Stacey WAS a skinny girl at the ripe age of 19. She had always liked food but had recently, for
the most part, kept her food consumption under control. Oh, yes, she broke down on occasion
and would eat an entire pizza all by herself, but she always felt guilty. When she was younger
and during puberty she loved to come home after school when her folks were still at work and pig
out on whatever she could find before supper. Then, after already being stuffed, have to eat a
decent meal with her family, always an adventure. Thusly she had a good size stomach that
could easily stretch to hold large amounts of food. Presently, she had lost her baby fat and was
quite striking at 5'6" and 140 lbs. She was away from home attending a state university. She
was self-conscience of her self-image and consequently could not let go during sex to have
orgasms. So, she watched her weight and ate healthy thinking she could improve her mental
self-image. She was a perfect candidate for our experiment.
It was Tuesday when Stacey came to our lab in answer to an ad placed wishing to work with
women that had a love of food but were not comfortable with their body image. The experiment
was designed to short circuit the brain using Pavlov's findings. It was simple. The "subject" was
strapped into a chair with a pressure sensor strategically placed in front of her belly. This was
then used to turn on a computer-controlled vibrator that was carefully constructed for optimal
"contact" while sitting in the chair. Essentially, the fuller the subject was with food, the more
stimulation she would receive. After multiple sessions she would associate food with orgasms,
just like the dog in Pavlov's experiment that would salivate every time he heard a bell. This in
turn would free the participant from the connection of food to body image.
Most of the women would always turn away but Stacey was intrigued and loved food. So she
decided to try once and if she felt ok with it she would continue treatment. We told her that she
would have complete privacy and not to feel ashamed at all in the comfortable lab that had been
created for this experiment. Of course she could have no clothes on except for a hospital gown
for the experiment. The devices had to be used directly on the skin. Thus begins our first
session with Stacey.
She went into the room, undressed and put on a hospital gown. She sat in the chair and allowed
us to show her how to position the "vibrator." She was strapped into the chair and the pressure
sensor was set about 1 inch from her belly. A tube was lowered to her and placed into her mouth
which would dispense a nonfattening jello like substance into her mouth controlled by a button
which she held in her right hand. She was told that the "jello" could be made to taste like
whatever food she wanted by touching the associated icon on a touch screen with her left hand.
Once the mixture was flowing she could just swallow and "fill up." When her belly reached the
pressure switch it would activate the vibrator at a low speed. The more she ate the greater the
pressure on the pressure sensor, the better the pleasure provided by the computer-controlled
vibrator. It was simple.
Her first session was for one hour. We were unsure of how far she would go so we limited the
time. The room was lit with a dim, reddish glow. She first chose the strawberry cheesecake
taste and proceeded to hold down the button allowing for a slow flow of the mixture. Stacey
couldn't believe how good it tasted and it didn't require chewing. She just sat there in
amazement and swallowed gulp after gulp of "cheesecake." It was so easy going down and she
could begin to feel her belly pushing outward. She liked this feeling and it reminded her of when
she was young. So she changed over to chocolate sandwich cookies dipped in milk. "Mmmm,"
she thought and continued gulping. Fuller and fuller she felt until suddenly she got a shock on
her clit. It felt goooood. Very impressive she thought and changed the taste to a simple
chocolate malt so she could try and fit more in. After a few more gulps she was stuffed and her
stomach was just touching the sensor one inch out and it happened again, the shock to her clit
but for a few seconds longer. She felt herself getting wet. She couldn't stop yet that felt so
good. So she took another gulp and she got herself another 10 seconds of stimulation. Now
Stacey couldn't resist and began taking larger gulps and sped up the flow. She got the machine
to massage her constantly at a slow rate but a little faster with each gulp. More and more she
gulped until she felt as though she would explode but unfortunately she could manage no more
room in her now taught basketball sized tummy and had to give up. But the vibrator kept going.
She could feel the mixture in her sloshing around as she kept getting stimulated as she wiggled
in the chair. It kept going as long as her belly was touching the sensor or until she orgasmed,
which could be sensed by her bodily functions and measurements. The pleasure built and built
and out of the blue she had her first orgasm. It was unbelievable. She HAD to do this again.
Stacey left that day a little happier and a little fuller, but she vowed to return. And that she did,
the very next day. At this point Stacey had a problem. She said that she was so full when she
left that she couldn't eat supper and wondered if the "jello" could have nutrients added so it
would be just like a meal. We answered, "Of course we can control the nutrients. It's simple!"
So she eagerly dressed into the hospital gown and jumped into the machine, which we have now
dubbed Pavlov II. Stacey was so cute in her gown. Perky full sized breasts, nipples pointed
upward with a generous packing of breast below the nipples just barely touching her chest, not
even enough to hold a pencil. She had long, dark, heavy hair that had a slight curl to it, very
shapely calves and muscular thighs with just enough fat to touch between her legs, very soft but
firm. Her butt didn't get covered completely by our purposefully small gown. Her ample cheeks
peeking out so round and firm but with just enough fat to wiggle when she walked and to
continue wiggling for a moment when she stopped.
So today she was ready to eat. She wanted that orgasm. Prior to today's session we thought it
wise to get a measurement of her belly. We found it to be 27 inches at the waist. Strapped in
she started today with clam chowder soup. She seemed to want bowls of it. Gulp after gulp and
at a pretty fast pace until she felt the familiar shock to her clit. She moved on to a square meal of
mashed potatoes, filet mignon and a vegetable medley. One bite of each in rotation. "Mmmm,"
she thought, "this is so delicious, I don't WANT to stop." Again she got the now familiar
stimulation as her ever rounding belly touched the sensor. It had been placed one and a quarter
inches away this time. She kept on sucking down the mixture but she was slowing down being
that she was stuffing herself beyond capacity. Her belly was protruding out just about equal to
her breasts at this point and all she could do to keep the machine going was gulp again and
again. She could feel the strings of the gown cutting into her back side as she continued almost
uncontrollably to stuff herself fuller and fuller, her tummy tighter and tighter, pushing harder and
harder against the sensor making the vibrator whir with more and more intensity. She feverishly
switched to a desert, chocolate mudd cake. She was so close now to an orgasm that she didn't
dare stop eating. Her swallows became slow but very large. She would let her entire mouth fill
up and then, in one giant gulp, swallow the ever so wonderfully tasting mixture down so that she
could feel the slight coolness of it as it flowed down her throat, plunging into her ever tightening
belly with what seemed like a splash, pushing her belly out even further making the machine step
up another notch in intensity. She thought to herself, "One more swallow, just one more" and
then she'd force down another large gulp. Again, "Only one more I can't hold any more." Gulp!
"It's sooo goood!, I got to have one more!" Gulp! Ecstasy her orgasm rushed up from her
clit and enveloped her like flames. Her belly was so full she could do nothing but sit there and
recline back, since we had built the chair like a dentistry chair. We measured her belly again,
30.25 inches. An increase of 3.25 inches in less than an hour. She loved this machine!
The weekend past and soon it was Monday. We became a little worried about Stacey and her
self-image when she suddenly arrived. Her jeans looked a little more snug than before and a
small belly roll had appeared above the waistline. Before she was strapped in we measured her
waistline. It was 29 inches. We didn't quite expect the nutrients to stick with her so well but she
informed us that she ate WELL over the weekend due to her freshly stretched abdomen. She
was a little self-conscience about this but insisted that she continue treatments because she
enjoyed the two previous ones tremendously. We also noticed small increases in her bust size
and butt. Noticeably more supple and soft. We weighed her in at 150. She eagerly jumped into
the gown and then into the chair. All apparatus was set up. We placed the sensor at 1.5 inches
from her belly, placed the tube into her mouth and set the machine in motion. Unknown to
Stacey we upped the caloric content of the "jello." Today she started with a cheeseburger,
gulping down what would be the equivalent of three. Then she ate approximately 3 potatoes
worth of fries, and about two quarts of a strawberry milkshake. She was wonderful. Swallow
after glorious swallow. She was pounding this stuff into her burgeoning belly at ever increasing
rates. Finally her belly touched the sensor and she got what she had come for. It felt so good.
She switched the food over to lasagna and began sucking it down faster than ever. She would
let it fill her mouth up and she would swallow these large mouthfuls in one gulp. She could not
believe how good it tasted, she just wanted more. The straps again were straining her gown so
she untied them in the back. This gave her the extra breathing room she needed and she just
kept right on swallowing. We could actually see her belly protrude more with every swallow.
Rounder and rounder she got as she gobbled down the mixture. It had to be about 4 large
helpings of lasagna that she polished off. She then switched to key lime pie. We could see her
body quivering from the speed of the vibrator. It was working her over, going deeper into her
than ever before. It was programmed to penetrate deeper the more she ate and to increase in
speed if she ate faster. Stacey had figured this out without us telling her and she wanted those
deep orgasms. She looked like she had swallowed a basketball. Her belly stuck out past her
breasts and was even beginning to push them up a bit. The skin was tight and her bellybutton
was receding inward. She wanted to stop but couldn't, it felt too good. One slice, two slices,
three slices, "Oh I feel so full but my pussy is burning hot. I'm going to explode. One more slice,
four slices. Mmmmm, one more, five slices. I'm gonna eat the whole pie!!" She kept gulping her
belly bulging past it's known limits resting on her thighs. She could feel her orgasm starting but
wanted it to last so she kept eating. Six slices, seven slices. Here it comes, eight slices, the
whole pie and the orgasm hit her like a truck, her whole body shaking. Her eyes rolled back into
her head. And she let the machine stop. We laid her back in the chair and measured her what
then seemed enormous belly. 35 inches around. 6 inch increase in one hour. Her weight was
up to 157lbs. This girl could eat. We figured there were about 13000 calories in the mixture she
had consumed. That's over six times the daily recommended allowance. She was unbelievably
gorgeous. We definitely liked Stacey. Her jeans no longer would zip higher than about halfway
so we gave her some bib overalls to wear home.
The mixture of food has the unique quality of almost being entirely absorbed by the body.
Stacey came back on Wednesday hungrier than ever. She had definitely plumped up. She
stayed at 155 which was 15 lbs in one week. She had to leave the top button open on her jeans
now and her boobs were falling out of her size 36 DD bra. We were unsure how she squeezed
her jeans around her bountiful butt. She was in a hurry today. She was hungry. She hadn't
eaten all day in preparation for today's gorge fest. We measured her waist, 30 inches empty.
She definitely was spilling out of her jeans. She brought back the bibs for later. We asked if
she minded the weight gain and replied that she didn't mind, that this was how she used to eat
and forgot how much she enjoyed it. Feeling good was more important to her and with Pavlov II
making love to her she didn't seem to care. So we strapped her in for a fourth run. We set up all
the equipment and put the sensor TWO inches out. She started with breakfast. 12 strips of
bacon and a dozen eggs, 7 pancakes, toast, juice, and a pint of milk. She was puzzled, no
response from the machine. She was kinda full but not near a limit. So she switched to lunch.
The equivalent of a 1 foot sandwich, a full bag of tortilla chips, ahhhh there it is. The machine
leapt into action buzzing her crotch. This made her appetite increase. She pounded a quart of
soda in seconds moved on to a large deep dish pizza. Her belly was beginning to look like she
was pregnant, 4 months or so. She just kept right on sucking it down. Faster she went. Turkey
dinner, stuffing mashed potatoes, gravy, a can of cranberry sauce, the faster she sucked it in the
better the machine made her feel. We didn't tie the gown today in fact she didn't even put it on.
Her belly was tremendous. It was blowing up like a balloon. Stacey was slowing down again
and switched to ice cream for desert. Chocolate chip mint. Big full, swallows that would again
splash into her ever-expanding tummy. She would wiggle in the chair to hear it slosh around.
This seemed to make her want more along with the machine pumping her hard from below. She
reclined the chair a bit which eased the tension on the bottom of her stomach and allowed her to
just lay back and down the ice cream tasting mixture with the biggest swallows yet. Swallow,
expand, push on the sensor, get more stimulation. We watched her take on what seemed to be
a gallon of ice cream before she blew. What an orgasm. All the new fat shivered. Her bouncing
breasts had nipples as hard as marbles. She came for minutes while she just kept on forcing the
"jello" into her fat belly. Lying back she looked as if she had swallowed a beachball and it had
been blown up inside her. She couldn't move. So we let her sleep in the chair that night.
The next morning when Stacey awoke she found the lab empty. All the mixture went straight to
her body as fat. Her belly had flattened out but she had definitely gained a lot of weight. She
looked at the scale on the chair and it read 167 lbs. She could not believe how fast she could
gain weight. Right then her belly girgled. She was HUNGRY. Since she had started with the
machine her stomach had stretched way past her childhood proportions and was demanding
food. She wanted the food to get into her faster so she found some topical spray anesthetic for
her throat (she was studying medicine) and pushed the tube into her mouth and down her throat
into her belly. She figured she could work the machine so she strapped her naked body into the
chair and began feeding. She didn't care about the taste this time considering the tube went
straight to her stomach. She took the sensor and put it five inches away from her now 32 inch
belly. This would mean that her belly would need to be filled full enough to get her to protrude 5
inches. She was unsure how round this would make her, but she knew she liked being full and
that she didn't want to start the stimulation until she was stuffed. Then she would be forced to
really expand her horizons.
She started up the machine and she could feel the cool liquid filling the empty void of her
stomach. She set it to go as fast as she could get it to go. "Oh does this feel good," she
thought." "I never want this to stop. I wish I could eat the world!" She had visions of devouring
planets as her belly expanded like a water balloon. She could feel her belly pushing up on her
tits so she reclined the chair a bit. This made more room for her belly to grow. It was creeping
out along her thighs and widening. She just loved this feeling. The "jello" had a way of just
oozing straight into every recess of her intestines as fast as she could get it in. She watched
intently as her belly reached the four inch protrusion mark and was creeping up on the sensor.
She was already feeling extremely full. She looked seven months pregnant. FIVE. The machine
kicked on with a tremendous amount of power sending shock waves up and down her body.
Now she really didn't want to stop. She needed to cram this stuff into her as fast as could and
hold it in so that Pavlov II would satisfy her ever increasing sexual appetite. She started to feel
faint from the sugar rush and lack of blood. It must have been that her pussy was requiring a lot
of blood to feed the rush. But she kept pumping herself up. Her belly was now as taught as a
drum and she looked nine months pregnant in less than 20 minutes but she kept on going. "I
can't stop, I can't. My belly is filled passed capacity, I feel as though I may pop at any moment
but I can't stop. Just a few more minutes. MMmmmm. I'm bulging out all over. My pussy is red
hot and so wet. Just a little more. Pop me Pavlov II. I'm passed my limits. I'm not stopping until
I explode. Come on, just a little more." She could feel the skin stretching and the mixture getting
extremely heavy in her. It's a good thing she strapped in because her belly is wanting to flip her
over. She finds the chair controls and positions it so that her belly is hanging down towards the
floor. This puts tremendous pressure on the sensor and sends Pavlov II and Stacey into the
twilight zone. She pumps three more gallons into her in 3 minutes. Her belly is almost to the
floor and she passes out from ecstasy as the machine pumps the last of the mixture into her and
shuts down. Her belly filled to capacity way beyond anything she could imagine possible.
We came in that morning with our director to demonstrate how well the machine had been
working. What we found was Stacey hanging from the chair, her belly like she had just eaten a
whole cow hanging nearly to the floor, no clothes on, the Pavlov II tube taped into her mouth and
no more "jello" mixture in the reservoir. Our director could not believe his eyes. He immediately
revoked all funding, had Stacey taken to the Hospital and we were put on probation.
Stacey, as it turned out was fine and we had cured her of her orgasmic difficulties, although she
did gain quite a few pounds. She was very disappointed and sorry that the project had been
shutdown and was always willing to participate in any future experiments we were going to do
using Pavlov II. We decided that our idea had potential and are now venturing into creating
home units that can work with ordinary food consumption. It should be available soon. Keep
watching for Pavlov III to plumpin' your women for your pumpin' enjoyment.
By THX1143