Martha's magic

chapter 2

Martha’s hand shook as she tipped the last ingredient to the cauldron. She wasn’t sure if this was a good idea. Her desires overcame her doubts. She took a sip of the warm mix. Her eyelids drooped and her legs felt as if she’d just hiked a mountain. So drowsy, she stumbled into her bedroom and collapsed onto her bed.

She woke up with a start, sticky with sweat. Moonlight slipped through the curtains. If I’ve done my ratios right, it should be about 2 am, she thought.

‘Coo coo, what time are you?’, she called out.

‘The time is 02:02, I tell you’, replied the moon.

‘Oh good’, she sighed.

She gingerly ran her hand over her chin. It was perhaps a little softer, she could still feel her jawbone though. Her sent her hand to her breasts...a little bit... maybe. She reached her tummy. Now, she could feel a change. Plush fat covered where her abs would normally be. Her hips didn’t protrude as far.

She shuffled to sit up against the headboard. She had to catch her breath. A true change must have happened. Her excitement bubbled up. She tunic’s sleeves were tight around her upper arms. It had worked! She lifted the fabric to see her belly. About an inch bulged over the waistband. She riggled out of her clothes, panting. Her thighs had no gap between them. She jiggled her tummy with glee.

Getting up, she pranced around the room, enjoying feeling every bit of extra heaviness wobble. Coming to the mirror, she flicked on the light next to it to get a proper look at her reflection. Yes, it was real. She was about 30lbs larger. This was unexplored territory for Martha. She’d never gained before. She turned from side to side to see how it suited her and it did suit her. Her bottom was wider and cushioned into a pert shape. She grabbed at it, giggling. Her joy peaked at realising that, when she looked side-on, her tummy stuck out enough to stop her from seeing one of the books on the bookcase in the reflection.

The rest of the night was spent enjoying her body, masturbating herself to sleep with the thrill of that she could do this and it would all be gone in the morning.