chapter 3 - an addictive personality

Lena adjusted her glasses and stared at Jessica in shock. “I’m sorry… what did you just say?”

“Look, you sent me this game alright, just tell me the cheat code for infinite money! My holstaur won’t stop getting hungry and I need to feed her to keep my bonuses up.” Jessica had approached Lena and Kelly at the dining hall again, but instead of coming to make fun of them she’d come with a question. It was the day after Lena’s strange experience and apparently something even stranger had begun. She definitely didn’t send Jessica a copy of “Hungry Heroes!”, she didn’t even have one herself since the mod had deleted itself after closing. Even Jessica’s cronies looked a little confused.

“Let me, uh, just see your phone,” Lena said. She did a little behind the scenes hack for a ton of gold. “There’s no infinity money, but there’s a back door to get a whole bunch at once. That should be enough to keep your uh… your character fed.”

Jessica huffed in exasperation. “Thanks loser. Dunno why you made me ask twice for it.” With a show, she walked away from the table. Kelly raised an eyebrow.

“Did you get her hooked on Hero Heroes?” Kelly asked between fries.

Lena shook her head. “No way. I mean, I wear a lot of shirts from the game, so maybe she knew I’d be able to help, but I don’t even talk to her. Why would I try to get her in on the game?”

Kelly watched Jessica return to her own table with a plate of 3 burgers and fries. “Well, she was at least a little nicer to us today. I wonder why she kept calling it Hungry Heroes.”

Lena blushed. “Weird, right!” she chuckled unconvincingly.

~

Hungry Heroes! began to take over Jessica’s life. She was basically glued to her phone, always making sure to keep her favorite hero, Hess stuffed to the brim with food. That’s how she’d be able to get the most points. Jessica needed to get the most points; she needed to win. The first few days she had the game running in the background all the time, but only checked it once or twice an hour. By the end of the week though, she was sitting in the back of her classes, barely paying attention to her professors, only focusing on keeping Hess’ meters topped off. She stopped showing up to club meetings, stopped going out, and watched the screen meticulously every day.

Only one thing rivaled Jessica’s attention. While her addiction to the game grew, so did her appetite. Her trips to the dining hall grew more frequent, her plates grew larger, and soon the weight began to stick. Her shirts stretched to accommodate her growing body, her face filled out, and her arms thickened and wobbled with fat. By the end of her first week with the game, Jessica’s pants refused to button. She danced around the room trying to squeeze in, cursing the drier for shrinking them. It was clear to her sorority sisters though, the drier hadn’t shrunken anything; Jessica was just getting chubby, fast.

Finally, she looked down at her belly which refused to be kept sealed by her waistband and furrowed her brow. She poked the softening flesh around her midsection. “Am I getting fat?” she wondered. “I couldn’t be? How did I get this in just a week and a half?” Her thoughts were interrupted by a ding on her phone. “Oh shit, my hero!” Jessica dashed to her phone and checked on her chubby cow girl, making sure to feed her another treat. In the end, she decided to go out with a “pants unbuttoned look.”



Three weeks after starting her “Hungry Heroes!” run, Jessica was laying on the couch in the sorority house, munching away on a bag of chocolate peanuts. She wore a shirt that had become a crop top in the past few weeks and a new set of panties she’d had to buy to keep up with her rapidly expanding ass. Her tanned gut bulged upwards and her chubby fingers tapped away at her phone. She didn’t even notice her sorority sisters had entered until they began poking and tickling at her belly. She swatted them away to keep focused on her phone. “Stop that! You’re distracting me from Hungry Heroes!”

“Oh,” one of them cooed, “Is tubby trying to play her game?” The girl stuck her finger into Jessica’s navel and she yelped, dropping her phone. Jessica looked up and scowled.

 “Don’t call me that. I look great.” She batted away the girl’s hand.

Another girl laughed and pinched Jessica’s cheek. “Great? You look like you’ve put on 50 pounds in 3 weeks!”

“Shut up! I haven’t gained a pound,” she replied, grabbing another handful of chocolate peanuts.

“Maybe you wouldn’t have such a gut if you weren’t snacking all the time like that! Look, she can’t even stop herself now!” All the girls began to laugh as Jessica ate from the box of candy.

“S-stop it! They’re good!” she said, truly unable to stop from eating. “Leave me alone! You’re supposed to listen to me!”

One of the girls scooped Jessica’s belly up in her hands. “Why would we listen to you, fatty! Look at yourself, you cow! You’re getting fat, fat, fatter!”

“Please,” Jessica said, fat tears starting to roll down her chubby cheeks.

One of the girls ran her fingers through her hair and touched something growing from Jessica’s head. A pair of horns had sprouted there last week. The sister fondled them and giggled. She touched the long ears that Jessica had grown too. “She’s got horns and ears like a cow too! Look at that! I wonder if…” the girl ran her hand down Jessica’s back, tracing the rolls of fat. At the base of her spine, Jessica felt a tug as the girl pulled softly on her new tail. “A cow tail too!”


The girls came and touched her horns, tugged her tail, and squished her belly. The sensations were soft and exhilaration. She couldn’t stop herself from giving a moo in pleasure. When she did, the girls began to laugh even harder, and Jessica’s moos mixed with ecstasy and shame. “Cow girl, cow girl,” they taunted her. “Chubby holstaur can’t stop eating!” Jessica pushed herself off the couch with effort and ran out of the house, sweating and crying. Outside, she dried her tears and swallowed. Then, she ran her fingers into her panties and touched herself with pleasure until she came. The experience was unlike anything she’d felt before. She was awoken to her true self. Her sister were right, she was a holstaur now. And she wanted revenge.

Lena opened the pounding door and was taken aback to see Jessica. She hadn’t seen the sorority girl in a few weeks, and the potbellied cow girl that stood before her was not what she’d been expecting. Jessica pushed her way into the room and Kelly screamed. “Put some clothes on! Don’t come walking in here like that!”



 Jessica rolled her eyes. “Let me borrow some, I grew out of all of mine.”

“I’ll say. What happened to you?” Kelly asked.

“Your roommate and her stupid game! She made me fat!”

 Lena blinked. “You have horns.”

“Yeah? What about it?”

Lena blinked again.

Jessica groaned in frustration. “Look! I need you to help me, okay! I want you to get revenge on my sorority for me! They wouldn’t stop making fun of my.. well..” she hefted her belly and let it drop with a jiggle. “I want them to know what it feels like! Give them the game!”

“I… I don’t know if I can do that,” Lena stammered.



“You have too!” Jessica screamed. “I want you to make them play! I want them to eat and eat and grow and grow into little piggies and cows like me! I want them to know what its like! I want them to stop making fun of me!”

With the description of the whole sorority house fattening up like Jessica, Lena’s heart began to race. She drummed her fingers against her slender thighs and swallowed hard. “Okay… Okay, I’ll try alright.”

“Good. Now, here, I need some more gold for my game.”

After Jessica left, Lena stayed stuck with confusion and arousal. “She went from sorority queen to fat girl in just three weeks.” She finally said.

Kelly shrugged. “It happens.”

“She had horns?”

Kelly shrugged again. “It happens.”

Lena stared at her. “It happens?”

Kelly nodded and went back to her book.

Exasperated, Lena sat back down at her computer. Her terminal was open.

>Ready to begin?