by mewmew666 » Mon Aug 06, 2018 1:41 am
Chapter 3
As the ladies stepped inside the factory, a huge wave of heat washed over all of them, causing many to begin fanning themselves.
"Now hats, coats, galoshes and what not all over here. But hurry please, we have so much time and so little to see. Wait a
minute! Strike that, reverse it. Thank you," said Wonka, pointing at some coat hooks on the wall.
"Like, wow Ms Wonka, it sure is toasty in here." said Ms Teevee, letting her coat slide off to reveal she was wearing a daisy duke shirt and matching shorts that left little to the imagination.
"Wha-? Oh yes! I have to keep it warm in here because my workers are used to an extremely hot climate. They just can’t stand the cold," said Wonka when she and some of the others had stopped staring at Ms Teevee's large and imposing rack. Once everyone was done hanging up their coats, they were all led by Ms Wonka down the hall until they reached a tiny door.
"An important room, this is. It is a chocolate factory, after all." explained Ms Wonka, a bit of mysticism in her eyes.
"Then why is the door so small?" asked Violet, crowded into the small space by her mother's boobs pressing into her back.
"To keep all the great big chocolatey flavor inside." replied Wonka.
"Yov're nien squeezing me through zat tiny door!" protested Mrs Gloop, hugging her sizable paunch of a belly.
"Um, maybe if you suck it in?" suggested Ms Teevee, clueless as usual. Charlotte doubted that even if August and her mother sucked in they'd fit though the door, but then she didn't think that any of them could fit though the door, fat or not.
"My dear friends, you are now about to enter the nerve center of the entire Wonka Factory. Almost everything you will see is eatible. Edible. I mean, you can eat almost everything. Even I'm edible, but that is called cannibalism my dear children, and is frowned upon in most places," explained Ms Wonka, fiddling with the door. August and her mother's eyes bulged with hunger, excitement and lust. Charlotte and her mother were a little ashamed to admit that their mouths were watering with hunger too.
"Let me in, I'm un starving!" exclaimed August.
"JA JA!" agreed her mother, who now looked like she was ready to force her way into room, tiny door or not.
"Now, don't get overexcited! Don't lose your head, August! We wouldn't want anyone to lose that! Yet..." said Ms wonka, putting a calming hand on August's chubby dimpled cheek.
"Now, for the combination. This is a musical lock," Wonka smiled, opening a small keyboard on the door and playing the opening to Mozart's "Marriage of Figaro".
"Rachmaninoff," thought Milly smugly.
"Ladies and girls . . The chocolate room." Ms Wonka presented, opening the door and suddenly they were through the door and into a candy Garden of Eden.
"It’s beautiful~" gasped Charlotte, her mother nodding in agreement.
"What? Ooh, yeah. It’s very beautiful. Every drop of the river is hot, melted chocolate ganache of the finest quality. The waterfall is most important. It churns the chocolate ganache, mixes it up and makes it pleasantly dense and creamy. By the way, no other factory in the world mixes its chocolate ganache by waterfall, my dear children. You can take that to the bank," explained Ms Wonka. Charlotte felt a little ashamed as her belly rumbled loudly and hungrily, but she wasn't alone her mother, August and Mrs Gloop's bellies were all rumbling too.
"Those pipes suck up the chocolate ganache, and carry it away, all over the factory. Thousands of gallons an hour," said Ms Wonka, pointing at two pipes with her cane. She then turned back to the group and saw that they were staring at the grass.
"Do you like my meadow? Please have a blade of grass, please do. It’s so delectable and so darn good looking," Ms Wonka suggested.
"You mean you can eat the grass?" asked Charlotte.
"Yeah enjoy!" Wonka nodded, gesturing to them.
"I don't know, I don't want to spoil my figure..." said Ms Teevee, putting a hand on her flat stomach.
"You can afford to treat yourself," Ms Wonka smiled, eyeing her guest's tight figure with a glea of desire. And with that, the group split up and out into the wild fields around them. Charlotte and her mother were a little ashamed of the fact that they had pigged out on the candy with Ms Wonka who joined in with them. But, at least they weren't making hogs of themselves like August and her mother who were stuffing themselves with everything in sight.
Charlotte and her mother felt like they'd been stuffed silly and unusually plump, their baggy clothes feeling even tighter than when August and her mother had give them all that chocolate. The mother and daughter both now had big food baby bellies as did Ms Wonka, which made it harder to breath until...
*Pop*
*Pop*
*Pop*
A button on the Bucket's blouses and Ms Wonka's waistcoat popped off. Charlotte and her mother flushed red with embarrassment.
"I think we might have overdone it a bit," Ms Bucket blushed harder, crimson tinging her cheeks.
"Nonsense! Here, some of this will do you good, you two look starved to death," said Ms Wonka, handing them some chocolate, and again the two were too polite to say no.
"Mummy, look over there! Over by the waterfall! It’s a little fat person," called Veruca, pointing to a small pot-bellied girl with green eyes and blonde hair and dressed in skin tight red latex suit that left little to the imagination. She was performing maintenance functions on the factory, but she wasn't alone, as there were more like just her. All of them: same height, same hair, same eyes, same outfits. And yet, they had all different shapes and hairstyles: some were pear shaped, some were apple shaped, some were bell shaped, some were hourglass shaped, some fat, some chubby, some plump, some obese, some had big bellies, some had big behinds, some had large hips and thighs, some big chests, but all the very same in concept.
"Who are they?" asked Charlotte.
"Are they real people? " asked Milly.
"Of course they’re real people, they’re Oompa Loompas!" said Ms Wonka.
"Oompa Loompas!?" said everyone with a healthy dose of skepticism.
"From Loompaland!" said Wonka.
"There’s no such place ," sneered Milly.
"Yes there is! The whole place is nothing but thick jungles infested with the most dangerous beasts in the entire world: Vermicious Knids and Snozzwangers, and those terribly horrific Whangdoodles. I went to Loompaland looking for exotic new flavors for candy. Instead, I found the Oompa Loompas. They lived in tree houses to escape from the fierce creatures who lived below. All they ever ate were mashed together remains fo insects and dreadfully bitter herbs. But the food they longed for the most was cocoa beans. An Oompa Loompa was lucky if they found three or four beans a year, but oh, how they craved them. All they’d ever think about was cocoa beans. Now, the cocoa bean happens to be the thing from which chocolate is made, so I told the chief, “Come live in my factory." explained Ms Wonka.
"Like Amazons, but smaller," said Milly .
"Correct!" said Wonka gleefully.
"What do you pay them with? Can't go around with free labor like that," asked Mrs Salt, having cocked an eyebrow.
"I pay their wages in cocoa beans, and I also use them as taste testers," explained Wonka.
"That must save you a lot of money," said Mrs Salt, somewhat impressed with the cost effective strategy. Meanwhile, Charlotte spotted August and her mother.
"Mother! Look at August and her mother!" shouted Charlotte.
"Mmmmm . . . zis iz wonderbar " August moaned.
"Nein~ It'z more un zhat I've never had something uon...fulfilling in mine mouth since your papa," groaned Mrs Gloop, her husband being a blonde haired, blue eyed butcher with body of an olympic bodybuilder who liked "big" blonde haired German girls like Mrs Gloop. Not wasting any time, they both plunged their faces into the gooey brown liquid, messily slurping up all that they could.
"Don't worry, they can't drink it all," said Ms Bucket.
" I bet those tubby hogs could, given their size," Violet teased.
"Hey look! I didn't think it was possible, but they're getting fatter!" proclaimed Milly. It was true, as August and her mother were getting heftier with each gulp. Their billowing bellies swelled out with several more gallons of liquid ganache, but their bellies weren't the only things growing, as it was going to their hips too. August and her mother's ample ass and chest were swelling out as well. It was becoming harder and harder for their skirts to cover their big butts and all over their dresses button and stitches burst and popped.
"They're blowing up!" gasped Ms Bucket.
"Like balloons," added Charlotte.
"Rather like a truffle of sorts, at least to some extent," said Ms Wonka. Then suddenly, they lost balance and their whole bodies slid down the slippery bank, ending in a soft sploosh as their huge forms took on the gloopy river's content.
"Somebody do something before they drown!" shouted Ms Teevee.
"Don't worry, fat floats," explained Ms Wonka calmly. as Both August and her mother came back up completely covered in a layer warm sticky sweet chocolate but instead of gasping for air they just kept gulping down more chocolate, they were both taking on gallons of chocolate ganache and swelling bigger and bigger they had swollen up so fat by now that they could hardly move enough to swim not that they were even worried about their current situation . Slowly, they were being sucked towards the two pipes from before, then finding themselves being swallowed up by said pipe. As such, this caused their now chocolate coated skirts to turn upwards, giving everyone an embarrassing eyeful of ganache-soaked German panties.
"There they go," said Violet as they all watched the mother and daughter rise up the pipes.
"It’s a wonder how those pipes are big enough," thought Mrs Beauregarde aloud, silently creaming herself at such a wonderfully lewd sight.
"It isn’t big enough, there slowing down," said Charlotte and was right, right as August and her mother were still growing, their belly, breasts and asscheeks were beginning to press like chocolate dough that was raising and still expanding against the tubes.
"they're gonna stick," said Milly matter-of-factually. Sure enough, they began to stop altogether, their forms, smushed firmly against the glass.
"I think they have," said Ms Teevee, clutching her daughter close.
"They've blocked the whole pipe!" exclaimed Ms Salt.
"But they'll bust the pipes or they'll burst themselves!" Veruca equally shouted.
"Call a plumber!" cried Ms Teevee.
"Oh, no need. The pressure will get them out. Terrific pressure is building up behind the blockages," explained Ms Wonka calmly.
"Will they get out mother?" asked Charlotte, eyes wide with a curious kind of fear.
"Yes, they will, Charlotte. just you watch. Remember when you once asked me how a bullet comes out of a gun?" said Ms Bucket.
"Exactly!" said Ms Wonka.
"Look, the Oompa Loompas," said Charlotte.
"What are they doing?" asked Veruca.
"Why, I believe they’re going to treat us to a little song! It is quite a special occasion, of course, as they haven’t had a fresh audience in many moons," said Wonka fondly.
Growing big and growing large
Mother and Daughter like a barge
August here a greedy hog
Her Mother like a hefty log
Each more eager to guzzle down sweets
Wolfing, gobbling, slamming down treats
But then they thought it neat
Filling with chocolate from head to seat
But silly them, ignoring rules
Sliding down, becoming fools
What now then do we do
With living ganache balloons?
Hear us out, we've got a plan
Boil them up and serve on flan!
Or better yet, here's a deal
Let's really make these hogs squeal!
Their greed was what led them here
Let's fill 'em up until they cheer
These bloated fatties, roll them home
Once we coat them in vanilla foam!
can we save them, we're unsure?
It's possible, if they survive the whirl
And wild machines of the Fudge room
let's pray they just don't go boom!
Meanwhile, August and her mother continued to grow and wiggle , the pipes groaning. Either the pipes or the women would burst but thankfully Ms Wonka's prediction came true and they were shot up like two very fat corks out of a bottle.
"Wow! That was great! You should enter them into a song and dance contest, it would be nice to see some people with some actual talent for a chance," gushed Ms Teevee.
"Yeah, they'd win first place for sure!" Scarlett agreed, the soft afterglow of her body exuding from her grin.
"Why thank you," Ms Wonka accepted their praise.
"I do say, that all seemed rather rehearsed..." commented Mrs Salt.
"Yeah, like they knew it was all gonna happen," replied Milly.
"Oh, they just made it up as they went along, you now, improv and whatnot. It's a handy parlor trick I've taught them over the years," said Wonka by way of explanation. Mrs Salt and Milly gave an "Ohhh" of understanding,though silently held ther skepticism. Ms Wonka then turned to a very chubby Oompa Loompa with her hair done up in german bun style. She looked like a mini version of August and her mother.
"Helga Take a long stick, and start poking around in the mixing barrel. ‘Kay? make sure they don't drink too much and explode," instructed Ms Wonka. The Oompa Loompa nodded and waddled off.
"Will August and her mother be alright?" Charlotte asked her mother.
"I'm sure they'll be fine dear," said Ms Bucket doubtfully. Just then, The Wonkatania appeared, an enormous boat made of candy and manned by a rowing crew of Oompa Loompas in il-fitting sailor suits.
"All aboard!" cried Wonka, swapping out her top hat for a captain's hat. Everyone climbed into the boat, rocking it a bit. Charlotte and her mother climbed aboard, causing more wild rocking and they were a little embarrassed by this, as they were a "bit" heavier then when they started the tour.
"Onward!" ordered Ms Wonka and the boat began to sail down the river.
"Hey Ms Wonka, how come those two got so fat from drinking from the river?" asked Milly.
"That's because it's more fattening as a liquid, allow me to demonstrate," said Ms Wonka as she spooned up some chocolate from the river with a ladle, and put it into three cups which she gave to two cups to Charlotte and her mother and kept the third. The mother and daughter drank deeply from the cup as did Wonka.
"It’s great" said Charlotte, licking her lips. Suddenly, she felt a warm tingling spread and expand through her body. She looked down to see her body was expanding and so was her mother and Ms Wonka's form just like August and her mother. Another button popped off their blouses, causing them to blush red again and another button popped off Wonka's waistcoat. Now, all three of them had muffin tops, their thighs and hips had filled out more and their faces and cheeks filled out as well. Charlotte and her mother tried to cover their muffin tops that were poking out with their blouses.
"Full speed ahead!" said Ms Wonka to the Oompa Loompas. As they ventured deeper into the tunnel, the lights went down into a low, violet-esque hue before plunging them along a wild and winding set of ganache rapids. As all tightly gripped onto the sides of the boat, lewd images flashed before them, strange and unruly to some, others finding themselves rather hot and bothered. With any luck, the light show soon ended with the boat settling into a lulled lagoon, allowing the passengers to step off at their destination.
"WOW! That was fun," said Ms Teevee.
"YEAH!" agreed Milly.
"It's one of my favorite ways of getting around too," Ms Wonka nodded, leading her tour into the depths of the next demise: the Inventing Room.