[Weight Gain, Stuffing]
“How can you two live with yourselves!?”
The angry voice of one young Carrier, Taihou, echoed throughout the Admiral’s office. She had all the right reasons to be mad as well, considering the state that the base had fallen into. Everyone except for herself had been turned into dough balls, and the only reason she had escaped that fate was because she was on a longer excursion at another base.
When she returned, she saw everyone not only barely fitting into their outfits, considering most of them showed off the enormous pillows they called bellies, but they weren’t even taking care of themselves! They hadn’t been showering, they hadn’t been grooming, and the only reason that any of them didn’t look like complete slobs was that they all still had to go out to the cafeteria to go eat…
But worst of all was the Admiral himself! She looked up to him once upon a time, but now… Now he was the one who had gained the most out of all of them! He couldn’t even fit in his chair anymore, having replaced it with a couch at least a couple of weeks ago. And that couch was starting to get tight too.
“T-Taihou…” The boy, who had once been such a confident and caring Admiral, felt utterly hurt by the way that she talked to him. And yet, despite this, he still couldn’t stop his gluttony. His meal, which had been pre-prepared for him by his dear Fubuki, was still heading straight for his lips in between every breath he took.
Nagato, his Secretary Ship, wasn’t even paying attention. She had long since checked out mentally, preferring to just satiate her growling tummy with whatever food that Fubuki decided to stop by and give her. Which typically meant that she ended up using her belly as a portable table as she chowed down.
Taihou couldn’t stand looking at them as she slammed her hands into the Admiral’s desk. “You two need to go on a diet! You absolutely cannot gain a single pound more! What’s the rest of the navy going to say when they come by and inspect the base!? They’re going to decommission us all, Admiral, because you can’t keep your grubby fingers to yourself for two minutes!”
“B-But F-Fubuki made all of this nice food…” He tried to protest, but the burning look in her eyes made him gulp and shiver. He couldn’t use that argument. “S-Sorry. I-I’ll… I’ll diet! I promise, Taihou!” He cried out, though it was clear that he was just trying to lie his way out of being bullied more. His word meant nothing, because his eyes were still drifting towards the food.
Nagato grumbled a little as she got up onto her feet, glaring towards the brown-haired Carrier. “You can’t just make him-” She tried to protest, only for her to shove her hands onto that belly and violently shake it to prove a point.
“YOU’RE GOING ON ONE TOO, YOU’RE THE PRIDE OF THE FLEET, NAGATO!” Taihou shouted from the depths of her heart. Even if she had to be mean and stern towards these two, she really did just want them to get back to form so that everything could be normal. Even if she had to personally supervise their weight loss…
Both the Admiral and his Secretary Ship saluted halfheartedly, hoping to just get through to the day’s next meal…
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“MOVE IT, SLOWPOKES!”
Taihou shouted through the megaphone she had bought from Akashi, with both the Admiral and the Secretary Ship trying their best to keep up. Something that wasn’t exactly easy, considering their current sizes.
Neither felt comfortable in the outfits they had been forced into. Nagato because it was several sizes too small, the top barely acting as little more than a bra at this point, and the bottom digging into the curves between her thighs and her ass and threatened to get swallowed up by either of them. And the Admiral…
“C-Can’t… Breathe…” He whined and gasped as he stumbled onto his knees. He was wearing the exact same kind of outfit as his Secretary, but on a boy like him it almost looked more feminine. Especially the way it cupped his bosom, the sweat making it look like the boy was lactating. He really wasn’t, but it was something that added to his fattened appeal.
If anybody could actually love him at that size. “I DIDN’T GIVE YOU ANY EXCUSE TO FALL OVER AND PASS OUT, ADMIRAL! YOU HAVE TO KEEP GOING UNTIL YOU LOSE ANOTHER TEN POUNDS!” Taihou shouted through her megaphone, not planning on letting up any time soon. As long as she could drill obedience into the two of them, it was worth it.
Both of the two would-be-joggers panted and gasped as they each stood up straight, before taking yet another sttep…
Only to trip over one another and collapse ontop, the two whining in each their own way. They were absolutely pathetic. Compared to how they were just a month or two ago, they could hardly be called the same people. How could either of them at any point have served as an inspiration for the young Carrier…
“I’ve got so much work cut out for me…” Taihou muttered as she let go of the megaphone, letting it hang off a strap she wore around her neck. She had to do something to make them all work towards a thinner form.
As she watched the two trying to get back up, she reached into her pocket and took a seat on the ground. Since they were going to take a good half hour to get back up, she could enjoy a meal.
“Fubuki’s really kind.” She muttered, undoing the wrapping for her lunch and digging straight in. It wasn’t the healthiest thing, but considering the divine taste and that she was still thinner than both of them, she could afford to spoil herself a bit...
Even after she finished chowing down on the meal, the two fatties hadn’t gotten back up. Taihou just had to sigh as she jumped onto her feet, her belly only jiggling a little as she grabbed her megaphone. “ALRIGHT, STAND BACK UP ALREADY! WE’RE LOSING PRECIOUS TIME WE COULD BE USING TO RUN!” She screamed, tossing the wrapper into the trash as she started lightly kicking the stacked fatties.
Both of them whined, but after enough abuse they finally got back up. And right after, they’d trip once again, this time burying the thinner girl underneath them in the process.
Taihou had such a long road ahead of her. She’d have to ask Fubuki for seconds next time around…
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“F-Five…”
The weakened voice of the Admiral gasped out as he tried his very, very best to try and do a pushup. Despite what it seemed like, he had managed to do four already. And it nearly made him pass out. But it wasn’t anything compared to what Nagato was going through.
“Get… off…” The black-haired Secretary Ship complained as she felt the heavy weight of a certain Carrier on her back. While her arms were a bit stronger than her Admiral’s, that wouldn’t let her lift up a person while she had to lift this much fat too.
Taihou ignored the Battleship Girl’s pleas, biting into her latest burger as she tossed the wrapper expertly into the nearby bin. “You’re not going to get thinner if you complain, Nagato! HARDER! WORK UNTIL YOU BLEED!” She shouted, having misplaced her megaphone for a bag designed to carry food…
“Ffffiiiivvv…” The boy tried to gasp out, only for his arms and legs to give way as he collapsed onto his belly. A belly that was about the size of two bean bags stacked together, with his legs being nearly as big as a set of oil barrels at this point. It was as if he hadn’t lost any weight, rather he seemed to have gained some…
The Carrier would’ve admonished him, but she was currently busy eating through her latest meal. It was a delicious burger, one slathered in lots of grease ensuring the best taste it could possibly have. It even kept her energized whenever she exercised, not that she needed to do that. She was still plenty thin. Her belly wasn’t even the size of a pillow, while those two could make up the entirety of a queen sized bed together…
“Mmmphh…” Taihou gasped out in delight as she swallowed the last bite of the burger, her tummy rumbling. “Alright. You’re both failures, but we need a lunch break.” She muttered, covering her mouth slightly to stop herself from burping.
Just as she mentioned a lunch break, as if the devil herself knew what to do, a kart full of delicious treats started rolling up to the three of them. One manned by Fubuki, who couldn’t be happier to see the three.
“I can’t believe you’d all go all the way out here before lunch. Good thing I brought extras.” The thin and plain Destoyer chimed as she pulled a set of piping hot and extra greasy burgers out of one of the holes in the kart, slowly letting the smell waft its way over to the three fatties…
Taihou was the first one to grab one, yanking it out of the black-haired Destroyer’s hands and digging straight into it. Sure, she had a bunch of those things in the bag she had around her neck, which had managed to replace the megaphone since she got so tired when she kept screaming into it, but the fresher the juice was the better it tasted.
Both the Admiral and Nagato followed behind her with surprising speed, the only time that they felt energy in their bodies was when they got to have a taste of Fubuki’s fresh foods. They were given the same sort of meal, both shivering and gasping as they felt the juicy goodness pouring down their throats as they chomped straight into the meal…
Fubuki giggled as she watched all three of them eat. Compared to when she first set all of this in motion, the three were… Well, to call them obese would be rude. To call them plumper than a tomato was round? Now that was much nicer. Especially since cooking all of this food for everyone around the base had made her so much thinner.
Seeing them dig in like the pigs they were brought no end to the delicious irony that she served them, day in and day out. Taihou especially made her giggle, considering the two-faced nature of her ‘workout regiment’.
All she had to do was feed them, and they’d sink deeper all on their own…
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“How are you two still getting so damned fat!?”
Taihou screamed within the Admiral’s office, her body audibly sweating as she had started replacing her attire with the same kind of workout clothes that the others wore. She couldn’t fit into her old clothes, but that was because they were too tight! They couldn’t help her when she was working out with those two fatties!
Nagato didn’t answer, only a groan could be heard from her lips. This was because she had been gorging herself on anything that was given to her. Whether it was a small meal, a big meal, anything. She didn’t stop. She could eat and eat and eat, with the excuse that she needed it to get energy to work out. And now, it resulted in her being proverbially capsized. She couldn’t move, not without assistance.
The Admiral wasn’t in a much better position. The couch that he had occupied, which was meant to fit four people, was at this point far too small for him. He instead had to use a queen sized bed, and even that was proving to be a terrible seat. Because he’d just sink into the mattress and threaten to break the legs before long.
“I-I’m sorry, I’ve been trying…” The boy muttered underneath his breath, only to immediately fill his mouth with yet another one of the overly greasy treats that had been left right by his bedside table. He should’ve known better than to ask for one of those, but Fubuki really managed to butter him up, and he couldn’t say no to a plate that could always be refilled with lots and lots of good foods…
Taihou grit her teeth. Somehow, someway, the two had managed to gain weight! But she put them through the wringer! She made them run several kilometers, even though they all stopped a meter after the start line! She had made them pull themselves up with an iron bar, but they broke it and fell on their ass and had to eat to make the pain go away. She even showed them how to run an obstacle course, before she taunted them by devouring her entire collection of treats. Just so that she could laugh at them as the water underneath kept them beached for hours….
She had done everything! Everything! And yet they had still managed to grow obnoxiously obese! What was she supposed to fix any of this!? Brand them and make them act like the pigs that they were, eating out of troughs like that was the only thing they were good for!? Was that the only hope she had for somehow giving them enough energy to work out properly?
The Carrier girl sighed with nothing but exhaustion in her voice… Right before popping a sugary treat into her mouth, another one that Fubuki had made specifically for her. This one was shaped like a dumbbell, because it showed the kinds of tools that she was using to lose weight. Of course, she couldn’t remember the last time she used a dumbbell, but it was the thought that mattered…
“Ah, Taihou?” A soothing and relaxing voice echoed through the hungry Carrier’s ears, prompting her to turn around and face towards that very same Destroyer she had just been thinking about. “I was wondering if you could come help me with something, since the Admiral’s busy?”
The brown-haired Carrier nodded slowly as she practically waddled out the door, her stomach growling and wobbling with every step she took. It was like her tummy was a lake, and the surface kept rippling thanks to everything that disturbed its calm...
“What do you wwwaaannn-” Taihou started asking, only for her words to be immediately cut off thanks to the sight of something exceedingly stimulating to all of her senses. Something that could only be described as utterly captivating…
Fubuki giggled as he handed over a burger about the size of the Carrier’s head, one that she had made specifically for her. “I want you to reward you for keeping them in shape, Taihou. You’ve done such a great job. They’ve not been gaining any weight.” She was lying through her teeth, but considering how good her food was at softening up the consumer’s mind… It wasn’t that bad of her to do so.
“R-Reward… Y-yeah, they’ve not been gaining a pound! And it’s all thanks to me!” The brown-haired Carrier laughed as she bit directly into that wonderful piece of food, feeling the greasy juices running down her throat in a matter of seconds…
Oh, it was so wonderful. It was the best thing she had ever tasted. She could feel her brain melting into the pits of her tummy as she tore meat from meat in a matter of seconds. The entire thing vanished down her gut, as her midsection started bulging out even further…
“You’ve turned out so well, Taihou. Training them and making sure that they didn’t grow, so you could become the biggest and baddest glutton on the base in their stead…” Fubuki giggled, enjoying the contrast of the last thin girl remaining turning into the biggest and worst of the lot of them.
All that Taihou could do was nod and drool a little, having fallen down the same path as the fatties she degraded…
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“Hhfff… Finally… Everything’s… Back to normal…”
The exhausted wheezing came from the Carrier who had been whipping everyone back into shape. Instead of becoming the model of proper weight, she had gained the most out of everyone. And in her feeding delusions, she thought that everyone had returned to normal.
After all, Taihou was the one that had been the smallest. Therefore, if they were smaller than her now, despite being large enough to be immobilized? They were healthy! That’s how the rules worked, at least that was how she understood them with her limited ability to think after she stuffed so much food in her stomach that she started having thinking troubles.
Even though every single girl hadn’t been able to leave their rooms for the last week or so, she just looked into their rooms and smiled and waved. She was happy to see them all so fit! They were ready to fight back against the Abyssals at any moment, after Fubuki had fueled them with a meal or ten.
It didn’t matter that she occupied literally every inch of the hallways that she waddled down. Nor did it matter that her legs had grown so stumpy that she could trip at any moment. Because everyone was healthy, because they were smaller than her.
All except for two. Those two were still on the verge of being ill! “You two… Hhffff…” Taihou gasped, coughing just a little as she looked into the Admiral’s office, seeing how the two now occupied half each with their sheer size. Just a few inches smaller than her! “Youuu… hfff… need to… hff… exercise..!” She shouted, her heart smashing into her chest thanks to her problems…
Just as she mentioned exercise, Fubuki appeared. “Is it exercise time again, Taihou?” She asked, already ready to assist them in any way… Assist them with gaining, of course.
“Yes! Give us our usual training meal! Then help me get them out of that room!” The brown-haired Carrier declared, and the young Destroyer departed. But not before leaving a little treat on that oversized flabby table she called a belly.
Taihou looked at the treat and dug in, slowly forgetting what she was doing as she kept looking towards the two fatties that were stuck against one another… Before concluding that they were happy together. And they were smaller than her, which meant that they were healthy..!
She just kept eating, deluding herself further into thinking she had done good when she had really caused them all to fall further. All while thinking she was the healthiest of the lot despite evidence to the contrary.
By the time Fubuki returned, the hungry fatty just kept on drooling. A sign that she had fallen complete and utter victim to the same thing as everyone else. And for that, she deserved a reward, due to how much she had helped the Destroyer turn everyone into even bigger fatties.
She received a kiss on her tummy.. For turning herself into the doughiest ball, and helping everyone follow her example. She was the new crown jewel of the naval base, one that would serve as great advertisement…
For the new brand of food she was going to send to every single other Base in the Navy. They could all use a bit of fat on their bones, after all.