[Slob, Weight Gain, Gas]

"We're... fitting in better than I thought we would."

Those were the words that left the mouth of Akigumo, the sandy-blonde destroyer who had managed to cram through her deadline so hard that she ended up with a gut that barely managed to stay underneath the table that she had rented for the convention.

Everywhere she looked, she noticed at least two other girls that were her size, if not a teensy bit smaller. Even looking to her side, she could see several other doujin artists having similar issues yet not being bothered by them in the slightest. She should be surprised, but given what she currently knew about the base, it didn't strike her as that odd.

Of course, the person that caught her eye the most was Kazagumo. The destroyer that she had used to model the events within the doujin that she was selling, and the 'booth babe' for her stall. Or rather, she would be, if she wasn't busy sitting behind the table alongside the sandy blonde and gnawing on the various snacks that she had bought before the convention properly started.

"Gimme that." Aki muttered before she swiped the bag of chips from the brunette's hands, prompting the excessively huge girl to whine a little. "Oh grow up, you don't need to eat these that much anymore. Besides, you still have to pay me for the loss of that tablet."

Before her partner had the chance to mount a defense, somebody shuffled up to their stall with a mild whimper. "U-Uhm..." The voice spoke, distinctly male yet carrying a feminine air about it as the little stutter left his lips. Even a proverbial shut-in like the self-made mangaka knew whose voice that was.

Upon turning towards the person, everything clicked. That white suit that barely managed to stick onto his torso, the seams that were about to burst around his arms, and the permanent way his pants were about to fall down from his delectably destructive derriere... That was the admiral of the fleet that both Destroyers belonged to.

"Admiral? What're you doing here, shouldn't you be home eating or something?" The sandy-blonde blinked a little as she looked at the stack of doujins lined up on the table, scratching her chubby cheek as she mentally counted how many were currently unsold. They had brought 100 copies, and only about 2 had been bought so far. Granted, the day had only begun, but still.

The white-clad brunette of a boy stammered as his habits were attacked, prompting him to defensively yank an issue from one of the stacks. "I-I just wanted to make Nagato happy! S-sh..." He started to speak, but the words that left his mouth sounded awfully insincere. It didn't help that his eyes were firmly glued to the fat form of the girl behind the table, and especially the way her curves were struggling to stay contained within her outfit.

"Nagato? What, she's into fatties? I mean, I know you two got hitched and then started ballooning outward like a pair of piggies, but..." Blunt and accusatory words left the fat artist's mouth as she lightly elbowed Kaza in the side, prompting the brunette to grab ahold of a small box with a couple of bills already thrown in. "Well, if you want the doujin, you need to cough up the money just like everyone else."

The Admiral shivered the more Aki spoke to him, a blush creeping up on his cheeks as he started breathing heavily. "C-Come on, that's... we're not that fat..." He continued to mutter defensively, even as it was very apparent how much the sound of being degraded turned him on...

The depraved artist scoffed. "Don't lie, Admiral. I know how much you eat." A glint then appeared in her eye. There was something ever fun about teasing her doughball of an admiral, but what if...

"Say, is that Fubuki over there?"

Worries immediately settled into the young Admiral's mind as he staggered backward. Fubuki was here!? He had to hurry and get away before she realized he was... "Y-You're not taking me seriously, s-so I'm just going to go!" He shouted... not at all acknowledging that he had properly paid for the issue, given the presence of bills within the box having doubled in such a short amount of time. He had probably added an extra few bills to shut the teasing girl up.

Aki grinned as she looked to Kazagumo once more, who was trying to reach for the bag of chips like a needy addict, only to have her hands swatted away by the sandy-blonde. "Hands off. You still haven't tried to attract any customers. You're not eating a single chip more until you get another person over here."

The heavyset destroyer pouted as she pushed the table slightly, causing it to shuffle forward and for at least a single issue to fall onto the floor before she managed to climb out of her shoddy chair. "I'll just go get us some more food instead..." The brunette muttered as she shuffled her way out of the designated area for the two girls.

An act that gave the artist nobody to vent at, given the potential disarray that she had just caused. "God, she nearly tipped over every single stack too. She's lucky that she was instrumental to the creation of all of these, otherwise..." She muttered to herself, only to notice her table being pushed inward once more while a familiar face clutched the fallen doujin.

A certain black-haired Battleship formerly of the Big Six. The gut that now protruded from her center was far too striking. Nobody else could properly carry around that much pudge without being recognized. That's just what she was known for now.

"Nagato? You too?" Aki asked in surprise, only for the devilish gleam to return to her eyes a moment later. "Wait, no, I know. You're here to buy an issue for your sweet pumpkin of an admiral, isn't that it? I know you two have gotten quite chummy ever since your waistlines have expanded past the point where you can wear skirts safely..."

The formerly fit Battleship gasped as it seemed as if the artist had correctly deduced the exact lie that she was about to feed her. "Y-Yeah, that's... That's what I was gonna do. He doesn't have a lot of time to himself lately, so I wanted to reward him with a little thing I know he'd enjoy..." She tried to defend herself, being a little more successful than the admiral due to her voice actually having a certain presence in comparison to his girly whimpers whenever his authority was being questioned.

Delighted by the fact that she could see straight through the fatty Admiral and his fatty bride, the sandy-blonde writer leaned across the table to the best of her ability before sinking her hands straight into Nagato's belly. "Well then, you're a little late! Your dear Admiral's already been by to pick up an issue for you. But since he's such a wimp that can't keep a secret, I imagine this really isn't for him. I imagine you've been wanting one of these doujins yourself, and you're just using him as a cover!" She launched into an accusatory spiel before grinning widely and maniacally. "I bet you're gonna go home and play with your tummy while you try to get off using it since you're just as much of a hidden pervert like him!"

The Battleship that was once the pride of the navy jittered and gasped every time she felt her fat shifting around, and since Aki was quite the aggressive teaser, this meant that a few moans slipped out in the span of a second or two. More and more flew out of the tender tummied girl, until-

*FRRRRRAAAAARRRRT*

There was no chance for either girl to take cover as a bout of powerful gas splurted out from Nagato's poor rear. Not even a mild fart that she could've tried to brush aside, but a proper brassy buttblast. There was no way to save face after that. Especially not as many other visitors started pulling their eyes towards the table that Aki was selling from, their eyes squarely focused on the wide ass that was only barely covered by white panties now partly turning black from the exhaust gas...

"Y-You... You meanie..." Nagato muttered before she solemnly dumped a few bills into the box and waddled her way away from the desk, hoping that she could endure the humiliation as the stench continued to permeate around the table.

Aki, on the other hand, narrowed her eyes. "No wonder the Admiral's office always stinks if she's got bowels like that." She remarked, only for a line of other fatties to quickly gather at her table, all of them nervously blushing in delight from a combination of their own needs and the atmosphere around the table.

She had a lot of customers to get through now...

---

The hours had passed by. The convention was halfway over at this point, and the stench that had poured forth from Nagato's hole was still sticking around the table. Though there was an additional smell that had started to color the air around the artist, and it wasn't due to a customer.

No, this time it was because of her own habits. Laid out on the table in front of her were several smaller meals, potato chips, fries, nuggets and different fish dishes that she had forced Kaza to go retrieve while she wasn't in the little designated area. "At least she's a good delivery girl. Pretty much the only thing she's good for at that size." Aki muttered as she stuffed her cheeks full of another handful of potato-based snacks, while the chair underneath her ass continued to creak. Consuming that much food in a short span of time didn't do her figure any favors, but she had to press onward.

"Ah. Akugumo, was it?" A soft voice spoke this time, prompting the Destroyer to look forward at who could possibly be trying to talk to her at this point. There had been a break in customers, but they had managed to sell through half their doujins at this point, so another customer wasn't that special...

What was special, was the customer herself. Yamato. Another one of the Big Six, but unlike the Admiral's bride, she was at least still mostly kept at a manageable size. Most of her clothes were sticking on fairly well, but her cheeks were looking a little too chubby. No doubt a result of the kind of caring that she tended to get up to.

Aki narrowed her eyes a bit before she stuffed another handful of her preferred snacks into her mouth, speaking while she ate. "Yamato? You're not the kind of girl I'd expect at a place like this. What's got your goat?"

"Got y... Never mind, I don't think I have the time to wait for you to explain..." The mature girl smiled as she picked up one of the doujins laid on the table, giggling a little. "Iowa's been sick lately, down with a multitude of problems, and I thought it would be best to brighten up her day with one of your works. She's been a fan, you know."

The sandy-brunette swallowed her latest snack before burping rather undignifiedly. "Really, a fat American like her, enjoying a doujin about a girl becoming a fatty? Gee, I couldn't imagine."

Yamato raised her eyebrow at the snark before she opened up the doujin... and immediately, her thighs started to flush with heat. This was something that she never knew existed... and... "A-Ah... Oh... goodness... N-No wonder Iowa would love something like this..." She muttered in a hushed tone, trying not to speak up too much so the writer couldn't tease her as she had done to many other customers...

"Mmmhm, that fatty's gonna love it. Like she's been loving you." Aki replied, motioning down towards the slight potbelly brushing up against the stomach area of the Battleship's shirt, as well as the hips that were spilling out and over the sides of her skirt. Clearly, her approval of the doujin hadn't saved her from merciless teasing.

The brunette paused, before smiling to put up a front. "I'll..." She tried to speak, only to shake her head in defeat as she put the necessary payment in the box and then a little extra. A box that had surprisingly not been ransacked despite the fact it was out in the open. "I'll take my leave. Take care, Akigumo."

And with that, another satisfied customer left the sandy-blonde by herself. Letting her enormous body gas up the surrounding area through the gas releasing from both her mouth and rear, as well as the smell of the sweat dripping down her body.

Right on queue, the fat oaf she used as an assistant also returned, carrying a handy bag of more fast food. "I got the goods, Aki. Where do you want them?" She asked a little slowly, no doubt winded from having walked like an ordinary person for quite some distance. The various stalls selling food weren't anywhere near close to the artist's corner after all...

A grin crept onto Aki's face as she spoke. "On you. You'd be better off as a table at this point, so come on, get over here and put all the stuff on your belly." It was depraved, but given the air around her, it completely fit...

For the first time in a while, a little smile crept onto Kaza's face...

---

The day was nearing its end. Not only had Aki and Kaza managed to sell through nearly all of their stock, but they were spent. Sweat was dripping down their bodies as they struggled to stay cool, having abandoned much of their dignity at this point. Especially since all the food that they had been eating throughout the day had a devastating effect on their physique.

The sandy-blonde was worst off, honestly. While the brunette could just lay down on the ground and let the sweat running down her table of a tummy, cooling her off as it pooled around her back, the artist was nowhere near as lucky. She couldn't get up anymore since her cheeks expanded through the two bars that made up the back of her chair, and her table was practically nonexistent at this point, the last issue of her doujin resting atop of her monstrous mountain of a belly. It was actually kind of cute to just see the table having been given to another circle while she continued to sell her book like this. Though, she didn't expect another customer, since most people had packed up at this point. Whether due to the smell finally getting to them, or because there simply wasn't enough stuff left to purchase.

That is until she saw a familiar shade of green hair approach her near-naked belly. One of Kaza's sisters, the progenitor of the Yuugumo class herself. And much like Yamato, she was the kind of plump that she had come to expect from the people around the convention. Just slightly pudgy in the stomach area, while the rest of their figure was still struggling to brush out against the cloth they wore.

"Akigumo! You're... well, oh my." She was a little shocked, to say the least. It's not every day that you see a mountain like what Aki had quickly grown to become. "And Kaza too, you two certainly..." The green-haired girl was at a loss for words as she waved her hand in front of her face, her cheeks turning red from the warm and smelly air around her.

The feeling that the area around them had certainly didn't grow better as the two fatties released another bout of gas simultaneously, the air growing greener for a brief moment while their brassy rears resounded. This in the end only made Yuugumo blush more, as something started to throb within her chest. What was so... fascinating about the sight of two slobs cutting loose like this?

"Yeah, what about us...?" Aki finally spoke up after her asscheeks stopped quaking from the need to release before she tilted her stomach down a little. "Here. You seem interested. Have a look and dump a few yen in the box if you want to buy it." The spiel that the sandy-blonde said sounded almost a little... rehearsed at this point. No doubt because of all the different girls that she had to talk to. All of which were heavily interested in the contents of the book in each their own way.

The green-haired girl caught the sliding book, pausing for a moment as she looked at the title. "Growing Girl... I mean, I'm not exactly the type to read these kinds of stories, but... Since you asked so nicely, Akigumo..." She tried to sound as polite as possible before she flipped open the book.

Her desire to open the book had been partly due to wanting to be polite, and partly because she was morbidly curious about the contents. It didn't take long for her to lean up against the artist's belly for support, panting warmly into that fleshy mound as she started holding the doujin with one hand. It didn't take a genius to understand what was happening below, especially as the sandy-blonde's belly started to shake...

A grin snuck back onto Aki's face as she started to giggle. "Having fun down there?" She wasn't about to stop her teasing, even if the customer was Kaza's sister...

To her surprise, however, she received a scream as a reply while Yuugumo collapsed onto her knees, juices gathering below her thighs in a small pool. The answer to her question was a definitive yes, as the green-haired girl slowly staggered back to her feet, shakingly dumping a few bills into the box...

"I'll... I'll take it. E-Excuse me..."

With that, every single issue of the doujin had been sold. Aki was satisfied. Kaza had probably fallen asleep. And the last customer, the one staggering away as she tried to stay composed...

She had a whole new life ahead of her, all thanks to that book.