Chapter 1 - Capture and Swap

Theo pov


The spell was powerful, no question. But this particular spell could only last so long, as the hundreds of pounds of fat around my middle couldnt simply disappear from the universe. It had to return. But for a little while, we could coax the fat and mass to leave before it piled back.

I ran my hand along my stomach and chest, feeling the sculpted skin and muscles. I hadnt seen my body like this very often for years and had forgotten what it was like to see my feet and the tops of my thighs.

I ran my hands along my thighs. The fabric of the trousers was already a little snug. A loose shirt and lace up vest zig zagged along my chest. I grinned, imagining the way the strings and buttons holding it together would moan, stretch and eventually snap as my massive belly grew back. But for now, it fit perfectly.

Although the King, wizard and I had done this spell before, simply to watch me grow back to my fully fattened state a couple times, this particular spell could only last a couple of hours at most and could be undone quickly with a potion or a few words from the wizard. Today, it would be a surprise for a thief and the start of a new journey of fattening for me.

I settled into my chair at the side of the king. The arms stretched out far to the side, the base heavily reinforced to hold my true bulk. I wiggled in the lined velvet, stretching out my legs and faced my king. Normally my bulk filled the chair, and the arms had begun to squeeze the edges of my belly. For the moment, there was nothing but room.

“Am I really this fat normally?” I laughed and grabbed a fistful of nuts from a dish at my side.

My king and lover, a tall blonde man rippling with muscle smiled back at me as he entered the throne room. His long beard brushed his chest. I melted under his gaze as he dripped a pointed gaze down at my tight stomach. He leaned down, giving my stomach a light pat and planted a kiss on my forehead.

“You really are. You’ve grown beautifully love,” he said. “And now we get to start over and fatten you up all over again.”

I squirmed from the tightness in my trousers. The king settled into his throne, resting his face on his ringed hand.

“You’ll still love me after we do this, right?” I asked. “You wont not recognize me?”

My king turned toward me and grabbed my hand.

“I’d recognize you across lifetimes,” he said. “This is just going to move us closer to your goal, give us time for us to make you a blimp, and teach a thief a lesson at the same time.” I smiled easing into my seat.

“You wont be moving much after we swap you two back,” the wizard said. She stepped forward from behind me, squeezing my shoulder. Her ringed hand rubbed against the bones of my shoulders — what a strange feeling.

“I wasnt moving much before. It was exhausting,” I laughed. “And I’ll make sure he wont be moving much if at all, either.”

The king patted my hand and laughed. “I am lucky to love such a pig as you,” he said. then turned to the guards.

“Bring him in then,” he said.

—-

Jack POV

I didnt need it. I never really needed any of the things I stole. Our kingdom gave all its residents a liveable stipened of food and money, and we paid taxes in return. People from across the world envied our wealth and way of life.

So why did I do it?

I thought about that as I was lead through the stone hallways of the castle. Guards flanked me on either side, swords at the ready.

There was money in it for sure. This wasnt the first time I had stolen from the king, and as long as I bided my time right, it wouldnt be my last.

There was something more — the thrill of the chase. The possibility of being caught. The unpredictability of it all.

Of course; the problem with risking being caught on a regular basis is sooner or later, you’ll get caught.

The guards pushed open the doors of the throne room.

A man, the King, sat in his wooden throne. The back of it soared ornately into the air and halfway up the vaulted wall. Natural light from stained glass windows fluttered into the space.

I glared at the king. He had rested his head on his ringed hand, the slightest smirk on his bearded face.

“So this is the notorious thief” he said. The guards pulled me up short. I jutted my chin out and raised an eyebrow, not replying.

The king laughed at my defiance waving his hand and standing up. His eyes were not focused on my face, but rather fluttering over my body. It almost looked as though he were measuring and calculating something about my physique. I shifted on my feet.

I was used to being stared at and admired. I knew the king took many lovers, though one had the honor of being his spouse and main fling. Where was he?

I looked around the room, only finding a slim man with dark hair. The man’s eyes glittered. He gave a small nod as he reclined in the seat. His hand dipped into a bowl of nuts. His eyes too seemed to be devouring my form.

That couldnt be his primary partner. I had heard rumors of his primary partner being quite heavy. Some said that the man had a belly that hung down to his knees and had grown that fat over his time with the king. This man couldnt be him, the concubine didnt fill even a fraction of the seat.

I smiled. So this was my out. Both of these men were interested in my body. I could work with that.

“Why steal from me?” The king asked. The question bounced my eyes to meet his. I shrugged.

“The thrill,” I answered. “You dont have to make stealing from you to be so dynamic you know.”

The king grunted and nodded.

“You enjoy a good challenge then?” He offered.

“I do.”

“You couldve been a good soldier,” the king said.

“I dont like taking orders.”

“That’s teachable,” the king retorted. The concubine in the side chair stifled a laugh. The king surpressed a smile and held out his hand, signaling the other to quiet down.

“I have a challenge for you then. A challenge for a thief who evaded me for five heists.”

I cocked an eyebrow. My fingers twitched.

“My price is high” I said.

“You owe me your life and your hands, boy,” the king said. “I hold the cards here.”

I chewed on my lip and nodded. “Alright, what is it then?”

The king smiled. “My lover has not been able to walk among the people for some time,” he started. “He would like the ability to slip among the commoners without being recognized. I propose you swap bodies with him for a time, take care of him, help him finish a couple of simple goals, then swap back. You’ll be kept in the castle of course, well fed and cared for during your incarceration”

I scoffed. Something that simple? I eyed the concubine on the side of the throne. He was handsome enough. His body looked lithe. I could escape in a body like that, leaving him stuck in mine. I had enough enemies on the street that he surely wouldnt get too far…

“Body swap? How’s that possible?” I asked. The king nodded off to the side.

A woman with long dark hair stepped from the shadows. Her eyes glowed violet. She waved a dangerous hand, drawing forth a vial.

“This is my wizard, the king said. “She’s prepared a potion. It must be taken willingly.”

I eyed the potion. It couldnt be that easy. There had to be a catch. And yet, the temptation to take the potion and learn the catch later was overwhelming.

I nodded my consent. “Alright, you’re on,” I said. “Just dont go to the Harringbone Inn” I jibed at the concubine. “I’ve got a very hefty open tab.”

The concubine laughed. “Fine then,” he replied.

The wizard poured the contents of the vial into two cups, giving us each one. My cup was held by a guard who brought it to my lips. I closed my eyes and drank.

—
Theo POV

Jack was lithe and hungry. That was the first thing I’d noticed about our thief’s body. I felt the tightness of the cuffs around my wrists fall away as the spell completed.

Opening my eyes, I saw the thief in my place being restrained by several guards.

Seeing how I once was was jarring to say the least. I had only the slightest curve of chub around my waist. It was hardly visible at all under my shirt that I wore. The vest with its many buttons and straps was lose around my— well now his— torso.

He strained against the guards. I smirked. I was never that strong.

The king came to my side, placing a giant hand on my shoulder.

“Howre you feeling?” He asked.

“Light. Hungry,” I responded. The king smiled and watched his men struggle before nodding to the wizard. She returned the nod before waving her hand in a complex pattern and mumbling a chant.

We held our breath. This would be the first time I got to bear witness to the fat returning to my body from the outside. I knew how it felt, but never got to see the rising belly, the spreading of oceans of fat across my hips, the thickening thighs rising like jiggling bread dough, reopening the tears of stretchmarks that riddled my body.

The thief had not yet noticed. At this point, the guards held him down, one on each arm and leg to the seat. His little belly began to rise.

It started small. Almost like a little bloat. A glowing magic surrounded it, lighting up his plump middle. It jiggled under his shirt as it arrived and rose from his torso.

Still the theif did not notice the trousers tighten around the thighs even more than they were before. The button at the top began to moan and protest.

At last the series of strings and buttons that held the vest closed pulled taunt.

He must have gained at least thirty pounds at this point. I stiffened in pleasure, knowing he had several hundred more to gain.

The first button strained as his shirt rode up the crest of belly. Fabric tightened. Fat grew and quivered. A sliver of exposed fattened skin poked from under the cotton shirt, plump and gasping for air.

The thief hadnt yet noticed, perhaps save the difficulty at his legs moving in his trousers. He was yelling something about our big mistake and making us pay.

The king grinned and sauntered over, leaning over the thief.

“Is that so, little piggy?” The king asked. He stretched his ringed fingers to the dome of the theif’s jiggling pot belly and squeezed.

“Because it looks to me like you’ve let yourself go. If you keep fattening up like this, it might be hard for you to waddle to your revenge.”

I ran up behind the king. I couldnt contain myself watching the growing belly ooze like dough from under the shirt. As the king withdrew his hand, I gave the plump thief’s belly a slap. My fingers sank into his softened flesh as it rippled. His entire belly bounced on the impact, jiggling with what must have been an excess of fifty pounds or more.

The thief looked down and noticed his fattening form for the first time. His eyes flashed in calculation and in horror. At this point, even his face was beginning to fill with chub. He had rapidly crossed the territory between a little thick into properly fat.

The king laughed. At this point, his shirt had ridden up over the dome of his belly, higher and higher and the vest dug deep into his fat. The buttons strained. He must have gained eighty pounds at this point.

The king reached to his side, freeing a dagger from his belt and ran the edge down the front of the thief’s form.

“This looks small on you,” he said, wedging the blade under one button. “It’d be a shame if you outgrew it.”

He cut the one button away. It sailed through the air as the thief’s belly rushed to the space of air.

Set off in a cascade, the other buttons ripped from the vest and down onto his rapidly fattening thighs crashed the jiggling plump middle. Already the shirt underneath had ridden up over his belly button, just barely, exposing the vulnerable and rapidly fattening cavern.

“You cant do this! You tricked me!” The thief screamed, setting his double chin wobbling.

My eyes grew round as I noticed the soft plump mounds of his chest swelling with each pound. I reached for one, squeezing it. Moobs were adorable when they first started to grow. I grinned as a squeezed, the fat oozing between my fingers causing the thief’s breath to hitch. I reached down to his now exposed love handles and squeezed.

Red stripes ripped his skin, appearing more rapidly now as the fattening process hurried. Each time we did the spell, new stretch marks would rip the skin, burning in bright red for months afterwards, a permanent reminder of indulgence. I breathed as I reached out to his under belly, feeling his stomach fill my palm as the softened middle drooped and begin to sag.

I bounced the thief’s belly in my hand as tens of pounds poured with each bounce. The man had so far fattened from a lithe 150 pounds to around 270.

Sliding my finger into the thief’s belly button and grasping my fingers around his quivering underbelly, I walked him backwards. The thief looked up at me -- how strange it was to gaze my own fattening face! I had never noticed my cheeks rose even around my eyes — and sputtered.

“Have a seat big boy,” I said. “Your knees are gonna start hurting if you don’t.”

The thief drew back his lips in a snarl. I could tell the man was going to try to lunge. Out of the corner of my eyes I looked at our wizard. She nodded, snapping her fingers. In a sudden lurch, the thief’s midsection leapt forward, sending ripples through his skin. His moobs nearly leapt off his chest, bigger than many women’s. I heard a ripping of seams as my old trousers were shredded by now massive thighs.

I pressed deep into his navel. Between the sudden weight and the motion, the thief crashed into my usual spot near the throne.

The king laughed and wrapped his hand around my newly thinned waist.

“You see? He’s still a hundred and fifty shy of where you are and he fills up that seat. No wonder you were getting squeezed,” the king laughed. And it was true. The thief was next to naked now, the undershirt he was wearing settled tightly around his moobs like a bra, crowning a truly monstrous belly that spilled out and kept spilling.

The king walked up to the thief and slid his hand into the thief’s belly button. I grinned as I realized that it slowly lost its shape from a circle to more of a slit. He slid his fingers in and out as he jiggled the rolls on rolls.

The thief’s legs at this point had lost their shape as he crossed over 450 pounds. His feet swelled up as did the flab around his knees. He wiggled his legs and writhed in the seat. At this point, the weight of his belly was starting to keep him pinned in place.

“How fat are you?” He screamed. Our wizard walked forward and laughed. She indicated for the King and I to step back.

“May I?” She asked the king. He nodded.

She ran a hand across his sagging belly. As she did so, it lurched forward, filling the entire space of the chair. It covered his knees and forced his legs apart, diving for the floor. His moobs sagged forward. His arms could no longer settle neatly on his sides. His breathing became deep and labored. His face looked out buried under hundreds of pounds of fat.

Finally his fattened form stopped expanding. The man tried to stand up, but found his ponderous belly keeping him back. He heaved under the weight of his flab.

“I’m about five hundred and fifty pounds,” I answered. “Well, now you are.” I reached forward and gave the belly a pat, marveling at how my hand sunk into the soft flesh. I couldn’t resist it — I gave it a good shake which sent a tremor across all the fat in his body. “And you’re gonna plump me up until I can’t walk, so maybe another hundred? Two hundred pounds? And then some more just for good measure…”

“Fuck you,” the thief growled. “I’m going to hurt you when we switch back.”

I smirked.

“If you can waddle over to me, you can try,” I said. Jack looked back at me with big eyes. I grinned and gave him a wink, running my hands across his tightened abs. “I never much liked abs… and I’ve always had an appetite.”

“Take him away,” the King nodded to the guards.

Jack’s belly quivered as he was hauled to his feet. It reached his knees. He wouldn’t be running away any time soon. I leaned against the King and pressed myself against his body and pulled him into a kiss. I reached for his hand, guiding it to the ripple of abs beneath my shirt.

“I’m gonna get so fat for you,” I whispered. “I want you to grow me all fat all over again.”

“Anything you want,” the King said. His palm spread across my stomach. “Let’s fatten you up.”

[This is the first chapter! We'll be swapping POVs between Jack and Theo as we go along. I'll update chapters as I get a chance]