A pig's tail

chapter 1

The setting sun illuminates the spring sky, sending rays of light through the canopy. I prowl gracefully amongst the sun dappled brush, following deer tracks with my short bow in hand and a knife on my hip. I've been following these tracks for several hours now and it doesn't seem like this animal has stopped to graze or anything this whole time. The tracks seem fresh so I'll find it eventually but this is strange. I climb a tree and continue through the woods, darting between branches without disturbing a single leaf.
My surroundings brighten and the trees start to thin out as I approach a clearing with a small cottage. I look down at the deer tracks to see that they veer away to the left as they enter the glade. Hmm... Should I prioritize food or shelter? It'll be dark soon, I wonder if it's been abandoned... Alright, I'll go look into it and if I can't stay there I'll keep up with these tracks a little while longer. Upon reaching the cottage I can see that it's not a normal cottage, at least there's an odd decoration style. The walls are white with colorful speckles and splashes here and there and the front door for lack of a better description looks like dense gingerbread. As I stand outside the door I can smell gingerbread cookies as if they had just been pulled from the oven. I knock on the door.
"Hello? Does anyone live here? I'm out hunting and I haven't had much luck today. Could I stay here for the night? I have a few pieces of gold I can spare... Hello?"
There aren't any lights on, I guess I'll just go inside. I slowly turn the doorknob which appears to be made out of the same strange substance as the walls. Light pours into the building as I quietly step inside, revealing even more strange décor all of it dessert themed: couches with gum drop cushions held up by chocolate covered pretzel stick legs, chairs made out of candy canes, rock candy windows that look like stained glass and so much more. I drape my coat over one of the four peppermint chairs and look around the cottage a bit. Overall the house has one bedroom upstairs, a den, a bathroom and a kitchen. Looks like I won't have to pick shelter over food after all, though I think I'll see what's in the pantry before I start eating the furniture.
I walk to the pantry in the kitchen and upon opening it I find various tools and house hold supplies, all made of different kinds of dessert. I shrug and grab a chocolate covered pretzel stick broom with cherry vine bristles before I sit down at the table to eat. I pull off a few cherry vines and shove them in my mouth. This is the best candy I've ever had! I really lucked out tonight! I break off a piece of the broom stick and chew it down vigorously. This is even better than the vines! So chocolaty with just a hint of salt and a delicate crunch. Naturally I ate them both at the same time next and the combination was amazing. After a couple of minutes the broom's gone. I contentedly pat my bloated belly and to my surprise it doesn't feel taught at all but soft and doughy, and I'm still just as hungry as I was before I ate it. This must be some sort of faery food I guess. I playfully poke my stuffed gut and remember how all the human girls in the village I grew up in would tease me for my slender, boyish frame that's due to my elven heritage. Even as an adult I don't have the fuller figure I've always wanted. I've tried to put on weight but that's nearly impossible seeing as my only way of providing for myself is hunting. But that changes tonight! I'm going to eat till I'm the fattest woman in this country! I grab one of the other peppermint chairs and continue my feasting. Oh! I'm so excited, no one's even going to recognize me when I get back!
I quicken my pace, finish the first chair and move on to the next one. The chairs taste fantastic, like mint of course but with a little cream. I don't intend on savoring them though; I have an entire house to eat. As I move on to the last chair I'm not sitting on, the swelling of my hips, belly and bum prove too much for my pants to contain and the button springs off, ricocheting into the table and onto the gingerbread floor. Mmm, I can't wait to just burst out of these clothes. My boots squeeze my growing calves tightly so I take them off as well as my belt. I rub my belly and look over at the kitchen sink, it has four different handles. "Zzzzreep" A seam splits at the side of my tunic as I get up and head to the sink. I turn the handle furthest to the right and a liquid that looks and smells like chocolate milk comes pouring out. I motion to place my head under the sink but as I grab the spout the nozzle at the tip disconnects and extends out with a hose. With the nozzle in my mouth, I sit on the floor and let the delicious, fattening fluid fill my body out. "Shhrrrekkkt" "Shriiiiipp" After several seconds my clothes are torn asunder by my bulging body, as it happens I can feel my small but growing belly flop lightly onto my thickening thighs. With both hands on my tummy I sit back and doze off with the hose still in my mouth.
"Cough" I wake up, spitting out chocolate milk, some of it went up my nose. I look at my body and it's grown considerably, I'm still just in the chubby range of fat though so I probably wasn't asleep for too long. Part of me really wants to get fatter before I get some rest but I'm tired so I figure the house will still be here tomorrow. I get up and walk through the kitchen into the den, to my right is a set of stairs leading to the bedroom and bathroom. I climb the stairs and head into the room. The bed has a marshmallow mattress as well as pillows and a cotton candy comforter. I jump into the bed, cover myself up and nibble on cotton candy till I fall asleep.