Chapter 130 - #130 /the deal/

I climbed into bed without so much as a longing glance at my PC. My sisters pep talk had actually been fairly effective all things considered. I was for the most part willing to go the evening without prying further into Eliza’s business. After all I had plenty of my own processing to do with regards to the recent events in my life. The trip to Sydney, the exams I was probably going to fail, possible crush on a cute redhead from Europe and of course my recent possession at the hands of a possibly malevolent magical app. In fact there was so many buzzing ideas in my brain that as I stripped down into my underwear and jiggled my way into a sleeping position I wasn’t even slightly tired. Which wasn’t necessarily all that surprising given my post quasi coital nap. My mind was full to the brim with the complicated realities of my position. Cameron’s laptop propped up in the corner serving as a permanent reminder of the active problem she presented. Perhaps because of it no matter what piece of information I was trying to process my mind eventually looped back around to my conversation with Paige. And what it might mean for my beloved friend.

I caved, by my estimate it took me around ten minutes before I was holding up my tits to get into a sitting up position. My eyes turning to the PC screen and the laptop attached to it. I paused to bargain with myself a little before even bothering to get up. I assured myself I’d only be checking up on her. Just a quick check of her file so I could make sure she hadn’t been turned into a beached whale or mindless hog. I wasn’t being paranoid at all. Definitely clingy but not paranoid. Given what Cameron had set up for people she didn't have personal stakes in fattening it was perfectly reasonable to think she’d go all out on someone she did. Particularly with her “Little Miss Flotation Devices” comment at Eliza’s expense. As true as It was it was practically a declaration of intent as far I was concerned. Laura was just concerned I’d get body jacked, but my tenuous theory told me that’d only happen if I used the features. Which I wouldn’t just by checking up on her. The more I thought about it the more I psyched myself back into my earlier fervor. Finding myself motivated enough to actually heave my bulk out of bed to use my PC.

I made my way over to the machine and sighed as I realized I was still lacking a replacement chair. I no longer had a body type that exactly lent itself to standing up for long periods of time. But even If I could repair the chair chances were it would just break beneath all the extra mass my ass had blimped up with. Meaning I’d need to order another one. Another chore added to the expanding list of tasks I’d need to sort out. Yet I knew once I got into the ol keyboard flow state my problems were unlikely to last. I’d be too distracted by the APPs majesty to notice my legs aching beneath her mass of my flabby thighs. But as I pushed the power button, my fingers felt wood. I blinked in confusion and found myself facing off against my wardrobe. Rather than my PC which was on the exact opposite side of the room. I spun in place and found that my room was just how I had left it. I was just on the wrong side of it. “I inverted your senses a little, which yes meant I cast a spell on you, but in my defense, you cast spells on people all the time” I heard Laura’s voice calling from the door frame causing me to almost jump out of my skin.

Sure, enough the busty purple haired broad was standing there, in a black bath robe, watching me intently again the same way she had on the stairs. “I’m not even going to address the magic thing, but I am going to say that I’m not possessed” I reiterated but came across so petulant even I had trouble believing myself. My older sister simply letting out a sigh and rubbing the bridge of her nose a little. Her blue eyes meeting my reflected gaze. “I know, but if you use your PC you might be” She said eying the PC with clear suspicion. She was right of course, but I also knew I needed to check. “Look it’s pretty late at this stage, and she still hasn’t gotten back to either of us, I’ll only use the surveillance part of the app” I told her fighting my instincts and begging ever so slightly. Her odds of winning the argument were far lower than they had been. After all, now a huge part of my desire was a need to pass the time. Laura just rolled her eyes. But I could see the tension leave her shapely body a little. “Fine, but we’re going to make a deal” she told me a hardline insistence to her voice.

I nodded quickly just wanting to get it out of the way. “First off, you won’t push any buttons, I’ll handle all of that” she said and I rolled my eyes right back at her. I wasn’t even sure if L.B.L UP advanced would allow for that. But it was clear her terms left no room for negotiation. “Secondly, when your willpower proves to be as soft and unrefined as your body, and you crumble and come up with some dumb plan, you’ll tell me” she said flatly. I took minor offence to what she was saying but it was probably a more rational rule than her first one. “Thirdly, if anything weird happens in your head, you tell me” she continued following a good rule with a great one. “Fourth rule, under no circumstances are you allowed to be weird about” she said making it rather unclear what “it” was. Of course, I knew what “it” was. A sister communication pertaining to the “it” that hung around our conversations. I was going to have some problems with that last rule, but I was willing to make an attempt to get my curiosity sated. “I agree to your terms...do you have to like swear on your name as a witch...or do I sign in blood” I suggested sarcastically to which she rolled her eyes again.

Before I could snark her further, she made her way back out of my room for a few seconds returning lugging a bright purple exercise ball. The round orb reminding me a rather large amount of a great many things I had seen recently. Particularly as it gently wobbled in her grasp. “Okay this is going to sound like I’m “Being weird about it” but you can’t possibly be that mad at having gone up a cup size” I queried her more than a little surprised by the presence of the exercise equipment in my house. It was rather shocking given that the average weight of the women in it was somewhere north of 350lbs. “It’s not mine, it’s Connie’s mothers from when she was skinny, and I’m not bothered to grab an actual chair” Laura explained seemingly more than a little amused at my confusion. My elder sister placing the exercise ball down in front of my computer chair. “By not bothered, you mean you’re too lazy” I said somewhat aware of the irony in me calling her out for it. “You see you say that but this is the closest you’ve come to something used for exercise...since...?” Laura asked sarcastically placing herself on the orb and struggling to keep her balance, bobbing a little in place for a few moments. “I plead the fifth” I warned with a simple sigh.

“So how exactly do you turn this thing on?” she asked eying the PC in a slightly bemused fashion. I almost called it off from there, but I realized it would provide me some leverage over her for a change. “Did you like learn magic in a 15th century castle?” I asked her curiously sounding ever so slightly smug about her tech illiteracy. “It was a 17th century manor actually, and the only reason I can’t use one is because I can do anything it can do better with magic anyways” she shot back but I got a sense she was exaggerating her abilities ever so slightly. My purple haired sister eying the pc gently poking It in her confusion. I just let out a confident chuckle and bent over to push the button myself. Only to feel a rather forceful shove against my hanging belly. My gut wobbling a little at the contact as I staggered back, landing my massive rear on the bed which creaked insultingly at the quick application of mass. “No button pushing!” she told me simply before finally seeming to locate the power button, pushing it and getting the PC to start.
As seemed to be the usual case with the advanced edition my PC took an obnoxiously long amount of time to finally load. Booting up and wheezing through top of the line fans as it’s small blue bar gradually filled. A blushing silence falling over us as I wasn’t quite sure how to follow up the brief sisterly roughhousing.

Though I suddenly found myself beset on by things to say when the app finally finished booting. Once again, I found myself faced with the vast potential of the app. It’s various tabs and files. Most importantly by the “Perks” tab I saw a small annotation in the shape of a 2. It was hardly surprising I would’ve worked up some points after such a huge quantity of L.B.L UP use. But I still got the gamers dopamine rush of a level up flooding my systems. “Oh, go click on the perks tab” I told Laura resisting a rare urge to get off my ass in excitement. “Uhh, yeah I was here when you were setting the system and as far as I can remember that’s not where the camera is” Laura told me blasely as she scrolled through the files looking for Eliza’s name. I couldn’t help but notice how much shorter the scroll bar had gotten a testament to the sheer number of new targets I had gotten involved with during my tests. But Eliza was rather early. Just after Mindy since I had caused her initial fattening on that very same day. Not that I could remember doing so. Demonstrating a little more computer acumen Laura managed to select her for targeting. Quickly panning to the Applications tab, a camera feed filling the screen and finally sating me bottomless curiosity.