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Growing Round Chapter 1: Does any of you know how hard it is to keep a farm afloat? Because I sure do. Harvey Sanders, happily married, father of 2, owner of the the Sanders Family farm passed down for generations. We’ve not been doing so great recently, that’s for sure. Some taxes here, some bills there, and very soon it becomes very hard to keep up. Plus, the amount of fresh products I need to cultivate each day is, I’ll just say, too much. But I keep up. I keep up with the cultivation each year because it has become my family’s legacy. My father wanted me to keep up, and so wanted my grandpa. They both put so much sweat and blood in this gigantic project that I could never think of turning it down. And so, for the past 38 years, I’ve been hard at work making this dream work. May 38th. I was just done with the carrots when I felt my wife, Elena, give my shoulder a light tap. ‘You should be careful with this sun’ she starts as she hands me a fresh lemonade. ‘I think we both remember how it went down last year.’ I cringed as I remembered last summer’s heat stroke. ‘That’s a good point. Remind me to pick a hat tonight, hun’ ‘The sun will not wait for tonight. You’re getting your hat now’ she scolded as she gave me “the look”. If there was anything I’ve learned during these past 14 years of marriage, it was that if I ever see “the look”, then there was no room for discussions. As we headed down the fields, I stopped as I saw the familiar black RV I’ve gotten accustomed to parked down the alley. ‘Oh...’ Elena looked towards me with her clear blue eyes. ‘It’ll be fine honey, you know what to say.’ I carefully ran my hand down her golden hair, before giving here a kiss. ‘You know it.’ I opened the two front doors, greeting Mr Johnson and his redhead secretary Scarlet. “Good evening Mr.Johnson. How may I help you tonight?’ ‘Take a seat, Harvey. I have other stuff to do, we need to get going fast’ ‘Al... Alright’ I answered awkwardly as I guided them both to the dining table. I watched as my boss sat down. Next to his intimidating figure was his secretary’s, way smaller and slimmer than him. Scarlet was holding her belly, with a perceivable grimace on her face. As I’ve said, I’m a father of two. I know a hungry girl when I see one. ‘Don’t worry, Scarlet. You can have some of these if you wish’ I said as I handed her the jam puffs lying in the middle of the table, waiting to be eaten. ‘Oh, thank you so much, Harvey, but I’m on a diet... I really shouldn’t...’ ‘Oh please, they’re a fresh batch! I need somebody to give me their opinion, anyway!’ ‘Oh, if you insist...’she said, as she reached for a puff. ‘Harvey, please, there’s no time for jam puffs of anything. There’s only time for business right now.’ I had forgotten about my boss, still waiting for our discussion to continue. ‘Of course, sir... Yes, what is it?’ ‘I’ll be brief, Harvey, the harvest isn’t going fast enough. We need more food, and way faster.’ ‘Faster? But sir! This is a farm we’re talking about! This is something out of my reach...’ ‘Well then, Harvey, I can maybe satisfy my inverstors by offering you a quite interesting deal of...’ ‘The farm’s not for sale.’ I stood, firmly. ‘We already went through this.’ ‘Things are how they are, Harvey. Those are the only two solutions, and you know it.’ ‘I’ll... I’ll make it go faster. You have my word.’ ‘Well then’ my boss finished as he stood up. ‘You better get to work now. I guess I’ll see you again in two months, Harvey.’ ‘Yes sir. See you then’ I was so focused on our face to face that I failed to notice all the jam puffs were gone. All 5 of them. I looked up, finding one in Scarlet’s hand, some jam still remaining on the corner of her lips. ‘See you next week, Harvey!’ I was surprised, to say the least. Didn’t she say she was on a diet?’ Chapter 2: I still remember that cool summer breeze coming through as I sat down in front of my porch, all alone. I didn’t know what I could possibly do next. That was until the wind brought to me a peculiar page, that seemed ripped off of a magazine. My eyes were directed towards a smiling face, happily showing a bag full of colorful food. The smiling face was owned by a thin woman, dressed in a peculiar white blouse decorated with a colorful ribbon. The title read ‘Having problems with your growth? Call Demeter, the goddess of harvest!’ Now I didn’t know what any of this meant, but there wasn’t any way of denying this seemed like this ‘goddess of harvest’ was a solution worth a shot. Intrigued, I called the number, and booked a meeting at my farm the next day. I went back to sleep, next to my wife, wondering what that was all about. Surely, it wouldn’t be anything life changing, right? ‘So you have this... Sketchy businesswoman a call? Is that it’ Elena didn’t like this idea, at all. ‘I mean, we’re already screwed, anyway. I figured it may be worth a shot, right?’ ‘Still, I just... don’t like this idea, really...’ She paused for a moment. ‘It’s like... Something is about to explode.’ ‘Mommy! I’m hungry!’ We we’re cut off by Lisa, one of our little angels. I raised an eyebrow, trying to figure out what Elena meant before she rushed back towards the kids. Incidentally, we heard a loud knock on our front door. I turned towards Elena, piercing me with a murderous gaze. ‘It better not be expensive.’ I gulped are that remark. I opened the door, expecting the said goddess of harvest, but I couldn’t find her anywhere. The person that was there, instead, was an enormous woman, maybe five times the weight that goddess was supposed to be. ‘Harvey, I presume!’ She greeted me gleefully. If there was any first impression I had of this woman, excluding her looks, it was her very jovial and welcoming tone and attitude. ‘It is a pleasure to meet you, my dear!’ She then invited herself inside the house, I was left quite shocked, I’ll say, as I watched her entire body wiggle with every heavy footstep she took. I looked down, seeing she was wearing... Heels? How were they keeping up with that much weight? ‘Will you stop contemplating, honey? We have a lot of work to do!’ I stood there, analyzing her face and clothes. It really was the woman on the picture. Just... Many sizes up. ‘So that’s about it’ I finsihed my story, hoping she could help me with my harvest problem. ‘Do you think you can help me?’ ‘Why, yes, my dear. Of course I can. I’m surprised you’re even asking, after all, harvest is in my title!’ She started laughing heavily, her basketball sized breasts jiggling with every breath. ‘Now now, we just need a bit of this...’ She looked down her rainbow purse, and grabbed a tiny jar that seemed to contain some sort of... Shiny powder? She then started emptying the jar around the plantations, letting the shiny powder flow through the air. ‘Wait!’ I screamed. ‘What are you doing! If any of this gets on my plantations, it may stop the growth...’ ‘Will you shut these sweet lips of yours, honey? I am certainly helping you, here.’ ‘Ok, ok, whatever. Are we done, now?’ ‘No, no. Not. Even. Close.’ She got closer with each word, letting her sausage finger lay on my lips, telling me to stop complaining. ‘Honey, do you know how harvesting works?’ ‘Why, yes, it’s sunlight, oxygen, wat...’ ‘No, honey, no. Harvest is an exchange. An exchange between the earth, and you.’ ‘Uhm...’ I had some trouble following. ‘Ok...’ ‘But! The earth is very generous, it gives you more than you give them! What we want to do right now, is to give them back. As you harvest, the earth will harvest too, and all will grow as desired!’ ‘That’s good... So, what’s next?’ ‘Say, honey, you’re married, aren’t you?’ ‘Yes!’ I nearly choked, surprised by that sudden question. ‘If you choose to go with your loved one, the earth will only be more generous. The more you love, the more earth will give!’ ‘I am not following, but that’s fine...’ I just wanted to get over with this meeting. That big woman was sprouting nonsense. ‘How much do I owe you?’ I’ll get my payment later, hun. After all, I am said to leave my customers full.’ Chapter 3: ‘Harvey, pass me some salad, will you?’ Elena asked, holding her hand up. ‘Again? You sure seem hungry tonight, hun!’ ‘Oh, not really. That salad you took today just seems... More tasty than usual.’ ‘Really?’ I asked as I gave it another bite. ‘Seems normal to me.’ ‘I don’t want salad!’ Liza started whining, desperate. ‘Liza, it’s salad. Eat.’ Elena really didn’t want to go through this. ‘No! Mommy, it’s poison!’ continued Mina, our younger daughter. ‘Don’t eat, mommy!’ ‘It’s fine.’ Elena sighed as she continued emptying her plate, not paying attention to her daughter. ‘It’s dad’s. There’s no poison. Now eat.’ Strangely, Elena seemed to be... Hungrier than usual, if that makes sense? I just wasn’t used to see her go with such an appetite... Of course, that couldn’t mean nothing. I shrugged it off, and went back to my own plate, not suspecting what was going to happen next... The following days, I started noticing some improvements with the plantations. True to her words, it seemed like Demeter did make plantations go slightly faster after all. Things were definitely going better than I anticipated. ‘Mmh, the pumpkins are looking bloated, aren’t they?’ I looked back towards my wife, who was currently munching on some shrimps or something. The pumpkins didn’t really seem like the bloated ones here. Elena’s belly seemed way wider than I was used to. ‘Y... Yes. Here’s hoping they will be ready for the Biggest Pumpkin contest, next week. ‘They probably will.’ She pointed towards the roundest one. ‘I’m betting on this one. I feel like a connection going on! It’s my girl, she got it!’ ‘Ha, well, here’s hoping.’ I laughed too. ‘You’ll probably be right, as always.’ And right she was. The week afterwards, as we headed towards the contest, the pumpkin was the biggest I have ever seen. And strangely, this situation reminded me of something else. ‘Look! It’s so big now!’ Exclaimed Elena, our two kids on her lap. They seemed to enjoy it more than usual, seeing as how her now meaty legs were being used as cushions. Elena’s whole body seemed way plumper, and rounder nearly everywhere. I got surprised to see her breasts start peaking out of her shirt, like they wanted some fresh air... We won the contest, with no surprises. As the mayor started speaking, I could hear the words of some townsfolk, not very happy with my victory. ‘Harvey’s pumpkin is looking hella big.’ ‘Just like his wife, I mean, just look at her!’ ‘Jesus, what is happening to poor Elena?’ ‘Harvey must feed her well. Let’s just hope she doesn’t keep on growing.’ And growing, she did. As the days passed, her belly was getting rounder, her thighs, breasts and ass were also keeping up with it, filling out the clothes she had. Being the supportive husband that I was, of course, I decided to... Not tell her anything. She didn’t seem to notice she was growing, so there wasn’t any reason to make her panic. Therefore, I headed towards a local clothing shop, hoping to find some fitting clothes. However, what I found instead was none other than the goddess of Harvest herself. Chapter 4: ‘Harvey ! Honey! How are you and your... wife of yours.’ ‘F... Fine. Absolutely fine.’ She raised her eyes, noticing I wasn’t looking through the regular aisle, but rather the bigger sizes. ‘Is everything growing to your likings?’ ‘Growing? Yeah. Things are totally growing, and...’ I stopped, realizing that woman may be up to something, after all. ‘It’s my wife. She’s, let’s say, eating more than usual.’ ‘Ho ho ho! Why, well, that’s a good sign, darling! That’s only part of the game! I’m guessing that harvest of yours is doing fine too!’ ‘Yes, but how did you...’ and in a flash, everything started to make sense. Just like that. ‘That exchange of yours, is that what you were talking about?’ ‘Why, yes, darling ! As your loved one grows, so does your harvest! It’s an exchange, just like I told you!’ ‘Wait, this can’t be! So my wife, grew fat because...’ ‘Is growing’ she cut me. ‘The process is only getting started! ‘Wha... But the harvest is perfect as is! I don’t need any more harvesting, and I don’t want my wife to become a human balloon! It needs to stop!’ ‘Why darling, that is not possible. The exchange only works a certain way. You cannot control it. Who do you think you are, a god?’ She continued laughing, even louder than usual. ‘No, no... But don’t worry, darling. A woman like her. A bit of... Curves!’ She said as she bounced her giant hip. ‘It won’t hurt her.’ ‘I...’ I was speechless. The only thing I could do was continue shopping. Just like that, I left the gigantic lady. ‘Oh, and one last thing, darling!’ She stopped me, before I went. ‘Those clothes of yours,’ she said as she pointed towards the big dress I was holding. ‘They won’t be even remotely enough. Aim higher!’ She laughed, as she directed me towards the plus size aisle. Chapter 5: I woke up, surprised by the smooth chirping of the birds next to my window. ‘Did you sleep well honey?’ I was surprised by that voices, that seemed stronger than the one that I was accustomed to. I understood, as I turned around and faced my wife’s double chin. ‘Hun, that gown of yours, it’s...’ ‘Hmm? What’s wrong with my gown, she said, looking around herself, not noticing anything different than usual... except her skin was litterally fighting with the fabric, starting to create shreds down the sides, and letting my wife’s now soft flesh passing through. My wife had become quite an overweight woman. ‘I mean, just look at you, it’s...’ She ignored me, as she started eating down an apple pie that was waiting for her next to the bed. I wasn’t surprised, as I ralrely saw her do anything other than eat recently. ‘And stop overeating, ok!’ I snapped, getting rid of the plate in her hands. Suddenly, the now plump cheeks of my wife turned red. ‘What are you doing! Give it back!’she tried reaching for the plate, as I raised it up in the air. She quickly went out of breath, seeing as she couldn’t reach that apple pie she so wanted. ‘I know I may have gotten... chubbier, recently.’ ‘I nodded. Even though chubby was an extreme understatement at this point.’ ‘But I’ll exercise, and lose the weight, is this alright?’ I sighed, and left her be with her pie. There wasn’t anything I could do after all. I opened the front door as I heard it knock, travelling Mr.Johnson himself! And his... Secretary? Scarlet, just like Elena, had been going up a few wardrobes, seeing at how big she was getting. Did it have anything to do with the harvest? Was it another of Demeter’s plans? No... it couldn’t. I started thinking rapidly, and realized... The reason why Scarlet started eating again in the first place was because she... Failed keeping up with her diet? And whose fault was it? Oh yeah... It was mine. To the surprise of nobody, my boss was happy with the harvest. I greeted both of them as they left my house, and watched poor scarlet as she seemed troubled to enter the car and sit down properly, without making a mess with her huge body. As I headed down the farm, I noticed the winner pumpkin. We brought it back after the contest, as a souvenir. ‘Wait... Was it always this big?’ Chapter 6: September had come, and the harvest was flourishing. Never in the farm’s career had crops been this good. ‘Mommy ! Let me grab you! It’s like you’re floating!’ I turned around, seeing my beautiful wife and my two amazing children, enjoying the new swimming pool we were able to afford with the recent rise in our fundings. I must say, things were amazing. ‘Are you done with the sweet peas?’ I turned around, coming face to face with my beautiful wife. She was nothing like the Elena I used to know, showing as this new body of hers resembled more a water balloon than any other thing I used to know. Her gigantic breasts jumped up and down as she walked. Her belly seemed to be overflowing, pushing against the tight fabric of her orange one piece swimsuit. Her has had become two big soft orbs, becoming quite handy whenever you’d like to sit down, and her thighs seemed meetier and juicier than any piece of meet I’ve ever seen. ‘Not yet hun, one more minute’ I leaned towards, hoping for a kiss. But as she leaned too, her swimsuit’s sides shred again, revealing her ever expanding body. ‘Again?’ I thought. That was litterally the biggest size they had in stores. ‘Good luck finding a new one’ I thought to myself. ‘Oh! Don’t you worry, miss sanders! These things happen often to me too!’ A quote that wasn’t surprising, considering who it was coming from. ‘Oh, good afternoon, Demeter!” Answered my wife, forgetting about the shameful incident that just happened. ‘Go change yourself, dear! I’ll have a quick talk with your handsome husband, here...’ And with these words, my wife waddled he way out of the scene. ‘I’ve got to give it to you. Things are going well right now.’ ‘Of course they are! After all, my services have always worked perfectly, even for me !’ She laughed as she gave her belly a loud slap, making the whole thing wobble. I smirked, making the connections in my head. ‘Anyways, hun. I can see that harvest of yours has been a real success. The results are a real treat.’ ‘Yes, and my tomatoes are...’ ‘I wasn’t talking about your vegetables, dearie.’ ‘Ah...’ I stopped, thinking for a minute. ‘Good thing it’s not getting any bigger, now, or else...’ ‘Who said it was over, dear? It may be slowing down. But only stops at a certain point.’ I freezed, surprised by that answer. ‘A certain point? When?’ ‘Pop’. Demeter then left the scene, just like she came, and that was the last I’ve ever heard of her. ‘That big, huh?’ I smirked, looking at the winner pumpkin, now the size of a house.

Hey, I've been working on a small WG sequence recently. It's basically a mother gaining weight with the years. Hope you guys enjoy. Here you go yall, don't hesitate to give feedback