This choice: Eat everything in her fridge • Go Back...Chapter #50The Birth of Gluttonous Gazelle. by: Drakin   You're hungry, VERY hungry. Go to the fridge and eat.
Gazelle stood at the mirror for a few more moments before her trim stomach gave a ravenous growl like she hadn't had a meal all day.
"What in the world...?" Gazelle marveled rubbing her middle and trying to silence a stomach she knew she'd filled barely an hour before. Still it roared again, sounding like an angry lion as Gazelle found her hooves moving towards the kitchen before pulling open the fridge.
She told herself she might just have a yogurt cup or a bit of leftover salad. But the slim singer's hands immediately went to a leftover casserole, took the whole container and set it in the nearby microwave for a quick reheat.
"Ok, that's enough..." But even as she started to say so she turned back towards the fridge and grabbed another large container of potato salad, barely pausing to get a fork out of the drawer to eat it with. After it was done the casserole was next, and even while she ate it Gazelle pulled out a bag of fresh carrots and the yogurt containers, as well as reached into the freezer to pop the first of several microwave dinners into the appliance for heating.
Gazelle watched in a stupor of sorts, torn between the delicious foods and her own stunned shock at what she was doing. And yet she couldn't stop decimating everything in the fridge.
An hour later she had finally finished everything and the last of the microwave dinners was finishing. Gazelle by then sported a belly the size of a beachball that gurgled and churned with it's struggles to digest so much food. As she carried the last meals to the living room and flopped onto her couch, the formerly trim and curvy singer couldn't help occasionally prod her middle in disbelief over what just happened.
Judy meanwhile grinned to herself. This was turning out great in her opinion.
Everything you eat will digest very fast and you will be hungry again in an hour, Judy grinned as she tugged at Gazelles mind, And all of it will become fat. But special fat that you can move around wit prodding and squeezing.
As Gazelle at her last meal for the moment, her insides worked overtime to digest the food, making it into new fatty deposits that spread across Gazelles body. By the time she had finished the singer had put on easily thirty pounds. Temporarily freed from her trance-like state, Gazelle gaped at her changes and heaved herself up to the bathroom. She gawked at her expanded figure, far from huge, but on the once mostly slim star she had definitely attained a more plump and (for lack of a better term) 'motherly'.
It wasn't until she cupped her rounded cheeks she felt the strange sensation of the fat deflating under her hands and got a chill at it moving down her throat under her skin. Pulling her hands away Gazelle saw her face was slimmer than before. Not quite her old features but closer to them. A bit more working revealed her old face but looking down she saw her neck had bloated out into a thicker double chin.
"Is it...? No way..." Gazelle spoke to herself, then tried carefully squeezing her throat in her hands. While a small amount of fat tried to squeeze back up into her head, most moved down into her shoulders and then settled in her chest, plumping her modest breasts into something a little more substantial under the casual T-shirt she wore.
"This is unbelievable..." Gazelle marveled giving her belly a squeeze and watching as it diminished and both her breasts, thighs, and rear grew with the fat shifting position, "It's like cosmetic surgery without the surgery."
For the next twenty minutes Judy watched as Gazelle molded and reshaped her body in different ways. Judy particularly enjoyed seeing Gazelle try out having a rear end the size of a couch cushion and then lips nearly as large as her head. But of course it was just when she put the weight all into her breasts that Gazelles stomach gave another roar.
She looked down though she was unable to see past a pair of boobs that tented her shirt to near uselessness as the hem barely covered her nipples on fun bags the size of basketballs. She seemed to be debating whether she should eat more but her stomach was making the decision for her.
Gazelle went back to the couch and pulled out her phone, and before she even realized what she'd done she'd placed orders for ten 'everything' stuffed crust pizzas, five oriental seafood dinners with garlic sauce, and a five foot party sub with dix 'bumpers' of soda to go with it.
Mortified by what the tabloids would say if they got wind of this, Gazelle struggled for what to do until Judy's influence gave her a nudge. She closed the curtains, turned on the LED lights in her room and set the stereo going with some of her favorite music. Then she switched on the TV and brought up some good party scenes to play, just loud enough so voices we indistinct but audible.
All that dressing though was perhaps lost on the male delivery animals who couldn't stop staring at the enormous pair of orbs Gazelle had forgotten to reduce before they arrived. Tipping generously Gazelle slumped back onto the couch after they had left and looked at all the food as her stomach gave another loud roar.
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It was after midnight by the time Gazelle finally dragged herself to bed. Almost in the literal sense. Every scrap of food had been consumed leaving her with a belly under her still modified breasts that was nearly as big as a beanbag chair.
Falling into bed she was asleep in moments, and soon Judy watched as Gazelle's dream began to form.
It began on a talk show, Judy couldn't understand the words being said and she had a feeling Gazelle didn't either. It was more emotions and actions than concrete details like words. Somehow the topic shifted to Gazelle giving an impromptu performance, but as she tried to stand to do so her hips wedged in the chair, and the more she struggled to break free the thicker her frame appeared to swell, causing her to grow. By the time she wrestled her way to her hooves her clothes strained over a figure that would have put a hippo to shame. And the former cheering of the audience turned to jeering and mockery at her size.
Well this simply will not do, Judy thought to herself.
Forcing herself into Gazelles dream she appeared in front of the audience and despite their negative shouts Judy's cheers seemed to slowly drown them out. Gazelle looked up to see the small officer smiling at her and waving eagerly. "We love to Gazelle!" He words perhaps not understood in a dream were at least felt and as Gazelle looked on Judy became surrounded by more animals the officer knew supported Gazelle whatever her shape. Nick. Clawhauser, Bogo... and one by one Gazelles mind began to fill in the audience with others she knew like the tigers who danced with her, the stage hands, friends, family and more.
The faceless host of the talk show seemed to slink away into the shadows, defeated as the stage morphed into a theater with the crowd cheering Gazelle. And some even began throwing her treats and sweets in support of her size which she happily enjoyed, her frame expanding as the crowd counted down to her clothes finally bursting off her frame.
Gazelle felt so happy... And Judy grinned as she felt the seeds take root.
1.) The next morning Gazelle is nearly thin again, only a bit curvier. Judy used her powers to extract most of the fat mass as a blob and hide it in the vents for later. Gazelle's hunger though remains greatly increased and she goes through the day astounding everyone she meets with her apatite and her plus sized body positive image.
2.) Gazelle wakes up with all the fat she gained from the night before, more than fifty new pounds giving her an overall chubby soft appearance which she maneuvers to better suit her curves, but her manager still advices her to cut meals and spend some time at the gym, prompting her to push back on showing support for heavy animals.
3.) Gazelle is woken early by officers Bogo and Fangmire coming to check on her and are a little surprised at her changes. Bogo has suspicious but says nothing for the time being.
4.) Judy used the blob in Gazelle to absorb some of her mass and then leave the singers body. Only to have it go and consume the trash and all the other food in the kitchen cabinets and return to Gazelle's fat before she wakes up. The singer awakens nearly the size of a hippo. Weirded out but surprisingly not unhappy. And while her manager insists the performance be called off and she go to the doctor, Gazelle insists on going through with it. She is determined to show everyone fat can be beautiful, even if she's a little nervous herself.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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