“Eat it up pig we still have to get you to 450” Your girlfriend, Molly said with a sinister grin on her face as she shoved the 20th slice of pizza down your throat. This woman is the reason that you are now a 400lb pig for her to feed. At first it was a simple mutual agreement for you to be her more ideal type to constant force feedings and crude comments towards your weight gain. You decided that you had enough and give her a taste of her own medicine she was going to be your piggy now.