Chapter 5

But then her dream for a bigger lifestyle soon halted when her hand was unable to find any more treats inside the latest box resting on her gut. “Another one bites the dust...” she said with a out of breath voice. Feeling more like lifting weights at the gym, Susan heaved her massive arm to push the box off her belly. She notice her fingers where now bloated and round, that even her wrist was so fat that it was folding out and over Susan’s hands.

The sight of her finger made Susan snap herself back to reality of what was happening, “Oh dear god, I’m huge! What happen to me?” She felt like a well over 800lb bed ridden person she would see on television from talk shows, but now, she is one. Her belly now hung across the floor between her legs like a ocean of flesh that rippled from the slightest movement. Her thighs, now bloated to size of huge barrels, gleamed with the white paleness from the moon lite night from outside her window.

“I need to get help! I need James!” Susan panicked. She rocked and rolled to her side till she was on all fours. Her belly hung low and was dragging across the floor, making it hard for Susan to even make small attempts to creep back to her room where James was still sleeping. But it became painful to move with her flabby belly getting pinched from her dimple huge knees being caught in between. It was no use, she was stuck, even moving within a few inches left her dripping with sweat.

She needed to cool down, with her last bit of strength, Susan manage to prop herself against the wall of the living room, “This is not happening, this is not happening,” She repeated like it was a bad dream.

“I'm terribly sorry for your trouble human girl, but the process is almost complete and the time is near.” A strange and unusual voice spoke out of nowhere.

“No it’s ok,” Susan sniffed, trying to hold back the tears, “This is my fault that I let myself go- Wait. Who said that??” She quickly looked to find Mr. Cow was in the middle of the room holding a piece of rope that trailed off behind the couch. “Did you, you just talked right now?” She was now hoping for sure this was a dream.

Mr. Cow tugged on the rope where a goat tromped out from behind the couch making its “BA-Ah-Ah” sound. “Yes, it is I human girl.” Mr. Cow responded without moving its lips, “But now I must finish the final piece for the ritual to work. My brothers and sisters are arriving faster than I expected from their imprisonment.”

“Wait, what’s the goat for? I'm certainly not eating that!” In a cartoonish fashion, Mr. Cow reached back behind his head and pulled out a giant meat clever in his mouth. “All ritual requires a sacrifice.”

“No! Not in my living room!” Susan yelled until it was too late. With one strike, Mr. Cow chopped the goat head off with no resistant. The head landed to the floor with a thunk, horrifying enough the mouth still moved while the body collapsed, gushing a great deal of blood and twitched uncontrollably.

“Jesus H. Christ!! What the hell is wrong with you??” Susan screamed in panic. Mr. Cow was unflinched by her remark as it pulled out a paint brush in the same cartoonish manner and dabbed up the blood. Quickly Mr. Cow floated towards Susan’s massive belly.

“Please be still, this process has to perfect where soon your purpose will be fulfilled.” Using it mouth, Mr. Cow made lines and patterns all across her belly. The bristle on the brush caused her to giggled while the cow continues its work. “But *snicker* I have no idea what you doing! And why does it feel like you’re drawing a pentagram on me?” Susan knew for sure, with out over looking her huge self, she felt the cow making five quick angle turns until finally the cow finished it with a circle, connecting all five points of the star.

“The process is now completed, human girl, please be still again as I activate the gateway.”

“Gateway? What the hell are you talking about?” Instantly, the lining of the pentagram glowed with a icy blue aura until it collapse, leaving a giant glowing hole of a sweeping vortex coming out of Susan belly. “Why should I even bother...” Feeling hopeless in this situation.

“Now my Brothers and Sisters!! Make your escape that we waited for so many millenniums!”

At first there was nothing until Susan started to hear a faint sounds of mooing from inside the gateway. The mooing grew more louder and in greater numbers as if a stamped of cows were making their way out. Clusters of tiny cows came bursting out of Susan belly in a swarming patterns of all around in her living room. The first of the tiny cows simply landed on the floor and any other flat surface while the majority of them remain floating in the air.

It was becoming too cluster and confusing for Susan to keep track until a cow with tan-ish like skin made it approach to Mr. Cow, “My brother you have done well, but you must shut the portal at once! The Dark One is fast approaching!”