"N-no," Tea stammered, her blue eyes widening in shock at the card she held in her hand, the image shaking and blurring from her terror, "I-I take it back!" Bakura raised an eyebrow, deftly plucking the card from her hand, maniacal laughter starting up as he read over the fine details. "Immobility card," he read aloud in his over dramatic fashion, twisted smile not leaving his pale lips as he moved across the game board, "The person who draws this card will grow to become immobile, reaching a total of 1000lbs." Chuckling, the white haired Egyptian lowered his head, shaking it from side to side as Tea tried to plead with him. "No no.. we can't go against what the card says," he looked up slowly, his eyes narrowing as he flicked the card hard, making it land face up on the board. Lines snaked across it, light shooting up in straight rays as it was activated. Tea watched in growing horror, her stomach churning in anticipation, the next few seconds seeming to pass painfully slow.
Then, she felt it. A lurch deep inside of her, a warm, filling sensation that seemed to tingle to every part of her body. The beginnings of her gain was so slight, she could barely feel it, her skin softening and rising like warm dough over her arms and legs.Her gut grew the fastest, ballooning out into a large sphere, thickening her once narrow waist with each second that passed. Tea cried out, her belly forming rolls about the struggling waistband of her skirt, flesh rising either side of the material. She felt extreme pressure against her midsection, the material digging in almost painfully, her eyes closing tight. There was a loud pop as the skirt gave in to defeat. nothing more than tatters as it broke away from Tea's ever widening belly and thickening thighs. Gravity seemed to have little effect on her, her belly sticking out round and proudly, as if she had swallowed a novelty sized beach ball. Her arms swelled up to several times their usual size, Tea's bracelets snapping as her wrists filled with fat. Her entire body swelled and thickened as the card took affect, pound after pound stacking up on her once slender frame. Her cheeks rounded, her eyes squinting from the sheer amount of fat pushing up against them, even her fingers growing chubby and sticking out from equally fat hands. Her belly was her crowning glory, sticking out several feet from her, rounded and firm, skin stretching to accommodate her new fat.
Tea managed a whimper past her thick lips as the growing stopped, only held up from the floor by her invisible restraints, folds of flesh and fat hanging down her legs and arms, her belly rising up and down from her desperate breathing. She felt suffocated, heavy, her clothes reduced to nothing but tatters about her folds of flesh, tears snaking down her rounded cheeks. Bakura rubbed his hands together as he laughed, the pitch increasing as he took in the living mound of human flesh that the once petite dancer had been reduced to. He glanced behind him sharply on hearing a noise, his grin slow as he held his fingers to his chin. "This has been fun but.... I have to leave you," he turned back to her, for just a moment his expression reverting to the sweeter smile of his host, "I'm sure the Pharaoh and his brat will appreciate their present." Skimming his hand down fast, he created a narrow strip of shadow, turning sideways to slip into it, fading from view as the door was banged open, the previous shadows fading away with the dark spirit.
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