chapter 1

Michelle and Cori anxiously waited in line. They had decided to try and see the movie of year (or so it was being touted) on a whim and quickly realized getting tickets ahead of time might have been the smarter move. The petite pair slowly shuffled forward wondering if they would make it to the front only to be turned away from a sold out showing. One by one people ahead of them purchased their tickets and any other goodies they might want to enjoy while watching the movie.

Finally, Michelle and Cori reached the front of the line.

“Two for ‘Man-Spider: There’s No Place Like Home’ please?” Michelle said more as a question than a statement.

“Alright, and will that be all for you?” The man across the counter asked.

A wave of relief washed across their faces, they hadn’t wasted the last 20 minutes standing in line for nothing.

“Umm, actually yeah could you add a small cherry coke and a small popcorn please?” Michelle continued, now more relaxed.

“Make that two cherry cokes and add a sour patch kids.” Cori added to the order.

They collected their tickets and snacks and headed to the theater. With the tickets secured, their next hurdle would be finding a couple decent seats together. They entered the large screening room and combed over the rows of seats looking for a spot. It was pretty crowded, but there were a few open pockets here and there still. Cori spotted a group of three on the aisle about midway up. While it was off to the side a bit, it offered a good eye level view, much better than the open seats down in the front.

“There.” Cori pointed to the area as she spoke to her friend.

Michelle nodded in agreement and they quickly walked up the stairs to grab the seats before someone else swooped in. They took off their jackets and decided to place them in the middle seat to give themselves some extra room. While the theater was pretty full, there were still plenty of random seats available. As long as it didn’t sell out completely they’d be fine to use the extra seat as a coat and snack holder.

The girls chatted about various things and munched on their respective snacks as they waited for the show to start. Michelle plucked out individual pieces of popcorn and set them on her tongue as she told Cori about an extremely aggravating patient she had at work. The 5’6” blond had been in the nursing profession for a good 8 years now and knew how to handle the difficult ones, but it still made for a frustrating day. Her cute looks and charm usually could help wrangle them into doing what she needed of them, but there were always outliers.

Cori countered with her own story of a difficult client she’d had the previous week. The 5’4” (also) blond had built up her client base over the years and had a successful hair salon, but she still dealt with walk-ins and other difficult people who insisted on her services. She was good at her job, easy to talk to, and they paid so it was just part of the gig.

Being on their feet all day and sometimes having to deal with difficult people was something they shared. The active nature of their jobs had helped keep them both very slim as they approached their 30s at around 115 pounds each, give or take. This combined with meeting each other at the gym or yoga every week made sure they kept somewhat physically fit.

Eventually the lights dimmed and the trailers began to play, their attention shifting to the screen as it came to life. They didn’t notice the hulking shadowy figure slowly ascending the stairs, one last straggler trying to find a seat for the show. Labored breaths could be heard, growing louder as he took the steps one at a time. Some sitting along the aisle recoiled from the figure, as he seemed to take up the entire width of the stairway. The methodical thud of each foot made its way to the middle of the rows where it finally ceased.

“….Excuse…me.” The individual whispered loudly to Cori as he attempted to catch his breath.

Cori practically jumped out of her skin, startled by large figure she had not realized was looming next to her. Michelle looked over with concern at her friend’s sudden frightful jump.

“Is…is this seat taken?” The husky voice asked of the seat filled with coats between the two petite girls.

Cori took in the mammoth man. He was the biggest man she’d ever seen up close. Easily four hundred pounds (maybe five), an extra large popcorn in the crook of his arm and what appeared to be a similarly sized tub of soda in the other hand, he filled her view completely. His chubby cheeks sat on jowls and were flushed with his exertion from moving his massive body around. His stomach jutted out towards her and hung off his waist, the t-shirt he wore doing a poor job of covering its full extent. His wide lower half was encased in a pair of grey sweatpants and she unconsciously started doing the math of the seats vs the limits of his hips.

“Oh uh, technically no.” Cori whispered as she came back to focus, slightly annoyed they might no longer have the space they thought they would.

She’d hoped that she’d given a hint that might send him to continue on with his search, but he did not budge.

“Oh, great. I appreciate it.” He huffed as he waited for her to accommodate him.

Annoyed, Cori gathered up the coats into her arms. She was about to shift over next to Michelle when the large man cut her off. He shuffled his massive body in front on her, his huge belly squishing her down into her seat as it enveloped her and silenced her calls of protest as he squeezed past. He did a 180 degree turn, which caused Michelle to be greeted with a face full of his huge butt that shelved out behind him. Before she could get out a word, the man sunk his fleshy body down into the seat causing the metal structure to groan in response. It was a tight fit and his flabby sides cascaded over the armrests and into Cori and Michelle on either side. They both were puzzled by how he’d managed to fit at all, however poorly that fit was. He let out a long satisfied breath as he finally ceased shifting and jiggling in the seat.

“Appreciate it.” He said with a smile on his dimpled cheeks looking to Cori and then to Michelle before turning his attention to the screen.

Michelle looked across the vast expanse of paunch to Cori.

“What the fuck?” She mouthed to her friend from the man’s periphery.

Cori just rolled her eyes in response. The movie was about to start and lord knows he wasn’t about to move now that he had finished arduously depositing his bulk between them.

Cori shifted the coats behind her and tried to ignore the warm flab that was infiltrating her space on the left side. The man’s thick belly rolls spilled out from the bottom of his shirt as they filled his lap. His flabby skin was warm, probably from all the excursion of his movements. It lapped onto her arm even as she tried to keep to the open aisle side.

Michelle had it worse. The seat on her other side was also taken and she couldn’t just shimmy into the stranger beside her to escape the man’s over flowing rolls. She huffed, a little obnoxiously, as she settled into her cramped seat, hoping to distract herself as the open credits began to roll.

The movie began to play and luckily it was quite engaging right off the bat. The two girls soon forgot their discomfort as they fell into the narrative playing out on screen.

James shifted in his seat a little. His ass was absolutely crammed between the armrests of he tiny movie theater seat. Every little shift caused a chain reaction of jiggles cascade though his bulbous body and he tried to limit his movements, however uncomfortable he might be. The less attention he drew the better.

The movie played on and the two friends, linked by the huge man between them, got lost in the plot and spectacle. They got so lost that they failed to recognize the bloating sensations that were taking hold of their middles.

It was slow and subtle and the effect fell on each girl in its own way. At first it was just the appearance of a large meal, some puffiness related to too much salt intake, but as it continued Michelle’s lower half inched out on the seat cushion beneath her, her jeans growing tight as they filled out with extra padding. A small roll formed above the waist as well and love handles came to form at her sides. The effect continued as she took not single pieces of popcorn, but handfuls now.

Cori on the opposite side was going through a similar transition. Her belly was slowly filling her lap as it pooched out above her leggings. The baggy sweater she wore was growing tighter as her chest inflated too. Her breasts filled the empty space of her top, pulling it taught. She had finished her sour patch kids rather quickly and was slightly annoyed when she came up empty handed, but she stuffed the bag in the cup holder and took a long pull from her soft drink instead.

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It was about midway through the movie and if it hadn’t been so dim in the theater the patrons may have noticed three similarly fat “friends” sitting in a row off to the side. Where James had once dominated the space, now each of them took up a similar amount as the girls began to eclipse their unwelcome guest in size. Michelle’s ass had filled the seat entirely. It bulged under the armrests to meet James’ chubby hip. Her thighs had slowly come together forming a tight crease of denim where she used to have room to spread her legs. The jeans she wore looked painted on as they continued to expand with her to impossible new dimensions.

Cori’s cheeks had filled out and she now sported a slight double chin that looked cute when framed with her short hair. Her breasts had distorted her sweater’s neckline into something that showed an oddly large amount of cleavage. She had to have gone up 3 cup sizes by this point, her chest overflowing her bra that begrudgingly lagged behind her expansion. If she could have looked past the valley of cleavage in front her (which she could not) she would’ve have seen the two thick tires of flesh her stomach had folded into as if filled her lap. It warmed the tops of her thighs as it reached out for her knees. Her and James’ side rolls competed for space, but one was clearly winning the battle as the other retreated in defeat.

So enthralled with the movie, the two girls were none the wiser to their transformations. Michelle hadn’t even realized her small popcorn had been replaced with an extra large tub that she continued to pull handfuls from. Cori sucked down the vat of cherry coke that was now in her cup holder. James just took in the movie, giddy with the success of the process so far.

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The movie finally came to its climactic ending, the huge set piece battle having finished with the hero coming out on top. The audience clapped and cheered as the lights came back up and people began to gather their belongings and make for the exits.

“Excuse me miss.” Said the boyishly handsome man sitting next to Cori as he attempted to squeeze by the bulk of her belly. It spilled out into his thin legs as he shuffled passed.

“Belly?” Cori thought as she looked from the lean man down to her colossal chest that was threatening to crowd her view as it sat above her massive stomach. The huge orbs pulled the sweater tight across her and lifted the bottom hem so that her large lower belly was uncovered. It filled her lap completely and oozed over the sides of the chair, it was a wonder she had even managed to get into the chair in the first place.

She looked over to her friend, who was also inspecting her body curiously. If it was a wonder Cori had managed to fit into her seat, then Michelle must’ve bent the law of physics. The bottom heavy girl was positively trapped between the armrests of the small theater chair. Her butt and hips overflowed the constraints above and below, swallowing them whole. Her jeans appeared painted onto her form as they stretched to encompass her huge lower half. She had filled out all over, but her butt seemed to have stolen the show. Her upper half only appeared chubby by comparison.

They locked eyes in shock before looking back over towards the exit. A somewhat athletic looking man with shaggy brown hair stood there and smiled looking back at them. With a wave he ducked out the door. The two girls looked back to one another at a loss for what to do. The crowd had thinned by this point and the ushers were beginning to go through the rows of chairs to collect any trash left behind.

“Um, excuse me ladies.” A voice suddenly interrupted their confusion. “There’s no post credits scene for this one, the movie is over and we need to get things cleaned up for the next showing.” He continued as he eyed the massive empty vessels of popcorn and soda each still had at their sides.

“Oh um, okay, sorry.” Michelle spoke as she attempted to get up and out of the man’s way.

Cori understood as well and did the same, but the girls were both met with sudden resistance. Cori’s huge gut pooled in front of her and restricted her movements as she leaned forward, while Michelle pressed down on the empty seats besides her attempting to free herself from the armrests. The usher looked on with slight amusement as the girls struggled to get up from their seats. Groans and moans escaped their mouths as they fought against their additional mass. Cori finally managed to grasp the seat back in front of her and pull herself to standing, but Michelle was not having any luck.

“Umm, do you need help there ma’am?” The usher asked apprehensively as he looked over Cori’s padded shoulder to Michelle’s continued efforts.

“Umm…maybe?” The flushed faced Michelle responded, as she grew tired from straining against the counterweight of her ass.

The usher rolled his eyes wondering how someone so fat had managed to squeeze themselves into the seat in the first place, but offered a hand. Cori shuffled to Michelle’s side and took the other and they pulled together, slowly unwedging the girl from her seated prison.

A sudden pop sounded and she was loose, careening into the seat in front of her. She clumsily regained her balance, not used to her new center of gravity. The pop had been the related to the loss of the button on her jeans, but she paid no mind to it and took her jacket to cover the damage. Extremely embarrassed and utterly exhausted the fattened pair waddled out of the ushers way and down the stairs. They had to go one at a time as Michelle’s huge ass filled the walkway and Cori’s belly left only slight breathing room. They made their way out of the theater and paused on the sidewalk still grappling with the changes that had occurred. Each stood there impossibly bloated with hundreds of extra pounds that had not been there before the start of the movie.

Michelle’s nose caught the vaguely fried scent of food from a nearby restaurant. She looked over the plaza to see a Golden Coral sign lit up in the fading sunlight.

“You want to make this dinner AND a movie?” She asked Cori as she looked to the restaurant with what could only be described as lust.

Cori’s huge hanging gut grumbled in response for her and she nodded curtly as they began to waddle towards the entrance.