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PATREON EXCLUSIVE: "Weighted by Water"
🕑 Added 2025-07-03 17:41:08 +0000 UTCThis is the first story of what will become "A Carnival of Fattening Fortunes 3" and if you enjoyed this story and don't want to weight for more, the next one, "Taking Fatness for a Spin" in on Discord for 7 dollar Even More BS tier patrons.
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Alyssa was a real queen bee type. Even though she had graduated college two years ago, she was still the kind of person who dominated her friend group like she was still the head cheerleader. It wasn’t surprising when people learned that Alyssa was prom queen her senior year of high school, something she still bragged about. She was a very classic beauty with a classic mean girl attitude.
That attitude was shared by her skinny bitch friends, Kimberly, Hazel, and Aria. They were also three beauties who were extremely full of themselves, though in the constant beauty contest that was their lives, Alyssa was quick to remind them that they were all playing for a distant second. But they still all ranked themselves far above others, especially fat people whom they loved to make fun of.
Alyssa strutted through the carnival with her loyal friends lagging jus behind her as she went into Madame Zara’s fortune telling tent. Alyssa was a sucker for all things astrology and astrology adjacent, and Madame Zara was quick to read her arrogance and then her fattening fortune.
“Your competitive nature will inflate more than just your ego.”
Alyssa was so taken aback by the strange fortune that she stormed right out of the tent and expected her friends to follow without even getting fortunes for themselves read.
Madame Zara just smiled though as they all disappeared back behind her tent curtain. She knew that Alyssa’s fate was tied to each of them in turn.
Once back outside of the tent, Alyssa wanted to find something that would take her mind off of the strange fortune. She quickly settled on one of those water gun racing games, the kind where you shoot water into a clown’s mouth and it blows up a balloon until it pops. She quickly convinced Kimberly, Aria, and Hazel to play it as well since the more competitors meant a bigger prize.
And in this case a bigger downfall.
When the bell rang to signal the start of the game, Alyssa’s fattening fate was sealed.
The water shot right into the clown’s mouth, straight and true, and Alyssa grit her teeth and furrowed her brow as she held her aim steady. She watched through steely eyes as that water balloon filled up.
And as it did so, she failed to realize that her feet were swelling too.
It was slow at first as the skin stretched and her toes plumped up. They each inflated like tiny little balloons into fat mini-sausage like toes. And her feet became longer, wider, rounder all because of the fat that filled them. They grew big and swollen, and then that fat kept working its way upward. Her ankles filled up with fat until they met her calves and then from that point on they grew together into thick swollen cankles. But the fat was far from stopping there.
As Alyssa kept her eyes on the clown, she failed to realize just how much her thighs had already grown. The fat got to them very quicky, and her lithe limbs filled up with fat and swelled outward. She quickly grew saggy saddlebags, and her thick thunder thighs soon slapped together with a noticeable squelching sound. They strained her shorts but miraculously had no cellulite. Pretty much anyone else with thighs as fat as Alyssa were at that point would have been covered in a blanket of cellulite, but Alyssa’s chunk thighs bear no such marks. Instead, her skin just looked very tight, stretched out yet sagging with fat down over her knees as if that fat was water sloshing inside of a water balloon. Her fat thighs continued to tremble as more fat filled them, and her stance started to widen as she kept filling her clown’s balloon with her water gun.
Alyssa’s ass was the next thing to inflate. Her perky butt cheeks soon ballooned with blubber. They stretched out her shorts even further, practically blowing out the rear, and sagged like two heavy water balloons as they jiggled with fat. With each passing moment that the balloon filled, so did Alyssa’s ass. But while the balloon got bigger and lighter with air, Alyssa’s ballooning butt cheeks grew larger and heavier with lard. The loose fat that filled them made her enormous ass cheeks quick to quiver at the slightest movement. And just like her thighs, the skin simply remained stretched out (and stretch out quite a ways) without developing the cottage cheese texture of cellulite. That was almost as impressive of the sheer girth of her glutes. And speaking of girth, her gut soon grew new girth of its own.
Her belly went from fat to blubbery real soon. It swelled up with fat just like the rest of her and soon bounced over the waistband of her pants and started to press against the table as she continued to shoot her water gun at the clown head across from her. Her abs, faint to begin with, disappeared completely, swallowed up by the gut that grew in front of her. That gut came with a pair of thick love handles that spilled over the sides of her shorts and combined with a juicy roll of back fat to complete the meaty muffin top. It grew heavy and saggy just like the rest of us, and it hung down toward her thighs and sloshed about as it grew heavier, filling with more and more fat.
Above that, Alyssa’s breast began to swell. The once perky pair soon sagged like a set of water balloons as they grew somewhat bigger but a lot heavier thanks to the fat that filled them. They quivered as they grew and hung low, sagging onto the shelf of her blubber belly. Along with the fattening of her breasts came the fattening of her arms. Those thin limbs became thick with fat, and her biceps turning into flabby bingo wings. The jiggling of them though was surprisingly limited due to the focus she kept on maintaining her aim. It’s what made her balloon fill faster than the others around her, and it’s also what made her grow fatter faster.
The final thing to fatten was Alyssa’s face. It grew round with thick jiggly jowls where her high cheek bones once were. Her jowls drooped down and were joined by a distinctly doughy double chin that complimented her chubby cheeks perfectly. Ultimately her face looked swollen with fat just like the rest of her body.
The clothes she was wearing looked extremely tight, almost painted on. Her shirt could not contain the girth of her gutt, and her blubber butt was threatening to burst out of her pants. The button on her shorts popped off at the exact same time as Melody’s balloon did. She shouted and raised her arms in victory. This time the bingo wings really jiggled freely.
As her fat arms wobbled, along with the rest of her, Alyssa looked around at her friends. They were all fatter too, but there faces remained for the most part completely untouched.
Kimberly, had a slightly chubby face. She had come within a moment or two of her balloon popping. Hazel and Aria’s faces were exactly the same. And Aria, who had finished last of the four friends now looked brother disproportionate with the way the fat filled her.
Aria’s arms and breasts had not grown any bigger, just a little softer, but her gut and everything below it had ballooned with fat. She had a very squishy stomach, a full on blubber belly just like the rest of her once skinny friends. And she was subject to the same incredibly fat and saggy ass and thick thunder thighs that caused her to waddle, but from the breasts up she looked like the same basic hot bitch that she had been. It would make working angles on social media and dating apps very easy and leave her future dates very surprised.
Hazel, meanwhile, looked a lot more like Kimberly. White her face was completely untouched, her arms had grown noticeably fatter with the requisite bingo wings where her proud biceps once were. And her breasts had also developed quite a bit of sag though they were not as large and lard filled as Kimberly and Alyssa’s.
By far though, Alyssa was the fattest of the lot. Her lard filled body was incredibly large. She was a big blob of a woman whose flabby form quivered with the slightest movement. She attempted to jump in victory, but barely got her fat feet off the ground, and when she landed again her fat body shook for a very long time. She was very happy to receive her prize, a stuffed pig made up like a clown.
It was very fitting.
And after that, Alyssa and her friends, who were none the wiser to what had happened to them, waddled off to stuff themselves with funnel cake and lots of other fair foods. Occasionally, when they slept at night, they would all remember what their lives had once been, how they had once been the slim and sexy bitches who made fun of others and were now total lard asses. But for the most part, they were very happy and hungry piggies.
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