“Shouta! Where’ve you gone! Have you gotten lost?”



Lucoa called out fruitlessly over the din of the new years festival, pouting and putting her hands on her hips. Shouta always seemed to get lost whenever she wanted to do something with him! And after she had gotten dressed up and everything in a yukata for him, one that had all eyes on her thanks to the extremely untraditional addition she had made of exposing her expansive cleavage. She shrugged and decided to head for the traditional shrine at the top of the hill next to them, figuring that if she met him anywhere, it’d be up there. With her boobs bobbing with each step she finally made it to the top, where families and couples were enjoying the Year of the Ox celebrations. She was a little envious both of the parents leading their adorable kids around, or being led around by them depending on how excitable they were, and the couples being lovey dovey without a care in the world. If only he hadn’t run away, then they could be just as lovey dovey…

Unfortunately she couldn’t seem to find him no matter where she poked her head, and with a disappointed pout, was forced to let it go. She’d stumble onto him when she did, probably in a compromising position somewhere near the other dragons and their friends, that was how things usually went. For now, she’d just have to have fun without him. She explored the shrine, engaging in the customs of the land she currently called home, until she noticed a faint whiff of magic coming from one of the stalls set up. There was a wall of good luck charms, simple amulets intended to be bought by tourists and guests then forgotten quickly the day after. To her surprise the charms did seem to be genuinely imbued with magic, perhaps the result of a monk or shrine maiden with unknowing magical talent and good intentions. She squinted at the inscription on it, an amulet of good fortune for the Year of the Ox supposedly promising that the owner will not go hungry.

Well, she thought with a smile, a little good fortune never hurt anybody! She bought the charm and wrapped it around her neck, letting it fall into her cleavage where it immediately vanished into the depths, with only a red string for a lifeline. Almost immediately, Lucoa’s stomach began to grumble, and loudly at that. It sounded like it was a good a time as any to go down and get something to eat back and the festival, and hopefully find Shouta! She nearly caused some of the others climbing down the stairs to tumble with the distraction her wobbling chest was causing, the slight magical hum from the amulet quickly forgotten, overshadowed by the tastes of the food and sweets she treated herself to on the rest of her search. Perhaps understandably, Lucoa never suspected that good luck charm intended for humans might have unexpected effects on a dragon…

–

“Shouta! You’re back!” Lucoa said happily, waiting at the door to envelop him in a pillowy hug as soon as she sensed him approaching the door. She giggled as he dived under her legs to avoid her boobalicious embrace, scrambling away and hiding around the side of a doorway, red in the face as always.

“D-don’t ambush me like that!” He complained. Lucoa put her hands on her hips, which seemed a little wider than usual.

“But you’re back so late today!” She pointed out. “Are you thinking about your homework?”



“I went over to a friend’s place, okay? We did our homework there!” He said defensively.

“You should tell me next time! I’d love to meet your cute little friends!” She clapped her hands together, and he went pale at the idea.



“Anyway!” She added. “You really should tell me when you’re going to be late! I made dinner and everything, but you took so long that I got hungry and ate it all!”

“That’s your problem, not mine.” He declared. “I’ll just make dinner myself!”



He stomped off to the kitchen, Lucoa impressed that the young boy was mature enough to make simple meals for himself, albeit only when he was very eager to prove that he didn’t need her help, only for her to hear his hurried footsteps back.

“There’s nothing in the pantry!” He complained. “You stupid dragon, you’ve been eating everything lately!”

“Have I?” Lucoa said innocently, playing with the red string of the amulet resting in her cleavage. She’d been carrying it around on her person for the last week, knowing that a good luck charm was only good if you kept it with you at all times. “I suppose I have been rather peckish today, I may have indulged a little…”

“Have you been hanging out with that office lady dragon or something? You’re going to get fat if you keep eating like this!” He said indignantly.

“Me? I would never.” Lucoa said with an easy-going smile and a quick pose that thrust her hips out. “I'm known across the land for my slender body, you know.”

“You don’t look so slender to me!” He shot back. Lucoa was softer and round at the best of times, but her sudden appetite was definitely catching up to her from what he could tell.

“You think so? I suppose my clothes have been feeling a little tight lately.” Lucoa noticed, looking down to see that she seemed to have a bit more cleavage in her favourite tank-top than usual. A “bit” more to her was a lot more to anybody else, easily going up a couple of cups sizes.  The hem had risen up thanks to her huge boobs getting even huger, letting a little bit of flabby belly poke out, enough to show that she had some obvious pudge threatening to become a full-on pot belly. If that wasn’t enough, her shorts were pinching in a little, causing a slight muffin top, and some obvious indentation around the thighs.

“You can go get fat for all I care, just stop eating all of my food!” Shouta complained, storming out the door. “I’m gonna go get stuff for dinner! You stay here, and don’t eat anything else!”



“Wait, Shouta! Let’s do the shopping together!” She followed him despite his protests, not taking his observations of her weight to heart at all…

–

“Wait, Shouta! You forgot to say goodbye!” Lucoa stood in the doorway and waved as Shouta fled to school. He had avoided her daily hug, feeling like with how strangely chubby she was getting, it might genuinely suffocate him this time. “Shou-ta!?”

Her enthusiastic waving was punctuated by a loud and sudden snap as she had thrust her chest out and sent it bouncing, one final hop just to make sure she could really see him spelling doom for her bra, which had snapped the string like it was made of dental floss. She hurried back inside, hoping to not be arrested by indecency again.

“Oh dear, how did this happen?” She wondered obliviously, now a little over two weeks having passed since she had started wearing the amulet daily. Despite its promises of the user never going hungry, she had found herself absolutely ravenous since! She had been spending most of her free time visiting various cafes, restaurants, food stands, and any other eatery she could find, and all this eating had added up on her figure. Although it seemed impossible to anybody who had seen her usual figure for the first time her boobs had gotten even bigger, awe-inspiringly so. All that fat had gone to her chest fist and foremost, causing her breasts, already bigger than her head, to start to look almost twice the size of her head, heavy and all-encompassing. They were so big that they had reduced her once comfortable tank top to something that resembled a rather inadequate sports-bra, exposing her entire bulging gut to the world if they could drag her eyes away from her boobs long enough to gawk at it. She had sprouted a comfortable pot belly, a large gut that hung out over the waist of her painfully undersized shorts, with a hefty muffin top that sagged out over the rest. Her shorts seemed like they were a layer lower than the rest of her hips and legs, digging into her chunky thighs which bulged outwards, the shorts serving only as a prison they were desperate to escape from.

“Shouta might have been right when he said I was getting a little chubby.” Lucoa made a generous understatement, fishing out her almost comically inadequate bra. She was used to bras that were a little tight, but this one had been almost choking her, wearing it for lack of anything better in her wardrobe. “Perhaps it’s time for replace the old wardrobe…”

Lucoa headed to the local mall, turning heads as usual, but even moreso now. Certain men and women with tunnel vision couldn’t drag their eyes away from her larger than life chest, a few noticing her puffy nipples poking through the thin, overtaxed fabric of her top. Others noticed that despite her generous proportions she was quite obviously fat, her gorgeous features rimmed with a healthy layer of gently jiggling fat. What others agreed was that although she was big in certain areas, the inevitable side-effect was that the rest of her was getting pretty big as well.

Nobody was more aware of this than the poor employee that Lucoa towered over, the diminutive girl’s eyes bulging out of her head when the blonde dragon walked into her store.

“W-w-w-what can I help you with today, ma’am?” She mumbled, suddenly feeling an incredible sense of inadequacy at her B-cup chest. She’d seen this busty beauty around recently, but she had been certain that when she saw her a few weeks ago that she hadn’t been this big!

“Do you think you could help me with my measurements? I’ve gotten a little bigger lately.” She said breezily.

“O-of course, ma’am!” She stumbled around to grab her measuring tape, gulping as she was led into a rather tight change room to wrap it around her. She wondered if she’d even have enough tape to fit around her breasts, but just barely managed to do it. She heard a slight giggle as she pulled it a little too tight around her nipples, causing the employee to blush redder than Shouta. Next were her hips, far too big for the shorts they were stuffed into. What brought her back down to earth a little was her waist. That gut was nothing to sneeze at, and allowed the employee to tell herself that although this girl was bustier than a marble statue, her eating habits that had given it to her were clearly catching up with her.

“Do you need any other help, ma’am?” The employee asked, Lucoa shaking her head and sending her slight but noticeable second chin wobbling.

“You wouldn’t happen to have these in my size, would you?” She gestured to her usual clothes…

–

“Coming!” Tohru called, maid uniform fluttering as she skipped out of the kitchen to answer the door. Kobayashi was working overtime then planned to go drinking with her co-workers afterwards and Kanna was at a sleepover with her friends, leading her to invite Lucoa over for dinner to catch up, seeing as she hadn’t had the chance to see her for a few weeks now. However, when she opened the door her eyes nearly bulged out of her head at the overwhelming orbs and the plump dragon they were attached to that she was greeted by. She reeled back, stammering as boobs that made her look as flat as Kobayashi wobbled their way into her apartment, forcing her to realise that the rest of the dragon was quite large as well. She nearly bumped the doorframe with her hips, each of her thighs nearly as fat as Tohru’s tail and causing an enormous bulge in the thigh gap between her stockings and her shorts. She had a proud second chin, one that complimented her naturally soft features, and gave her an air of innocence as she seemed hardly concerned by her own newfound size.

“Everybody seems to shocked to see me for some reason. This is the third time this week!” Lucoa sighed, rubbing one of her chubby cheeks.

“They should be!” Tohru retorted. “What kind of curse have you been afflicted with while I wasn’t looking? You’re huge!”

“Oh, I’m sure I’m not that big. No need to be dramatic.” Lucoa brushed it off, impressing the typically breezy Tohru with her lack of concern. “Besides, I haven’t been hit by any curses lately. I left most of the people who’d want to do that to me back in the other world…”

“Oh no, I’m getting some serious cursed vibes from you right now.” Tohru shook her head. “There is no way you blow up like this in a month without at least a little witchcraft!”

“I’m telling you, I’m sure there’s no curse!” She insisted as Tohru squinted at her, inspecting her and looking for any errant magical signals. “I’ve just been eating a little more than usual, that’s all.”



“Dragons don’t get fat that easily! If overeating was all it took Elma wouldn’t be able to walk.” Tohru reminded her with a wag of her finger. “Miss. Kobayashi is always telling me that if she ate as much as I did all her co-workers would be able to tell… Hmm? Lucoa, what’s that around your neck?”

“Oh, this?” Lucoa stuck a hand deep into her cleavage, then deeper still, digging around to finally produce the amulet she had been wearing religiously for the last month to the point of getting used to its magic hum and tuning it out. “I got it from a shrine, isn’t it cute?”

“What’s that thing supposed to do, exactly?” Tohru queried, thinking to herself that it didn’t matter how cute it was if nobody could see the thing. Just like how Kobayashi didn’t let her show her the cute underwear she picked out just for her…

“Something about not letting the owner go hungry? It’s certainly not doing a very good job of it…”

“Gimme that for a second.” Tohru took it, and immediately figured out what had happened upon feeling its magic. “Well, you’re right, this has magic cast on it to prevent starvation, it lowers the metabolism and reduces hunger pangs. That is, on humans!”



“Oh?” Lucoa raised an eyebrow.

“Magic for humans sometimes goes screwy on dragons.” Tohru sagely informed her. “Don’t get me started on human love potions! This thing got corrupted by your natural dragon magic and did the exact opposite.”

“Oh my.” Lucoa exclaimed with mild surprise. “That certainly explains that. And you’re saying I should get rid of it?”



“Oh, I’m suggesting nothing of the sort.” Tohru said with an evil gleam in her eyes. “I just wanted to get to the bottom of this because I was wondering just what had given you that magnificent chest of yours! Now that I know, I want in!”

Lucoa giggled. “D for Dragon isn’t good enough for you anymore?”



“Apparently it’s not good enough for somebody.” Tohru said bitterly. “My attempts to seduce Miss Kobayashi with them never work. I’m sure she’s actually a size queen and I’m just not big enough for her! Whatever it is, I want some of those!”



Tohru enviously groped Lucoa, who smiled as her beach ball sized boobs were squished this way and that.

“But won’t Miss Kobayashi be concerned and stop you if you start putting on weight?” Lucoa pointed out.

“Not if I get huge boobs first!” Tohru cackled, holding the amulet tightly. After a few seconds and some whispered spells it began to glow, and instantly, there was a deep, echoing groan from the two’s stomachs, howling out as if they hadn’t eaten in months. The amulet was outputting its botched magic at many times its usual intensity, wreaking havok on the two dragons just as Tohru wanted. Lucoa’s slight apprehension towards Tohru’s plan was snuffed out by a primal hunger, and Tohru began to salivate both at her plan to get huge and her dinner waiting in the kitchen. She’d made enough for Kobayashi to eat once she got home, plus lunch tomorrow, but now it was all going on the dinner table!

“Let’s start right away, shall we?” Tohru grinned, using up the last of her maid’s dignity before rushing to the kitchen while Lucoa politely but swiftly sat herself down in a chair far too small for her expansive posterior. With a number of plates balanced in her hands, the drooling Tohru poked her head back towards her.

“You don’t mind tail, do you?”

–

By the time Tohru had everything on the table, the two were nearly delirious with hunger. What was intended to be several meals had been combined into one gigantic feast, and it had a bit of everything in it. Plates of juicy meat, pies, stew, roast chicken, western food, Asian food, whatever she could get her hands on and more, topped off with her characteristically huge lopped off and cooked tail. Tohru barely had time to grab cutlery before the two descended upon it all like animals, albeit with just enough self-awareness to keep themselves clean. Their cheeks were stuffed to the brim with as much as they could fit into their mouths at a time, washed down with some soda Tohru had dug out of the fridge for extra calories. In under a minute Tohru’s belly was already bulging, visibly distended beneath her apron. The red ribbon tied around her waist started to indent into her food, rapidly converted into pure fat by the turbo-charged amulet, turning hundreds of calories into thousands, thousands into tens of thousands, tends of thousands into hundred. With how juicy and rich the meal was, it was no wonder that she was quite literally packing on the pounds by the second.

As the feast went on and she and Lucoa ate and ate, somebody could see them bloating up in real time. Inches were added to her cute face, filling out to the sides as a second chin sprouted and blossomed, a tiny bulge practically falling downwards as it rounded out her face. Her thighs began to squish against each other on her chair as her ass expanded out of it, spilling over the sides as her gut began to press against the table, a pure pot belly that forced her to loosen her ribbon to give it room to grow. Her D-cups became E-cups, then F-cups,then far beyond, pushing outwards until they were almost as big as her head. Her arms, moving in a blur of motion to snatch up everything in sight, turned flabby themselves, increasing in width as her biceps began to droop under their own weight, turning as puffy as the shoulders of her maid uniform. Her perfect hourglass waist turned barrel-like, although said hourglass was maintained by her ever-expanding hips.



Finally, not noticing until it was gone, the food ran out. Tohru’s arms kept moving, but there was nothing left to jam down her greedy gullet. She realised this and jumped to her feet with a bounce, feeling her doubled weight move with momentum. Her boobs, bigger than her head, bounced pleasingly, although her belly bounced just as much. It had expanded more rapidly than her chest, resulting in a third orb that stuck out just as far as her boobs, Tohru sadly discovering that her body’s fat allocation was not as boob-centric as Lucoa’s. Still, it was a good start.

“I’ll make more!” She almost shouted, rushing to the kitchen with her body jiggling like jelly. Lucoa waved to her as she sizzled up more, grabbing everything in the fridge and pantry and getting it onto a pan or chopping board, so long as it could be prepared quickly. Snacks were dragged out and munched on in the meantime, or tossed over to Lucoa who seemed to be in no position to get up out of her seat. She had expanded in a similar fashion, although Tohru had been the more competitive of the two and taken the lion’s share of dinner and gotten fatter faster. Lucoa required two chairs to seat her colossal ass, and although her gut was nothing to sneeze at, her boobs had gotten so big that they sagged down over it and obscured most of it, and almost made it difficult to reach the food in front of her past it.

The two ate, ate, and ate some more, until finally there was nothing left to eat. Everything had been reduced to crumbs or a pile of grease on a plate and scattered bones, and Tohru, who had been scurrying between the kitchen and the table, finally collapsed onto the nearby sofa, groaning as her amulet-fuelled stomach was temporarily satiated. Lucoa was completely stuck in her chair, unable to stand, similarly groaning and rubbing her overstuffed belly while Tohru more tenderly stroked it, then started giggling as she hugged her own now massive boobs, although her belly was so big it started to distract from it. Her hips spilled out over the sides of the cushions, and it was a testament to the strength of her dress that it somehow managed to contain it, while her loose apron was draped over her bulk, totally unable to cover it anymore. Even her tail was bloated, as thick towards the end as it once was at the base.

Eventually, Lucoa managed to bring herself to speak, wondering if they had gone too far. She was fairly confident in her ability to lose weight, but this certainly was a lot…

“So…” She said breathily. “You seem to have gotten what you want. Shall we dispose of that amulet now, before it makes us even bigger?”



“Are you kidding?” Tohru gasped out, face flushed. “I’m just getting started! I haven’t even used the amulet on Kobayashi yet! I bet with a little tuning I can get it to work on humans too! One whiff of it and she’ll finally eat my tail! Plus, she’ll be all soft and cuddly!”



“Oh dear.” Lucoa was too full to do anything but sit there and watch as Tohru struggled to her feet, groaning as she cradled her belly and staggered towards the door.

“I’m heading to the konbini for groceries!” She declared, slipping her shoes on and rushing out, leaving Lucoa to strew and stare at the amulet, her stomach already growling again. On the bright side, she was certain that with a body like this it’d be much easier to corner Shouta…