"Curiosity’s Curves 2: What goes around, becomes a-rounded"
By: Dr-Black-Jack
Based on the original characters of: ThePervertWithin

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Tori Rocher could not find her lucky socks. She could have sworn that she had laid them out next to the bathrobes before she gotten in the tub but a quick glance at the freshly folded pile by the sink suggested otherwise. Milk dripped from the dog girl’s chocolaty skin as she heaved herself from the dairy-filled waters, trailing a discontinuous line of frothy white from one corner of the bathroom to the other as she hastily widened her search area. Towelling off could wait. She had to find them quickly before anyone else saw them.

Small, white and with a little blue cloud stretched around the middle, they went against her tough and street-wise punk persona in every single way but she just couldn’t bring herself to ever throw them out. They were the first thing she had ever successfully shop-lifted, completely by accident of course, and served as a reminder of her life on the street. More importantly, they were also the last articles of her original clothing which still fit her ever since the events of day she had come to live at the Kirsa estate. Tori was never very fond of the idea of charity without at least a little of her own input. Everything else she had was provided by the mansion’s wealthy, if not a little eccentric, proprietor as penance for what she had done to her figure.

“Please, PLEASE let them be in here somewhere.”

Searching the enormous master bathroom was no easy feat for anyone, let alone for a 19 year old dog-girl who weighed in excess of 580 pounds. Certain ‘experiments’ had been to blame for her expansion to nearly 6 times her original size, more than enough to burry any hints of her former thinness beneath more than a finger’s breadth of wobbling fat. Even with all the space available, the shifting weight of a pair of blubbery breasts and gargantuan belly hanging heavily over her massive thighs still made it cumbersome to get around.

A mess of short black hair bounced about her shoulders with every movement, showing off her puffy cheeks and portly double-chin. Each step she took with those fleshy tree-trunks for legs sent tremors through out her softness and built up an uncomfortable friction which burned hottest from her loins right down to her knees. Tori’s days spent as sprinting around the city seemed a thing of the past as she resigned herself to a life of constant snacking and limited mobility.

“...maybe they slid behind the sink....”

Shifting her size from standing to sitting was a time consuming process, but one which could not be avoided lest she fall flat on her face and gut. Her belly’s lower most fold made contact with the cold tile beneath her sooner than her pudgy palms as she lowered herself and spilt out before her like an overturned jello mould to drastically alter her centre of balance. The length of her bushy tail responsively angled itself with her ever gargantuan form’s ever shifting equilibrium to pump like the handle on a car-jack as her pneumatic figure recalibrated itself to steady her descent. By the time she had nearly gotten all of herself on the floor, her sizable stomach took the initiative to try and keep her there as its dark bulges oozed over her lap like molasses. She chose to lean backwards to look under the sink rather than fight an unbeatable battle against that wall of cocoa-coloured flesh.

“Ah, there they are...and all the way at the back as well...”

Her body looked tremendous when she was standing, colossal when she was sitting and resembled a sheer mountain of magnanimous feminine folds as she lay on her back trying to get a better view of the shadowy folds underneath. Even with youth and extremely quick growth to spare her from too much sagging, her breasts and belly remaining wonderfully round and perky, allowing her body to lay supine had left gravity in charge of deciding how her bulk was to be distributed. Tori’s bottom-heavy body soon pitched over her sides in a display of flesh and force, creating the illusion that she was melting into her the wobbling sea of her own prodigious girth. She looked to be getting fatter by the minute. Calves clapped, thighs thundered, her soft and swollen stomach surged over to censor her sex whilst her relatively normal-sized breasts rested comfortably atop her chest and her belly’s slope. The inflated folds of her arms squeaked upon the tiles as her portly fingers dragged them forward to probe around the underside of the sink.

“Almost...almost...”

She had to move deeper. Pressing her double-chinned features against the cold marble, she could feel that the mystery item was almost within reach. Soft and fabric-like sensations grazed the ends of her fingertips, with the same coarse and grainy texture of a pattern embroidered into the middle. Though she was in no position to turn her cheek to see it, she was certain that it had to be either the articles of missing clothing she was looking for or a dirty wash rag at the worst. Either way, she’d never truly be certain until she yanked it into the light.

“Eh...”

That was odd. Where she had been so certain that she had touched what she was looking for only a second ago, those pudgy digits of hers had seized nothing but air. The dog girl’s blubbery arms immediately swept to the left and to the right and as far back against the wall as she could reach but there wasn’t anything there either. The little strip of fabric which she had been touching was nowhere to be found. Tori rolled onto her still moist belly and breasts for leverage and rested her head against her pillow upper arms as she took a second look underneath.

The fabric shadow was gone. Or rather, it had somehow managed to migrate behind the toilet. It didn’t stay there for long however as it slipped around the other side of the porcelain bowl and then speedily shuffled towards the towel racks.

From her laying position on the bathroom floor, she could barely see over the chocolate horizon formed by her unrestrained stomach as the shadow crept past the underside of her feet. The struggling dog girl could only roll about helplessly as it moved around her blind spot with barely a second’s transition between her lusciously lumpy love handles and finally towards the bathroom entrance. A small hint of white with an embroidered blue cloud was the last of what Tori noticed before it silently slipped through a gap between those broad double-doors and out into the main corridor.

“W-what the hell was THAT” Tori shrieked as she struggled to heave herself upright. “I’ve seen a lot of weird things, but never have I seen anything quite like that. That was way too quick to be a mouse and far too strong to have been any bug I’ve ever seen...But whatever it is, that thing’s still not getting away with my lucky socks!”

Tori’s entire body seemed to quake as she forced herself further forward, the effort remoistening her skin with sweat where the milk bath remnants had finally dripped clean. With one arm outstretched, she steadied herself and with the other she reached for the top of the sink to lift her enormity as quickly as she possibly could. It was hard work pushing out over her flowing belly. Her tits pitched forward over her upper roll’s great circumference only to be followed shortly by the stretched out bulge of her great apron which eventually resumed its rightful place over her crotch and thighs. Going from laying to standing in a single motion wasn’t something she had tried in a while but she had to skip a few steps if there was any hope of catching up to her scampering socks.

Standard bathrobes weren’t meant for girls her size but it was either that or run throw the halls of the mansion naked. Stuffing her fat arms into the silky sleeves, she allowed the ends to drape freely over the folds of her flab and left the long fabric belt to trail behind the great shelf of her wobbling behind. Fat quivered, thighs rubbed together, and flecks of moisture began to collect between her silky folds with every step but she would not break the building momentum of her stately waddle as she reached for the door handle.

“Come back here!” Tori roared, her already busty chest inflating further with self-assurance. “I’m not done with you yet! I’ll find you no matter where you...”

The confidence in the dog girl’s voice quickly drained as she set foot into what she thought would be the fluffy red carpet of the mansion hallway. A cold, wet crunch waited to greet her naked toes instead.

“...what...”

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The Kirsa mansion was not a place where anything could be found with ease. The entire estate had been constructed as a literal maze where every long stretch of hallway was mirrored in design with innumerable twists and turns and row after row of white-framed doors equally spaced apart with maybe a pot plant or painting in between. That simple yet repetitive layout was only the first layer of the puzzle of the mansion however as the contents found behind each of the doors was anything but predictable.

Rooms containing experiments ranging from the exact time it took to cook a hardboiled egg to ones with great mechanical arms that searched clouds to try and find that legendary ‘silver lining’ were but a few examples of what awaited unwary individuals. They held the answers to questions which not many ‘normal’ people ever think to ask, but were still those budding scientific thoughts that came and went when a person was idle. Science flowed thick through Lindt Kirsa’s veins and spurred her quest to gather these obscure facts and knowledge which might someday be used for the greater good. At least that was her excuse to fill every square inch of her house with a variety of unpredictable and sometimes dangerous research.

“It takes a steady hand, nyah~ One wrong move and it’ll turn out...bad”

The image of a ‘mad scientist’ may have fit her peculiar personality but Lindt never really quite looked the part. Her long silvery hair, big round eyes, nice full lips and curvy 240 pound figure made her look far more like the innocent, overfed heiress she had been groomed to be. The cat girl never really saw a reason why she couldn’t be both, however, as gaining weight to maintain her affluent image and flaunting her fuller figure at various conferences and functions wasn’t enough to provide her with the curious mental stimulation which she sought. Allowing her mind to wander was her sanctuary from what she considered to be an otherwise boring life.

“Whew,” Lindt huffed as she set down a soldering iron. “This will be my greatest invention yet provided that all goes well. I do hope that I can get it finished in time.”

A beaming grin crossed the cat girl’s face as she happily sparked away in the confines of her newest laboratory. Though much more ‘cosy’ than the previous one where she had worked on Tori, she was delighted with the fact that all of her equipment was within reach of her chubby arms from her cross legged position at the centre with her desk. The only down side was how cold it could be as a result of almost everything around her being constructed entirely out of ice.

Oh how will this test turn out today, we’ll have to wait and see~
This will make the transistors purr; a cat-girl just like me~
Hmm...hmm...hmm-hm-hm-la-la-la-la-la~

The frost would not dampen her spirits. Lindt’s cheery tune echoed through the confines of her inventor’s igloo as she sorted through various bits and pieces she had laid out on the table. Steel nuts the size of her large pink nipples and specialised sheets of plastic as soft and supple as her own skin were but a few of the items littered the frosty surface, but it would take far more than that to hide the rolling girth of her blubbery cross-legged thighs underneath. The cat girl’s meaty display continued towards her astoundingly large ass imprinted against the snow beneath her lengthy skirt, her overflowing belly pouring out against the table and her thick, jiggling breasts supported by a simple cardigan. So lost was she in the joy of creation that she barely noticed how tight her outfits looked on her as they clung to her voluptuous body...or the bouts of muffled cursing coming from outside.

“Gah! What did I just step in...W-WHERE THE HELL AM I?!?!”

“Oh, she’s here early~nyan! I need to stall her for a little while longer.”

Pulling her meaty thighs from underneath their icy entrapments, Lindt somehow managed to manoeuvre herself through the constricting confines just large enough for her to stand upright at its widest point. Where a cube-shape with a higher ceiling would have been more practical, she had paid extra attention to detail to have her room crafted in the shape of a perfect dome. Flecks of frost scraped against the sides of her vanilla-white skin as her ass made contact with the narrowing walls, the cat girl taking extra care not to pinch the ruby red ribbon around her tail. Her breasts and belly were eventually dragged along the ground as she crawled through the tunnel leading to the entrance and finally out into the light.

“Nihao-nyan~!” Lindt waved cheerily as she dusted off her clothing. “I had a feeling you’d show up here eventually Tori but you weren’t supposed to come until after your bath. It’s not nice to spoil the surprise I’ve got prepared for you until it’s ready.”

It took Tori a few seconds to adjust her eyes to the new environment as she turned to that familiar voice. Everywhere she looked around she could see nothing but flawless white, a landscape which perfectly blended the cat-girl’s pale skin and silvery hair. From the dog girl’s perspective it looked like a plus-sized lilac cardigan had been addressing her, an overly exuberant remark coupled with a swaying skirt and tail ribbon.

“Lindt...what in the world...” Tori began slowly, tension beginning to build in her voice. ”WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON HERE?!”

“Now now, there’s no need to be upset ~nyan. Why don’t you take a look around for a little while and enjoy the scenery whilst I finish up.”

“NO!” Tori bellowed, slamming a pent up fist to shatter a nearby snow drift. “Please explain this to me right now!”

“Hmm...always so hot headed when you see something new aren’t you Tori...”

The cardigan and skirt inched steadily closer towards her and brought the rest of Lindt’s body into view. Her hourglass curves ran a stark contrast to Tori’s belly and butt combination, not only in the 400+ pound difference between them but also in the manner which they carried their respective forms.

Where the dog girl’s sheer enormity taxed her yet untrained muscles, giving her a clumsy sort of appearance as she struggled to keep herself standing, Lindt’s years of growing and stuffing herself never once compromised her regal posture which she carried with pride. A princess and a pauper for certain, she hoped that Tori’s days spent at the mansion would eventually help her come to appreciate what it was like to weigh more than a quarter of a ton and hopefully grow beyond it. The time for such thoughts would have to wait for another time however as the cat girl could see that her friend was already struggling against her weight. She decided to oblige her request before she collapsed into her folds.

“Well, this is what is commonly known as a Kirsa Virtual Space. It’s a special design which allows me to set various conditions for me to do my work and provide me with endless amounts of certain materials provided that at least one or two samples are actually present in the machine. I’ve crafted this entire winterscape using only a block of ice which I took from a lemonade glass in the kitchen, an ice-cream scoop that I was using and a piece of string I found in my pocket. Pretty cool huh? It allows me to maximize efficiency when I do my experiments.”

The withered look Tori gave let her know that she did not share her sentiments.

“If this is all for your crazy experiments, then why am I here too?!”

“Eh-heh,” Lindt sheepishly replied, unable to look her friend in the face. “To tell you the truth, it’s still in its experimental stages itself. Anytime anyone steps through that door, the program transfers them in forcefully. Serves you right for peeking.”

“But I was just coming out of the bathroom! Where else was I supposed to go?! Also, why do you insist on building more useless crap like that instead of actually getting some work done to change me back like you promised?!”

“Well, let’s just say the world could use more stuff like this in the future and leave it at that...We’ve got to think of the benefit to the collective before we can think about the gains of the individual.”

A chubby hand gripped Lindt’s shoulders and gave her a forceful squeeze. Tori’s icy glare contorted her double-chinned features into a scowl of disappointment which almost seemed to pierce right through the cat girl’s protective blubber and into her very soul. Lindt suddenly felt a lot smaller compared to the mammoth dog girl as she attempted to shrink back into the neck of her sweater.

“In any case,” Tori continued slowly, making sure that each of her words got through the cat girl’s scattered brain. “Take us back right now so that I can finish my warm bath. It’s freezing in here and I’ve got a few things to discuss with you afterwards.”

“Not gonna happen nyan~”

A cold wind blew through the slight gap between their almost touching bellies.

“Excuse me?”

“Well the truth is...if you came here from the bathroom and not from trying to peek inside my laboratory, that means that I forgot to implement an end condition for the program around us. The virtual space will completely spread until it takes over my entire mansion so that anyone who dares open the front gate would also be taken to where we are but not let them back out.”

Lindt gagged a little as Tori’s fingers dug into the ruffled neck of her cardigan and began to shake her intermittently.

“Are...Are you telling me that we’re gonna starve and die in this winter wasteland of yours?!”

“Uh-uh-uh...well-ell-ell, this-is-is a space that-at-at’s perfectly crafted-ed-ed to be completely habitable-le-le...The snow-ow around-ound us is completely-etly edible...We can survive-ive-ive for as long as we’d like-ike-ike....or hope we get-et-et the occasional pizza-a-a-a guy...”

Between the work of shifting her gigantic pillowy arms back and forth to throttle the now somewhat nauseous cat girl and that crushing realisation, Tori released Lindt from her grasp and collapsed to her knees on the snowy ground. Her sizable stomach hit the ice with a thunderous slam, leaving her belly’s imprint together with her hands as she finally grasped the grim situation.

“Then that means...that means...”

“That means our only problem is that we’ll be stuck in this space for all eternity~nyah.”

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“I-It’s so c-cold...” Tori shivered as she hugged her naked breasts close and rubbed the fat-filled bulges of her upper arms.

“Yeah, it’s supposed to be for the components I’m using...just bare with it for a little longer okay?”

“T-That’s easy for you to s-say! You’re not the one wearing n-nothing but a bathrobe in the snow! If you were e-expecting me, you could at least have a-altered your igloo to hold b-both of us...”

“Ha-nyan~ I’ll admit that was an oversight on my part. I’ll be sure to widen the doorway so that all of you can come inside next time.”

Hours had passed since Tori and Lindt had resigned their fates to an eternity of frost with nothing but the clothes on their back and the igloo laboratory to keep them warm. Although the ice-sculpted structure did a fine job of retaining both their body heat and that produced by the sparking soldering equipment, it only did so effectively for the parts of their bodies sheltered by it. Lindt was perfectly comfortable sitting at her desk at the back of the room, whilst only Tori’s top half reaped the benefits of shelter.

“C-can’t you turn up the heat or something? I’m literally f-freezing my tail off!”

The dog girl felt like an enormous cork shoved down the neck of a bottle. The point where her belly divided into lower and upper folds also marked the limit to which she could stuff herself down the igloo’s tapered entrance to form a nearly perfect seal of flesh. From the lower apron of her swaying gut to the sheer massiveness of her legs and thighs, the rest of her body had been forced to remain with the elements squeezing and sucking in her gut as much as she could was still nowhere near enough for her to get by only serving to effectively trap her down that icy tunnel.

The lukewarm gusts of air and exhaust which blustered from the cat girl’s equipment were the only thing that kept the dog girl’s mind off of the gradually diminishing sensation of her lower extremities. It was all she had left to warm her until Lindt finally put her soldering iron down.

“...and...I think that it’s finally finished! Come Tori take a look at this! I think you’ll really like the results!”

The dog girl shot her a withering glare as she sarcastically reached her arms forward whilst gently wiggling her oversized hips.

“Oh yeah right the door...Doesn’t matter! I’ll just come to you nyan~”

Sliding out from behind her seat once again, Lindt picked up the little items she had been working on and placed them behind her back. Playfully she crawled towards Tori’s side, her cheeks parted into a beaming grin and her tail happily flicking back and forth behind her as she knelt down. A strange air of confidence emulated from her plump proportions, like that of a TV infomercial salesman pitching to a prime-time crowd.

“Ahem! Introducing my greatest invention, the Fun-sizer Lightweight Adipose Buffer; a device otherwise known as the F.L.A.B. It’s a revolutionary new device of my own design which helps sculpt any bodily figure to any shape or form no matter what they were previously! Used to have rippling abs in your youth which have now turned to mush? This little device can restore them to their former glory in an instant! Or perhaps you’re tired of being anorexic? My patented model can stimulate your existing fat cells to grow and expand to whatever size you wanna be provided you actually achieved that size in the past! Put on those precious pounds in seconds not years and allow yourself to pig out without feeling the slightest bit guilty! We’ll soon have a model for all shapes and sizes!”

Tori hung her head in defeat.

“I knew she wanted to make something that causes weight gain...that fat loving freak of a girl...”

“Oh but I haven’t gotten to the best part yet, this particular model is one-of-a-kind,” Lindt grinned, her body almost purring with satisfaction of keeping a secret. “Aside from all of those other features, it also has the ability to shrink down any supersized dog girls back to their original size. Feel the pounds melt away and your bony ribs restored to their previous place.”

The dog girl’s ears pricked up at the sound of the news. It seemed far to good to be true, but surely At last! Lindt had found a way to give her back her old body and free her from the shackles of her blubbery prison. For the first time since they arrived, Things were finally starting to look up for Tori as she matched the cat girl’s Cheshire grin and felt her spirits soar like a kite on a string.

Her happiness started to waver again when the cat girl finally revealed the devices.

“All it takes is a single application to certain pairs of clothing to stabilize the patented Kirsa wave technology~nyan. As you can see here, I’ve applied the devices to a pair of regular tube socks snagged through my equally famous Kirsa String-Theory clothing capture technology. It’s especially useful when looking for lost items at a Laundromat!”

“Hey! Those are my lucky socks,” Tori blushed as she desperately struggled to reach out in front of her. The force of her initial lunge dragged her belly bulge further inside the igloo by a couple more centimetres. “Give them back to me!”

“With pleasure! Since we can’t get to your feet right now, I’ll just slip them on your hands. I’m really looking forward to watching the results ~nyan.”

Stretching out the openings, she pulled the socks across their owner’s outstretched hands like a pair of finger-less mittens. The two of them waited with bated breath as Lindt’s portly digits allowed the elastic to compress around Tori’s chunky arms with a snap.

“So nyan~ Do you feel anything yet?”

“Not really,” Tori replied flatly as she inspected her sock-covered hands. “Is it supposed to take this long?”

“Just be patient, it should start as soon as your body primes it to begin.”

“What do I have to do to prime it?”

It was at that moment that Tori’s great belly let out a loud and empty rumble, more than enough to be heard through the packed layers of snow beneath her. Lindt smiled as she watched her friend’s waistline gradually begin to recede.

“You’ve just gotta be hungry enough nyan~!”

Ripples racked her quivering body as the change spread throughout her massive form. Tori watched in awe as her immensely flabby arms began to deflate faster than a punctured life-boat, to reveal her buried biceps underneath. So too did she feel the weight of her double chin sink back into her neck as though the fat were being sucked right out of her body and into an unseen void. Everything about her was tightening, and changing.

Layer by layer she was gradually stripped of her obesity, her enormous belly hang retracting back above her waistline to eventually leave her with a perfectly flat stomach. So too did the changes continue beneath her as her ass was drained of its excess adipose, restoring the athletic physique of her legs and thighs that she had forever thought to be lost. Nearly 66% of her body had been restored at this point, leaving her little more than just a bit over chubby.

As the changes entered their final phase, so too did Tori realize that going back to being thin meant losing the two things she had ever taken consolation in for the obesity she had endured up to that point. She pushed her hefty, coconut-sized breasts together to take a good look at her deep cleavage one last time before those mountainous mammaries quickly receded back into the mosquito-bite A-cups she had been cursed with. It was sad to see them go, but it was worth it to have her old figure back.

Thirty seconds was all it took to see her body shrunken back down to the petite proportions she had not seen in quite some time. It was just so surreal to witness her weight just melting away, accomplishing the dream of easy weight loss by dieters the world over. A thin dog-girl lay face down in the snowy imprint of her formerly massive body with the now tent-like bathrobe draped over the top of her like a game show surprise.

“The device is a success!” joyfully proclaimed Lindt. “Congratulations Tori, you’re back to your original 98 pounds just as I had promised you. How do you feel?”

“C-C-COLD!”

The icy grip of the snow beneath her came as an unwelcome shock to her naked system. Hands as quick as lightning, she bundled the bathrobe/tent around her slender body and sped straight to the back of the igloo only to hit the icy wall nose first with a solid ‘thump’. After the time she had spent trapped weighing in more than a quarter of a ton, the dog girl had put in way too much strength into lifting herself and not enough into figuring out how to stop.

“Well yeah, that’s to be expected,” Lindt cheerily announced over her lying figure. “Now that you have less mass to insulate you, and less brown fat to generate heat, you’ll feel significantly colder. Not to mention that since your ass is no longer large enough to block the entrance that will allow more cold air to get in from now on.”

“’o-ou cou’d ‘ave m-mentioned dat sooner...” Tori retorted nasally, as she rubbed the tender spot on her face.

“Well if you don’t like it, you can always take off the socks and gain back all the weight you had before. It won’t keep you perfectly warm, but it’s at least a little better than staying skinny in the snow nyan~”

“You m-mean this c-change isn’t even p-permanent?!”

Lindt arched her plump fingers together across her tubby tummy, stretching her cardigan over her bulging breasts to accentuate their curvature.

“Eh heh...it’s going to take me a little longer to come up with something that’ll solve your problem for good, but at least with these you can become thin again whenever you want to. Choosing to do so now however, is maybe not something you’d wanna do unless you want to spend eternity as a dog-sicle...”

Somewhere in her heart, Tori knew she was right. Lindt may have had a fat fetish but the fact that she wasn’t shivering at all was enough of a testament to her claim. But even so, she just couldn’t bear to lose her figure again, not after finding her skinny self again so soon. Pulling up the bathrobe covers tightly around her, she defiantly shoved her sock-covered hands underneath her folded arms.

“Never! I’ve s-survived city winters as a s-skinny girl and I’ll sure as h-hell survive this as a skinny girl. Just you w-watch Lindt, j-just you watch!”

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“Ha-ah—ha—cha-cha-cha...c-cold..”

Just how long had it been since they had entered that frozen dome? Tori just couldn’t tell anymore as she curled herself up in the corner of the igloo trying her best to retain her body’s heat. The constant shivering of her skinny figure and the blowing on her hands for warmth had quickly sapped her strength and pushed both her mind and body to near exhaustion. Even so, she knew that she couldn’t allow herself to fall asleep lest she never awaken again. The dog girl yelped as she clapped her sock-covered hands across her face to keep herself alert and knock the ice-crystals that had collected in her hair.

“It’s really up to you if you want to spend eternity suffering like that nyan~,” Lindt chimed in as she spooned a serving of snow from a pile on the floor directly into her mouth. “Just take off the socks and you’ll be fatter and more comfortable in no time.”

“N-not a c-chance....”

Where her stubborn room-mate was adamantly clinging to her single minded conviction on maintaining her slender size in the snow, Lindt appeared to be completely at home in her new environment. She didn’t shiver, she didn’t blow on her hands and she didn’t even try to rug up as she laid her bulky body comfortably on its side and exposed more of herself to the elements. Her pale belly oozed out from underneath her cardigan and onto the fluffy white beneath them as though it were the softest of cushions. It was like the snow had become an edible extension of her blubbery body, a frozen palace serving mounds of edible ice chunks to the equally chunky ice princess.

“H-Hey!” Tori chattered whilst trying to keep her mind off the cold. “H-How have you been able to stand eating all that ice e-even though we’re f-freezing in h-here. Y-your fat may protect y-you a little, but even you s-should feel a-as cold as I do a-after you’ve eaten s-so much of it...”

“They say that eating something cold is the best way to counter a low external temperature. I was curious about it before so I did a bit of research and found some Tibetan monks who endorse it as a way to survive endurance training.”

“T-that doesn’t even make any s-sense...”

“Seeing is believing nyan~. Why don’t you try some? I must warn you though, too much of it can be fattening.”

Piling a sizable chunk onto the dessert spoon she had been using, Lindt crawled over to Tori’s side and lifted it up to her mouth. The dog girl was hesitant at first but surely somewhere in her head full of otherwise useless knowledge there must have been a grain of truth. Her situation to stay warm was also growing more desperate. Besides, with how cold she was now, there was certainly no way that she could make herself any colder.

“Well...here goes...”

Shakily, she found the strength to part her frozen lips. Tori wrapped her mouth around the chilly chunk....and immediately swallowed.

“ARGH! MY HEAD! IT’S FREEZING!”

The dog girl felt like her skull had been struck by an icicle spear. Her bathrobe temporarily left her fingers as she clutched her temples in agony and immediately began rolling back and forth across the frost-covered ground. After that initial frenzy, she crawled back to the safety of her bathrobe mat and buried her head between her knees.

“Um...I don’t think the monks said anything about swallowing it all at once...Then again, I don’t think they used frozen vanilla ice-cream and lemonade either. You’re supposed to eat it a little bit at a time after letting it sit in your mouth. Still, that’s a pretty funny face you pulled Tori,” Lindt giggled as she scooped up another chunk for herself.

“That’s not the issue here!” Tori fumed as she pinched Lindt’s chubby cheeks to keep her from laughing. “You and your half assed theories are going to be the death of me! Furthermore, I--”

There was a pause. Something incredibly toasty had caught the dog girl’s attention and it was coming from beneath her fingers. It felt as though a couple of heat packs she had been stuffed behind Lindt’s cheeks, radiating their warmth into every inch of her she touched them. No, it wasn’t just her cheeks alone. All of the cat girl’s body felt like it was on fire.

“No way! Why is your body so warm?! Do you have a fever or something?! Don’t you feel the slightest bit cold?!”

“’ould you please stop s-squishing my f-face,” Lindt moaned as Tori pressed her bare forearms against her. “It’s ‘eally hard to explain ‘ithout my lips....”

Tori let her go with a snap, the cat girl’s otherwise flawless white skin now pale pink from all the rubbing.

“Eh-heh-heh, to tell you the truth, even though this is a snowfield, I programmed it to keep me at a comfortably warm temperature at all times without melting anything. That coupled with how cold you’re feeling makes my body seem like a furnace to you and why you’re now so enamoured with touching me.”

“Then why am I the only one who’s cold?!”

“That’s because you jumped right in Tori~nyan, I was supposed to give you the modified socks after your bath when both of us were outside.”

“But now we’re both stuck here forever...”

“Well actually, you might have given me a pretty good idea,” Lindt continued as she struggled to slide off her cardigan to reveal a pair of creamy-white breasts nearly overflowing the sides of her lacy black bra. “Since your body is cold and mine is eternally warm, we can complement each other’s temperatures if we snuggle up against one another ~nyan. Don’t hold back for my sake Tori and cast yourself at my bosom, but please be gentle since it is my first time...”

A frozen fist soon came Lindt’s way, burring itself deep within the puffy folds of her obesity. The air left her lungs as she was effectively winded on the spot.

“Gah~ Why me?~”

“I t-told you the f-first time w-we met that I don’t s-swing that way!” Tori panted, starting to feel cold again as she expended the last of her pent up energy. “G-Girls shouldn’t t-touch girls like that even if the f-feelings....weren’t intended...”

The energy to punch had taken a lot more out of her than she had thought. Her vision was swirling. Multiple Lindts appeared out before her as she started to rock back and forth, images stretching the cat girl’s large belly even wider to mesh with those of her copies. Her enlarging breasts held for but a moment like a pair of frost-covered milk tanks before widening and elongating until their very width matched her hallucination’s height.

Tori had finally reached her limit. She collapsed with a gentle thud and allowed her naked body to fall into an icy embrace.

“Oh my...”

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“It’s warm.”

Tori slowly opened her eyes. Where she had been so certain that she was finally going to commit herself to sleep in an eternal frost, the dog girl was pleasantly surprised to find herself awoken to gentle warmth. Her breath no longer came as a series of visible puffs and the feeling was gradually returning to her shoulders and thighs.

“Finally awake nyan~? I knew this might be a little rude of me to go against your wishes, but I just couldn’t leave you alone like that...”

A pair of fat-laden arms and cushiony folds had been Tori’s saving grace. Her slender stomach was sandwiched between Lindt’s enormous breasts and rolling curve of upper gut with the rest of her comfortably cradled in between. Every inch of their skin which touched, filled the dog girl with a wondrous contentment and involuntarily spurred her to return her friend’s embrace. She knew it was wrong of her to do so, but after experiencing that rolling heat she couldn’t bare let her go.

“Lindt...I...”

“Shhh, it’s okay. You don’t have to say anything.”

The dog girl furthered her grip of Lindt’s bountiful body, grabbing handfuls of her tremendous form in the process. Thick rolls of fat poured against her frost-sensitized flesh, ebbing across her body like comfortably warm lava, enveloping as much of her as she would allow. Reaching around the back, she unhinged the cat girl’s lacy black bra to allow the soft flesh of her swollen tits to share their pent up warmth.

“Ah it feels so good!”

With her bountiful bosom hanging out loosely in front of her to keep her chest toasty, Tori’s next objective was to restore the feeling to her feet. She swung her legs over the supportive girdle of Lindt’s arms in an attempt to bury them somewhere that she knew to be hotter than anywhere else on the cat girl’s body. Her dainty toes gradually trailed own the surface of her protruding stomach rolls, getting caught at her belly button momentarily before landing squarely between her bulging inner thighs. Her bloated ass which normally suspended her on a cloud of fat would serve as the perfect cushion to warm up her little piggies.

“Give me more Lindt, I’m still so cold...Please warm me up even further!”

“I’m sorry but this is as much of me that I can touch to you ~nyan,” Lindt sighed as she did her best to handle Tori’s surprisingly eager advances. “If I were a little fatter then maybe I could help you but for now you’ll just have to----mbphmph...”

An arctic intrusion would interrupt her articulation as a silvery spoonful made its way into her mouth to deposit its icy contents upon her tongue. The cat girl gulp down the offending icicles as quickly as she could, only to be quickly spoon fed another, and another until her cheeks resembled those of a chipmunk storing nuts for the winter. The ice soon melted after coming in contact with the unusual warmth of her mouth, quickly converting into icy slurry which she could easily drink down.

The dog girl would not be denied.

“Mmm, it’s delicious! But what was that for Tori?”

“This snow around is completely edible but at the same time you mentioned that it’s also quite fattening...Since I don’t want to get fat again, and you need a bigger body to provide more heat, I think that the only logical thing left for us to do is to plump you up even more. This stupid situation is your fault after all so I’m going to see to it that you take responsibility.”

Tori smirked mischievously as she shovelled an extra-large spoonful into Lindt’s still gaping mouth.

“Eat up my blubbery water bottle for we’ve just begin. So long as we’re here I’m going to make it my mission to see your body transformed into a more comfortable place to rest...even if it takes forever.”

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“Ugh...this is going to take forever....”

“Come on Tori!” Lindt coaxed supportively despite her mouth being full. “You can’t give up now! You seemed so determined to make me fatter not too long ago, where’s all that energy gone nyan~?”

True to her word, the dog girl had been relentless in her feeding. The 2 foot ditch around them had become a testament to what could be accomplished with a mere dessert spoon, a willing subject and all of eternity to spare. It was hard work to continuously ferry chunks no larger than an average ice-cube into that gaping mouth which was always hungry for more but the effects were quick to manifest. The high caloric treats quickly added pounds to Lindt’s feline figure, filling the rolls at her side until her skin was as tight as a drum. Everything was going to plan, except for a couple of minor details.

“This isn’t exactly what I had in mind...”

Firstly, the novelty of the task had quickly worn thin. What had started off as a delirious decision to stuff Lindt silly like a helpless goose had soon revealed itself to be little more than a monotonous ordeal that ended in a reversal of roles. Lindt was all too happy to just lay there with a bloated tummy, not lifting a finger whilst the dog girl did all the work. She should have known better than to seek retribution this way for a girl who delighted in the plumping process.

“You know,” Tori began, still clinging tight to Lindt’s curvaceous body in an attempt to retain the warmth. “It can’t really be called force feeding if the victim enjoys it more than the one doing the feeding...”

“Well, it was your idea silly,” Lindt replied happily. “Now that we’ve started I’ve become quite curious to see how long it will take you. This artificial ice is something I’ve never tested before so it’s sure to have some interesting properties. Besides, take a look at how big my belly’s getting!”

The second and more important problem was precisely just that; almost everything had gone into plumping Lindt’s belly. Normally this wouldn’t have been a big deal except for the fact that the once pudgy rolls of flab around her stomach had grown so disproportionately huge compared to the rest of her otherwise unchanged body.

Where the dog girl had been hoping for her to undergo the same changes she had in the past, a dramatic surge of obesity where her body was engulfed in a tidal wave of flab, the overfed heiress seemed to be refusing to fatten anywhere else. It flowed out before her and onto the snowy ground baring a firmness which resembled an impossibly heavy pregnancy which stretched thin her belly’s natural layer of fat. All she had managed to do was stuff that stomach until it had distended into a pulsating velvety white bean-bag packed full of melted ice and cream. She could feel it shuddering through the heat which it provided to her naked body.

“Hey, hey, don’t you think you’ve had quite enough yet? I know I said that I’d fatten you up even if it took forever, but if this keeps going I don’t think you’re going to be around to see forever...”

 

“Aww, you’re worried about me? It’s nice of you to do so nyan~ but if you do it too much you’re gonna get indigestion.”

Tori’s slender cheeks puckered into a sarcastic grimace.

“The only one who should be worried about indigestion is you! Aren’t you even the slightest bit full?! You’ve basically eaten an entire moat around us and your stomach is so huge your hands probably couldn’t reach around it even if you tried!”

“Really now? I wonder if I still could...”

Without even the slightest bit of hesitation, Lindt lay back as she heaved her mighty belly on top of her and rolled up her sleeves in preparation for the exploration of her body. The very move in itself triggered a number of shockwaves through her water-logged form, emanating from the depths of her great belly button. The cat girl’s busy fingers were quick to ride the waves of her quivering mass, taking the opportunity to peel back her cardigan and tuck the hem into the great fissure where her breasts met her belly’s large upper curve. She marvelled at its shape, the juxtaposition between hard and soft which tried to ooze between her fingertips and steadily pushed aside her clothing as though it were trying to help her undress. From her perspective she could only compare the great dome of her bulk to the rounded ceiling above; the igloo hard outer shell with her as its jelly centre.

“Eh-heh-heh, I suppose we got a little carried away nyan~” Lindt guiltily confessed as she felt her wobbling boulder of a gut out before her. Her empty fingertips could barely get themselves 2/3rds of the way around the sheer size of it in front of her. “That one was just a practice, but I think that I can reach it if I try!”

It would take more than a seemingly unscaleable stomach wall to satisfy the cat girl’s curiosity as she attempted a variety of different approaches. Clapping her fingers around her girth she kneaded every inch she could with the flat of her palms as she attempted to scale it, only to have them slide off but a moment later and onto the snow-covered floor. Next she tried using her two fingers to walk up its side, powering in vain against the slippery slope of her smooth and supple skin only to fall back with a powdery ‘poomph’. Stubbornness was as much a part of the experimental process as far as she was concerned.

By about the 20 th attempt, Lindt’s flabby body was beginning to tire out. Exercise, or anything like it, had never been her forte and so she reluctantly allowed her arms a few minutes rest against the indentations she had made against the frosty ground. Tori could not help but make a comparison between how the cat girl’s plumped-up biceps nearly exceeded the width of her own athletic calves, their apparent round softness closer to regular throw pillows than anything else. Lindt was pretty fat but her arms had never looked that rounded before, had they?

That’s when Tori noticed.

“Hey...I think something funny’s happening to your body...”

“Nyan~?”

Every time she lifted her arms to reach for the bulge of her stomach, the snow surrounding the indents grew slightly deeper. This wasn’t because she was striking the ground any harder or faster during each of her attempts however as no matter what she tried to reach around to her gaping belly button always resulted in them falling back down from the same height. She was somehow growing bulkier, growing slightly fatter by the minute. It was like the snow itself was condensing around her arm and gradually adding to her girth as it clung to her body like flour on dough. She was literally packing on the pounds.

“The snow...it doesn’t seem to make you fatter by eating it...But every time your arm comes down on, it seems to start jiggling a little more. I-it’s like you’re absorbing it some how...like, like--”

“Ooohh, like a snowman?” Lindt suddenly beamed.

This was an entirely new development, one which began to spark her sense of wonder as she inspected her arms’ bare flesh. They were indeed a couple of centimetres thicker. In all her years she had never encountered something quite like it, an element which could fatten by touch alone. She would take it upon herself to learn more about its properties...in the name of science!

Cupping a handful into her delicate palms, she clapped it across her arms. Tenderly she began to work it into her, slathering it across her skin. Carefully she moulded it, delicately she shaped it, and with the utmost care of an artisan she rounded it until every last crystal had been melted by her body’s heat. And it wasn’t just there either, as the rest of her body soon began to follow suit. Her gigantic, sloshing belly was now slightly less disproportionate as a few more centimetres had been added to her bulk upon the disappearance of that first handful. The cat girl pressed her chubbier hand against her cheek as though trying to further her beaming smile.

“Wow! This stuff works great! Come on Tori! Help me get my clothes off so that we can have some fun!”

A skinny hand immediately clapped itself around her wrist just as she was about undress herself and quickly dragged the cardigan back down over her exposed boobs.

“Whoa! Whoa! WHOA! What do you think you’re doing there!” Tori flushed. “You can’t just go around taking off your clothes like that! It’s indecent!”

“But you’re naked already Tori.”

“It’s not like I wanted to be...” the dog girl rebuked sulkily. “I’ve got an excuse but you don’t. So just keep your clothes on and maybe I’ll—”

A feeling of a snowball crumbling against her stomach with a soft ‘piff’ cut short her complaints.

Tori’s body began to change. It was a strange feeling, that initial stinging frost giving way to the sensation of someone tapping and rapidly stroking a couple of fingers on the inside of her skin. It was like her body was being stretched before hand for something to fill the gap. She stared in open-mouthed horror as her flat stomach slowly began to rapidly rise, steadily growing out in front of her until it was decisively plush. The rest of her soon followed around her belly’s centre, spreading at her waist and causing both her legs to fill out and her tummy to widen a little further. Her breasts too slowly began to creep forward a little, her athletically slim body beginning to sag and bulge. By the end of it all, she too had grown out a couple more centimetres to give her a well fed and cuddly appearance.

“Ah-AH! My nice thin body...WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!”

“You worry so much about what happens nyan~, I thought if you experienced it firsthand you wouldn’t worry about it so much. Eternity’s gonna be boring if you don’t have some fun every now and then so let’s make things interesting!” Lindt teased, her words dripping with mischievous intent. “Think fast Tori!”

Several more fattening snowballs barely crazed the tip of her nose as Tori reflexively fell back before picking herself up and scrambling away from the big-bellied cat girl. Lindt only smiled at her as she began moulding several more fattening snowballs between her chubby fingers and flipped her ice-desk onto its side to shield the rest of her bulk. The dog girl thought it wise to do the same as she pushed over a nearby ice-carved coffee table for shelter.

“You’re crazy you know that! What the hell does fattening me up accomplish?!”

“Nothing really, but let’s just do something rather than sit around and sulk! If I win, you have to do what I say and let me get naked. If you win, you’ll have the perfectly warm fat-cat girl heater that you wanted! The first one to 700 pounds or more is the winner!”

“This is insane! That’s more than a hundred pounds fatter than I was last time! I’m not playing this after losing all that weight!”

“Let the game begin!”

A rain of fattening snowballs soon came down on Tori as Lindt hurled her barrage from behind her glass wall. Even through the distortions of the ice, the outline of her jelly belly could be seen wobbling and pressing up against her shield, as she lurched onto her side to throw over the side with her free arm. Her cardigan twisted around her laying figure as she moved into a more comfortable position as she reclined like a goddess, temporarily exposing hints of the rolling glacier valley of her love handles over the top of her barrier but never once allowing herself to be distracted from the goal of fattening her opponent.

Tori, still adamantly refusing to participate, took a far less confident stance. She cowered behind her small table, curling up into the foetal position and wishing that Lindt would grow bored of her latest pursuit. It was bad enough that she had been already been fattened up again slightly. The feel of her belly folding over itself was one she had not expected to experience again so soon. Fortunately, she was still slender by most accounts which allowed her to keep herself huddled up tight enough to avoid a majority of that adipose inducing artillery. Lindt would tire out sooner or later, she just had to be patient.

*PIFF*

Another snowball had missed her head by less than an inch but had still managed to land squarely on the top of her exposed feet. This was more than enough to induce its dreaded effects. Tori gasped as she felt herself getting fatter once again, the gain at her stomach resuming in an instant. She watched it bulge against her thighs, pushing them forward and further out as it claimed more space. So too did her legs follow suit, widening and stretching as they flared out to the sides at her hips and piling another few centimetres across her much meatier calves. The gain would not neglect her belly and breast as they too also began to change, ripening and swelling beneath her very fingertips as she inspected her change. By the time they stopped they were now well into the modest C range but were still not enough to fill the gap between the cocoa-coloured flesh of her arms. She had gone from slim to average to borderline chunky in just two hits.

“Come on Tori!” Lindt taunted. “I saw that last one hit you! You put on another ten or twenty pounds or so didn’t you nyan~ You’ve got a handicap since you’re not as big as me, but it’ll all be gone if you don’t shape up and play~ay.”

“Don’t give in...don’t give in...that’s just what she wants...don’t give in...”

It would take more than wishful thinking to keep the dog girl fat free as several more large snowballs would soon find their mark. Lindt’s estimates were gradually becoming more accurate. The dog girl could feel herself filling up and swelling out by the second, giving the effect that she was being inflated and her entire body quivering and jiggling like gelatine. Her belly bulges multiplied underneath her breasts. Her breasts soon overflowed her arms. Her arms grow rounder and puffier, right down to her now tubby fingers.

Once she crested 200 pounds, her double chin had returned and the beginning of her former crotch-covering apron rose from dormancy. She felt like it was taunting her, her deepening belly button’s lazy U mocking her with an upturned smirk. It was claiming dominance over her body. It was demanding that she just watch as she mindlessly fattened. Her fatter self would devourer any and all hints of her thinness and this time not an inch of her would be spared. Tori’s eyebrows narrowed as she seized her burgeoning belly and defiantly stuffed it between her bloated thighs.

“That does it....”

Lindt hesitated with her next snowball. There was something happening on Tori’s side of the igloo fort. Not willing to shed her cover, she lowered her arm and pressed her chubby cheeks against the glass shield in an attempt to listen and discern her opponent’s moves. There was scraping followed by gentle packing...followed by a hail of super-sizing snowballs flying straight in her direction.

Wave after wave, they just kept on coming, a furious volley of weight gaining white. Each one which connected with the exposed parts of her excess flesh exploded in a tiny shower of ice before applying itself to her body with drastic results. Her hourglass frame grew ripe and swollen. Her love handles becoming more defined as her hips flared out underneath. The pale skin around her rotund belly blossomed into an array of deep valleys of fat until it turned into a grand, sagging paunch. Melted snow dripped down her ample bosom, collecting in the basin formed as her curvaceous cleavage moved closer to accommodate her billowing breasts.

Larger, fatter, fuller, they were soon overflowing her flimsy cardigan which began to tear at her arms and sides. They were beginning to rise, inflating like water-filled bagpipes as they spread out over the snow perpendicular to her massive gut. Growing out was not the only thing Lindt was doing as her thunderous thighs elevated her higher. That lengthy skirt she wore barely covered her chubby knees which were soon swallowed by rolls and creases, just as her elbows had become as her upper body continued to expand. It was exhilarating! The very sight of those smooth bulges of tight, youthful skin pressing her dress to its limits brought a wide, Cheshire smile to her chubby face.

“So you’ve finally decided to get serious nyan~. May the biggest, and best, girl win!”

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A few dozen pounds was the only difference between them by the end of their skirmish, a testament to their marksmanship and dodging abilities. Not that either really mattered by the end of it all as both were now so enormous that they could barely reach past their tremendous bodies to hurl any more of the fattening snow at each other.

“*huff-huff...* Urgh...you shouldn’t...let your guard down...” Tori puffed as she pressed her hands into her pillowy sides for support. “Just give me a minute....*huff*...to rest...”

“*Nyah~hah-ah*...I...underestimated you....But I’m not out yet...I’ve still got a secret weapon...”

Lindt’s gargantuan body was so unbelievably obese. It shook and quivered with pound after pound of soft, weighty fat, the tattered remains of her bra and cardigan barely clinging to her as she clumsily explored her unfathomable poundage. Love handles consumed the smoothness of her back, her deep bulges where her arms met her spine making it so painfully apparent of just how fat she was looking from behind. Her ass was far larger than ever, a soft shelf of warm fat sticking out as a counterbalance to support the gain of her belly; a rear beyond compare with cheeks so full and round that it was any wonder where they ended and her thighs began. It was upon that shelf that she would find what she was looking for.

“Take...that...”

Arms wobbling, she gathered up the last of the snow that was within her reach and tried her best to hurl it with all her might. She didn’t even have to bother aiming since her target had long since outgrown the table she was using as a shield. The throw sent waves of jiggles around her equator before impacting against the great wall of Tori’s chocolate-y hemisphere with a pathetic ‘piff’.

“Did I gain...any more weight?”

“I think you...did.”

“It’s hard to tell anymore....after you get so big...”

Beneath a great shadow, Tori’s thighs pressed together as they start to widen. Her butt blubbered out into a sea of cocoa-coloured folds, packed full until it resembled a pastry about to burst from the flavourful filling inside. So too could be said for the rest of her body, her calves and forearms smeared thicker and thicker until all traces of firm muscle mass could no longer stabilize the sheer magnitude of her prodigious girth. As such, she had also taken a laying position as Lindt had before, another goddess of the gain allowing her tummy’s bulging rolls to flow out like steps to her body’s titanic temple leading towards her globular breasts. Her flattened nipples were surrounded by areola the size of jumbo cookies which pointed at off angles to the rest of her full-figured form and bridged the gap between herself and the gigantic cat girl’s own mighty mammaries.

“It’s getting kind of cramped in here nyan~. We let things get out of hand again...”

Out of hand was an understatement. Within Lindt’s igloo lab, the two of them combined took up nearly all the space. Desks, books and tools were pushed to the side as a result of their match, with their bodies beginning to overflow into each others’ personal space. Dark skin melded against white, almost reminiscent of a yin and yang symbol encapsulated by the room’s circular moat. With more than nearly three quarters of a ton between them packed in a space no larger than a guest bathroom, the outcome was inevitable.

“Well, at least it was sort of fun...despite all of this flab...”

“I think you were having more fun than I was Tori~ Isn’t it great to be so big?”

“That I’m not sure about...but in here at least no one will be able to see me...”

The dog girl sighed deeply as she lamented her luck. She had been thin again for such a short time before everything had backfired and had now gained back everything she had lost and more. With a friend like Lindt around, it seemed that it would always be impossible for her to keep her waistline in check no matter what she did.

“Well, I guess I don’t need these socks anymore,” Tori mused as she inspected her flabby fingers through the fabric. “Heh, you know, it’s funny how these are once again the only things which still fit me. But I guess luck can only get you so far.”

Upon seeing Tori fumbling with her sock-covered fingers, the cat girl’s normally relaxed and laidback disposition immediately grew tense. She began rocking back and forth on her bulk, in an attempt to use her boobs for leverage. She needed to stop her at all costs.

“Huh? Don’t remove those in here nyan~! Don’t remove those in here!”

Lindt’s warnings would reach her but a moment too late, Tori’s plump palms exposing themselves for all to see. Seeing her friend look so agitated was something she hadn’t really ever witnessed before but soon she would find out why.

“Oh my god...”

Her canine figure rumbled beneath her bare fingers as she felt herself beginning to rise at an alarming rate. She grew larger, fatter and wider with each passing second, her body beginning to overflow what little space was left between them. The pressure was mounting within that little dome as both dog girl and cat girl were squished together, their feminine forms quickly making contact with the walls and rising like dough.

“We’ll be squished!” Tori squealed through pursed lips as Lindt’s body was dwarfed between her rapidly expanding cleavage. “What do we do?!”

“Uh, well...I’ve got a theory nyan~” Lindt choked through a mouthful of breast fat as she clung to her mountainous figure. “But you’re not going...to like it...,”

“What, WHAT?! SPIT IT OUT BEFORE WE DIE!”

“Since the room is made out of the same material as the fattening snowballs, we just need to apply a little force in order to speed things up!”

The icy blocks around them were quickly closing in. Tori grimaced as she felt her flabby tail being crushed beneath the parade balloon of her butt. Her arms were soon forced further and further away from her body, elevated by the rolling fat of her biceps meshing with her love handle overflow and were far too heavy to lift. Her belly swelled, her thighs kept enlarging, forming sluggish rolls which would pour out several feet in front of her if she ever were allowed to stand. Caught helplessly within the confines of the igloo, she could do nothing but watch herself bloom. Her zeppelin sized breasts stretched and swelled over the giant curve of her belly until their great hemispheres fell over the edge of her stomach’s upper most folds. Her chins began to divide once again as she looked down upon herself, feeling her cheeks plumping like toasted brown dumplings.

Room to move was quickly running out. The cat girl between her breasts was soon overtaken by that tidal wave of flesh, but allowed most of herself to go under as the expanding Tori took it all. With one mighty motion, Lindt raised her flabby arm to the surface and using what little space was left available, gave her magnanimous bosom a forceful slap.

Tori felt it happen.

Lindt felt it too.

A thunderous crack resonated through the walls which soon began to cave around them.

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“Oh, would you look at that. The program stopped all by itself. It seems that the virtual space couldn’t contain you any longer and implemented a critical shut down. Of course, everything went with it unfortunately, nyan~ including all the weight I gained.”

Lindt let loose a disappointed sigh as she dusted the rapidly vanishing flecks of igloo laboratory off of her shoulder and straightened the tattered remnants her stretched out cardigan and skirt. All the snow had vanished, leaving them on the floor of an empty metal room. She carefully gathered her shredded knitwear around her usual 240 pound figure, quickly tying them around her creamy white body like a summer sarong. She still wasn’t skinny by any conventional measure but compared to the several hundred pounds she weighed before, she felt as light as a feather. The same couldn’t be said for her partner however, who was currently supporting more than just her tremendous weight on top.

“Everything worked out fine for you, but what’s going to happen to me?!”

If you didn’t know that the unbelievably enormous girl sitting at the centre of the room was Tori, you would no longer be able to recognize her. Whether it was at 98 pounds or 580, she looked nothing like she had before. Her whole body had grown so very huge and was covered underneath nearly a meter of thick, wobbly fat.

Laying on her back, her mammoth apron rose higher than the igloo’s former ceiling, her hips spilling out and onto the ground beside of her as her fat was allowed to move where it wanted to be and melted around her like a queen sized mattress. The creases of her voluptuous belly curves divided into three soft steps as a result o fits massive surface area, deepest underneath her arms and back to create full love handles and divided her back into six rolls which gradually grew up to the border of her ass which in itself was the size of a dinner table. But that still was not impressive enough.

The most extraordinary thing about her were her huge, nearly spherical breasts which bloated in direct competition with her belly and sloshed about from even the slightest touch. They were larger than large, and huger than huge; all of Tori’s efforts upon seeing them immediately going into shifting her weight before she was smothered by her own bulk. She knew had always wanted tits that were the envy of all other girls but this was well beyond ridiculous. Lindt eventually clambered down her very voluminous proportions and helped roll her to a more comfortable position.

“Nyan~ it appears you had a reaction when the system shut down....Seven hundred pounds, in addition to around six hundred more suppressed by your socks...give or take a few...I’d estimate that puts you at well over a grand total of 1300. Congratulations fat girl, you’ve practically doubled in size and then some! I’m so jealous!”

“Well that’s just great....” the dog girl moaned sarcastically. “Now what am I supposed to do...”

“Don’t worry Tori! I’ll figure something out nyan~. If I could just get those socks back from underneath you, I can make them more efficient to help conceal all the weight no matter how big you get. Just stay here whilst I go call for a big enough forklift...”

Tori wanted to voice her protest. Lindt had done quite enough. However, the words she was thinking of never came. Cupping a handful of her seemingly never ending blubber, she resigned herself to be content that she had at least managed to get out of that endless dimension even if it cost her body’s own dimensions to become endless. The dog girl’s immense form amplified her sigh as she allowed her head to rest in the thick blubber that coated her neck shoulders and quietly watched the cat girl leave whilst contemplating what to make of her situation.

“Hmm?”

Out of the corner of her eye, a familiar cloud shaped pattern had soon caught her attention. She could see the hem one of her lucky socks sticking out beneath her mountainous form. Pinned beneath her fat swollen abdomen, and far beyond the grasp of her pillowy arms, they were once more just out of her reach.

“Just my luck...”

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