Chloe the Raichu was standing behind the counter in her famous bakery. She was very well-known throughout her town, and most days it had plenty of customers. Her cakes and cookies were very popular, and she always had a little bit of pride whenever she baked something. It was about midday on this particular day, when a Zangoose wearing jeans and a white hoodie walks through the door.
"Oh, Hi! Welcome to Chloe's Bakery!", said Chloe with a bright smile. The Zangoose smiled back and said "My name is Mike. I came here because of a recommendation from a friend." He spotted the array of sweets that were strewn across the counter. "Wow, these look amazing! did you really make all of this?" "Yup!", replied Chloe. "I make just about every sort of sweet thing you can think of! Would you like anything, Mike?" Mike shook his head. "Nah, I couldn't buy any of this. It sure would be nice, though." "Well, since this is your first time here, I'll give you some free brownies!", Chloe said sweetly. Mike seemed happy about Chloe's nice offer. "Thank you so much, you're very kind," he said. Chloe went to a different area of the bakery to get the brownies where her back was turned to Mike. She was returning with a small bag of brownies, and she was going to go to Mike and say "Here are your brownies! You have a nice day now, okay?", but she saw something that absolutely enraged her.
She saw that Mike was eating most of the sweets that had been set on the counter, and he also had stuffed some down his pants.
That sight really got Chloe's blood boiling. "What the hell! Stop it, you thief!", Chloe screamed at Mike. Chloe absolutely hated thieves. The swift Zangoose ran out the door. Chloe tried to run after him, but she fell and couldn't keep up. "Grrrrrr...you bastard!", she growled. "I'll get you, just wait." She went to the basement and grabbed some chains that were laying on the floor. Then, she went outside and spotted Mike walking along. She quietly followed him home...

The next day, Mike woke up slightly dazed as usual. But something didn't feel right to him. the first thing he noticed was that he didn't wake up in his room. He was in some sort of barely-lit basement. He tried to get up, but then he saw that he was in a chair and his arms and legs were chained. he started to panic a little. Just then, the figure of Chloe appeared in front of him. She was wearing a light pink apron. He tried to speak, but he had duct tape over his mouth.
"Ah, Michael. You're awake," Chloe said. "Nice pyjamas you got there." They were blue with dark blue spots on it. Chloe climbed on top of Mike and ripped the duct tape off his mouth. "You crazy bitch!!", he immediately yelled out. "What are you doing? how did you even get me here?" Chloe stepped in front of him again and started to explain while pacing. "It's pretty simple, really. You stole from my bakery. I never keep letting that happen. I do this with everyone who steals from me. I followed you home, waited for you to sleep, drugged you, tied you up, and brought you here to the basement of my shop. You're getting a well-deserved punishment."
Mike got more scared. "What could you possibly do?", he asked carefully. Chloe then wheeled over a few carts. They were stacked very high with all sorts of sweets. there were tons of cakes, cupcakes, cookies, brownies, and many other things. "I made these especially for you," Chloe said. "Since you must love my tasty treats sooooooo much, I'm going to make you eat this. ALL of it." She picked up a chocolate cake. "Oh, and don't try to yell for help. The bakery's not even open yet!" She walked with the cake on top of him and got close to his mouth. "No! You're fucking mad!", Mike shouted. he desperately tried to escape from his chains, but it was ineffective. "No no, don't struggle," Chloe said in a sort of soft voice. "Or else I'll thunderbolt you." Mike knew how much that would hurt, so he stopped fighting, nodded in cooperation, and opened his mouth. Then Chloe took a big slice of cake and stuffed it in.

Mike made himself chew and swallow each bite of the sweet, chocolatey cake. He could feel himself fattening a little. Soon, he had eaten the first large cake.
"See, now didn't that taste good?", Chloe asked nice yet tauntingly. Mike had to admit, it did taste great. But he didn't enjoy being fed like this. "Don't worry, there's plenty more for you to eat," she said.
The mischievous and somewhat cruel Raichu continuously force fed the various cakes into the Zangoose's mouth. Strangely, He felt the need to eat more and more as he was filling up. He was visibly getting very fat. After about 200 or so cakes, she ran out.
"Wow, look how fat and pudgy you've gotten!", Chloe said. His belly was the size of a mini-fridge. His clothes became tight-fitting, and the buttons were about to fly off. "Here, let me get you out of those uncomfortable clothes," she said.
First, she tore off his shirt, which caused his squishy belly to bounce outwards. Then, she took off his pants which caused his underwear to be fully exposed. Mike was kind of embarrassed that she was looking at him, fat and shirtless and in his brightly-colored pink boxers. "You're lookin' good in those undies," said Chloe teasingly.
"N-no more," Mike begged. "Oh, more you say? Definitely!", Chloe said. She started to stuff him with dozens and dozens of various types of fresh cookies and chocolate-covered pretzels. After those ran out, Mike's belly expanded to double it's size from the first time. Chloe was very pleased. "I love how this is turning out," She said. "You just might be my favorite guy I've stuffed!"
"P-please, stop it," Mike begged again. "I-I'm way too full." Tears were rushing down his face. He didn't know how long he'd been down there, all he knew was that he was very stuffed and very uncomfortable. "Nope! As I said, I'm not stopping until all of this is finished!", Chloe replied.
She was nonstop filling him up with even more sweets. Almost every part of his body had gotten some fat on it. Tons of blueberry, apple and pumpkin pies, lots of chocolate and vanilla cupcakes, a few dozen cream-filled doughnuts, and pan after pan of brownies were all being fed into the poor Zangoose.
Finally, Mike had eaten everything that Chloe had baked for him. He let out a sigh of relief. His body was now very huge and squishy. He had gotten much bigger than the chair. The chains somehow still somehow held him tightly.
"There we go," said Chloe. "Now all you need is something to wash it down with!" Mike's eyes widened in horror as he saw Chloe carry in a few gallons of milk.
Chloe took the cap off of one of the gallons. She shoved the bottle into his mouth and forced him to chug down the milk. Mike sputtered as he was gulping down the cold liquid. "Now, drink up!", Chloe said as she took joy in filling Mike up even more. After 25 gallons, she was finally out of milk. She went up and squished Mike's fat body with delight. His body had expanded so much that he couldn't even attempt to yell out for help anymore.
"Well, That's it for now. I'll bake some more and that'll be it," Chloe said. "Time for me to open the bakery." She looked Mike directly in the eye with a stern, intimidating look on her face, and said "Let this be a lesson to you. Never. Ever. Steal. Anything. From. Me." Mike whimpered as he watched Chloe walk upstairs. He definitely learned his lesson. All he could do now was sit there stuffed to the brim, waiting for Chloe to return.