Date: Thu, 22 Mar 2012 07:27:48 -0400
From: John Smith <sprsizeme@gmail.com>
Subject: White Boy Veal

It's about time. I've been in here for such a long time that I can't even
tell you how long.


When I was 18 I was hot stuff. I was on the football team. Not really the
smartest guy in school but I was graduating.


Perhaps I was a bit naive but when Tony came and sat down next to me I
wasn't startled at all even though he was a big 6'2" 350 pound muscled
black man. I was no slouch at 6' 250 pounds of white beefy football jock
but he seemed so much bigger than me.


We sat on that picnic table talking about various things. It started with
him saying that I looked like I played sports which let me jump in with my
football life.  He told me of his power lifting experience.


I don't remember what it was that got me to go back to his place but I
found myself walking into this big brick house but as I sat on that leather
couch looking at the big screen tv I somehow thought this was right for
me. I liked Tony even in the short time I had known him and the way he got
me to go with him made me realize that I enjoyed the dominance he exerted
over me.


We sat and watched some football game. Now that I think about it he must
have chosen that to gain my trust. He went off and returned with a couple
beers handing one to me.


I can't drink that I am not legal.


It's just one and you're here with me. I won't let you drive drunk..


I didn't have a car so there was no chance of that.


Being 18 I wanted to drink it but I had been trained well that underage
drinking was wrong.


I popped the top and looked at it awhile.


Tony reached out as said something about not being a man and that he would
take it. I of course had to show that I was a man and chugged it down.


See not so bad.


I had had some beers before. My mom and dad had let me have a bit here and
there but I had never had any outside of home.


I think I was on my third and Tony was returning with another when I
noticed that he had come out of the kitchen having removed all his clothes
except a black jock strap holding his ample crotch.


Even in my groggy state I said what the fuck.


Don't worry I was just getting a bit heated up. Aren't you getting warm?


I was but there wasn't any way I was going to get undressed.


As he sat down next to me handing me another beer he seemed to lean into me
or was I leaning into him?  He put his arm around me and as I drank and
watched the game he unzipped my pants and began to play with my cock
through my tighty whity's.


Not bad there. He said.


Coming from the guy that sported the large pouch in that jock strap that
was high praise.


Thanks. I was flattered or maybe it was the beer that made me less
inhibited but I was proud of my package.


By the time the game was over we had polished off a case of beer and we sat
and watched some other lame show. I found myself growing sleepy and when I
woke I was naked and laying in a strange bed with a pounding head.


Now the bed seemed to be a king sized one but my feet seemed to be hanging
off the edge. That was when I noticed that Tony was using my tummy as a
pillow. His arm was wrapped around me at my neck and I felt a pressure in
my bowels. That was when I noticed that he had his arm up to the elbow in
my ass.


I couldn't imagine how he had gotten even a finger in there let alone his
arm. I had never had sex with a man nor had I had anything up my ass. The
few encounters I had with girls were less than satisfying but I didn't
think I was gay.


I tried to wiggle myself loose but that just woke Tony up and he just
pulled me even closer to him seating his arm deep inside of me.  I felt him
clench his fist and relax it. I could feel that inside of me.


Let me up I said half heartedly.


Let me sleep I am tired.


I want up I said a bit more forceful. And I need to pee.


That's just the pressure from my arm. Go back to sleep.


I thought about the size of his arm it was almost the size of my leg and I
couldn't figure out how it was up my ass but I was wanting it out of me.


Please let me up. I won't tell anyone.


That seemed to do it because Tony began to stir. But rather than release me
he picked me up like a baby. His arm still up my ass and his other arm
around my neck. He lifted me from the bed and laid me down on a leather
contraption face down. It supported me at my shoulders and hips and even
before I could do anything he had manacled me in tight so I couldn't move.


Here he said open up your mouth.


I didn't.


He pinched my nose and as I tried to take a breath he inserted a dildo
shaped gag in my mouth.


That empty feeling from him removing his arm from my ass was replaced with
something equally big. My ass seemed to seal around it and I could feel a
flood of fluid entering my bowels. My abdomen distended and I was in agony.


Now you settle down he said.


I was hanging there like a big white pinata. Filled with god knows what and
unable to yell.


Tony just laid down and went to sleep.


When he woke he took a shower leaving me in there filled and hanging.


When he finished he returned and stood in front of me. Now time for you. I
could see his body glistening from the drips of water still clinging from
him. He released some lever and started to wheel this contraption toward
the bathroom. There the pressure in my abdomen was released from the tube
in my ass. And the dildo down my throat was taken out giving me a chance to
cuss him out royally.


Tony just ignored me knowing he had me where he wanted me and noticing that
my dick was as hard as can be. Tony began stroking me using some sort of
lube or lotion and as my bowels emptied I shot the most intense orgasm I
had ever experienced in my life.


What the hell was that I said to no one in particular.


When my eyes rolled back into my head I noticed Tony standing in front of
me with a flexible tube.


What are you going to do with that?


Open up.


Not a chance. I knew where he intended that to go and I wasn't going to do
it.


Open up.


I clenched my jaw and tried as hard as I could to keep from opening but
when he pinched my nose and I took a breath he began to feed the tube down
my throat.  He gave me a drink of water which induced the swallowing and
soon it was in my stomach with the end just exiting my mouth. I could no
longer talk but I think that was part of the reason for the tube. Just as
how I was amazed at the size of the tube in my ass I was equally astonished
by the size of the tube down my throat.


This here is a combination of grains and lard and whole milk. You know what
they do to veal. The force feed them so they meat is nice and tender.


Was he going to eat me?


I am not going to eat you but I like a nice and supple pillow. Had he read
my mind?


When he attached the tube to the one protruding from my mouth and turned
the valve I could feel my belly stretch.


And this is lard and alcohol. Tony said beginning to fill my ass.


What had I gotten myself into?


Several times daily I was filled and evacuated over the months. I was never
allowed to exercise, what veal do you know is allowed to exercise.


And as the months grew so did I. My muscled disapeared and I could feel my
belly becoming more pendulous. He tied a cock ring around my balls and with
a contraption attached to the sling he started to weight the rope attached
to them till my balls began to stretch from my abdomen.


Tony would insert a needle into my stretched ball sack and fill them with
saline solution, which I don't think was good for my balls but then force
feeding me wasn't good for my body either.


But I loved it. I loved someone taking charge of me. I loved not being in
control.


Tony would remove the tube from my ass and work his fist inside of me and
as he did my ass became more and more stretched out. Leading to a larger
tube and more volume filling my ass.


At first my stomach was not small to begin with but the stretching by force
feeding had to have more than doubled my capacity.


Tony had a design in mind for me and I was letting him do it.


I don't know how I would have escaped but I really didn't want to escape.


Today was the day that my belly touched the floor and Tony said that when
that happened I would be released from the sling.


Tony wheeled me into the the bathroom that night and cleaned me up and out
and when he wheeled me back I was over the bed and as I was lowered I heard
the bed creak as it took my weight.


Tony had lowered me into the middle of the bed and then rolled me over on
my back. I noticed then a mirror on the ceiling. This was the first time I
could see myself since this started.


I was a mass of pink flesh filling almost half of the bed. My face was
round and all those rub downs that he gave me with lotion showed no sign of
stretch marks.


And except for the hair on my head I was as smooth as the day I was
born. Those naire treatments had removed all hair on my body.


I could see the dimple that was my belly button but there was no sign of my
cock. My balls had been filled with saline so they showed at my crotch and
now the bed was much wider so my legs no longer hung off the side. Not that
you could call those things legs. I couldn't even move them. The just
looked like a couple of rounded wedges attached to this blob.


Tony crawled up laying his head on my middle. I couldn't even lift my arm
to push him away or caress him. I just laid there him twisting my nipple
and finding his way into my ample ass.


I loved being Tony's pillow but pillows get old and it was years later I
was sold off to another black man. Not nearly as nice as Tony. He was fat
and smelly and had all sorts of kinky ideas to do with me. And Tony was on
to another pillow.