[Slob, Weight Gain]

"Whooaaaa... This is..."

"It's real neat, ain't it?"

Two young women found themselves standing inside what seemed to be a pristine looking white apartment, with everything sparkling as the sun shone in through the window. Or rather, that's what it looked like. But upon closer inspection with the window, it was easy to tell that it was a very advanced video screen and heating relay setup. It was displaying a feed of the world outside, and adjusting the heat that poured into the apartment as a result.

This was one of the many inventions that dotted the inside of the apartment. This was one of Atlas Corp's newest endeavors. A Home of the Future. Guaranteed to keep their buyers nice and sedated and easy to manipulate by keeping them dependent on their home, making it easier for them to buy more things they might need in the future. That was the intent as described to Byakko, the head of IT, by her boss and pseudo-brother, Atlas.

The intern with the bright eyes that stood at her side, however? She only knew that it was supposed to tend to the owner with everything it had available. Just the sheer design of the apartment was enough to make her eyes light up with stars. "This place is amazing, Ma'am! I can't believe this is something that you've been working on!"

Byakko grinned as her grey tail swished back and forth. "Well, when you're as smart as I am, and as devoted to making sure that everything clicks into place as ordered... Of course the end result is something damned amazing." The short kitten explained as she walked towards the lone couch in the living room space, stretching a bit as the seat underneath her adjusted to compensate for her weight and her height, making sure that the seat underneath was the perfect softness to compliment her frame. "Why don't you take a seat? I bet you'll be amazed by the couch too, Natsuki"

"M-May I? Oh, thank you so much, Ma'am!" The intern, a young lass by the name of Natsuki Maki, smiled as she very nearly did get seated. Unfortunately, just as she had reached the armrest, she felt something vibrating inside her pocket. "Oh! Oh, sorry, Ma'am. My dad's calling me. He wants to check up on me around this time, you know how it is." She chimed.

"Head outside and do it then. I won't keep ya, I know what parents are like." Byakko said, stretching a bit as she let herself almost sink into the back of the couch. It was perfect. She had to compliment Genbu later for the design of these things, they were almost as soft as her arms... And those things were way softer than they looked too. Maybe she should ask Suzaku if she could do a fashion brand based on Genbu's soft scales and loving arms...

Natsuki nodded as she headed straight out the door, only to quietly close it behind her. She didn't want one of her possible bosses to end up listening in on her private conversation. It was just common courtesy after all.

Unfortunately, by doing this she didn't realize that she had activated the automatic lock of the door. After all, since the apartment was still a prototype and since there might be a couple of corporate spies lurking around, they couldn't allow it to stay open at all times. Not when there was this much expensive tech on the line.

Byakko's ear twitched as she heard the sound of a lock clicking into place, and a bit of sweat slowly started to pour down her face. Surely that wasn't anything importantly. Surely she was just hearing things. Yeah. She was just imagining that she had gotten locked into this advanced home with no real exit. Buuut just to be safe...

The short IT head jumped off the soft couch and quickly clawed at the door leading out of the apartment. But not only did her claws slide right off the synthetic paint that served to give the apartment the wonderful shade of white that made it seem so futuristic, the door itself didn't even budge the tiniest bit. There was no way around it. She was completely and utterly trapped inside one of her own creations. How ironic.

"God damn-" Byakko muttered before just letting a bit of smoke fume its way out of her ears as she went back to the soft couch. She sat down, and she crossed her arms, and she pouted. Because she had basically done this to herself. If she had specified that the girl should let the door stay open, she would've probably been able to get out without any issue...

As the grumpy kitten sat there on the couch, the systems inside the apartment started to turn on. And a digitized voice started to echo out around her. "Welcome home, Master. How may we serve you on this fine day?" The voice had a few feminine tones and masculine tones mixed in. Mostly because the final voice over hadn't been synthesized yet, and nobody had decided if the system should be represented by either gender. This was what they could cook up as a prototype.

Byakko sighed as she slowly started to lay down on the couch, very nearly getting swallowed by it before it adjusted to handle her full weight. "I'm hungry." She said, giving the system an incredibly simple indicator. If it couldn't understand this, then they'd have to scrap it entirely.

It didn't take long before several sets of hands started to lower from the ceiling, acting as a sort of conveyor. Most of the hands were busy in the kitchen, digging into the fridge to prepare different kinds of dishes. "How hungry, Master?" The voice of the apartment's system spoke out again, to confirm what it had heard.

"Hungry." Byakko replied with a stern tone. She could care less about the quality. She just wanted something to eat.

"As you wish." The system replied, and the hands seized up for a second. Some of the hands were swapped out for rather violent looking tools like flamethrowers and chainsaws, but not long after that, a table was pulled over to the kitten's couch, with several dozen burgers stacked taller than her head were plated side by side. Each of them on their own being more than enough to make one's mouth overflow with drool, each of them ready to be dug into at a moment's notice.

Byakko did her very best to not get lost in how delicious the feast looked. But she really couldn't. It looked so damn delicious. Then again, she had programmed the apartment to be able to deliver the best kind of food possible at a moment's notice. And if there was something that could satiate a hungry individual in a matter of seconds, it was the biggest and baddest burgers one could make.

Thankfully, the system also knew what to do if the user didn't input a command during consumption. Two hands reached down and gently grabbed ahold of both ends of the kitten's mouth, opening it ever so slightly to allow for another hand to cram the food into her mouth. Maybe she had made it a bit too rough in that way, but this was to ensure that even if they couldn't move, they'd be getting the meals that they needed.

One thing that did help with how rough the force-feeding mechanism felt, were the extra hands that were dedicated to pampering. Several of those gentle gloved hands rubbed up against her belly, especially as the first bulge from her swallowing a whole burger popped out on her tummy. They rubbed away at the bulge, and any soreness or discomfort was quickly dealt with. It actually felt nice to get rubbed like this. So nice...

By the time that Byakko regained complete awareness, the table in front of her had been completely emptied. There was not a single burger remaining on the table. All of them had gathered down below, inside her tummy. And what a tummy it was now. Even with all those hands brushing and rubbing up against her, it was easy to tell that she had gained weight... And that was before it all digested.

"While your meal digests, bathing shall commence." The voice stated, as many more hands started to lift the fat cat off her couch and into the bathroom. Although she wasn't a fan of being carried like this, just this once she'd allow the procedure...

Maybe she'd take a nap after everything was said and done...

---

"Good morning, Master."

Byakko let out a bit of a groan and a bit of a yawn. It was honestly a bit of both at this point. Moving had gotten troublesome ever since a week or so had passed. At this point? She didn't really remember how long it had been since she came into the apartment. Only that she enjoyed the experience.

"Don't worry about commands." The system said, as it had done several days in a row at this point. "Your morning meal, your mid-morning meal, lunch, midday meal, afternoon meal, evening meal, pre-nap meal, and midnight snack are all being prepared." There were at least three more meals in that list compared to the morning before. As she had asked. Because she got way hungrier than she expected.

Byakko yawned a bit as she shuffled around on the couch. The couch that she had long since filled out. Thanks to the apartment doing everything to satiate her needs, she didn't need to move much. Which meant that any attempt to stop herself from gaining weight would ultimately prove futile, which was exactly why she currently had a belly that made up 50% of her total size, the very same belly quietly lounging off the side of the couch as it brushed against the floor.

"Hungry..." Was all that the kitty muttered. Really, it was all that she needed to mutter. The apartment's system had learned the delicate parts of her vocabulary and the intricacies of the way she made her hunger known to properly assert how much food was needed and how quickly.

In this case, the table in front of her that usually stored her food... Was covered in old plates. Due to the sheer needs that she had displayed, any attempts to properly wash the porcelain up had been rendered null and void. The plates, after they had been licked clean with the help of one of the hands to guide the lazy kitten's head to control the path of her tongue, just stacked on top of one another. And that was the case today as well, as the burgers that usually served as her lunch were being stacked side by side as her first meal of the day.

But unlike the barbaric method that the hands used before, where they crammed the burger into her mouth after forcing it open with two other hands, the system had adapted to a much simpler and much more humane approach.

It stuck a funnel straight into the fat cat's mouth, letting her suck on it to make sure that it had a firm connection, before mushing those burgers into the funnel. By doing this, Byakko could swallow the paste that the burgers became and still get herself nice and fed.

So what if it wasted effort, and made a mess of the kitchen and the living room as a result? It didn't really matter as long as the Master was kept satisfied and pampered. Even if the kitchen was being covered in burn marks and various dropped ingredients and smears of ketchup due to the way the burgers were still being haphazardly prepared, and the the living room becoming a pigsty due to the size of the funnel meaning bits and pieces of the burger went flying all over the floor and the couch and the kitty's fat belly.

Byakko certainly didn't care too much about the fact she was making a mess. As long as she got fed, she was nice and happy. Especially as she swallowed more and more of that incomprehensible breakfast paste, her stomach rumbling and groaning as it was being fed.

That sweaty stomach, which had popped free from the top of her suit the day after she had been locked into this apartment, was being rubbed and kissed and caressed by not only synthetic hands, but lips as well. All to make sure that the system's Master was being properly cared for. Nothing else mattered.

The system ran diagnostics while it was stuffing its Master's gut full of more burgers. "Cleaning routine... Skip, too much time devoted to not satisfying the Master. Bathing routine... Skip. Master showed discomfort upon being raised from her resting spot. Personal pleasure routine... Running now." It went through several of the subroutines that were used to keep the Master and the apartment at a satisfactory level, with both cleaning up the mess in the apartment and cleaning the poor kitty being completely ignored due to the fact that the kitty would throw a fit if she wasn't being pampered at every possible moment.

One of the few ways that she needed to be pampered that stood out compared to the way that she was being fed at every juncture, was by having the hands pleasuring her holes. Whether that was the enormous hole on the front of her belly, the mere act of fingering it being enough to make the kitten mewl, or the ones down below.

Since the only time she had been bathed resulted in Byakko's clothes getting drenched, it was no wonder that she hadn't bothered to take them off. The only way to reach the soft center underneath it all was by piercing through the suit and the drenched underwear underneath. Something that had already been done more than a couple of times before by the hands, as the thick fingers forced themselves through the holes that had already been made in her panties.

Byakko let out pleasure-filled mewls as she was given the best kind of pleasure that a fat cat like her might want. So much so that once she finally tasted air in her funnel again, it barely took a few more seconds before she let out a casual moan and then collapsed back into a state of sleep, snoring away as the machines that made up the apartment continued to churn away without any orders.

This was the way that her life went through its paces. She woke up, she got fed, she got pleasured in the most important holes, and then she had an immodest orgasm and went back to bed to sleep for about an hour or two. Then she'd get fed again, she'd get pleasured, she'd get rubbed all over to make sure the extremely digestive food had properly settled inside her tummy, and then she'd sleep again.

The apartment hardly resembled the pretty and futuristic locale that it had when she first stepped in. Whether it was due to the stains from her food, or her slobbish odor fogging up the room. Honestly, if not for the fact that she could barely see already, she would've had trouble seeing anything from the way the room had gotten so full of her own warm air and hot breaths...

Not that it mattered to Byakko. She was satisfied just by passing out and snoring for the hour or so that she could stay asleep. By the time she'd wake up again, she would've probably fogged up the room more...

But as long as she could feed, it was all okay...

---

"Thank you so much, Ma'am!"

"Hah, don't mention it, Kiddo. I was wondering where Byakko had been. Guess she got herself hooked on one of her own inventions, eh?"

Byakko could hear two familiar voices. But she really didn't think too much about it. Because she was still busy feeding from her funnel. She was still hungry...

"Hooked..? That's... Not exactly what I would say here..." The younger of the two voices belonged to the intern that had accidently shut the kitten in here, Natsuki. She looked at her fattened up boss with a worried look on her face, and her thighs pinched together.

The other voice belonged to one of the other Saints of Atlas Corp, Genbu, who just laughed a bit. "Don't worry, Nat." The older and stronger woman laughed as she pulled up her shirt ever slightly to reveal her scaled six pack. "I was once that huge. But you lose that weight over the years, and ya grow stronger. Ya just need the right push." She explained, brushing aside the fact that she really hadn't been as fat as Byakko was at this point.

Natsuki slowly nodded. "Then... What do we do with her?" She let the idea sink into her mind, all while walking closer to the kitten stuck on the couch. She was actually kind of cute, with her body this huge and her arms and legs non-functional due to how thick and short they were...

"Well, if ya wanna keep an eye on her, I'll fix up the machines a bit. Maybe tune them up so they won't break as easily, and then we'll see how long Byakko takes to notice. If you want, you can keep her company in here." Genbu explained, tugging on her sleeves as she rubbed her hands together. "I bet you'd look real cute next to her. She's just the cutest when she's this docile."

If she wanted to stay here at Atlas Corp and make a good impression... Then being cute together with Byakko was a good idea, wasn't it? That's what Natsuki's mind argued at least, as she put her hand on the kitten's tummy, rubbing it ever slightly.

A brief but seemingly affectionate burp left the kitten's lips, as Natsuki smiled. Yes, this was definitely the way forward. She had never been this fat before, but... She'd give it at try at least. All for her boss.

Besides, she did promise that she could try the apartment out. It was only fair. Much like it didn't even cross the other Saint's mind that it was a bad thing that the kitten was this fat. And that she probably shouldn't be encouraging her intern to be this big either.

One thing was certain. The Home of the Future was going to be brought to its absolute limits to handle those two.