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"Evangeline and Evan Expand" - An Exclusive Cut
🕑 Added 2024-10-22 18:32:06 +0000 UTCHere is another over 1,400 word spin off to "The Plump Princess in the Mirror"
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Evangeline, Lin to her family and friends, admired the bracelet as it hung on her dainty wrist. She hadn’t expected such a nice gift from Kayla, who she always viewed as a rather two-faced frenemy. But she had to admit that the shimmer bracelet did have an enchanting way of catching the light and certainly went very well with the rest of her costume, that of a member of an undefined nobility. She knew she wasn’t wearing a crown like Kayla would be, but Evangeline felt pretty extravagant with the bracelet around her wrist.
She couldn’t help but admire it even as the crowd continued to enjoy the party around her. She admired every detail and enjoyed playing with the way it caught the light at different angles. It was almost hypnotic.
And as she looked at the bracelet, her mind began to drift off. It was like she was having an out of body experience. She could see herself still staring at the bracelet, but she could also suddenly look around and caught sight of the buffet table. She suddenly felt this overwhelming sense of hunger that drove Lin to lead herself over to the food. Once she got there, Evangeline stopped looking at the bracelet and started staring at the display before her.
Her mouth was salivating at the thought of all the delights she would soon be digesting.
Without bothering to grab a plate, Evangeline’s greedy hands started snatching up snacks. The first to fall into her clutches were the chocolate covered pretzels. They had been novelty dipped as zombies and mummies, but Evangeline paid no attention to their artistry. She barely paid attention to their flavor as she shoved the salty sweet treats into her mouth like an anthropomorphic pencil sharpener. Each one disappeared in a manner of moments. Her teeth were like buzzsaws. After devouring the chocolate covered pretzels, Evangeline moved on to the bowl of M&Ms. A small scoop was provided, but Lin ignored it in favor of her hands. The M&Ms didn’t have time to melt in her hand or in her mouth because she shoveled them in and swallowed them with all the ferocity of a Hollywood starlet with a bottle full of uppers.
As the sugar high coursed through her veins, so did the fat, fat that soon began to fill out her previously slim body.
The fat started with her hands, right where she was grabbing food. Then it surged from her chubby hands up her arms, stretching out the sleeves of her dress with brand new bingo wings. Her flabby arms were just the start though because the next thing to grow were her breasts. They surged forward and started to sag. Her stretch mark covered breasts sagged forward until they were lifted back up and pushed sideways by her growing belly.
Evangeline’s new belly took the places of the trim waist that she had been so proud of. As she continued to stuff her face, Lin’s belly grew larger, turning into a gut to match her gluttony. Her blubbery belly was matched by meaty love handles, and it soon grew to be something that her outfit could no longer fully contain. Seams began to pop and blubber began to pour, oozing out of every hole available. Her belly grew so large that the fat became segmented giving her not just a greedy spare tire, but a great big double belly, the kind suited for someone who might appear on a reality tv show for being super fat.
The next part of Evangeline’s body to bloat up was her behind. Lin got a real lard ass in a matter of moments as her ass cheeks inflated like fat filled balloons. The chunky cheeks became big and flabby and covered in cellulite, and the way they thickened up, growing wider and out at the same time and sagging heavily with soft pillowy fat gave her the look of someone who had been a lifelong couch potato.
Her thighs continued this trend as all her tone disappeared, replaced by flab and cellulite. Her trim limbs became lard filled thunder thighs that slapped and then rubbed together. Evangeline’s new waddling gait was evident just from the few steps she had to take to keep working her way down the buffet table. Her fat shook with each lumbering step.
As she ate and grew, her costume began to change as well. The bracelet on Evangeline’s wrist grew dull, clearly turning to cheap glass, and as it did so the rest of the costume degraded from the finery of nobility to the rags of a serving girl.
Lin did not notice this however. She was far too busy stuffing her face.
The changes were noticed by Evan who ran over in a panic to check on the sister who was turning into a hambeast before his eyes. However, before he could say anything, his lips began to tingle, and then his stomach began to growl.
Soon Evan’s attention was turned from his sister to the buffet table.
Unlike Evangeline who favored the sweet, Evan leaned in for the savory. Like a medieval king, he picked up some meat pies and began to shove them into his mouth.
Evan had always been a handsome man with a steel cut jaw and a body that looked like it was chiseled from stone. He was an adonis, as strong and athletic as he was handsome, and he loved to lord these things over others. He looked like a real life Disney prince with a spoiled attitude to go with it.
But as he shoved those savory pastries into his mouth, his jawline began to soften. His cheeks grew puffy, and not just because they were filled with puff pastry. Evan’s model quality face lost its luster as his well hewn features were soon buried under fat, the kind of fat that gave him a dopy piggish quality. He was already working up a sweat from his early feasting.
That feasting continued and with it Evan’s transformation from hard-bodied hottie to hog. His chiseled chest softened just like the rest of him as his muscles melted like butter. His perky pectorals soon morphed into swollen saggy man boobs, bitch tits as he would have laughingly called them while making fun of any fat boy in the locker room. But he was becoming the fat boy now, going from hunk to chunk in a matter of moments, growing fatter with every chunk of flesh that he tore from a lamb chop, pork shank or chicken wing.
By the time he got to the turkey legs, Evan had gone from being a model to being a full blown fatty with a big ball belly that overwhelmed his belt. He was a messy fatty two with gristle and grease dripping down his chins and staining his doublet. He looked quite pathetic and actually needed to grip the table to catch his breath as he ate and ate. All of his athleticism was gone as his incredible indulgence quickly turned him from a remarkable athlete, to a soft, weak, pathetic couch potato.
Evan grew a big fat flabby couch potato ass and the pathetically pasty and flabby thunder thighs to match. He was a great big lumbering pig of a man, waddling about pathetically as his fat greasy hands kept finding more food to grasp and shove into his greedy mouth, stuffing his fat face with whatever fattening fare he could find.
He no longer cared, even when the gossip around him and his sister grew insidious with an untold amount of mocking words talking about how they had let themselves go, ruined their figures, become weak, fat pathetic slobs and losers.
“They’re a couple of pigs.”
“They’re really going hog wild.”
“It’s sad really.”
“Disgusting is what it is.”
“When did they get like this? I don’t remember.”
“It doesn’t matter. They’re fat losers now, and it serves them right.”
“I love karma. It’s so fun.”
“And fattening, clearly.”
“I can hear them snorting as they eat their food. They’re so loud now. They really are pigs.”
“Oink. Oink. Oink.”
Evan and Evangeline were both far fatter than their brother Eric, the brother they had so often enjoyed making fun of. He was thin in comparison, and would forever stay that way. The formerly fit ones were now doomed to be fatties forever growing fatter ever more.
This was only just the first night of a lifetime of gluttony.
