Chapter 1

Augustus’s memory was hazy. He remembered drinking the chocolate straight out of the river, calling to anyone within earshot that he needed a bucket to drink this stuff properly. As he knelt down by the chocolate riverbank, his belly touching the edible grass beneath him, he had lost his balance. Augustus felt very woozy as he remembered, the next thing he knew he was stuck in the pipe. Yes, some contraption that sucked up the chocolate into a vessel before transporting it to another part of Wonka’s factory. Briefly underwater, or under chocolate, he was sucked up the pipe. But halfway through he slowed down and gradually came to a halt. Augustus remembered now how his flabby physique had briefly saved him. His wide hips and bulging belly caused him to become uncomfortably stuck. It was the way his belly, always a prominent feature for as long as he could remember, pressed firmly against the pipe. His love handles, equally defiant, had never been forced like this and were trying to push out as much as possible.

Augustus didn’t remember what happened after the enormous pressure building beneath him sent him shooting up the pipe. All he knew know was that he had been saved by the oompa loompa’s who came to fetch him from what was now an empty chocolate container at the top of the moving pipe. He felt incredibly tired. He thought he briefly saw a Viking longship made of pink hard candy at one point but was convinced it was part of a dream. He’d been dreaming of drinking enormous quantities of Wonka’s chocolate. But a richer variety, one with heavy cream possibly instead of milk that gave it an indulgent and decadent flavour. It was like nothing he had ever tasted before. But as the oompa Loompas were trying to clean the chocolate off him, something didn’t feel right. His clothes felt odd. He still felt tired and thought after his ordeal this was all perfectly natural to feel unusual after what was completely unexpected.

The oompa Loompa in front of him started to gesture him to a door. Another one, to whom English clearly wasn’t a first language, told him in a roundabout way that they had fetched some new clothes for him as they couldn’t get the chocolate stains out of his current ones; no matter how hard they had scrubbed at it. Augustus lumbered towards the door and opened it. Seeing his reflection in large mirror, he did a double take. He was almost double his size. And then he realised that it hadn’t been a dream. He had drunk all the chocolate that came up the pipe with him and clearly Wonka’s new formula wasn’t accustomed to Augustus’s metabolism. His mother had bought his clothes new for the factory visit and so were a perfect fit, then. Now his striped t shirt rode up several inches as his belly surged forward claiming all the space it could. It was almost twice its original size and extended in all possible directions. His underbelly had never been that big at all but now his chubby hands got lost underneath the enormous bulges of flab that his belly had become. It sat proudly in the middle of his frame proclaiming his gluttony for all the world to see. Only now it was hanging down. It felt like it was pulling him down as realised it went down his thighs. He looked in awe at his reflection. His love handles, which had tried to save him in the pipe, now would have done him proud. They pooled at his hips into great big flabby handfuls that oozed between his chubby fingers. Augustus realised that he could no longer put his arms at his side as his love handles firmly pushed them away. He turned slightly looking in the mirror to notice the biggest change, after his belly. His ass cheeks were positively bursting. Like two globes, proud and round, they jutted outwards so much his whole shape was spherical. His elasticated trousers, once a good fit, were now so tight they clung to every bulge and with every step threatened to rip.
Augustus walked closer to the mirror in the room. He felt his whole body swaying. Belly, hips, ass they all jiggled as he walked. he was surprised that his thighs no longer rubbed together. Only to realise that his thunder thighs had practically ballooned and they were so big no matter how big a step he took, they barely moved apart from one another. He realised looking at his reflection that his face had got even chubbier. A firm double chin hung from his face obscuring his short neck entirely. His cheeks, always chubby, were almost bulbous now. Still smeared with chocolate, his face resembled that of a cherub that had converted to gluttony.

It was at this moment that Charlie came through the door.

“Augustus are you al-“he stopped. His jaw dropped. He remembered Augustus was fat but not this fat surely?

“Im fine,” said Augustus. “Just a little tired after all, you know.” he realised that as he spoke his cheeks were wobbling slightly as he did.

The two boys hadn’t spoken much. And Augustus being taken from the tour so early meant that they didn’t get much time to chat. But Augustus had heard from some of the oompa Loompas that were practicing their English that Charlie had been made Wonka’s heir. He was to inherit the factory. That was the grand prize that had been shrouded in mystery.

“Just as long as you’re alright,” said Charlie. His kind temperament always shone through. “we were all worried about you.” This wasn’t entirely true. Only Charlie really was concerned. The others had shrugged it off and Willy Wonka had carried on with the tour as if nothing had happened.

“So I hear the factory’s yours now,” said Augustus, looking directly at Charlie. “All this chocolate at your disposal.”

“yeah well,” said Charlie. “It’s a lot to consider.”

“Perhaps you could keep me in mind for job here in the future. Im very knowledgeable when it comes to chocolate, especially wonkas.”

Charlie laughed half-heartedly. He wasn’t sure if Augustus was making a joke, or even aware of the changes that had happened to him.

“Right, yeah” said Charlie. “Mr Wonka’s very strict over who he hires, it could be a while before he hires anyone from the outside world again. ”
Augustus suddenly had an incredible thought. Charlie was quite close to him, and next to Charlie was a wall. Augustus sucked in his stomach as hard as he could, stepped towards Charlie and let it out. His belly surged forward pushing Charlie into the wall. Augustus took another step forward. His obese frame pressing Charlie against the wall.

“Trust me I know my stuff,” chuckled Augustus, taking a step back now. “You tell mr wonka im more than experienced when it comes to tasting chocolate.” And with that he gave his belly a proud smack. It wobbled tremendously. Augustus felt the ripples spreading across his whole body now.

Charlie laughed nervously before excusing himself. He said Mr Wonka was waiting for him in the great glass elevator and he just wanted to check Augustus was ok.

After he left augustus looked at his reflection in the mirror. Life he thought, would never be sweeter than this.