Chapter #14Too fat too fast by: Unknown Rika began to lumber forward but it was harder. Bringing her leg up it felt like it came falling back to the floor with more weight on it, Rika managed 3 steps and a total of 2 and a half feet traveled before it felt like the impact was getting painful.
"Renamon, just how fat am I?" Rika asked, examining her body, as she shifted back and forth. Her arms drug against her rounded sides, the friction slowing her down and even getting harder as the pressure they fought to drag grew and pushed them further out. "I think I'm worn out already... it feels like this is getting harder..."
Renamon, several steps ahead of Rika, smirked and gave a smart-mouthed response without even turning around "I'd say you're 2 pounds from being a beached whale. Seriously though you might want to slow... down..." Renamon trailed off having turned to look at Rika. Rika looked back at her puzzled, Renamon's cocky smirk having dissolved into shock. "Rika... you're fatter!"
"What...?" Rika tilted her fat head to one side, the fat of her chin and neck spreading out under it until her rounded cheek could touch the mass of fat that used to be her neck.
"Rika! Hey Rika!" Renamon screamed.
"What?!" Rika cried getting scared. Several robots rushed into the room and surrounded Rika. A brown mesh harness lowered quickly from the ceiling and came to a rest behind Rika, still several feet above the floor. "Whats going on?!" Rika yelled, trying to back away but only pushing into the mesh. Three of the drones rose up while three more slid in just under them and towered before Rika, as a team the robots rushed Rika and shoved her into the mesh. Rika's massive body oozed into the loose fabric, swinging backwards about seven feet before reversing direction and slamming the drones clear across the room. As the drones slammed into the wall and broke, a great many more blitzed the room, surrounding Rika. Renamon waddled in behind her still screaming Rika's name. The army of drones grabbed the harness and brought it to a halt. Rika looked up at the 4 thick straps holding the four corners of the mesh and saw they attached to a digital reader. The display on the reader flashed to life and number began to add up on it quickly. 200, 300, 400 the numbers climbed until they slowed resting at 587.
"Hey! Hey Rika!" Renamon yelled through the crowded mess of drones.
"Renamon stop yelling and help me!" Rika called out to her "What are these drones doing?!"
The digital display flickered and two letters showed next to the read out which was slowly going up now at 596. Rika looked up straining to see the small letters, "lb", the abbreviated symbol for pounds?. The numbers by them was now up to 612 Rika tried to look back at her body but in her reclined state all she saw was her fat cheeks rising up into her sight and a mound of fat laden breasts beyond. Rika looked back up, now 650 pounds.
"Thats my weight?!" Rika shrieked "I'm getting fatter?? Renamon do something!!"
"Riiiiiika! Rika you lazy pig!" Renamon shot back.
Tears rolled down either side of Rika's fattened cheeks. "Renamon what are you saying?! Please just help me!" Rika started to sob, hurt at Renamon's taunts of her situation. The numbers still climbed 722 lb now. Rika tried to reopen her eyes but her vision was a fraction of what it had been moments before as the fat engulfing her face pushed her cheeks into her eyes and enclosed her sight, what little Rika could see was blurred by tears.
"Rika just get up!" Renamon spat, sounding annoyed.
Rika couldn't respond. The numbers hit the 800 mark and so did Rika's weight, her body was so engulfed with fat she could barely move a finger. In her smaller younger frame what would be immobility was shear surreal obesity, Rika's body was a mass of fat and her limbs were being consumed by it. Rika whimpered one last time looking up to the reader, 873 lb, Rika's sight slowled dimmed to darkness as her cheeks forced her eyes shut.
"Rika! I'm not kidding you lazy cow move it!" Renamon screamed and Rika's massive body shook violently as she felt a furry paw smack her shoulder.
"Ow!" Rika howled sitting up suddenly.
"I'm sorry Rika but you fell into one hell of a food coma. You fell asleep eating and even then you kept letting the drones feed you! I'm not sure how long they were at it to be honest, as long as your mouth kept accepting food they kept feeding you! If I hadn't ordered them to stop they might have fed you till you popped!" Renamon stamped her foot "Rika I don't like this place! You're going to end up as fat as a cow at this rate and everything about this place seemed designed only with the purpose of fattening you up forever!"
Rika was shocked to feel her body was a great deal smaller. In fact, aside from a swollen gut and a minor bit of softness all over Rika's weight was almost back to where she was when she got here. "You might be right..." Rika said poking her belly to see if it was real this time "I just dreamed we were here for several days and I was up to 500 pounds because of it, all you did was nag about this place, and get just as fat..."
"Thats because I am nagging you about this place!" Renamon said, decidedly miffed, "Although I doubt you could grow that fat that fast, I still don't like it here!"
Rika sat up. She wasn't overly plump yet but her gut was still stuffed and her clothes fully intact. Rika motioned to a drone over and two came to stand on either side of her. "I'd like one of you to bring me a snack and one of you to bring me some more information about this place. One of the drones zoomed off and returned a few moments later with 2 other drones. They each carried a large 10 gallon jugs of a light brown milkshake. The second drone had also taken off for the bookshelf and returned with a flat pad that had a screen on it. The drone handed it to Rika, who handed it to Renamon.
"Whats this?" Renamon asked
"I dunno," Rika responded "The information I asked for I guess," Rika accepted a hose from the drone in charge of her snack that led to the 3 jugs and began to suck on it, it was a rich chocolate syrup in a thick milk and cream with a hint of cinnamon and marshmallow fluff, the drink was so decadent Rika's cheeks curled back into a smile at first taste. The hearty drink was more meal than snack. Rika relaxed and flipped on the TV.
Renamon played with the pad finding it was like a small laptop but just a screen with touch pad capabilities. After thirty or so minuets of thumbing through the pages Renamon tossed it to the floor.
"What a bunch of trash," Renamon spat, "Candy Monzaemon must have written this. It practically makes the act of becoming a lazy slob sound heroic. Rika, we have to get out of here... Rika?"
Rika's eyes were dull and far off, she had tottaly zoned out watching TV and slurping on her treat.
"Rika!" Renamon yelled snaping Rika from her trance "This is insane, you're taking to this crazy digimon's lifestyle way to easily! I mean the only reason you made that stupid wish to be fat was to spite your mom! is this what you really want?! If we stay here we'll be balls of fat in no time!
"Um..." Rika hummed, still dazed, "I don't know..." Rika sucked on the tube some more and spoke between gulps. "My mom is so over bearing... *slurp* I want to do this to prove I can... *slurp* I don't know... *slurp* if I don't want to get so fat I can choose to stop can I? *slurp slurp* I'm sure sticking around a little longer won't be so bad, I'll give you a definite answer after I've gained 5 pounds... *slurp* you know just to show up my mom... *slurp*"
"You've gained 6 or 7 since we got here!" Renamon said, glaring at Rika
"Uhhh..." Rika moaned, trying to watch TV, "Fine, *slurp* when I've gained a total of 15 pounds *slurp* I'll make a choice. Happy? Can I watch TV now?" Rika took a long full sip of the milkshake
"Rika, I think we should investigate Candy Monzeamon. I just don't trust this place enough" Renamon said, sighing and shaking her own gut, upset to find she too had a pot belly started.
"Rika!" Renamon snapped giving Rika a light tap to the back of her head to snap her out of the trance again.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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