#fatflation

Big, strong lady who can grab and lift me by the lovehandles from behind.

Log-tosses me like this onto a waterbed so sloshy I can't get off of it, no matter how hard I try.

Flips me over, cuffs me to the bedposts, shoves a tube in my mouth…

"Either you or the bed… Which will pop first?"

"P-Please," Maya gasped between breaths, her usually so confident countenance all ruined by sweat at present. Claudine practically slithered about on top of her, grinning and smirking whilst Maya herself looked close to passing out. "O-Only as big as you're c-comfortable with." Placing a hand on the tight concave curve of Claudine's waist, Maya patted her partner through the fabric of the crisp cream button-up shirt she had on. That, and little else.

Claudine's skirt had been dredged clean off, ten minutes ago. Her hair, untied. Her suit, ripped away. Even her shirt had fewer buttons done up than she'd be comfortable with, outside of their apartment. "Bigger." Claudine prowled with her voice, teasing out the words across Maya's face and gulping up the whining noises that came back. "So much bigger, you'll have to feed me." She trilled, chuckling as she watched her partner's face tense up, all over. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Piggy pervert." She cackled, then pushed herself off of her now groaning girlfriend. Claudine's face was all amiss with boundless pride. She tapped Maya on her shoulder twice, as though she was leaving a pot to boil. "Now, just wait here. I'll try to fit into something more comfy," licking her lips, Claudine rubbed her flawlessly fit tummy with one hand; fully aware of what she was going to do to it. "And then I'll come back, ten times as heavy as you remember me." With one last draught of Maya's helpless horniness, Claudine set herself away.

"Nnh, Mmmh—!" Maya was resorted to just words, now. Splayed out on top of her bed's blanket, Maya's arms twitched and spasmed even once Claudine was gone. "I-I love y-you, ma C-Claudine…!" Her voice pitched, and as if she'd come already, her back bucked forwards. Panting, Maya sat there for a second, forgetting that Claudine has specifically instructed her to stay still. "A-All of you…" Letting her voice drawl out, Maya just stared at the door, knowing who and what was about to come through it.

Surely, any moment now, Saijou Claudine was about to squeeze her way back into the bedroom at a size Maya could barely imagine. Although Claudine abjectly refused to gain any weight for her, the special temporary weight-gain tablets the two had discovered was full game for her. As long as the blubber all wore off in time, then Claudine was happy to get as fat as the very house's foundations could handle. At least a quarter-ton; that was what Claudine had promised. That was how she was going to please Maya, tonight. As long as she got to be on top. Today, and for a full month afterwards. An entire month of Claudine's most intense domination. Maya was going to melt.

"Mmph—!"

However, she ended up doing little more than waiting. Minutes passed, seconds drawing on in a humid frenzy. After ten minutes of pawing at the space between her legs, Maya heard something, though. A strangled little mewl of a noise. A muffled moan, from beyond the wall. Trying to pull her attention away from her own arousal, Maya's head cocked to attention. "Claudine?" She called, her voice projecting through the whole house.

"Shmmphh! M-Maya!"

The voice was almost a cry, now. In an instant, Maya vaulted off of the bed and to her feet. Still in her sweat-dappled pyjamas, Maya hauled the door open and turned. Turned, to see something she hadn't expected in the slightest. Her girlfriend, red-cheeked and panting. Of course, Claudine was gigantic, but that wasn't important, right now.

"Maya!" Claudine hissed. Between fat cheeks, she huffed and puffed to sustain her huge body with enough oxygen to function, even slightly. "H-Hepp…" She mewled, now reduced to the same state Maya was in, not too long ago. Dressed in a barely-fitting XXL lingerie set that they'd ordered for this exact purpose, Claudine's body was beyond massive. Mostly bottom heavy, Claudine's boobs were still desk-filling monsters of milk and meat. As wide almost as the room she was standing in, Maya soon saw the issue apparent.

"O-Oh…" Maya gulped, setting herself back as she tried to take in every inch of her titanic girlfriend. "Just… How many of those pills did you take?" Restraining her laughter, Maya's entire body cooled as she realised that Claudine wasn't in any immediate danger — apart from, of course, the fact that she was far too big to get out. "Greedy."

Claudine made a tremendous noise of frustration, glaring at Maya as her hips continued to swell and expand. "It's not funny!" She harrumphed, elephantine as she eclipsed the width of the spare single-bed she was standing in front of. "I was t-too excited… I stuffed like a — Nhhh — a dozen pills in my mouth, and b-before I even got changed, I…" Looking down to her body, Claudine howled as her chest expanded with fat, once more. "I was a lardass!" She blushed as her lingerie began to tear across her tummy, ripping open in wide circles to let freshly-fostered fat bulge on through.

Maya chuckled a touch. "A lardass?" She echoed her girlfriend's struggling cries, barely able to see the same horrors she was. "You certainly are." She insisted, moving forwards into the spare room until she could place a hand on Claudine's gurgling, expanding gut. "A dozen pills… You'll end up at half a ton, won't you?" Gripping her lover's hand, Maya gasped a touch as she saw how pudgy they'd become. Claudine's hands had once been smaller than hers; now, they were balloons of blubber, that swallowed Maya fingers as the stodgy masses swelled up to close the gaps between each of Claudine's own.

The desire to get so fat, to be fed so much, that people worry for my body's structural integrity the instant they make so much as a passing glance at my blubbery body is so very, very strong right now...

~w~

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Slap a few magic rip-cords on me in spots I can't reach. Every time someone yanks one off, I fwoomp with lard like an emergency raft, making more and more spots to put more cords where I can't reach to cut them before people pull them...

Then let's see how much I can take, yeah?

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Shrink me down all nice and tiny until I can lounge in your palm.

Fatten me up until I'm too big for -your- britches, somehow heavier than even you.

Then unshrink me and watch the property damage ensue.

Terrified of even touching the stomach she saw down there, yawning out over the ruined waistband of her jean-shorts, An could do little more than waddle forwards, leaning hard against the wall as her weight skyrocketed. Her stomach was already a sack of fat, and it was quickly becoming a balloon of it. Almost dragging on the floor an rendering An an obese slug, the girl's belly was a swollen, sweaty mess of skin just a tantalising inches off of the ground. The tummy she'd been oh-so proud of a mere half-an-hour ago had melted away, giving way like a dam to so much dough.

"Unn--Ngh--!" An almost threw up as she felt another wave of bulging overcome her. Her tank-top began to tear down the middle. Her belly embraced the floor, and her shorts finally snapped in two, their torn remnants still sticking to An's huge asscheeks like a trophy. "Hewp... Uuwghh... Anyone..." Almost sobbing as bile rose in her throat for a second, An found she had to heave her own stomach forwards before she could even think about taking another step. But her fat arms were getting weaker by the second, weighed down by their own pillowy thickness. An was becoming a useless blob, and she could feel it happening. She could see it ruining her. "Shtupid... Nnrgh... Meiko..." She wailed, feeling her actual sports bra snap, leaving only her tank-top keeping her now-cowtits decent.

An, don't you wanna try out 'Feederism?' Kohane'll love you for it~!

Just remembering how Meiko had lulled her into this with her sing-song voice made An want to explode with anger - ignoring the fact that she actually felt like she'd explode with adipose, sooner. "Dish isn't-- Haahnn... Feederishm...!" An sloshed against the wall like a weary mattress, massaging her obese belly as it grew yet-fatter. An had done her research. Feederism was supposed to be slow and loving, right?

Just try one of these, and Kohane's gonna fall head-over-halls for you!

This was anything but that. An was being dragged downwards by her own spiralling weight, her fat ass turning into a ball-and-chain of blubber, to keep her trapped in this jail cell of a body. "Kohane--!" An sobbed again, wishing her partner was here to-- to do anything. An knew Kohane couldn't help, but at least she'd be able to hold her hand as An transformed into a helpless hog. All of a sudden, An realised - she was on the floor. She couldn't stand anymore; she'd become an immobile blob, filled with so much fat that even her fitness couldn't handle it. Tears welled in her eyes; this was it for her.

An's ponytail came to rest on her own ass, her shoulderblades being assaulted by her own fat as the formerly-sporty girl became a corridor-filling blob of meat. An's love-handles would be touching the floor by now, if the corridor was wide enough to let them. Instead, An just gasped and moaned into the softness of her own plumped-up breasts, filling her cleavage with as many tears as beads of stinking, soaking sweat. "A-Anyone... Hewp...!" Reaching out with hands the size - and shape - of udders, An wanted anyone. Wanted anything. She just needed someone to console her as she accepted her new life as a lard-pile.

I also wanna get so fat, so fast, that giving in to those urges is a very dangerous prospect for both of us.