chapter 4: answers

Ryan flung the door to their house open. He google searched to find Celine's house as fast as he could. In the background he heard the shower going again. Felicity's soft moaning was almost drowned out by the pitter patter of the water. He barely noticed the lustful noises with his head down and his heart pounding. He had to see Celine's house. If there weren't answers there then he wasn't sure where else to go besides the HQ itself.

Suddenly he had it.

1548 Euclid Dr. Tempany Hills 92886

"Bingo." Ryan clicked his phone off and grinned from ear to ear. This might be the end of his journey and none too soon. He looked back at the bathroom and thought again of Felicity. A heavy sigh escaped him as he thought of his short blissful stay here. Watching her body change, feeding the librarian, seeing the community time after time.

All of it only confirmed what he had tried so hard to stifle. He liked fat girls. No, he loved them. He thought again of the way the librarian had forced him to push the food into her mouth. The way that Felicity fell slowly and then all at once into being a fatty like the rest of the town. He grinned and let out another sigh. However, moans from the bathroom picked up in volume and dragged him out of his head. Ryan grabbed his things, got out the door and stepped into the waiting cab.

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The drive was short. He hoped that it wasn't too late. The sun had just began to set and Ryan had no way of knowing when Celine would be back home. Stepping out of the cab he found the place that he had searched up. It was a mansion that didn't really understand the definition of subtle. A large silver gate blocked solid green grass and a winding but short driveway that lead to a gorgeous modern house.

Scaling the fence he moved carefully and with purpose. He was suddenly very glad as he threw himself over that Felicity hadn't followed him. She might not have allowed for this in the first place but at her current girth she probably wouldn't have been able to even get over the fence. Ryan looked down and was thankful that he wasn't her size.

Stepping closer the house appeared to be locked tight. Minutes passed as careful pacing around the house bore no fruit. As he was about to give up the sprinkler system turned on. Ryan sprinted to the side of the yard right next to the house and heard a heavy clunk on a patch of grass. He stepped again but harder and heard the noise again. Feeling blindly into the grass his hands touched two handles.

He stepped down the rickety ladder that was revealed and clicked on a light. The room was as you might expect any basement. It was a concrete floor and walls, dirty, pipes running along the sides and everything that you might expect from that kind of thing.

What Ryan didn't expect was the strong scent of cherries and a table full of lab equipment. He approached the table to find vials, bottles, beakers, tubs and more. A small pile of research notes confirmed everything he had been suspicious of.

"Cherub Fattening Serum"

"This is the successful chemical makeup and instructions to create what I call Cherub. This formula is activated by higher levels of estrogen and causes rapid weight gain, a desire to eat or 'stuff' oneself, a very heightened libido, and an appreciation for size as they grow. The effects are quite exciting and could potentially change how we see our bodies!"

Ryan felt his jaw drop. Next to the notes were pictures of a woman that Ryan recognized as a model who went missing. The first picture shows "week 1" she's sitting in a chair in a blue dress smiling, thin as a rail. The next picture "week 2" in the same dress shows a significantly tighter dress and the start of hips. Her tits have nearly doubled in size. She is no longer sitting still but rather taking a bite. The third picture "week 3" has her on all fours eating a cake on top of a bed. Her dress is ripping in several places as her belly nearly touches the bed. Her tits have taken the brunt of the weight and are spilling out of both dress and bra. In the last picture "week 4" she is completely naked. Her tits now each larger than watermelons she attempts to cover them with her arm while still feeding herself with the other. The dress is in shreds around her. Each thigh is as wide as her initial waistline.

He glances again at the chemical. And then at the machine behind him. Realizing now that it's a water purification machine. Celine has been poisoning the water supply. Ryan's mind races back to Felicity showering. He realized now what had been happening. He had to get home to her. Taking pictures of the lab and all of the notes, Ryan ran for the exit when a thought occurred to him. He looked back first at the bottles of Cherub and then to the water purification machine sitting in the basement.

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Felicity moaned as water cascaded down her new found curves. Hands explored soft flesh which caused her grin to grow at the thought of her own body's growth. Her fingers gripped at her massive tits and lifted them so she might lick each one thoroughly. When she finished, her body quivered and she let the G cup mammaries flop onto her massive gut. She braced her hands against the wall to let her tits and gut hang. Gently she swung herself to watch everything react to her movements.

Quite suddenly, Felicity had a craving, she stepped out of the shower and walked, dripping wet into the bedroom. Her hips swung with enthusiasm as her naughty idea became a reality. Out of the closet she pulled the white button up T-Shirt she had on when they first arrived. After a short struggle she had the shirt on with the buttons clinging for life, each one leaving ample gaps for flesh to spill out of. The water made the shirt almost see through. Unignorably her gigantic damp tits kept trying to slip out of the top. Flesh begged to be let free, pushing and fighting for the space it was not allowed. With a fit of giggles she tied a measuring tape around her belly in a little bow and half jogged half waddled to the kitchen, almost slipping in excitement.

Felicity opened the fridge and saw everything she had hoarded from the store. Nervously she glanced behind her at the front door as if Ryan would come in at any moment. However, the moment of guilt and fear did not last.

Her eyes became glazed as she turned to look at the cheesecake in the back of the fridge. She pushed her whole body as far as she could go, her large heavy tits dragging through the chocolate cake at the front of the fridge. She still couldn't quite reach the cheesecake with her mouth. She pushed a little farther but her hips were in the way. Wiggling a bit more she bent farther and pushed her mouth straight into the cake. Her hands on either side of her braced as she gorged on the rich and creamy cake. The door of the fridge was completely blocked by Felicity's now massive ass and hips. Moans escaped fevered chomping while she pigged out.

"Fatter! I have to get fatter! I want all of these buttons to pop by tonight. No more diets. No more starving. I want to be huge, I want a big fat figure and I don't want to hide it anymore. I love the feel of my body and I don't want to stop. God damnit I just want to eat and grow. Ryan has worn out his gentleman's approach. Tonight I'll show him exactly what he wants. If he wants a fat girl then he's going to get one. Like it or not."

With a final grin she realized that the fat on her hips had wedged herself firmly in the deep double door fridge. The fridge half itself was more narrow than most but it was still a flag and a turn on for her. A flag that let her know just how possible her wishes were. Felicity pushed and after no small struggle was able to unwedge herself. Her body still damp and shirt ready to explode she grabbed a handful of chocolate cake out from her shelf of cleavage and licked every finger clean. After she turned to the carton of heavy cream and finished it within seconds. Her hunger unsated she gorged on everything in the fridge she could get her hands on.

She continued to stuff herself for some time with each bite being less about the food and becoming more about how fat she could be. She felt the tape measure grow tight around her gut. She brought out the sugar cookies and doughnuts and ice cream and bottle of whip cream and pie. Her eating seemed to reach no end. A tight fat gut begged to disagree but Felicity forced herself to keep going. The tape measure grew tighter and her tits popped the top button and formed a small rip in her shirt as she finished the last doughnut.

"God, I'm such a fat greedy queen. I love it." Frosting coated her mouth and drizzled her enlarged chest and belly. A large belch escaped her. The ground was coated with water and food. Wrappers littered the table and the ground. Empty cartons of milk and cream were left strewn on the counter. Whip cream dripped off her cellulite ridden thighs and puddled neatly on the tile.

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed something in the fridge though. At the back there was a pink bottle about the size and shape of an average water bottle. "Celine's Diet Supplement." Felicity rocked herself to be able to get up properly with such an engorged gut. Heavy steps got her to the fridge as she trudged on top of the feast that didn't make it to her maw. She lifted the bottle and took a look at it.

"How did this get here?" She unscrewed the cap and took a long smell. It was sweet and inviting. Why, it almost smelled like cherries...