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🕑 Added 2017-05-25 14:47:15 +0000 UTCI have a HUGE treat for you all today! Guest writer, great friend and all around cool person Cesium has written an amazing story featuring me (in my mouse form) and Kara, a genetically enhanced bodyguard with heckin' awesome pawbs chock full of fats, weight gain and embarrassment! I love it! And I know you guys will too. You should check out Cesium's page for more great stories! Without further adieu
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Jenny squeaked. Mind, as a mouse (and a timid one at that), this was hardly a rare occurrence. She squeaked when her soap operas took a shocking turn, she squeaked when someone cut her off on the freeway, and she squeaked when her new roomate towered over her by a good three feet. Well, perhaps two, but it certainly felt like three.
Are you Jenny? The mountain of a canine (or mostly canine if the aqua stripes through her fur were any indication), smiled down at her as she tucked away a comically small scrap of paper. Im Kara! I heard you needed a roommate!
Jenny was struck speechless by the sight. The only thing her poor brain could process was the eminent fear that if Kara were to trip, her fall would end in a mouse shaped pancake. Kara didnt just tower, she loomed over Jenny. Broad shouldered, with paws and feet that were gargantuan even by proportion, and enough muscle to hold her bulk with ease, she was a giant in every sense of the word. Every sense, Jenny realized, as she belatedly noticed she was staring up a crop hoodie that seemed to exist more to show off underboob than to actually hide it. She frantically let out another squeak and ducked her head.
U-uhm yes! Yes I, well, I mean, um! Why dont you... She glanced around her apartment, and her own smallness redoubled. Her little futon, her mini fridge, her tiny little laundry hamper, all seemed comically undersized relative to the behemoth that had showed up at her door. She was suddenly worried to invite Kara inside, lest she get stuck. Finally, manners won out over fear. Come in!
Thank you! Kara hunched her way through the door frame, lumbering over to Jennys futon and gently slipping into it, her show of restraint clearly the only thing keeping the little piece of furniture from upgrading its distressed groans to a staccato of snapping beams. Is this a good time?
Y-yes, of course it is! Jenny glanced around, suddenly aware of the fact that the futon was the only thing she had for seats. She wracked her brain, then remembered the small folding chair she kept in the closet for guests. Seeing as how Kara would likely obliterate the poor thing just by looking at it, she quickly fished it out and opened it for herself, wincing as its own squeaking joints showed off how often she entertained. Um, so, what, uh, has you interested in my, um, offer?
Oh, the location! Kara grinned earnestly, leaning forward and making the futon beneath her flirt with death. Its so hard to find somewhere to crash in the city without shelling out for hotels all the time, or owning a place of my own. So Ive been looking for a place to split the rent. I get a deal, I dont have to worry about squatters moving in while Im gone all the time, and I dont have to worry about having a place to spend the night!
O-oh, that makes sense! Jenny briefly felt more comfortable. She could easily host company once in a while, especially if it took some of the rent load off her. Her place was pretty nice for her income, and though she felt every penny, they were pennies well spent. Still, looking at Kara, she couldnt keep her size out of mind. I mean, are you sure its comfortable for you?
Comfortable? Kara blinked, then laughed. Oh! Oh Im fine. They dont make doors in my size anywhere. Well, unless I wanted to hang out in dragontown, but lets be honest here, who wants that? She snorted and rolled her eyes. And dont get me started on what they charge for rent over there. Never, ever, rent from a culture where hoards of gold are the norm.
Jenny couldnt resist a giggle. I suppose. I mean, youre sure youre comfortable?
Kara waved her off, her massive paw moving with enough force to generate a breeze. Ill bring in my own cot and stuff, if you dont mind making the room. Feed myself too and everything. I really just want a place to hang my hat.
Hmmmm, well, alright. Jenny smiled a little sheepishly, reaching around the papers on her coffee table. I drew up a little lease agreement right here...
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Jenny awoke with a squeak, the crash still echoing in her ears, immediately pulling her covers up as though the thin fabric might provide the minuscule little mouse with protection. She sat frozen in silence for what felt like an eternity, waiting for something else to happen. For minutes, the only sound she could hear was her own breathing, before a voice called out from the living room.
Sorry! Kara was recognizable even through the muffling of the door. I think I just stepped on your table.
Jenny let out a heavy sigh, wiping her brow with relief. Carefully, she hopped out of bed, buttoning up her purple flannel pajamas, and made her way to the living room. Sure enough, as she blinked the bleariness out of her eyes, she beheld Kara, clad in a blush-inducing violet dress, standing beside the shattered floormat that had been Jennys coffee table. Suddenly, Jenny was glad she hadnt sprung for that cute glass one.
Are you okay? Jenny asked, wincing as she beheld just how badly the table had been pulverized. The surface was completely shattered besides the legs being snapped off, more like it had been hit by a steamroller than a foot. She sighed as she examined a piece of the broken wood, already considering how splinters would probably have to be vacuumed out of the carpet.
Me? Oh Im fine. Kara settled onto the solid steel cot shed brought into Jennys home, the heavy frame refusing to so much as creak even beneath Kara's bulk. I really am sorry. I wasnt looking and it just crunch. She blushed softly. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you? Ill buy you a new one of course, but I mean, I would offer to clean it up, but... She briefly flexed her paws, each one about as big around as Jennys whole torso. Id probably just add the vacuum to the mess.
Jenny sighed. It wasnt like she particularly liked the table, honestly the lost sleep irked her more. I suppose a new table would be alright She mulled over just how much to ask for as she thought about how long it would take her to pick up all the pieces and make sure there werent any splinters left over. Yeah, just a new table would be fine. Its alright.
Karas face drooped into a frown, and she shook her head. No, please, I have to give you something at least! She scratched at her head briefly, then her eyes let up. Dinner! At least let me buy you dinner!
Eh? Jenny cocked her head and glanced at the clock, the numbers reading a resolute 3:21AM. Now?
What? No! Kara waved her paws. Like, tomorrow or something. I know some really good places. Exclusive like!
No, you really dont- Jenny began, only for one of Karas massive fingers to shush her on the lips.
Nope! I insist. Its the least I can do, unless youre busy tomorrow? Kara asked.
Jenny sighed and rolled her eyes. No, Im not. Alright. You can buy me dinner.
Kara grinned, and pulled Jenny into a hug that very nearly killed her.
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Jenny squeaked. Many things made her squeak, notwithstanding her murine heritage. One of those things was gilded mahogany tables and crystal chandeliers. Simply standing in the room made Jenny feel just like her teeny ancestors, raggedy little pests sneaking into places they didnt belong. It didnt help that shed thrown on her best pink silk dress, it still felt like burlap compared to the room around her.
Come on! Kara led her along, clutching the entirety of Jennys hand between two of her fingers as she hauled her along between the tables. Jenny couldnt help but blush and hide her face as they moved between the tables full of furs who probably made more sneezing than Jenny would in her whole life. She scampered after Karas massive strides, her blush pushing her to the edge of fainting as she struggled to keep up, her only relief coming as they ducked into a private room. She almost relaxed then, except the room was, if anything, even nicer.
Kara! My favorite insurance adjustment! A smartly dressed gryphon strode up to them, grabbing Karas paw for a kiss, his beak clearly the only thing keeping him from grinning ear to ear. Here to destroy more of my precious livelihood?
She giggled and have him a playful swat on the head, which still sent him stumbling into a nearby table. Nope! Just here treating a friend!
A friend, hmmm? He grinned over at Jenny, making her blush come even more furiously, and she found herself tugging at the plain cut of her dress. That explains why shes so charming! And here I thought youd just found some taste in clientele!
Kara snorted as Jenny attempted to melt. I wish. Beggars cant be choosers, and I certainly dont want to become a beggar. Still, She grinned at the gryphon and gave him a wink. Its nice to be out for pleasure for once.
Of course! I suppose youll be having the forbidden fruit then? He winked right back at her, before leading the two of them over to a table. I hope youll forgive not having a proper waiter. It is still business hours after all.
I dont think we mind. Kara said, turning to smile at Jenny, who frantically shook her head as soon as she realized her opinion was actually being asked. See! Were fine.
Most wonderful! And what will your lovely guest be having tonight? The gryphon turned towards Jenny, making her head spin. She searched frantically for something, a growing horror building in her gut as she realized the classiest thing shed probably ever eaten was Italian style spahghetti and meatballs.
Spahghetti and meatballs it is! The gryphon declared, making Jennys heart stop as she realized shed actually blurted the dish out loud. I shall return with your dishes in a trice. In the meantime I leave you each to your charming company~
Oh gods! Jenny whined as she slipped into her seat, her face hot enough to start matches. I couldnt think of anything! I-I... She felt a soft weight on her shoulder and glanced up to see Kara smiling warmly.
Just because youre at a nice restaurant, doesnt mean you need to order the lobster flambe, she said. Im pretty sure the cooks will be relieved to make something that doesnt require a radish sculpture to go with it.
I-I mean, b-but, this place is so! She simply buried her face in her paws and shuddered. Nice! How do you even-- I mean, not that I mean you dont seem, that is... She found herself slipping down into the mire of mortification, right up until Karas laugh broke through the room.
Yes, yes, I travel in classier circles, as unlikely as it would seem. She smirked at Jenny, giving her another pat. You know what I do for a living?
Jenny shook her head.
Escort, she said, then immediately corrected herself as Jenny threatened to ignite. Not a euphemism! I mean, Ive certainly got nothing against any of that, but no. Literal escort. She glanced around, and her face broke into a wicked smirk. She deftly grabbed up one of the forks off the table and plunged it into her forearm, making Jenny let out a terrified shriek.
Oh gods! What are you doing! Youre... Jenny stopped as Kara pulled the fork out without so much as a flinch, the tines clearly bent from the impact.
Im not just metaphorically built like a tank, Jenny, Kara explained, trying to straighten out the tines with her meaty fingers. In case you hadnt guessed (and considering how many canines come with aqua stripes, you probably have) Im a splice. Engineered to be the finest in personal protection, short of actually being military grade. She frowned at the still slightly crooked fork, and set it down on the table, before smiling at Jenny. I get paid to hang around folks who want to look nice without getting stabbed. Fun sometimes, boring most times, horrible company, great locales, excellent pay.
Jenny was agog. So, I mean, you actually, like... She glanced at the bent fork. Stabbed?
Like, once every three months or so. She waggled her paw uncertainly in the air. Most folks in the stabbing business take one look at me, and decide they dont want to spend their remaining years in a full body brace. Once in a while you get someone who thinks they can take the seven foot wall of muscle, and those are the fun days. What about you?
I, what? I mean--! Jenny floundered. Shed never been stabbed!
I mean what do you do for a living? Kara giggled, giving Jenny a poke. I dont really hang around a lot, so I never really noticed, and thats kind of sad for roommates!
Oh, Im a graphic designer. She flushed again feeling small. Its nothing special.
Id beg to differ! Kara smiled, though there was a hint of sadness as she glanced down at her paws. I wish I could draw, but Im just as likely to put a pencil through the paper as the table beneath it. Could I see some of your work sometime?
Oh! Jenny was right back to blushing like a furnace. Oh, a lot of it is just nothing, like, logos and stuff.
Still wanna see, Kara declared with a grin, before her ears perked up and her head turned away. Jenny followed her gaze to the door, and a moment later the gryphon came through with two silver topped platters.
At last your feast arrives! He set down the platters before the two, drawing away the lid of Jennys first, revealing a simple bowl of spahghetti, metaballs, and sauce, that somehow managed to smell and look better than shed thought possible. He then drew away Karas lid.
A burger? Jenny asked, shocked. Admittedly, it was a monster of a burger, 6 patties deep, but it was a burger all the same.
Mmmhmm! Kara promptly took a huge meaty chunk out of it. You know what I have to eat when Im at work? She spoke through her mouthful, splattering some crumbs upon her plate. Salad! And not nice dressing salad, that artisinal kale shit. She swallowed and muttered an offhand no offense to the gryphon. Gotta keep up appearances and all.
Oooohhh, Jenny glanced down at her own meal, and hesitantly picked up her fork and spoon. Twirling up a nice serving for herself, she popped it in her maw. It was as though the first tomato in all creation, plucked from the very gardens of the gods themselves, settled lightly upon her tongue to explain the concept of flavor, accompanied by a gentle choir of parmesean, herbs, and the finest grains in all the lands. She instantly forgot to even chew, the food just sitting on her tongue as her senses struggled to understand a world where such tastes could exist. It was almost a solid minute before she realized Kara and their host were chuckling at her expression, and she hastily swallowed the bite. This is amazing!
As simple dishes can be, when given a chance! He gave them both a bow, before glancing outside. Now, if youll excuse me, I must return to those patrons who cannot tell the difference between their plate and a statue garden. He almost departed, before he caught sight of Karas bent fork, and shot her a flat look. Really?
Kara just grinned and took another bite of her burger.
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Jenny didnt even make it a week before Kara broke her table again. This time shed accidentally rolled out of bed, one of her paws smashing the thing like so much kindling. Of course, she apologized, and once again she offered to take Jenny out to dinner. Of course, Jenny accepted to spare her the guilt of what was really a trivial matter, just as she did the next time she broke the table, and the next time, and the next time. This continued right up until Jenny got a sliver in her foot and finally told Kara that she could ask her out like a normal person.
So she did.
At first, Jenny wasnt quite sure what to think. Here was Kara, bigger, stronger, and larger than life in so many ways. Every night together, shed have a new tale of adventure and misfortune to regale Jenny with over dinner, keeping her enraptured as she enjoyed her meal. At first, she felt self conscious that she didnt have any tales of her own, until she discovered that Kara didnt mind, and just contented herself with savoring her food as she listened. And what food it was! After she grew accustomed to the finer settings, she began to explore, testing out morsels she never would have even thought existed. It was paradise.
Right up until the day her belly peeked out of her hoodie.
She stared at the sight reflected in her mirror, feeling as though shed been plunged headfirst into a river of ice. Certainly, thered been a nagging sense of the thing at the back of her mind, but finally seeing that small gray sliver of fur that no clothing would cover snapped her situation into focus. She was getting fat. Not just getting, even, she was already chubby.
She delicately poked her middle, wincing as she felt the softness beneath. Shed never been a fit mouse, more of the type to shut herself in and study or work than to go out on the town, but shed always lived a life of moderation to compensate. Certainly she hadnt had access night after night of hundred dollar meals, slathered in butter and sauces enough to make her tongue tingle in anticipation. That day, she resolved she was going to turn her life around. Certainly, she wasnt going to stop joining Kara for dinner, but she was going to take up jogging, maybe some light weight training. Some dumbells to work on, a chance to finally get in shape, not just to slim back down a bit. She smiled at the thought, already picturing her and Kara jogging together through the park, the image bringing a hot blush to her cheeks. Yes, that was exactly what she was going to do.
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Oh gods, what had she done?
Dont you like it? Kara asked, peering over the table in concern.
Oh! No I mean, I just... She groped frantically for an answer, her mind still swimming in a haze of morbid terror. I think I have to go to the little mouses room! The moment her words left her mouth, her blood went ice cold. Of everything she could have said, why did she say that? Going to the restroom would mean standing up, and she absolutely positively could not stand up.
Oh! Its over there to the left. Kara pointed, grinning brightly. I dont think youve ever used the restroom here! Its gorgeous, they even have someone to pass out towels to you!
T-towels? Jenny felt herself sinking deeper into horror, struggling to keep a smile on her face. Why had she been so stupid? Why hadnt she exercised like shed promised herself? Why had she put on her old dress, even when shed felt how the stitching squeezed her stupid, fat gut?
Yeah! Here, let me show you! Kara stood up, and Jenny squeaked as she frantically scooted her chair in the opposite direction. Kara blinked.
Aha! Theres-- theres no need! She fought the urge to hyperventilate, the feeling of tears brimming in her eyes. She couldnt let Kara see her like this, a fat blob of a mouse too huge to even fit in her own dress. She could feel where the remaining seams dug into her sides and middle, their pressure contrasted with the traitorous relief of where they had burst, so much freer and more comfortable. I-- I--
Jenny, is something wrong? Kara started to come around the table, and Jennys heart seized in her chest. Some ancient, instinctive part of her begged, screamed at her to run, to scurry away and escape the nightmare barreling down on her. All at once, her courage imploded and she shot up from her seat, bolting away.
At least until a sudden, sharp yank on her tail stopped her dead.
Hey hey hey! Kara stepped over, releasing her tail pulling her up off her rump where she had fallen. You okay? Sorry, I didnt think youd wipe out like that.
Jenny looked up at her, and realized she was in full view. Worse, she could feel Karas grasp on her shoulders, soft and plush but with all the strength of solid granite. There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. She felt a piteous wail building behind her throat, every torturous sniffle drawing it up until it gushed forth in a torrent of pure despair.
Kara held her close, immediately pulling her into a hug that was at once comforting and damning. There was no escape from her clutches, no chance to dart away, and maybe lose twenty, no forty pounds before Kara saw her again. Worse, she could feel the way Karas touch sank into her flesh, and the bitter resignation crashed down on her in a wave. Kara knew, Kara knew she was a fat pig.
Im sorry! Jenny bawled, snuggling into Karas warm pelt even as the gesture made her hate herself more. I meant to work out! I will work out, I promise! Ill be better! Im such a pig! Ill just leave! Im sorry!
Kara didnt say a word, simply continuing to hold her close, and stroke her back, occasionally giving her a firm, reassuring pat. Jenny wasnt sure how long she sat there, only that she cried until there was nothing left but sniffles and hiccups. Slowly, Kara released her, and she almost began bawling again when she saw the snotty smear shed made on her dates dress. But there were simply no more tears in her.
Now, why dont you tell me whats wrong? Kara said, taking one lone claw and using it to tip Jennys face up to hers.
Im a fat disgusting pig. Jenny whimpered, the sniffles redoubling for a moment as her eyes watered. Look at me, I cant even fit in my dress anymore. I just burst it open like some giant hog. She looked down, finally beholding the revolting swell of her middle, the soft flesh wrinkling the silk of her dress with its sheer girth. I keep saying Ill exercise, but I never do. I just sit around and stuff my fat face on your dime. She felt another sob wrack her body, and knew a dozen others were just waiting for their turn. Im pathetic.
Kara stared at her in stark silence for what felt like forever. Then, without a word, she picked her up in both paws, carried her over, and set her right back down in her chair, her paws remaining braced on her shoulders. So, you think youre loathsome and completely lacking in self control, right?
Jenny didnt trust herself to speak, only nodding, her watery eyes fixing on the garlic shrimp shed barely touched, a few bites enough to squeeze her bloated body through her seams.
You think that you eat more than Id ever approve of, and when I see you, all I feel is disgust, hmm? Kara said.
Jenny nodded again, a shiver running through her body as her throat tightened, every breath a little harder as her body begged her to cry.
Well then, make me a promise. Promise that youll only eat what I tell you to, alright? One of her fingers gave Jenny a soft boop on the nose, and she nodded eagerly. She couldnt see Karas face, but she could hear the smile in her voice. Now be good and finish up your garlic shrimp.
Jenny did just that, digging in with gusto. Now that she didnt have guilt burdening her down, she felt a wonderful sense of relief, as well as hunger. Kara was going to take care of her, she was going to get her slimmed down. She could enjoy her meal in peace.
She finished the whole thing in what had to be record time, a tiny pang of guilt popping into her head as she briefly entertained the thought of dessert, but she quashed it immediately. If Kara said so, then sure, but not until she said so. She looked up at Kara, only to find her sliding her plate over to Jenny as well.
Still hungry? She asked, prompting Jenny to argue with herself before nodding sheepishly. Then here, have mine.
Jenny blushed, doing as she was told. To its credit, the fillet mignon was delicious, and it sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine to finally satiate her belly. Halfway through, she set her fork down, prompting a raised eyebrow from Kara.
All full? she asked.
Yeah. Jenny sighed, patting her belly, another brief twinge of guilt rising up as she felt the softness of its swell, now fully freed as the last of her seams had burst. Thank you.
Ah ah ah! She waggled a finger, pointing at the plate. Waste not, want not~
But... The protest died on her lips. If Kara was going to tell her to eat, she was going to eat. She cut herself another bite, and another. Even after her hunger was gone, she ate on, and uncomfortable fullness filling her middle as the heavy steak settled within. By the time she finished, her gut ached, and she briefly glanced at Kara, only to find her smiling. Maybe it was going to be like aversion therepy, like when you smoked an entire carton of cigarettes to put someone off them. She groaned and shifted, wincing as her packed middle complained. Done!
Good, Kara leaned over and gave her a kiss that set her cheeks ablaze. Now who wants dessert?
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Either Kara wasnt slimming her down, Jenny realized, or she had the worst understanding of cause and effect in history. Certainly, it was impossible to miss the fuzzy gray dome that dominated her middle, larger than usual tonight as it struggled through its burden of absurdly greasy fair food. She was going to have to go shopping for a new shirt again tomorrow, XXL probably, and certainly a new skirt to encompass the growing mass of her rear. Just the same, she pressed her tongue to the bottom of the sundae bowl and slurped out the last dregs as ordered, setting down the container with a replete sigh.
All full? Kara asked, pulling Jenny into her lap. It was nice to be so close to her, so much of her bare fur an excellent antidote to the evening chill. Jenny loved how Kara almost always bared her midriff, even if it did remind Jenny of her growing inability to cover her own. Around them, evening was falling, the country side silent but for the chirping of crickets and the songs of nightjars. Above them, the first stars began to emerge as the rosy hues of the setting sun faded slowly to the icy blue of twilight.
Ever since that night at the diner, Jenny had been obedient to Karas wishes, even as they seemed almost paradoxical at first. Kara told her to eat a dozen slices of french toast for breakfast, she ate a dozen slices. Kara gave her brownies for lunch, she had brownies for lunch. At first, it troubled her, but with each meal it got a little easier. There was an indescribable relief to leaving matters in Karas paws, one only intensified by the fact that it so often landed her in Karas paws. What had started as flirting and companionship had quickly blossomed into a closer intimacy. After nearly every meal, Kara made sure to give her a proper bellyrub, all but cooing over her as she helped her relax. Lately, she hadnt stopped at just rubs, accompanying them with kisses and other touches that left Jenny far from a state to question anything at all.
And so it had all culminated in todays trip to the local fair. From the crack of dawn until its now waning end, Kara had accompanied her through an endless cavalcade of fun. Treats, games, and some of the most comically unhealthy food shed ever seen. Between the deep fried cinnamon buns, the deep fried cookies, and the deep fried burgers (Karas favorite) Jenny felt as stuffed as the dozen or so plush animals Kara had won for her.
As Jenny lay there, Karas paws kneading a belly that was quickly growing as large as they were, she was hit by the final reality of the situation. Kara didnt have any plan to slim her down, in fact quite the opposite. You didnt buy someone a deep fried salad if you wanted them thin. The realization sent a confused flurry of emotions through her, a light, fluffy expanse of joy, drizzled with a cold, poignant horror. Obviously, she must have shivered, because Kara paused.
Something wrong, Jenny? Those paws groped her belly gently. Need a burp?
Jenny flushed explosively, equal parts indignation and almost slavish desire for just that. She took a deep breath and calmed herself, shaking her head. No, no. Kara are you fattening me up?
The was a moment of pregnant silence.
Finally figured it out? One of Karas claws traced a circuit around Jennys packed middle, making her moan despite herself.
W-why? She shivered, unsure what to feel. Betrayed? Betrayed that the girl she wanted to be sexy for was ruining her sex appeal? What sense did that make?
You look so happy~ Kara said, a strange tone in her voice. Jenny craned her head back, and even in the dying light it was possible to see her blushing. When youre not worrying or fretting, theres this sparkle in your eye of just, pure unadulterated joy. The kind of joy you lose as you grow up, the raw, simple joy of being alive and happy. Kara turned, and smiled down at her with such happiness, Jenny felt her heart melt in her chest.
Though that might have been the bacon grease.
I-- Whatever Jenny was about to say escaped her mind as Kara shifted her off her lap, and onto the bed of the truck they occupied, her weight pillowed by the fluffy softness of the prizes Kara had won her. Gently, Kara straddled her, and Jenny felt her cheeks growing hotter as she found Kara looming over her the way they had when theyd first met. The only difference was this time, her middle had grown large enough to brush against the massive curve of Karas chest, the touch making her heart flutter as her every hair stood on end.
You never did answer me, Kara all but purred, sitting back enough to press her paws to Jennys middle, their broad grasp encaspulating the dome of her gut easily. Whether you needed that burp. You did eat a lot~
Tons~ The admission sent an electric chill down Jennys spine, matched only by the tingling of Karas paws along her gut. Gods, I really packed it away, huh~
Karas grin was bright, even in the fading light. Mmmm, I bet you ate more than I could~
Jenny shivered as a particularly strong stroke sloshed the innards of her gut, making her moan in delight. Really? But youre a giant~
Mmm, youre getting pretty giant yourself~ She gave that gut a soft jiggle, making Jennys toes curl in delight. Soon youll be the big one~
Oh gods~ The mere thought filled her with a terrified delight. Shed only ever seen pictures of furs that fat, much less mice~ The mere thought of how much shed have to eat made her shiver to the tip of her tail. Id have to eat so much~
We could start tonight~ Kara teased, her claws finding their way inside the depths of Jennys bellybutton, tracing its rim as they worked her softness beneath them. Get you a proper dessert.
Im so hungry~ Jenny moaned, despite her bellys packed state. She wanted to eat, to stuff herself, to grow. That hunger grew and grew until an idea of perfect lewdness popped into her head. She reached up, and grasped Karas breasts. Are these just for show?
Kara blushed crimson, and her tail stood on end, but she leaned in closer for Jenny to push up her top, revealing her massive chest in all its glory. Why dont you find out~
Jenny could barely breath, she was so hot, and her belly so full it forced her to pant. Gods, youre so huge~ She couldnt hold back any longer, pulling one to her mouth and beginning to suck, not even caring as no milk came out.
Kara gasped and moaned, tail swishing as her own hot breaths rushed over Jenny, her rubbing turning to groping as her excitement built, squeezing and working Jennys sloshing middle in ever stronger circles. Careful~ She teased between pants. Try not to burst~
Jenny shuddered as something shifted deep within her belly. A sharp spike of pain made her pull away with a gasp that was as much pain as pleasure. All at once, it rushed up and out of her, a thick, greasy belch echoing out into the night, silencing all the noises of the night, and leaving the two, for an instant, alone.
Jenny looked up at Kara, and as she watched, single firework shot into the sky, backlighting her in a cascading rainbow of lights. Jenny could only watch as Kara leaned in close and kissed her as she never had before. Reaching up, Jenny pulled her closer, as if she could actually move the mountain of strength and warmth above her. And yet, spurred only by her tiny grip, Kara came closer all the same. And closer and closer, until they spent the night as one~
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Jenny stared at the turkey before her. In the silence around her, one could have heard a pin drop. It was as though nobody was even breathing. Even her taut, gurgling belly had fallen silent, leaving only an emptiness into which shouted a long forgotten voice.
What are you doing, Jenny?
She stared down at herself. The sweater she wore had become little more than a bra, and struggled now at even that task, the soft yellow yarn stretched tight enough to give the illusion of firmness to the fat, bloated breasts beneath. Below that, her gut billowed out beyond any illusion of restraint, having forced her to turn sideways from the table. Even now, sitting, it pressed on her hips and pulled at her back with a crushing, dominating weight that struggled ever towards the floor. To her horror and delight, she wondered how much easier life would be when it finally reached its destination, and she could stop lugging it around. Somewhere beneath it, she was almost certain her pants had exploded around her globular ass and probably around her calves too, though she hadnt seen the latter in so long she mostly knew them by their constant aching.
She looked up at her end of the table, where a half dozen empty thanksgiving platters sat clustered around her, a graveyard of the half a dinner shed devoured by herself. Beyond it rested more dishes, their contents still untouched, likely from shock or disgust, but a twisted part of her mind insisted it was simply so she could eat them herself.
And then her eyes rose further, to see her family seated around her. Her parents terrified gazes, the dawning realization that something terrible was happening to their daughter and there might not be anything they could do to stop it. Beside them were her cousins, many looking on in the morbid curiosity one always reserved for the next big piece of family gossip. She could hear them now, muttering about how that one Jenny girl had let herself go, and blown up into an obscene blimp. And then there were her brothers and sisters, those whod grown up with the shy, bright little mouse, only to see her this year as a bloated whale. Some looked on in confusion, unable to reconcile the heaving blob before them with the demure, sensible little creature theyd known before. Others snickered and chattered, their own glee that of malicious triumph, ancient wounds hauled up from memory as trophies of how theyd suffered at the hands of the sibling now laid low. In her quivering, porcine mass, they saw every scolding they thought shed escaped, every punishment theyd received in her stead, and in all their gleaming eyes, they saw that she deserved this.
And then she turned her head to behold Kara, her massive paws still holding the crockpot filled with butter and ranch mushrooms. She loomed over Jenny, somehow still making her feel the smaller one even if the opposite had finally become true. She looked up at her, and felt a mixture of adoration and terror. Here was the cornerstone of her entire life, and the one soul certain to destroy everything in it besides herself.
For once, there was no command in those bright orange eyes, almost as if she were uncertain if she herself had gone too far. Suddenly, Jenny became aware of how her paws shook around the cock pot, even as her pants darkened with a lewd, uncontrollable need. She was just like her, caught between sanity and desire. She would destroy her, and she knew it too.
Jennys gut lurched painfully, its lazy, overloaded girth shifting as a bubble of gas struggled to make its way out. It made her squirm, the simple motion like heaving a trucks worth of sandbags. How long had she been working from home, too fat to even make it all the way in through the front door? Or had she gotten too fat to fit into her work clothes? She couldnt remember.
That voice screamed at her to look away, to save them both. She could ask to stay with her parents, get the help she needed. Shed never be thin again, but shed be functional, independent. She could remove herself from Kara, remove the terrible temptation to feed her more and more and more, give her back her own life as well. She could save them both, all it would take was a single word.
Her gut ached so terribly, everything ached from how full, stretched, heavy, squashed and tired it all was. The pressure within built and built, only adding to the agonies heaped upon her body. All at once, she knew what she had to do. She opened her mouth wide, but before anything else, the gas slipped out to freedom, roaring out in a belch that rattled cups on their saucers and silverware on the table. In its wake was silence, her maw open, unspeaking.
After almost a whole minute, Kara got the message, and emptied the crock pot down her throat, the raw butter washing the mushrooms down into her gut. Her whole body clenched and shuddered with indescribable release, before blissfully relaxing to allow the extra inches shed need to fit her latest meal down. She closed her maw at last, swallowing the last gulp down into her middle, and looked up into Karas panting, flushed face, instantly understanding the only thing she needed to.
She was going to get one hell of a bellyrub after dinner.
Comments
ElCid
Oh wow... ♥
Jenny Koda
RIGHT?! I LOVE THIS STORY <3
Athan
o///o <3
