This choice: ...she felt something strange in her gut. • Go Back...Chapter #4The Roundening of Wendy Koopa by: UrkyWerky   Wendy felt the oddest sensation build in her gut, as if a faucet turned on and was slowly filling her middle. She put her hand on her sloshy belly and noticed it now felt soft and a bit saggy. Wendy tilted her head in confusion. "What is happening in there!"
But her confusion turned to worry. Just by looking at her hands, she knew where this liquid was coming from. Her bracelets hung off what looked like trigs, and her heals were worn by two undernourished saplings. All but her middle had become a dried pink, and fear had completely covered her gaunt face.
She let out a weak "Oh no! That really was the wrong spell! I need to fix this!" and ran toward the roof's one door.
***
One of the castle's dingy kitchens was occupied by Iggy Koopa, who was gathering various sandwich-related items from the fridge. As he reached for the lettuce, the door behind him had swung open. His fellow koopaling was looking very sickly.
A call for help escaped her shriveled lips.
"Uh...what was that, Wendy? I couldn't hear ya."
The frustrated girl ran to the fridge and pushed Ludwig way, his would-be lunch now floored. She jumped for the large jug of cider on the top rack and quickly chugged away. The jug was emptied, but her thirst remained. She then grabbed the pitcher of cream and finished that off. Then a bottle of soda. Then a whole case of canned drinks. Iggy looked on in surprise at Wendy's constant guzzling.
Finishing the last drink, she wiped any drops from her chin and gave a releived sigh. She closed the door, only for it to stop on something. A downward look revealed a large warm-coloured bag. All the liquid she downed had gathered around her lower half.
"OooooooOOH! That Kamek! Why can't he just write like a normal person!"
Iggy laughed. "Got a spell wrong, huh? Maybe you should have asked someone who knows what they're doing!"
"Oh, hush, Iggy!" Wendy shifted her body to slam the door. "I'll just get my assistant to fix th-"
Just then, both Wendy and Iggy were alerted to her lower half's violently bubbling.
"Oh, you pipe down, too!" Wendy shoved her arms in to stop the commotion, but it kept going. At that moment, something prodded her shell. Wendy looked back to see that, two globes had blown up from under her bloated middle. Her attempts to halt their further growth were also useless. The liquid in her was growing heavier and thicker.
The fearful Wendy hurried back out the kitchen. As she left the room, her wide behind needed pulling from the kitchen's grasp. Iggy remained behind to watch the folly.
Wendy knew this all needed reversing, but rushing down the enormous hallway was like a wade through a swamp. With every step, her middle rounded out and buried her legs more. The two mounds blossoming on top prompted a nervous smile from their owner. The bumps in the back were deepening with plumpness. The increase was rapid and slowdown was nowhere.
Within only a matter of moments, the event had reached its end. The walls scraped her sides and the ceiling was just out of her reach. Wendy was stuck in place, held down by the five enormous bubbles of fat that made up her body. As she wondered what to do about it, one of her dome-like cheeks felt a hard kick. She looked back to see Iggy cackling away.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Wow, Wendy, you really screwed this one up!"
Wendy fumed at Iggy. "Ooh! You! Just go get my assistant!"
"Alright! I'll help ya this time!" Iggy headed to get her assistant, and all the miffed Wendy could do to spend the time was think about her figure.
***
"Here it is, your highness!"
"Well, bring it up here!"
The magikoopa approached Wendy, holding a flask of green fluid. He vanished from the floor and reappeared on one of her breasts.
"Do you mind?!"
He quickly handed her the flask and jumped off the jiggling launchpad. Wendy spied the flask with .
"Well, this was fun and all...except it wasn't! Back to my pleasant old self!"
Wendy swallowed the green fluid without pause.
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So from this point on, Wendy returns to her normal size...or does she? That small flask can't possibly remove all that fat, can it? Not even a bit left in her?
And would you really want that, anyway?
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