildest dreams come true.
"Mr. Peters, on the other hand, bring me number 42 with extra gravy and
potatoes."
"Missy are you sure that is what you want? What about your diet? Didn't you
tell
me that as a kid you struggled with your weight and that you didn't want to
put it back on
again."
"Bring me the food, old man, before I get angry," the strange voice said as
she
gripped Mr. Peters' hand with almost superhuman strength.
"Alright Missy, it is coming right up, just please let go of my hand."
"Oh Mr. Peters I am so sorry, I am not myself today, please excuse me I have
to
go now," she said as she ran out the door. She wandered the streets for hours,
with every
step her appetite grew. The smells of New York were overwhelming for her with
her
increased sense of smell, each and every part of the city had a distinct smell
which the
symbiant manipulated to make her hungrier and hungrier.
"What is going on with me," she said in despair. She was really scared now,
her
body felt like it was under the control of another force. Everything she did,
smelled, or
thought always had the same effect on her, it made her hungry. She felt like
if she didn't
eat soon that she would implode from the hunger building within her. Finally
she got home
and managed to fall asleep while her stomach cried out for food.
"Hello Missy, how are you tonight?," a voice called from the shadows.
"I'm fine, how are you, who are you?," she asked of the shadows.
"I am now a part of you. I have lived for among the stars for centuries, I
have
survived by bonding and merging with creatures of different species."
"What does that have to do with me? Are you a part of me now? When did we
bond? How did you get here" What do you want with me?"
"It has everything to do with you, we are now both part of one being, greater
than
the sum of our parts. We have bonded and merged into one being now, you were
hurt,
dying when I found you, I brought you back to life. All I want from you is too
be happy
and enjoy life, and not to deny yourself simple pleasures," the handsome man
said as he
stepped out of the shadows.
"Who are you?," she asked the man.
"My race have no names, we are a part of a life force that has existed since
the
beginning of time. Our only goal is to explore and better ourselves by merging
with the
different species we encounter on each planet, and I have chosen you, Missy
Spencer, to
become part of that."
"What does it mean to merge with you?," she asked.
"It will give you powers beyond the dreams of any human, and it will give you
the
strength to realize your deepest dreams and desires. All you have to do is to
embrace me,
and everything you ever wanted can be yours for the taking."
"What will happen to me, if we merge will I still be the same person?"
"No, you will still be Missy Spencer, but you will be given the memories,
experiences, and thoughts of countless beings that we have merged with, and
all that was
there's will be come yours. It is reasonable to assume that any human being
wouldn't be
the same after an experience like that."
"This sounds too good to be true, what do you get out of this deal?"
"I get survival, I will continue to exist as part of you until you die, and
then I will
move on, to another host. As I am part of you now I get to share in all that
is your life,
your hope, dreams, desires, fantasies, and ambitions will become mine as well,
and I will
give you the power to make these things come true for us both. Tell me your
greatest
desire and your most secret dream."
"I don't know really know, I guess they are the same as everybody else's. I
would
like to meet someone special settle down and raise a family."
"That sounds very beautiful, and I can tell you really want that. We are part
of
one being now and I can sense that there is something even further down in
your mind
that you desire."
"No, there is nothing that I can think of that I truly want or desire."
"Missy, we are part of one being now, you cannot lie to me. I know all that
you
do, and you cannot deny yourself. I am trying to get you to admit these things
to yourself,
so that you can be free and make them come true."
"I know what I want, I want to be fat."
"Now we are one being shall make that happen."
"Wow was that a weird dream," was all she could think. "I better not go to
bed on
an empty stomach again, that was a really weird dream."
"That was not a dream Missy Spencer, we have become one being now, and now
we shall have all we ever desired."
"What do you mean?"
"Just do what you would do normally and I shall make all your dreams come
true."
Missy was in awe, what did you do to herself? What was going to happen to her
now. What was this thing that she had bonded with, and what was it going to do
to her
life? She decided that the best thing to do was just to do her daily routine
and not stress
about what had happened to her. She was really hungry, she looked all over her
house but
she couldn't find anything to eat, even the baking soda in the fridge was
gone, so she
decided she had better go to the store.
The store was packed, it seemed like half the city was there trying to buy
all the
food they would need for the rest of their lives. Missy was getting very
impatient, for the
first time in her life she felt strong and confident enough to indulge in her
orgy of culinary
delights. In her cart was everything she had ever wanted but denied herself,
cream filled
cupcakes, cakes of all flavors and sizes, gooey pastries, gallons of ice
cream, bags of
sweet candies, thick milkshake mixes, and many more foods to numerous to name,
but her
favorite purchase was the barrels of weight gain powder. She wouldn't just to
fat, she was
going to be huge, and love every minute of it.
"Oh man, I am going to be here forever. Why did I come to the groceries store
when I was so hungry? I wish that I could have a little something to eat."
Missy's
symbiant interpreted, turning her wish into physical reality. It encased her
in a protective
layer of its material, ripping away her clothes, and replacing them with a
form of liquid.
The liquid quickly hardened around her, she was now incased in the symbiant's
physical
substance which had been hibernating in her waiting for the right moment.
Tendrils of the
symbiant's substance sprang out and ripped food off the shelves. It ripped
open boxes,
cans, and packages, and began to literally forced feed Missy, shoving the food
down her
throat.
The food flowed down into Missy's stomach, she was in heaven. She had not
felt
this way since she was a kid, when she would stuff herself until her stomach
was rock hard
and she felt like she would explode. The tendrils kept shoving food into her
mouth, but
she didn't eve have to chew it because the symbiant manipulated her mouth
muscles to
chew for her. Missy sat there with a never ending source of food before her
and she could
not be happier. All her life her appetite was reprised and she was told she
could not do
these things but now it was her turn. Creams, jellies, jello, chocolate, and
other foods
where smeared all over her face, dripping down onto her chest. Missy could
literally feel
herself expanding, thanks to the symbiant because it had slowed down her
metabolism and
slowed her rate of digestion. The feeling of the fat filling her body was
heavenly and too
much to handle, she began to feel something beyond eating and something beyond
orgasm,
something that shook her body with more pleasure than she had ever felt
before.
"Oh my god, somebody call the cops," a lady screamed in terror.
"Better yet, somebody call the army," another guy said.
"What are we going to do? If the cops come how are we going to explain this
to
them?," she asked her symbiant.
" We may escape now if you fear these things called police," the symbiant
told
her.
"How are we going to do that, everybody in that store got a good look at me,
even
if we escape they will find us."
"Not so, I can change our outer appearance at will, we may literally become
any
person or anything that you can desire us to be."
"I don't care how it works just do it before the cops come," she said
frantically to
the symbiant. The symbiant scanned her mind and after finding a desired
appearance it
morphed itself into it. Gone was Missy's slim figure, and taught body, she
body jiggled as
rolls of fat and cellulite covered her body. Her arms were full of cellulite,
her ass was
gigantic, her breasts were mammoth, her thighs slapped together as she walked,
and the
stomach was a sea of quivering fat.
"What did you do to me?," she asked the symbiant.
"This was the most desired appearance in your mind, so I change our form into
it
to facilitate our escape. Are you not pleased with my choice?"
"You mean to tell me that I don't even have to eat to get fat, and that you
can just
make me so at will?"
"Yes, but you need to eat, and I sensed that it was something that you
derived
pleasure from. I must confess that when you eat so do I and that I have begun
to like it."
"I am not going to stop eating, I like eating. You can make me fat, but can
you
make me thin as well?"
"I can alter your appearance into whatever style you choose it to be."
"So I can go from skinny to fat whenever I want, and I don't have to worry
because I will gain or loose only as much weight as I want?
"Yes."
"This is going to be fun," Missy said with a devilish smile. "Look out Big
Apple,
Missy Spencer is going to devour you."
Stay tune for the further adventures of Missy and her symbiant to be
continued at a
later date.
by Drew
Prologue-NASA's first experimental asteroid mining satellite was due back
today. It had
been launched for the possibility of mining extraterrestrial sources of raw
materials in
Earth's orbit. The first target of this new technique was a recently
discovered asteroid in
lunar orbit, designated Asteroid X. This asteroid was suspected to be of
extra-solar origin
and contain many vital elements.