Berry Brothel: Superbowl Party

Chapter 1: Opening Ceremonies

Berry Brothel: Superbowl Party

Bryonna could barely contain her excitement as her plane touched down in Las Vegas. She had won a free trip to the Berry Brothel, a legendary place in the online weight gain and inflation community. A place where you could live out your fantasy consequence free, for a steep price. So when the Brothel put out a contest on its website for their annual Superbowl party Bryonna had jumped at the chance. Bryonna was beautiful in all the normal ways, slim but curvy in all the right ways with long black hair that flowed down to her waist like a waterfall of night. But Bryonna had a secret fetish. She wanted to gain weight, not just a little weight but stuck in doorways breaking chairs. The amount of weight is hazardous to your health. Well she did when she was horny the rest of the time her pretty privilege was just too useful to give up. But during that special time of the month, like a werewolf in front of the moon she would grab every blanket and pillow she owned and pad herself up to immoblie sizes spending a day or so in her apartment doing nothing but eating and mastubating reveling in how big she was. Now she would get to experience that feeling for a full week!



The brothel’s contest had been simple a handful of affiliated brands had QR codes printing on them for the American Football Super Bowl if you scanned the right barcode with the Berry Brothel App open you had a chance to win Either a Silver or Golden Super Bowl Ticket silver got you free entrance to the party the two golden would make you the main event. Bryonna had found hers in her monthly issues of Dimensions Magazine. When the app showed the gold ticket she nearly screamed. The next few weeks couldn't go by fast enough.



At the gate a nondescript limo driver held up a sign with her name on it “Ticket please” he said as she approached. Pulling out her phone she showed him the ticket, her hand shaking with excitement. He led her to a stretch limo and opened the door inside a chesty blond lounged sipping on champagne.



As Bryonna entered she straightened up and stuck out her hand to shake “Hi, names Taylor. Yours? “

“Bryonna. Guess you're my competition for the evening. ”



“Compet-what? I thought this was a modeling thing. My boyfriend scanned a QR code on my phone and said I was chosen to be a booth-babe.”



“Then you must be in the wrong limo because I won a contest for a bigger prize at the Candy Casino” Bryonna resisted the urge to say Berry Brothel she didn't want to have to explain her fetish to someone who wasn't in the know.



“Or you are in the wrong limo. I showed my pass to the driver who brought me in.”



Before Bryonna could respond the limo pulled up to the back of a drab looking building. The driver got out and opened the door leading the two women through a maze of hallways to a dressing room. Inside a muscular man greeted them “Good evening ladies My name is Rick and you both are the lucky winners of the Berry Brothel Super Bowl Sweepstakes now the rules are simple the pair of you will be acting as cheerleaders for the teams every time your team score you will be given a weight gain beverage who ever is the biggest at the end of the game is the winner and will have free reign of the Candy Casino amenities for a week. The loser will get one night of fun with one of our staff as a consolation prize. We have outfits for the both of you. Oh and you will be participating in the Halftime show for the amusement of our guests. If you both sign these we can get started.” Both women were handed a clipboard with a legal waiver. Bryonna barely read hers as she signed it. Her eyes drifted all over Rick’s sculpted body. She hoped she would be able to have some fun with him when this was over. Taylor looked at it like it was written in chinese.”I didn't sign up for this! I don't want to get fat!"



Rick looked confused “I’m sorry Miss but that is the entire point of this establishment. If you don’t want that then why did you enter the contest?”



“I didn’t my boyfriend signed me up”



Rick’s face relaxed and checked her clipboard “Ah I see one of those. Welp I suggest that you have a long conversation with him after this is all over. It seems he had a secret or too he might have been keeping from you as for tonight, he signed the participation agreement for you and its legally binding so you will have to go through with it”



Bryonna put her hand on Taylor’s shoulder “Don’t worry, you will only gain weight for the night. in the morning you will be back to your normal self, who knows you might even find you enjoy it”

Taylor shook her off, “Ew gross, who would enjoy being fat?



Rick stepped into the discussion “Either way you have no choice to compete so if we can get on with it.” he pulled out a poker chip from the casino “Miss Bryonna would you like the logo or the dollar amount?”



“Logo” Bryonna said and Rick flipped the chip. It landed dollar amount up a big 50$ embossed on the peppermint swirl theme of the chip.



“Well Miss Taylor would you like the Red Team or the Green Team”



“My boyfriend is always going on about how good the green team is but I don’t want them to score a lot so I'll take the Red team”.



Rick handed Taylor a red bag and a green one to Bryonna "I'll leave you alone to get dressed we only have 15 minutes until the game starts, so please be quick there are also makeup pallets and face paint in you need” with that he walked out of the room .



Bryonna wasted no time stripping out of her clothes. The uniform was simple: a green pleated skirt and a white and green sleeveless top. The clothing was a bit oversized for Bryonna’s thin form but once it was on the outfit shrank to hug her body's curves looking over at Taylor.



Byronna watched her put on her outfit similar to hers but in red and the top had sleeves. Taylor modeled the outfit in the mirror admiring her trim form “Hey I just wanted to say I'm sorry you are in this mess your boyfriend seems like a bit of an asshole” Byronna said.

Taylor gave a weak smile “It hurts more that he never told me. That he tricked me”

Well try and have some fun tonight you and I are about to be the center of attention”

Rick knocked on the door “Alright ladies you ready? It's showtime!