Roxanne (The Extreme Body Mod Clinic)

Chapter 7

Alexis, the cannon woman.

Roxanne had recently woken up when she was called to the doctor.

He hurriedly dressed in a nurse's uniform and showed up at his office.

Valentine also found them there, also in an ordinance with a white coat, stockings, black shoes with very high heels (Roxanne was still struggling to walk with those shoes) and a very light blonde wig.

The doctor explained to the two women that a new patient, a very particular woman, would soon arrive at the clinic and the help of both nurses was needed.

Roxanne tried to imagine the reason and thought that the woman was dangerous and should be kept at bay.

The phone rang and the doctor answered. "Well, we'll be there soon," he said after listening.

- We have to go, the patient has arrived - turning to the nurses.

They headed for the elevator, which was coming down, and moments later the door opened.

Inside, lying on a wheelchair, there was a woman, she did not seem crazy, she was not dangerous, she was only incredibly fat. He had to be young. The pretty face had no wrinkles and the complexion was clear, smooth and velvety.

Her long, well-groomed black hair enhanced him. The eyes, black and deep, were constantly moving. He wasn't supposed to be over twenty-five. The rest of the body was a breakdown though.

The legs was the only area not covered by the dress and the short skirt pulled up to the knees, allowed to see a part of it. They were large and deformed, the black stockings he wore were strained by the effort to try to contain the flab.

The feet, on the other hand, were very small, wore shoes of size 35 or 36 according to Roxanne's eye, and had a high heel.

Roxanne looked at the small feet and decided that it was not possible for them to support that weight. They were too thin and delicate. Further up, the ankles swelled enormously and the calves were covered with a sleeve of fat that made them flabby and sagging. The thickness was at least 25 centimeters.

The body was pitifully covered by a large blue tunic and above it a mink fur that barely covered the shoulders and arms.

Despite the size of the clothes, the young woman's body filled them completely. At the breasts, the tunic fabric was stretched, almost wrapped tightly around them.

The wheelchair was motorized and came out of the elevator with a slight hum.

The girl smiled and greeted 'politely, I did not show the slightest regret to the disgusted faces of Roxanne and Valentine. He held out his small hand to the doctor who shook it vigorously.

- Meet Alexis, our new guest, these are Valentine and Roxanne, my assistants.

The woman held out her hand to the two nurses, who shook it without excessive enthusiasm.

The doctor started towards the surgery followed by Alexis and finally by the two nurses.

- Alexis, if that's okay with you I would start immediately with a check-up

"That's fine with me," said the woman.

In the clinic, the hardest part was putting Alexis on the couch.

The arms of the doctor and the two nurses were needed to lift and lay her on the bed and even so in a very complicated way.

The doctor took her by the legs, the two women lifted her holding her behind her back. They took off her tunic and Alexis' body appeared naked and creepy. She did not wear underpants or a bra, and not even a garter belt, since the stockings, pulled in all likelihood, reached to the knee. The thin nylon net was stretched to the limit of the break.

If the legs were monstrously fat, the rest of the body was even more fat. The torso was a shapeless mass of flesh with a gelatinous consistency from which enormous globes of flesh hung which looked more like skin-filled skins than breasts.

At the slightest movement they moved rolling along the bust. Even the nipples were swollen and disproportionate. They were of a pink color reminiscent of the cows' udders, long and hanging like those. The arms were swollen and flickering sausages attached to the torso. Give her

extremities sticking out of the small, squat and sweaty hands. But the butt was the most amazing anatomical part of the woman. It was huge, very wide, so tender and yielding that when they laid it on the cot, the buttocks dilated and 'covered' it to its full width.

The mass of meat protruded for a long time from the edges of the cot. As Roxanne had guessed, the woman was unable to move on her own, she could not even sit up.

She was immobilized by the weight of her body and therefore had to be assisted for any need.

While the doctor performed routine checkups, Alexis spoke continuously and often joked. It seemed pretty cheerful.

Her blood pressure was measured, an electrocardiogram was performed, blood samples were taken for analysis, and finally weighed. The scale connected to the bed stopped at 162 kilograms.

- We can operate this afternoon - the doctor declared.

- What equipment should I prepare in addition to the liposuction system? Valentine asked.

- No, Valentine you got it wrong, you don't need liposuction, we don't have to remove the fat, but the opposite, we have to operate Alexis to make her even fatter. Alexis nodded firmly.

The two nurses were stunned.

- But why ? - I venture Roxanne - Isn't she already too fat? Alexis spoke:

- Even if it seems absurd to you, I do it because my husband likes me like that. I have been following a fat diet for three years, I eat continuously to increase the flab.

When I started I weighed 65 kilos and my husband was about to let me go with a 90 kilos fat woman. So I decided to put on weight to please my husband and keep him with me. Since then I have enjoyed it, and all in all I like having this aspect. Of course, being so fat creates me some problems, I have difficulty moving, even to go to the toilet I have to get help. I pay a woman to assist me all day. Also, I don't find underwear that suits me, and so I do without it. On the other hand, I have my clothes made to measure, but since I hardly ever go out of the house, I don't care much. Lately, even though I eat a lot, I can't gain more weight and I turned to the doctor to see if he could do anything.

He promised to make me the fattest woman in the world - she said radiant with happiness.

Three hours later they were in the operating room, ready for surgery. Alexis lay naked on the operating table. They had just practiced an enema to empty the intestines. More than ten liters of water had been needed. Alexis had absorbed herself as if nothing had happened.

Valentine, aided by Roxanne, carefully depilated the woman and disinfected her.

The operation was complicated by the fact that Alexis' body was full of hard-to-reach creases.

To clean the skin under her breasts, Roxanne had to lift them with difficulty, while Valentine passed the swab soaked in disinfectant. To depilate the vulva, they had to look for it in the midst of the mass of flickering meat like a pudding. Alexis didn't cooperate, but she had a lot of fun and being touched and explored by their hands. Occasionally there was a laugh as if they were tickling her.

The doctor injected a large dose of anesthetic and checked the woman's reactions.

If the operation allowed, he preferred partial anesthesia, that is, he left the patient awake and made his body numb. He checked with the scalpel if the sensitivity had decreased e

and found that the woman felt nothing, the operation began. He made a long incision along the side, from the armpit to the groin and peeled off the skin with the long, sharp instrument he had already used on Roxanne.

The fat was so thick that the operation was accurate and fast. After removing the skin and applying spacers, insert numerous transparent rubber pads into the space thus obtained, connected with a series of tubes.

They were regularly distributed under the belly, under the chest, under the breasts, on the sides and on the groin.

Roxanne knew those prostheses well, even her body contained several and she knew perfectly well how they would be able to transform the woman's body.

The doctor was just a magician, he was able to radically modify a person's body by resorting to various means created by his inventiveness. After a few hours, the whole bust, under the fat, was covered with rubber prostheses, which are still empty for now.

He closed the incision with the special glue and opened others at the base of the breasts.

Under the fat, he inserted two large disc-shaped prostheses and then sealed the incisions. Under the huge buttocks and under the whole back, the doctor inserted large flat pads, made of the same material as the other prostheses, only much larger.

Prostheses were also provided in the arms and legs. Those for the limbs consisted of a series of soft and elastic rubber sleeves that were positioned around the muscles and covered with the layer of fat and skin.

To do this, the doctor was forced to remove all the skin, baring the muscles.

With a precise longitudinal cut the skin of the arms was dissected together with the thick white layer of fat.

Patiently the flaps were removed until they were detached from the arms and a single piece of skin was removed from the woman's arms. Only the hands were still covered with their skin. The bright red muscles made the woman appear even more horrifying, worthy of the worst horror film.

The doctor slipped the silicone sleeves into the hands, and fixed them firmly around the arm muscles with organic foam.

At the end he reapplied the layer of skin and fat that he had removed, perfectly reattaching the skin at the hands and shoulders. The same treatment was reserved for the legs.

The tubes connected to the prostheses were connected to a microscopic valve inserted in the navel.

Under the entire visible surface of Alexis' body, with the exception of the face, hands and feet, there were elastic rubber implants, destined to be filled with liquid in a few days. Throughout the operation, Alexis watched silently widening her eyes and trying to see what the doctor was doing. Being paralyzed, she could not speak, as Roxanne knew well.

At the end of the operation, the doctor injected her with a drug that eliminated the effects of anesthesia and after 10 minutes, Alexis started talking again.

She said she was a little disappointed with the results of the operation, looking at her body she didn't see much difference. It was just a little bigger than before, obviously expecting more evident results.

Roxanne and Valentine looked at each other and smiled.

They already knew what would happen in a few days. They injected Alexis with a sedative to put her to sleep and brought her back with the bed equipped with wheels to her room.

. . .

He slept for five days to allow the prosthesis to take root firmly in his body. In the meantime, the drugs that injected them into the body intravenously were making her skin elastic.

From a bottle of physiological fluid hanging near his bed, a synthetic-based substance, discovered by the doctor, flowed into his circulatory system.

The chemical formulation of the enzyme, an active part of the substance, was able to attach itself to the cells that formed the skin and muscle fibers and to cause a physical mutation. The cells thus modified were able to withstand a remarkable elongation without destructive effects. In terms

practical, the skin and musculature became incredibly elastic and could be subjected to traction and expansion without tearing or stretching.

The doctor had discovered the enzyme's capabilities a few years earlier during his research on anti-wrinkle drugs.

One morning they woke her up and took her to the clinic where the doctor was waiting for them.

- Hello Alexis, how are you feeling?

- I would say badly since the operation was useless, I'm like before! she said annoyed.

- But the operation is not finished yet, I have to perform the last surgery again. You will see that soon you will change your mind.

They placed the woman in a wheelchair much wider and sturdier than the one with which she had arrived at the clinic. The anatomically padded seat was about one meter wide and had a central hole to allow the woman her physiological needs. A soft rubber of a few centimeters in diameter ending in a rounded end passed through the hole, it had the appearance of an artificial phallus.

Before seating her, Roxanne sprinkled him with Vaseline and checked that the tube was aligned with the woman's anal opening. As they made her sit and the tube slowly penetrated her anus, Alexis jumped, her limp body was shaken by a shudder and a cry escaped.

Immediately afterwards an expression of intense pleasure appeared on his face.

- Shall I always be impaled on this thing? Even though it's nice, I don't know if I'll make it.

- The tube is inserted into your anus to allow you to defecate.

At the end of the operation it will no longer be possible to use the normal services. No toilet will be able to hold your weight.

Also know that this special armchair will become your home forever.

It will hardly be possible to get out of there, even thinking about using a crane, your body does not have enough strength to be harnessed.

You would risk tearing your arms or legs. As you can see, the seat and the leg support are reclining to allow you to sleep and guarantee a certain comfort.

However, you are still in time to give up, if these prospects scare you I can suspend the operation.

- I came here to get fat and nothing will make me change my mind. Go ahead, doctor.

Alexis, despite the apparent bravado and decision, was very tense and perhaps frightened by the thought of what she would soon be suffering. In spite of this she was determined to do it and to avoid second thoughts she urged the doctor to continue.

The artificial phallus inserted deeply into her anus gave her a strange sensation.

Although soft and flexible, shaped according to the shape of its rectal opening, it felt like an intruder.

Her husband often penetrated her from behind, but being prevented by her huge buttocks, she was unable to fully insert him.

The phallus that was now impaling her was instead deeply inserted into her cavity and it was the first time she felt it so deep.

The sensation was not unpleasant, on the contrary, it felt continuously stimulated as if it had penetrated a real organ. 

Over time she would probably get used to it.

Roxanne inserted another catheter into her vagina and tried to find the ureter.

The soft silicone probe was inserted deeply into the vaginal fissure and fixed permanently with special glue in correspondence with the urine evacuation hole.

He placed the tube between the folds of the skin so as not to hinder access to the vulva.

The doctor ordered Alexis to urinate to test the tightness of the drainage system. After numerous attempts, the woman managed to expel a little pee which, passing through the tube, ended up in a container under the seat.

- Alexis, now I'm going to start filling your subcutaneous implants with special fluid. I want you to warn me if you feel particular sensations. said the doctor.

He took a long, thin tube that ended in a large needle. The other end was connected and a large container of pink liquid. He searched for Alexis's navel in the folds of the flesh and inserted the needle deeply. The woman jumped, but was surprised when she realized she wasn't hearing

ache. Valentine turned on the pump and the liquid began to flow into the tube to end up in Alexis' body.

"I feel a slight tingling all over my body, as if so many ants were walking over me," he said laughing.

- Don't worry, it's normal. said the doctor to reassure her.

Slowly the woman's entire body began to swell. The belly expanded further while the folds of the skin stretched until they disappeared. Her breasts swelled like balls even though they were already twice the size of a soccer ball. The hips widened filling all the free space on the sides of the seat. The loose, sagging skin expanded and tightened as if a balloon inflates. The folds slowly disappeared. Her arms and legs swelled visibly.

Alexis was ecstatic while admiring her body swell. By doubling the thickness, the length of the arms seemed to decrease. Short appendages sprouted from the trunk and ended with small hands.

Alexis happily witnessed the mutation of her body, it was getting bigger than she ever imagined. The enormously swollen breasts now looked like two golf bags and fell inert along the chair.

The skin, previously covered with folds, had tightened under the pressure of the liquid that filled it.

Meanwhile, 140 liters of fluid had already entered Alexis' body, and the doctor asked her if she should stop.

- No ! again, please doctor. Put all the liquid in your body.

- Okay, I can inject you another 90 liters, if then it seems exaggerated, I can always take off a little.

The liquid continued to flow slowly, the operation had to be very gradual to allow a regular distribution in all the prostheses and avoid overpressures. For more than two hours the pump injected the liquid into the bags implanted in the woman and in the end Alexis's body was filled with 300 liters of fluid.

The woman no longer looked human, on the wheelchair there was now a shapeless ball from which huge pink leather bags with nipples hung.

The weight dropped them down and they had settled on the shapeless mass.

The legs had been absorbed into the body and made a single body with the mass of flesh.

Only the feet and part of the ankles were visible.

From the upper part of the body protruded stubby appendages with hands. The arms were gone.

"That seems enough to me, at least for now," said Alexis, kneading the words.

Her head, no longer her neck, had sunk into the trembling mass that submerged her and she could no longer speak well.

His chin was obstructed in movement and the words were slurred. Maybe they had found a way to silence Alexis.

He tried to move his arm to touch his belly, but the movement was impossible. His hands were unusable.

- That's okay too, I'm so happy that I'm not willing to give up even a liter of that fantastic liquid that injected me. Who knows how happy my husband will be when he sees me. A worried expression veiled Alexis' face.

- Doctor, will my husband still make love?

"You will be able to tell me this after you try," replied the doctor.

- The functionality of your sexual organ has remained intact, all you have to do is wish your husband to find where to put it. Valentine pulled out the needle inserted in the navel and sealed the valve inserted under the skin.

The woman weighed again and the scale stopped at 430 kilograms.

After deducting the weight of the wheelchair, the woman weighed 352 kilograms.

- Not bad as a fattening cure! mumbled Alexis satisfied.

They took her back to her room and let her get used to her new body.

Roxanne wanted to stay with her to keep her some company. He looked at the huge human being with tenderness and a little pity.

Tastes are tastes, he thought to himself. If that's okay with you!

Alexis tried in vain to touch her breasts with her hands and had to make considerable efforts to do so. The arms, which had become short and enormously large, were unable to move freely.

After several attempts he managed to take the nipple between his fingers and squeeze it forcefully. He probably needed to check if his body was still sensitive.

Later, Alexis' husband came to pick her up.

He was a small but well-proportioned man, he wasn't fat at all, as Roxanne would have expected. A lively look and a cunning expression characterized him. Valentine accompanied him to Alexis' room and opened the door. He looked for his wife but didn't see her.

He looked at Roxanne with a questioning expression and the nurse pointed to the wheelchair where Alexis was lying motionless. He watched carefully and his eyes lit up.

- Alexis! Is it really you?

He ran to the white meat ball and tried to hug it.

The circumference was excessive for the arms of the man who could not completely encircle it.

- Yes honey ! It's me, I'm a little fat, but it's always me. How do you find me ?

- You're fantastic, you're the woman of my dreams, I didn't expect to find you so fat, I didn't think it possible.

He kissed her tenderly on the mouth, while Alexis tried to hug him in turn.

Her arms had become too short to do so, and so she just touched the bump that protruded from his pants, which was within reach. The man was terribly excited.

- Would it be possible to do zum-zum immediately? he asked Roxanne.

- There are no contraindications, you are free to do so. replied the nurse with complicity. - If you want to stay here, if there were any problems.

He reclined the back of the special armchair in order to put Alexis flat and folded the side protections so as to transform it into a cot.

He helped the woman to widen her thighs as much as possible, within the limits allowed by the mass of meat.

The man quickly took off his pants and underpants. An erect member of considerable length appeared between his legs.

He climbed on Alexis' body and looked for the crack where to dip the biscuit.

He couldn't find it, and after a few tries he gave up and turned to Roxanne.

- Would you kindly help me? I can't find my wife's cunt.

Roxanne, approached him, took his penis in his hand and searched among the mass of meat. He tried to break through his thighs and pointed him in the right direction. The man pushed and entered her with a single blow. The remarkable rod dipped like a teaspoon into the pudding.

Alexis felt herself breaking through and the double penetration of her husband's member and the probe inserted in the anus gave her wonderful sensations. He let himself go to a long cry of pleasure and a shudder made his body vibrate. The man started to piston it. With powerful blows of

kidneys, gave her a violent orgasm and they came together.

The man, exhausted and panting, settled down on the welcoming and soft body of his wife and waited for his strength to return.

- Thank you, miss, I couldn't have done it without your help - I murmur. He took a shower and got dressed while Valentine and Roxanne rearranged the wheelchair in its original position. They covered Alexis' body with a heavy fur lined blanket and prepared her to go home.

As soon as her husband returned from the bathroom where he had washed and dressed, he looked at her with intense love, caressed her head sticking out of her fur and driving the motorized chair like a lawn mower led her to the elevator where the doctor was waiting for them.

- Doctor, you made me happy, I can never thank you enough for what you did. My husband loves me madly.

By the way, the test was successful - he said with a wink.

The gelatinous mass named Alexis, accompanied by her husband, entered the elevator and left.