Clara heaved her large body out of her van, at 450+ pounds she had difficulty moving on her own.
She looked at the unassuming building ahead of her, this was an act of desperation.
“Come in and let us help you find that thinner person insiyou.” Read the sign over the door.
The entrance was ADA compliant and she was grateful for the gentle slope of the ramp. Clara was winded and red faced as she reached the door.
Inside was a cool clean office with large sized chairs in the waiting room.
A thin redhead woman at the desk looked up and smiled warmly.
“Clara?” She asked.
“Yes, I have an appointment.” Clara managed not to stutter even though her heart was beating like a drum.
Still smiling, the redhead introduced herself as Jane.” Do you need to sit? The technician is ready when you are, no rush, you are the only appointment for this hour.”
“No, I should go while I still have the nerve.” She told Jain with a nearly hysterical giggle.
As they walked to the backroom, jain said “ Don't worry, this process works. I went through it 4 years ago. I was 375 lbs at the time.”
Clara stopped in surprise, “ no way, can I ask what you weigh now?”
“ You can ask me anything dear, I am 110 pounds and have been for years.”
Jain opened a door “ Mark is inside and will take good care of you.”
Inside the office was not the sterile room she had expected. The gray carpet and wood paneling made it look like someone's home.
Mark was a tall white man with blonde hair who looked to be in his late 50’s. In a mellow voice he asked her to sit in a metal chair that was made for plus sized people.
As she said Mark spoke “ Please hold still a moment, the chair is taking your weight and other vitals.”
Ten seconds passed and the laptop on his desk pinged. “ How tall are you Clara?”
“5 foot 2, what do you mean vitals?”
“Oh, the chair has a scale as well as a heart and respiratory monitor.” Was the swift reply.
Mark opened a drawer in his desk and removed a black square of plastic about the size of his hand, maybe an inch thick.
As he was attaching a cord from it to his laptop he spoke.
“ You are here because you saw our ads of guaranteed permanent weight loss right?”
Clara blushed a deep red and said “Yes.” In a small voice.
“Don't be embarrassed,” Mark said, taking a box from a refrigerator. “ We are very serious about this, which is why if you do not lose at least 20% of the weight you want to in 30 days. We will refund twice your 500$ deposit back.”
He put a water bottle on the black pad, then added a clear liquid with an eye dropper. After putting the lid firmly on the of the bottle he began to tap at the keyboard.
“ A woman your height should weigh between 110 and 130 pounds. So you need to lose around 333 pounds, one fifth of that is about 66 pounds.”
Looking up he saw that the obese brunette was near tears, her brilliant blue eyes bloodshot.
“Please do not be upset,” Mark said earnestly, “ We are here to help. You will start losing weight the moment you drink this. You will never need another dose.”
Confusion stopped the imminent breakdown. “What? You expect me to believe you have a magical potion or something?”
Clara was starting to get mad; she hated being teased.
“Hear me out,” Mark said, holding up a hand. “There are nanobots in this bottle that will reprogram your body to burn more calories and curb your appetite. Your skin will become more elastic as you lose weight, the hanging skin will tighten up.”
“So, no post weight loss skin removal?” she asked in wonder, she could not believe it.
“None at all,” Mark assured her. “We are in the business of making life better. There is one side effect, you will find your sex drive improved by a lot. The nanites will also protect you from any diseases or cancer as well. And drugs and alcohol will no longer affect you. Some people consider that a bad side effect.”
Mark shook the bottle vigorously and set it down in front of her.
Clara looked at it with trepidation, “Will it hurt?”
“No, you will be hot and sweating for a few days, as your metabolism ramps up. You will be thirsty, but not overly hungry. You will no longer enjoy the taste of sugar, healthy food will taste devine.”
Clara had gotten to this point in her life due to poor impulse control, Swifty she opened the bottle and drank it down.
It tasted like clean spring water and she felt it start warming her stomach right away.
“Now what?” She asked.
Mark stood and smiled, “That's it, you will have a swift loss of weight in the next 24 hours. Expect it to be 40 pounds, after that you will lose 3 pounds a day for around 90 days. No matter what you do, you will no longer be able to over eat, you will have a compulsive need to exercise daily.”
Clara felt a little jolt of fear at this announcement, “I thought the drink was supposed to fix me?” In the back of her mind she wondered why she had not noticed just how handsome Mark was.
“You are fixed,” he said with a wide smile. “ Come see me in a few days, I have some special exercises to show you.”
Clara felt herself get wet as Mark's face gained a lecherous sneer. “ What?”
“Oh yes I am a chubby chaser though soon you will be model thin. But trust me men and some women will want you when you are too thin for me.”
Clara was flustered and slightly panicked and would have ran if she were able.i
Jain waved as she hurried out the door. “ Good luck sister, I hope to see you soon.” This was said as jain ran her own hand over her small breast and picked her lips.
Clara could hear her pulse in her ears as she struggled into the van. She was drenched in sweat, even with the AC on full her clothes and her seat were soaked by the time she got home.
Wild sexual images of Mark and Jain overwhelmed her as she retreated into her small apartment. Her pussy burned with need more than it had since she was a teenager.
In the last 10 years as she gained more and more weight. As a result men had no interest in her, and her stomach got in the way of masturbating.
Her only relief was from a dildo with a suction cup base. She grabbed it and went to the shower. As she let the water warm up she stuck the sex toy to the wall of the shower and stripped.
Her clothes were wet like she had just got out of a lake. Clara tossed them onto the floor and used the special handicap handles to climb in.
Years of living on her own with all the weight Clara had adapted and had long handled brushes for bathing.
She cleaned quickly, desperate to satisfy her needy pussy. Bent over, hands braces on the side of the shower Clara moved back to feel the top of the huge dildo at her opening.
Inch by inch she crammed the 10 inch rubber cock into her needy cunt. Within a few minutes she was slamming her 52 inch ass against the wall over and over. Orgasm after orgasm crashed over her, Clara lost all track of time until she released she was shivering from cold.
The hot water had run out, she shut the water off and continued to abuse her throbbing pussy.
Her hair hung around her face and her legs and arms began to burn from the unfamiliar exercise. Her breathing was fast and ragged, the cheeks of her ass were turning red like she was being spanked.
At last she collapsed into the tub with a shriek, the strongest orgasm of her life taking all her strength away. After she caught her breath Clara pushed herself up expecting pain from the fall. She felt fine, even her ass or pussy were not sore.
After a quick rinse to get the new sweat off, the water had had time to warm up, Clara went to the thing she hated most in her home.
The scale showed that she had lost 9 pounds, “ Now way,” she spoke aloud. “No, it must be wrong.” As she looked, another pound dropped off.
Clara went to the kitchen as was her lifelong habit, nothing in the fridge looked good to her at all. Except for the bottles of water, she snatched one out and drained it dry, and three more to boot.
She was horny again,” God is it going to be like this the whole time?”
Clara went back to the bathroom to fetch her dildo, returning to the kitchen she stuck its suction cup base to the wooden chair. She crammed her needy cunt down over it.
With her hands on the table and feet on the floor, she was able to rock back and forth. This put wonderful pressure on her g spot, soon her fluids had wet the chair. The air was filled with wet smacking sounds and she humped away at her silicone liver.
She lost count of the orgasms and drifted off to sleep face down on the table. Even in her sleep she rocked her hips back and forth cumming in her sleep
Every few hours she would come to as a powerful orgasmic shudder would shake her. But like a woman possessed she continued masturbating.
The room was bright with afternoon light before she came to her senses, a terrible thirst hurt her mouth and throat. She stood as the dildo slid out of her with a slurp.
Moisture beaded on the chair seat, a mis of sweat and pussy juice. Clara opened another bottle of water with shaking hands. After downing the tepid water she felt better and checked the time on her phone.
With a start she realized it was 2:00 pm Sunday! She has been masturbating since Friday.
With her heart pounding with bear panic Clara stumbled to the bathroom. She stepped on the scale like it was a land mine. 398 pounds, she could not believe it.
She looked in the mirror and could see her face was not puffed round from fat. Not thin of course, over the past few years she had hated her reflection. There had even been fat pads under her eyelids last week.
She used the toilet and the bidet, since she was still too big to wipe properly.
She put on a terry cloth robe and found that it closed all the way. In a daze she wandered back to the kitchen. The only food that looked good was some canned tuna. It tasted devine just as Mark promised.
The thought of the tall blonde man rekindled her libido. She reached down and rubbed her clit and stopped, it had been years since she could reach. She went back to her dildo and sat down on it with a content sigh.
In her mind she thought “ I will show him exercise.”
Over the next few hours she pounded up and down on the chair like she was trying to fuck it to death.
Cara called into work after a long sleepless night telling them she needed to use a few days of her vacation time.
Every minute that she was not in the shower, eating a light snack, or simply passed out with exhaustion. Was spent watching porn, reading porn, and or masturbating like she was trying to break her pussy.
By Friday she had lost 35 more pounds. She ate nothing but protein, and drank only water, and fucked her self silly.
At 363 pounds she was smaller than she had been in years. Her knees felt better. She had to put a new hole in her belt just to keep her pants on.
Clara was so wet and horny that she had to put a pad in her panties. She had to change them 4 times that tuesday.
Several people at work had complimented her on her new look.
She found herself masturbating in the bathroom stall anytime she had to go pee. She had more energy than ever before and caught up on all her work that had piled up by the end of day.
On her way to the van she had to stop and hitch up her pants the belt was too loose!
In the car she noticed that her tits were more firm than ever and uncomfortable in her bra. She had to open the front clasp. The moving cloth rubbed her nipples without mercy all the way home.
At home her pants and seat were soaking wet she had to hold her belt up with both hands. Once inside she just let her pants and panties fall to the floor.
Her shirt fit like a tent in fear she went to the bathroom and got on the scale.
320 pounds,” No way,” she whispered. “There is no way I lost 40 pounds today.”
She pulled off her top and the bra. Her saggy tits were perky and round now, probably a C cup.
The mirror showed her even more unbelievable things, her stomach had hung down like an apron for years so low she had not been able to see her pussy.
Her stomach was still large and stuck out to the point she could not see her feet without bending over.
Her hand crept down and she began to rub her clit. The lust was eating her alive and she could not hold back. She had to put her hand on the sink vanity as the quick orgasm came and went.
When she caught her breath she atto again and looked at the scale.
318
Ice clawed at her heart she ran to the kitchen, ran? She had not been able to run since she was 13.
She dialed the clinic and Jane answered on the second ring. Before the receptionist could go through her salutations Clara ran over her.
“ I need help. I am losing weight much too fast, faster than 3 pounds a day. I lost 40 lbs today. I am terrified!”
“ Now, now calm down Clara. Came the calm voice. “We have had several calls today, the R&D team made a software update. They found that sexual tension makes a huge difference in weight loss.”
Clara was speechless, and hit by another wave of lust that made her moan.
“ I see you are enjoying the affect dear,” said the redhead on the phone. “ I am about to go off the clock so you want me to come by and give you a helping hand?”
“What? What do you mean?”
“ Don't be coy dear. I like women of your size and would love to enjoy you until you are smaller. After that you will have no end of interested partners. I could bring Mark too.” She said, her voice low and husky.
“Yes, yes God anything.” Clara begged. The phone disconnected as she fell to her knees rubbing her clit with fury.