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Fit vs Fat - Part 2
🕑 Added 2022-10-17 12:00:07 +0000 UTCKendra woke up in a dark room, her wrists and legs bound to the chair she sat in. She was so confused, and then she noticed the four fat chicks from the gym walking over to her. “Hey what is this!” She screamed.
“No need to scream, no one can hear you.” The blonde said to her, as the four of them stood in a semi circle in front of her.
“What the fuck is wrong with you? Where am I?” Kendra tried to wiggle out of her restraints.
“More like what the fuck is wrong with you.” The brunette spat back. “You had no right to speak to us that way at the gym.”
“That’s right.” Spoke up the redhead. “We were just trying to use the gym, we weren’t doing anyone any harm.”
“You sure were doing my eyeballs some harm.” Kendra remarked.
“If you hate fat girls so much, you should have been happy we were at the gym” The last one with auburn hair chipped in.
“I only said all those things so you’d all work harder and want to get thin and hot forever like me.” Kendra curtly explained.
The blonde then smiled. “You won’t be thin for long.” She said with a grin.
“What are you gonna do to me huh?” Kendra tested them. They had already kidnapped her, what was the worst they could do? Not like they were going to kill her for being mean at the gym.
It was then that the brunette pulled out a blue glowing orb. It sloshed back and forth in her hand, and emitted a strange faint light that brightened the room slightly. Kendra looked at it curiously. It didn’t look manufactured, it seemed too fluid for that, but it also didn’t seem natural, like you wouldn’t just find one on a bush out in the woods. She had no clue what it was, but figured she was about to learn.
“You think being fat is a fate worse than death, well let's see how you feel once you are fat for a change.” With that the brunette slapped the blob on Kendra’s thigh, and Kendra watched in horror as it joined with her skin and sank into her leg, causing her leg to thicken. Kendra didn’t know what to make of this, but it was only a moment later that the brunette had another orb and was pressing it on to her other thigh to even things out.
Kendra still felt superior to these hefty gals, they might have had these weird blobs, but she figured she could still talk her way out of this. “You think that’s really going to stop me? I could work off whatever that is within a week.” She huffed, despite being tied to a chair in an unknown location.
“Don’t worry we are just getting started.” The blonde said. This made Kendra swallow in concern, as the brunette presented two more orbs.
“My legs have been chunky all my life.” The brunette started to tell her. “No matter what I did, they were always thick and got even thicker.” She placed the orbs on Kendra’s legs again, and grabbed two more. “I’ve had chub rub, been called names. I’ve always wished to have smaller legs. Working out only seemed to make them bigger!” She smooshed blobs into Kendra’s legs one after another.
As the spheres fused to her skin her legs grew thicker and wider, adding pounds and pounds of fatty flesh on top of what were once thin trim legs. Her legs had gone from hard and muscular to soft and puffy. Kendra could only watch as the brunette birated her with her tale and thickened her legs one blob at a time. “Now you’ll know what it feels like to not have a thigh gap, how it feels to have your thighs touch down to your knee, have your legs be so fat they grow outwards because there’s no room in between them anymore. Kendra was shocked that her legs were getting so big. This wasn’t going to just take a week at the gym.
As her legs continued to grow, rage built up inside of her, and when she finally composed herself enough she unleashed. “You fucking bitch, how dare you do this to me? I didn’t cause you to have fucking thunder thighs. Try maybe eating a salad from time to time. You don’t have to make me fat to feel better about your lard legs!”
“Don’t worry it's not just your legs.” The auburn butted in. “What fat girl is not complete without a nice belly.” With that she plopped two blobs right on Kendra’s exposed midriff. The auburn, who sported quite the belly herself, was obviously up next. “The belly maketh the beast, they actually called me that once.” She placed more orbs on Kendra's stomach. “Imagine being called a beast just because you have a big belly? I’ve had one ever since I became a teenager. I always hated it, but year after year it just grew bigger. Now you will know how it feels to have a belly, rolls on top of rolls, the jiggling sensation each time you take a step, Something that will spill into your lap and flop over your waistbands. Something that will flap on top of your newly thickened thighs. A billowing belly that will walk into a room before you do. Will weigh you down, making you think twice before heaving yourself off the couch.”
Kendra’s legs had been a shock, but she would have been able to deal with just a pair of thick thighs, easy enough to work off in time. But now with her belly, this was pushing the boundaries. She was now getting quite wide and flabby, and not to mention heavy. The two so far had smooshed so many blobs on her she’d lost count.
Just then the busty redhead approached her. “Not that I want to see a bimbo like you leave here with a nice set of big boobs, but every fat girl has to know the aches and pains that come with a hefty pair of mommy milkers.” With that she pressed a pair of blobs onto Kendra’s chest. Her chest swelled as the orbs melted into her skin, her sports bra tightened as her boobs grew. The redhead grabbed another pair of spheres and started to tell her story. “I started as an early bloomer, but the blooming didn’t stop as my weight climbed throughout high school. I soon found myself with two back breaking shoulder boulders on my chest. They may of had every dumb jock drooling over themselves, but when they finally realized the rest of me was 50lbs overweight too, they quickly lost interest. But I still had to live with the back pain of carrying these things around. And 50 pounds soon became 100 extra as I entered college. I looked into breast reduction surgery, but the doctor told me I wasn’t a good candidate, and that I should try and, you guessed it, lose weight. Well it doesn’t come easy to everyone, for any of us. So now you’ll know how it feels to actually have to carry around a pair of hefty DDs all day.”
