Monday 10 August 2020

A Heavy Challenge

You open your mouth to protest but it was far too late, the magic was working much too quickly. You struggled, panted, and wheezed from side to side as your body swells all over, heavy layers of fat distorting your once toned figure. A feminine grunt escapes your mouth as you struggle to wedge your knees beneath your burgeoning belly, the most you succeed in doing is lifting your sizeable ass into the air. You thought you came here to get laid, but you were terribly, terribly wrong.

The woman before you cackles as she marvels at her work, prancing around your expanding frame, poking and prodding at your bloated curves, murmuring to herself excitedly. At some point during the her life-changing spell, you discovered that your masculinity was all but gone - you were now a woman. Dark locks of lengthy, black hair spill into your eyes as you peer downward, shrieking at the sight of your bloated body. To say you were getting fat was an understatement, you were becoming blatantly obese. The woman makes little oinking noises as she pats the side of your thickening gut. At some point during the transformation, your clothes had exploded off of you; you didn't notice, far too focused on the smirking woman probing along your portly body.

"What the fuck did you do to me you crazy bitch!?" You scream in an unfamiliar voice, sounding like some hysterical woman, "Turn me back, I'm not fucking dating your fat cow of a friend!"A dour frown flashes across the woman's face as she rolls her eyes, stepping around to your side to plant her hands against your thick butt, her fingers sinking into the soft, pliable flesh. You feel an intense heat erupt from her fingertips before your ass doubles in size in nearly an instant, expanding to the point of exaggerated enormity. You must have looked ridiculous on all fours, your mountainous ass prominently stuck in the air like you were about to be fucked. The spell continues unabated, ensuring that a few extra handfuls of pounds were distributed along your lumpy silhouette.

Finally her magic ceased, and the effects were disheartening to say the least. Not a trace of your former self remained save for the color of your eyes. It was as if you were a whole new person. You were left in shock as the woman hooks her arm underneath your own, gracefully heaving you up until you were shakily standing. With a carefree smile and a flick of her wrist, you watch as the discarded scraps of clothing that once made up your outfit shimmer and flutter off the ground, whirling around your heavyset frame and clinging tightly, turning into a new outfit for someone of your size. It was skimpy and didn't look very flattering on your obese body, but it would have to do for now.

You barely have time to gather your thoughts as the woman waves a hand across your face, causing a soft tingle to spread across your round features. You scrunch your face and wrinkle your nose, opening your eyes to see that she was holding a mirror up in front of you. The unfamiliar face before you was dolled up to the point of absurdity with makeup thick enough to scrape off with a butter knife. You pout. What a plain and unattractive face. "Here's the deal piggy," She finally says, trying her hardest to maintain a straight face at the sight of you, "If you can find someone willing to fuck you then I'll turn you back. Simple as that. Otherwise, how does 'Emily' sound?" She says with a rude laugh and turns towards the door. "I think you've got about three hours until everyone here ends up too drunk to lay. How's that sound?" She questions, swinging the door to the bedroom open. The noise of the party breaks the relative silence of the room. You feel intense anxiety blanketing your entire body; you can barely move.

"I'm really looking forward to see how you manage. Try not to come off as too desperate piggy or you'll really be in trouble. Ciao!" And with that, she walks out the door without skipping a beat, leaving you dumbstruck. As the party rages on and the clock begins to tick, you struggle to come to terms with how you would deal with this.

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