chapter 12

But so much fat is not obtained easily. Eventually, everyone hits a wall. Everyone fills up. She paused her breathing and tensed up as an earth-trembling fart erupted from beneath her bulk. She continued breathing heavily and farted again.

"You're gassier now than when you started! We've lost track of how much you've farted! That's how you know when you're really big: when you fart more than an engorged pig! But worry not about those sounds, they just mean more delicious pounds! And don't be ashamed of the smell, that's just what happens when you swell! With such a large inflated ass, you're bound to produce a lot of gas!"

Once the calories were absorbed by Olivia's body, it had no need for whatever was leftover, which meant every fart that rolled from her blubbery bottom was an audible confirmation of more inches and pounds added to her planetary form. The first button on Olivia's blouse to give was the one over her cleavage, unable to contain the breadth of her breasts. It popped off and hit the wall, clattering to the floor, probably settling somewhere near her pants button.

Soon after that, the other ones went and the seams along the side of her pants began to pop as well, then rip apart entirely.

"From now on, clothes will be in vain! You've become too large to contain!" Munchies tore the remains of Becky's clothes from Olivia's obese body, leaving her only in her strained bra and panties that were now basically a thong. She tried to reach behind her to pluck out the wedgie, but the fat padding out her arms pushed against the fat cushioning her back. She tried wiggling her hips against the couch in order to use the surface to push out the wedgie, but it only succeeded in tiring her out.

"Poor Olivia is getting tired! But before she sleeps, more food's required!" the Munchie closest to Olivia announced to the others.

"We should get her to the bed!" another Munchie suggested to his peers.

"Once she's there, we'll keep her fed!" still another offered.

"No, wait," Olivia mumbled, lethargy overtaking her, physically manifest in the fat steadily expanding her body, rolling over itself, barely perceptible to the naked eye. Another groan of gas escaped her rear, her overloaded belly and butt working in tandem to ease the intensifying pressure in both. "Please," she whimpered, rubbing the sides of her dome of a stomach. But she had grown too fat to adequately defend herself. If she was at the mercy of the Munchies before, she was now practically their pet.

"It's okay, just come with us! No need for you to make a fuss. We just want what's best for you, and we think that's a lot of food! So before you grow too fat to stand, let us take your chubby hands! We'll nurture you and keep you well; even as you spread and swell. So let us take you off to bed, where we'll make sure you're always fed!"

The Munchies all extended their hands in a friendly gesture, though most of them were doing it symbolically. Olivia swept her eyes over the grinning creatures and began to feel her nerves loosen up a bit, granted most of her field of vision was taken up by her massively round body. With a wrinkled and worried brow, she reached forward without leaning forward. Her newly acquired fat was pinning her to the couch and she was testing the limits of how much the Munchies were willing to assist.

Many tiny chubby hands wrapped themselves around Olivia's two. With a heave and a chorus of groans through gritted teeth, the Munchies all pulled against Olivia's weight, trying to get her to her feet. They eased up for a moment and then all tugged again in unison.

Olivia wasn't much help, letting the little gremlins do all the work, just to see if they could.

Relaxing again and catching their breath, the Munchies let go of Olivia's hands to wipe their brows of sweat.

Another gaseous blast roared from Olivia's massive backside and she sighed in relief. "I'm getting so hungry again," she moaned, licking her lips. "Mmm, I'm ready for dessert." She farted again, rubbing her belly to soothe it and comfort it as it dispensed of the storm within, once again feeling the butterflies. She fanned her face to clear the air of her aroma, not realizing how futile the gesture was.

Reinvigorated, the Munchies grinned at each other and screamed as they put all their might into pulling Olivia up. Slowly, her mass began to roll forward, rounded parts of her swallowing each other and spreading. She could feel her ass rising from the couch, gravity starting to pull more on her immense belly. She slowly straightened up and wavered for a moment before she had her bearings.

The Munchies cheered victoriously, admiring their gorgeous work of art. Olivia truly was a masterpiece, and they were incredibly proud. "We have done a lovely job! We made you into a beautiful blob! Now it's time to lay you down and really start to pack on those pounds!"

Olivia looked down at the Munchies singing to her, fearful for what was next. The weight of her blubber, surrounding and coating her, redistributed differently than it had while she was seated and she wanted to get a feel for it before bounding forward. But it wouldn't make much of a difference; once they walked her to the bed and laid her down, she would never walk again.

They took her hands and pulled her forward, forcing her to waddle to keep up. From the kitchen, a group of Munchies, stacked atop one another, wheeled in a four-tiered red velvet cake. Guided by the Munchies, Olivia fell in line behind the cake cart, following it and them to the room she would soon grow too fat to leave.

They wheeled the cake into the bedroom while Olivia and her ushers shuffled behind. Reaching the door to the room, the Munchies pulling Olivia marched in behind the cake but were suddenly jerked back and collapsed on the floor. They scrambled to see what the problem was only to find an immense Olivia wedged in the door frame, her blubber bulging into the room. She shifted and shook, but couldn't budge.

"Umm, guys?" Olivia asked nervously. "I'm stuck." She yelped as she felt a bunch of tiny, pudgy hands sink into her ass fat, trying to push her in. The ones that had guided her this far, took her hands again and pulled as hard as they could. Olivia slid forward before she stumbled through, causing the walls to shake and furnishings to rattle

The Munchies cheered again as Olivia blushed shyly and bounded over to the bed. She stood over it for a minute and took a deep breath. The Munchies wheeled in the cake behind her and she could somehow feel its presence at her back, like the calories themselves were radiating their energy. In preparation for the dessert phase of tonight's feast, Olivia pushed out another tremendous gale of wind from her bottom, suddenly realizing she may have just farted on the cake she was about to eat. With a sigh of acceptance, she slowly rotated her rounded, massive form and positioned her globular ass cheeks over her mattress. The Munchies held her hands again as she lowered herself into a seated position. She leaned back into the mound of pillows they had prepared for her, blending right in as essentially a mound of pillows, herself. Some Munchies put their hands under the heels of her feet and gently raised them upward, supporting Olivia as other Munchies helped pull her into place at the center of her bed.

"Just get comfy, settle in! It's time for you to eat again!"

She moaned in comfort, happy to take the weight off, wiggling her toes excitedly. Her belly weighed heavily on her lap, spread wide across her flanks. A series of rolling hills of smooth, feminine flesh, Olivia explored her new blubbery body, like easing under the covers after a long day.

"We'll keep it coming for your stomach's sake, but for now just enjoy this cake!"

The Munchies cut a thick slice of the lowest tier of the red velvet cake and presented it to Olivia on a small plate without a fork. She pinched the slice between her fingers and brought the snow white and crimson red cake to her plump, puckered lips. She let out a slight whimper before taking the first bite. The fluffy, sweet, creaminess hugged her tongue and tickled her cheeks. She swallowed the first bite, allowing the mouth to share its pleasure with the belly.

"Mmm," she grunted, taking another bite. She shoved the rest between her cheeks shortly after and was reaching for the cake itself before they brought her another slice. Giggling Munchies rolled the cake stand closer, Olivia grabbing chunks out of the cake and shoving them into her fat face.

"Yay, Olivia! Eat it all! We know you can't resist the call!" The Munchies cheered her on.

With fearful eyes, she watched them while she ate. Another fart groaned out of Olivia, muffled beneath her mass.

"Eat it up, just have fun!" More Munchies poured into the bedroom, carrying pastries and doughnuts and cupcakes and muffins; puddings and custards and pies and ice cream. "And we'll try to keep you under a ton!"

Olivia's eyes went wide.