[Femdom, Weight Gain]

Being an Admiral is a difficult job. Being the Admiral of a fleet of Shipgirls is a few tiers above that. But those with experience should be able to handle the rambunctious personalities that they command, to ensure the safety of the waters they’re in charge of.

“Ad-mi-ral!”

Unfortunately, experience can only do so much when you’re faced with one of the most dangerous girls on the seven seas. And for those that weren’t experienced, who ended up with her in their hands? They were as good as dead.

This was the case for Admiral Murakami Iehisa, of the Naval Base Children’s Nest. A young Admiral who had just managed to pass every test that he needed to serve the Imperial Japanese Navy. And what does he earn for his troubles?

“T-Taihou, p-please. N-Not now!”

Why, the presence of the most dangerous girl out of all those troubling shipgirls. He had heard about them during his training. The kind that would never let their Admiral go, the kind that would sabotage their own allies if it meant the total devoted love from the one that had caught their eye…

And amongst those girls, the most dangerous was the girl Taihou. The black-haired beauty that locked onto her target and never let go. The only girl comparable to her was the girl Roon, from across the pond. Why was he this unlucky?

It was simple. He was cute. And according to everything the girl had told him, she harassed his commanding officers to let her be his secretary. Something that he was… Well, to say that he wasn’t happy with the arrangement was an understatement in every sense of the word.

“Ara? Araaa?” Taihou giggled as she forced the door open, her fingers digging a hole in the steel in the process. “You want to avoid me? That’s not very nice, Admiral. You know what I do to Admirals that aren’t nice…”

Iehisa gulped as he looked straight through the doorframe, towards the lumbering titan that stood there, leering towards him with a hungry look in her eyes. This part, this was his fault entirely.

When she had first arrived at his side, he was afraid of her. But he thought that he could make her less scary. He thought that he had a genius plan that could buy him some time and get her to slowly grow less attached to him…

He didn’t like to brag about it, but he did consider himself a decent cook. He managed to impress the Fleet Admiral when she was visiting for an inspection when he cooked her a simple meal, and she genuinely complimented him. Something that she never did. Of course she almost immediately tried to make him quit and become a cook in response but he managed to avoid that deadly trap.

It was thanks to this encounter that he had the thought to feed Taihou. Not just a little bit of food. A lot of food. Enough to make her big and plush, not unlike the big teddy bears that he once saw displayed in toy stores.

There was just one problem with that plan. And it was the way that he fed her. Because of her insistent personality, he had to play up the intimacy of the feeding process. Spoon feeding her like she was his lover…

And that was what ended up sending him spiralling down a path of self-destruction. Because the more he tried to plump her up in an attempt to defang her, the more he fed into her unhealthier aspects. Which just made her so much worse.

In fact, just looking at her, maybe he should’ve just endured her at her original size. Now? She was wide enough that they had plans to renovate the entire base to make sure that she wouldn’t break another wall. Not only that, but she insisted on wearing her usual outfit, no matter how ill fitting it was. And she wasn’t about to allow them to wash it either…

Her outfit, that beautiful red dress that she once fit snugly into, now barely managed to reach all the way up her belly. Her breasts, heavier than they once were, now rested soundly on top of that flabby wall. Always on display for her Admiral, so he could never tell her ‘no’. Not that he would ever think to do so, when she would do unspeakable things to him even before this growth.

But it wasn’t her breasts that captured his attention. No, it was her belly. Thanks to the growth she had gone through, she basically wore her old clothes like a big sash around her mountainous mass. And that made it all-too-alluring for a boy that still wasn’t quite aware of what he got turned on by. And unfortunately for his pants, this was one of the things that triggered his latent fetishes the hardest.

And it didn’t help that this really just made her all the more imposing. Adding fat to her body made her bigger in every way. She even got a bit taller, which he never imagined would be possible.

Taihou giggled as she had spent more than enough time letting the boy fill himself with dread just looking at her, before squeezing her way through the doorway. An act that took more than a bit of effort, considering she was twice the size of it, but she managed. And broke half of it in the process, but that was something the Admiral could fix later.

“Ad-mi-ral.” She chimed with that dangerous tone of hers, stepping ever closer to the boy’s desk. Causing the ground underneath them to rumble as her flabby body wobbled every time her feet met the ground. “I asked you a question, aren’t you going to answer?”

Iehisa swallowed his pride and slowly but surely stood up from his chair, looking up at the black-haired shipgirl that towered over him by at least a good meter. “Y-You… You’ll make them wish they sank down to the Sirens?” He said, the sweat pouring down his face as his worried expression was on full display.

His sweat was one thing, but compared to the sweat pouring down Taihou’s body? He was like a little raindrop, while hers was as intense as a waterfall. This was what happened when she refused to do anything without her Admiral. And since he couldn’t bear to be close to her in the bath or help her pick out a new dress, because of the danger of being near her...

It meant that she needed a bath. She really did. She was not only sweaty, but she was sticky. And her dress-sash had seen better days, the thing so soaked with her sweat that it was just as smelly as her. And what a smell it was, the boy’s vision growing hazy just getting an extended whiff of it.

Taihou giggled a little more, as she put her hands on the boy’s desk. Leaning over it. And crushing it in the process, letting it collapse into nothing but a pile of useless and harmless wood under the weight of her girthy and loving body.

“I’m glad you remember, Ad-mi-ral. Now it’s time to make sure you never forget.”

The Admiral’s sweat intensified as the lumbering girl in front of him started to turn around. He knew what was coming. He knew exactly what it was, and yet he didn’t bother moving away from her. Because he knew that running would just enrage her more.

He didn’t move off the spot as the iceberg of fat approached. Nor did he budge as her ass came crashing down on him and forced him to smash against the ground below.

The girl that he had been so afraid of now sat atop of him. Her panties, painfully stretched by how wide she had gotten, facing him. That flimsy fabric that trembled with every breath that she took. The fabric that could seal his fate should it ever snap.

“Such a good boy you are, Ad-mi-ral.” Taihou giggled as she slowly rocked her hips back and forth, grinding her ass up against his body. “But you have to apologize for what you did, okay? You don’t get to say no to me. Ever. Okay?”

He could barely hear her thanks to how he had practically been dug into the crack between her cheeks. Only the panties stopped him from sinking further. But he knew how to apologize. He had done it a lot, and he would do it again tomorrow knowing her.

Iehisa let out a cry to herald in his climax, making a total mess of his poor pants in the process. And all to the tune of his shipgirl giggling like the sadist that she was, grinding against him to urge him to cum more and more for her.

This was the only way that he could apologize. This was the only way that she would be satisfied. And this was something that she had done time and time again, ever since she reached this size. And yet, it was only going to get worse. Because he knew that he had to feed her again later. All to the tune of her hungry stomach…

Being an Admiral truly was difficult.