[Weight Gain]
"Finally, a break. I've been waiting so long for this..."
Natura Vert's voice echoed out through her comparatively small room. It had been quite a long time since she felt dwarfed by all the space that had been allotted to her to make sure that she could properly keep surveillance on every single one of her allies. Mostly because she decided that she wanted to snack while on the job, something that had led to her rapid growth.
And today was no different. While she definitely had time for lunch, the sheer size of the thing in front of her was... Well, it was almost as big as her belly. And that thing had grown so big that she could hardly stop it from touching the floor with how much it sagged.
Did she hesitate when faced with this monster of grease and sauce? No, of course not. She rapidly chomped away at it, using her powers to keep it pinned in place so it wouldn't spill more than necessary.
In this case, more than necessary just meant that the burger was held together. The juices, the saliva, the sauce, all of which was quickly dribbling and being absolutely slathered across her body like she was the dirtiest eater one could ever dream of? Yeah, that didn't matter to her. All that mattered was that she ate everything. Spills and messes be damned.
It absolutely didn't matter that her cheeks were brown, yellow and red all at the same time. The brown came from the grease, the yellow came from the cheese, and the red from the ketchup. The same colors were pouring down her chin and down her uniform, but she didn't stop eating. She just kept on pigging out, enjoying her lunch.
Maybe one day, she'd stop having lunches like this. And then she'd clean the massive stains on her carpeted floor, all of them caused by her previous excessive meals...
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"Coming... T-Throuuuugh!"
Natura Rouge cried out as she ran past plenty of civilians, bowling some of them over as she tried to chase down a villain. She had to do this, especially thanks to her recent gain. Otherwise, she'd never catch up to them-
Her mind blanked for but a second as she realized she wasn't getting any closer to the devious villain. No matter how much she tried to move her legs. All that happened was the wood around her creaking and straining, whining in response to her huge body being stuck.
As it turned out, maybe she shouldn't have eaten so much of Blanc's cooking over the last few weeks. Not just because she had gotten really addicted to it thanks to how happy the girl got and how tasty it all was... But because it had done a number on her body.
Sure, there was still a good deal of muscle buried underneath her fattened frame. But that didn't matter. Not when she was too big to maneuver herself very well.
"Look, the fat pig's gotten herself stuck again."
"Has she ever really been useful? Last I remember, she's always done this."
"Hey, Natura Round! Watch where you run, otherwise you'll just make us all late!"
"See, sweetie, this is why you don't eat too much. You don't want to be an embarrassment like this 'hero', right?"
The voices around her were filled with subtle or direct mockery, the words all bouncing off her fat body as she trembled while stuck in this unfortunate position.
Thankfully nobody was stuck in front of her. Because if they were... They would notice just how much she was biting her lip, her eyes doing their best not to roll into the back of her head from the pleasure of being mocked like this.
Ahhh... She really should get her humiliation kink in check, before she'd do something worse. Especially since it let another villain get away...
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"For all your posturing about my weight, it's reaaaal fun seeing you end up even worse than I ever could be."
Vert giggled as she pushed her hands up against the lardass that currently took up space on her bed. The same lardass who just ended up letting out a belch as those hands started to sink into her belly, her entire body quaking with the force of that expulsion of gas.
"M-Mmph... D-Don't say that..." Bleu, the aforementioned lardass, did her best to try and turn around and look at her comparatively smaller friend's face. "I-I just wanted to stop you from gaining..."
"And what made you think you had to eat three times as much of this junk as I do, just to make sure I don't?" Vert mocked her back, reaching over to that struggling face and tugging on her cheek, so much so that once she let go the fat sprung back and wobbled almost like a flan.
Bleu trembled and panted as she tried to stop her green-haired friend. But all that she could do was pant and moan, her body refusing to obey even the most simplest of commands thanks to how much she had ingested. Her attempt to help her friend had now left her at the mercy of that very same friend.
Vert giggled as she reached for the bag of fresh junk food, pulling out a tiny burger. A simple hamburger, which she held ever-so-slightly away from the fatty's face so she couldn't reach it.
"G-Give..." Bleu immediately snapped into a hungry frenzy as she tried to thrust her lips forward to get the tiniest taste, her big arms wobbling around as they couldn't get close to her face. She was utterly unable to do a thing, even as the subtle grease poured down on her face...
Vert giggled. And then she let go, watching as her blue friend pigged out like she had done many times before. A sight that never got old, and would never get old as long as she could continue to tease her like this.
Then again, it was time for lunch for her too. Maybe a bite of her own couldn't hurt.
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"Vert? Veeert? Earth to Vert!"
The sound of Natura Rouge crying out over comms echoed through Natura Vert's personal room, and the only thing she heard in response was the rather obnoxious sound of chips being chomped into teeny tiny pieces. That and a rather loud belch following that, as well as a bit of an uncouth slurping from a straw.
"Mm? Sorry, wasn't listening." Vert muttered after finishing a sip of her extra extra extra large soda, her stomach audibly groaning as it still hungered for more. "What's the matter?"
"The enemy's location, Vert." Bleu's voice echoed as her picture started to jitter, and the image quality worsened thanks to how she shook her arm. "Please pay attention. And keep your eating to later."
All she received in return for her concern and admonishment was another belch, and the sound of a few snack bars cracking. "They're like..." Vert muttered, squinting her eyes before letting out a huge hiccup, slamming her hand on a wrong button in the process.
"Veeeert! Wrong buttooooon!" Natura Blanc cried out, her voice growing more stuttery in the process. "N-Now everyone's staring right at us! A-Ah, that's not good, I don't want them to see us like thiiis..." The usually kind girl cried out, her face having turned a little thicker after the mission control turned off something crucial.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay." Natura Noir muttered as she quickly wrapped her strong yet fat arms around her dearest friend. "So what if that illusion stuff wore off, and our uniforms snapped from our fat popping out that fast? We're still heroes, Blanc. Let's go have a bite, since Vert's too busy."
The feed to Noir and Blanc shut off in tune with their bellies letting out a nice groan, while Rouge quietly muttered something as she started to rub up against herself. All while people watched her as the feed shut off. Leaving just a single camera focused on a rather unfortunate part of the remaining Natura's body.
"Nice ass." Vert said, sipping as she got a nice snapshot of her blue-colored ally's enormous derriere.
Bleu shut off her feed in a huff, leaving the green-haired girl to dig into the rest of her food without worrying about the others. They'd be fine... Probably.
Food first, friends later.
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"You're doing great, Noir!"
The excited voice of one adorably white-haired and dark-skinned Natura Blanc echoed out through their personal gym, all while the black-haired and fair-skinned Natura Noir was dressed in nothing but a pair of very tight looking shorts and an equally tight looking top that did very little to hide anything.
"I-Is this treadmill even working?" Noir muttered as the sweat poured down her face and the rest of her body, but most importantly the massive dome that hung from her belly. Unlike many of her friends, most of her fat was gathered in one particular spot. She almost looked pregnant, if not for the way that her poor belly was sagging like mad.
It also didn't help that every step she took was more like a waddle. But how was she supposed to walk? With her legs spread this far apart due to their inherent thickness, and the shorts not helping matters at all by spreading them further apart, she was really just waddling. And thanks to that, she should be sliding off the treadmill if it was actually working.
"Sure it is! You're just doing great!" Blanc cheered her on and tried to make her worry less. All while reaching into her bag of junk food and pulling out a nice big set of fries, stuffing handful after handful of the fried goodness into her mouth.
Noir wasn't sure. But if Blanc said that it was okay, then she'd try. She'd try and she'd try!
The black-haired girl kept on waddling as much as she could. Doing her very best despite the fact that her tummy was leaking all over the treadmill. As long as her dearest friend was happy to see her put in the effort, then she was happy.
Of course, if she had bothered to realize that her belly was the cause of the treadmill not working, and that it was simultaneously stopping her from getting very far... Maybe she would've asked to try out another machine that actually worked for her belly...
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"Great work today, girls, great work!"
Natura Rouge cried out as she raised a nice big milkshake into the air, ignoring the way that the lid on top had popped off at least half an hour ago, since she had to keep getting refills.
Natura Couleur, all five of them, had decided to met up at a local buffet to celebrate that they had won out against Tenebris, their mortal enemy, once again. Even though all that had happened was that the dark being just laughed at them, teased their tummies a bit, and then vanished. Sure, they had gotten rid of her, but that didn't mean they did it properly.
"Just be quiet, Rouge." Vert said as she dug into another thick rib, tearing meat off and letting the sauce splatter all over her face. "You're disturbing my meal." She wasn't in the mood for any of this. She just wanted to get today out of her head.
Bleu wasn't much better. She just kept to herself as she dug into all of the nice food. Especially the ham. So many slices of ham stacked on top of one another with a little bit of mustard and ketchup keeping them all pinned to one another, heading straight down her throat as drool sprayed across her face from how the massive meal forced it all out.
"Mph, it's so gooood!" Noir cried out as she dug into a bunch of wings, tearing them all clean in a matter of minutes. It felt so good to just chew through so much food. And if she ate the less filling food, she'd still have space for Blanc's food later!
Blanc was currently on a diet that meant she could only drink liquid. So she just made sure that she could blend a lot of these good meats into one nice shake, and downed it all just like that. She'd catch up to Noir soon enough, and then she could watch her growing even bigger, ehehehe...
Rouge grinned, as she reached for one of the grilled spears of meal. It was time to enjoy themselves, even if they had failed. All while people kept glaring at her for being so uncourth, mmmmmph....
---
"Blanc. I insist. I'm not that hurt."
"Nonsense, Bleu! You've got a real bad cut right on your big tummy! Let me heal you, okaaaay?"
Bleu blushed as her dark-skinned teammate got closer to her. She didn't like the glint in her eyes. She knew what usually happened when Blanc got like this, and she didn't want to go through it again. Not this close to the last time it happened.
But she couldn't stop the happy girl from putting her hands up against the faintest of cuts on her belly. Making her moan as a bit of her healing power poured straight into her body, serving to make her nice and healthy like always.
"Let's see if it's healed properly, okay, Bleu?" Blanc giggled as she grabbed ahold of that massive tummy, digging her fingers into all of that wonderful fat. All while tugging it apart and squishing it back together, focusing on the spot she had healed just a few seconds prior.
This was why Bleu couldn't handle it. Part of Blanc's healing process always involved making sure that the other person could handle their newly healed body. And since it happened to be a wound on her incredibly huge and honestly cumbersome belly...
"HhhaAAAAAHhhH!" Bleu cried out, grunting a little as she stumbled onto the bed behind her, sticking out her belly more as she moaned like a needy pig. Something about being touched like this, being loved like this, always made her body submit. No matter if it was Vert, Blanc, or even Rouge.
Blanc giggled. She really did love seeing Bleu this vulnerable. It made it worth healing her over and over and adding a bit to her weight every time. Especially since she got this soft over such a short period of time.
"Okay, Piggy Bleu. Let's see you squeal a tiny bit more..." And it brought out the darker-skinned girl's more dominant side too, her tender teasing turning into something more as the moans grew louder and more frequent...
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"Listen here you little shit, don't tell me I'm the one who fucked us over, you're the one at the bottom of the scoreboard!"
The angry sound of Vert's voice echoing through her room was amplified as she shouted into the microphone that was built into her Natura gear. Which was awfully convenient whenever she wanted to start gaming, especially considering every single one of her teammates happened to be missing several frontal lobes considering how shit they were at the game.
And did they have any excuses? Of course not. They weren't even close to hitting quadruple digits worth of weight, nor were they forced to balance their keyboards on their bellies to deal with the fact that they had destroyed any and all tables that could handle the keyboard's weight. It wasn't her fault that she needed a heavy duty keyboard that could handle the force of her keystrokes!
"I DON'T CARE-" *URRRRRP* "YOU WEREN'T PUSHING THE GODDAMN OBJECTIVE!" Vert shouted, letting a belch fly free in the process, as she grabbed the keyboard with her fat fingers... Well, with one hand of them, as she slammed it into one of her walls. That was the other reason she needed such a strong keyboard, so it wouldn't break when she got this angry.
The screen full of players suddenly dwindled until only she and the other idiot were left, indicating that she had just agreed to a simple 1v1. They had threatened her and thought that she was exaggerating their absolute lack of value to the team, and that they'd easily beat her in this kind of environment.
Vert simply just took a sip using the straw that was also built into her gear, leading to a tank of soda that was about to run out. She'd have to ask Blanc for refills later. Not just because she could hardly stand up, but because there was something much more important that she had to do.
She had to fucking destroy this absolute noob. And teach 'em not to underestimate her. Especially not when she was streaming her fat fucking body to so many fellow fatties...
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"Stop right there! You're not going to get away with what you've done!"
Natura Rouge cried out as she pointed towards an ordinary crook who had just tried to rob a bank, the bag full of money still hoisted over his shoulder as he naturally started to look fearfully at her. She was a superheroine, after all.
So what if she was like, extremely fat and weighed like two thirds of a ton? She was still able to do... Something to him. Right? Actually, come to think of it, wasn't she the one that had been on national TV after she got stuck when her allies caught one of those big time villains?
"Hey! Pay attention!" Rouge cried out, a blush on her cheeks as she stepped closer. She was going to pummel him thoroughly for having bad thoughts. She knew that she had them, there was no way that he wasn't!
Just as she got closer, she was forced to yelp as the red fabric that covered her body started to tear. Letting a bit of that sagging belly start slowly pouring out and weighing her down, to the point where she even started to trip and fall onto that oversized tummy, quickly wobbling back and forth.
The crook just stared as all of his fear had disappeared. Why was he afraid of this fatty? More than that, why did she try to fight when she clearly couldn't? Seriously, she should sign up for some sort of weight loss program so she could actually do something.
"Come baaaack!" Natura Rouge cried out as the crook just walked off solemnly, disgusted by her body even as he pitied her. All while her blush grew bigger as a result, her panting growing more intense as she rocked back and forth on her immobile belly...
"M-Mock me more with those eyes..." She panted. The fat masochist wouldn't get what she desired... And that in and of itself would keep her pleased until Vert finally came to pick her up...
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"B-Blanc? I-I..."
"What's the matter, my sweet butter ball?"
"B-Blanc. Seriously."
"Mmmmm?"
"I can't moooove!"
Natura Noir's voice echoed out through their shared bedroom, as the creaking from the bed underneath the black-haired girl grew louder while she did everything she could to try and move. But the sheer weight on her form made it hard to do so, only serving to put more pressure on the bed underneath her.
Her dearest friend, Natura Blanc, just giggled at the sight and the sound of her friend struggling so much. "But is that a bad thing, Noir? You don't need to fight or anything when you can't move. You just need to relax and eat." She chimed, putting her hands up on that massive belly and giving it a bunch of nice rubs. Mmmph, it felt even nicer than rubbing her abs when she still had them.
"B-But I'm a hero, don't I..." Noir blushed as she felt those hands run along her belly. They felt really nice. Like so comforting that she almost started to forget everything about this being a bad thing. She was content to just get rubbed over and over and over...
Blanc kissed that belly a lot. "Fatties aren't heroes, Noir." She said, almost a little degradingly so. "Fatties are cute lovers that should be shown off to everyone. Don't worry, I'll find a way to carry you outside when we go to your favorite fast food joint. You want me to buy them out so you can pig out as much as you'd like?" Blanc's dominant side was creeping out as she squeezed her fingers into this nice flab. Ah. She loved this. Loved how much that Noir depended on her... And how much fatter she could still grow.
Noir just whimpered and moaned, happy to make Blanc happy, at the cost of her own health...
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"Kyrie? What are you doing?"
Kyrie Kenzaki, alias Forge Ace, looked at the ball-shaped girl in her hands. The girl who had been small before, but thanks to everything that they had gone through recently, ended up nice and round. Probably shouldn't have brought her along for the fight against Inflate Ace. Or Cook Ace. Both of them had a hand in her partner growing to this size.
"Just wondering if you're actually full of something or if you're all hot air." Kyrie replied very dryly as she started sinking her fingers into her small Sprite's body, feeling them spring back the more she pushed into her. It definitely felt like she was full of something, but she wasn't sure if it was food or if it was just a lot of hot air.
Millin, the little Sprite herself, giggled as those fingers were kind of ticklish. "Don't touch me like that, Kyrie! It's tickling me!" The lil' girl trembled in those strong hands. She had never before been held by her partner like this, but if this was what it felt like, she'd have to try it more. Even when she wasn't big!
Kyrie squeezed and squeezed. Almost as if she was trying to force something out of little Millin. Mostly because she still wasn't sure if there was something in there, or if it was just air. That, and it actually felt really good to play with her like this. If it was up to her, she'd do this so much more. She'd play with her and cuddle her in bed for comfo-
*UUUUUUUUUUUURP*
Millin let out a big belch as she rapidly deflated in her partner's arms, until she was the same size as she had originally been. All while blushing because she had let out a big burp and her Mom always told her that it wasn't nice to burp with people around her. "Sorry, Kyrie! I-I couldn't hold it in because you kept doing all of that."
Kyrie just nodded, doing her best to avoid letting the little Sprite see the blush on her face.
She wanted her to do that again...
---
"Here, Millin. It's my treat."
Kyrie smiled as she held out a milkshake. Strawberry flavored. As sweet as the little Sprite that gave her the chance to save the other Aces that had done so much to help the people around the world.
"Oh! Thanks, Kyrie! Mom always told me I couldn't drink one of these!" Millin giggled as she floated a little closer to the bent straw, quickly suckling down as much of that pink goodness as she could. She wanted to really make sure that she drank it all, so she could get a good idea of the taste. She wasn't sure if she'd ever get a chance to drink some of this good stuff ever again!
Kyrie smiled a little more than she probably should as she saw the Sprite gulping down the milkshake bit by bit. It was very thick and filling for sure, to the point where the small Sprite already started to bloat out as it filled her teeny tiny stomach.
Bit by bit, Millin grew wider and thicker. She was turning into a balloon with a tummy full of nice cold milkshake goodness, her cheeks bright and red as she kept drinking without even thinking about the fact that she was getting way too round for her own good. So what? She was enjoying her milkshake! A gift from Kyrie, her bestest partner in the whole wide world!
Eventually, she popped off the straw, and she let out a powerful yet squeaky *URP*, her entire body trembling as the burp rippled through the milkshake inside her. All she could do was just sheepishly giggle at her uncouth behavior, especially as she landed on her partner's palms and started rubbing up against them. "Thaaaaanks for the milkshake, Kyrieeeee... M-Mind if I just sit here for a biiit?" She asked, panting as the rush of that good taste was keeping her from flying until her body adjusted to the weight.
Kyrie was more than happy to. All while blushing as she did her best not to grope away at that ball-shaped Sprite like her life depended on it.
She was just so disgustingly cute when she was this round...