This choice: Buffy regains control of herself and escapes the library • Go Back...Chapter #38A daring escape by: fedzi   As the other female members of the scooby gang experienced the feeding of a life time from their friends and peers, Buffy and Dawn were protected from the mob by the cage. Angel had to keep pulling each of them back towards the wall, as with airhead stupidity they instinctively walked towards the bars which allowed the mob to reach in and feed them. Being a vampire, this should have been relatively simple, but Buffy was the Slayer, and therefore much stronger than a normal girl her age (not to mention both of them had gained a substantial amount of weight at this point). After some struggle, he managed to keep both of them back for long enough for them to come to their senses. Those extra calories caused a few more pops and rips in the fabric of their ridiculous outfits, allowing their flab to make bids of freedom through the gaps. Somehow Angel managed to keep Buffy (who was now 175 pounds, and every inch of this beautiful new blubber was accentuated by her skin tight outfit) for her to regain her senses, and slowly return regain control of herself.
“Hiccbrurrrp” She exclaimed, causing her bountiful gut to wobble “Oh my god… hicccurrrp!! Look at me… I’m a disgusting fat pig…!”
“Focus Buffy!” Commanded Angel “If you don’t fight back now, this witch is going to make you immobile!”
As her mind returned to her, she instinctively tried to hide her new blubber from Angel out of embarrassment, realising with more horror that this was simply not possible anymore. She was fat, fatter than she ever imagined possible, but she could either cry about it or show everyone she was still the slayer and she would beat this witch! She looked at the wall behind and saw there was a window that she may be able to fit through (although she was unused to having quite so much extra padding, so she wasn’t 100% sure).
“Angel, I need to face this witch! Protect Tara and help me get through the window” She ordered and Angel nodded.
Again, it was lucky that Angel had massively increased strength due to his vampirism, however it took a lot of effort to help the extremely chunky blonde to reach the window. He grunted with effort as her held her aloft and allowed her to grab onto the windowsill, before then using both hands to push on her big fat ass which was barely being contained by her silly puffy diaper, which itself looked about ready to explode off her. He felt his hands sink into the soft luscious flab of her glorious booty, and found that he liked the feel of it, though tried not to show this. Somehow Buffy managed to perch herself on the sill, mainly by using her exposed fat gut to wedge her in the space while she opened the window and seeing that coast appeared clear over the football fields of the school. She grunted and groaned as she tried to squeeze through the gap, but could feel the gloriously spare tire of her belly refusing to budge.
“Uhnn damn it!” She said “god damn this disgusting fat gut! I’m stuck!”
Angel thought on the spot, seeing that a nearby group of feeders were holding large blocks of butter and lard.
“That’s it!” He said “Dawn I’m so sorry… but I need to get that butter!”
“Huh? Why are you sorr-“ She began, before Angel shoved her towards the edge of the cage right into the waiting hands of the crazed feeders “Waaah!! Ullpp!! Mrrrfff!!!”
The feeders fell upon her with gusto, with several of them gripping Dawns arms so as to keep her in place facing out of the cage while their feeding brethren once again bombarded her with food.
“What’s going on back there?” Buffy shouted behind her “Uhmm Angel I have company!”
The school football team were approaching her through the darkness, looking quite sinister.
“I’ve got a plan!” Yelled Angel “But I need some time! Come on Dawn eat as fast as you can!”
“Murre munch munch munch ulpppp urppp burrrrf” Was all the noise Dawn made as she received the feeding of a life time (which was saying something at this point).
She could feel how her gloriously fat titties and gut squished around the bars as her attackers pulled her towards them. As two cans of squirty cream were fired down her throat, she was vaguely aware of large tear opening up on her stupid puppy top under her armpit and down her muffin top. Meanwhile, the football team had reached Buffy, who smiled nervously.
“Uh hi guys” She said, completely at their mercy “could we talk about this? No nooo-mrrrffff!!”
And so Buffys feeding also resumed, just as her sister received a similar fate.
“Come on come on!” Said Angel, as the feeders carrying the lard and butter followed the line of feeders, though were quite far back meaning Dawn would have to endure a lot of feeding until they got close enough for Angel to act.
The queue of feeders dwindled agonisingly slowly, as each time one of the possessed feeders had stuffed everything they had available down poor Dawns weary throat, they left the line to get more food. Angel looked from Dawn to the stuck form of Buffy, her large diapered ass and thick muffin top being all that was visible of her. Buffy jerked and twitched, as on the other side of the wall she was assaulted by the feeding force of the whole school football team. After what seemed like an age, the students holding the butter and lard reached Dawn, who offered a feeble burp as her large puffy diaper tore down the sides as she reached 177 pounds and her glorious plump muffin top which bulged above the waistband of her diaper began to pull the fabric apart. Angel saw his chance and reached through the cage to grab a block of butter, just as whole blocks of butter and lard were then stuffed down Dawns throat.
“Uhblorrrp mlllppp” Dawn managed to exclaim through mouthfuls of pure fat, as Angel turned to Buffy.
A large tear suddenly opened up on Buffys diaper, exposing her chunky ass and butt crack to the room, as her weight reached 176 pounds. Angel used the butter to lubricate Buffys soft belly flab, massaging it in perhaps more than was really necessary, as he liked the feel of the soft warm flesh of his former girlfriend. Buffy moaned and groaned through mouthfuls of heavily glazed donuts, the feeling of Angel massaging butter into her belly fat, feeling quite nice, though abit embarrassing.
“Murrffll brawwwpp!!” Exclaimed Buffy, as she felt Angel throwing his body against her big fat ass while the football team fed her at tremendous speed!
*Pop!*
The butter had the desired effect, allowing Buffys fat rolls to escape the window frame, sending her spread eagled onto the grass, the motion (and full body fat wobbles) from this caused whatever fabric was holding her silly pink kitty cat baby top to rip. The zombified football team fell atop of her, pinning her down and continuing to stuff her face. Buffy grunted and struggled with them, just as the continued feeding kept her weight creeping up…
176.5 pounds…. 177 pounds… 177.5 pounds
After a considerable struggle, and aided by her buttered up gut, allowed Buffy to struggle free and rise unsteadily to her feet. As she did what remained of her pink baby top ripped and fell to the floor, as did her diaper, leaving her standing in her extremely ill fitting underwear. Buffy stood panting, her astonishing fat tits and gut jiggling with each breath, as the football advanced on her. She tried to focus on her next move, rather than allow the self conscious thoughts of her huge flabby body on display rob her of her agency.
“Hiccurrrp!!” She exclaimed suddenly, the sudden jiggle of her breath taking cleavage causing a rip to appear over the cup of her bra that was numerous sizes too small for her size E boobs “Okay… let’s see what this fat body can do!”
The team was surrounding her, so she knew she’d struggle to slip her fat body past them… however, her fat body could be used as a bartering ram. Buffy used her substantial weight and charged into her attackers, knocking them over as she crashed into them.
“Well I guess being a fat cow has it’s uses” She said to herself, though still feeling extremely embarrassed of her exposed fat body, as she ran off into the night.
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