chapter 3 - beyond judgement

Mia shuttered as she felt the spirit's warm hands grasp her bony shoulder blades.

“Mia, you still have so much to be thankful for. Beauty… intelligence… wealth. So few in life are gifted with even one of these qualities, but you selfishly cling to all three.”

The spirit ran a chubby hand through Mia’s silky black hair, pondering her next move.

“You might be a book worm, but it looks like you’re far from a nerd,” the spirit said as she glanced towards Mia’s closet. “You’re remain too conceited my little Mia. Always worried about keeping up appearances, you even hide your intelligence from your friends, don’t you?”

Mia’s face grew red as new memories surfaced. Without sports, she never made friends outside of her rich prep school. Her mom’s influence on her life was far more profound, leading to a newfound obsession with the latest fashions. Her friends were all wealthy but total airheads, and she had always hidden her brainy side out of fear of not fitting in.

“Mmmm well this won’t do. You’re a nerd at heart, but you’re far too concerned with what others might think. With a slight touch, I will free you from this burden..."

The spirit's hands massaged Mia’s scalp as she felt her brain buzz within her skull, her mind tingling as an invisible forced sifted through her consciousness.

“Ohhhh goddd,” Mia moaned at the unexpected pleasure in the back of her mind. “What are you doing now?”

More changes began to sweep through Mia’s room as realty shifted once again. Her large walk-in closet, always filled to the brim with expensive clothing, began to change as fancy dresses were replaced with plain t-shirts. Her beloved collection of leather shoes vanished into thin air, replaced by a modest selection of flats, sneakers, and sandals. Designer jeans were replaced with an assortment of plain-colored shorts and sweatpants as Mia felt her taste in clothing changing in her mind.

Around her room, fancy paintings and decorations vanished, swapped out with posters of her favorite rock bands and video games. In the corner of her room, her pristine minimalist desk morphed into a bulky workstation as her 13” MacBook Pro transformed into a custom-built gaming PC.

“Oh wow, is that thing actually mine?”

A cool breeze blew through the room, swirling around Mia as her designer sleeping gown disappeared, leaving her with only a white t-shirt and underwear. Up above, her thin glasses grew bulkier, transforming into a thick pair of spectacles.

The spirit chuckled, her belly brushing into Mia’s backside. “Ahh now this is better. Without your anxiety for what others might think, you were free to pursue whatever made you happy. It looks like you’ve picked up a number of more fitting hobbies.”

Mia looked around as more changes swept through her dorm room. A large wide-screen TV mounted itself on the wall across from her bed while the entire room began to feel more cluttered as various action figures and electronics littered her room. Pictures of her on the beach with friends altered, now depicting the new Mia at various video game conventions with her online buddies.

Enthralled by the changes happening to her room, Mia was oblivious of the pressure growing in her gut, until…

“BRRRUURRP!”

The short girl’s eyes widened at the sudden and unbecoming outburst, hunching over and wrapping her hands around her midsection as the discomfort swelled within.

“Oh gosh, I don’t feel so goo-UUUUURRRRP!”

Candy wrappers and soda cans now littered her gaming desk and the clothes within her closet grew in size as the pace of changes accelerated.

“It looks like we’re finally getting to the good stuff,” the spirit said with anticipation. “As it turns out Mia, there were some very impactful side effects to giving you a more carefree attitude.”

Mia groaned as the pressure in her belly exploded, her belly surging forward with adipose as fresh fat began pouring into the short girl’s core. Increasingly pale flesh spilled out from underneath Mia’s t-shirt, pushing up her top as her slim tummy ballooned into a soft potbelly.

Thick love handles blossomed forth at her sides, the fabric of her underwear now digging into her soft flanks. Fat was now flowing rapidly into every corner of Mia’s frame as visions of a new life filled her mind.

She had never been popular at her fancy prep schools, often turning to the internet and online video games to make friends. Nights once spent at sleepovers were instead spent in front of her computer. Evenings at bars and restaurants were replaced with intense gaming sessions. Memories of trips to Cancun were erased and exchanged with new memories at comic con.

“Oh god, why is this happening to me?!” Mia screamed as her weight quickly swelled past 160 pounds.

The spirit rubbed Mia’s softening arm almost lovingly, as if she were trying to comfort the frightened girl.

“My little Mia, the new you has no need for diets and exercise. You do whatever brings you joy, and that is a beautiful thing.”

Mia looked back into the mirror and watched in horror as her face swelled with fat. Tears streaked down the young girl’s cheeks as her once angelic jawline rounded out, and early signs of a double chin began to form underneath. Her entire face had begun to take on a more spherical look as her thin cheeks swelled, puffing up until she could hardly recognize the person staring back at her.

“Mmmm now THIS is more like it. My little Mia is starting to look like quite the plumper!”

Mia's t-shirt had begun to look more like a bra as her surging belly pushed it further upward, the fabric now digging into her chubby torso as fresh back fat crept under her skin. In front, Mia’s breasts expanded with new tissue, losing their youthful perkiness as they morphed into a set of drooping E cups. The sleeves of her shirt had begun to squeeze her now beefy arms, and her dainty hands quickly swelled, her thin fingers developing into chubby digits.

Down below, Mia could feel her pussy grow juicy and plump as her new bubble butt strained the limits of her underwear. Her legs, once lean and muscular, were being drowned in a sea of fat as her thighs thickened, pushing together for the first time in her life as her beloved thigh gap disappeared. Looking down, her belly now partly obscured her vision, it’s doughy mass extending slightly beyond the strained fabric of her panties.

“How could this have happened?” She sadly asked herself.

Searching her mind for answers, it didn’t take long to realize exactly what had brought her to this point. The new Mia had learned long ago not to worry about the judgement of others. She had focused on her studies like a good daughter should, but she never concerned herself with what “the cool kids” had to think. Disregarding external pressures like fashion or dieting, Mia always opted for comfortable clothes and never worried about her looks. Her online friends certainly didn’t care about her weight, so what was the big deal anyway?

Spending so much time in front of her computer, habitual snacking became ingrained in her mind. Her more sedentary lifestyle, combined with late nights of hardcore gaming, had lead to a much less health-conscious lifestyle. With a small frame and little desire to exercise, Mia had never been skinny, but she had really begun to pack on the pounds after going away for college.

Holding her new belly in her hands, one final memory flashed across Mia’s mind. The 5’0” girl had hopped on the scale just yesterday, her transformed body clocking in at 186 pounds, but the new Mia didn’t even blink an eye.

“My poor body,” the girl whimpered pathetically as she pressed her bloated fingers into her soft flesh.

The spirit chuckled once again. “Ahh at long last, the beautiful Mia is no more. Not to worry little one, once your old memories fade away, you will not be chained down by what once was, and you will find a new happiness in whatever fate awaits.”

The crying girl moved her hands across her body, feeling the soft abundance of flesh as it yielded to her touch. Before her changes, Mia had never considered herself even slightly chubby, but there was no denying the image that stood in front of her. She had swelled well past chubby and straight to categorically overweight. The once thin and delicate Mia was now officially a fat girl.

“My body is disgusting and my life as I knew it is ruined. Certainly this is enough? Please, leave me and never return,” Mia said weakly as she rubbed away some of her tears.

But the overweight spirit did not budge. With her eyes closed, the spirit looked to be in deep thought, as if she were searching through reality and time itself. When the woman finally opened her eyes, she looked down upon her fattened victim, and a sinister grin grew across her face once again.

“It appears that the imbalance was far worse than I had originally estimated. The universe is pleased with these first steps, but it demands so much more to be done. I’m afraid that the time for half measures is over Mia.”