The Clinic 2 FINAL (Patreon)

Part 3: Sailing Away

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David hadn’t left his spot. Immobilized by his own fat clogged heart he was stationary like a boulder. However, with the added morphine button Doctor Death had installed David was going on more trips than he ever thought.

His round grabby hands grasped handfuls of himself. This was exactly what he wanted, deep down.

All this fat, all this blubber, and adipose. He jiggled himself and savored it as much as he could, taking deep breaths through the tube in his nose.

“Such a fat hog,” David mumbled, slapping his gut and watching his blubber ripple across his expanse. It was all so erotic. Eating himself to death and transforming his body into this 800 pound blob. A gluttonous little boy had grown to a fat man and was now in such a state his fat was killing him.

His thick thumb pressed the button and gasped out in the most satisfying way.

“nnng-Ahhhhh”

“Hehehe,” David giggled to himself while he shook his fat, watching his flesh move in waves and making sounds of clapping and slapping. He could watch himself undulate and shake like jello for hours, especially as high as he felt floating down the stream of time.

It was so utterly perfect.

The door opened and Jasmine came in pushing a cart carrying two baskets of nachos and french fries coated in molten cheese and savory chili.

“How are you feeling Mr. Davis?”

David could only give a slurring incoherent giggle of a response. From his perspective the light shining through the window of his room emphasized Jasmine’s long hair and her blue eyes.

“You’re so charming,” Jasmine chuckled at David who could only smile dumbly. Jasmine sat down and reached over, shaking David’s belly blubber with her palm she coos to him like a dog, “Are you ready for some goodies? Huh? Are you?”

David instinctively opened his mouth and Jasmine put a drenched nacho into it.

“That's the good thing about finger food, it makes feeding a lot more fun for me.”

David passively chewed and swallowed.

“You’re eating slower. That's to be expected, I guess that means I’ll get to enjoy this even longer.”

David ate and ate and while his speed had been reduced since his heart attack his appetite had not. His innate gluttonous Texan nature had been overnourished and overfed in indulgence since his stay at the clinic, no matter how bad he felt nothing could stop his hungry rumbling gut such was David’s insatiable appetite.

“Nnnah,” David grunted, taking bigger bites to Jasmine’s delight.

“What a good boy!” Jasmine praised his gluttony while feeding him more nachos and fries. “I’m hoping we can get you to a half ton before you die. With the way your appetite is I’m certain we’ll get you there. All we need from you is to continue snacking on danger and dining on death.”

David’s lips sucked Jasmine’s fingers clean of cheese and salt, he was eager for more,

“You’ve been a fatty your whole life haven’t you?”

David nodded his head.

“Aw, that’s cute. Just think,” Jasmine grasped a big handful of flesh, “You’ve accumulated over 800 pounds of heavy soft lard in such a short time. Thirty seven and nearly a half ton.”

David ate more food from Jasmine’s fingers while she continued to stroke and pat and jiggle David’s flab. “It's such a turn on, all this...fat.” She carnally moaned and took a long lick up David’s mountain of belly fat and towards his massive moobs where she kissed each of his nipples before moving to his lips to give him a deep passionate kiss, tasting the salt on his lips.

David moaned around the kiss and Jasmine broke it, chuckling, “Heh, you’re absolutely right, we need to keep you eating. I’m going to go speak with the Doctor.”

When Jasmine got up David said “Before you go, can I have a cigarette?”

Jasmine, who had been caught up in her thought, giggled “Heheh, oh yes. I’m sorry, I forgot to ask if you needed anything else.” Jasmine rolled David a fresh cigarette full of tobacco and put it in his mouth, giving him a light.

“There now,” Jasmine said, pleased as punch watching David smoke, “If you need anything else don’t hesitate to call...of course if your heart crashes we’ll be right in. So just relax, you’re on borrowed time after all.”

Jasmine kissed David’s cheek and left. With a cigarette dangling from his mouth he hit the morphine button and inhaled deeply, blowing out smoke like a chimney. A pleasurable existence living life merrily like a dream.

Doctor Death came into David’s room with two nurse’s pushing in a tank and a long hose. “Jasmine brought to my attention that you are not gaining fast enough. I agree with her assessment. That is why this machine will tube feed you this chocolate drink I have created. It will pump you full of calories to ensure rapid fat production.”

Doctor Death put on gloves and explored David’s stupendous abundance of fat rolls. “Yes, the staff are getting antsy. They all want to see you reach a half ton before your heart gives out.” the Doctor explained while groping big handfuls of David’s flab. “Won’t that be nice? It’ll be quite the final experience for you.”

David could only moan in pleasure at the news.

“Mmmm...I feel like I’m in a dream.”

“Life is but a dream, is it not?”

“I don’t know. Is that what I’m going to find out?”

“What is on the other side of the gulf of death.”

It’s coming, David feels. The long awaited destination. As the Doctor attached the hose to him and turned it on all David could do was drink, The chocolate substance flowed into him and all David had to do was swallow and grow.

The nurses were all over the moon at David’s continued growth.

“Aren’t I smart?” Jasmine bragged while helping Jesse and Mel lift David’s monstrous belly into a sling. “Less talking and more working Jasmine” Jesse grunted, David’s increasingly whale sized collection of blubber was too much for three super fit nurses. David himself was panting while doing absolutely nothing, the mere act of other people manipulating his body was enough to wear the cow of a fat man out.

The girls heaved and managed to fit David’s collection of adipose blubber into the slug which groaned from above.

Mel brushed her brow of sweat, “God, lifting all that lard is such a pain in the ass.” She slapped your huge sinful gut and winced at the ripple of liquid fat that went through David’s belly from that one slap.

Mel patted the small of her back, sore and aching from having to lift David’s monster of a gut. She grinned while looking over the expanse of David's blubbery body and bent over once more to kiss him, pushing her tongue in. Jesse and Jasmine held Davids cock up with both hands and kisses hit all over, their soft lips massaging up David’s shaft slowly.

Mel continued to make out with David, her kisses soft and tender, her tongue warm and wet. Her hands would grasp and grope handfuls of fat wherever she could and she would loudly moan at the soft spongy blubber and how great it felt.

David’s heart was racing and the chest pain soon followed. “Hnngggg,” David groaned around Mel’s kisses. Mel cummed in her panties at hearing David’s moan of despair. She looked at the heart reading and grasped the feeding tube, shoving it in his mouth. David would swallow and swallow despite the pain her was in. His vision blurred and he was sweating buckets.

He glanced over to his side to see Doctor Death watching.

“Owakare.”

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“Where am I?”

David waddled alone by himself in a void of nothingness. His deformed blubbery soul matched the body he had left on earth. Unbound by such things like gravity he could move himself far easier, his belly dragged on the floor as he moved.

Floor, ground, it made no difference when there was nothing to be seen.

“I’m so hungry…”

Suddenly before he knew what hit him a voice that sounded like the feeling of youth of innocence and the feelings of utter bliss and joy and happiness washed over him.

“I do not know this wicked blob. Depart from me.”

The weight of David’s body pulled him down through the void as he fell down through time and space and the cosmic heavens falling down into a valley of fire and thorn bushes blooming black roses.

David’s fat soul landed in the bushes but strangely did not yell out in pain as black thorns cut into his pasty body. He could see the lake of fire beyond the thorns. Suddenly the thorns parted and David came unloose, landing on his soft ass that sent him jiggling all over, a few specks of yellow fat being flung out of his cuts.

The prickly bushes revealed a beautiful woman in a form fitting red dress. She had ample curves, a sizable buttocks and an impressive cleavage. Her long hair hid half of her face as she approached you.

“Welcome to Hell. David. Ordinarily you would be rotting in that lake of fire, but you lived such a life that your soul has become the single embodiment of a single sin. You are the sin of gluttony. I am the sin of Pride.”

She smirked before extending a single hand.

“But you can call me Lucifer.”

The End