Harmony's eyes were tired, but she refused to shut them and go to bed just yet. Even though her body cried out for rest, Hammond refused and instead focused all her attention on her roommate's body. Vera was sitting on the other side of the room, the albino woman's huge gut heaving up and down with each breath, and as the food from her dinner digested, Harmony swore it grew just the tiniest bit every time it swelled. She was tempted to walk over and climb into the bed with her, press her hands against the massive stomach and feel it grow under her touch. Of course, that's not what she did that night; but it was definitely what she wanted.
Harmony's thoughts were still focused on Vera even as she began to doze off, her body getting tired of her ignoring ts needs and forcing her eyes closed. Yet her mind was still buzzing with activity. She thought about how much bigger her new roommate will get this year, and how she may be able to help her with her unusual quest. That night, her dreams were filled with ideas and potential scenarios about how her life at Buttercombe Academy will pan out...
Vera leaned back with a contented sigh that quickly devolved into a ribald belch. “Oof! That was good! What’s up next?” The waitress of the sushi restaurant swallowed the dryness in her throat and turned away from the massively engorged albino girl, surveying what was left of the buffet of food behind her. Spatterings of sauce and crumbs adorned the metal surface of the bar, the contents of each tray having been licked clean by the ravenous wrestler girl behind her. Stiffly, the waitress took a step forward and desperately surveyed the nearby tables, and those, too, were utterly barren. The heaping mounds of food they had once held were now contained in the massive, fatty, blob of a gut that was churning away happily behind her.
Suddenly, the sushi restaurant's waitress felt a warm, soft mass ooze onto her back. She tried to step away but was too slow. The tide of fat encroaching upon her had already pinned her against the buffet, rolls, and divots of warm, pale chub squishing around her. The unfortunate waitress’ blood turned to ice as she was smooshed deeply into Vera's massively fat belly, her body sinking into the warm flab as the bottomless pit of the wrestler hauled her in close. “Oh? Is there nothing left out here?” Vera asked, her eyes scanning the same empty platters and plates just as the waitress had done moments ago. “Aww, but I’m still so hungry…”
The waitress stood still as she felt Vera's huge belly gurgle and quiver against her body. The roiling, gooey churns of her happily digesting stomach were deafening...
Just then, the doors to the kitchen burst open, a huge cart covered in five-star dishes emerging, followed by the timid chef pushing it along. Vera perked up at the sound, and the engorged wrestler flashed her new servitor a wide grin.
“Hi! Did you bring me more tasty treats? My belly’s only about halfway full, so I can fit a lot more food inside me!" Vera pushed the waitress aside so nothing would impede her from her food.
"How...how can you still be eating?!” The chef shouted, stopping dead in her tracks and leaving the cart unattended.
“Well...I'm still hungry, that's why I'm eating!” Vera said with a giggle and a petit burp, taking a heaping handful of her tummy and wobbling it. Waves of soft blubber rolled and jiggled at her touch. The albino girl’s massive gut utterly dominated her form, dragging along the floor as she trudged along on her tree-trunk thighs. Impossibly wide hips sporting an immeasurably fat ass followed along in her wake, decimating any doorways the wrestler happened across and bowling over anything that wasn’t buried beneath her belly fat or plucked up and added to it. Though the girl's blobby tits were as large as her head, or perhaps even more, they still looked small in comparison to the rest of her body.
The two remaining staff workers at the sushi restaurant didn’t have any words to describe how they felt about this woman still being here. She came in the morning and refused to leave long after everyone else went home. They watched as Vera hauled her tremendous, quaking bulk upwards and trotted her merry way towards the cart of food. The mounds of fat that coated her body moved more akin to pudding than to flesh. Each hefty, floor-creaking step sent her many rolls of blubber into motion. The entirety of her body swayed from side to side as she moved, her blubber moving as though on a delay from her steps.
With each tremendous footfall, her engorged gut sloshed, gurgled, and protested the movement. How could one person possibly eat so much?! When Vera had wandered into their restaurant she had certainly been plump, but now she had become positively mountainous, and was still craving for more!
The chef and the waitress were still caught up in her whirlwind of conflicting thoughts as Vera polished off the last of the food on the cart, sending the platter that previously held the last dish down her throat for good measure. Another small belch was stifled, and another satisfied pat was awarded to her tummy.
Humming cheerfully once more, Vera grasped two overflowing handfuls of blubber and mashed them together. Her fingers sank deep into the dough, pressing deep down into the layers of her fat yet still failing to find even a hint of the stomach that rested beneath. The fact that her fat was becoming too thick to even feel the rest of her body through was… exhilarating for Vera, to say the least.
What was more exhilarating and exciting, however, was digesting all of that meaty slop. Her stomach boomed forth as it happily went to work. Hot, pulsating walls kneaded and ground down into the food she had gorged upon, softening and mushing it together, slowly working all of those diverse dishes and the server who prepared them into a single, sloppy mass of semi-liquid calories. Once everything was thoroughly mulched and mashed, her meals were ready for their next, and final step. Vera’s stomach roughly pumped the mass of fattening goop into the latter half of her guts, siphoning the stew down and forcing it into her.
And with that finished, Vera grew even fatter. Her dune of a belly bulged out even further with fresh layers of flab, rolling across the carpet and knocking over the cart that had once held a banquet-sized feast. Quivers of delight went up and down her body as her chest expanded, fatty globes sinking into her belly and weighing even more heavily upon her. Her lardy ass expanded with great, lurching wobbles, hanging lower and lower while providing a convenient shelf for her rolls of fat and too-generous love handles to rest upon. To support her even more massive butt, Vera's thighs expanded to something more akin to redwoods than the mighty oaks they had been before. A veritable barrelful of soft fat now had to slide and ooze past its twin with every step she took, not that anyone would ever be able to see it with her obscene belly in the way.
Finally, only a few gently burbling dregs remained within her pit of a stomach. Vera felt giddy as she surveyed her immense mass, drinking in every sensation of her huge, warm, soft body--and fantasizing about what it would feel like to be even bigger. Fatter, larger, more immense. She wanted her gut to fill rooms and then overflow them, and with her appetite and current mass, that wasn’t a far-off goal. All she had to do was keep eating, stuff herself silly, devour more and more. More of Vera, and less of everything else.
Harmony awoke as she heard a series of groans and creaks come over from Vera's bed as her roommate stirred, the titanic albino woman rolling onto her back and pulling off the covers of her mostly naked body. Harmony arose drowsily, remembering her dream as clear as day as the blinding midday sun peered in through the window. She watched the fat hippo of a woman turn around as she heard movement behind her, her belly had shrunk down significantly down to its normal size but had noticeably grown an inch or two from its original size yesterday. Her gigantic thighs still squished together, and her huge, heaving chest was sagging down to her belly, round and soft as they were last night with perhaps a tiny bit more volume.
“Oh hey, You’re up! Ready for breakfast, roomie?”
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