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    Part 38; Sunday, Camp Manitowash; Day 79

            A brief silence overcame the various groups of fit counselors enjoying their breakfast. All eyes in the counselor’s lounge turned to view an unusual sight.  A slightly exposed belly, soft and round, protruding forward, jiggling slightly with every step, was among their ranks, and it belonged to none other than Amber Cullins, helping herself to a second chocolate chip muffin.

            Some eyes lingered, judgmentally, on the way her matching pair of love handles oozed over the waistband of her black yoga pants, forming an honest to goodness muffin top.  But Aaron’s eyes zoomed in on the surprising depth Amber’s navel now sported, obscuring the shine from her once prized navel ring.  Her once slim waist was non-existent at this point, in its place a single big gut now pooched outward from under the orange camp Manitowash t-shirt that now appeared at least two or three sizes too small for the only officially chubby fat camp counselor chowing down among them.

            As she turned to trudge back to her table, keeping her eyes low to the floor to avert eye contact, she clumsily bumped into a chair someone was sitting in, dropping the muffin she’d just ventured over to grab. Bending over to retrieve it from the ground, Aaron and no doubt other onlookers, could spot the outline of Amber’s panties straining to contain the swollen orbs of fat her once flawless ass had ballooned into.  Hurrying to a trash can, Amber chucked her muffin, returned to the pastry table and instead slapped two cream-filled donuts onto her plate before repeating the process of returning to her table without further incident.

            Every time Aaron saw Amber in passing, it took longer and longer for him to recognize her.  Her slim and perfect body type had been replaced by one that was far pudgier and heavyset.  She’d expanded to the point, in Aaron’s eyes, she was starting to blend in with some of the campers.  She certainly looked out of place in the counselor’s lounge.  Part of him couldn’t believe she was the same girl he was swapping spit with earlier in the summer.  Amber was looking more and more like her sister each passing week.  It was uncanny.  Genetics loaded the gun, her birth control had pulled the trigger.  He couldn’t help feeling bad for her, as he watched her, from afar, rejoining her considerably slimmer friends.

            Sitting down next to Sally, and across from Stacey, Amber’s hand unconsciously stroked down along the pudgy, bloated mound of belly fat that was forcing her inadequate shirt to ride up an embarrassingly high amount, until she reached the waistband of her yoga pants and tugged them up to her belly button in an attempt to obscure the sizeable roll of lower belly fat spilling out onto her lap.  

            “Wow, not shying away from desserts, are ya Amber?” Stacey judgmentally inquired with a sh*t-eating grin plastered upon her face.

            “Why should I?  It’s not like it matters.”  Amber grunted, while sinking her teeth into her first creamy donut, and then continuing to talk as she chewed, “Thanks to my birth control problems I’ll probably keep putting on weight for the rest of the summer no matter what I eat.  So, what’s the point of starving myself for no reason?”

            Amber sounded like a broken woman.  And after the weigh-in yesterday, Sally wasn’t surprised her former counselor was in emotional shambles today.  The look of horror on Amber’s face, and the tears that fell from her softer cheeks when her current weight was broadcast to the other cabins, were etched into her mind.  During the weigh-ins on week seven, Amber fainted at the prospect of weighing 156lbs.

            Yesterday, a full month later, during the week 11 weigh-ins, Amber discovered she was up to 185 pounds, one pound heavier than Juanita, the camper she’d just weighed.  She was gaining roughly seven pounds a week, a pound every day.  Such a rapid expansion seemed unbelievable, but seeing was believing, and it sure did look like Amber was swelling up at a breakneck pace. After all, she was now officially heavier than one of the fat campers she was supposed to be a role model for. With three weeks left of camp, it was anybody’s guess how many more campers Amber would outweigh when the summer was all said and done…

            “C’mon Amber, maybe try cutting down on the sweets.  You’re supposed to set an example for your campers. What would they think if they saw you pigging out right now?”  Stacey replied not letting up.

            “I don’t care what those brats think.  I don’t even care if we win the stupid rankings anymore. As far as I’m concerned, I’m just here for the paycheck from now on.”  Amber mumbled, finishing her first donut in sloppy fashion, and picking up her second.

             “You don’t mean that.”  Sally interjected, putting a hand on Amber’s meaty thigh in a show of support.  She was a little taken aback by how soft she felt, but Sally didn’t dare verbalize any such thought.

             In response, Amber just glared at her far slimmer coworker and growled defiantly, “Summer can’t end soon enough.  I just want to sort out my birth control, go back to college and get my body and my life back to normal.”

            “Then by all means, keep enjoying your dessert.” Stacey added smugly, before grabbing her empty plate and standing up above her pudgy former rival for Aaron’s affections and proclaiming, “I better get going.  I’ve got plans for later.  Big plans.”

            “Good for you.  Bye.” Amber spat in response, as Sally mustered a weak wave.  Once Stacey had pranced far enough away from them, Amber muttered under her breath, “B*tch.”

             “Yeah, somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.  What you eat is none of her business.”  Sally proclaimed trying to show Amber some solidarity before adding, “So, how are you holding up after yesterday?”

            “Not well.”  Amber admitted, taking a small bite of her second donut before continuing with her mouth full, “but because I cried my eyes out, and because it’s not my fault that I’ve been putting on weight, Pack Leader said she’ll excuse me from any further weigh-ins.  So, that’s a silver lining.”

            “Good, good.”  Sally hummed, as she removed her hand from Amber’s thick thighs and watched as the formerly flawless vixen continue to eat her donut without remorse.  She’d never seen Amber chow down so carelessly before. It was like she was possessed by a fat ghost or something.  Or under some type of voodoo spell…

           “Doesn’t change the fact that I’ve turned into a hideous ton of lard, this summer, but it’s better than nothing.”  Amber sighed with a third bite of her donut, leaving only a little piece left in her hands that was dripping with creamy custard.

            “Amber, you’re not hideous.  You’ve gained some weight, pretty fast, but you still look really good.” Sally replied, trying to cheer her up.

            “You can save the body positivity bullsh*t for someone who cares, I don’t need your pity Sally.  I’ve outgrown all my clothes this summer and I’m starting to outgrow all the clothes I borrowed from my sister.  Aaron’s repulsed by me.  I…  I look like a soccer mom!”  Amber ranted conveying her irritability this morning.

            “Amber,”  Sally muttered trying to think of something to say.

            “Enough Sally, I don’t want to hear it right now.  I just want to enjoy my donut in peace.  Is that too much to ask for?”  Amber babbled over her.

            “No.  Go ahead.” Sally chirped letting it go, as Amber thrust what remained of her donut into her mouth and in the process, spilled a gob of creamy custard right upon her breasts.

            “Jesus f*cking christ…  How are fat girls supposed to eat?”  Amber lamented, as she grabbed a napkin from the table and tried to wipe off her shirt, “I might just let my tits hang out at this point, no matter what I do I keep spilling stuff on them.”

            Sally watched silently, mesmerized by Amber’s attempts to clean herself up.  It was so odd.  Once upon a time, Sally’s own body had been far fatter than Amber’s currently was, and Sally remembered the problems she’d once endured thanks to having larger breasts, a larger belly, larger, well, everything.  It annoyed her a little bit, Amber calling herself fat.  Amber was bigger, sure, but she only thought she was fat because she used to weigh 119 pounds.  That was her reference point.  Sally remembered getting down to 185 pounds and feeling skinny.  Perception was a funny thing.

            ‘I wonder how Amber will feel about how she weighs now, if she gets even bigger…’  Sally couldn’t help but wonder to herself.

             Registering Sally’s silence about what she just said as a sign to change the subject, that’s exactly what Amber did.

            “What did you think Stacey meant when she said she had plans later?”  Amber questioned, as she finished cleaning herself, and Sally snapped out of her funk.

             “Oh, I don’t know.”  Sally hummed unconvincingly.

             Turning her softened face, Amber locked her gaze on Sally’s nervous eyes, “I know you know.  If you wanna make me feel better, spill the beans.”

             “I don’t think knowing would make you feel better.”  Sally shrugged innocently.

             Letting out a disappointed sigh, Amber replied knowingly, “She’s hanging out with Aaron.  Isn’t she?”

             “Down by the lake, after dark.  Sorry Amber.” Sally prattled, unable to keep Stacey’s secret to herself.  

             “Don’t be sorry for me.  It’s whatever.  I’m so totally over him anyway.”  Amber shrugged reaching for her plate only to frown when she discovered it was empty, “Do you wanna maybe split a donut with me?  I’m usually not this hungry in the morning, but it’s like nothing is hitting the spot right now.”

            “I know that feeling.  Sure, I’ll split one with you.”  Sally hummed in agreement.

            “Thanks Sally.  You’re a good friend.”  Amber replied, briefly placing her hand on Sally’s and squeezing it to express her appreciation. 

             “Thanks.  So are you.” Sally nodded, as she watched Amber heave herself out of her chair and sway her widened hips back over to the pastry table.  She couldn’t help but notice that compared to Stacey’s ** backside, Amber’s had hers beat in the girth department by a long shot.  It was really obvious when she bent over to grab the donut…  No, two donuts…  No, three?

            As Sally saw Amber reach for a fourth donut, she couldn’t help, but wonder with a little worry in the back of her mind, ‘How many donuts does Amber plan on splitting with me?’
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    "The Queen of Cabin Nine" returns! Sorry for the hiatus!  Won't stop this time until the story is finally finished!
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    Part 37; Sunday Afternoon, Camp Manitowash; Day 72

            Cabin nine stood at attention, in an uneasy silence, while Amber slowly paced back and forth, her hair thrown into an uncharacteristically messy ponytail and her hands behind her back, trying to make sense of the results of her surprise raid.  The irritated blonde looked positively plump in her pair of high-waisted grey joggers and undersized yellow crop-top.  The counselor’s gut, butt, hips, and thighs had expanded to the point that they nearly rivaled some of her campers in size.

            The increasing lack of contrast between the captive fat-campers and their overbearing counselor certainly seemed to diminish Amber’s previously unquestionable aura of authority, but in times like this, when it was obvious the bloated blonde was about to blow her gasket, Amber’s rotten temper still commanded enough respect to make her sheep fall in line.  Despite numerous counselors, and Pack Leader Thompson, searching every inch of cabin nine, not a single piece of contraband was found. Not so much as a single fun sized snickers bar or Cheeto bag.  Things didn’t add up, and Amber wasn’t happy about it.  

            “Less than half of you lost any weight this past week.  We’ve gone from first to second… to third in the cabin rankings.” Amber began, as she continued to pace, not bothering to look her campers in the eye just yet, she was too disappointed in them, “I know we didn’t find any contraband in cabin nine, but I know most of you are sneaking junk food one way or another.  The evidence is the inches on your waistlines that aren’t going away.  That might not be sufficient evidence for Pack Leader to take drastic measures, but it’s enough for me.  It’s going to take a miracle for this cabin to get back into contention for cabin of the year.”

           While Amber finished her thought, she turned to pace in the other direction, but her mind wasn’t paying attention to spatial awareness, so thanks to her widened hips, she accidentally bumped into an unsuspecting camper standing next to her.

            “Oof.” Jessie muttered under her breath, as Amber’s softened hip pressed into her gut and knocked her slightly off balance.

            “Watch where you’re standing Cooper, I’m walking here.”  Amber replied not taking accountability for her mistake.

            This prompted a muffled response from the victimized camper that Amber couldn’t quite make out.

            “What was that?  Care to share with the group Cooper?”  Amber questioned firmly planting her feet in front of the larger camper and pressing a finger right into the center of her gut.

            “I said,”  Jessie began, “You’re the only person in cabin nine who cares about the stupid cabin rankings!”

            “You should all care about the cabin rankings!”  Amber snapped back instinctively.

            “Why?” Jessie fired back with some sass in her voice.

            “Because I’m your counselor and I said so!  Don’t forget why your parents sent you here!  All of you lack self-control, that’s why I’m in charge of whipping you into shape!”  Amber roared without hesitation.

            However, this belligerent statement caused Juanita, who was obscured from Amber’s view by her fellow campers to burst out insubordinately, “Why should I take orders from a mean b*tch who’s ass is fatter than mine!”

            “Ugh!” Amber gasped. Her hands rushed to her enlarged rear end as if to try and subconsciously conceal its size, while a wave of similar shocked expressions overcame the now fearful campers standing before her.  Unable to stop herself from blushing with embarrassment, Amber snarled in retaliation, “Who said that!?”

            But her question was only met with silence and stares.  All eyes seemed to dip from Amber’s face to her rounded gut and thickened butt.

            ‘Everyone is staring at my big belly…  and my fat ass…’  Amber realized with a quick thought.  She knew they were looking at the sorry state of her figure’s fitness and questioning her credibility as a weight loss counselor.  Her cheeks burned ever brighter and in trying to find the correct step forward, she closed her eyes, held her breath, and tried to think as fast as she could.

            No matter how hard she tried, it seemed like she couldn’t shame this batch of fat campers into getting with the program.  So, maybe if shame wasn’t working, sympathy would.  Letting out the air she’d been nervously holding inside of her, Amber decided to go ahead with a little rehearsed speech she’d been planning as a contingency for almost a week now.

            She struck a sincere, yet vulnerable tone, and let loose, “I want to take a moment to address a… situation. This… situation has become a talking point among those in this cabin and among those in our camp community at large over the last few weeks.  And… It centers around my… weight.”

            Amber paused, taking a big gulp, for dramatic effect, plopped both her hands upon her newfound belly, and continued, “The truth is… I’ve gained weight this summer.  A lot of weight.  I’m sure you’ve all noticed…  I’m even overweight according to a doctor’s chart…”

            Though what she was saying was more or less rehearsed, the embarrassment she felt owning up to her increase in weight in front of so many people was much more difficult to push through than she’d anticipated. Yet, she had no choice but to keep going.  The cat was out of the bag.  Her Aunt knew, her sister knew, her coworkers knew, her campers knew, even Aaron knew her perfect figure was no more.  Using her unfortunate situation to her advantage in this moment was the least she could do.

             “But I’m not pregnant!”  Amber emphasized, getting her mind back on track, “I haven’t been chowing down on confiscated contraband.  I haven’t been cursed by a voodoo doll… I’ve been at the doctor’s office these last three Saturday’s getting tests done, and I’ve learned my birth control is responsible for my… increase in weight.  Thought it might have been a problem with my thyroid, but we ruled that out.”

            Looking upon her campers to see how they were buying her sob story, Amber noticed a lot of skepticism on their pudgy faces, so she pointed out the obvious, “I see the doubt on your faces. I’m not making excuses. I’m sharing a matter of fact.  Look.  I’ve never been overweight before.  This is new territory for me, and honestly, I’m terrified.  According to my doctor…  I’ll keep putting on more weight as I transition to a new birth control prescription because my hormones are out of whack.  It’s also why my tempter’s been… worse than usual.”

           A few murmurs erupted from her onlookers, but Amber let them chatter and just kept pressing on, “In my brain, I know that my weight doesn’t determine my self-worth as a person or as your counselor…  I know that I am much more than a number on a scale, but honestly… These past few weeks have been so hard… I feel like I’ve lost control of my body… my life… I’m supposed to be a role model, and now I’m almost the same weight as some of you.  I feel like a big fat failure, even though I know it’s not my fault!  If you’ve ever felt remotely similar to how I’m feeling now, I want you to listen to me right now.  I want all of you to reach your weight loss goals by summer’s end.  Not because it will reflect well on me, but because I owe it to all of you.  You all deserve to make your parents proud.  You all deserve to have something positive to show for all your time spent here.  Something positive to feel good about.  I know we haven’t really been doing too well in that regard these last few weeks… as a cabin.  So…  Please meet me halfway.  Give me a second chance.  A fresh start.  Listen to my advice.  Quit resisting my methods, and I promise I’ll meet you halfway too.”

            “Are you serious?”  Alison questioned once it seemed that Amber had finished saying her piece.

             “Yes.”  Amber affirmed looking over her crowd and seeing looks of honest contemplation on the faces of her chubby campers.  Her speech seemed to be working.

            “Then stop punishing us with exercise!  The only time I actually hate working out is when you force us to!”  Jessie spat, as other girls grumbled similar grievances in agreement.

            “Okay. You all still need to exercise regularly, but fine.  It doesn’t have to be a punishment anymore.  Done.  What else?” Amber compromised.  She was willing to barter away some of her more extreme methods if it meant people started falling back in line and quit fighting her every step of the way.

            “Can we do something fun?  Every day.”  Juanita inquired tentatively.

            “Sure.”  Amber nodded, noticing more people coming around.

            “And longer water breaks!”  Alison piped.

            “Deal.”  Amber smiled in response, while pointing in Alison’s direction.

            “No more fat shaming.  No more mean insults when we are trying to exercise.”  Betty burst sounding like she was about the only one that hadn’t softened her skepticism.

            “I was just trying to motivate you guys.”  Amber muttered in her defense before relenting, “But… I see now that I was… too enthusiastic. You guys need positive motivation during calisthenics, not… insults.  I’ll be better going forward.  And is it fair for me to expect you all to be better going forward too?”

             Her question was met with silence.

            “Am I being unreasonable?”  Amber added, as her onlookers began shaking their heads.

            “Alright then.”  Amber replied turning, waving, and muttering, “dismissed.”

            Then she hurried her big butt back to her room at the head of the cabin.  And that appeared to be that.

            “What the hell just happened?  Where did all that come from?”  Juanita muttered, approaching her friends.

            “I don’t know, but if she wants us to feel sorry for her, she’s got another thing coming.”  Betty doubted.

            “D*amn right.”  Jessie agreed.

            “I don’t know guys.  For once Amber seemed… human.  She’s gained a lot of weight this summer, maybe she’s gained a little empathy along with all that fat?”  Alison softly countered, “If this means Amber’s reign of terror is over maybe we should quit messing with her.  I didn’t know she was having issues with her birth control.”

            “That’s because she’s making it up.  We know why she’s getting fat.  It’s not her birth control.  That’s just her excuse.”  Betty butted in.

            “But, if she’s being genuine about treating us better, I agree with Alison.  Mission accomplished.” Juanita nodded along with what Alison was saying.
     
            “No.  People like Amber don’t change on the flip of a coin like this.  She’s just trying to use her weight gain to manipulate us into feeling sorry for her!”  Betty declared, “You can let her fool you, if that’s what you want, but I’m not going to give up because of one pretty little speech.”

            “Me either.”  Jessie affirmed in solidarity with Betty.

            “Fine, let’s wait and see if she keeps her word. We can revisit the issue in a week. Then we can vote on it.”  Juanita suggested before adding, “I don’t really care if she’s changed, or if she’s lying about her birth control.  So long as she keeps her word about treating us better. That’s all that really matters to me.”

            “Same.”  Alison hummed.

            “Fine.  That sounds fair.”  Jessie muttered.

           “Whatever.”  Betty grumbled crossing her arms, “You know where I stand. If I’m out voted.  So be it.”

            “Good.  Now that that’s settled, can we talk about the raid?  Betty, what did you do with all the contraband?  Flush it down the toilets or something?”  Juanita asked wanting to know, but before Betty could respond, a familiar voice echoed over everyone else’s…

             “Betty!  Mind if I have a word?”  Amber called out, motioning with her finger for Betty to join her over by her bed.

            “Sure.”  Betty sighed, as she left the safety and comfort of her friends and entered the lion’s den with Amber.  Once they were alone, Amber just turned and stared at Betty silently.

            Betty could tell just from her ‘gotcha’ posture that the plumped-up tyrant had probably just discovered where Betty had so quickly stashed everyone’s contraband prior to the raid.  The continuing silence prompted Betty to ask defensively, “What’s up?”

            “Why were you in the cabin, instead of the cafeteria with everyone else, when we started the raid?”  Amber asked in an accusatory fashion while she studied Betty’s face for any sign of discomfort.

            “I like to use the bathroom when nobody’s around.  I already told you that.”  Betty replied, as she unconsciously crossed her arms, and then relaxed her posture trying not to assume too defensive of a stance.  In response either knowingly or unknowingly, Amber mimicked her posture.  Putting Betty ill at ease.

            “Yeah.  I guess I did already know that. Silly me.”  Amber ended her sentence with a fake giggle clearly trying to catch Betty in a lie.  However, when she opened her mouth again, her tone changed, so much so that it caught Betty off guard, “I feel I owe you… an apology. I’ve suspected you were involved with this cabin’s contraband problem for a while now, and…  It’s clear that I was totally wrong.”

            Confused with Amber’s approach, Betty still figured it was some kind of ruse.  Amber hated her.  Betty knew that more than anything.  She was lying too her face right now.  If Amber was saying she thought Betty was innocent, then she really thought she was guilty.  Deciding to try and play some mind games of her own with the blonde, Betty gave her a response she knew she would be expecting, “I mean, you’re not completely wrong.”

            “Hmm?”  Amber hummed; her curiosity clearly piqued.

            “I did seek out contraband around the start of the summer. I asked an old friend to buy some for me, but she refused.  In doing so she kinda read me the riot act, and I realized I was only sabotaging myself. I’m not going to lie; I hate this camp. I hate coming here every year, but she made me see that part of my suffering was my fault.” Betty partially lied convincingly to her torturer’s face.

            “Huh, who did you ask?”  Amber inquired, appearing to buy Betty’s half-truth.

            “Sally.  It was stupid.  She could have reported me.  I guess you could now too.”  Betty revealed playing the part of the broken camper quite well.

            “I’m not going to report you.  Heck, you’re the only reason cabin nine probably isn’t ranked fifth instead of third. You keep on losing weight, and I’ll keep your little secret.  You can trust me.”  Amber appeared to promise sweetly.

            ‘Does she even realize she just freaking blackmailed me??’  Betty wondered, while trying to maintain the appearance of compliance, and nodding her head.

            Taking Betty’s silence as acquiescence, Amber continued, “Since we’ve got a little circle of trust going on now, do you know who’s supplying all the other campers with contraband?  And where all that contraband might be stashed?”  Amber questioned, wanting to see if she could get anything else out of Betty.

            “I don’t know.  I don’t wanna know.  But even if I did know, I’m not a rat.”  Betty firmly gave her answer.

            “Of course not.”  Amber nodded appearing to respect Betty’s stance, before sounding a bit patronizing as she repeated, “Of course not.”

            Amber said this, all while judgmentally thinking, ‘You’d be more like a fat guinea pig.’

            “But do you want my opinion?”  Betty offered.

            “Sure.” Amber nodded.

            “As long as there is demand for it, campers will find suppliers for contraband.” Betty explained, “That’s always going to happen if this place bans certain foods.”

            “Yeah, I think you’re right.”  Amber hummed, clearly not really listening, “Just one more question.”

            “Yeah? What’s that?”  Betty wondered, as Amber turned around, and lifted the covers off her bed, and then stepped aside to reveal someone had cut a gash into the side of her mattress and stuffed copious amounts of junk inside of it among the cushion and springs. 

            “Which one of you fat brats in this cabin tried to frame me today?”  Amber spat with disgust in her voice.

            “I… I’ve got no idea.”  Betty muttered trying to keep her cool.

            “It had to be somebody pretty smart.  I mean, if Pack Leader had searched by bed, it would have been my word against my campers.  Seems like somebody was trying to bank on those rumors about me confiscating contraband and hording it for myself to get me in trouble.  And… you were the only one in the cabin before it was raided. You had the opportunity to do this, didn’t you?”  Amber accused with a firm poke to Betty’s belly.

            “You weren’t here yesterday.  Anyone could have done it.  Everyone had the opportunity to try and frame you when you were away.  I’m losing weight this summer.  I’m doing what I’m supposed to be doing.  You are always so quick to blame me for everything, but you don’t have any proof I did anything wrong!”  Betty shot back, throwing Amber’s accusatory tone right back into her face.

            Stunned into silence for a moment, Amber considered the merits of Betty’s points, before disregarding them and replying, “You’re right.  I guess it could have been anybody.  And I don’t have any proof it was you.  But I know you did this Betty.  It’s always you.  So, I’m warning you, step out of line again and you’ll regret it.  You’re playing with fire.”

            “Noted. Great pep talk.  Am I free to go?”  Betty muttered sensing Amber had played all her cards for now.

           “You’re dismissed.”  Amber scoffed, feeling like Betty had gotten her message.  She knew Betty would slip up eventually.  And when she did, Amber planned on being there.

            Once Betty retreated, Amber turned to the massive pile of contraband she’d discovered and pondered exactly what to do with it all.  If she reported it to Pack Leader, there was a chance her Aunt wouldn’t believe the truth, that one of her campers had planted it all there to frame her. Part of Amber wanted to recant on the promises she’d made to her campers and force them to endure a grueling workout for the ages as punishment, but she thought better of it for now.  

            She considered the option of using the massive pile of contraband stuffed into her mattress as leverage.  She could use the junk as a reward for anyone willing to out the person or person’s smuggling the stuff into the cabin and spoiling her chances of winning cabin of the year.  But such a course of action would certainly be frowned upon by her Aunt.

             That just left one thing to do with all of the junk.  Throw it all away.  What better way to punish her campers now that she’d sworn off making them exercise? Once she snatched every single last bit of junk from inside her mattress, she’d throw everything into a bag, march her campers down to the dumpster, and make them watch as she trashed their contraband.

            So, Amber grabbed a trash bag, and started the long process of removing all the candy, chips, and other foodstuffs from the inside of her mattress.  It was a longer process than she anticipated and having to stand hunched over for so long in the heat of cabin nine made it an exhausting one.  It was a little while into her endeavor, that Amber felt her stomach begin to rumble. For some reason, everything she was pulling out from under her bed looked incredibly appetizing, even stuff she never ate, like poptarts, and candy bars.

            Sparing a glance toward the other side of the cabin, Amber could tell the place was now empty.  As her hungry continued to eat away at her, a greedy thought immerged from the depths of her mind, one that proved far too tempting for the overinflated counselor to resist, ‘Since I’m going to throw it all out anyway…  What difference does it make if I have a little bite of something just to take the edge off?  Nobody’s around.  Nobody will know.  Nobody’s going to find out.  Just one little bite.’

            And just like that, Amber ripped open a poptart and took a hearty bite.  The taste was heavenly.  As she chewed, her whole body seemed to savor the flavor, producing a little tingle on the back of her neck.  When she swallowed it, another devilishly irresistible thought entered Amber’s mind, ‘Mhh! That was good! Another bite wouldn’t hurt…’
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    another one from her closet cleaning stream

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    I’m back from my hiatus from this thread to give you guys an update.
    March/April 2023 showing off her weight loss  after finishing her fitness program

    march2024 from her latest podcast episode

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    We can only hope. (Hope that her boyfriend is closet FA 😂) 
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    from her current stream



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    Her thighs are spreading so much.
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    Yeah, kind of tought that would happen 😂
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    Please stop.
    This isn't what this thread is for. 
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    Sorry, I don't like it. 
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    Ironic a site dedicated to wanting to see women put on weight pressured one into doing the opposite. Think as suggested, dunno if it can be unlisted on Google. But at the least, make it hard to get into the thread. Maybe need to be a member a week or smth. Really make it so people have to go out of there way to look. Cause it must suck to stumble across if you have any kinda body insecurity, and realistically that's most people. Fact she likes how she looked makes it even worse really. Kinda sucks having this kink in that regard, sucks to celebrate a thing people might hate about themselves. 
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    Lol honestly I can get her point. If you try to view it from the lens of someone on the outside, a lot of the comments were hella creepy. I am down to admire thick people, but ya gotta still be respectful.
    The belly outline thing was defs a bit bizarre too. 
     
    It reminds me of that thread with a person taking videos of random women at heart attack grill. And all the comments on those videos and in that thread are just so creepy, especially considering it isn't consensual. Like bros, fantasise all you like, but realise you are in a public space and you will look hella creepy (maybe even a little predatory) to outsiders with the shit you are sayin' 
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    this. it can be fun to engage in that kind of talk and play with willing participants but instead on here we have rando dudes calling any girl over 150 lbs a fat swollen hog or whatever and instead of the "we love you fatter" site that this should be (which might still be controversial), this is the "body shaming weirdos" site. it's a shame really. every fat-positive online space ends up this way just because some chodes can't control themselves.
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    Plus people act gross with their fetishes and treat people like objects to fulfill their desires. I’m glad the name of the forum was changed, but some of the language people use here sometimes is demeaning. 
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    Finale
    Eira was laying in her new ice chair after having to expand it due to her backside getting too large for her seat lately as she shoved more food into her mouth. Eira wasn't slowing down on her gain at all after 6 more months, in fact she was growing faster. You'd think after reaching 300 pounds Eira would try to slow down more on her eating, but she didn't with her weight 356 pounds just in time for Christmas. Though her weight was starting to catch up to her. She remembered fighting a flying Wyvern that threatened the town a week ago. She tried lifting herself in her dragon form only to get nowhere falling back to the ground instead panting.   She remembered looking at her huge blue belly dragging on the ground on all fours in shame with her chunky limbs after realizing she was too heavy to fly now a bloated parody of her former slender self. Eira blushed remembering her humiliation. So, she changed plans having to shoot the creature out of the sky instead with an icicle arrow piercing its wing as it fell next to her. Eira then sat on the monster with her huge butt until it suffocated to death winning the fight. Just remembering that made her blush as the dragoness grunted slowly getting up as she stood wanting to try flying again. The dragoness tried lifting herself off the ground again flapping her wings fiercely for her to only get a couple feet off the ground panting not getting anywhere. She tried to get herself higher, but the weight of her heavy body wasn't letting her rise any more.   All Eira was doing was making herself tired as she started gasping for air until her wings gave out dropping to the ground. When she landed, her belly jiggled on impact as she gasped for air wanting to sit again climbing into her chair to rest. The reason she was growing fat still was how hungry she was lately as her appetite just kept snowballing out of control like her own fattening figure. The other reason was she was melting a bit lately in heat as she grew hornier.   She would start eating and then find herself pleasuring her fat pussy while jiggling her fat belly liking it for sensual reasons. Infact she was starting to feel horny again after failing to fly as she started pleasuring her already wet pussy. Not being able to fly anymore should have been a wakeup call for the rounding dragoness, but instead it turned her on as she reached over her belly to finger her wet dragon clit making her moan as she ate more food. The larger she grew her belly, the harder it was to reach her pussy, but she didn't care at all as she cummed from being a fatty who couldn't get off the ground.   "Why does not being able to lift my heavy ass with my wings make me horny? What's wrong with me?" Eira stated blushing as she panted.   All she thought about was food and pleasure these days as the dragon's greed simplified her thought process a bit. She still read books, but was a bit distracted by food and her sexual needs as well. After changing her underwear having soaked it with her juices, she saw her sister walking in as Aine sighed looking her at fat pig of a sister. The once slender ice princess had really fallen from grace, now a fat rounding snowball as she watched her sister let out a huge belch. Her belly was getting very huge now sagging on her lap more as it stuck out further than her huge sagging G cup boobs.   The white-haired girl's rolls on the sides of her frame were also growing, out pacing her curves as her transition to a rounder shape was more noticeable. Even her back fat was looking very plush over her large panties. The ice dragon's once slender face was really getting quite round with her stuffed cheeks. The girl's double chin was also looking quite thick to go with her fat neck. Her arms had gotten so flabby compared to her more toned ones she used to have now looking very meaty with bingo wings hanging off them. Eira's hands had gotten plush now along with her feet looking bloated as well. Her calves were looking quite chunky as well looking as thick as her old slender self's full thighs with her actual upper legs looking as big as the girl's old slender middle.   Eira was truly turning into a fat glutton. Again, you'd think this would make her want to lose weight, but she just kept eating in her chair stuffing her belly nice and full in a trance. Aine had tried to help her sister lose or at least maintain her weight, but after a while she realized her sister was a lost cause. Aine had given up on keeping her sister thin a couple months ago seeing her sister just didn't seem to care how fat she was getting. There was just no stopping her gluttony and lazy nature working together to make her bigger.   Once she learned her sister couldn't fly the other day, she knew the dragon's greed was consuming her. She still wasn't as big as Lira when she first found her on the island, but it was only a madder of time till she grew that large at the rate she was eating. At first Aine felt like she had failed her not so little sister getting stressed about it. But then she realized something, Eira was actually happier now. Her sister was always lazy, but she never felt like she belonged back home. Now Aine felt as if this was where she belonged for sure and not just because of the cold climate.   She had never seen her sister grin so much and be more content. Having a town that loved her and a boyfriend that cared for her every need with Fern loving her to bits. In fact, Aine was happy for her, not to mention a little envious that her sister had so much now, minus the fat that packed on her frame. Not in a malicious way, she just kind of wanted what her sister had a bit. The ability to let herself go a bit and have someone pamper her. Then she shook her head realizing she was sounding like her sister and Lira. She was Aine the athletic fiery girl, but then why deep down was she envious of her sister who got to be so fat and lazy. She worked hard back home all the time, but secretly wondered what it would be like to be pampered. She started feeling this way after visiting Lira months ago.   ***   2 months ago   Aine sighed as she landed outside the temple in the island's jungle. She looked inside to see her once athletic friend, once in great shape was now a huge fat blob sitting on the floor eating. The blonde dragon smiled putting more food into her 4 chinned face with her earth powers creating rock hands shoving food into her mouth. She was also fed by her 4-year lover named Liane who was a harpy. The green haired harpy fed her blonde colossal lover more with a fat gut of her own hanging over her underwear from being on this fattening island too long.   She remembered when Liane first came to this island all thin and petite and now, she had a fattened turkey look to her. Clearly, she cared for Lira though rubbing her huge lovers belly resting on the ground like a boulder in front of the blob dragon. She saw Lira's breasts were huge sagging on her belly's sides looking like udders now. The dragoness's arms looked very fat as they looked as large as Eira's fat waist with her hands looking so bloated with adipose. Her legs were huge tree trunks that carried so much fat attached to chunky feet that hadn't been used in years looking soft like a baby. Her butt was also huge having sat on it permanently years ago. Her tail also looked bloated compared to the slender tail she once had now resembling a huge log.   "Burrrpp, oh hey Aine. Nice to see burp you. Come in. How is everything?" Lira smiled eating more food as Laine kissed her lips feeding her more. "I see your enjoying yourself despite your corpulent figure. I'm actually worried about my sister. She's starting to get big. If this continues, she'll...get...really um," Aine sighed. "Become a huge blob like me, I see. You don't have to sugar coat it. I know how huge I've grown. I haven't walked in years," Lira giggled. "Yes. No offense, but I don't want my sister getting as large and helpless as you. I mean she's my little sister after all, not my big one. I feel like I'm letting her down by not getting her into shape," Aine sighed. "Well, is she happy?" Lira asked. "She is, even though I've told her how fat she's getting, but she still eats and smiles only a bit embarrassed at times. I don't get it," Aine sighed. "Well, it doesn't sound like it's making her miserable so I think you should just let her be. Your sister was always kind of lazy, maybe this was bound to happen at some point. It's not your fault," Lira smirked. "Is she really ok though?" Aine stated. "Yes, she sounds like how I used to be. When I first started getting fat, I wasn't so sure about it. Then as I grew larger, I realized I loved to eat and be pampered. It's so nice and relaxing thanks to my lover," Lira smiled as Liane kissed her fat cheek. "Your sister seems to like it too and has a lover as well. I think this is more than the dragon's greed. I think deep down she wants to be a pampered fat dragon," Lira stated as she let out a huge fart. "How can you and my sister want to be fat? I don't get it, but if thats what my sister wants she can make her own choices I guess," Aine sighed. "Maybe you should learn to let go as well." "No way," Aine stated. "It's really fun, I promise," Lira grinned. "Yeah, no way I'm not getting fat, you blob," Aine pouted as Lira grinned. "Really, then why is there a little belly growing on your waist," Lira smirked as Aine blushed covering up her new budding tummy.   ***   Present   Aine sighed looking at her sister eating still as she then looked down at her own ** belly grimacing. Originally the fire dragon was coming to help her sister lose weight, but now she was coming just to visit her sister which involved eating as activities. At first Aine was blind to her new chunky figure, but then one day her pants wouldn't close as she realized looking at her reflection, she had put on weight. This shouldn't have surprised her too much since she was eating more often with her sister and with her friends. On top of eating with Cressida in her mansion lately. Not to mention she was coming to visit more often now with her flying not being as smooth as she got tired after a while. The dragoness didn't have to come so much, but she was starting to crave the food over in this town and it was showing on her wide hips.   The black-haired ponytailed girl's belly was peeking over her new larger skirt she had borrowed from her sister with her blouse riding up her tummy a bit. Her once proud midsection with abbs were now atrophied into having a chubby pooch and love handles forming a ** muffin top. Aine's chunky butt looked packed in her skirt with her thick meaty thighs looking soft in her boots. Her arms once so toned and muscular had become flabby and weak looking next to her larger E cup breasts. She also had a bit of a double chin forming below her jaw with her face softening slightly. The once athletic dragon had become chubby now. She would have blamed her sister for rubbing off on her, but she knew this was her own fault just like her own sisters for getting so fat and greedy. Again, for some reason Aine was envious of her sister looking at her pigging out like a slob filling her belly.   "Gosh, sister. How can you eat more knowing your turning into a fat piggy," Aine sighed poking Eira's belly. "Honestly I don't know, I just like eating," Eira shrugged. "Right well there's no point in telling you to lose weight since we know thats not happening. It's almost like you enjoy being a fatty," Aine stated making Eira perk up blushing. "I'm not sure about that. Hey sister, you ready for the winter Christmas eve festival tonight?" Eira smiled trying to change the subject. "Sure am, but I need to watch what I eat tonight. I really need to lose some weight, I'm starting to get fat like you, Aine sighed patting her ** belly. "I might be a bad influence on you, sorry," Eira giggled. "No, this is my fault, I need to start exercising and eating better after the holidays," Aine stated. "Weren't you here to help me do that," Eira smirked. "Yeah, well, now I have to fix my own waist," Aine pouted. "Thats fair. Also, Miles is playing Santa too for the orphanage kids coming to visit. It's going to be so fun," Eira smiled eating more as she farted. "Thats nice," Aine smiled. "Sounds like fun."   Aine smiled seeing Cressida walk in grinning wearing a red dress in heels under her coat. The blonde had lost even more weight as of lately really sticking to her plan to lose her pounds. Now she only looked a tad plump going down to 148 pounds with a little belly pooch with some supple curves. She gave Eira her goodie bag as the white-haired girl took it reluctantly knowing what Cressida's intentions were but was too hungry to care. Then again, she wondered if she was trying to fatten her sister as well from the way the blonde elf patted her sister's ** belly while giving her treats too.   Aine had started hanging out with Cressida at first to help the blonde lose weight along with her sister but soon Aine was working out less. As the black-haired girl grew heavier from eating more food, she began to get laxed with her exercises too and now she barely went for runs anymore. When the girl did run her belly and boobs would jiggle as she panted a bit, clearly out of shape. At the start Cressida was slower than Aine, but over the months the blonde was now more in shape and faster than the once muscular dragon girl turned chunky.   "Thanks for the treats, but I need to slow down lately. I'm starting to get a bit chunky," Aine sighed patting her tummy. "Come on live a little, it's the holidays right, you can always lose the weight later," Cressida stated. "Well, I guess I could wait till Christmas is over," Aine smiled eating her pastries. "Thats the spirit."   Cressida smirked as she was trying to make the blonde fat at first get some friendly revenge for her teasing and even now it kept her motivated to get thin again. However, when she saw Aine had begun to get a soft belly as well over the months the elf began giving her treats after their workouts. Cressida remembered when she was the one panting with her chubby belly jiggling after running for too long, but now it was Aine panting instead from getting so chubby. She had no intention of fattening Aine, but she didn't discourage her either. The blonde elf actually liked the fire dragon's company quite a bit. Infact if she didn't know better, she had a crush on the chubby flame dragon making her blush thinking about it.   "Watch out sister, she's trying to make us fat and turn us into pigs," Eira pouted. "Nonsense, you make me sound like a witch. I'm just trying to make sure you get your fill for the holidays," Cressida smiled. "Yeah, sure," Eira sighed eating more of the treats.   Pretty soon Cressida was off hugging Aine telling to meet her at the festival tonight. Later Eira got ready getting on her huge red dress as it hugged her tight figure well with white stockings underneath on her legs. She had a hard time zipping the dress under her wings though since her arms were so inflexible as they grew fatter with Aine helping her sister zip up. Soon the sisters were at the festival with Miles smiling waving her over holding Fern's hand. She looked around to see many fun activities to do from eating to snowman building contests. As Eira approached Fern hugged the ice dragon's huge belly.   "Come on Eira, let's go ice skating," Fern grinned. "Of course, let's go," Eira smiled.   Eira waved to her sister as Cressida came over in her dress once more smiling as she held the dragon's hand.   "Come let's get some food in that belly," Cressida smirked. "Yeah, I am rather hungry," Aine blushed holding her chubby belly as Cressida smirked.   Soon Eira was on the ice as Fern held her hand along with Miles as she laughed really getting into it. Then Miles saw Eira panting a bit as he figured she was tired from moving around so much on her ice made skates. Soon Eira sat down gasping a bit as Miles brought her food for her to eat as Eira lit up. After she caught her breath they went around trying out different stands till Eira was feeling full. The girl sat down again rubbing her bloated tummy as Aine sat next to her sighing holding a bloated belly as well belching. Eira was surprised her sister had eaten so much grinning.   "Geez sister at the rate you're eating you'll never get your abbs back," Eira smirked poking Aine's stuffed belly making her burp again. "Burp, shut up. Like you can talk fatty. At the rate you're growing you'll never see your feet again," Aine blushed jabbing her sister's belly back. "What happened to watching what you eat, huh sister? You better be careful or else you'll get as big as me," Eira smirked. "Nonsense, this is just a setback. After the holidays, I'll be fit again in no time," Aine sighed. "Or the dragon's curse is claiming another piggy," Eira smirked. "I'm not that greedy."   Then the girls heard a popping sound as they looked to see Aine's pants button had blown off leaving her flaps open for her belly now resting on her thighs slightly. Aine was red in the face as Eira giggled with Fern.   "What's wrong sister? Outgrowing my old clothes already," Eira laughed.   Aine went to get up only for her to fall back down wincing as the bottom button on her blouse then popped off too revealing some pale flesh peeking over her open skirt.   "Need some help there," Eira smirked as Aine blushed. "Yeah," Aine said turning red as she was helped up by Eira and Cressida. "I'll take her home so she can get new clothes," Cressida smiled patting Aine's love handle. "Yeah, she needs them for sure," Eira smirked. "Come now, you are bursting out of your clothes, let me get you some new ones," Cressida giggled holding Aine's hand back to her mansion.   Eira smirked never thinking she'd see the day her once athletic sister waddling away with a bloated belly while her pants were undone.   ***   Aine waddled into the mansion as she walked up the stairs panting a bit from the climb. Then she went into Cressida's room sitting her chunky butt on the bed rubbing her belly breathing heavily.   The blonde walked in giving the dragoness a green dress from when she was chubby as the dragoness put it on looking quite elegant than usual as Cressida thought she looked cute.   "Cressida, I think I have a problem with my weight lately. I hope I don't have the dragon's greed or something. I'm getting so gluttonous lately," Aine sighed. "I think your just getting used to our food and town is all and you're putting on some happy pounds. It's ok," Cressida stated patting her shoulder. "Doesn't change the fact that I've let myself go. My abbs and toned muscles are gone. Now I look so weak and flabby with a chunky pooch. It's embarrassing. I'm turning into my fat sister, but it's not bothering me as much as it should. It's weird because oddly enough I kind of like it." "You like being fat?" Cressida asked smirking. "It's from watching my sister. The way she just gets to eat whatever she wants being pampered getting fat not caring about anything else. I wish I could do that, which is weird considering I've always been one to work out and keep busy. For some reason, I want to be spoiled for a change. I know it's made her really fat, but it doesn't keep me from wanting that. Am I selfish or mean for wanting what my sister has," Aine blushed. "Not at all. I think you should loosen up once in a while; I think you deserve it," Cressida smiled. "Maybe it wouldn't hurt to let go a bit," Aine stated holding her belly.   Then Cressida got close rubbing her belly with Aine getting near her face breathing heavily. Cressida then kissed her on the lips as Aine got lost in a trance from how nice their connection felt. Cressida smiled as she feed some chocolate to Aine pushing her on the bed getting on top making out with her chubby dragoness. Aine was powerless to stop her as her heart had melted in bliss as she was fed more candy into her already full tummy with the elf's small belly touching hers. She was also getting really horny getting kissed with Cressida rubbing her full belly.   "Cressida, you like me even though I'm a flabby pig," Aine blushed. "I do, you're such a cute girl that deserves everything. How about I spoil you rotten, that way you can get to feel what it's like to be a pampered princess. How about it?" Cressida smirked kissing her again. "If you spoil me too much, I'll get really fat," Aine sighed. "Then I'll spoil you till your satisfied, when you want to stop when you've had enough fun you can lose the weight ok," Cressida smiled as she rubbed her lovers belly kissing her more as Aine smiled. "Deal, burrp." Aine grinned eating more food as they made out more on the bed.   ***   Part 2 of finale. Make sure to take breaks if needed. 🙂   Later Miles visited the orphanage with Eira and Fern. Miles carried a bag of presents, he brought with him from the bakery with all the kids excited to see him and Fern again. The owner of the orphanage came forward as Fern went to play with the kids.   "Thank you so much for bringing the kids presents like you do every year," she smiled. "Of course, I always love brightening the kid's spirits up around Christmas. I'm going to put on my Santa outfit soon so tell Fern I went home ok," Miles smirked. "I will," Eira smirked. "Actually, maybe you could be Santa this year. You certainly have the belly for it," Miles smirked poking Eira's gut. "Guess my belly really is as big as Santa's. But does Santa have dragon wings and a tail?" "True." "Though I could retract them for a bit to look human," Eira smiled. "Oh, ok. So, you'll really do it?" Miles beamed. "Sure, why not, also I wanted to give you a contribution to the orphanage," Eira smiled handing the owner a good ** pile of gold coins from her dress pocket. "Oh, my. This is a lot, are you sure about this," the owner said getting a bit teary eyed. "Sure, buy those kids more blankets to keep warm and a lot of food for them to eat. It's no problem," Eira smiled. "Thank you so much."   Miles looked at Eira smiling as he kissed her fuller cheek.   "When did you get so generous?" Miles grinned. "It's Christmas time, so it's always good to think of others right," Eira nodded. "I see, well there waiting for you Santa," Miles smiled kissing her again.   Soon Miles went to get Fern to see Santa.   "Hey, where did Eira go?" Fern asked. "She got a belly ache from eating too much and had to go to the bakery to rest for a bit," Miles stated. "Sounds like her," Fern giggled.   Soon Eira went to put on her Santa outfit as she retracted her wings, horns, and tail looking more like an ordinary fat girl. First, she put on her black pants, being a bit of a struggle to get past her huge butt. These were her boyfriend's size, and she knew she was a bit fatter than him these days. Eira tried getting the pants to close but it was difficult with her fat belly in the way. Then she closed them gasping as they felt tight putting a belt on fast. Then she put on the red coat with it being easier to get on but the black belt around her waist was a bit tougher. She tugged the belt together till it was squeezing her making her double belly more noticeable. Then she put on the Santa hat with her long white hair going into it as she filled out the role quite well putting the beard on.   "I really do look like him," Eira blushed patting her huge belly.   Soon she was outside sitting in a chair as she spoke in a deeper voice as the kids cheered. She began asking the kids what they wanted for Christmas just like Miles did holding the children in her soft lap. Then it was Fern's turn as Miles winked at her. Fern smiled sitting on her lap as she rested on her belly a bit.   "So, little girl, what would you like for Christmas this year?" "Well, Santa, ever since I left this orphanage with my daddy, I've been so happy. I never knew my real parents since I was so young. It was nice to know what it was like to have a daddy. So, I was wondering if I could know what it's like to have a mom for Christmas," Fern asked as Eira froze. "Is that too much to ask?" "I'll see what I can do for you ok," Eira smiled patting Fern's head. "Alright. Thank you, Santa," Fern smiled hugging her belly again.   ***   Later Eira came back out of her outfit as she walked with Miles and Fern holding the child's hand tight. Soon they were back at the bakery as Fern yawned sleepy after the long day as she went to bed. Miles and Eira where on the couch with the dragoness panting a bit after climbing the stairs as they really took her breath away these days. The baker got on the ground as he began rubbing her fat legs and feet from being sore after all her walking as she ate ice cream belching a bit.   "More food, I'm hungry," Eira demanded as Miles got her another ice cream bin. "You did a great job playing Santa today," Miles smiled. "Because of my huge belly," Eira smirked patting her gut. "That helps but you were really in character all jolly and happy," Miles grinned. "Aren't I like that all the time," Eira pouted. "Actually, lately you are. You're not the ice princess I first met thats for sure. Now your warmer and jollier for sure. Also thank you again for what you did for the orphanage," Miles smiled kissing her lips. "Of course. I was happy to. Also, I need to tell you something, it's about what Fern wants for Christmas," Eira explained. "Alright, what does she want this year? I'll go get it for her fast," Miles stated proudly. "Well, she told me she wanted a mom for Christmas," Eira smiled as Miles's face was stunned. "Oh, I see. She wants one that bad," Miles stated. "Guess she wants you to get married already," Eira giggled. "Well, aren't you basically a mom to her at this point," Miles grinned. "Yeah, I am, aren't I," Eira smiled. "I know what she means. I was meaning to give this to you tomorrow as a present, but I guess tonight is more fitting now," Miles grinned bringing out a ring from his pocket as Eira gasped. "Miles, you...want to, me," Eira blushed. "Yeah, I was thinking about it for a while. Will you marry me? If you do, I'll take care of you and spoil you for the rest of your life my snow princess?" Miles stated. "Yes, yes I want to marry you. I want this just as much as Fern," Eira smiled kissing him as she got on his lap with their fat bellies touching. "I won't let you down," Miles grinned kissing Eira more as he put the ring on her finger. "Fern's going to be so excited when she hears about this. Ok, now you can claim me," Eira stated. "Wait, what does that mean?" Miles asked. "Well, in my culture when a dragon male asks a female to marry him and she says yes he makes love to her and gets her well, you know how b**s are made," Eira blushed as Miles turned red too.   Then she felt something hard hit below her plush butt as she grinned with Mile's blushing.   "Oh, seems your up for that, glad you find me hot despite being a fat piggy these days," Eira grinned. "Yeah, you do things to me alright. But we don't have to do this now if you want, if you're not ready," Miles blushed. "What makes you think I don't want to do it now," Eira pouted red in her puffy checks as Miles blushed as well. "Are you sure you want me too?" Miles blushed. "Yeah, think of me as your Christmas present and I want you to unwrap me," Eira grinned. "Alright, sounds good," Miles smirked. "First let's move this to the kitchen, and also I want more food in this belly before you make love to me. I'm still hungry," Eira smirked licking her lips. "Whatever your heart desires my snow princess."   Miles went downstairs with Eira as he went and got her treats in the pantry and nog as he came back out seeing his overfed dragon in a chair in her frilly Santa like underwear with white panty hose on her plush frame. The dragoness also had a ribbon around her waist just above her belly button as she grinned wearing her heels on her bloated feet.   "I want you to feed me till this ribbon breaks off my tummy. If you do, I'm all yours," Eira grinned as Miles gulped almost dropping the nog. "Gosh, you really do want me to spoil you, if you make me do this often after were married, you're going to get so fat," Miles stated. "I don't care, now feed me big boy, my bellies hungry. Come open your big present," Eira whined as she spread her fat legs moaning with her belly sagging between them. "How did you know that all I wanted for Christmas was you," Miles smirked rubbing her belly. "Lucky guess."   Miles rolled his eyes smirking as he started hand feeding his flabby dragon girl as Eira smiled from eating her treats. Then he began feeding her eggnog using a funnel as it was easier to feed his piggy as he rubbed her belly. As he poured the eggnog, she gulped down the heavy drink as it filled her tummy nice and full growing more taunt. Soon she finished one eggnog jug as she grabbed another giving it to Miles.   "I want more," Eira stated. "More it is," Miles grinned as he fed her more of the eggnog as she moaned from how tight her belly was getting as she filled it with more eggnog.   Soon she had gone through 4 jugs of nog and many cookies until she was stuffed belching loudly. Then she bent forward a bit as her ribbon around her belly burst off as she smirked with her gut free at last. She smiled as Miles's pants were showing his hard on as she pulled his pants down seeing his throbbing member at attention for his fat horny dragon.   "Well, looks like you opened your present, now I get mine too," Eira grinned ripping her stocking around her pussy to give him access.   Then they both heard a creaking sound as the fat snowball girl went down with her chair breaking beneath as she yelped landing on her huge butt.   "Are you ok?" Miles asked smirking. "Guess the chair couldn't hold me. I'm too heavy," Eira blushed as Miles giggled. "It's ok, it was an old chair anyway," Miles smirked.   She held his hand as she guided him on top of her lap like she was Santa all over again with their bellies touching again. He tried lining up his hard on with her dragon pussy under their bellies, but he couldn't see under them. He gulped a bit nervous as he found her fat pussy touching it with his cock as Eira nodded smiling.   "Come on Miles, I want your b**s already, make me a fat dragon mommy," Eira smirked patting his belly.   Miles nodded patting her belly back kissing her lips as his cock entered into Eira as she let out a loud moan. Miles was feeling the most pleasure he had ever felt in his life being inside his flabby lover. She grinned as he began to thrust his member into her making her belly and boobs jiggle as he grabbed her breasts making Eira cue. He remembered when she was still a slim snowflake when she first arrived. Now food and hedonism had turned her into a huge fat slob. He then grabbed her belly slapping it as she put her juicy fat thighs around his waist as best as she could with her wings spreading wide along with her tail.   "Thats it, make love to your dragon piggy, big boy. I used to be so slim and now I'm huge and round like a snowball. You spoiled me too much, ah," Eira moaned. "I like to spoil you rotten, my bad. Then again, you like to be pampered like a queen. It's not surprising you got fatter than me," Miles stated as he felt something building in his member. "Your right, I'm your dough girl lately dough boy," Eira moaned. "Just wait till your pregnant," Miles smirked as he kept thrusting. "Yeah, dragon girls get very intense cravings sometimes. I'm going to get so fat, and I love it. I want my belly to grow. Fatten me up more, ahh, make me bigger. Fill me up till I burst, buuuurrrpppp" Eira moaned belching loudly as Miles lost it feeling his cock explode into her pussy as she cued. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh." Eira moaned as she felt his seed fill her up making her cum breathing ice into the air as well panting squealing like a pig almost.   "Oh, my, Miles, you're filling me up. Thats it, I want more in me. Make me burrp a fat mommy," Eira smiled with her tongue out drooling a bit with her teeth showing as she let out a fart. Cute, he thought as he cuddled her belly as she embraced him as well kissing him more.   ***   The next morning Fern woke up stretching her arms as she ran down the stairs to see presents under the tree with Eira and Miles at the table eating some food already.   "Morning, merry Christmas, Fern grinned hugging them both. "Merry Christmas Fern, eat with us quick and then you can open your presents," Miles smiled rubbing his daughter's head.   Fern ate with her family as Eira gobbled up a lot of eggs ravenous after last night as she let out some farts as her belly filled up again. Soon they were finished as Fern began opening her presents as she got a lot of nice things that she loved hugging the couple for every present.   "Alright, I save the best present for last," Miles beamed. "But all the boxes are gone now," Fern stated. "There's one more, you see last night I proposed to Eira to marry me, and she said yes," Miles stated as Fern's face lit up smiling as Eira showed her the ring. "You mean Eira's going to be my mom," Fern stated getting a bit emotional. "Yes, she's going to be my wife too," Miles stated. "If you'll have me, I'd like you to be my daughter Fern," Eira grinned. "Yes, of course. This is the best Christmas ever. You too are getting married and I'm going to have a mom. I love you both so much," Fern smiled hugging them both as they hugged their daughter back.   Eira was happy she had found a place where she belonged, in this family.   ***   5 years later   Miles woke up on Christmas morning yawning as the first thing he saw was his belly blocking his view. He looked next to him to see a huge belly much larger than his rising up and down hearing loud snoring coming from his huge sleeping wife. He smiled looking over to see her 3 chinned jowl like face snoring away with her now short white hair framing her cherubic look. He slowly rolls over to put his head on her huge sagging belly resting on the mattress between her huge legs as he hears it gurgling quite a lot clearly wanting to be fed.   Miles saw his wife's breasts in her huge blue bra sagging over on the sides of her boulder gut looking more like udders these days. He saw her wide hips resting below along with her sagging huge butt taking up most of the king-sized bed as he realized they might need a bigger bed soon. He noticed her fatty arms that looked hard to lift laying at her sides with her plump hands resting on her rolls. The ring he had given her years ago had also grown too fat for her fingers having to get it resized soon. Her bloated feet were also looking quite soft as she wasn't using them as often lately as walking was tiring for her. Gone was the slender snowflake at 158 pounds he first met and now laid a 612-pound fat snowball dragoness wife.   He got up to make breakfast for his love as he saw Fern was still asleep sleeping in more since she was teenager now. He started making breakfast for Eira and then brought in pancakes with the smell stirring the flabby rotund girl awake as she smiled.   "Good morning, I see you've brought me breakfast burp already," Eira smiled rubbing her gurgling belly. "Geez, you're already burping, and you haven't even eaten yet," Miles smirked feeding her a bite of pancakes with syrup on it. "Must be from last night. I thought we were limiting my diet lately. Not that I'm complaining," Eira smirked as she opened her mouth taking more bites grinning. "True, but it's Christmas so I'll be more relaxed with you. We started that diet so you wouldn't get too big, want to make sure you can walk still," Miles stated. "Yeah, I've only gained 42 pounds from this year so thats good. Being pregnant made me really fat years ago after the wedding," Eira blushed. "I know you gained 87 pounds in 9 months; you were an eating machine my piggy," Miles smirked. "Not like you didn't gain any pounds either," Eira grinned patting Miles's fat gut on his 394-pound frame.   He remembered that day when it was time for Eira to lay her egg visibly fatter all over making a safe delivery. Over the years she kept gaining more weight after their wedding. While Miles liked her fat, he didn't want her to end up immobile like Aine told him would happen if the dragon's greed had its way with her. He wanted her to at least be able to be their for her daughters.   Eira was stubborn about dieting at first but when things started getting harder for her like walking and bending, she began to see what he was saying trying to slow down her intake. So, after some dieting her weight gain began too slow down quite a bit. At this rate her weight was looking to stabilize and then maybe she could lose some weight just so she wasn't too big. Eira still loved to be a fat spoiled pig dragon most of the time, but her motherly instincts were slowly starting to overpower her dragon's greed as she did what was best for her daughters.   After 30 pancakes went into Eira's belly Miles saw Eira tear his underwear down bringing out his member as Miles smirked with Eira grinning. Miles hadn't seen his cock in years, but he found his mark slapping it on her tummy caressing her huge belly kissing her lips as he fed her more food. Then again Eira hadn't seen her pussy in years either. As Eira grew to be a huge blob of snow dragon while Miles put on more weight himself, he soon couldn't reach her pussy as they ran out of sex positions as they both grew larger.   Unless she was on her knees taking it from behind, he couldn't reach. Not to mention they had both grown too fat to pleasure themselves with their huge bellies in the way. Infact they were getting too fat to do a lot of things like bending to put on boots or touch their own belly buttons. Then he thought of the other way to pleasure his dragon wife lately as he put his cock into her navel as it fit now from growing so deep and wide with Miles starting to hump her belly.   He started thrusting into her belly navel as she moaned with the lower belly hitting her fat fupa as she squealed like a piggy. As he humped her belly the dragoness's body jiggled along with his as she cued getting horny from their belly sex. It didn't take long for Miles to erupt his seed into her naval as it dripped down her huge belly with Eira moaning. She cummed as well from just her belly shaking with a loud fart coming from her huge backside. After Miles cleaned her belly up, he got her to her feet as the dragoness couldn't get herself up on her own anymore without help. She had gotten too heavy to stand up on her own now. Standing up her belly rested on her knees sagging as it covered her underwear completely as she jiggled with every step.   Soon she waddled outside after changing her huge underwear while Miles helped her put on a huge white dress to cover her huge frame. As she took her steps, she heard loud thumps sounds with the tables shaking a bit with her heavy steps making her embarrassed a tad. They had years ago changed the upstairs part of the bakery to downstairs just so his wife didn't have to climb stairs anymore seeing her weight rising for sure in the future. She had moved in after they got married with her cave only being visited once in a while.   He also got the doors widened since she was starting to get wedged into tight spaces. She walked out to see Fern was already opening her presents helping her now little dragon sister Elea open her gifts too. The little dragon girl was still 4 with her little wings flapping as she hugged Eira's belly laughing. Fern was now 14 and was starting to get older, but the black-haired elf was still loving to her parents and her little sister. Fern went to hug Eira's belly as well as she beamed feeling safe with her mother.   Then they heard a knock at the door as Fern opened it to see Aine in a red dress smiling at the entrance of the bakery with Cressida behind her. Aine was once an athletic spunky dragon that was a role model for most, but nowadays she was quite the opposite. The huge blob of a dragoness waddled in weighing at 587 pounds. While Eira was gaining a good amount of weight over the years Aine was catching up to her sister fast after opening up about her feelings with Cressida. The black-haired dragoness decided to live in Cressida's mansion getting pampered like a queen everyday with the blonde elf happy to help her out. Aine also never had enough of her pampering like they agreed which led to her growing quite large.   She realized that night she wanted to be pampered. She didn't care about how fat she got wanting to be like her sister and Lira deep down, which is what she did until she couldn't fly anymore. Now she was a heavy blob like her sister as she waddled jiggling with her loud heavy steps. From her bloated 4 chinned face, her huge apron boulder jelly belly, to her fat huge legs she used to walk with the once athletic girl was unrecognizable even more so than Eira at her slim glory days. If you told anyone this fire dragon used to be a slim muscular girl, they would laugh looking at her panting from just walking.   "Hey there sister, your certainly looking tired today sit down," Eira smiled as her belly touched her sister's gut as she tried to hug her but only could pat her belly.   There huge bellies touching between the sisters were too big for a hug these days.   "That, huh, sounds good. Merry Christmas by the way, huh. My legs are killing me, huh today," Aine gasped as she collapsed on the couch taking up 2/3's of the seat. "Geez, sister your looking huge. Careful, or else you might be the fatter one soon," Eira smirked poking her sister's belly. "Yeah, I'll be the big sister again. I need to really start dieting like you sister," Aine blushed as Cressida patted her belly sitting next to her.   "Yeah, she eats really well these days. Before she came here, I fed her breakfast claiming she was going to have 2nd breakfast here. You're such a fat piggy these days aren't you. Careful or else you can kiss your walking days goodbye," Cressida grinned kissing her lover. "It's your fault I grew to be this big, you spoiled me too much," Aine blushed. "Aw, looks like my fatty's blaming others for her greedy appetite. Besides you wanted to be pampered remember," Cressida smirked poking her huge gut. "True, also I see your starting to join in on the fun too," Aine smirked poking Cressida's midsection as the blonde was blushing at her new gut being fondled.   While Aine did most of the eating, Cressida had also done some heavy eating herself over the years. Watching her lover pig out had made her hungry as well which led to eating till she was stuffed at times. She was still a spoiled brat deep down, so it didn't take much to break her resolve since her revenge against Eira was over and nonexistent. It made her feel empty and needing to be filled again as she chose food to fill the void. As Aine grew larger Cressida grew alongside her as her soft small starter pooch grew into a ** belly and then became a huge gut like the good old days.   Which lead to her growing even larger rebounding on her weight loss at 250 pounds. She also had large plush curves to go with creamy fat thighs as well along with a double chinned round face starting to grow bloated. Then again, a lot of the citizens these days where fat or chubby now thanks to the monsters not bothering the village thanks to the improved defenses making them relax more. A guy or girl with ** bellies and guts wasn't unusual these days resting over their pants.   "I haven't put on that much weight," Cressida blushed. "True, but you're looking like your old self again and more. Looks like this families rubbing off on you it seems," Eira smirked as the blonde elf pouted. "I agree, you're a spoiled greedy brat at heart after all," Miles smirked patting her belly. "Well, at least I'm small compared to all you piggies," Cressida said red in the face. "Thats fair, we are pretty big, but I think you look cute," Aine smirked kissing her lover caressing her small gut comparing it to the fire dragon's greedy huge disposer tank as Cressida smiled kissing her fat whale of a dragon.   Soon it was time to eat as Miles and Cressida helped their huge dragon lovers to their feet to eat at the table. They both needed two seats with their bellies sagging on the table as they gobbled up their food smiling as Miles ate well too along with Cressida stuffing herself silly as well without realizing it. Fern smiled feeding her little dragon sister as she looked at her own soft midsection comparing it to her mother's huge gut.   Hm, I wonder what it would be like to have a belly, Fern thought grinning as she ate a lot as well.   Soon everyone at the table was stuffed as the dragon sisters let out huge belches along with some farts as well. Cressida burped as well holding her stuffed belly as her skirt button popped off making her blush as Aine teased her packed belly smirking. Fern held her full belly as well smiling. She was once an orphan who barley had food, but now she was well fed. The teenage elf was surrounded by a big family including her loving plump father along with her dragon snowball mother who couldn't be happier being a part of this large family on this Christmas morning.   End. Thank you so much for reading. Have a merry Christmas and a happy new year. 🙂 
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