chapter 5 - fattened fate

A beam of morning sunlight rested on Mark’s face as his eyes wearily opened. Searching his surroundings, he found himself naked on the living room couch all by himself. Memories from the night before were still fresh on his mind as he recalled the wonderful experience he had with his newly fattened wife. Their sexual drought had finally come to an end with their sexual experience culminating with him climaxing into her unprotected womb. A shiver went through his body as the AC kicked in, suddenly making him very aware of the fact that his oversized wife was no longer with him. [Did she actually get up and go to class?] Just as he sat himself up, his morning alarm began to ring from the bedroom, prompting him to stand and get his day started. Yet when he walked into the kitchen, he came to a dead stop when he found his now 245 pound wife passed out next to the fridge, her rotund body surrounded by empty boxes and junk food wrappers she must have purchased while he was out.

“Oh my god babe… what happened!?” But his wife didn’t respond. Kneeling down next to her, he started to shake her body in order to wake her, but found himself becoming aroused as he shook her doughy body, watching her body fat jiggle almost seductively. When her eyes opened, she released a quaking belch as she licked the chocolate around her lips.

“Hey there sexy, come back for a second helping?”

While Mark was certainly annoyed, he couldn’t deny how hot she was in this moment, his erection on full display as he looked her fattening body up and down. “Chelsea you’ve been missing class all week, you need to get up and-“ His thoughts were cut off as his wife came to life, twisting her body on the ground as her chocolate-covered mouth lept forward, swallowing his erection whole as she knocked him to the ground. Before he was fully aware of what had happened, he was on his back and staring at the ceiling as his BBW wife sucked him off. After a minute of some of the best head he had ever received, Chelsea’s mouth released his shaft as she began crawling atop his body, stopping when her slit was positioned just above his erection. “Fuck class, honey” she said as she grabbed him and positioned his cock at her entrance. “The only thing I need is this wonderful dick and the miracle potion its going to shoot deep inside of me.”

As she lowered her body down, both Mark and Chelsea released powerful moans as her slick pussy enveloped the entirety of his shaft. Working her way up and down, Mark watched as her newly-formed paunch rippled and wobbled with each movement. Her enlarged breasts following suit as they came to rest on her growing belly. God he was turned on, yet as he she intensified her thrusting, something began to happen within as she tilted her head to the sky and began moaning even more loudly, her voice breaking up every other second as she released a series of loud belches. Her large belly began to surge forward with new fat as more and more of Marks body began to disappear under her new, sweaty adipose. Her breasts quickly doubled in size, becoming the size of watermelons as they lost the entirely of their shape, wobbling atop her growing gut. Her once tiny and nubile areola expanding rapidly, growing from two inches wide until they were each seven inches in diameter. Up above, her chubby face rounded out as her double chin transformed into a singular sack of fat while her cheeks became ponderous jowls, fusing together with the rest of her head until her face resembled that of a full moon. Down below, he placed his hands on her enlarged ass cheeks and felt as they rippled with fresh fat, growing an inch wider each time she came down atop him.

Mark could feel her body coming down with increasing force as she lost mobility. When her body began to settle down, she looked to have gained 50 pounds in a minute, placing her at nearly 300 pounds. For Mark, the sight was the hottest thing he had ever seen. Grabbing his wife’s shoulders, he pulled her in and shoved his tongue into her plump lips, releasing a guttural moan as his shaft coated her insides with his warm, sticky sauce. Chelsea felt the flood of warmth within her, triggering her own orgasm as she moaned and belched into Marks mouth while her body convulsed on top of his. After several minutes of coming down from their sexual bliss, Chelsea released a soft whimper as she rolled off his body, falling asleep on the floor next to him. As Mark stood up and looked down at this massive wife, he was both awestruck and horrified by what had just happened. [I need to get out of here and go to class, maybe that will clear my mind…]

Walking to his first morning class, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was going horribly wrong with his growing wife. [I knew she would gain weight, but she’s losing her mind. All she cares about is eating and sex. She was supposed to stay the same person, only fatter. But her mind seems to be slipping more and more each day.] As he walked through the hallway of the student center, he felt a pair of hands reach out from a passing doorway and grab him, pulling him into the small office space before the door closed behind him. Regaining his composure, he found himself staring at a 130-pound girl that looked oddly familiar, yet he couldn’t quite place who it was. “What the hell was that? Do I know you?” he said as he looked the girl up and down. Wearing a very preppy outfit, the well put together girl reminded him of his wife, or at least an old version of his wife. The memory of her slob-like behavior and fat-laden form served as hard evidence that Chelsea was no longer the same woman he had married. Yet as he stared at the girl in front of him, he still couldn’t place the familiarity.

“Mark it’s me, Tina. Look I have some pretty unsettling news, so I think it’s best you sit down for this.” As he settled into his office chair, he looked upon Tina’s thin form and marveled at her transformation. Not only was she skinny and athletic, she also looked more well-put together in general. Her acne had cleared up, her hair looked less greasy, and even her skin was beginning to show signs of a golden tan. [My god, if she looks like this, then Chelsea...]

“If you can’t already tell, something is wrong with the spell I cast. Along with losing my body fat, I’ve found my mind changing as well. I’ve gained additional cognitive function and I’ve found my personality is also changing to fit my new reality. So, wondering why this was all happening, I pulled up the incantation and read through the description once again and… I’m so sorry Mark… I had no idea…” Mark watched Tina as she began to tear up, staring down at her own lap.

“Tina, what the hell is happening to my wife?!”

Tina looked back into his eyes as she rubbed a hand across her face, cleaning a few trailing tears as she was overcome by guilt. “The spell isn’t actually called ‘Figure Exchange’ but rather… ‘Identity Exchange.’ While we have been exchanging body fat, we’ve also been trading some personality traits, though it appears that everything we’re exchanging is becoming amplified.”

Mark’s jaw was hanging open. “So, what you’re saying is…”

Tina looked him dead in the eyes as she revealed his wife’s fate. “She is becoming an exaggerated version of my old self, much like I am of her, only the spell seems to be ramping up even though I’m almost to her original weight. I’ve also become much more conscious of my body, how I treat it, how serious I take life… I’m afraid I’m taking these traits from Chelsea and leaving her with… well I’m sure you’ve seen it. I’ve become much more intelligent and less food/sex-driven. I fear that Chelsea may become a morbidly obese slob, who’s prime directive is to satiate her never-ending lust for food and sex. I’m so sorry Mark, but I have more bad news.”

Mark was in stunned silence as the words settled on his mind. “This explains everything. The increasing weight. The belching. The primal bouts of sexual lust… what other bad news could you possibly have?”

Tina squirmed in her seat for a moment, clearly uncomfortable. “Based on my interpretation of the spell… reality itself may begin to conform to our new bodies. Meaning if Chelsea becomes a big, fat, lazy slob… then the world will change to one where she had always been that way. I have no idea how or when this could happen, but we’re closing in on the tipping point. Chelsea must be 300-pounds by now, so we could begin to see changes at any moment.”

The moment struck Mark hard. “I… I need to get back to my wife.” Standing up and stumbling to the door, he turned back to Tina and felt a bolt of pain hit him as he realized just how much she reminded him of the old Chelsea. “Thank you for letting me know…” As he opened the door and left, Tina felt another surge of pleasure hit her as the final ounces of fat evaporated from her form, completing the fat transference.