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Tali blinked a few times her vision still blurry. What happened? She asked herself vision still too clouded to make out her surroundings. Her head burned like hot coals. She instinctively reached out to rub it only to find her hands were bound behind her back. Suddenly she began to realize she was captive. Why? How? Again questions screaming in her mind. Fear began to take hold as she realized her legs too were bound. Tali choked it back with all the resolve of an experienced combatant, fear needed to wait she needed to keep her cool, figure out her surroundings, and escape at all costs.

Bosh'tet why can't I still see? She screamed to herself as she tried to wriggle to see if there was any give in her bond situation. Unfortunately, she found that she couldn't even move her spine it was locked in place by some unknown means.

“Graaaaaahh!” she yelled verbally in frustration. Then her mind froze, she could hear the distinct sound of footsteps approaching. A metallic clang with everyone. This meant armor was being worn, or worse possibly Geth. The sound got closer and closer, and finally stopped just in front of her.

“Good morning Ms. Normandy. Or would you prefer just Tali?” a woman's voice called out in a thick accent that one might find in the northeast portion of Earth's North America continent. She didn't recognize it at all.

“Whoever you are, let me go or” she was cut off halfway by the individual before her. “Or what, Ms. Normandy? Commander Shepard and his notorious ship of galactic thugs will come and pummel me into jelly? Unlikely.” The woman stated her voice a bit sarcastic.

“You see they are quite beyond any ability to assist you. They were the ones who handed you over to me.” She said taking a stride closer indicated by the increased volume, and the clang of her feet. She was close enough now that a shadow that formed the shape of a humanoid formed in her vision through the blur of everything else she still couldn't make out.

“Liar! Shepard would never do such a thing!” Tali retorted. She could make out the distinctive sound of muffled laughter.

“You can believe what you will Ms. Normandy, but it will not change the situation. Now! You may not like me but let me at least make you a bit more comfortable. After all, I'm nothing if not hospitable of my guests.” she said rather dramatically with all the flair of maybe a used ship salesman. She saw the shadow move closer and closer until it was right in front of her. Panic set in, her breathing came in short breaths and a fast pace. Tali struggled with all her might willing her muscles to assist but they were incapable. Sweat formed on her brow from the exertion. The shadow moved towards her, it was clear to her that they were her captor's arms from the shape. Tali thought her heart would burst from the fear that she was ashamed she had at that moment. Then, her visor was lifted away and she could see clearly.

“The neutralizing aerosol I sprayed into your mask clouded the visor. I apologize it was not my intent,” The woman stated rather matter of factually. Tali’s captor stood before her in clear sight of a sort. She wore slim-fitting armor, indeed from head to toe of an unknown make or model. It was designed to cover all recognizable features from view, and it was capped with a weighty helmet with only two little blue lights for eye optics. She walked back a bit so she could have a better view of the area in front of her. Her demeanor was fairly calm and unalarming despite her situation. To some extent, Tali calmed down too but then realized her face mask had been removed.

“Are you insane? I'm Quarian, I'll die!” Tali shouted frantically. The woman motioned to calm Tali, and stated: “Not to worry everything in your surroundings are excessively quarantined and sanitized there is nary a microbe of bacteria around you.” She didn't know to believe her or not, but I suppose she would find out soon enough. Deep down Tali knew if the woman wanted her dead she would be already. Still, something unusual was going on here and her gut told her to be on guard and focus on the situation not the possible, something about this woman made tali feel as if her captor wasn’t being truthful.

Tali took a deep breath to slow down her tense level of anxiety, and then took a good look at what she could see even though her head wouldn't pivot. The floor was metal and smooth. It shined and reflected all the lighting indicating its well maintained and cleaned status. The room she was in was very spacious it went on for maybe half a kilometer the walls seemed very reflective as the floor was. The ceiling she could not see just bright lighting somewhere high above her. It had a very sterile feel like she had never really known. Finally, there were shipping containers in front and fanning out likely all over the room. A warehouse perhaps, she thought.

“Why am I restrained? If you are so hospitable as you claim,” she stated. “Oh, that is for your own good I assure you. I hacked into your bio-suits controls and overrode its nanite muscle systems, which enhance your physical abilities,” she said as he brought up an Omni-tool to demonstrate. With a few presses suddenly she had control of her spine and head again. She could now look around the room with more ability. However, it still did not tell her anything new.

“Thank you, that helps,” Tali said rich in sarcasm. “Lets cut to the matter, why am I here, and what do you want with me?”

“To the point, that's what I like about Quarians, no time for idle conversation,” the woman said with another flamboyant wave of her arm.

“Let me begin, your race is very sick Ms. Normandy, and you can't remember everything because of this sickness.” she began. “A genetic disorder that began to be noticed with your generation. Caused we presume by living in a sterile environment for so long,” she stated with little concern in her voice. “This disorder has mutated within your generation's cells and will be passed further mutated generation by generation until your species ceases to exist. It will be lethal Ms. Normandy.”

Tali paused the words sinking in it would be technically possible several things of their migratory lifestyle had altered her species. “What are the symptoms?” she asked.
“The symptoms in your generation express itself in short-term memory loss which is easily overcome with proper medication. However, further manifest in high blood pressure and the gradual loss in reproductive ability. The later the most dangerous to your species.” she answered. The last part of that cut deep and she felt sorrow. Tali had always longed for a life back on her home-world free of migration, with her people and her fantasized children. It was her dream, her passion, and what she spent her life working towards.
“What do you need me for? What can I do?” she asked. The woman paced back and forth for a moment as if collecting her thoughts.

“You were chosen for this Ms. Normandy, I contacted you about a possible method of cure that we would need to research on, I had no choice but to bring you here as your friends weren’t as kind though having doubts that my reasoning was as pure as I claim them to be, I had to find a way to give a ride here.” the woman explained. “Your DNA expresses a higher concentration of the defect than other Quarians in the Fleet for unknown reasons. To better understand the disorder I must have a better understanding of its nature and I need a better sample. This will require cell growth to foster and the more advanced the subject the easier this will be to obtain.” The woman plainly stated to her little captor of why she was here in the first place casually unhooking the helmet that covered her face in the beginning, tali didn't know if this sudden shift was to her advantage or not. this woman was defiantly human just like Shepard but unlike Shepard, she seemed too cold and calculative to an extent the beauty that this woman had could only think that she was in another league Tali from piercing blue eyes and raven black hair kept neat and tidy in a bob like haircut these features made it hard to think this woman was actually a scientist.

Tali was finally somewhat relaxed and the sympathy she had for her people compelled her to believe her story,yet to be forcefully brought here against her will made Tali doubt if this woman was telling the truth,“You see Ms. Normandy, the further the cells grow the more replication of your cells themselves and it's my theory the disorder will begin to weaken and suppress as forced replication asserts itself.” she continued.
“And the restraint?” Tali asked curiously. “I would be more than willing to assist my people all you had to do is ask for my help, not take such drastic action to kidnap me in such a grotesque way..”

“No doubt Ms. Normandy, no doubt!, But sometimes simple things need to be done in drastic manners, cant allow Shepard to find you so quickly there is much to be done” she exclaimed. “However you will find the cell growth process for lack of a better word, strenuous for someone of your species.” she alluded. “You see there is only one practical method in a scientifically short time. That is without bombarding your body with harmful radiation to foster cancerous growth which would be barbaric.”

“That would be.” she agreed her eyes narrowed with intrigue.

“Why we just simply need to fatten you up, Ms. Normandy. Simple as that,” she stated a ting of rose color flushing her pale cheeks, The woman’s real purpose came to light within her cheeks. Tali looked at her as if she was joking but found nothing but seriousness in her tone.

“Fatten me up? You can't be serious?” Tali said praying for some further information behind her mannerism to indicate a well-played prank by Shepard. However, in the end, she found none and instead saw this raven-haired woman opened one of the metallic containers behind her. she reached in and pulled out what appeared to be some sort of cake laced with pink icing. It was already sliced she could see with a server embedded in it. It was roughly half a meter in size well more than someone of Tali’s frame could handle.

“Science is always serious Ms. Normandy, and it always gets results, what you don’t realize is your mine now my little pet,” she said coldly. lifting a slice with the server and moved towards Tali’s face, she needed to get away from this deranged woman. Tali instinctively struggled as much as her spine would flex and began jerking her head as if it would help. When the woman was near to her, she moved the slice close to her face. Yet, she just couldn't manage to get it in her mouth from her head moving. Finally, she lost her grip on the server and the slice smacked face-first onto the floor.

“Come now Ms. Normandy, that was a fine slice you just ruined,” she said flipping her hair out of her face before reaching for her Omni-tool. With a few characteristic key presses, Tali's head was again locked in place now with her mouth wide open. The woman then reached down with her hand and picked up the slice as best she could. Then placed it in Tali's mouth delicately. She pressed a single pre-programmed button on his Omni-tool and suddenly she was chewing up the slice until satisfactorily mashed in her mouth. Then without thinking or intending, she swallowed it. She could remember distinctly and clearly that first slice sliding down her neck-deep down and landing in her stomach. She had to admit it tasted really good, maybe the best thing she ever had, being forced to eat was just the beginning for Tali's troubles..

“May as well relax Ms. Normandy you are going to be here a while and things ain't going to change. I recommend just giving in and letting yourself go, but the choice is yours,” she said lifting another slice from the tray with her hands, smiling at the Tali with such glee and motioning to her face. She released her headlock again. She clamped her mouth tight shaking her head no in defiance. The woman sighed and reengaged the lock. Then shoved the next slice in. Again she chewed and swallowed, delicious Tali thought against all better judgment of the situation. Then again another slice was inserted and she swallowed. Then another, this time she knew her stomach was tightened nearing capacity.

“Halfway there Ms. Normandy,” she started grabbing the fifth slice and inserting it. This time when Tali swallowed she felt her stomach stretch just a bit being over-filled. This was a new sensation for her living rationed in the migrant fleet. She groaned, indicating a mix of discomfort and horror, there was no way Tali could escape from this onslaught of cake. It was responded with a sixth and then seventh slice of cake. Her belly was now visibly and distended packed with the sweet cake. She moaned feeling how tight and full it was. It hurt a little, Tali knew this couldn't go on, "please just let me go, I am no threat to you" she begged tears streaming down her face hoping to side with the woman's humanity, yet this did nothing to persuade her to realize that Talk didn't want this. "Come now ms. Normandy, just be a good girl and eat, I know there is a piglet inside you begging to get out" she said to Tali a wide grin plastered on her face, using her free hand to gently pat the orb that was Tali’s stomach.

Picking up on this discomfort the woman begun to rub her belly just a little. It felt better than any massage, the feeling made her shiver. She then picked up the last slice and crammed it in Tali's unwanting mouth which produced an unusual sensation mentally for Tali. She found this very stimulating to her senses, yet the pain was too much for her to bear. She didn't know why, but she found being fattened to be very stimulating, to say the least, but the way the woman was doing it caused Tali to fear her captor and the predicament that she was placed it. She had noticed he had paused after having her chew it up for several seconds as if teasing her stomach. She closed her eyes awaiting the plunge deep into her swollen gut. A slight moan escaped her mouth, and then it happened she swallowed. This last bit stretched her stomach even further well beyond its capacity. She literally could feel it expand from the slice. Never had she known such fear of exploding like this, and all because of eating.

“That's a good girl, Ms. Normandy, we are on our way to victory, ”the woman stated giving the overstuffed gullet a playful prod. She touched her Omni-tool and released all muscle control. Despite her now having the ability to walk about freely and explore her surroundings. Tali could only lay on her side moaning and rub her bloated stomach. "Why would someone do this, there must be a way to escape," Tali thought to herself, feeling its curve and resistance to touch. Tali's stomach was so sensitive, she didn't know if she could move in this condition, the woman looked at her little captor with glee “eat and grow like a good piglet, for your people” the woman said before leaving the room to attend to other things. Feeling so tired, Tali's eyes drooped down as she fell asleep in a food-induced coma.

Awaken to what Tali presumed was hours later. She was laying on the floor, flat on her back, and instinctively tried to sit up. There was a resistance she hadn't anticipated. Her stomach was still a bit swollen from her previous snack. She groaned rubbing her belly gently as if to say sorry. A small burp escaped her mouth which she covered with her other hand. With some effort, she rolled a bit and managed to right herself so she was sitting on the floor.

"It wasn't a dream, after all, bosh'tet", she said to herself. Another groan and she stood up on her feet. She felt unbalanced as she stood there which was a strange sensation for her. Taking a few steps forward she noticed another strange sensation, her stomach was bouncing a bit and jiggling. It evidently wasn't as tight and firm as it was before she slept. Taking a hand she pinched the side and found that it wasn't just food in there she had, in fact, a small layer of fat over her belly. Tali became horrified of what she was seeing upon her body, yet she didn't know what to do about her predicament.

"She really did it to me", she said in her mind. She then looked down and started rubbing her sides, and finally her butt. It all was just a hint thicker. She had fat for the first time in her life. She had fat for the first time in her species since before the Migrant Fleet was founded. It was different, unworldly, and all-in-all secretly it was what she dreaded that it would be. She needed to know more about the change the fat had on her. Taking large strides groaning about the motions of her middle she made her way to one of the walls in short order despite the distance.

In the wall her reflection was different than last she remembered. While always fairly curvy, the layer of fat had added to it. Her hips seemed a bit wider, her thighs a bit thicker, even her breasts a bit larger. If she had to guess she would say she had gained 4 maybe 5 kilograms from the cake. She laughed and began posing in the mirror, seeing just how the curves damaged her natural beauty in different positions.” what is she doing to me, she says it's for science but this is too much I’m not going let her fatten me up for her own amusement” Tali thought, rubbing her bigger posterior with hating how big she had become thanks to the woman stuffing her like a turkey.
“I see you are enjoying yourself, Ms. Normandy. I trust you slept well?” a familiar voice stated over a speaker unseen. Tali instinctively gritted her teeth and turned around looking around towards the ceiling. She thought to say something along the lines of how long were you watching, but she knew it was pointless.

“I hope you are hungry for breakfast, I made it myself.” the woman proclaimed as a few tiles on the floor around her slid open. Tables came out of the ground where they had been. The tables were covered with pancakes, bacon, eggs, toast, milk, juice, cereal, pastries, and all plethora of Earth-based breakfast item.

“Are you insane Quarians can't eat Earth food!” she said defiantly taking a step back so she was up against the wall as if it offered a means of escape. The speaker crackled to life again, “Relax Ms. Normandy, all the food you will be provided has been converted to a dextro-protein base with all the flavor and variety still attached.” Tali was still not willing to chance him being right, and moreover, she was still somewhat full from hours ago.

“I won't eat a bite no matter how you describe it, besides that, I'm clearly not hungry,” she said pointing at her slightly distending stomach. The food looked delicious and smelled wonderful, far better than the paste she was used to eating in the fleet, but damaging her figure further is something she wasn't going to do. She thought of ways to get out of this situation, her focus always ending up back on the delicious food on the table, but she'd likely make herself feel sick and she was already overweight from the other night, Tali didn't want to make matters worse for her situation.

“Have it your way Ms. Normandy.” the woman said as a tingling sensation of fear went through Tali's suit. Next thing she knew she was at the table grabbing a piece of toast and trying to force it into her own unwilling mouth. Tali didn't know why her suit wasn't responding to her movements, no matter what she did to stop the toast from entering her mouth was a constant struggle with her own body. Eventually, her arm won out and managed to get the food in. Amazing, it tasted better than it smelled, she had to get away before any more damage is done to her body. the pile of bacon was next to be grasped and thrust at her maw, she tried to flinch away but was still actually enjoying the toast and couldn't avoid it. In it went, and she found the bacon was even better than the buttery toast.

“Mmmmf, you can't mmmf do this to me, please just let me go I beg you...” Tali said between mouthfuls. She wasn't hungry, to begin with, and she was full in moments, tears began to run down her face blinding her with its salty droplets. The food didn't stop though and kept coming, she was in a state dread from the feeling of someone forcing more and more food into her bloated gut and the intense taste of foods beyond her imagining. A short stack of pancakes soon was in her maw going to its new destination. She was now only feigning resistance so that she could keep having the food forced in her. The truth was she would have dove on the buffet on her own will at this point if it meant that this brutal act would cease, “please stop mmmf, I’m so full” cried the Quarian trying the best she could to hold back her suit to autonomously feed her more, tears trickled down her face more and more, Tali was in the presence of a monster, not a woman, she claimed that it was for the benefit of the Quarians but deep down Tali knew that this was a lie and she was trapped. The taste of the food was the only thing that excited her about what was happening to her, “good piglet eat till you can't move anymore” the woman chuckled still spying on her little pet project. The feeling of it being done by some other force and the idea that she had no will in the matter, made her feel as if she had no hope of getting out of this situation.

“Ohhh, I'm so fat!” she exclaimed rubbing the side of her stomach sobbing still about her situation, she kind of like the feeling about it a bit, she knew that this desired needed to be pushed into the recesses of her mind. “Please, my tiny body can't handle another bite,” she said with a sexy undertone of ravenous desire. “Urrp, my stomach is so full it's unbearable. Mmmf more urp eggs ughh. Oh, kee'lah I'm going to burst urp.” she went on. Tali was almost finished with all the food at this point, her stomach stretched out in a dome in front of her a good half meter. She never felt more helpless in her life, she just wanted to get away from this woman and whatever she was planning to do to tali. She wanted the feeling to go away. One last swallow and she had vanquished the meal entirely against her own control.

“Hic, you can give me my body back. There is nothing left to consume,” Tali begged her captor. She felt her control regain as she sat down and then lounged onto her side rubbing her stuffed belly all over. She was already imagining what horrors she would have to endure once all that compacted mass in her gut stopped bubbling and churning. The sounds emanating from it indicated it was hard at work processing the load it was given into excess calories, complaining all the way. She was terrified by the feeling inside her gut from the level of full she was and started again to drift into a deep sleep. It was interrupted by the crackle of the speaker system again.

“I don't think you consumed everything, Ms. Normandy, like a good piglet would,” the woman said. Tali heaved herself back up so she was sitting straight, her legs widened by her own stomach’s girth.

“What are you talking about?” she protested feeling a sense of pride in her previous accomplishment. “There is not a crumb anywhere, it's all right here!” she shouted pointing her index into her belly button to emphasize the location of the meal. There was dead silence for at least a minute.

“Ms. Normandy, it is never too early for dessert after a big meal. You know this.” she snickered. She watched as a tile slid away and a big cinnamon roll oozing in sweet icing came out from under it. It must have been larger than the size of Tali's head. She moaned and protested at the cinnamon roll it was just too much for her to eat, stomach rumbled in protest at just site of it.

“No, I won't, I can't, you shouldn't!” Tali exclaimed in defiance wanting nothing more than to see the woman again, just so she could punch her for making her eat so much. She felt the control over her body wane again and she was actually scared. As scared of her overstuffed stomach as she was, she knew it had to have a limit. “Please, please don't do this, it won't fit!” she pleaded. This was answered by her own body hefting itself up again on its feet and moving towards the item. Tears began to roll down her face, she was actually horrified by what was happening. When she came before it, she fell to her knees, paused, and then her face lunged into it chomping down large bites as fast as it could, “that's the way eat until there is nothing left for your mine, my pet and your duty is to eat and grow like a good piglet does”

“Urrf, no, mmmf, no,” she mumbled out between bites. Her stomach tightened more and more despite it being stretched so far already. Then it stretched some more, and then some more. Despite her fears, her stomach continued to oblige and expand. Half-way through the treat, she has suddenly calmed again and began to think about why this was happening to her, “I must escape no matter the cost, I need to get away from this Bosh’tet of a woman” Tali though determined to escape.

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Tali blinked a few times her vision still blurry. What happened? She asked herself vision still too clouded to make out her surroundings. Her head burned like hot coals. She instinctively reached out to rub it only to find her hands were bound behind her back. Suddenly she began to realize she was captive. Why? How? Again questions screaming in her mind. Fear began to take hold as she realized her legs too were bound. Tali choked it back with all the resolve of an experienced combatant, fear needed to wait she needed to keep her cool, figure out her surroundings, and escape at all costs.

Bosh'tet why can't I still see? She screamed to herself as she tried to wriggle to see if there was any give in her bond situation. Unfortunately, she found that she couldn't even move her spine it was locked in place by some unknown means.

“Graaaaaahh!” she yelled verbally in frustration. Then her mind froze, she could hear the distinct sound of footsteps approaching. A metallic clang with everyone. This meant armor was being worn, or worse possibly Geth. The sound got closer and closer, and finally stopped just in front of her.

“Good morning Ms. Normandy. Or would you prefer just Tali?” a woman's voice called out in a thick accent that one might find in the northeast portion of Earth's North America continent. She didn't recognize it at all.

“Whoever you are, let me go or” she was cut off halfway by the individual before her. “Or what, Ms. Normandy? Commander Shepard and his notorious ship of galactic thugs will come and pummel me into jelly? Unlikely.” The woman stated her voice a bit sarcastic.

“You see they are quite beyond any ability to assist you. They were the ones who handed you over to me.” She said taking a stride closer indicated by the increased volume, and the clang of her feet. She was close enough now that a shadow that formed the shape of a humanoid formed in her vision through the blur of everything else she still couldn't make out.

“Liar! Shepard would never do such a thing!” Tali retorted. She could make out the distinctive sound of muffled laughter.

“You can believe what you will Ms. Normandy, but it will not change the situation. Now! You may not like me but let me at least make you a bit more comfortable. After all, I'm nothing if not hospitable of my guests.” she said rather dramatically with all the flair of maybe a used ship salesman. She saw the shadow move closer and closer until it was right in front of her. Panic set in, her breathing came in short breaths and a fast pace. Tali struggled with all her might willing her muscles to assist but they were incapable. Sweat formed on her brow from the exertion. The shadow moved towards her, it was clear to her that they were her captor's arms from the shape. Tali thought her heart would burst from the fear that she was ashamed she had at that moment. Then, her visor was lifted away and she could see clearly.

“The neutralizing aerosol I sprayed into your mask clouded the visor. I apologize it was not my intent,” The woman stated rather matter of factually. Tali’s captor stood before her in clear sight of a sort. She wore slim-fitting armor, indeed from head to toe of an unknown make or model. It was designed to cover all recognizable features from view, and it was capped with a weighty helmet with only two little blue lights for eye optics. She walked back a bit so she could have a better view of the area in front of her. Her demeanor was fairly calm and unalarming despite her situation. To some extent, Tali calmed down too but then realized her face mask had been removed.

“Are you insane? I'm Quarian, I'll die!” Tali shouted frantically. The woman motioned to calm Tali, and stated: “Not to worry everything in your surroundings are excessively quarantined and sanitized there is nary a microbe of bacteria around you.” She didn't know to believe her or not, but I suppose she would find out soon enough. Deep down Tali knew if the woman wanted her dead she would be already. Still, something unusual was going on here and her gut told her to be on guard and focus on the situation not the possible, something about this woman made tali feel as if her captor wasn’t being truthful.

Tali took a deep breath to slow down her tense level of anxiety, and then took a good look at what she could see even though her head wouldn't pivot. The floor was metal and smooth. It shined and reflected all the lighting indicating its well maintained and cleaned status. The room she was in was very spacious it went on for maybe half a kilometer the walls seemed very reflective as the floor was. The ceiling she could not see just bright lighting somewhere high above her. It had a very sterile feel like she had never really known. Finally, there were shipping containers in front and fanning out likely all over the room. A warehouse perhaps, she thought.

“Why am I restrained? If you are so hospitable as you claim,” she stated. “Oh, that is for your own good I assure you. I hacked into your bio-suits controls and overrode its nanite muscle systems, which enhance your physical abilities,” she said as he brought up an Omni-tool to demonstrate. With a few presses suddenly she had control of her spine and head again. She could now look around the room with more ability. However, it still did not tell her anything new.

“Thank you, that helps,” Tali said rich in sarcasm. “Lets cut to the matter, why am I here, and what do you want with me?”

“To the point, that's what I like about Quarians, no time for idle conversation,” the woman said with another flamboyant wave of her arm.

“Let me begin, your race is very sick Ms. Normandy, and you can't remember everything because of this sickness.” she began. “A genetic disorder that began to be noticed with your generation. Caused we presume by living in a sterile environment for so long,” she stated with little concern in her voice. “This disorder has mutated within your generation's cells and will be passed further mutated generation by generation until your species ceases to exist. It will be lethal Ms. Normandy.”

Tali paused the words sinking in it would be technically possible several things of their migratory lifestyle had altered her species. “What are the symptoms?” she asked.
“The symptoms in your generation express itself in short-term memory loss which is easily overcome with proper medication. However, further manifest in high blood pressure and the gradual loss in reproductive ability. The later the most dangerous to your species.” she answered. The last part of that cut deep and she felt sorrow. Tali had always longed for a life back on her home-world free of migration, with her people and her fantasized children. It was her dream, her passion, and what she spent her life working towards.
“What do you need me for? What can I do?” she asked. The woman paced back and forth for a moment as if collecting her thoughts.

“You were chosen for this Ms. Normandy, I contacted you about a possible method of cure that we would need to research on, I had no choice but to bring you here as your friends weren’t as kind though having doubts that my reasoning was as pure as I claim them to be, I had to find a way to give a ride here.” the woman explained. “Your DNA expresses a higher concentration of the defect than other Quarians in the Fleet for unknown reasons. To better understand the disorder I must have a better understanding of its nature and I need a better sample. This will require cell growth to foster and the more advanced the subject the easier this will be to obtain.” The woman plainly stated to her little captor of why she was here in the first place casually unhooking the helmet that covered her face in the beginning, tali didn't know if this sudden shift was to her advantage or not. this woman was defiantly human just like Shepard but unlike Shepard, she seemed too cold and calculative to an extent the beauty that this woman had could only think that she was in another league Tali from piercing blue eyes and raven black hair kept neat and tidy in a bob like haircut these features made it hard to think this woman was actually a scientist.

Tali was finally somewhat relaxed and the sympathy she had for her people compelled her to believe her story,yet to be forcefully brought here against her will made Tali doubt if this woman was telling the truth,“You see Ms. Normandy, the further the cells grow the more replication of your cells themselves and it's my theory the disorder will begin to weaken and suppress as forced replication asserts itself.” she continued.
“And the restraint?” Tali asked curiously. “I would be more than willing to assist my people all you had to do is ask for my help, not take such drastic action to kidnap me in such a grotesque way..”

“No doubt Ms. Normandy, no doubt!, But sometimes simple things need to be done in drastic manners, cant allow Shepard to find you so quickly there is much to be done” she exclaimed. “However you will find the cell growth process for lack of a better word, strenuous for someone of your species.” she alluded. “You see there is only one practical method in a scientifically short time. That is without bombarding your body with harmful radiation to foster cancerous growth which would be barbaric.”

“That would be.” she agreed her eyes narrowed with intrigue.

“Why we just simply need to fatten you up, Ms. Normandy. Simple as that,” she stated a ting of rose color flushing her pale cheeks, The woman’s real purpose came to light within her cheeks. Tali looked at her as if she was joking but found nothing but seriousness in her tone.

“Fatten me up? You can't be serious?” Tali said praying for some further information behind her mannerism to indicate a well-played prank by Shepard. However, in the end, she found none and instead saw this raven-haired woman opened one of the metallic containers behind her. she reached in and pulled out what appeared to be some sort of cake laced with pink icing. It was already sliced she could see with a server embedded in it. It was roughly half a meter in size well more than someone of Tali’s frame could handle.

“Science is always serious Ms. Normandy, and it always gets results, what you don’t realize is your mine now my little pet,” she said coldly. lifting a slice with the server and moved towards Tali’s face, she needed to get away from this deranged woman. Tali instinctively struggled as much as her spine would flex and began jerking her head as if it would help. When the woman was near to her, she moved the slice close to her face. Yet, she just couldn't manage to get it in her mouth from her head moving. Finally, she lost her grip on the server and the slice smacked face-first onto the floor.

“Come now Ms. Normandy, that was a fine slice you just ruined,” she said flipping her hair out of her face before reaching for her Omni-tool. With a few characteristic key presses, Tali's head was again locked in place now with her mouth wide open. The woman then reached down with her hand and picked up the slice as best she could. Then placed it in Tali's mouth delicately. She pressed a single pre-programmed button on his Omni-tool and suddenly she was chewing up the slice until satisfactorily mashed in her mouth. Then without thinking or intending, she swallowed it. She could remember distinctly and clearly that first slice sliding down her neck-deep down and landing in her stomach. She had to admit it tasted really good, maybe the best thing she ever had, being forced to eat was just the beginning for Tali's troubles..

“May as well relax Ms. Normandy you are going to be here a while and things ain't going to change. I recommend just giving in and letting yourself go, but the choice is yours,” she said lifting another slice from the tray with her hands, smiling at the Tali with such glee and motioning to her face. She released her headlock again. She clamped her mouth tight shaking her head no in defiance. The woman sighed and reengaged the lock. Then shoved the next slice in. Again she chewed and swallowed, delicious Tali thought against all better judgment of the situation. Then again another slice was inserted and she swallowed. Then another, this time she knew her stomach was tightened nearing capacity.

“Halfway there Ms. Normandy,” she started grabbing the fifth slice and inserting it. This time when Tali swallowed she felt her stomach stretch just a bit being over-filled. This was a new sensation for her living rationed in the migrant fleet. She groaned, indicating a mix of discomfort and horror, there was no way Tali could escape from this onslaught of cake. It was responded with a sixth and then seventh slice of cake. Her belly was now visibly and distended packed with the sweet cake. She moaned feeling how tight and full it was. It hurt a little, Tali knew this couldn't go on, "please just let me go, I am no threat to you" she begged tears streaming down her face hoping to side with the woman's humanity, yet this did nothing to persuade her to realize that Talk didn't want this. "Come now ms. Normandy, just be a good girl and eat, I know there is a piglet inside you begging to get out" she said to Tali a wide grin plastered on her face, using her free hand to gently pat the orb that was Tali’s stomach.

Picking up on this discomfort the woman begun to rub her belly just a little. It felt better than any massage, the feeling made her shiver. She then picked up the last slice and crammed it in Tali's unwanting mouth which produced an unusual sensation mentally for Tali. She found this very stimulating to her senses, yet the pain was too much for her to bear. She didn't know why, but she found being fattened to be very stimulating, to say the least, but the way the woman was doing it caused Tali to fear her captor and the predicament that she was placed it. She had noticed he had paused after having her chew it up for several seconds as if teasing her stomach. She closed her eyes awaiting the plunge deep into her swollen gut. A slight moan escaped her mouth, and then it happened she swallowed. This last bit stretched her stomach even further well beyond its capacity. She literally could feel it expand from the slice. Never had she known such fear of exploding like this, and all because of eating.

“That's a good girl, Ms. Normandy, we are on our way to victory, ”the woman stated giving the overstuffed gullet a playful prod. She touched her Omni-tool and released all muscle control. Despite her now having the ability to walk about freely and explore her surroundings. Tali could only lay on her side moaning and rub her bloated stomach. "Why would someone do this, there must be a way to escape," Tali thought to herself, feeling its curve and resistance to touch. Tali's stomach was so sensitive, she didn't know if she could move in this condition, the woman looked at her little captor with glee “eat and grow like a good piglet, for your people” the woman said before leaving the room to attend to other things. Feeling so tired, Tali's eyes drooped down as she fell asleep in a food-induced coma.

Awaken to what Tali presumed was hours later. She was laying on the floor, flat on her back, and instinctively tried to sit up. There was a resistance she hadn't anticipated. Her stomach was still a bit swollen from her previous snack. She groaned rubbing her belly gently as if to say sorry. A small burp escaped her mouth which she covered with her other hand. With some effort, she rolled a bit and managed to right herself so she was sitting on the floor.

"It wasn't a dream, after all, bosh'tet", she said to herself. Another groan and she stood up on her feet. She felt unbalanced as she stood there which was a strange sensation for her. Taking a few steps forward she noticed another strange sensation, her stomach was bouncing a bit and jiggling. It evidently wasn't as tight and firm as it was before she slept. Taking a hand she pinched the side and found that it wasn't just food in there she had, in fact, a small layer of fat over her belly. Tali became horrified of what she was seeing upon her body, yet she didn't know what to do about her predicament.

"She really did it to me", she said in her mind. She then looked down and started rubbing her sides, and finally her butt. It all was just a hint thicker. She had fat for the first time in her life. She had fat for the first time in her species since before the Migrant Fleet was founded. It was different, unworldly, and all-in-all secretly it was what she dreaded that it would be. She needed to know more about the change the fat had on her. Taking large strides groaning about the motions of her middle she made her way to one of the walls in short order despite the distance.

In the wall her reflection was different than last she remembered. While always fairly curvy, the layer of fat had added to it. Her hips seemed a bit wider, her thighs a bit thicker, even her breasts a bit larger. If she had to guess she would say she had gained 4 maybe 5 kilograms from the cake. She laughed and began posing in the mirror, seeing just how the curves damaged her natural beauty in different positions.” what is she doing to me, she says it's for science but this is too much I’m not going let her fatten me up for her own amusement” Tali thought, rubbing her bigger posterior with hating how big she had become thanks to the woman stuffing her like a turkey.
“I see you are enjoying yourself, Ms. Normandy. I trust you slept well?” a familiar voice stated over a speaker unseen. Tali instinctively gritted her teeth and turned around looking around towards the ceiling. She thought to say something along the lines of how long were you watching, but she knew it was pointless.

“I hope you are hungry for breakfast, I made it myself.” the woman proclaimed as a few tiles on the floor around her slid open. Tables came out of the ground where they had been. The tables were covered with pancakes, bacon, eggs, toast, milk, juice, cereal, pastries, and all plethora of Earth-based breakfast item.

“Are you insane Quarians can't eat Earth food!” she said defiantly taking a step back so she was up against the wall as if it offered a means of escape. The speaker crackled to life again, “Relax Ms. Normandy, all the food you will be provided has been converted to a dextro-protein base with all the flavor and variety still attached.” Tali was still not willing to chance him being right, and moreover, she was still somewhat full from hours ago.

“I won't eat a bite no matter how you describe it, besides that, I'm clearly not hungry,” she said pointing at her slightly distending stomach. The food looked delicious and smelled wonderful, far better than the paste she was used to eating in the fleet, but damaging her figure further is something she wasn't going to do. She thought of ways to get out of this situation, her focus always ending up back on the delicious food on the table, but she'd likely make herself feel sick and she was already overweight from the other night, Tali didn't want to make matters worse for her situation.

“Have it your way Ms. Normandy.” the woman said as a tingling sensation of fear went through Tali's suit. Next thing she knew she was at the table grabbing a piece of toast and trying to force it into her own unwilling mouth. Tali didn't know why her suit wasn't responding to her movements, no matter what she did to stop the toast from entering her mouth was a constant struggle with her own body. Eventually, her arm won out and managed to get the food in. Amazing, it tasted better than it smelled, she had to get away before any more damage is done to her body. the pile of bacon was next to be grasped and thrust at her maw, she tried to flinch away but was still actually enjoying the toast and couldn't avoid it. In it went, and she found the bacon was even better than the buttery toast.

“Mmmmf, you can't mmmf do this to me, please just let me go I beg you...” Tali said between mouthfuls. She wasn't hungry, to begin with, and she was full in moments, tears began to run down her face blinding her with its salty droplets. The food didn't stop though and kept coming, she was in a state dread from the feeling of someone forcing more and more food into her bloated gut and the intense taste of foods beyond her imagining. A short stack of pancakes soon was in her maw going to its new destination. She was now only feigning resistance so that she could keep having the food forced in her. The truth was she would have dove on the buffet on her own will at this point if it meant that this brutal act would cease, “please stop mmmf, I’m so full” cried the Quarian trying the best she could to hold back her suit to autonomously feed her more, tears trickled down her face more and more, Tali was in the presence of a monster, not a woman, she claimed that it was for the benefit of the Quarians but deep down Tali knew that this was a lie and she was trapped. The taste of the food was the only thing that excited her about what was happening to her, “good piglet eat till you can't move anymore” the woman chuckled still spying on her little pet project. The feeling of it being done by some other force and the idea that she had no will in the matter, made her feel as if she had no hope of getting out of this situation.

“Ohhh, I'm so fat!” she exclaimed rubbing the side of her stomach sobbing still about her situation, she kind of like the feeling about it a bit, she knew that this desired needed to be pushed into the recesses of her mind. “Please, my tiny body can't handle another bite,” she said with a sexy undertone of ravenous desire. “Urrp, my stomach is so full it's unbearable. Mmmf more urp eggs ughh. Oh, kee'lah I'm going to burst urp.” she went on. Tali was almost finished with all the food at this point, her stomach stretched out in a dome in front of her a good half meter. She never felt more helpless in her life, she just wanted to get away from this woman and whatever she was planning to do to tali. She wanted the feeling to go away. One last swallow and she had vanquished the meal entirely against her own control.

“Hic, you can give me my body back. There is nothing left to consume,” Tali begged her captor. She felt her control regain as she sat down and then lounged onto her side rubbing her stuffed belly all over. She was already imagining what horrors she would have to endure once all that compacted mass in her gut stopped bubbling and churning. The sounds emanating from it indicated it was hard at work processing the load it was given into excess calories, complaining all the way. She was terrified by the feeling inside her gut from the level of full she was and started again to drift into a deep sleep. It was interrupted by the crackle of the speaker system again.

“I don't think you consumed everything, Ms. Normandy, like a good piglet would,” the woman said. Tali heaved herself back up so she was sitting straight, her legs widened by her own stomach’s girth.

“What are you talking about?” she protested feeling a sense of pride in her previous accomplishment. “There is not a crumb anywhere, it's all right here!” she shouted pointing her index into her belly button to emphasize the location of the meal. There was dead silence for at least a minute.

“Ms. Normandy, it is never too early for dessert after a big meal. You know this.” she snickered. She watched as a tile slid away and a big cinnamon roll oozing in sweet icing came out from under it. It must have been larger than the size of Tali's head. She moaned and protested at the cinnamon roll it was just too much for her to eat, stomach rumbled in protest at just site of it.

“No, I won't, I can't, you shouldn't!” Tali exclaimed in defiance wanting nothing more than to see the woman again, just so she could punch her for making her eat so much. She felt the control over her body wane again and she was actually scared. As scared of her overstuffed stomach as she was, she knew it had to have a limit. “Please, please don't do this, it won't fit!” she pleaded. This was answered by her own body hefting itself up again on its feet and moving towards the item. Tears began to roll down her face, she was actually horrified by what was happening. When she came before it, she fell to her knees, paused, and then her face lunged into it chomping down large bites as fast as it could, “that's the way eat until there is nothing left for your mine, my pet and your duty is to eat and grow like a good piglet does”

“Urrf, no, mmmf, no,” she mumbled out between bites. Her stomach tightened more and more despite it being stretched so far already. Then it stretched some more, and then some more. Despite her fears, her stomach continued to oblige and expand. Half-way through the treat, she has suddenly calmed again and began to think about why this was happening to her, “I must escape no matter the cost, I need to get away from this Bosh’tet of a woman” Tali though determined to escape.