My New Best Friend

 

"Hey hot stuff, what'cha doing out here?" The cute, chubby woman questions you suddenly. You recoil in surprise, not really expecting to run into anyone during your early morning walk, especially not in the middle of the forest. You decide to stop and make small talk with the woman even sitting down in the snow with her once she beckons you down. Strangely enough, the woman seems to be coming onto you, flashing her cleavage, angling her body to draw in your gaze, even popping a sucker into her mouth in as erotic a fashion as you could possibly imagine. 

"You wanna be like, friends?" She asks out of nowhere, "Like, with benefits and all that. I hope I'm not coming off as too desperate or anything.." 

You grin and reassure her otherwise, looking the woman up and down deliberately. "Yeah, sure, I think I would like that a lot," You finally decide despite the inherent oddity of all this.

Upon hearing your answer, the woman pulls you in for a sudden kiss, pressing her warm tits against your chest as you lock lips, the artificial strawberry flavor of her lollipop creeping into your mouth. She presses in as the kiss deepens further, skillfully using her tongue to press her sucker into your mouth. You gulp firmly, washing the lollipop's flavor down your throat where it settles in your stomach like a block of lead. The woman joins her arms around your shoulders, emboldened by what she's just done, holding you still while she makes out with you passionately. You groan into her mouth hotly. Minutes pass as the sucker dissolve in your mouth, the woman only pausing to allow you to catch your breath. 

You notice something is amiss once you feel your chest press against her own. You glance down only to immediately notice a pair of breasts swelling out to press against her own - your breasts. You look into her eyes with panic, causing her to release you just as the transformation takes hold. You squirm against the ground as you pack on weight at an unnatural rate, a heavy, pale belly spilling over the waistband of your pants as the rest of your body begins to catch up. Your expanding breasts slap against the shelf of your belly. Your thighs ripple as they balloon in size, causing your jeans to creak as those fleshy pillars forcibly collide against one another as if desperately fighting for space. Your ass, not to be outdone, thickens out of control to the point of being gigantic. Dyed hair spills into your eyes. Even your clothes began to change, turning into a snug pair of sweatpants and a simple, black shirt.

"Well, maybe I should've explained this a little earlier, but.. Well.." She begins, looking you over with delight. "I'm not attracted to you whatsoever, at least I wasn't until now. You see, Sam, I love girls that look just like you." The woman coos, watching with delight as you pull yourself to your feet to examine your new form.

"Unfortunately, there are a few things I don't like." She says suddenly, her tone darkening, leaving you shaking with anxiety. "You're prettier than me and your tits are bigger than mine, not to mention how much fatter your ass is." You open your mouth to protest but she's already upon you, pressing back up against your bulbous body, gazing into your eyes. "Normally this wouldn't be an issue since you're going to be mine and all, but I did say friends with benefits, right?" She grins.

"We're going to fix all of this," the woman adds ominously, raking her hands across the front of your belly. "You're going to have the worst gas."

Before you can even digest what she's saying, a sudden pressure builds against your backside, forcing you to vent a booming, wet fart that echoes into the forest around you. You stare at her, stupefied, only for her to laugh right in your face. "Absolutely disgusting, but now I won't have to worry about you banging anyone I bring home behind my back, huh? The only kind of guy that will even get near your enormous ass will be someone I won't be caught dead with." The woman smirks, "That is, if you can manage to bring anyone home like that. Fortunately for you, I think you're stunning."

"Turn me back!" You screech in your new, girly voice. You could already feel a desperate need to fart within moments of your last release. The pressure was enough to distract you completely. Holding it back left your stomach aching. You squeeze your thighs together tightly, but that does nothing to stop you from releasing another massive fart - your stomach gurgling loudly with its release. You grunt loudly as another expulsion of gas follows, nearly rendering you breathless. The woman wags a finger in front of your face and gives you a sour look. "It's too late for that! Besides, you agreed to this, didn't you?"

You decline to answer. It doesn't take very long for that sour expression of hers to give way to one of excitement. "Oh! That's right! Now that we're besties, we get to hang out! Come to my place tonight, we're going to the club, got it? Won't that be exciting, my lovely little whale? Don't give me that look, I'll help you with your makeup and everything. Just remember to make me look good out there, alright gassy?" She questions, pressing her palm into your stomach, forcing you to answer her with a lengthy fart. "Don't worry. I'll give you plenty of thanks after."

With that, she turned away, leaving you in the middle of the forest to gather your thoughts. Shivering, you begin to waddle back home, fretting at your constant farting every step of the way, wondering just what kind of life your new best friend has in store for you...