This choice: Why not both? She was hungry, after all. • Go Back...Chapter #5Hungry, Hungry Natasha... by: Reneg4de   Hearing her stomach rumble again, Natasha decided to cook a fry and while waiting for it, eat as much of the fudge cake as she could. She would then eat the fry and any remaining cake.
Easy as, well, cake.
Heating up the grill, Natasha threw the sausages and bacon in, put bread in the toaster and cracked a couple of eggs.
After that happening, Natasha retrieved the cake and sliced it into eight pieces. Four smaller slices on top and four bigger slices on the bottom. Lifting a smaller slice, Natasha stuffs it into her mouth, dropping crumbs and fudge sauce all over herself. She didn't care, as she quickly polished of the first slice and started on her second.
Unknown to Natasha, that cake was put in her fridge by the old man who cursed her. He was still bent on teaching Natasha some humility, and what better way than to exploit her fear of being fat.
The cake was twice as fattening as any other cake of its kind, and its effects were already being felt. Natasha's body started rapidly bloating with fat. Her belly and breasts quickly demolished her pyjama top, ripping it to pieces. Her belly spread her legs apart and was being pushed into by her huge thighs. Her breasts bloated through the D-Cups and started to sag onto her huge belly. Beneath her huge ass, the chair began to creak due to the weight it was being to support. Her face developed another two chins. Natasha's chubby fingers were still grabbing cake and forcing it into her stuffed face.
Throughout her massive gain, Natasha remained oblivious to it. She was so focused on devouring the cake and was on her fifth slice. She was stopped by the 'Ding' of the oven, alerting her to her fry. Natasha stopped stuffing her face with cake and stood up as fast as she could. She waddled over to the oven, her immense body jiggling all the way. Upon arrival at the oven, the food was not transferred to a plate. It was instead thrown into Natasha's open mouth. Not much happened with her body until she sat back down on the chair and started eating cake. The fat content of the entire fry quadrupled and Natasha's body exploded with fat.
Her belly lay between her tree trunks of legs and hung of the chair by a small amount. Her breasts lay on her belly and were beyond the reasonable breast sizes. The chair she was sitting on had collapsed a long time ago, yet there was minimal difference in the height Natasha sat at due to her huge ass. Fat hang of her immense arms as she moved them. They were some of the only mobile parts on Natasha's body.
After running out of cake, Natasha came to her senses. Turning her neck as far as it would go, Natasha got her first look at her body and didn't like it. How she couldn't move, except her arms and chubby toes. How her breasts lay on her huge belly. How the fat just sat there, making her unappealing...
She began to cry.
And then she woke up. Looking at her body , Natasha sees that...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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