by audipwr87 » Tue Jan 21, 2020 4:01 pm
<-----------------------------------CHAPTER 10----------------------------------->
"Please Mr. Kringle. You don't have to do this..."
He shook his head from side to side. "Oh but I do young man... You need to be taught a lesson."
A few stray tears traveled down his robust cheeks as he turned away from Kringle and approached his girlfriend.
He was terrified of what was going to become of Roxanne.
Her yogurt was the first to vanish as it was likewise being replaced by a rather large ice cream sundae with all the extra trimmings. Two spoons dipped into the rich, sweet, creamy concoction. A side of pulled pork and poutine fries complimented the sundae and a large root beer float with a couple scoops of ice cream and two large red plastic straws appeared as a sidekick.
Charlie studied her looking for any changes but nothing had occurred yet.
Time was still crawling at an unbearably slow pace. Roxanne appeared to be frozen, almost like being encased in carbonite like Han Solo had been. She was currently smiling, her beautiful eyes looking up at him.
"Here... I want you to experience this this first hand...literally." Kringle chuckled as he snapped his fingers.
Almost as if Charlie himself were hypnotized, he slowly ran his hands over her delicate features as if trying to remember them as they were now.
Her smooth skin, her soft kissable lips, her slightly rounded cheeks... her plush but rather shapeless derriere, her somewhat soft but still relatively thin body...
As his hands ran over every surface of her body, what was left in their wake was something very different... something much softer... exceptionally altered.
As his hands traveled over her still slim cheeks, they swelled up underneath his palms and rounded out just a touch. His hands cupped her gently rounded chin and it began to round out and sprout the beginnings of another as they passed over it's surface. His hands were moving as if he was forming a piece of delicate pottery.
She was still undoubtably beautiful, but in a more ordinary, well fed fashion.
Kringle grinned. "So what do you think so far?"
Charlie hung his head low as his hands continued to move uninterrupted. "I think you're a fucking monster... that's what I think."
"Oh now now... no need to be rude Charlie. Besides, we're not even close to being done yet."
His hands slid down her delicate neck as it thickened a bit under his touch, strangely no longer seeming as cute and dainty as it once was.
He noticed with a bit of distaste that her upper arms were fleshing out and stretching the fabric of her sleeves as if greedily looking for more space. The openings slid up towards her armpits and strongly bit into her undefined biceps causing a small roll of fat to pucker out underneath them. Light stretch lines began zig zagging across the undersides of each arm indicating to a bit of a sudden gain.
His hands began massaging her own, feeling each digit swell under his touch.
His hands released hers and went straight to her small B cup breasts that were encased in the already tight Batman tee. They sprang forth and downwards underneath his damp clammy hands, stretching the shirt and distorting the Batman logo a touch. The bra underneath changed from a black laced bra to something a bit more practical with wider bands and more underwire for added support. Her breasts were indeed larger. Maybe by a cup or two, but rested lower once again.
"No need to thank me... I know you are a fan of large breasts and I know her little B cups weren't enough for you."
"But... at the cost of her becoming fatter??"
"Stop being so judgemental boy. She finds you attractive doesn't she?"
He wanted to stop. He desperately tried to keep his hands from moving further, but it was as if they had a mind of their own.
His hands traveled further south down to her soft but still mostly flat midsection. As they circled and massaged her tummy it gurgled and began expanding outwards pushing his hands out with it's growth. Light pink discrepancies stretched across the expanse of her stomach as it grew. The bottom of her now self proclaimed belly was left exposed beneath the hem of her stretched out shirt, proudly sitting atop her thighs.
It looked eerily familiar to what it had looked like before her crash diet. Almost as if it had been resurrected from a somewhat foggy past when he had only caught a glimpse of it a time or two. He remembered looking away in distaste back then. Something struck him. It looked different than he remembered it. Softer... more pliable... hung lower... Larger...
That word hit him like a ton of bricks. "Larger"... She was going to be larger than she had ever been before in her life... Well... in her original reality... The possible repercussions from an extreme change like this sent cold spike after cold spike down his neck, piercing his own spongy stomach making him feel queasy.
His hands weren't satisfied yet. His body moved without his consent. He got down onto his knees to get a better view of her lower half. They caressed the underside of her belly and moved down towards her already considerably wide hips.
His hands rested on each side, coaxing them to grow. Her hips responded almost immediately, blossoming into ultra wide child bearing hips. Small dream like pops could be heard as her hips widened and her jeans struggled to contain her. She became ridiculously pear shaped. Her hips were now wide enough that they easily dwarfed the once spacious vinyl wrapped round seat and hid it completely from view. Tears began forming at the seams of her jeans, turning to holes letting soft pale flesh pour out.
Just as soon as he thought her jeans could take no more, they seemed to grow right before his very eyes but remained exceptionally tight showing obvious signs of strain.
His hands seemed pleased with their magical handiwork and had moved towards her already fleshy thighs. Roxanne instinctively spread her thighs apart as if understanding what was about to happen. The red glittery vinyl between her legs reflected the light. He started on the outside, rubbing and grabbing, kneading the extra flesh creating more, working his way in feeling a great penetrating heat. His hands found less and less room as he moved inwards, even though her thighs didn't shift or move in any way. A building pressure enguled his hands as they made it to her inner thighs and moved towards her slit. A sensuous heat seemed to be emitting from her nether regions.
As his fingers began grazing her labia, it plumped up against his fingertips, the heat only seemed to build and he wasn't sure, but it felt as if the very crotch of her jeans was damp. Whether it was sweat or secretions, he couldn't tell.
"I know that you hate what I'm doing to her, so as a consolation, I gave her an increased libido. You can thank me later..."
"Fuck you..." was all he could groan out as his hands continued moving.
His hands had finished having fun between her legs and had slid back out from between her meaty thighs. He was currently kneeling in between her thighs and his arms began moving on their own again. They slowly worked their way to her once proud derriere. It was almost as if he was giving her lower half a hug. In order to reach the already wide expanse that was her ass, he had to wriggle in between her plumped up thighs. His sternum almost rested up against her crotch which if he was being completely honest, he didn't truly mind it, possibly even became a bit turned on by it. Even though the situation was sick and twisted.
His fingers slithered in between her heavy jean clad cheeks and the cheap vinyl surface of the chair. As his fingers moved he could feel extra fat pooling against them, between them, multiplying every second. He could feel it spreading out against the seat more and more, he could feel more weight resting on his forearms.
Once his work had been finished on her backside, he struggled to pull his arms out, tugging at his arms til he met less and less resistance and escaped the grasp of his girlfriend's ass.
He was now in the home stretch. All that was left was her calves, ankles and feet.
His hands traveled down feeling her lower legs flare out and soften at the heels of his grasp all the while her leg muscles were dwindling considerably. They were left nearly double their original size. Her ankles which were once cute and dainty became swollen and aggressively pressed against the openings of her jeans. Last but not least was her feet. It was hard to tell since her feet were encased in her old converse shoes, but he could imagine that they had plumped up as well. The fabric of her shoes seemed to fill out a bit while the laces loosed up just a bit.
Charlie instinctively rose back up to his feet and took a step back taking in his girlfriend's changes.
"So... what do you think?"
"What do I think? You made her into a complete fatass!"
"Well... I wouldn't call her that... She's just a little more "filled out" now is all..."
Mr. Kringle wasn't completely wrong in his description of the poor girl. Sure she was clearly in the overweight category now but still only in the low 200's. Maybe 230 pounds or so.
Kringle paused for a moment. "And I'm not quite done..."
Charlie had regained his movements and took the liberty to hang his head and cry. "Just get it over with you sadistic bastard..." He said holding her hand in his feeling her plumpened fingers in his palm.
"Okay... I'll make this quick."
He snapped his fingers and her skin had gained a bit of a oily sheen to it followed by a few stray blackheads and pimples. The lights from the arcade machines reflected just a bit off of her forehead and rounded cheeks.
He snapped his fingers again and Charlie noticed that her once thin eyebrows were becoming thicker. A few stray light hairs dotted the surface above the bridge of her nose. He could also see that her arm hair had darkened just a bit and dare he say it, increased in volume.
Charlie felt a light scratching sensation in his hand. He looked down and gasped. Her cuticles dried out and her nails shortened to just above her fingertips becoming slightly jagged due to a new chewing habit.
"And just one last change oughta do it for today... I call this the Lola Bunny look. Some people actually like it." Charlie studied Roxanne's more rounded face closely noticing that her upper lip was quivering just a touch above her already open mouth. Something behind it seemed to be shifting. Her two front upper teeth enlarged giving her a small hint of the bunny toothed look.
A look had appeared on Kringle's face. One that Charlie hadn't seen before. A look of pity maybe. "Look... I know I may be being a bit harsh on you but I'm just trying to teach you something. I know what's running through your head. Correction, both of your heads..."
Charlie knew exactly what he was talking about but he decided to play stupid. "What are you talking about?"
He shook his head. "You were never attracted to her before she lost the weight. Even now, you're not nearly as attracted to her as you were when she was popular. And let me tell you something that maybe you didn't already know, she was disgusted by you as well..."
A look of hurt was heaped upon Charlie's face as the realization hit him. The old Roxy WAS disgusted by him... But not Roxanne in her current state.
"See... you need to realize that love is based on more than just looks. That beauty fades over time. People grow old, get fat, men lose their hair, women get hair where they don't want it... The list goes on..."
Charlie sighed. He knew Kringle was right. "That's a valid point..."
Mr. Kringle smiled. "If you can prove to me that you'll love her nomatter her size or anything else maybe I will help you out"
Charlie sniffled and nodded slowly. "Yeah... I guess you're right..."
Kringle sighed deeply. "Okay... until next time Charlie."
Charlie stood there directly in front of his girlfriend as time sped back up.
"W-well hey there Charlie... why don't you come sit down next to me..." Roxanne said patting the seat next to herself.
"Umm... okay..."
He sat down next to her and instantly rested his hand in hers. She smiled a bit and let her hand rest in his. The rough edges of her nails becoming all the more apparent as she played with his hand.
Charlie couldn't help but space out for a moment. The flashing lights of the place seemed to draw him in. It was the only thing that was keeping him from going completely insane.
"Earth to Charlie, earth to Charlie. Is there any intelligent life up there?" Roxanne nervously smiled at him.
Charlie cleared his throat. "Oh umm... sorry... thought I saw a new game over there. So... what is the topic of discussion today?"
Roxanne looked at him intently with her still brilliant blue eyes studying him closely like she would a science project. She knew something was off but she couldn't quite figure it out.
Lindsey spoke up first. "Well we were arguing about which Joker is best. Heath Ledger, Jack Nicholson or Joaquin Phoenix."
Lindsey sounded a bit more bubbly and upbeat than what Charlie was used to. But he chose not to dwell on it.
Charlie shook the dust from his mind and decided to air his opinion. "Personally... I'm a fan of Heath Ledger myself."
Roxanne seemed to relax a bit and smiled. "I couldn't agree more! I knew there was a reason you liked me." She blushed.
Lindsey scoffed. "Yeah... he is incredible. There's no doubt about that. But what about Joaquin Phoenix's Joker? He went really dark with it."
Roxanne giggled with a capitalizing snort. "That may be true, but my rule of thumb is which Joker would be the most terrifying to be stuck in a room with? I'd choose Heath Ledger every time."
Lindsey shook her head. "Okay, well... what do you think Mark??? Kaley??"
Mark shrugged. "Well... I'm sorry Lindsey, but I gotta agree with Roxanne and Charlie on this one."
Kaley snickered. "Well you can't forget Jared Leto's performance."
Everybody at the table busted out in laughter at the joke. Everybody but Charlie. His mind couldn't help but wander as the conversation progressed.
He was curious as to what else had changed...
As the rest of the table continued talking about numerous super heroes and villains, Roxanne slid the ice cream sundae his way and motioned to the poutine fries as well. "Aren't you going to help me eat some of this hun? I didn't buy all of this food just for myself Y'know?"
Her rounded face blushed as she looked at him. Charlie smiled as he turned to look at her. Her blue eyes sparkled wildly and her plump lips were pursed into a cute but unsure smile. She was still beautiful, there was no doubt in his mind and now that he focused on her body, he realized that maybe he could grow to love her more enhanced form.
He decided there wasn't much point in stressing over everything. It didn't do anyone any good, especially himself. He was just going to enjoy his time with her. Maybe Kringle was right... Maybe he could love her for who she was on the inside.
He grabbed a spoon and dug in. "Oh yeah of course!" The velvety smooth flavor hit his tastebuds. "Mmm I always forget how delicious their ice cream is."
He wasn't lying. They really did have some of the best ice cream around.
Roxanne had a mouth packed full of calorie laden ice cream yet she still managed to talk through it. "Mmm yeah it is pretty good isn't it!! I just adore this place!" Her last sentence was capitalized with a small dribble of melted ice cream escaping from one corner of her mouth, running down her chin and dripping onto the chest region of her batman tee.
Charlie didn't notice Lindsey stealing a glance at what was unfolding.
"Ummm you got a little bit of ice cream on your shirt baby." Charlie motioned to her.
Roxanne dropped the spoon into the ice cream dish and looked down at her shirt. A quarter sized drop rested and rested her pudgy hands over her eyes. "Ugh... I'm such a slob sometimes... I don't even know why you'd go out with someone like me..."
"Oh stop being so hard on yourself! I honestly can't believe I'm going out with someone as beautiful as you!" Charlie stuck out his pinky finger and dabbed the excess off of her face and stuck it in his own mouth smiling.
Her cheeks flushed with embarassment.
Charlie took a dallop of ice cream himself and "accidentally" let it tumble and splat onto his Yoshi t-shirt.
"Damnit!... ugh I'm going to have go wash this off." He sighed.
Roxanne smiled. "Okay hun. I'll be here when you get back."
Charlie chuckled. "No... I think you should come with me so we can clean your shirt too."
Roxanne shrugged and looked down at the ice cream. "Oh...Okay. We'll be right back you guys."
The two of them got up from their seats and made their way to the unisex restroom.
Charlie looked over as he girlfriend slowly rose up from her seat noticing that her jeans had seemingly slid down a bit, showing an inch of her black boyshorts and asscrack.
Charlie decided to follow just slightly behind her. Before she began her trip back to the restroom she took a moment to hike her jeans up tugging at the belt loops feeling a few stitches popping from the extra force. They slid up an inch or two before bunching up against her love handles and larger belly. She finished with pulling her shirt down over her expansive stomach which did little to disguise it. The shirt rode back up as she started walking.
"Ugh I don't know why I let Lindsey talk me into wearing something so tight and revealing... Sure... wear this outfit, Charlie will love it... Ugh but it's just so damn uncomfortable!!"
Charlie noted with some dissatisfaction that it could be classified more as a waddle now than an honest to god walk.
Lindsey's hazelnut colored eyes focused on the couple's soft hands clasped together with a scorching jealousy... She began griping to herself. "Damnit... I didn't know Charlie would actually be okay with her outfit." She ogled the way her friend was basically poured into the outfit. "I guess he's okay with larger women. Good thing I am too, I'll put his attraction of her to the test..."
Once they were inside the restroom with the door shut and locked, they both approached the sink. Charlie pulled some paper towels from the dispenser located on the wall next to them and ran it under the faucet. He quickly set about wiping the melted ice cream off of her shirt. The ice cream had just so happened to land on her right breast and melted, causing a small stream to run down across her areola to her belly. As his hand wiped up the mess, his hand grazed her already excited nipple. She bit her lip and rubbed her thighs together showing obvious signs of arousal. She couldn't explain it, she was just incredibly hot and bothered. Before she knew it, her most basic instincts seemed to kick in and Roxanne immediately kissed Charlie slowly at first which he happily and eagerly responded to by pulling in towards her and unleashing his tongue on her. She awkwardly ran her tongue from the point of his chin up to the tip of his nose.
It took him out of his reverie for a moment. She seemed much less educated in the ways of kissing. Her movements were more mechanical and forced.
But Charlie ignored it and continued on.
His hands quickly moved to her jean's button and zipper. As he went to undo it, she put her hands up to stop him. He could tell it was a struggle for her to stop. She was laboriously breathing and sweating a bit even from the short amount of foreplay they had done.
"I'm sorry Charlie... I don't know if I'm ready for that just yet. Especially in a public restroom... We've only been going out for a couple weeks and I want my first time to be with someone special. Someone I know will be around for a long time to come. I hope you understand. I've had guys try to use me before..."
Charlie nodded and smiled. "Okay hun I do understand and it's okay. We can wait."
"Okay... Well we should probably get back out there. Our friends will be waiting for us." She pecked him on the cheek and made her way to the door.
Charlie walked out behind Roxanne and watched her sit down to the left of Lindsey.
If one were to look at her from behind in this state, they'd notice that while Lindsey was noticably heavier than her friend, it was true that Roxanne's hips were still wider than that of her friends.
Mark, Kaley and Lindsey had been going on and on about how the book for "Ready Player One" was sooo much better than the movie. Roxanne took little time in agreeing with their assessment.
While they were busily chatting about it, Charlie decided to check in on his girlfriend's facebook.
The most recent photos did indeed show the duo paired up together, but the farther back he went, the more he noticed that Lindsey and her had been very close friends. Having sleepovers together, trips to the beach, going out for brunch, lunch, dinner, camping trips, comic cons, pie eating contests at the fair, nights in some random hot tub. All of the photos had one thing in common and Charlie wasn't sure if he liked it. Lindsey seemed to be excruciatingly close to his girlfriend in every single photo. Wrapping her own meaty arm around Roxanne's midsection, their breasts pressed up together, Lindsey and Roxanne making playful "kissy faces" towards each other.
Then his eyes landed upon one photo in particular. Lindsey and Roxanne at a Pride Parade with Lindsey all decked out in a tie dye rainbow top and short skirt while Roxanne wore clothes much like she had today.
It made Charlie's blood run cold.