Centauress comes to town
the same 'world as 'Clean up' series.
Debra get's off the transport and helps unload her few boxes of posessions, then looks at the house that is now her home as it drives away. While she moves the boxes inside and then starts putting things away, she remembers the last few years. learning some computer skills and being chosen to live with humans with the plan of showing that taurs are much more than intelligent farm animals. she hooks up her computer and smiles as she has access to the web. She sends an email to the company she'll be working for to let them know she will be in on Monday.
She looks out into the backyard. This being a new housing developement so all have a fair size back yard with a fence. She wonders who he neighbors are because with her height, she can easily look over the fence. On one side the fense is higher and she can smell the water of a pool. On the other side, there is a small building and she can smell smoke and meat aromas. "Looks like some one cares for meat." She goes back inside, leaving the twin sliding doors partly open because of the comfortable temperature. She turns on the TV for background noise as she puts her limited clothing away in her bedroom.
She takes a break and flips through the channels. She stops on one that seems to have a human male talking of how to prepare all kinds of meats. She does have food here and had planned to stay mostly vegitarian diet, but can't help licking her lips. "Easy Debra, but it does look good." She wonders though her small home, the doorways had been made for the width of a taur, though the ceiling is still for humans and she knows that a ceiling fan would be dangerous for her.
A beep tells her a message has come through and she checks to see it's from the research company that hired her. They are glad she made it and included the first report for her to work on. They say they are trying out more of their employees working from home to save office space.
Debra looks over the notes and graphs, mentally forming a concise report. "I hope it's all new people and not just because I'm a taur. But it also means that I can be a bit more relaxed." She gets to work. actually hoping that she can work from home.
She hears a vehicle pull up to the home with the smoke house and plans to go introduce herself when she gets to a good stoping point.
She's jarred out of her concentration when there's a knock at her back door.
There's a gentle male voice she thinks she recognizes. "Hello. I'm Ben, one of your neighbors."
She easily gets to her hooves and steps out of her work room to where she can see the back doors. She's surprised when it's the man from the food channel. "Hello, I'm Debra." She had been ready for him to do anything from freeze in shock or run. But he actually smiles.
"Good to meet you." He cames in with a big box that smells wounderfull. He puts it on the table, along with a flyer. "I'm having a barbeque this weekend for some friends and neighbors so you're invited of course."
She smiles, amazed that her first contact is very plesant. "Oh I'm certain I can. It's wonderful to meet you." She pauses a moment, realizing he is looking her over but can't tell what's behind that. "Didn't I see you on TV today?" She strokes her slightly plump belly and see his eyes follows every motion.
Ben blushes some. "Yes, I do the Barbeque and you. I can't believe how successful it is and I'm always looking for new methods and recepies." Maybe there's some you could share with me?" He nudges the box. "Some of the foods from the show. Always make a lot wih the retakes. Even when sharing with the audience. You can put them in the fridge, but they're best nice and warm."
Debra had been smelling them, trying not to drool. "Oh I have some work to finish before I'll eat but I bet they're delicious." She smiles as he seems to be wanting to ask something, but can't decide to.
He almost has to shake his head to get his eyes off of her. "Well enjoy. I know how important it is to get work done before pleasure. Maybe we can chat later or tomorrow."
Debra smiles, part of her would love to give him a hug, but knows that most humans aren't as much into that type of contact without really knowing each other. "Oh I'm certain we will. I might even be working from home."
Ben smiles, "Later then." He almost bumps into the door, but manages not to look too clumsy as he leaves. She hadn't noticed that there is a gate between her home and his. As he goes into his yard, he checks on the smoke house and equipment he'll be using this weekend. He had heard all kinds of rumors about taurs that he doesn't care about. But the one woman that worked with him had told him some of 'meatmares', certain centaurs that are specially fattened to be sold as meat. very rare and he had to promise not to tell any one. When he was looking at her, he was thinking of her fattened up and how he might prepare each cut.
Debra struggles to get back to her report, the smell of honey, barbeque and various spices clawing for her attention, but she does manage to finish the part she wanted to. Not sure what is in the box, she fills a large glass with milk and then opens the box. The delicious heady aromas grab her like she was afraid they might. the ribs are thick with meat and she doesn't know that he leaves the fat on to keep the juices and that most slice that off before consuming them. there's some large rolls that seem to be there to soak up any juices and are doing that very well. She takes one, very large for people, but to her, it's just right. She has to bite into it carefully so she doesn't lose a drop. With the first bites, she knows that her fears were right as she gulps down the roll and then takes a rib. She knows she can't do this where people can see her. She actually shoves the entrie rib into her mouth and as she pulls the bone out, her teeth strip the fat meat away. She had planned to chew. but seeing all that remains, she simply swallows and attacks the meat and rolls with a passion.
Before she realizes it, she's looking at an empty box as she licks the sauce from her lips and feels the warmth as the last slides into her stomach. "Uurrp I sure hope I can control my self this weekend. I'd hate for his guests to see a mare out of control." But she smiles, still tasting it all and hoping now that she can work from home. With him as a neighbor, she's expecting to put on some weight. Though it's not that late, she decides to call it a night and lies down. The flavors still in her mind as she wonders about what questions he couldn't ask her.
Ben is back in his kitchen, thinking over tomorrow's show and the centauress. He has no idea that the twenty pounds of meat he dropped off is gone already and filling a taur tummy. He gets everything ready and looks at his menu for the weekend barbeque. Uaually he makes a bit too much. But with her there, he'd love to challenge her to not have any leftovers. Tired from a long day, yet elighted from meeting his new neighbor, he manages to get to sleep.
Debra gets to work on doing reports and is actually glad to be doing them from home. Her superior admits the problem of the office not being set up for taurs and admires the way she can take a pile of notes and turn it into a report that anyone can read.
Debra has set her self a schedule to work within. If she just works as reports are sent to her, she might be doing more of them and lower the quality. She's surprised that her neighbor hasn't dropped by with more, but is releived because she knows she'll gain a bit this weekend. He family kept her ability as a clean up taur secret because businesses needing them, would send a message to other places not to hire her. She munches a simple lunch. It's as much as she had had with her herd. but nothing tastes as delicious as those ribs.
Ben has wanted to stop by, but he needs to make this barbeque better than any he's ever had. He has a list of every one that is coming and has plenty of food for them. He guesses that she could handle a hundred pound a day, then decides on three hundred, hoping that she might have hidded clean crew abilities.
Debra has her windows open because she prefers fresh air over air conditioned. But some time on Friday morning, she starts to smell more delicious foods and has to concentrate to get the last report of the week done. Once she's double checked and sent it on, She eats some of her foods, though they taste like cardboard compared to what she smells.
Ben had already started on getting meats in the smoke house. he believes in low and slow and most have to agree. He's working in his kitchen and glances to her home. He sees her looking out toward the backyard and smiles slyly. He starts on one of his well loved noodle dishes, but in huge party size. He sets a fan to blow the aroma toward her. It takes almost an hour before he has piles of thick noodles in a thick sauce and chunks of beef on several platters. Then he calls Debra on the phone. "Hey Debra, it's your neighbor Ben. It seems I made a bit more than I planned while cooking. Would you like some? It's beef fried noddles asian style. I can get it packed up and bring it over."
Debra tries to resist, but she's been smelling it and her stomach gurggles, insisting she give in. "Oh my, you don't want that to spoil my appetite for the weekend. But I admit I haven't fixed myself dinner yet so sure thing, you want me to come over?"
Ben replies, "I know you've been working hard so I'd be happy to drop it off on your porch. If you've got time to come over that would wounderfull. Just come in the sliding doors."
She gulps as she can smell the cooking from inside her home." I'll be right over, thanks." She hangs up and tries to take her time, but the memory of those ribs a few days ago make her lick her lips.
Her yard is large and empty, while his has a large smookehouse, a couple of fire pits and a storage building where foods are kept, including a large walk in cooler. The large ranch home has a style like her's and she can see the big back doors open to the kitchen with a serving and eating counter all set up. There's two silver pans with a mountan of food. THe beef and fried noodles smell wonderfull. Debra comes in through the gates and almost passes out from the delicious aromas, She looks inside and hopes that that isn't all for her, though her stomach begins to gurgle as it's hoping for it all." She taps on the door, "Hello Ben?
"Come in!" He calls from the kitchen, setting another plate down and a big pot of tea. He smiles as he watches her walk in, though he isn't sure, but he thinks she may be a few pounds plumper. "Thanks for coming over. I guess I was thinking for tomorrow." He waves to a padded area, obviously he had checked on what taurs use for furnature..
She smiles as she comes in, the sliding doors more than wide enough for her. "So you have a little extra you need me to take care of?"
He laughs as he looks her over. He's in nice slacks and a shirt with his apron over it. "Just a little, home made noodles I was trying out ended up with way to much" He shrugs, "Thanks for coming by to help me work on it. He pours some tea. The huge silver trays of the mountain of noodles rises right in front of her.
She smiles . "It's nice to have a neighbor that doesn't seem bothered about a centaur moving in. It looks like I'm going to be able to work from home." She settles her plump haunches down and looks at the delicious loaded table.
Ben acts surprised, "Really? Who would be bothered by that. I'm lucky to get such a nice neighbor. Last old lady was rather mean to every one." He makes a plate for you with some pounds filling it up from the pile. And make's his own much smaller plate. He leaving the tongs near by, tempting her. "Why would it be hard to get to work?"
She digs in, unable to resist. "Mmm as delicious as it smells." She tries not to start shoveling it in, taking her time as well as she can. "I hope your show is doing well." She doesn't realize that you gave her a serving fork as she eats hungrily. "Getting to work wouldn't be a problem. I'm thinking they would need to make changes for a tuar's physiology."
He smiles, "It's doing well enough. " He smiles while watching you chew, just nibbling his own plate as his eye's are mostly watching your pile disappearing. He slips more on with the serving tongs a couple times before just leaving them sitting by your hand.
She's now really eating, tasting every mouthful. Then she's swallowing mouthfuls as if she just needs to empty the platter, She licks her lips as more and more slide down her gullet, filling her tummy then making it stretch a little.
Ben is loving the show. Wondering if some of the things he read are true and wishing he knew this mare well enough to sit closer.. He just slides over a gallon jar of a thick sauce he made. Nothing he would use himself as its too fattening but he doesn't tell her.
Though all of this is so delicious, the smell of the sauce makes her unable to resist, She pours a small amount on a fork full and savors "Mmmm and I thought it couldn't taste better." she smiles and puts some on her next fork full, not realizing 24 pounds are already in her stomach.
Ben smiles, "That's great to hear, I love cooking and tend to make a little too much" He jokes, glancing down to her taur belly now and then, catching it fill and hang lower on your body.
She giggles "You call this a little too much?" Without thinking she pours a bit more of the sauce on the meat remaining on her platter. She starts to wonder what he may know of centaurs.
He nods, "Just a bit. When I'm on the job, I always make a lot with all the takes things need. Give the extra's away. Make's me happy when some one enjoys it." He half whispers, "or comes over to my place and stuff herself."
She can't resist smiling at that comment. "Are you hoping I'll stuff myself tomorrow?" She doesn't realize how much she's eaten or that the new sauce has her eating faster.
Ben blushes, "I would be quite happy even if you just show up." He says refilling the tea. "Of course if you want to stuff yourself, you're more then welcome to. Can have as much as you want. Hope you don't mind me watching" He teases, "I love it when my cooking is enjoyed"
She giggles as she eats, not realizing how much is already in her, "So what else do you do besides cooking? I take it there's no miss?" She starts shoveling the rest of it in, not feeling the added weight of her meal.
He watches that pile disappearing for a moment.. before snapping out of it. "Who? Oh, no nothing like that. I have a couple of restaurant setup but spend most of the time working on the show. I can't complain. I make enough to live nice"
She smiles as she works on emptying the platter. finally finishing it off "Mmm I hope that you aren't planing on me finishing off what's left after the weekend." She licks her lips as she cleans the sauce from her plump lips.
He blinks and wonders if she notices just how much that was.. It started as 50lbs of noodles before he mixed them up.. Then the frying and all the meat and sauce.. it's quite impressive. He adjusts himself on the seat to hide how watching that effected him. "Hah, even the appetizers I'm cooking up are going to be more then that little pile you finished up. So I hope you can enjoy as much as you want. If you eat all it would just make me rather happy."
He want's to hide after he admits that, but she takes one of his hands and moves it to her rounder taur tummy. She whispers sensually. "Now that I ate all of that for you, what were the questions you wanted to ask?"
He can't believe that she wants him closer. With a little encouragement from her, he's soon massaging, then kneading her bulging taur belly. "Most of what I've heard is just rumors, but owning two restaurants I..." he looks up to her smiling face. "Are you a clean up mare?" Some how he doesn't feel as ashamed to ask as he did to even think it a few nights ago.
Debra can't resist playing with him a moment. She urrpps quietly "Oh excuse me, but all of that was so delicious," Then she thinks on what you said. "That was an appetizer? My goodness you can't be thinking of me eating more than that tomorrow." But you can see her inhaling the cooking aromas, and her plump breasts moving as she inhales deeper. Then she whispers, "yes. The reason many of us keep it a secret is, there are many places that want one of our kind and most of us don't want to end up as fat garbage disposals. I know that you think we are treated well, and many are. But few stallions are interested in a mare that obese."
"I discovered my ability after I was training to do work on reports. I did visit two Clean Up Mares, claiming to be a relative. The first was at a very fancy restaurant and was only a little plump. She did say that the foods she got were delicious but that any stallion that friends had sent her way, they just weren't interested. She was friends with a few of the house keeping staff for the connected hotel, but that was it.
While she was talking, he continued to caress her taur belly, feeling her fat and her round stomach.
She smiles as he shows his attention to her as he listens. "When I met the other one, it's a good thing none of the staff were near, or they would have known something was up. I had expected her to be some what fat, but she was like three times my weight. She moved back so I could come in and shut the door. She was very friendly and admitted that she was probably eating more than she had to. But she did have a mate and he loved her growing more and more. She told me things that she had to learn on her own and hoped that I could keep my ability a secret, but if I was discovered, she'd do what she could to help me adjust." When I left, she gave me a box of various sized clothes she had outgrown." She giggles, "I guess I might need to check some out soon."
Ben is now hugging her body. one ear against her round side so he can listen to her stomach churning and gurgling. "Well I sure won't tell anyone. But don't you have a choice? Taurs do have rights."
She nods, a bit sad for a moment. "There will be places that will offer money to my herd and I have heard of some taurs simply go missing. That's why I want to be working so much, and doing it from home, few will notice if I pack on a few pounds," She smiles and whispers to him, "or a few hundred."
Ben hugs her close, in an effort to assure her he won't tell anyone. "Well you just eat what you want this weekend." He stands and moves in front of her.
She smiles, "I think we both need to get some sleep." She looks at what he has been preparing and urrpps quietly "Oh excuse me." Then she thinks on what you said before she explained about Clean Up Mares. "That was an appetizer? My goodness you can't be thinking of me eating more than that tomorrow." But you can see her inhaling the cooking aromas, and her plump breasts moving as she inhales deeper. "I should let you finish preparing the barbeque then. I don't think this will spoil my appetite."
Ben is still lost in what she had told him, he tries to imagine the second mare and realizes that many of the pictures that he saw might have been real. "I'll leave it up to you how much you eat."
She blushes and strokes her taur belly, not realizing it's increase in size. "Well I hope my stomach doesn't demand too much. Working at home means no one at work will see me going from being a plump young mare into a big fat one." She struggles to her hooves and you watch her sagging taur belly sway a little, but she doesn't seem to notice. "So I'll see you tomorrow then.
He walks her to the door, brushing up against her flanks softly. "Have a good night. Hope you enjoyed every thing." He waves as she go and leaves the back door open to air out the kitchen. Since her hearing is a few times better then his you can tell he's cleaning up the kitchen but you do catch him talking to himself. "Well damn, didn't get to ask her what those meat taur rumors are.. Or how that one on the internet could swallow a whole pig."
She smiles, feeling him brush against her, she wonders about him, not thinking she might be a touch wider. The foods make her more relaxed and she thinks that she misheard him. She gets out the box of larger clothes and gets a large blouse with enough material that she can forgo a bra. She smiles, "Better giving them room to grow." The fullness of her belly makes her decide to call it an early night. It's warm enough that she leaves her window open, the aromas give her dreams of huge bbq's and then having trouble getting home.
As she drifts to sleep, she wonders what could happen if others know her abilities. It's not her herd being paid off. But the company she's working for. They could give her a pink slip and she'd have no choice. She smiles as she remembers Ben caressing her and wonders if his restaurants could afford her. Finally she drifts to sleep. The aromas wafting in though her open windows.
Most of the night she sleeps deep. Her digestive systems needing a lot of blood to work and carry the nutrients through out her body to be stored as fat. but her ability also has her bones and muscles strengthen.
Early in the morning, she finally has it all digested and dreams. She wakes to the delicious aromas. She gets up and walks outside. The sun is just starting to light the yard and Ben waves for her to come into his kitchen. She smiles and comes in. Not realizing that she's fifty pounds heavier as his eyes seems transfixed by her form. "So enough time for breakfast?" As she comes into the kitchen. she sees the HUGE platter that is on some kind of a lift. It's the same Asian noodles, beef and so much of the sauce, she wonders why it isn't spilling out everywhere."
Ben smiles as he touches the controls. "Can't take time like last night, but I know you'll love it." The platter moves up to her mouth and then begins to tip.
She can't resist and opens her mouth wide, the end of it seems to nudge into her mouth and then a landslide of deliciousness begins to pour into her. She takes large gulps, some how keeping up as her mind is in shock at how much there is. she hadn't thought of this much all weekend and he's wanting her to take in all of this just for breakfast.
Ben set the control to automatic so he can knead her swelling growing taur belly. "My dear, you get all of this in and then you'll be ready for the real barbeque. I don't know how much you can eat over the weekend but we'll both know by Sunday night."
She can actually feel her taur belly swell wider and lower. By the time over two hundred pounds are in her, she can feel herself fattening. She worries that she'll barely be able to waddle as she keeps eating and if he intends to use this rig to dump more and more into her. Making her a living garbage disposal, too fat to do anything but eat. Finally the last of the mountain of fattening pasta slides into her mouth and she releases a large belch.
Debra shakes her head as she realizes this was all a dream. she feels her human tummy, then breasts and find some more fat, but only what should be there from last night's feast. She changes into the blouse she chose and is glad it fits well with some room to grow. She takes some steps around her home to get accustomed to her new weight then goes out as she can hear Ben doing something. "Morning Ben, everything getting ready?"
Ben had started early, setting out all kinds of meats to prep and get cooking.. The smell of wood and spices is filling the air as his pits are started and the smokerhas been going all night long. As she peaked over into the back yard at any time its easy to see him setting up. Or putting a slabs of meat into the smoke house. It appears like he's cooking for a lot of people.
His distracted by seeing her. Though her blouse is looser, his knowledge of meat animals helps him see every where she has filled out. "Ahh good morning, I have to start early so I already had breakfast. But I have yours all ready."
She smiles, savoring the aromas and knowing that dream was just that. "Anything I can do to help?"
His eyes catch your heavy top bouncing slowly as you get closer, earning quite the smile from him. "Well I still have a lot of prep work left. But if you can drag some wood chip bags out from the shed, I'll put some breakfast up for you." He says while fliping slabs of bacon on the grill. With the grease trap under it catching and filling up with its potent load.
"Sure thing." She goes over and brings the sacks he direct her too. The smells are wonderful, and just being around these foods is wonderful. "So when did you find you loved doing this kind of work?" She's looking all around, but also watching him work.
Ben works smoothly, "Oh you know, grew up helping my mom in the kitchen then helping grandma, learning the old styles." (he tries to remember anything Grandma would have told him about mares..) He sets a steaming, smoky pile of bacon to the side as he checks the other ones. "Was working on opening my own place when cooking suddenly became a hit on tv. So am I a celebrity or my foods?" He teases, watching your top sway and strain when you bend over. "What about you? I haven't heard of taurs using computers."
She smiles as she gets the sack you want to the pit, able to lift 50 pounds easier than most people, but she's not much stronger. "Only a few in my herd went much beyond farming. But a cousin came back and helped train several of us. I'm going to be helping in cleaning reports up so they can be put online."
He nods as she pours some of the wood chips carefully into the pit so the flames don't jump up. "Tech job? Sounds great, So how big was your herd?" He hmmm's while cooking. Leaving the bacon going to prep other things. Piles of spuds and veggies but what you notice more then anything is all the meat around.
She steps back and watches. "Oh only about 20 to 30, depending on the season. Often some would come back to help with harvesting." She sneaks a piece of bacon, savoring it's taste. "I guess like small villages of people in the 1800's."
He smiles. "Oh, that must make dating interesting" There's a smile when you try the bacon that's thick cut and peppery. "Oh I did promise you breakfast. Have it about all ready."
Debra is almost afraid how much he's prepared, but her stomach gurggles in anticipation. "Well, can we say arranged marriages. But with ones like me moving to the city." She seems hesitant about that. "I'd think a TV star would have lots of girls around him."
Ben smiles as she enters. He seems intent on preparing quite a lot but talks while he works. "From cooking?" He seems amused, "Well I got some fans but nothing's come of it that way." He sets another slab of bacon to the side drawing your eyes to the piles forming. You miss him smile as he drains the fat pans into a large continer he take's with him. "Just be a moment, take a seat" he says while heading into the kitchen and out of sight, you can hear a mixer and a few things going while he's prepping your breakfast.
She nods. "Guess I wasn't thinking that way." she nods and looks around where she should sit, she grabs another slice then finds a place at one of the tables where you didn't put a chair, not realizing how much room you left for her. "So when will others arrive? I feel so, honored just sitting here and you working."
"Later!" He call from the kitchen in betwen trays moving. After a moment he comes out with a ten pound bowl of steamy eggs and ham. And a pitcher of creamy looking shake, that he sets down in front of you. "Normally people start showing up around lunch ish and come by all day." He then shoves the piles of bacon next to you and moves off to prep other things. What she doesn't know is the shake is cream, bacon-fat and other flavorings,
Debra smiles, trying not to just dig in. "Mmmm All of this for breakfast? I won't be hungry for lunch." But she grabs the serving fork you left for her and digs in. The eggs are creamy and slide down. She does try to chomp into the ham and only swallows bites of it, but it's also disappearing between her lips. She glances for a glass, then thinks you have the pitcher for her and takes a few gulps. "Mmm it's all so delicious, She licks her shake mustache off and resumes eating her eggs and ham. She tries not to worry how delicious it all is and you won't just keep foods before her. "Are you hoping to fill me up so you have food for the others?" She continues to eat.
Ben has quite the view from behind you as he's putting the huge roasts over the fire pits as he piles spuds into huge pots to boil by the open fire.. after another look your way, he adds another huge bag.
She moves so she can eat and watch. Looking at all of the foods making her not even think of what all she's eating, She's not half done when she drains the pitcher. "I guess if a woman did fall for you, she'll be filling out a lot." She doesn't think as she also gulps some strips of bacon.
Ben smiles to her, "Oh? Who doesn't love a lady with curves" He teases," I wouldn't mind finding some one who enjoyed eating and my cooking.. I guess I'm a bit into smart lady with a lot up top" He chugs some water and wipes his brow off from setting up racks of meat on the fire pits then notices your drink gone.. He blinks in surprised at that and you watch his eye's track down to your middle before he refills your pitcher.
She grins as she sees him giving her a look over, like most centaurs, she has a tendency to have a bit more breast and her's were bigger than average before last night. "Thanks, guess this food makes me thirsty and that's delicious." She doesn't realize that bacon grease is one of the main ingredients in it. She has been watching you work, not realizing you're only drinking water.
"Happy your enjoying it," He smiles and takes the picher for a refill, nudging another tray of bacon closer. The sounds of his cooking in the kitchen and setting more things up is oddly relaxing. When he turns some music on the backyard speakers its just more so. After a while he comes out with another pitcher for you, and a big bowl of fruit. It would be down right healthy if ever piece wasn't covered in a thick frosted cream.
She still has some of her ham and eggs to eat, but she starts grabbing some large slices of bacon as she continues to eat, swallowing them down whole. "So what do you do beside cooking?" She takes a gulp from the refilled pitcher and has some fruit.
He smiles, moving close to caress her heavy taur belly, he can see it's swelling, even though she hasn't noticed. "Hey cooking's hard work," He laughs, "So is working on the show, and checking in on the restaurants I own. I do some reading and game's in my free time." He shrugs.. Setting up kegs of beer and drinks. While only having some cold water himself.
She keeps munching away, gulping down the creamed covered fruits for something sweet. she's already put away 25 pounds of her breakfast and doen't seem to be slowing down a bit. You can even see she's starting to put a dent in the bacon platter. "I guess you do have a lot of work to do. Now I'm away from my herd, I have some time of my own.
"Are you enjoying the quiet?" Ben asks, Pausing in his chopping. "Was in a big family myself, drastically out numbered by the women in it. Was nice to get away and get my own place. Even though I love to visit" He smiles, getting back to trimming a huge roast for the smoker. You notice he doesn't lop off any fat from any of the cuts of meat.
She grins and pauses her munching. "It's all delicious. I guess with others coming it won't be bad if I get filled up now and just nibble while others are eating.. "My family was a sister and two brothers. I'm the only one that left the herd so far. I think one brother has been checking out a young mare in a nearby herd.
Ben glances to the clock, "I guess they'll show up when ever, I still got lots to cook so don't hold back." He smiles, "Really? I wounder what boys in herds think is attractive" He wonders while watching you eat in between setting up more things on the fires and smokers. The smells getting heavy and wonderful.
Debra swallows a large chunk of bacon. "Lots to cook? With all that's here already?" But she picks up her pace of eating without realizing it and the platter of bacon is diminishing rapidly. "So you learned to cook from them? Or was this something you learned elsewhere.
"Ya, learned to cook from the family, then went to school for it.. You'll be suprised at how much you have to learn for this." He smiles, looking at the spreads he has cooking. And he knows you have no idea what's in the smoker.. "So what do the other guys in your heard look for in a mare?" He asks casually
She continues to eat while she watches you. "Well more often it's how well she can care for the barn, cook and have a sturdy body for carrying foals." I guess I got out before one of them got interested in me." She finishes the eggs and ham but is still eating the bacon and fruits.
He looks curious, "Huh, really? Not how cute they are, or smart?" He hmm's while sliding a spiced chunk of meat your way looking well smoked and smelling delicious. "Or how well they fill out a top?" His not sure how to ask how they like huge heavy middle growing out as he looks at yours.
She grins as he's looking at her full top, Knowing that no one else is here, She playfully heft them. "Oh by the second foal, these would be at least twice as big and heavy." Without thinking, she takes the meat and proceeds to devour it."
"Woah, sounds like something to see." He grins, "How about heavy middles that fill out, or big flanks?" He teases, watching you chow down more of the meats as he eases more to you.
She gets to her hooves, being playful as no one is here "The only time most of them like a large middle is when it's HEAVY with their foal. Though there's few mares that do end up with a good bit of their own weight after a pregnancy or two. I have heard of some that put on weight without that.
He watches your rear rise up, and your middle rock softly with the food in it and how your large breasts billow. Taking a swallow of water to recover, as he pauses in choping for a moment. "Do some enjoy that?" He sounds curious about mares putting on weight and uses breeding to stay huge. "Rumors don't really explain much.."
She giggles, "Enjoy what" But she smiles to you as she settles back down. "Well there was one that I met when I visited an aunt. Never knew why she was so fat, but looked like she had trouble waddling too far at once." Then she resumes eating, only having bacon left. She hold the pitcher up. "Mmm this is delicious, can I have the recepie?"
Ben grins, "Oh, so some like getting bigger? Sure.. I'll give it to you after today." He thinks after a couple hours of eating you'll be less upset about drinking gallons of bacon fat and heavy cream. With a touch of vanila of corse..
She grins as she waits for you to refill it, you see there's less bacon on the platter. "So what else is on the menu?" She almost can't believe she said that because she could feel the weight in her belly when she stood up.
He drops off another picher near you and pushes the last of the bacon closer, taking a seat for a moment. "Well I expected a lot of people, So lots of snacks to start, drinks and beers of course. Some side dishs I'll be making a potato salad, and skins. On the fires I got roasts, slabs of beef, briskets in the smoker with a couple of pigs." He grins,
She smiles and licks her lips before attacking the remainng bacon. Though she's consumed as much as last night, she's still eating. "Guess I will find room to taste some of everything." She shifts her position and you can see her taur belly roll a bit. "More pigs? You hoping this party runs all weekend?" She worries how much she might gain if she stays both days.
Ben can't resist and moves off of his chair so he can massage that wonderful taur belly, imagining how much food he can convice and trick her into eating. "Oh Sunday usually has more, there's a business where I know some of the workers and they're all invited." He moves a bit foreward and carresses her bulging equine breast. "mmm I think you'll love the briskets. that's this portion of a cow." He half freezes, worried that he might have just blown in.
Debra giggles and then works on the last of the bacon. "Well I bet with all of these delicious meats mine will be a lot meatier than theirs. Seems like I've finished breakfast."
He gets to his feet, too fast and partly falls against her. "Sorry about that." Before she can react. he grabs the platter and moves to the serving table, loading it up with an assortment that he almost struggles to carry back to her. "But you need more than just meat my dear." He gets one of the large pots that has been boiling potatoes in and starts working on them beside her.
Debra is alreasy eating. Now that he knows she's a Clean Up Mare and has promised to keep it a secret, she's not as worried. And his affection to her growing taur body makes her feel that maybe she's what he needs to feed, and she'll be glad for all of the goodies.
Ben is slicing the boiled spuds lengthwise, scooping out some and filling in with a creamy mixture until it's pilled high. "Try this." He hands one to her. "One of my special mixtures." He doesn't tell her that's it's the spices that give it flavor, the texture of the cream is helped with fifty percent lard.
Debra opens her mouth so he can actually feed her. She chomps it in half and chews enough to taste before swallowing. "Mm so how many of those do you want in here?" She pats her taur belly, giving it a slight rub. Then takes the second half and simply swallows it.
Ben's eyes are hypnotized as he watches the lump slide down your throat and disappear between her heavy breasts. He tries to answer, but is afraid if he does, you'll be concerned.
She smiles, savoring the taste. "Well let's see how many I can take care of before folks arrive." She works on a large slab of beef while his mind handles this, then he gets to work. slicing, scooping, filling, then shoving into her waiting mouth. The first few she takes in two bites each. Then she opens her mouth a bit wider and simply swallow an entire half potato with cream in a single gulp.
Ben is amazed, he wants to knead her growing belly, but more than that, he wants to stuff her more and more, until she has to slow to find room, but still consume everything he puts into her mouth.
He feeds her over 15 pounds of the spuds, with at least ten pounds of the rich cream, before guests begin to arrive. Quickly he leaves her and welcomes them. He simply introduces her as his new neighbor.
The guest behave as though there's no problem with her being a taur, though she hears a whispered coment about how Ben now has some one that can really eat all he wants her to. She does slow to where she can chat with them and learns that there seems to be more food here than the last time. She tells them about a buiness group coming later and they agree that must be it. Though she can't help wondering.
Near mid afternoon, the lunch crowd leaves. While Ben is fixing everything up, she takes her serving fork and works on shoveling the scooped out potato into her churning stomach. "So is that group coming later?"
Ben smiles, "I think the most important person is here already" He had brought a couple pitchers of her special shake before he gets back to making the stuffed potatoes, feeding them to her whole.
She gulps down the first few. "I think I can make these myself if you want to help me digest." She blinks her eyes slowly.
Ben pauses, then starts getting everything so it's withing her reach. She had no idea how many potatoes were in that pot as he prepares plenty of the cream sauce. "They're all yours dear." He hugs her front, his throbing shaft against her fattening equine breast as he fondles her fat human belly, much of it now exposed as her blouse raises up. Then he moves around and down so he can knead her growing belly as she resumes gorging.
Debra has paused to enjoy him against her. she can feel how excited he is and, even though he's not the size of a stallion, she can feel his passion and that he will want to be with her long afterward. She slices one spud, then tries to just pile the cream sauce onto it, but has trouble getting it all in cleanly. so she takes an entire on, shoves it into her mouth and swallows whole, then a large scoop of the sauce. As much as her breasts and human tummy bulges in front of her, she develops a two hand method of stuffing herself. Her motions make her fat roll some as Ben firmly massages.
The more she eats, she starts really tasting and realizes that this sauce is a mixture of cream and something, then she realizes it's lard. She wants to stop in shock, but her stomach feels so good she accepts that's what it wants and doesn't slow. Her stomach willingly grows more to be able to take in all she shoves into her mouth. Her digestive system is doing all it can and Ben can feel new fat forming as his strong fingers massage and knead.
She watches the hill of spuds and the large bowl of sauce grow less and less. she adjusts how much sauce she gulps down after each spud so when she swallows down the last one, there's some cream to follow it. With out caring, she grabs the last full pitcher of her shake and pours it in with two large gulps. "Uurrppp mmm those are delicious. I should feel ready to burst." She turns her head and smiles as she sees her bulging taur belly and Ben affectionately massaging her.
Ben has been lost to her gorging. His head against her swelling taur belly so he can listen to her swallowing and her powerful digestive system. He wants to just continuiue, but he needs to stop so her can get more food before her. "And feels like you're ready for more my dear." He stands, but rubs himself against her burgeoning taur body as he does.
She looks at him, trying to look scared, but with a slight grin. "More? I have no idea how much you've fed me already." She giggles, "besides, I'm out of my shake."
Ben smiles and wraps his arms around what he can of her human body. "I can fix that dear. And we should have something for you. Don't want the dinner crowd to see you with nothing to eat." He takes the pitchers and heads into his kitchen.
Debra squeezes what she can now reach of her fattening equine breast and whispers to herself. "Woooo is this all me?" Her hands move up to her flesh swollen human belly and finds her blouse is riding up even more. "Much more and all it will do is cover my breasts." Then she tries to heft the twin orbs of flesh. "Or maybe not." She gets her hands back down as she hears Ben returning. "Thanks. I don't know what this all is, but I love it."
Ben smiles as he puts them down and watches her pour half of one down her gullet. "Now to get you some food to keep you busy through dinner time." He gets some slabs of beef, quicking slicing them into chuncks that she can handle. then gets back to work on everything cooking and roasting. He has loads of carrots, and other veggies cut into chunks on one of the grills. he's cooking them slow and drenching them in a honey, baconfat mixture.
As the evening people show, he introduces them to Debra and is releaved that no one comments on her size. But with a couple of the women weighing well over three hundred...
One of them talks longer with her. "Hey there, I'm Betty. Been working with Ben fo a couple of years. You've found how delicious his foods are." She pats her heavy belly with a bit of pride. "Just went over four hundred and was under two when I started working." While she talks, she eats like she has no problem with putting on another hundred or so. She talks of how friendly and caring he is. Actually buying clothes as she outgrew some but that he's never tried to go beyond a belly massage while she gorged. "That's the one thing about this gathering, he can't get me alone or I'd waddle out of here so stuffed." She smiles as she can guess what he's done with the centauress.
Debra smiles, glad to have a women with weight to talk with. She explains why she came to this place, meeting Ben and unable to resist. "I guess I'm one of those that, when there's foods, I'll find room."
Betty smiles and grins how Debra's blouse is about to loose the fight. "I hope you have some bigger sizes. What are you going to do tomorrow." She's in position that others can't see as she tries to get the blouse to cover more.
Debra let's her try, but know she's right. "I have some larger ones a mare I met gave me. I have several sizes to grow through."
Betty smiles as she eats and makes sure some is also going into Debra so no one realizes how much they're talking. "I'm guessing that she's a Clean Up Mare and you may be too." She smiles as the centauress nods slightly as she eats. She explains why she choose to conceal it and hopes that she can keep with her present job.
Betty nods. "Probably need a split keyboard to keep working there. Um, can I feed you some? I'd love to see you really pack some in."
Debra nods, glad to have another friend to talk with. She watches as Betty takes one of her platters and goes around the tables, gathering up good sized foods. When she returns. she's balancing part of the weight of the heavy platter on her bulging belly. "I remember when Ben did this to me and just wanted to.."
Debra puts a finger to her lips. "So you want to watch me swallow things whole, or just tip it to my mouth.." She smiles, licks her plump lips, then helps her get one end into her mouth. As Betty tips the platter and the foods start to slide, the hungry centauress gulps and gulps. Betty can't resist and starts using one hand to shove more and more into the hungry mouth. She shoves on the last mouthful, easing her hand in slowly.
Debra closes her fat lips with the hand inside. Her plump tongue plays against it and Betty's fingers explore the inside of her mouth. She jokingly takes a swallow and her eyes go wide as Betty's hand slips into her warm gullet and most of her fore arm is within her mouth.
Betty smiles almost dreamily as her fingers move in the mare's gullet, then she gently pulls her arm out. "I couldn't resist. Some times when I've gorged. I wondered how the food felt. I hope I didn't scare you dear."
Debra grins as your hand is still close and she licks your fingers. "I'm glad you didn't want me to swallow you all down. I mean, what would those here think if you just disappeared?"
Betty smiles as she wiggles her fingers. then pats Debra's heavy human tummy. "I'd just become about four hundred more pounds of you." Then she shivers as she really wonders. "um. so.." she's really trying to find the words.
Debra smiles and whispers. "You are delicious. So you can think and dream of it. I plan to be around here a long time."
Betty smiles, relieved that she got her answer without having to ask. She glances to see no one is looking and then moves her fingers to Debra's lips. "So am I fat enough? I'd love to be fattened up like a MeatMare."
Debra still smiles, but her eyes open wide at that word. She whispers, "No one but taurs and a few special others know of them."
Betty gets back to eating and Debra joins in as she whispers a reply. "A close friend of mine knew a couple of centaurs. While we were visiting them, I was around three hundred, One of them joked I could be a MeatMare. Then he actually blushed and told me that is a secret. Well I agreed but he had to tell me all about them. As he talked of them willingly fatten, I thought of Ben, him fattening me to end up in a smoke house, but I knew that wasn't his plan. We stayed there a week and though I asked if I could meet and talk with one, he assured me there were none nearby. He did tell me anytime I wanted to talk about them, to give him a call." She's eating well as she talks.
Debra is listening and eating. She hopes that as long as foods are disappearing into her mouth, Ben will stay with the others for a bit longer. "I did meet one once, She was just starting and could still waddle some." She looks at the woman beside her. A few moments ago she had been joking, But now she remembers what she had been told and knows that if Betty really wants to, she won't be able to resist. "I just don't want to let you rush into this, umm." She tries to think of something that will take some time. "So how fast have you been gaining?"
Betty smiles as she's been stuffing food into her maw. About two hundred in the last two years. But I know I can put on another hundred faster." She moves her plump hand to the centauress's lips. "Another hundred pounds of deliciousness and all for your hungry tummy."
Debra tries to think, but then her stomach chooses that time to start gurggling as it gives it's approval. She can't resist and let's Betty push her fingers between her lips. Her tongue tasting and savoring as more and more is pushed in, she feels the fingets reach the back of her throat and swallows. She stares, then smiles as well as she can. All of Betty's fore arm is in her mouth and gullet, her bulging fat upper arm against her lips but Betty seems to know this is all for now.
Betty smiles as she tries to massage her gullet, then slowly withdrawing her arm, not wanting it to end but knowing that they can't let others know. She whispers, "Maybe I should come over during the day to make sure you're well fed."
Debra grins, "I think you also want the delicious foods Ben will have for me, and I'd love the company." She glances as there's only two others remaining. "I guess you should finish up and go before Ben wonders."
Betty smiles and the two of them work on emptying their platters. Betty proudly pats her fat belly with pride. "Mmm I haven't eatten like that before." She smiles as Bill comes over. "If you don't mind, I'd love to come over tomorrow and eat with her."
Ben can see the remains of what both of them have consumed. He pats Betty's bulging belly. "Come on over and eat all you can hold."
Betty smiles and affectionately hugs him for a moment. "I hope I can impress both of you." As she turns and waddles away, it's obviously to both that she has more there than when she arrived.
Ben watches her leave then hugs the fattening centauress. "She does a good job but I get worried that she wants to be number one with me." He worries that he just said the wrong thing.
Debra hugs him close. "I think she loves your foods and is wild of growing fatter. She said that she might stop by my home Monday, so you might want to leave some extra food for her." Her stomach churns and you can hear it when she leaves her mouth open a bit.
Ben hugs her close, feeling her new softness then lets go. "I have a veggie dish for you." He pats her bulging human belly. "Needs more that just meat in here." She smiles as he moves behind the smoke house, then he rolls out a large caldron mounted on a lift of some sort.
Debra smiles, as stuffed as she is, some how thoughts of Betty and Ben have her licking her lips. "You're going to need to encourage me to get all of that in my tummy." She can smell the roasted veggies in the thick cheese sauce.
Ben hands her the controls and a serving ladle. "Sounds wonderful to me." He hugs her close and she can feel his shaft throbbing. Then he moves down so he can carress and knead her growing taur belly, one arm moving under what he can reach of her sagging gut.
Debra takes a large laddle full and pours it into her mouth. All of the veggies are in easy to swallow chunks and the warm cheese sause seems to beg her to swallow. She gulps it down, getting another scoop, and another. Ben's affectionate carress seems to strengthed her stomach's demand as she pours in more and more. Barely tasting, just needing everything in the caldron into her gurgling stomach. It seems that the level isn't going down as fast as she thinks it should, but that means that Ben will stay against her all that much longer.
Ben is smiling as he kneads her just right to keep her consuming the rich mixture. With one ear to her bulging belly, he counts the number of swallows. Not only is there more in the vast pot than it looks, but a good portion of the cheese sause is pure lard. The warm temperature keeping it semi liquid and the lift has a heater to keep it all at the perfect temperature.
She gulps down more and more, her fat arm starting to tire so she raises the vat all the way up. It's still half full but she doesn't care. She wants all of this delicius food in her now. She opens her maw wide as she tips it. Soon the heavy mixture starts to flow like a slow motion landslide. she relaxes her gullet and it starts to pour all the way down to her gut.
Ben isn't sure what's happening, then he feels her taur belly start pushing against him more and more. He glances up toward her head and stares in shock as she's simply pouring it all in. This vat was huge, well over two hundred pounds and she's pouring the last hundred in one long swallow.
Debra is lost in her confusing desire to get all of this in. She watches the flood pouring out of the vat and down her waiting gullet. She closes her eyes, for a moment imagining all of this is Betty, but she knows that that feast will be so much more and more delicious. Finally the last of it slides in. The vat has a special inner surface to prevent burning and sticking. When she looks in, it's completely empty and her straining fore legs assure her where the delicous food now is. With more and more of her taur belly on the ground, she has no idea how much she's consumed since she woke this morning. "UUrrpp mmmm now that was delicious."
Ben continues to massage and carress for a few moments and then slowly stands, staying against her bulging belly all of the time. "So," He pats her growing fat human belly, "Have room for desert?"
Debra can't believe that he's offering more, but then her incredible stomach gurggles. "I guess if it's not as much as this." She smiles and licks her lips.
Ben leans into her growing fatness, he already has it ready just in case. "It's sweet and delicious my dear, just keep your eyes closed so you can really enjoy the flavors." He rushes into the kitchen and quietly rolls out a ten gallon vat of a fudge mixture that is still semi-fluid, "Enjoy." He tips it slowly, wanting to watch every swallow she takes.
Debra had guessed it must be something that can pour as she has already relaxed her gullet. As it starts to pour in and she tastes it. she moves her hands to grab the heavy pot. Before Ben can react, she's simply pouring it all in, In less than a minute, all ten gallons are sloshing in her incredible stomach. She slowly licks her lips and opens her eyes. "mmm I sure hope you agree that I'm well stuffed now.
Ben is awe struck at what she did and can't move for a moment, he starts to hug her and there's a sudden ripping sound. They both feel her blouse finally surrender. Once it starts ripping, it doesn't stop until her heavier than ever breasts surge and roll free.
She giggles and hugs him. "I guess you better free my arms now." As she hugs, he can feel her upper arms are also tightly imprisoned.
He gets one of his knives, always having cleaned them after every use, and quickly frees them. Even he smiles at how fat they are. With more food to digest. He hugs one. "Mmm looks like a big fat ham."
She smiles, relaxing, preparing to see if she can stand. Hoping that being a Clean Up Mare, her bones and muscles have also grown. She starts to roll front to back and then is suddenly standing, though her rolling taur belly threatens to pull her over. "Well I suspect by tomorrow they'll be record sized. UUrrrp." With all I've eaten, I think I need some sleep, and so do you dear."
Ben wants to argue, but the image of her standing, her taur belly rolling and he swears he can hear it sloshing. He gives her a warm hug and then steps back. "I'll have something different for breakfast."
Debra giggles as she slowly waddles toward her home. "Well I did love what I had this morning dear."
Ben is hypnotized as he watches her waddle. New fat jiggling as that massively heavily bloated belly rolls with every step.
Debra can't believe how slow and heavy she feels. She still is thinking she was only snacking through the day, when she was actually eating in one hour more than she usually would in an entire day. All of the foods heavy and calorie dense. She barely makes it to the couch when she decides to just sleep right there. She tries to lower her huge taur body slowly, but her new flesh billows as she does. Almost falling asleep, she pulls the cushions so that she can lean against them and is quickly falling asleep.
For most of the night, she just sleeps deeply as her digestive system works on converting all of the foods in her stomach into stronger bones, muscles and hundreds of pounds of fresh fat. As the sky lightens and the aromas fill the air, she dreams of being back in Ben's back yard with a table groaning with the load of food on it. She starts eating, gorging on everything and still hungry. Every time she looks to Ben, he's smiling more. She doesn't know how she can eat so much and the food on the table isn't going down that fast. But she can feel more and more of her taur belly resting on the grass.
With the aroma's making her stomach start demanding, she finally partly wakes. She's still waking as she struggles some to get to her hooves and waddles into her bedroom, not realizing that she has a little trouble getting through the wide doorway. She has to skip several sizes before she finds one that she hopes will have enough room by the end of the day. Her stomach gurggles for her to get moving, keeps her from worrying how much she gained yesterday. By the time she gets it on and shoves her way out of her bedroom, she's almost drooling with hunger. She doesn't realize how much cleavage it exposes as she goes outside, her round fat taur belly rolling with every step.
She smiles as she sees Ben already working. "Hi Ben, so do I get breakfast today?"
Even with her blouse being loose, there's lots to see as she waddles over. Her equine breast is so round and heavy, It appears to roll from side to side. bulging so wide that each strong fore-leg pushes it to one side, then the other. Her human belly looks about the size of Betty's, riding on the rolling mass of her equine breast. Though her heavy breasts are covered by cloth, they roll and surge. Looking much more spherical than normal obese breasts because they've filled out this much in less than a day and haven't started to sag from their weight. You can see her WIDE equine body, rolling and billowing with every step as she comes into your yard with a smile and true hunger in her eyes.