Well well well guess who’s back at it again? I figured it needed a part two even if I initially meant for it to be a one and done, things change you know. However I wanted to make sure that this was a logical sequel to the first, continuing the narrative without deviating too much from the main story. I wanted to again focus on the wholesome and characterization aspects of it rather than blind indulgence. This time I wanted to have more dialogue than before along with taking more time to write it over a longer period of time along with more thought being put into it. I wrote the first one over the course of around 5 stressed hours non-stop, whereas with this one it was drawn out over several days in between the actual writing, plotting, idea creation, etc. Also, there’s a bit of fat play, inflation, and clothing bursting in this one if you’re into that sort of stuff. I hope this extra time spent shows in the writing and as usual, I hope you enjoy it!
Khaan’s weary eyes dragged open to the light not from the gentle glow of the creature’s bioluminescent flesh, but of the shimmering sunlight leaking through the opened windows. Incoherent thoughts and ideas started to blend with one another as her consciousness started to fully wake up. She clasped her forehead before peering around the decorated room in confusion. The wide arrangement of plushies, the expertly woven rug, the well-maintained sewing machine, there was no doubt in her mind that this was her bedroom.
She whispered to herself “Was it all a dream?”
She peered down at the fluffy apple-red blanket to notice them resting far higher on what felt like a somewhat heavier body. Perplexed by this, she tossed the sheets aside to reveal her pudgy body. Though it was a far cry from the mountainous body she had before, the amount of squishy fat on her body was still far more than what she had yesterday. Despite the soft fat collecting only mildly in other areas, her belly was substantially larger than before. She gently poked the bulbous mass expecting it to be inflated outwards by some fluid or gas. Instead of being stopped by a tense layer of skin, it sank into the mushy blubber, sinking deeper and deeper until her entire finger was enveloped in the squishy flesh.
She tossed the fluffy blankets off of herself and heaved her chubby body out of the velvety bed. Using the wooden headrest, he pushed against the sturdy bed frame until she found herself able to stand upright.
She stood awestruck, continuing to poke her doughy belly repeatedly. With both her hands she clasped her flabby abdomen and hoisted it uptight before releasing her firm grip, letting her distended belly bounce up and down numerous times. Her plump cheeks warmed up as she pressed her hand into her mushy abdomen, her entire hand being almost entirely engulfed in tepid lard.
“It’s,” Khaan could barely form a sentence in her state of enjoyment “it’s wonderful.”
An unknown but fruity voice spoke from behind her “Sorry about that, the fat reduction spells I had only worked so well, and I struggled not to pass out from how hard I was exerting myself.”
Khaan, briefly startled by the unknown voice, lept in panic, causing her bulging belly to jiggle once more. She turned to see the unknown person, their body covered head to toe in mismatched clothing. They wore an antique-looking plague doctor mask and wide brim hat though its materials and relatively good shape indicated that it had been made not too long ago. A sealskin pilot jacket and loose latex shirt covered their chest while a pair of snug sweatpants concealed their legs. On their back they covered a massive scroll that seemed big enough to hold a dictionary’s worth of curses and spells.
Khaan wiggled her blubbery gut yet again “I think it’s wonderful.”
“O-oh, glad to, hear it?” The stranger turned away from and rubbed the back of their obscured head in an embarrassed manner.
“What’s wrong?” Khaan tilted her head in confusion “Is it a bad thing?”
“No no it’s just that, well I’m just, erm, h-how do I put it? Unacclimatized to people being sart…sah…satisfied, yeah that’s the word! Uh, satisfied about the residual fat.”
Khaan’s eyes widened in curiosity “People? As in I’m not the first person you’ve used this fat reduction spell on?”
“Well the thing is that, I, got hir…no not like that,” The stranger tapped their chin as they tried to regain their train of thought “The-the creature that fattened you up. So it and I managed to get to an…agreement? Ok ok, long story short me and this thing wanted people who were feeling down, sad, that sorta stuff, into feeling better.”
“By turning them into a moribly obese mass of lard? I can understand why some people would enjoy it, there’s a feeder/feedie couple two floors above me that would kill for something like that, but not many people enjoy being that fat. Not to mention the whole ‘getting dragged into the abyss by some tentacle monster’ is probably enough to make anyone terrified of getting next to a watering hole ever again.” Khaan plopped herself back down on the cushiony bed, her legs starting to ache from standing upright and supporting so much extra weight.
The stranger repeatedly pointed to themself “E-exactly, which is where I, arrive, no come in. See once all that ‘being a fat teddy bear’ and ‘helping comfort some gigantic monster to sleep’ stuff is out of the way, it, well, dum, s-summons me to slim them back down and bring them back to their dwelling like nothing ever happened. Gar-gra, granted, there we go, granted the whole slimming part of it isn’t always, well perfect, and there tends to be a fair bit of residual fat left over. T-that and the whole experience tend to leave most people so weirded out that they don’t really know how to respond to or describe it all. For, erm, most people they just think it’s their brain telling them to get fit, others ad…a…adore, sorry my mind is still a bit scattered, adore the experience, and a fat, no, few people just shrug it off as some grotesque dream spawned by obscure desires.”
“Not the best plan,” Khaan nudged her hefty bell and mildly grinned “but I guess it kinda helps either way right? I mean you either make a person live a healthier lifestyle that’ll probably make them feel better or help someone discover who they are.”
“I…I never really, put it, like, h-hang on for a sec.” The stranger chanted a quick spell before a dense cloud of soot black smoke obscured him from Khaan’s sight. The opaque cloud lingered in place for a few seconds before dissipating into nothingness.
“That was odd.” She gazed down at her portly belly before peering at her pile of unorganized clothing strewn about the cold concrete floor. She grabbed a wrinkled navy-blue hoodie off the floor before sliding it down her plump body. For the most part the shirt fit fine, besides the fairly snug sleeves and the tighter fit around the neck it was fine, except for the swollen abdomen that was too big for even an XL shirt to completely cover. She grasped the bottom of her shirt and yanked it down, the stretched fabric hardly covering any of her rounded belly.
She let out an exhausted sigh before pulling it off and tossing it aside “Guess that won’t work.”
Her eye then noticed her pair of comfy sweatpants that she wore yesterday hung up to dry from one of the carved shelves. “But,” she tugged the pants off the shelf before stretching the waist section to about how wide her chubby thighs were “what about this?”
She daintily set the rumpled sweatpants on the floor before lining her swollen legs up with the seemingly puny openings. She inhaled deeply reading herself for the grueling task ahead of her. With all her strength she heaved the pants upright expecting there to be a serious resistance to her efforts, but instead they gilded right up to her waist with no issue. She froze for a second then stared at the snug pants in disbelief. They should not reasonably fit her, let alone as comfortably as before, yet they slid on as if they were the perfect size. It could not be the pants alone, there had to be something else. Sure enough there was a faint violet glow being emitted from the pants, a surefire sign something was enchanting them.
“That, took a whole, lot more effort, than I was expecting.” The stranger’s voice returned though breathless and exhausted.
Khaan turned around to see the masked stranger gasping for air along their massive scroll unwound across the floor. “What kind of spell was that?”
“It was, a.” He held his index finger upright and took several more gasps of air “it was a permanent, size magnification spell. Comes in handy for, you know, making things, well larger.”
She peered back down at her snug sweatpants “Well it worked marvelously.”
“Y-yeah, of course.The big struggle was, eh, eye-balling it, and trying to figure out just the right size it needed to be.” The stranger rolled the lengthy scroll back up prior to sliding it back onto his special backpack.
“Huh.” She bent down and pulled the discarded hoodie off the floor “Could you do it for this one two?”
The stranger shook their head “Sorry, between the slimming and teleportation spells I hardly have enough strength to size that up to your, admirable abdomen. D-did I just make an unintentional rhyme? Whatever.”
Khaan tossed the hoodie onto her plump shoulder “Speaking of teleportation, where did you need to go in such a hurry?”
“Oh that? That was uh, ah c’mon remember…” The stranger tapped their forehead “Oh right! The creature was calling me, said it wanted me to invite you over to my house.”
Khaan leaned back in “Your house? But doesn’t it dwell at the bottom of that watering hole? Or is your house also down there as well?”
“No it’s not, though it’s right next to the watering hole.” The stranger collected themself before reciting the teleportation spell, slightly longer than the one he used before.
“How is it right next to it, there was no hou…” Before she could finish what she was saying an opaque black cloud surrounded her and her pudgy body started to tingle. A wave of numbness surged up her legs moving further up her body until she could not feel anything. As her vision started to black out, she started to hyperventilate. Part of her wanted to scream in panic, but her numb body refused to cooperate. Finally everything went blank, no light, no sound, no feeling, nothing, just a soot black void.
Her chubby body started to tingle again and her vision slowly returned to what it once was. She noticed her surroundings had changed, she was no longer in her plushie-filled bedroom but rather inside some concrete structure. Several radiant fluorescent lights illuminated the space as no sunlight could flow through the absent windows. She peered around the odd room, noticing a grand cauldron in one of the corners with a generic office table place nearby. One side of the table seemed to have drinks of all different sorts ranging from glowing potions to old chalices and even a violet colored soda can. On the other side there were plenty of different foods though the most moticable of these was a mammoth cake that seemed almost as big as her belly. She turned behind her to see an enormous wooden table with a much shorter scroll that seemed half-filled with spell readings. She walked up to the carved desk and leaned over the top to see the writing, only to find it was in some archaic language she had never heard of before. Defeated, she stepped away from the table before continuing to peer around the room.
“Why is he not here?” Mere moments after she uttered those words, a soot black cloud formed in the center of the room. The opaque gas swirled around in a tight vortex before vanishing to reveal the stranger.
“Apologies, I had to, teleport you first so I could, lock the apartment door,” He struggled to breath once again though “I-I also apologize for, not introducing myself earlier, my name’s Aiko” He outstretched his scrawny arm towards her.
She grasped his hand and gently shook it “Khaan. But if I might ask, what is this place?”
Aiko struggled to catch their breath “It’s, an old, biological, research bunker.”
“Test bunker?” She peered around to again notice no windows or signs of the building being above ground.
Aiko nodded and paused to catch his breath for a few moments “One of the beauties of spells is that you can do just about whatever you’d like, such as spawning a near limitless amount of food to satisfy a gigantic monster’s hunger, perhaps making the entrance to your dwelling seem like just another part of nature, or maybe disinfecting an old biological testing bunker. They’re almost impossible to learn unless you’ve had prior exposure, but they work wonders.”
“So I presume the whole ‘food to feed a terrifying monster’ thing is the reason why it did not try to eat me and made that extremely fattening syrup-like liquid?” She peered down at her bulbous belly causing memories of her fattening experience to flood her mind.
“Exactly, if anything I’m probably feeding it too much.” Aiko stared at Khaan’s fat abdomen with a faint look of allure in their body “Not that either of us are complaining, it likes the extra food and the fat syrup stuff, and I like seeing other people happy.”
“A little unrelated, but do you have something to drink? I’m thir…” Khaan noticed that Aiko had vanished, likely off doing something else with the watering hole monster. Her thirst nagged at her dried throat begging for Khaan to drink something, anything, to satisfy her body’s needs. She turned to the table next to the grand cauldron, here focus directed towards the assorted drinks.
She examined the selection of brews “Arlight, definitely don’t want to go for any of the bottles or chalices since those are definitely enchanted. Uh the water in that cup looks off so hard pass.”
“Wait a minute.” She snatched up the violet soda can before popping the lid on the aluminum covering. She held her eye next to the opening while trying to keep herself under the light, the only noticeable difference being the excessive fizziness of the drink.
“Guess that’ll do.” She lifted the can up to her eye level before gently pressing it against her lip. As the bubbling liquid flowed down her dried throat, she paused her thoughts to better appreciate the wonderful sensation. She let out a refreshed sigh as she gulped down the last of the fizzy drink. Satisfied, she set the can beside the fluffy reclining chair and plopped herself down on the soft cushions. She wiggled her enlarged belly around before pressing her ear against it to hear the sound of the soda sloshing around inside her expanded stomach. This was the first time she’d heard the sound of something sloshing around inside of her. She smiled and leaned back into the chair so she could take a quick nap.
Without warning her stomach began to violently gurgle and churn with the fluid inside hrt bubbling far more than normal. Her eyes shot open and she flung herself into a half-standing/half-sitting posture. She yoinked the empty soda can off the concrete floor, spinning it around to see if there were any labels or notes as to what it was doing to her. On the back of the lustrous can there was a soggy note with a note written on it “Bloat, Gain, and Loss. Enchantments applied; extreme fizziness booster, full body gas distribution, delayed gas to fat conversion spell, exhalation preventer, boosted metabolism”
Regret surged into her voice “Oh no.”
Her body started to ballon outwards at a painstaking pace, every part of starting to swell from the excess gas. She wanted to scream, but whenever she’d try to exhale the gas would simply refuse to exit. She began to panic as every terrified breath caused her body to expand ever so slightly more on top of the gradual inflation of the extraordinary fizzy soda. Her comfy sweatpants started to grow tighter as time passed while her belly gradually inflated outward. She noticed her normally modest breasts drastically swollen in size as well, though something felt off about the whole inflation. She should be getting lighter with all this gas inside of her, yet she found it more burdensome to move around than before. Perplexed, she pressed her bloated hand into her belly, the skin squishing for a little before stopping at her strained stomach.
I didn’t think the weight gain would kick in this fast
She threw herself back onto the armchair as her enlarged body continued to swell outward, her panicked mind somehow figuring that standing up would be more burdensome and cause her to breath far more that sitting, causing her body to balloon even more and causing the cycle to repeat again. She watched helplessly as her swollen belly started to press against the floor. Her tumid legs started to ache as her sweatpants became suffocatingly tight against her flabby skin. The pressure mounted as her body bulged out even further. She felt the tense pants tearing at the seams while the mushy fat compressed even more. To the sound of an intense ‘rrrrip’, her beloved sweatpants split apart and the build up of crammed lard spilled out over the insulated armrests. Eventually the inflation ceased and the weight gain along with it, but that did little to cheer her up. She stared solemnly at the plentiful blubber that had piled up on her body and saw only failure; failure of her patience, failure not to mess with anything she did not know about, failure to double check, failure to respond in a better way. She started to weep and whimper at her mistakes to the point where she could not hear the fortified airlock opening up.
“Alright Khaan I’m back, I just had to talk to the creature again. Did you mess with an…” Aiko froze in place as they noticed a blubbery Khaan sitting on the reclining chair, her ample fat spilling over the padded armrests.
Khaan spoke as tears flowed down her portly cheeks “I’m sorry Aiko, I was so thirsty and I thought that the soda would be the only unenchanted thing you had.”
Aiko wiped the tears off her portly cheeks before delicately patting them “Shhhh, you’re fine. It’s my fault for not telling you that. I should have told you what everything did before I took off.”
He pressed his hand into her mushy abdomen, letting out a relieved sigh and closing his eyes in content. Khaan blushed as Aiko started to gently massage her distended belly, rubbing up and down the blubbery mass. His entranced eyes drifted up to her puffy bosom, his tiny fox tail wagging at a rapid pace.
“Your body will burn all this fat by morning, in the meantime,” He let out a satisfied sigh as he pressed his head into the cleavage between the doughy breasts “just, enjoy it.”
She looked down at Aiko whose head was now almost complete lodged between her corpulent breasts “This feels a little bit like with the giant monster, just nowhere near as fat.”
“It does, doesn’t it? Fattened beyond reasonable judgment, comforted by someone else, helping it, fall, asleep…” Aiko’s slender body gave out, causing it to settle onto her rotund belly. She heard a distinct snoring sound coming from Aiko along with the only motion in his body being the gentle rise and fall of his chest. She tapped the tip of the carefully constructed bird mask that delicately laid on her meaty shoulder, a slight giggle coming from her being humored by the miniscule deed. Her focus then shifted to the rest of Aiko that was resting on her paunch belly. She daintily put her hand on his back before petting him as if he were a sleeping cat or dog. Time began to pass with minutes soon becoming hours and Khaan growing exceedingly more tired. As her mind drifted nearer into unconsciousness, she placed her pudgy arms around his neck and gave him a delicate hug prior to her thoughts fading into nothingness.
I know this seems odd to say after just making one, but don’t expect another sequel for a while. I’m trying to keep my schedule open and I would rather this not be how I spend my entire day. Don’t get me wrong it’s fun here and there, I just don’t want to overindulge in all of this or obsess about it to a point where I cannot think of anything else. Apologies if you were expecting a sequel 2-4 days after I make this (would probably be closer to 2-4 weeks unfortunately), but I don’t want to get too bogged down by all of this and I feel like I need to take a break to clear my mind. I have a life outside this site and I don’t want to spend nearly every hour of my days working on or thinking about this story. I hope you understand and I hope you enjoy reading these, especially with the multiple additional aspects like the inflation and fat play. I wanted to experiment with stuff that was not just weight gain and I think it turned out great along with the dialogue as well. Hope this keeps all of you satisfied until the next part, and yes I have decided this will be an ongoing series rather than the one-and-done I intended it to be. With all that being said, take care!