Chapter 4

“MOOoooo....”Susan looked over and saw the cow was next to another package that was meant for her. But the cow did nothing but just stand their next to the package, not moving at all. “Please Mr. Cow can you help bring it over to me?” The cow still did nothing but stare at her.

“Fine! I’ll come over there myself! Just need a second to get back on my feet....” It was a bit of a shock now to her system of how big she has gotten when she struggled to get herself up. With so much fat all around her mid section, it became like a spongy spring when she attempted to crunch forward only to be flung back by her ball of fat. After the shaking and quivering had stop, Susan prepared for plan B by clamping her plump feet and swelled ankles to the couch and attempted to make small hops off the couch. It was an inch by inch progress while Susan made tiny ‘ouff’ and panting sounds that she was beat red from the excursion by the time she was on the edge.

Having to use the full force of her weight, Susan leaned so far forward, she was afraid she was going to fall flat on her face. But with a steady balance, she was able stand up straight with the sacrifice of her back muscle. Susan moan in pain as she rubbed her back while wiping the dripping sweat off of her face. “This next bunch better be worth it after all this Mr. Cow.” Susan panted.

“Mooooo...” the cow responded, not even showing any care for Susan increasing weight gain problem as it nodded to the package. “Fine, fine I’m coming” she waddled over, feeling her legs rubbed and shuffled between them in a constant friction. Susan looked back at the couch and knew getting back out of that pit trap would certainly take too much of her time, “Ok Mr. Cow I’m going down and I’m not planning on getting back up any time soon.”

Mr. Cow simply made one step to its side as Susan flap her robe outward, revealing her ever so disappearing undies, to sit down properly. In a slow but rough process, one of her massive butt cheek landed with considerable thud, sending a massive ripple from one side of her hip and ended with a whiplash causing the strap of her undies to finally come undone. Releasing a flood gate as her belly and hips expanded outward.

Susan didn’t have time to feel embarrassed as the cow started to shove packages all around her, “MOOO!” It was the first time the cow made a hastily insisted sound towards Susan as it scampered quickly to push more boxes. “Alright, alright! No need to rush me. Let see who’s next?”

Susan looked over the growing mound of her belly and the combination of her expanding cup size breasts, she notice her feet were close to becoming none existing to be seen except for only her toes. She crunch forward with a hefty groan sound to grab the next treat, but as old habit never dies, her belly became an impossible feat to climb over to reach around.

Feeling even more fatter than ever from the failed attempt. Susan eventually gave up and decided to lean over from her sides to grab the nearest set of treats. Using one arm to help keep herself upright and her belly for a substitute table, Susan used her other arm to shovel the treats into her fat mouth in a losing all control feeding frenzy.

Time had no more meaning for Susan as she ate, for what seems like hours of ingesting food was only mere minutes for her as the fatness was packing inside of her faster then ever. It was soon that Susan felt the zing of excitement with her body growing more and more into a huge mass of flesh. Even her breasts felt heavier and huge as the constant engorging made the slightest stimulating friction from her bathrobe causing her to breath in a quick rasping of excitement.

She knew what a blob she was turning into but she didn’t care anymore. Curves were rolling out in all direction, her butt became two globs of fleshy cushion, and her belly slowly sucking up her legs, passing already her knees. She want to eat more now then ever! Thoughts of being a massive ball of flesh that would out weigh Jabba the Hutt was a fantastic goal for Susan.