Wicked Stepfather- Chapter 20 - Epilogue

A lot had happened in the past seven years. Gwen caught Oscar cheating on her on their marital bed when she arrived unannounced from Ohio. She was absolutely disgusted by the scene of her husband fucking a grotesquely obese man. They had a very hard divorce and she was distraught when her son Victor refused to go back to Ohio with her. Instead, she found comfort in her stepson Ben, Oscar’s son, who started to consider her as a second mother, he had gotten in med school and turned into her ideal son, he had a bright future in front of him. Oscar never saw his two sons, Ben and Ronnel, again. But part of him didn’t even want to, he got too lost in his little bubble, he just wanted to make sure Victor and Josh were gaining as much weight as possible, and they were.

Ludwig and Audrey had graduated college with honors. He had become one of the best engineers in Florida, quickly becoming quite well off. He also has fattened up beyond limits, with his doting girlfriend, now wife, who constantly pampered him with way too much food, he had ballooned up to 545 lbs, but, the couple was happy with him being at that weight. After all, he still needed to work and they both wanted to start a family. Audrey was in heaven with her absurdly fat husband, all of her friends were secretly jealous of her.

The Lenford house, however, had evolved over the years into a space of extreme obesity, designed to accommodate the three occupants' evolving needs. The walls were lined with various snacks, and the furniture was oversized to support their increased weight. Each room was meticulously arranged to provide maximum comfort for its inhabitants.

Victor, now 24, had become immobile, confined to a specially designed bed that allowed him to stay as comfortable as possible. His once vibrant ambition had been replaced with a life of sedentary indulgence. He couldn't be weighed with a standard scale anymore, but his size was evident. The room was filled with plush cushions and oversized furniture to cater to his needs.

Oscar, now weighing 420 lbs, and Josh, at 640 lbs, had also grown considerably. Their days revolved around maintaining their comfort and indulging their appetites. The house, once a lively home, was now a hub of monotonous routines and excessive consumption. Oscar's dominance over Victor had become even more pronounced. He reveled in ensuring Victor remained immobile, taking pleasure in reinforcing the cycle of dependency and indulgence. His behavior towards Victor had become increasingly toxic, focused solely on his own gratification and control.

One morning, Oscar strolled into Victor's room with a large tray of fast food. Victor was lounging in bed, his body completely enveloped by the plush surroundings.

"Good morning, piggy," Oscar said with a smirk, placing the tray on a nearby table. "I’ve brought you your breakfast."

Victor’s eyes lit up as he looked at the spread: several burgers, fries, and a milkshake. "Thanks, Oscar," he said, his voice full of contentment. "I’m starving."

Oscar sat beside him, grabbing a burger and taking a huge bite. "I know you are. I made sure to get all your favorites. You need to keep that big body of yours well-fed."

Josh entered the room, carrying a large pitcher of soda. "I thought I’d join in," he said, smiling. "Victor, you look like you’ve been enjoying yourself."

Victor grinned, his face flushed with satisfaction. "I sure have. Thanks to you guys, I’ve never felt better."

Josh sat down on the edge of the bed, offering Victor a drink. "You’ve been such a good boy, Victor. It’s incredible how much you’ve grown."

Oscar watched with a smirk as Josh began feeding Victor. "Josh, why don’t you help him with that burger? Make sure he finishes it all."

Josh nodded, carefully feeding Victor the burger. "Sure thing, Oscar. I want to make sure you’re always full and happy."

Victor ate eagerly, his eyes reflecting both contentment and dependency. "This is amazing," he said between bites. "I don’t know what I’d do without you guys."

Oscar chuckled darkly. "You wouldn’t be the happy, full piggy you are without us, that’s for sure. You know, Victor, I’ve been thinking… you should stay in this bed all day. It suits you perfectly."

Victor looked at Oscar with a mix of adoration and acceptance. "I’m happy to do whatever you say, Oscar."

As the days went on, Oscar and Josh’s routine continued. Oscar, increasingly wicked in his behavior, delighted in ensuring that Victor’s habits remained unchanged. He took every opportunity to reinforce Victor’s dependency and indulgence.

One afternoon, Oscar and Josh were in the living room, enjoying their snacks and watching TV. Victor, still in his room, was being attended to by Josh.

"How’s our boy doing?" Oscar asked, smirking.

Josh looked up from his plate. "He’s doing great. I’ve been feeding him nonstop. He’s really enjoying it."

Oscar grinned. "Good. I want him to stay this way. He’s our perfect little piggy. Just make sure he keeps eating. The more he eats, the more he depends on us."

Josh nodded. "I’ll make sure of it. I’ve really grown fond of taking care of him. It’s like looking after a cherished pet."

Oscar laughed. "Exactly. And don’t worry about me. I’ve been enjoying our lifestyle just as much. We’ve all found our places in this little family."

Later that evening, Oscar entered Victor’s room with a fresh batch of takeout. "I thought I’d drop by and check on you, piggy. How’s my favorite boy doing?"

Victor’s eyes sparkled as he saw the food. "I’m doing great, Oscar. I’m just a bit hungry."

Oscar placed the food in front of Victor and began feeding him. "Well, let’s fix that. I want you to eat every last bit of this. Remember, the more you eat, the happier you’ll be."

Victor nodded eagerly, savoring each bite. "Thanks, Oscar. I feel so good when I eat like this…. you truly made me your piggy… May I ask you one thing?"

Oscar frowned “Sure fatso, what do you want to know?”

“Why did you decide to start fattening me and Ludwig?” Victor asked, his eyes seemingly intrigued.

“If I’m being honest with you, I genuinely can’t even remember why I started doing that. But who cares? You A lot had happened in the past seven years. Gwen caught Oscar cheating on her on their marital bed when she arrived unannounced from Ohio. She was absolutely disgusted by the scene of her husband fucking a grotesquely obese man. They had a very hard divorce and she was distraught when her son Victor refused to go back to Ohio with her. Instead, she found comfort in her stepson Ben, Oscar’s son, who started to consider her as a second mother, he had gotten in med school and turned into her ideal son, he had a bright future in front of him. Oscar never saw his two sons, Ben and Ronnel, again. But part of him didn’t even want to, he got too lost in his little bubble, he just wanted to make sure Victor and Josh were gaining as much weight as possible, and they were.

Ludwig and Audrey had graduated college with honors. He had become one of the best engineers in Florida, quickly becoming quite well off. He also has fattened up beyond limits, with his doting girlfriend, now wife, who constantly pampered him with way too much food, he had ballooned up to 545 lbs, but, the couple was happy with him being at that weight. After all, he still needed to work and they both wanted to start a family. Audrey was in heaven with her absurdly fat husband, all of her friends were secretly jealous of her.

The Lenford house, however, had evolved over the years into a space of extreme obesity, designed to accommodate the three occupants' evolving needs. The walls were lined with various snacks, and the furniture was oversized to support their increased weight. Each room was meticulously arranged to provide maximum comfort for its inhabitants.

Victor, now 24, had become immobile, confined to a specially designed bed that allowed him to stay as comfortable as possible. His once vibrant ambition had been replaced with a life of sedentary indulgence. He couldn't be weighed with a standard scale anymore, but his size was evident. The room was filled with plush cushions and oversized furniture to cater to his needs.

Oscar, now weighing 420 lbs, and Josh, at 640 lbs, had also grown considerably. Their days revolved around maintaining their comfort and indulging their appetites. The house, once a lively home, was now a hub of monotonous routines and excessive consumption. Oscar's dominance over Victor had become even more pronounced. He reveled in ensuring Victor remained immobile, taking pleasure in reinforcing the cycle of dependency and indulgence. His behavior towards Victor had become increasingly toxic, focused solely on his own gratification and control.

One morning, Oscar strolled into Victor's room with a large tray of fast food. Victor was lounging in bed, his body completely enveloped by the plush surroundings.

"Good morning, piggy," Oscar said with a smirk, placing the tray on a nearby table. "I’ve brought you your breakfast."

Victor’s eyes lit up as he looked at the spread: several burgers, fries, and a milkshake. "Thanks, Oscar," he said, his voice full of contentment. "I’m starving."

Oscar sat beside him, grabbing a burger and taking a huge bite. "I know you are. I made sure to get all your favorites. You need to keep that big body of yours well-fed."

Josh entered the room, carrying a large pitcher of soda. "I thought I’d join in," he said, smiling. "Victor, you look like you’ve been enjoying yourself."

Victor grinned, his face flushed with satisfaction. "I sure have. Thanks to you guys, I’ve never felt better."

Josh sat down on the edge of the bed, offering Victor a drink. "You’ve been such a good boy, Victor. It’s incredible how much you’ve grown."

Oscar watched with a smirk as Josh began feeding Victor. "Josh, why don’t you help him with that burger? Make sure he finishes it all."

Josh nodded, carefully feeding Victor the burger. "Sure thing, Oscar. I want to make sure you’re always full and happy."

Victor ate eagerly, his eyes reflecting both contentment and dependency. "This is amazing," he said between bites. "I don’t know what I’d do without you guys."

Oscar chuckled darkly. "You wouldn’t be the happy, full piggy you are without us, that’s for sure. You know, Victor, I’ve been thinking… you should stay in this bed all day. It suits you perfectly."

Victor looked at Oscar with a mix of adoration and acceptance. "I’m happy to do whatever you say, Oscar."

As the days went on, Oscar and Josh’s routine continued. Oscar, increasingly wicked in his behavior, delighted in ensuring that Victor’s habits remained unchanged. He took every opportunity to reinforce Victor’s dependency and indulgence.

One afternoon, Oscar and Josh were in the living room, enjoying their snacks and watching TV. Victor, still in his room, was being attended to by Josh.

"How’s our boy doing?" Oscar asked, smirking.

Josh looked up from his plate. "He’s doing great. I’ve been feeding him nonstop. He’s really enjoying it."

Oscar grinned. "Good. I want him to stay this way. He’s our perfect little piggy. Just make sure he keeps eating. The more he eats, the more he depends on us."

Josh nodded. "I’ll make sure of it. I’ve really grown fond of taking care of him. It’s like looking after a cherished pet."

Oscar laughed. "Exactly. And don’t worry about me. I’ve been enjoying our lifestyle just as much. We’ve all found our places in this little family."

Later that evening, Oscar entered Victor’s room with a fresh batch of takeout. "I thought I’d drop by and check on you, piggy. How’s my favorite boy doing?"

Victor’s eyes sparkled as he saw the food. "I’m doing great, Oscar. I’m just a bit hungry."

Oscar placed the food in front of Victor and began feeding him. "Well, let’s fix that. I want you to eat every last bit of this. Remember, the more you eat, the happier you’ll be."

Victor nodded eagerly, savoring each bite. "Thanks, Oscar. I feel so good when I eat like this…. you truly made me your piggy… May I ask you one thing?"

Oscar frowned “Sure fatso, what do you want to know?”

“Why did you decide to start fattening me and Ludwig?” Victor asked, his eyes seemingly intrigued.

“If I’m being honest with you, I genuinely can’t even remember why I started doing that. But who cares? You are my pig now. And you better keep fattening up for daddy.”

As the months passed, the dynamic among them remained unchanged. Oscar’s control over Victor grew tighter, and Victor’s dependence on him deepened. Josh continued to support this unhealthy cycle, ensuring that Victor was always well-fed and content.