Teresa's 'therapy'
 
Community service.
 
Teresa was a therapist, her primary job was dealing with suicidal young adults, and she liked to think she was really good at it. Ever since she got the job suicides, had gone down. She attributed it all to her special method and hopefully she could use that method to change another young person's mind on suicide today.
 
She was by all accounts, overweight. She carried it well but she was certainly past the point where people would call her chubby and move onto calling her fat. She didn't much care for it and no amount of counselling would change her ways, she just liked eating too much. Right now she was dressed in a big bath robe that showed off her cleavage, waiting on her client for the day so she could greet her with her fat bubbly face and bright blue eyes. She had tied her jet black hair back into a pony tail so it didn't get into her face, eye contact was important to her.
 
When the doorbell rang she walked over to it with a smile, opening it to see the crying ginger girl that she had talked to on the phone "Oh you poor dear, come in Diana" she said as she placed an arm around Diana's shoulder and pulled her in.
 
"I can't take it anymore, he won't call me back, everyone hates me, and all the university's rejected my applications.... Whaaa!" the girl was a mess, her hair was all over the place and she could barely see through the tears streaming from underneath her large rim glasses. "He's probably screwing that big breasted whore he hangs out with!" she cried as she buried her face in Teresa's chest.
 
"Now hush hush, let's get you sat down and talk about it" she pulled her away from the door and shut it, sitting her down on one of the sofas.
 
"It's not fair; it's not my fault I can't compete with her!" Diane cried again, while she wasn't exactly flat it was probably due to her chubbier than normal appearance. Teresa certainly wasn't expecting such a heavy girl.
 
"Now don't you worry Diane, I'm here to make it all better, you just forget whatever his name is" she said as she sat down next to her.
 
"Francis, we should have never fought..." she started to cry into Teresa's bathrobe again, never questioning why she was wearing it.
 
"Don't worry Diane, I'm here to help, I'll make the pain go away. It's what I do. That's what you want isn't it?" and so started the first step in her predatory plan to 'help' her guest "You don't want to hurt all the people you know by killing yourself do you?" the sniffing woman next to her started to calm down "Wouldn't it be easier to just vanish? Be part of something greater?" the young woman started to look at her in the eyes through her thick glasses, wondering what she meant.
 
"I don't understand? Vanish? But I'll still be alive, I don't want to deal with this pain anymore!" she started to become more hysterical with each word, Teresa putting an arm around her to comfort Diane.
 
"You won't, trust me, it's very simple" Teresa stood up and walked to the middle of the room "First I swallow you, you travel down into my belly and digest" she traces a finger down to her overhanging gut to show this "I get my meal, you get your guilt free release from life and no one has to know what ever happened" she smiled looking at Diane in the eyes "Bit of nom nom nom, gurgle gurgle, I part my cheeks and we part ways!" the summery was rather grim "The aftermath is easily flushable as well, no messy corpse" she giggled.
 
Diane was a mess and hardly understood any of it, she just wanted to die and a situation presented itself to her "You want to eat me? Like food?" she said.
 
Teresa was sort of surprised the girl didn't run in fear "Yes, Alive. It's less selfish than just killing yourself, we both get what we want and I make use of you" she walked back over to sit down but Diane stood up.
 
"Okay, take me..." she closed her eyes and stood straight with her arms at her sides.
 
"Well... you can get undressed if you like, it's easier on my belly I find" Teresa said as she ran a hand down Diane's side.
 
"Oh... yes..." the girl was still sniffling and wiping away tears as she stripped down to her bra and panties, too shy to undress any further "Like this?" she said standing with one arm at her side and the other clutching it's shoulder.
 
"Perfect, now you just let me do all the work" She took Diane's wrists in each of her hands and moved them towards her mouth. It was shocking how willing Diane was, it just showed how depressed this girl was; not that Teresa minded, this was her favourite part, eating! She started by slowly sucking up Diane's arms, pushing her towards her with an arm on Diane's back and bending over to suck them in.
 
The woman was looking down at this fat cow sucking her in, she hesitated and pulled back but was gripped tight by the throat muscles. Pulled off balance the stumbled and dangled down the mouth of Teresa as she was dragged up, trying to find footing with her feet as her head was gripped by a hand and pulled up into the maw. She almost wished her glasses had fallen off as she was consumed by darkness and felt her head and shoulders being dragged in by the oesophagus. The next time she would "see" daylight would be from this predator's rear end.
 
Teresa had a good grip on the girl's waist as she picked the girl up off her feet and stood tall. Diane's feet were about half a foot off the floor as the wiggled around trying to touch the ground, they finally found it when Teresa sat down to consume her meal but the feeling was fleeting as Teresa took another gulp consuming the breasts and bra. They barely caused her any resistance.
 
Diane was blind inside the confines of this leviathan; she could only feel the slimy walls drag across her face and body as she was pulled down by gravity to be processed. The feeling was vile as she felt a tongue caress her belly making her feel like a pudgy treat. She started to cry again as she felt a thumb tug on her panties from the crack in her ass; she could barely see anything but was aware of the glasses being drawn off her face and for her that was the last straw. She went flaccid and gave up.
 
With a hand holding one of the legs and the other removing the panties she sucked the woman down inside of her, the fat ass filling her mouth as she sent it down with the rest of the customer. The rump of Diane made a large lump in her neck as she put both her hands on the ankles to hold them high, the panties falling down on her face, she didn't care much for the smell and just closed her eyes as she fed herself the two thick meat spires.
 
Diane felt a surge of heat and odour as her face was forced into the stomach behind her arms, she landed uncomfortably in the wet confines as started to curl up, feeling her bare legs make the journey the rest of her had made. Feeling her bare ass rub against the muscle that treated it like food made her cringe as she attempted to drag her legs down faster herself so she could curl up.
 
The feeling of the legs sliding down her neck by them self's was quite odd and refreshing to Teresa as she smiled and rubbed her belly, pulling the panties out of her mouth that had been dragged down with the feet and discarding them. She breathed in deeply and licked her lips as the meal inside her squirmed and tussled in an effort to get comfortable "Shush... my body will make you comfortable... just relax" she cooed as she felt her gut churning and gurgling.
 
Diane was all curled up inside of the stomach, the walls compacting on her and making it hard to breath, she could feel her glasses uncomfortably pressing into the small of her back as liquids secreted over her body making her skin tingle. She started to sob again as she reviewed the decisions she made to bring her to this point, even if she wanted to back out she couldn't, it was over and the muffled voice of Teresa saying "You're in a better place now" confirmed it.
 
A light burp escaped her mouth as Teresa sat back in the afterglow of her meal knowing she helped a girl in distress put an end to her suffering. She decided she did such a good job she would turn in for the night and relocated herself to the bed room, undressing and falling asleep on her bed unaware that each movement displaced Diane a little more forcing her to shuffle and fight the solid walls.
 
 Teresa slept like a log that night while Diane was turned into logs; she couldn't have been happier with herself as she dreamed of eating. Images of cakes and roast meals passing into her maw, fit young men and women covered in cream and gravity lining up to be her dinner. Her dreams were so rudely put to an end by a muffled bleeping sound and a unnatural vibration in her bowels. She rolled around looking for the alarm clock she must have been sat on when she felt a real need to relieve herself. She quickly hurried to the bathroom handling her heavier form well.
 
Placing her gargantuan buttocks on the throne she strained as the vibrations grew stronger and stronger, she knew what was causing it and was ecstatic to finally get rid of it as she strained hard and pushed out the first huge and thick log. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she gave birth to the colossal turd, she could only imagine how thick and long it was as it dropped from her anus and splashed into the toilet water. She took a breath before pushing out the next huge log, rivalling the last, this one squeezed out of her much easier.
 
"Damn Diane, I knew you were big but..." a fart signalled another log built-up inside her ready to be freed "I didn't expect you to be this big a shit!" she strained again as she huge clog of faeces was expelled with a huge sigh. She stood up to see the aftermath of what she had brought about on her toilet to see a pair of glasses and a bra staring back at her. She giggled and then noticed jeans, a shirt, shoes and the phone that had been plaguing her.
 
"Oh that would explain a lot...." She thought to herself as she realised she had actually disposed of two people worth of shit "I forgot I ate him, what was his name? Francis?" suddenly it hit her "Oh! That was what all the vibrations were about! I ate Diane's boyfriend!" she laughed to herself for a good ten minutes as she tried to flush them away to no success "she thought he wasn't returning her calls!" she tried flushing them again as she thought to herself "I'm such a good therapist, reuniting such a cute couple!" she continued to hammer at the flusher until the load was gone from sight and putting an end to a job well done.
 
THE END