chapter 2 - part 2

Another snap of his fingers and just out of reach pops into existence is a giant 15-foot tall and 10-foot wide open vat filled with the sweetest vanilla milkshake. Like before, there’s not hose or anything to serve it to the 5 ton blob, but instead a stream of the fattening treat snakes its way over to Naven’s mouth straight down his throat. Eyes popping wide, he finds himself forced to gulp down the shake, only to roll his eyes and relax.

Honestly, he knows better than to expect anything different at this point.

Fatter and fatter he swells, raising him up higher and higher as his ass cheeks and legs plump up further and further. Wider than a bus, taller than can easily be described, and absolutely heavy enough to start crushing trees as his back and sides flow into them then over them. The sound of so much wood cracking is barely muffled against his mass, echoing through the grove and back into the city nearby. Loud enough, too, to draw people to wander to their windows and onto their balconies.

However, all they can find is the tanned skin of Naven’s massive gut, swelling and bulging rounder now out of his fat, as the milkshake continues to pump itself down his throat. Much to his surprise, and arousal, Naven watches intently as his belly rises above the tree line as it meets the other side the clearing. As it pushes and knocks those trees now, it continues to pump bigger and rounder, rising higher and more massive than anything the onlookers have ever seen. Soon, the now 20-ton blob of dragon himself finally is raised up enough to see over the treeline as well, just as the stream finally ends and the vat sits empty.

Naturally, having been moved by the genie as he watched his vict-- his master grow.

The realization of just how fat and full he is combined with so much of his fat continuing to stroke and rub his erection is just enough to finally push him over the edge. With subtle waves, increasing as they reverberate out from the minuscule movement he’s even capable of, soon his entire body is shaking and quaking. Naven moans, though slightly muffled by his giant cheeks, as the biggest orgasm of his life rocks his titanic body, and all of its rolls.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuck meeeeeeeeeeee!” he manages to holler out, the shakes and quakes from his body causing the trees to shake and the nearby buildings of the city, a mere half mile away, to shutter just enough for their residents to feel it. The orgasm is so intense, that he moans out as it runs its course for over a minute before it’s over. His fat shaking and jiggling, continuing to stroke him, even as he begins to become flaccid, and shaking the area around him for another couple minutes before it too calms down.

“My oh my,” the handsome genie floats into Naven’s view, his mouth curved into a warm if devious smile. He is clearly enjoying himself, Naven silently notes. “Look how you’ve grown! A man after my own heart, what a glutton. And what a climax!”

Looking over to his 4-story tall ball of a stuffed fat gut, shakes his head as tsks.

“Tsk tsk tsk, look at you, you must be stuffed!” I’m not, Naven thinks to himself, strangely excited by the idea. “But, I have faith in you, short one.”

“W-what do you mean?” Naven asks, surprised to hear that. He thought it was over! But… he IS still hungry. The genie smiles, his eyes showing a wildness to them for the first time.

“Why, this was just the appetizer, of course! The main course is yet to come.”