Sunrise woke the girls up. Both had collapsed onto the deck in a food-induced coma after dozens upon dozens of fried elephant koi."Oh man...we hit the fish pretty hard last night...I feel like there's agni kai going on in my gut!" Toph put a hand behind her head and welcomed the morning with a loud, cloying belch.
Katara got to her feet. "Same." She took a step,stopped, blushed heavily, and fanned by her backside with one hand. "We're gross....lets get out of these robes in our cabin." Katara said quickly, making sure Toph was always in front of her.

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Katara and Toph had been assigned a reasonably large cabin with four beds. As they entered, they began to notice things. "Katara, do you feel a little...bloated? Burrrap" Toph lethargically asked. Toph was no longer just a pudgy kid; she looked as if she had a bulging feed bag stuffed underneath her robes. Maternal instincts kicking in, Katara bent down and popped Toph's belt out of its notch. Toph gave a moan of relief as her belly surged forward. Shedding her robe to reveal her half-length cloth pants and yellow tank-top like wrappings, the full extent of her girth could be observed. It could be argued that Toph would have weighed in at less than 90 pounds before her weight gain, but now she was hedging 130.
"Woah!" Katara's hand went to her nose. "Toph, when was the last time you bathed?" She began fanning.
"I got caught in a rainstorm like three weeks ago." Toph raised her arms up a little. "Kinda funky?" She sniffed her own armpit.
" All that belching you are doing isn't helping either." Toph smelled of damp earth, sweat, and grease of both the hair and food variety. The cabin was filled with her body odor upon her disrobing, and was virtually impossible to ignore.

As Toph smelled different parts of herself to validate these claims, Katara couldn't help but gape at how large she had become in such a short time.
Her cheeks, spreading outward, finally framed her face in a permanent double chin after last night's binge. Her arms were thick and wide, further adding to the roundness of her figure. Her pants were clearly tight on her, and had ridden up to expose chubby knees. All of Toph's figure seemed to have thickened to better support her tummy, which was exposed. Her stomach was fair-skinned and massively weighty; thick creases in Toph's back fat indicated a significant downward force. Her gut was loose and jiggly, no longer a circular potbelly. Hanging down to her mid-thighs, Toph's excess flesh was becoming significantly apron-shaped. Her belly button was now at waist-level, with a "U" shape of flesh extending further downward, her belly forming a secondary roll. Toph's body batted against her stomach as she walked, sending her gut shaking with movement. Katara knew her friend was now undeniably significantly out of shape, weighty, and rather slow.

Toph finished sniffing a lock of her hair. "Ok, ok, so I kind of reek." Toph stuck her finger in her left nostril to clear an obstruction. "Though I've smelled you firsthand after you work up a sweat, sugar queen!"

Katara gently pulled off her filthy robe, making further visible her dark blue stretch pants and revealing her white chest wrappings with a similarly colored half-body top similar to Toph's over them. Katara's darker flesh could be seen between the wrappings, forming noticeable cleavage.

Toph immediately noticed a change in the stagnant air.
Katara blushed and gave her left armpit and experimental sniff. Her facial expression went from questioning to one best described as "yikes." Katara was known to work up a sweat rather quickly, and while she found it useful for emergency waterbending at times, she had yet to find a positive application of the stinky pits that quickly joined her perspiration. On top of that, Katara's stomach was roiling painfully with gas from her deep fried gluttony.

"No wonder you are so concerned about staying all ladylike, once you start sweating you are absolutely ripe!" Toph laughed."So, what's the damage?" She slapped her stomach, which triggered a brief but baritone belch from the depths of her belly.


"The damage?" Katara crossed her arms, getting another potent whiff of herself in the process. Then it hit her; she ate as much as Toph last night!
Katara, being taller and older than her friend, was likely nearing 175 pounds. Her own glistening tea-colored belly, dripping with sweat, was beginning to remind her of the way Toph looked when she started showing weight. "Oh boy..." Katara cupped her new spare tire in both hands and shook it, then gulped and felt down her hips. Sure enough, her ass had spread significantly; Katara realized that both sides of her hips had brushed the cabin door coming in. Her stretch pants still covered her quite comfortably, but it was clear her rear end had begun a process like Toph's belly; it was now leaving a roundness stage to become more wide and oval-like. Katara felt the cheeks lifting and dropping as she walked now. The sensation vibrated through her body, making Katara mentally assign a "ka-clunk! ka-clunk!" noise to it. Katara's face slightly rounded, and her arms were thickening different from Toph's; while Toph's were more wide and shapely, Katara's flab hung and shook more the the limb, unable to mold around a sliver of muscle tone. Katara's body was now significant pear with a bit of extra chest weight. "...the damage is...predicable...." Katara murmured.


"Now, I remember having tons of fun last night, do you?" Toph interrogated.
Katara frowned. "Yeah...it was fun...." She couldn't lie to herself; she had a blast.

"Then why not have one more girls' night before Ty Lee fixes us both!" Toph suggested. Katara lit up. "You'll do it? That's great!" If I pig out one last time, Toph will get cured with me!" she thought.
"If Katara has more fun tonight, she won't want to get rid of this either!" Toph thought.

Toph grew serious quickly after this, however. "Now, one more thing has been bugging me. We're both being open here, so just let it go!"

Katara looked puzzled. "What are you talking about?"
Toph smiled. "I won't think you are any less of a lady, just do it!"

Katara looked nervous for a moment, then looked up, gathered her courage, leaned to one side, and ripped a mammoth fart in the confined quarters. Katara was pretty sure the temperature in the cabin rose a few degrees. "heh....pardon me?" She nervously blushed.
"How long were you holding that in?" Toph questioned, letting a smaller fart of her own rip.
"My whole life, really!" said Katara, nervously giggling.

"Feels good right? Forget a change of clothes, lets get cooking now, I'm starving!" Toph began to heft herself out of the cabin with her exposed gut.
Katara moved toward the door, the idea of another day of gluttony intoxicating her and evaporating her inhibitions. "Just watch out Toph, that meal is still digesting!" She gave a small, audible fart to emphasize her volatility. Toph laughed. "Ditto, sweet cheeks,and we're about to refuel!" Both were salivating.