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  1. I began posting those chapters on writing.com, however that site provides little opportunity for feedback and I most definitely could use some constructive criticism. I could use information what can be improved or if I should even continue to write that drivel. 😁. Please bear in mind that it is my first attempt on writing and English is not my native tongue. Idea of initial setting - ThatOneGuy101 from writing.com. First chapter is heavily inspired by his work. https://www.writing.com/main/interactive-story/item_id/1906246-Mass-Effect-Female-Weight-Gain-Redux/map/1232 Chapter 1: The Observer Nothing added up. Liara had been tracking down records and traces about The Observer, an agent of the Shadow Broker, for months. Hacking terminals, tracing logs, even narrowing the list to 5 species, thanks to the information Nyxeris gave her. Since establishing herself as information broker on Ilium, she was spied on by various individuals. Yet none of them was potentially as dangerous as dangerous as The Observer. He or She was direct subordinate of most powerful information broker in the galaxy, broker she was currently trying to track down and get revenge on. Which given him ample reason to eliminate her. Liara had located dozens of potential suspects, subjecting them to various means of investigations, interrogations and bribery but none of them had been The Observer or had information about him. She hated to admit it, but she was getting nowhere, and she desperately needed to rest. “Liara? Are you alright?” Her assistant, Nyxeris asked with worry in her voice. “Yes, I’m fine,” Liara stated, although it was far from truth. "I doubt it ma'am" retorted older asari with shake of her head. "Do you have problems with your hearing Nyxeris? I said I’m fine" snapped Liara, but then closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths. “I'm sorry I have been awake for over 40 hours, but I’m not any closer to finding The Observer, than I was before. I’m going to get some sleep I can, call me if you find anything” “Of course ma'am” Nyxeris bower her head. “Thank you, Nyxeris have a good afternoon,” Liara said as she exited her office and began driving to her apartment. She walked in and despite her state quickly checked her security devices. When she made sure everything was in order she took a quick shower and immediately went to bed. Sleep took her immediately, but didn't free her from The Observer. He tormented her in dreams where he captured and torturing her, subjecting her to all sorts of horrors. Liara awoke in a cold sweat. Goddess... that was awfully. Fortunately the experience of being put thought meatgrinder wasn’t real. She sat on the bed and looked at the clock - 6:30, world outside was still dark, save for multiple lights from windows and cars. She did nor even manage a full night’s sleep, because of her fear, but she was sure she would not be able to fall asleep again. She took a cold shower and put a fresh dress and slowly began performing her morning routine. Liara was about to head out, but her doorbell rang before she could. Liara was more than cautious while on Illium, she was borderline paranoid. Anybody could have just rung her doorbell, starting with ordinary thieves, ending with Reapers puppets and Shadow Broker operatives. She readied a biotics and a pistol, before checking the camera outside. She was surprised to see...
  2. This story was commissioned, and ultimately co-written, by the amazing SlayerCake, who gave it a final polish. Once again Tali was chosen to be pampered to a considerable size. A bit of warning - unlike most of my works so far, here are considerable mentions of flatulence. *** "I'm still unsure about it, Shepard. A pill that allows Quarians to eat food without worrying about amino acids? That's too good to be true." Tali voiced her doubts as she followed Shepard into her quarters. "Well… it still needs to be mostly sterile. Besides, Karin already tested you and said it should work." The ginger responded with a smile as she led her guest to the table where there was a vast assortment of sealed shut containers covering its surface. "I appreciate the effort, but you’ve overdone it." Tali commented as she sat down next to the table, which was almost bending under the weight of the feast. "It's just many small portions of many different things… for testing." the commander explained as she activated the system responsible for keeping the area germ-free. "You're talking like you didn't prepare all that Turian food for me last time." Said the engineer, feeling warm at the memory. It was sweet of Shepard to go out of the way to assemble an entire assortment of food she could eat. The Spectre raised an eyebrow. "Tali even Turians admit their food is bland. Hell, Garrus thinks the stew Gardner makes for him is an exotic delicacy." The human woman reminded her as she began unpacking foodstuffs. "And human food is another beast altogether. Even Asari quietly admit we're better at cuisine than them." Tali still had doubts but began unsealing her helmet. The scents of food hit her like a hammer despite being sterilised. To somebody who spent almost her entire life in a sealed environment the smell was overwhelming. "Let's start with a classic: spaghetti."Shepard carefully instructed her guest on how to deal with long pasta. After a minute a ball of rolled strings and red sauce entered Tali’s mouth. "... it's sssshhhhoooo ghooood." Tali all but moaned and chewed cheerfully as the commander laughed. "I'm happy you like it." Shepard said, pushing the other dishes closer to her guest. None of it was extravagant, some as simple as mashed potatoes with garlic, however the human cuisine clearly grew on Tali as she polished off every container. They weren't big… but there were many. "Uuuurrrrpppp..." Groaned the quarian leaning heavily back on the couch. The young Zorah had inhaled almost the entire assortment of foods and her middle was visibly distended. "Are you ready to admit those pills were a genius idea, Miss vas Normandy?" The redhead grinned, a gleam in her eyes. "I uurrpp... need to... do some extra testing." Tali groaned in response. She was stuffed to the brim but this new cuisine opened a new ocean of flavours to her and she was eager to try more. Shepard chuckled loudly. "It's a deal" *** "So, I heard somebody almost gave our crew a heart attack." Shepard said nonchalantly, trying her hardest to keep her face straight with mixed results. Her newly arrived guest blushed so furiously it was almost visible through her shaded visor. "Sorry... It was an accident. There was ice cream for dessert so I took some…" The quarian mumbled as she rubbed her forearm in embarrassment. The human only laughed and led her to a familiar couch. This time there were fewer containers but they were considerably bigger. "At least we now know that those pills do allow you to eat food cleared for Normandy... and Karen got to test some new equipment." Teased the commander before unpacking the first dish; a well-cooked steak with vegetables. "I hope it didn't spoil your appetite because today I prepared some heavier stuff." Shepard added with a devilish smirk but Tali was already hastily removing her helmet. The moment its aroma reached her nose she licked her lips in anticipation. "Go ahead, but tell me if you’re not feeling well." The Spectre barely managed to get the words out before the quarian ferociously attacked the poor slab of meat. Chewing something so carefully was a new experience for her but, halfway through her portion, the engineer learned how to deal with meat just fine. "It tastes just fine, I take it?" Asked Shepard as she watched Tali try to swallow so much food that her cheeks puffed out "MmmHhhhhhhhmmm!" Tali managed to swallow the last mouthful as juices dribbled from the corner of her lips. The commander passed her tissue and brought the next course closer. "These are not exactly gourmet meals but they're classic." She uncovered a large cheeseburger and a hot-dog. Despite the appetising smells Tali approached them carefully, eating with her hands was completely new to her. ...this method didn't survive past her third bite. By then the cheeseburger was being torn to pieces by her sharp teeth with surprising ferocity. The hot dog followed soon after and although Shepard had seen many wonderful and horrible things in the galaxy, but the sight of Tali casually fitting almost half of the bun in her mouth.. was something else. "bbuurrrp...I'm stuffed." Exclaimed Tali heavily, the fabric around her middle suspiciously tight. She realised with astonishment just how badly she was smeared with grease, sauce and cheese and tried to frantically clean herself with a paper towel. Meanwhile, the commander removed two empty containers and deliberately brought the third, circular container closer. "Hhhmmmm... are you sure? Because I have here a proper, meaty pizza; not just a slice of that synthetic look-a-like you tried the last time." Shepard purred, her voice fit for a succubus, or a witch, from old Asari tales. The engineer froze in her tracks at the sight and smell of the disk. It was impossible to tell if the pizza was thin or not as the layer of cheese, meats and sauce on the top was most definitely thick. She felt the fast food sitting in her gut, heavy with grease and fat. Tali had, again, eaten more than twice what a proper meal ought to be... but on the other hand... "One slice... just to taste-test" Stated the quarian as she took a slice and bit into it. The room dissolved into a blur which ended as she was chewing on the last piece of crust, her tummy bloated even further and covered in new smears of food. "Here, have another." Tali heard Shepard say as she noticed another triangle, almost dripping with topping, next to her face. There was a split second when she wanted to protest… but this silly notion was abandoned and she allowed the slice to be slid between her lips... ...then third... fourth... fifth... The only thing reaching Tali's brain was the divine taste in her mouth and the increasing tightness in her belly, which she was managing to ignore just fine. When Tali began to fully realise her surroundings the last box was empty and her stomach looked almost visibly pregnant. "...you are... evil." Gasped the quarian slowly to the spectre, who took it upon herself to wipe the leftovers of Tali’s feast from her face. The taller woman chuckled. "And you love it for me.” The commander quickly leaned down to kiss her guest's long, covered neck. She didn't risk leaving any fluids on young Zorah, just to be safe, and got a faint blush in return. "I've been thinking, couldn't you modify your helmet to eat more solid foods?" The spectre asked sometime later as she was pouring them drinks. Tali, somewhat busy trying to soothe her bloated belly, blinked and thought about it. Up to that moment her meals had been limited to properly processed and bacteria-free levo-rations, which were almost exclusively in liquid and paste form. Now with pills taking care of most of those problems... "Hmmm, I'll look into it. *** "Kenneth, Kenneth!" Shouted Gabby entering the core room. Her, completely platonic, partner was supposed to help her with calibrations in the cargo bay but he had yet to join her. The engineer noticed him almost right after crossing the door but remained silent as she saw his strange appearance. Kenneth seemed to be sweating and his expression had a strangely unidentifiable expression. He was standing with a screwdriver in hand, looking down at… "Holy shit." Muttered Gabby, stopping in her tracks. Next to her partner was a kneeling Tali, with her upper body inside a hole in the wall. She could hear the quarian's angry mumbling and the sounds of her working inside. Gabby liked Tali. She was polite, a goddamn hero, a brilliant engineer, didn't try to replace her and had no interest in Ken… not that that would be a problem... besides he was no xenophobe. Even if the quarian had nice curves... So maybe Gabby had noticed she had been snacking a lot lately using that fancy module she added to her helmet and had put on a few pounds. Fair enough, she had a few lapses herself. But this... Two large purple orbs were quivering to the rhythm of frantic repairs. The smart fabric clung tightly to ample flesh and the whole mass lacked the tautness it once had. Gabby could almost see the fat cheeks clap together as Tali was wrangling something inside. The human female was firmly heterosexual but had to wonder how Kenneth managed to stop himself from slapping that fat ass. "I got you bosh'tet!" Shouted Tali and, after a minute, began to crawl out of the vent. Gabby could swear she heard that thick ass clap again as it jiggled. When the quarian stood up, the other woman allowed herself to inspect her more closely. Even before now she had noticed that her new co-worker had thickened up, the fabric on her belly rounding out into a small potbelly, but now she couldn’t help but notice how much her already ** hips had grown along with her bottom, which was now forming an unmistakable shelf. The thighs below were no less meaty, even if they weren't quite touching.... yet. "Hey, Gabby." Tali greeted her as soon as she turned around. Kenneth paled...good. They exchanged pleasantries and the quarian explained the problem, apologising for keeping the other engineer. Then she turned around and walked off, munching on a chocolate bar. The human duo watched as two meaty orbs jiggled and rocked side to side, wrapped in tight fabric. "Is there something you want to share, Ken?" Gabby asked once the doors closed, her accent thicker than ever and Kenneth gulped. Jack cursed as the screeching of some engineer woke her up. *** It was late, at least by the ship's clock, and the mess hall was almost empty. Garrus often went there after a hard day's work doing calibrations and occasionally sparring. As impressive as the new Normandy was; the Cerberus people responsible for calibrating her cannons were certainly underperforming. He noticed a familiar figure and quickly sat opposite her with his dish. "Hello there." Garrus flashed the Turian equivalent of a grin. "Hi, Garr-uhhmnnh-us." Welcomed Tali, carefully glancing at him from her plates. The Turian felt the sudden wrongness of this reply, which had nothing to do with his friend's full mouth. He dismissed this instead focusing on his late meal, only occasionally exchanging words with quarian who was utterly engrossed with her food. Eventually he forced himself to breach a certain topic. "Say… you’ve been using those pills for some time. Everything fine? Nothing to tell Chakwas about?" Inquired the former C-sec carefully. "No, it ohmnmms ghreat. I dydn't ohm khnow food could urb taste so good. I never omnh felth bhetter. Shame they munch dooonth work for Turians." Replied Tali happily without bothering to pause her meal. A few crumbs and drops of gravy fell onto the table below, joining the mess that was already there. It was no fault of the extra module attached to her helmet that allowed her to eat food from a non-sterilised environment, but rather the quarian’s enthusiasm. "hhhmmmnn why ahre yyou asking ohm?" Garrus carefully scanned his companion. Although he did know more about Council species than most Turians, he wasn't a xenobiologist and didn't claim to know every nuisance of Quarian biology or diet... however there were certain anomalies that even he could notice. As far as he could tell a quarian shouldn't need two chairs to sit comfortably because each of her cheeks were twice the diameter of most human helmets and supported by thighs almost as thick as an average female quarian's waist. All of that flesh quivered with every movement and would overflow any seat it was sat upon… or, as he had seen at least once, break them altogether. It tended to bump into things and people with increasing frequency, just two days ago she had gone to the main battery and passed him on the narrow path. Tali's bottom had been very soft... fortunately he had armour... spirits that had been embarrassing. Anyway... The engineer's upper body also had become more... "robust"; about as large as a Turian torso, although not nearly as... rigid, and most of its mass was centred around the waist. Garrus couldn't say if he ever saw a quarian with such a wide and fleshy stomach. Human, battarians… sure. A quarian? Never. This particular part of her anatomy was now especially extruded and lacking some of its malleability. Understandable, considering the empty platters around her. As far as the vigilante could see his friend's mammary glands had expanded, albeit very modestly compared to other parts of her body, along with her upper arms. For obvious reasons, he could say nothing about her face. "Gharhush?" Inquired Tali, mouth full of food. Hmmm... perhaps Garrus should mention her new peculiar habits? Tell her that it had been a while since he saw her not munching on some human treat. Or perhaps the Turian ought to mention that lately Tali was getting winded just from climbing up the stairs on the engineering deck. ...and that those and other symptoms paled to how she tended to eat nowadays. Namely just like the quarian was doing now; cramming plates of human foods into her new contraption, often abandoning cutlery, in quantities that didn't quite seem healthy and with a speed that made crumbs and juices fly everywhere. It also seemed that this single minded focus was forcing her to keep stuffing her face even when speaking and would allow her to rest only when her gut resembled a boulder, encased tightly in fat and fabric. All his observations were rather alarming, if not... distressing. Garrus considered it a moment longer around a mouthful of his own meal. Nope; it was highly disturbing watching the spunky quarian eat like wild, starved cattle until her gut was bloated to unimaginable size. He decided he ought to confront her and find out what was happening. "I'm just making sure. I had several cases with bootleg medicine." The vigilante said in the most casual tone one could imagine. "Yhou omnhhh whorry tooh mutch Gharrus. Imph fine...urp...BBUUURRRP." Garrus chose to remain silent. Perhaps he would raise the issue again but in the meantime the Turian didn't deem it alarming enough to risk having his omnitool explode from malware. Again *** Shepard strode into her quarters, simultaneously removing her armour. She was tired; that day's mission was tedious and resolving the latest drama between the crew hadn't helped matters. The spectre didn't know what alerted her to the intrusion, but she paused without noise, and listened. Wet, foreboding sounds, some shuffling and sobbing reached her ears. The room was dark and the soldier saw only shadows from the corridor due to a singular small light. The situation was right from a horror vid but it was hardly the first time Shepard had experienced that. Soon she realised the familiarity of these sounds and the tingly feeling on her skin all but confirmed who the unexpected guest was. Quietly, Shepard made her way deeper. What she found there made her bite her lip hard enough she almost drew blood. Some time ago the spectre had installed a large cooling unit for various foodstuffs and at the moment all of its doors were wide open, its insides radiating light and cold. But that wasn't important. What was important was the fact that the industrial fridge was almost fully emptied. What was important were the empty, almost clean food wrappers and containers. But most important of all was Tali. She was sitting on the couch… or rather she was half lying on her own monstrous ass as its two beach ball-sized cheeks didn't allow her to simply lean on the backrest. The two fleshy orbs were pouring over the seat, almost twice the quarian's width. It was no easy feat, especially now, as her gut was larger than ever Shepard had seen it. And she did keep a close watch on it. The bloated belly in no way resembled the lithe narrow waist from their first meeting. The purple fabric was now tightly wrapping over a sloshing, groaning landmass that would fit a human, even a Turian, inside. Even the generous layer of lard couldn't hope to hide just how stuffed it was. Tali's face was the only part of her free of the suit. It was amazing how much it had changed. It was a soft thing now, with round cheeks and well pronounced second chin, and it was all but covered with crumbs, smears of food and gravy. To be honest the same could be said about most of the engineer's body. Her chest, the area least favoured by the fat that had encased her body, was home to entire assortments of the feast's remains. Shepard saw there were entire pieces of meat, cakes and bread covering her breasts and the top of the engorged stomach mirrored it. The obese quarian was panting heavily, almost painfully, more full of food than ever before. This was no easy feat and yet despite it, she kept on eating. Tali, or rather her ass, was surrounded by what remained from the fridge contents. Her arms were moving sluggishly, but with determination, as they transported and all but forced food into her mouth. There was no rhythm or reason to her meals - sweets mixed with meats and citrus and creams. Tali didn't eat. She was mindlessly gorging herself for the sake of it. Shepard had excellent self-control and self-coordination. It was simply a fact admitted by all. However at this moment keeping her legs from shaking and her mouth from moaning was proving to be a near-unbearable undertaking. It took her many, many deep breaths to regain some control. It took her twice as much time to notice certain worrying details. This beautiful display of glutton was being soured by barely visible marks from tears and hints of sniffing in Tali's pained grunts. So the commander, with incredible effort, forced herself to assume a composed, kind and empathic pose. "Tali, is something wrong?" Asked the spectre, slowly approaching her guest. The quarian blinked as if waking up. She looked at the human female and new tears poured down her chubby cheeks. It wasn't easy to decipher what the obese engineer was saying with a half full mouth and tears, but Shepard succeeded. "They’re pulling pills from the market?" Summarised the commander and Tali nodded before putting a chocolate bar between her lips and chewing vigorously. That was... very bad, but first things first. "I'm sure we can deal with it. But first… let me help with your suit." Said Shepard reassuringly and the quarian nodded with a sniff. It was high time, every inch of the suit looked ready to snap at any second. The operation was tricky and Tali was no help but even this challenge was overcome, giving Shepard an excellent view of the supple, purple body. Normally the spectre would focus on the magnificent ass Tali had cultivated, with some help, but today the true star was her gut. Normally composed of two juicy rolls, now it was almost spherical, save for love handles and dotted with freshly formed stretch marks. It looked ready to burst at any second. Such a hypothesis needed to be tested. Shepard managed to free herself from her own armour and fully focused on the quarian. "Let me help you. I'm sure you're tired." Purred the commander pressing her pink body into a soft, purple one far more than was strictly necessary. Tali accepted with relief, her poor arms were so thickly overgrown with blubber and had been working tirelessly for a long time. Shepard snuggled to the overfed mountain of adipose and began feeding it what remained around them. Tali accepted whatever was being put in her mouth. She was groaning, moaning and panting like a train from ancient times, but kept on chewing despite the aching pain. The spectre could see the cracking of purple skin and new stretch marks appearing on Tali’s gut with every passing second. At long last only empty containers remained. Tali's belly held together... barely. The overpampered organ was hanging over the floor, almost reaching the end of the meaty thighs. It was webbed with stretch marks, some of which looked like fresh wounds ready to split open. Although... Shepard just realised she had missed a large pack of ice cream. They were now fully melted of course, but that wasn't an obstacle. The spectre put the tip of the container next to purple lips which opened immediately, but how much it was reflex was hard to tell. The gooey substance began pouring down the greedy gullet. Tali had, during many many binges, learned a few things about stopping a gag reflex or breathing while eating. Melted ice-cream was a known and welcome guest. Although this time they were being poured into the gut so tightly packed it was doubtful they would fit in her throat. But... Tali managed even this impressive feat and closed her eyes. The engorged quarian was visibly ready to fall into a food-coma but the very mountain of calories that was causing her drowsiness was also a source of great discomfort, to say the least, and kept her awake. Shepard, meanwhile, was quite... pleased. She was almost vibrating with excitement and bit her lip again to keep quiet as she looked at the bloated quarian. The spectre managed to tear herself away to quickly return with a balm to ease the pain of her purple piggy. She stood above one of the purple thighs, thighs so fat that they could pass for a waist, and began rubbing the substance on the barely holding skin. It started to work, the obese engineer's breathing began to grow calm and steady. The still-mobile woman's pulse, quite the opposite, only quickened. At some point, as she was kneading the strained skin and folds of lard, her hips started rocking forward and backwards, brushing the fat-enveloped leg. The balm ran out but she kept rubbing the purple skin either way. Her movement grew faster and her breath more erratic with every secondas Shepard tightly clenched around the obese thigh with her toned legs and hands. She managed to hold onto her voice even as she tasted copper. After several seconds the sweating and panting spectre stood up, wobbling. She would love to lay next to sleeping Tali but there was work to do. *** The quarian was woken by the sound of something heavy being dragged across the floor but she took her time before opening her eyes to the dimly lit room. She saw Shepard with a large black container. "Hi sleepy head, did you sleep well?" Asked Shepard with a smile and put the container down. The engineer blinked and after a second a terrible memory returned, a rapid shudder sent a wave through her lard laden body "Shepard... " She started with a shaking voice but a finger was put on her lips. "Ssshhh, everything is fine. I managed to get some new pills, but they are quite literally being cleaned off the market. We have enough for a week, but I started to stockpile some of your favourite levo-foods. You’ll still have a supply of delicious grub." Explained the commander calmly, but with frames looking directly into fluorescent eyes. Tali nodded slowly but felt deep dissatisfaction, sure there were a few Turian dishes she liked, but overall they tended to be rather bland. It just... wouldn’t be the same. "Now, how about you use the toilet, wash, then I'll serve you a nice breakfast." Shepard said with a seductive smile and the quarian's entire focus shifted solely to matters at hand. With her host's help, Tali lifted herself from the couch. Her two fleshy beanbags jiggled up and down from the rapid movement. The wave spread to thick, juicy thunder thighs and farther to bountiful calves whose trademark, curved shape was quickly becoming indistinguishable. Two relatively small rolls of adipose also jiggled and the obese quarian rubbed them to soothe her ravenous insides. She made her way to the bathroom while Shepard was blatantly ogling her enormous, shaking ass. It was truly incredible just how bottom-heavy Tali was. She had started to waddle early, when her tummy had been just a small bag, barely forming its rolls. But the fat engineer didn't care now nor had she earlier. Of course, she noted how hard it was to walk with her butt swinging with every step, that this organ literally overflowed the commander's toilet and that she barely fit in the shower. Yes, at some level Tali was aware of it. However, she had learned how to push those inconveniences away from her mind and kept doing so even when said inconveniences grew considerably. Once Tali's monumental bottom waddled out of the bathroom, there was an entire stack of large black containers and one open. From there, Shepard had pulled various goodies which were now laying on the table. The obese quarian felt saliva in her mouth and picked up the pace. Soon two sacks of meat hit the couch, filling its ** portion, and an entire fat laden body. "Since we have only a few days' worth of pills left, I thought we could spend them well." Said the spectre, but the engineer wasn't listening, too absorbed by stuffing her face with doughnuts. The human smiled and lovingly rubbed one of her enormous buttocks. It's going to be fun *** "Hmmm... hhhhyyyymmm." "Here you go." Said Shepard sweetly and passed a piece of pizza to Tali, the poor thing was too stuffed to bend toward it. *** "Say aaaaahhhhh." The quarian parroted the taller woman, opening her lips to truly impressive size and allowing for a thick hot dog, oozing with toppings, to be pushed inside. Shepard found watching her devour it in just two bites was as incredible as always. *** "glup glup" The quarters were quiet save for the sound of dense liquid being poured and the deep sounds of it being swallowed. The commander was holding a plastic tube whose one end was equipped with a funnel and the other disappeared deep into Tali's throat. In the second hand, she was holding a two-litre tub full of a brown, creamy substance. The obese quarian did love melted ice-cream, but a properly brewed shake with some spices was even better. *** Now the room wasn't quiet, in fact, it was quite loud inside. Tali was on a roll right now. Shepard was watching, with a devilish smirk, how her guest was crouching on the floor bending over one of the black boxes and sticking out her humongous bum and swaying it in every direction. It was simply amazing that that chair-crushing ass was visibly fatter than a week ago. Meanwhile, Tali was busy gorging herself. She was grabbing everything from the trunk, not caring if she mixed dishes, and cramming fistfuls into her mouth, which was sticky from the remains of various foods. The obese quarian tended to fall into trance during main meals, but never before in such an animalistic frenzy. It made the commander quite.... happy, to say the least, and she decided to further entertain her guest. To make sure she had fond memories. So she moved directly behind Tali, the jiggling beanbags so close that they were almost hitting her, and began kneading the warm flesh like a master baker would an uncooked cake. Tali's grunt's changed tone, occasionally sounding like moans with increasing frequency. Then, with considerable effort, Shepard spread large bags of lard and bent down, looking for a meal of her own. The purple pig squealed but continued to eat, her movements becoming even more erratic, twitchy as her breathing deepened, becoming ragged. The spectre picked up the pace, despite the vast cheeks pressing on her, clapping her head. It was getting harder for the bootylicious engineer to eat as she couldn't stop her moans of pleasure and shaking, but she stubbornly kept on eating. Finally, her strength fell short and she slumped face down into the chest. Soon after a quake ripped through her flesh along with a shout of ecstasy. Shepard emerged from the valley of shapely lard, panting and with a wide grin on her face. She wiped her mouth and looked at her handiwork. The purple piggy was dozing off between remains of food with her gut stuffed so much it was touching the floor, the mountains of her ass jutting proudly over her. It was a good day. *** .... but all good things come to an end. Imagine that you loved good cooking, not necessarily the most expensive, just decent, hearty meals. You were being served them day after day and you loved it. Then you, for some reason, couldn't eat them anymore, forced to content yourself with blander goods. They weren't bad, just... mediocre. Merely fuel and not a source of culinary delight. That was reality for Tali as she was nibbling on Turian cake alone in the captain's cabin, wallowing in her misery. Her eyes were moving around pointlessly. Shepard was needed on lover decks, as another argument had erupted. The obese quarian didn't know when she started gaping at the cabinet where the commander had stored her food nor when she managed to lift her near couch sized bottom up and started waddling towards it. When the commander entered her abode she nearly had a heart attack, seeing the cabinet empty and the obese engineer sitting on the ground with a bloated gut and a pained expression. "Fuck." She ran and crouched near the quarian. "Tali, how are you feeling? Talk to me!" "Shep...BBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRPPP PPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYTTTTTTTTT" An enormous, rippling stream of gas escaped from a food-stained mouth, then from between Tali’s sweat covered, meaty beanbags, filling the room with noise and soon after a rather foul smell. "ugh... I feel... funny" Replied Tali to the fanning human. "I see that. I get your suit and let's go to Karin. *** "I've read about quarian adaptive abilities, but I would never suspect such a thing could happen!" Exclaimed the elder woman looking at the data pad. "That thing being…?" Asked Shepard looking at the obese and naked quarian placed in the biotic field. "Miss Zorah was using those pills so much her body managed to adapt to their effect. That's why she managed to consume our food without any adverse effects." explained the doctor. "Of course, it's not perfect, digestion was hard and led to serious flatulence." "So you're saying Tali can eat human food just fine, she's only going to have gas?" Summarised the spectre. The pepper-haired woman shot her an annoyed look. "No, commander. I'm, in no way, recommending that. Those pills she was stuffing herself with were suspicious enough, though they may have worked, but perhaps you hadn't noticed that Tali managed to gain over 300 pounds of weight in such a short time? I lack the data but I'm confident it's not natural." Shepard nodded. "I got it" "Shepard..." "I got it and I will deal with it." *** "Vakarian" "How can I help you, Miss Lawson." Replied the turian with a grin which got only a frown in return "We need to talk about a certain crewmember." Said the brunette and pointed towards the figure on the other side of the corridor, near the unsealed hatch wall. It was Tali, or perhaps some great monster that had eaten the quarian. The enormous shelf of her ass protruded so far from her back that one could easily set up a grenade launcher on it, maybe even disassemble one with room to spare. The monstrous ass was so big it needed at least three chairs to hold it, not to be comfortable but just to sit, period, and even then it stuck out. The pillars that supported it were thicker than the Turian chest and one could only suspect the curvature of her calves under the layers of lard. Tali now had a proper gut made from at least two rolls, the suit made it hard to gauge, and it was almost as wide as a krogan. Her breasts were about Miranda's size... which was rather small compared to the rest of her body, and her upper arms were roughly as wide as her thighs had once been. "Not everybody can be perfect." Muttered Garrus which was followed by a thunderous fart, barely muffed by the environmental suit. Miranda’s perfectly sculpted face twitched. "It isn't about her letting herself go. It's about her letting herself go so much that she is a liability to the team. Even on the ship, and I don't want to think about combat scenarios." said Miranda with a grimace. "You're exaggerating." Replied Garrus, but nobody was fooled. "She gets out of breath walking down the corridor, not to mention..." “BBBBURRRRRRPPPP"....... that." Miranda signed and took a deep breath. "Vakarian, even if I forget she is near immobile and a gas ball, she’s supposed to be an engineer. But now she isn't even that!" Indeed, Tali was standing next to a mess of thick wires and she even had a toolbox by her side. However, she was mostly preoccupied with stuffing herself with candy from a second bag, adding to the total mass of food and gas in her bloated tummy. "Something needs to be done, we're wasting resources..." The brunette was talking, but the scarred turian wasn't listening, instead looking over her shoulders with an uncertain face. Miranda paused when she felt a muscular, female arm wrap around her neck in a friendly manner. "I see you have a problem." Noticed Shepard cheerfully, but her hold seemed a little too strong and her eyes had a strange gleam. "Fortunately, I'm an expert at solving those. So, how about I deal with it and you... refrain from interfering. That sounds good?" "Y-yes." Replied the brunette, failing to keep her voice steady. She was painfully aware of how easily the spectre could snap her neck at that moment. "Great!" Shepard said and patted Miranda's shoulder. Then she made her way to Tali and clung on to her enormous booty. *** The Captain's quarters had undergone a metamorphosis. There were several new ventilating systems installed, along with a railing, and all rugs and some furniture removed. Besides that, there was an extra large single bed, several large containers and a special medical bot. It was there, specifically on the large queen-sized bed, that Tali had been spending her time for several days now and she was fairly happy with this arrangement. The blob of a quarian was sitting (mostly) and supported by several large pillows. Her humongous buttcheeks and equally fat legs were taking a majority of the mattress and her thick upper limbs were laying an avalanche of lard made from the two thick folds of her gut and were wrapped tightly around the ball of digesting food and compressed gas that was violently venting from both ends. Tali was halfway into a food coma as the bot was gently pressing her bloated tummy to help gas escape. It was quite normal, and nowadays the obese quarian was spending her time either sleeping or eating. Mostly eating. She snapped to reality a bit later when a smiling Shepard was laying next to her, and partially on top of her. "How's my girl?" Asked the spectre and from the pudgy face she received a lengthy blech in reply. "...uuuurrrppp... brekfast?" At that, the commander laughed and rubbed her second chin. "More like a lunch, but of course" Immediately the automaton set up a special folded counter and began serving food. Tali all but ripped into the first steak with her hands and teeth. She had abandoned the use of cutlery some time ago, besides her finger was becoming too thick for it. The pile of blubber barely started on the second dish, when wisps of fumes began leaking from between the two enormous beanbags. Once Tali went through the first courses and her face was already smeared with grease when Shepard spoke. "You know, I checked and you just reached 600 pounds. I'm impressed" Aside from chewing and burping, the commander received no answer. "But things are starting to get dangerous. That's why I decided to move you somewhere safe. Are you alright with it?" Asked the spectre sweetly and at that moment Tali hit her with rippling bleach directly to the face and a humid wave of flatulence from her bottom. The spectre was waving for a second to dispel foul gases but smirked. "I’ll take that as a yes.” *** Tali woke up rather abruptly, which was unusual. Likely due to a stranger near her and the horror of an empty stomach. "...is a growing girl." "I see that." Replied an unfamiliar, gentle voice and Tali looked at the source. In an airtight suit, next to Shepard, was standing a pretty, dark-blue asari with a nice smile and a hungry look in her eyes. "Hello Tali, that's Myan. She'll be taking care of you during your stay." The spectre informed her as she came to the purple blob and began folding her lard. Just then Tali realised she was in an unfamiliar place, but that hardly mattered to her now. "...hungry." Muttered Tali weakly, already feeling the dreaded emptiness inside. Shepard laughed and asari snickered. "I believe that’s my cue." Said the asari warmly and brought a cart that Tali hadn't noticed over to her side. It was loaded with her favourite goodies. Not a minute later the quarian was happily gorging herself and soon after her flatulence followed. Shepard was grinning and asari was cooing in delight looking at the shaking pile of blubber. "I'll take care of her like my own family. You don't need to worry Mrs Shepard." *** Time passed, quite a lot of time. Months even. The matron indeed acted with the care and warmth of a family member, often talking about her human bondmate next door, so large she had trouble speaking and had to be fed mostly by a funnel. Tali listened to her, sometimes even acknowledged her words, but cared for neither Shepard's absence nor the asari. She was far too busy eating. The mountains of food the obese quarian had been provided with had been bigger than ever before, which left little time for breathing let alone talking, and soon her purple body exploded with lard. Calling her massive cheeks beanbags had long since stopped being an exaggeration, instead becoming an understatement, as both meaty orbs weighed at least as much as turian and stretched wider than 4 adult krogan standing together. Myan was able to lay on the soft shelf and did so with great pleasure. Her lower limbs were two barrels of lard, each thigh wider than krogan, constantly touching, calves as thick as turian torso and their original shape unrecognizable. Her greedy stomach was now covering her knees, the two enormous folds were just a bit shy of being as thick as Mako tires. Meanwhile, her neglected breast managed to reach the size of ripe melons, still laughably small compared to the rest of her. Tali's arms were far weighted down by bingo wings that resembled ** pillows. Quarians had long necks, and after a long and brave struggle, her’s had disappeared, absorbed by young Zorah's thick second chin and torso. The former engineer's face had grown ridiculously soft and wide, her cheeks resembling dumplings more than anything else. Obviously, this state of affairs had its consequences. Mostly the torrents of gas that had been escaping from her mouth and backside almost the entire day long, and during the main meals even the excellent ventilation didn't stop the foul fumes from dominating the room. Even when asleep, they escaped from her body often with help of the bots and her host who worked hard to make sure Tali's tummy had enough space for the next feast. Tali's mobility was a thing of the past, weighing at least 800 pounds, and her lower half was firmly pinning her to the bed. It was fortunate that the asari had experience and the spectre was always prepared. Water, waste-disposal and medical systems had been installed along with a crane and other useful devices. So when Sheapd finally visited she had a hard time keeping herself in check at the sight of the lovely blob. The spectre didn't stay but kept on visiting irregularly, every time doing her best to remove any semblance Tali had to a person. As time went on, she started to stuff the quarian so hard that even the purple blob was concerned about exploding. Either from food or the sheer amount of gas generated by her gut. Then Shepard disappeared again. *** Tali was grunting and panting heavily despite the fumes released by her ass. The matron had gone somewhere and she couldn't reach the next box of ice cream. Though even if she could it was dubious that her sausage-like fingers covered in sweet goo could hold it. Then Shepard entered like she hadn't been absent for so long. To be honest Tali didn't really register the abandonment. Same with her strange smirking expression, and a literal glow in her eyes and... clones? "How's my piggy?" Asked the commander as she climbed the bed. It was much bigger than even a king-sized one, otherwise, the quarian would have long since overgrown it. The moment the human's hand touched the bloated gut a long hiss emanated from monstrous buttcheeks, making Shepard chuckle. "Can't whheeezze reach.... uuurrrrrppp.” Moaned the sentient mountain of lard. "I see here, let me help you." Replied the spectre. Meanwhile, her look-alikes were busy doing something, moving in equipment and familiar looking carts. "We're going to have so much fun together Tali. You can't even imagine." Purred Shepard-Prime as she fondled the purple folds of fat. Tali didn't listen, too busy cramming herself full of ice-cream with her bare hands. But it was true. Never, not now or before, could the quarian imagine what had already befallen her and what was in store for her. UUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPPP!!!
  3. A commission for an anonymous on deviantart, where our favourite quarian must realize something important. Would love to receive some constructive criticism or simply thoughts. *** Tali couldn't tell what won over her sleep: her slowly shifting position, gently increasing lighting or the tune rang. Suffice to say: she was beginning to notice the alarming lack of a second body next to her as well as s terrible, sucking feeling. "Morning's up, sleepy head" said cheerfully the familiar, slightly coarse voice, which, to the sleepy quarian, was more soothing than the gentlest of choirs. It ultimately brought her to a land of the living and prompted her to open her heavy eyelids. Towards Tali was striding the commander Shepard, hero of the galaxy wearing only lingerie and a thin, loose shirt, giving the engineer a very good view of her figure. "Isn't it a bit early?" replied groggily the younger woman. "It's well past 12" informed sweetly the spectre. The quarian cursed mentally, how did Sheard deal so well with the longer days on Rannoch, while she kept oversleeping?! The bed stopped as Tali rose to a somewhat sitting position almost at the same time as the large trolley, almost collapsing under the weight of food stopped next to her. She felt her mouth almost flood with saliva. With a smile, the commander placed a large bowl of sweet noodles on the enormous purple expanse before her partner's face. "Dig in" said Shepard before petting the quarian's head. Tali didn't need encouragement, before the commander finished she already had a large spoon in hand. The mass of noodles she put in her mouth stretched it, giving her next to no space to chew. It was delicious, with sweetness and fruity sourness together blending wonderfully. Spoonfuls were enormous but were devoured with impressive speed, save for what stuck to her face or fell on her chest. Tali felt a familiar movement as her body shook according to her arm's rapid movement. She paid no mind to it, entrapped by her meal. Meanwhile, the resurrected soldier was very closely observing it, inspecting it with her hands "itsh shoo good" said the quarian before swallowing the last spoon. "I'm happy, I was a bit afraid those berries wouldn't fit" replied Shepard, then Tali felt a familiar body sink to hers, as her partner reached the blow. Then she tilted it and helping herself with a spoon pushed the remains to the eager maw. "I'll note this recipe" informed the commander while replacing the bowl with a platter full of stacked small burritos. Well not really burritos, as all ingredients were either turian or quarian in origin. After centuries of eating nutrient pastes and special MRE, occasionally more solid food quarian people were rediscovering home cooking meals, which often included experimentation. Shepard who often cooked for her partner was a prime example, often trying to recreate human recipes. "Mmmmm" moaned Tali, cramming half of the burrito between her lips. Thankfully everything inside was easy to chew and chopped into small pieces. Quarain bodies were no longer used to hard to chew and digest food, though those were being slowly reintroduced. The burritos were now familiar to her and no less delicious, especially as Shepard had made several variations. However... her arms were becoming tired and sluggish. The commander noticed. "Want something to drink? I made coffee" said the human woman and her partner nodded ever so slightly before swallowing half of the burrito. Soon Shepard put a large cup of brownish yellow, quite dense liquid. As they were laying together it was hard not to compare the two. Shepard's upper arms were thick with hard muscles, appearing almost bulky, but Tali's upper arms were several times wider, in fact, they were as large as the muscular woman's waist and the farthest thing from hard. The purple neck was also different, namely, its lack - only a thick roll of flesh remaining under the quarian's chin and torso. It was peculiar as her species tended to have much longer necks than humans... "How about I feed you, while you go over the news? You're getting good with that sight-controls" proposed Shepard as she took the cup away from purple lips. A blush appeared on her round cheeks, it was hardly the first time but the prospect of being hand-fed by the commander still made her feel this alluring heat. "Shepard you're overacting, I'm not impaired" retorted Tali, but opened her mouth and focused her gaze on the screen that hung from the ceiling. She remained oblivious to the flash of a devious smirk on her partner's face. So young Zorah was happily munching on the burritos that were being hastily put between her jaws as she watched what was happening on her reclaimed planet and in the galaxy. Meanwhile, Shepard switched the empty platter for one full ow brown cake cut into squares. Two geth platforms entered the bedroom. They were different from those seen before the destruction of the Reapers and their close extinction. There were many differences, but it suffices to say those platforms were designed as personal help for quarians. Geth, with no threat to their existence and some simple decency, were quite content to largely resume their old duties. They approached Tali and proceeded to massage her belly with visible skill. It was curious. How did three humanoid figures gather around a bit shorter than them Tali without bumping into each other? How was she finishing going through enough food to feed a squad of quarian marines? Perhaps it was something to do that their bed, despite almost twice as large as a standard, king-sized one, had just enough space for Shepard when she laid next to the former pilgrim. Not only did her neck had disappeared, but her face was also severely swollen, with round cheeks so prominent her eyes were a bit squinted and a ring of flesh that doubled her head with and hung below. Or perhaps it was connected to ... "Jhen..." said Tali before swallowing a mouthful of cake and moving her gaze to the commander, who quickly passed her a cup of coffee. "...can we get a look at the garden before I'll sit to paperwork?" "Sure" replied Shepard with a smile, but her gaze was peculiar. "Now say *aaaahhhhhh*" The commander grabbed a large, almost two litres, jug of shake she was adding to "coffee" and put it to her partner's lips. The liquid flowed freely through Tali's gullet filling all remaining free space in her belly. *BBBUUUUUUURRRRRRPPPP* a roar rippled through the air once the entire jug was emptied. "I'll get your chair" said Shepard as she put the container back with the others and instructed one geth to take the trolley away. "Stop coddling me like that Shepard. I'm fat, but I. can. walk" disagreed the engineer and shook the blanket from herself. Then she began to energetically creep towards the edge of the bed, grunting loudly along the way. Everything wobbled, shook, often in the wrong directions. However, after some time Tali managed to pull her legs over the edge, despite her quickened breath. Shepard immediately embraced her in a well-practised hold, one geth mirrored her. Together they raised the quarian's entire body to the standing position and slowly walked to a wall equipped with a railing, where Tali dismissed the geth. The platform let go of her but remained close by, but out of her gaze, so did its partner. Now, the engineer was standing, being supported by her lover and railing, but standing nonetheless. Clad only in lingerie, her body was on full display. Tali had been correct in calling herself fat... thought it was quite the understatement. After all, both horses and whales are called "big" animals. No, the young Zorah was a stark example of obesity, a complete opposite to the lean bodies of quarians. Somebody unfamiliar with her might have even doubted her species. Unsurprising really as her sheer size was hard to comprehend and describe. She was almost at wide as three, adult krogans. The first thing people notice looking at her was her belly, then again Tali was mostly belly at this point. The supple, singular mass reached farthest on her sides and forward, its end several feet farther than once had been smooth abs. This landmass was reaching well under Tali's knees. Despite this, Shepard's outstretched arms didn't reach nearly as far forward as the apron of lard, when she stood evenly to her obese partner. Yet, this monstrous gut was amazingly smooth, save for two, thick love handles on each side. Then, given an opportunity, the focus shifted to her enormous ass and the wide shelf they were part of. That region reached less than the commander's arms, a bit. Two enormous orbs slightly flattened from constant usage, were too big for even the most lavish of human armchairs, each. The armchairs Tali was using reminded more of very deep couches, which, truth to be told, could easily serve as beds. That ass could easily squash a skycar or suffocate anyone under it. The last one, Shepard had been testing repeatedly until the life hazard had become too much. Again, the purple skin stretched under deposits of blubber was pristine, save for a few minor marks. As spectre had learned quarian bodes stored extra resources quite differently than humans or even asari. All of this incredible load was supported by equally lard-filled legs. Calling them tree trunks would be an insult considering the feebleness of trees. Tali's thighs were wider than armoured krogan, ever touching and forcing legs into a constant spread. Those barrels of blubber were connected to calves, which were thinner, were still far larger than Shepard's waist. They were so fat it was near impossible to observe their curved shape caused by quarian's unique bones. At its lowest, they were spilling over ankles covering them and touching feet. Those hadn't remained unchanged. The two main fingers were now so thick they almost touched, and the third seemed as short sausage sticking from a massively swollen foot. Of all of Tali's curves, her breasts were perhaps the smallest, which is to say they were only as big as pair of award-winning, ripe, a bit squashed watermelons, held together by a custom-made bra. On their sides were supple arms, together, even at their lowest, were making an astonishingly large angle. Mostly it was so due to the belly, seemingly wider with each day, but the aforementioned waist-sided upper arms, which long since absorbed her elbows, weren't helping. The lower arms weren't as thick, only, about as Shepard's muscled thighs only with adipose instead of hard muscle. Their fat was partially enveloping Tali's hands, which fingers resembled thick sausages. They were increasingly hard to bend, yet another reason to use sight-based controls. Tali hadn't simply lost her neck, at least, it was no longer the case. The fold of fat under her chin and her upper torso grew so much that largely constricted her head. Looking down was no longer a possibility, nodding or even shaking were reduced to a minimum. Her cheeks grew accordingly, so much that the part of the engineer's face under her squinting eyes was visibly larger than the part above with its mop of raven black hair. ... even her back swollen almost a foot. Yes, Tali was fat beyond what most people in the galaxy imagine even possible. One couldn't help but wonder how this sentient mass of blubber could move, let alone walk. The pair began making their way. Tali was holding onto the railing and from another side, her partner was dutifully supporting her talking an impressive amount of load on her shoulders. Immidietally behind, they were quietly tailed by two geth platforms. Unfortunately for them, they were unable to appreciate the spectacle with two enormous bean bags and supple back as main actors. Every movement made the layers upon layers of lard to wobble, The hanging fat often swung in wrong directions, and waves on the ocean of blubber were crashing into each other and interfering. The hanging belly further constricted pillars that were Tali's legs, which were almost completely unbendable thanks to their own bulk. Despite soft, padded flor every step of three-fingered feet was audible. It didn't take much for Tali to start panting from the exertion. What little muscles were left under mountains of fat weren't fit for such exhausting chores. Despite their snail place, they soon reached, partially walled with glass, a porch which connected to the garden via a small ramp. Tali landed heavily on an enormous couch placed there for her. After a minute, she managed to get her breach under control and her bountiful flesh ceased to wobble, she looked at the garden. This put a smile on her face. "Not too shabby, eh?" asked Shepard cheerfully she parched on the railing next to her lovely partner. The engineer agreed, her passion had always been technology and Rannoch was a dry planet so most plants resembled cactuses and grasses, save a few exceptions as well as bushes and trees. But Tali never imagined she would have a large house on her homeworld with a garden and with the woman she loved. "Wait for a second, I think I have something you'll like" and with that, the spectre sprinted to the garden. Tali watched her with warmth in her chest, her partner made this garden all by herself, outright refusing help from the geth. Suddenly she felt a pang of melancholy, it had been months since she was there. The young Zorach grabbed a nearby railing and began lifting herself. "Creator-Zorah you shouldn't..." Tali completely ignored the geth, too focused on making her screaming muscles work. She managed, but her face was purple, almost red and shining with sweat. Very careful the enormous quarian began waddling toward the ramp. A few steps before she let go of the railing to get a swing of moving alone. Tali almost immediately regretted her decision but pressed forward fighting against her jiggling body. Finally, she reached the ramp. The first two steps were successful, if hard, but... The moment she passed an invisible line separating the house and open space, the enormous quarain felt an unexpected force pulling her downward. Her joints and muscles screamed and incidentally, she began falling forward pulled down by her gut. The purple arms were too heavy and sluggish to use to shield herself. At the last second two pairs of mechanical limbs grabbed her, and only her hanging gut brushed the earth. "Are you alright Creator-Zorah?" asked one of the geth helping her to stand. The immense weight wasn't disappearing. "*hufff**hufff*... yes ...*hufff*" gasped out Tali, trying to catch her breath. She felt a familiar hand on herself, Shepard was next to her. The human's face had just morphed with relief. "Let's get you inside" Two platforms guided her inside, taking almost the entire weight on themselves. Inside Tali felt lighter, but the machines let go of her once she was back on the couch. The quarain tried her best to calm herself before speaking. "What happened? I didn't trip. Shepard, did you see anything?" The spectre was deep in thought as she sat on the side of the couch. When she looked at her obese partner she had a strange smile and voice. "I ought to tell you this sooner... you should stop trying to move without your hoverchair. I'll move your equipment from the office to the bedroom" Tali blinked, what...? "Shepard something happened and I fell, but that doesn't mean I should stop..." "Tali" interrupted Shepard with a strange almost sultry voice. "How much, do you think, you weigh?" "I... I don't know... 600... maybe 700 pounds" replied bewildered quarain, but felt a shrivel. She knew she got large, unimaginably so. Tali knew she allowed Shepard to do it to her and she knew the spectre wasn't fully to blame. She had quite the appetite. "986 pounds and in this gravity. Back on Normandy or Earth, you would weigh over 1100 pounds" informed Shepard looking on her omnitool and warmly pated the expanse of the purple stomach. Tali felt like she put her hand in a high voltage junction. "But... I can't! If I was that big I couldn't... I just walked!" the quarian was nearly shouting. It couldn't be true, it couldn't! "You walked, barely, because I installed an eezo generator with nodes along the entire house. Every time you get out of the chair it envelops you in a field and reduces your weight. But it's on last legs" explained the spectre with the slightest hint of guilt. Tali was speechless, but memory hit her. When Shepard and geth had finished home, her body so smaller than her current one, but still fatter than any quarian, obese, thanks to Shepard and her own gluttony. The engineer remembered how much lighter she felt when she entered it. So it wasn't my imagination "We.... can boost it" offered the engineer shakily. Shepard raised an eyebrow. "Pushing aside how hard it would be and that it only works indoors. You do realize we've been only prolonging the inevitable, you already too heavy to simply stand up. It's a matter of time before those lovely legs of yours get too big to move?" said Shepard and tried to pat krogan-sized thigh, but obviously hit the fleshy apron. Tali knew this, she also knew how complicated must have been the system inside the house. But believing was another thing altogether. "I could lose weight!" shoot the quarian and waved her hand, making her flab wobble. In the next second, before her face was a candy bar, the commander always carried several. Before Tali could think she acted and the sweet mush was travelling down her gullet. She blushed furiously, while Shepard was smiling deviously. "... I'm not immobile," said the quarian despite the evidence. Shepard chuckled and walked to the wall. There were several folded chairs for herself and the guest, she took one and sat about two meters away from Tali, right before her. "How about this: if you manage to walk to me, with no assistance, we try *hmm* to deal with your little issue. If don't then you have to accept the truth" offered the spectre cockily and pressed something on her omnitool. Tali huffed, she couldn't understand this charade. Sure she let herself go, purposefully, but not that much. Even if there was some antigrav generator it couldn't be strong. Right? "Fine" spat the quarain as she again reached for the nearby railing and pulled. Nothing. The engineer tried... and tried again. She blinked, trying to process what is happening and felt sweat forming on her back that had little to do with recent activity. But she tried again. Tali attempted to rise steadily, to rock herself and gain momentum, and finally, to just slide from the couch. Her body rippled and waved, her folds were going up and down ... it was to no avail. The lard, that had overgrown every inch of her body, was pining her to her seat with no hope of moving. All that did was left Tali panting furiously, covered in sweat and blush, her heart feeling ready to burst through her chest. But quickly a cold realization grasped her. "I'm...I'm... but I can't...." Tali was on the verge of hyperventilation, she had lived through some truly horrific events, but something like this... "Ssshhh... it's alright" whispered Shepard and kissed purple forehead. She was sinking into soft lard, nut otherwise the commander wouldn't be able to reach the chubby head. "Think about it. Nothing really changes, just no more walking" Tali opened her mouth to retort... and closed it. Horrified, she realised her partner was right. Over the time together, Shepard had been steadily making her dependent on the spectre's help while she let her appetite(gluttony) reign. By the ancestors... she even bathed her. "You planned this" accused the engineer with a furrowed brow. "More like anticipated it... and hoped. But you always knew I would help you stop the moment you asked" replied the commander softly, caressing the soft cheek of her lover. The immobilized quarain was glaring at her... then she sighed, her features relaxing, As much as Shepard loved her obese body, she would never force her to do anything. Enable me, encourage lose my restraints about gorging, yes. Force me, nooo. "My legs are now useless" noticed Tali absentmindedly. "Useless? Hardly. They now have much more noble duty" replied the spectre with an impish smile. She moved down and lifted a thick apron of lard, finally reaching barrel-like limbs and squeezing them. "Thay can finally act and grow as fine storages of fat without worrying about moving" At that Tali felt a shiver of fear... and arousal. It was a quite common combination when dealing with the commander. "Hopefully, with some work, your arms will join them soon" added the spectre off-handedly. "What...?" Tali was unsure if she heard correctly because what she had heard wasn't making sense. "Why do you think I installed all those sight- and voice-guided systems?" asked Shepard as again crawled upwards on the sentient mountain of adipose that was her lover. She gently grabbed Tali's hand, a heavy, swollen parody of a limb and pressed its palm to her cheek. "How much longer until they get too heavy to lift or just too fat to bend, or will your finger be just too thick to properly operate consoles? Maybe your arms will grow so fat they will cover your hands. I'm not sure, but one of those is going to happen, probably followed by the rest. That's why I'm prepared" That declaration rendered the obese quarain speechless once again. Then again Shepard had this effect on people. Tali was quiet for several seconds, having a hard time comprehending her situation. Then she took several breaths and huffed. "Ffffiiiinnneee, but I want a cake as an apology. For the rest of the week, you know which one. Also, after today's admiralty conference I demand that you help me with stress" commanded the admiral Zorah trying to maintain a dignified expression. Shepard just laughed. "As you command Miss vas Normandy" replied the commander and kissed her immobile lover. Deeply. And Tali felt familiar, five-fingered hands groping her lard of fat. I think I'm going to enjoy it, after all.
  4. A loose sequel to Denying Mass, commissioned by the same, ingenious anonymous. Shepard and Tali roll in for a friendly visit. *** "Miss T'Soni, the commander's craft just entered the atmosphere. ETA: one hour" informed the blue, luminescent ball as it zipped through the office. "Thank you Glyph, is everything in order?" Liara asked, glancing from her console. "Yes, ma'am. The sealed, living chambers with a controlled environment are set. The tanks with custom, nutrient paste had been sterilized and sealed" confirmed the VI and Lara smiled. "That's good. I'm going to take a shower and head to the landing pad. Prepare fresh clothes and transportation for me. Also, make sure docking goes smoothly" ordered the blue beauty and Glyph obeyed. The asari turned around with the chair to look at the new city that was being built on the garden world. Despite a bit of bitterness, she was very glad at the visit, especially since Shepard and Tali valued their privacy so their calls were limited to audio. And even the Shadow Broker was no match for geth's cyber security. Although she had to wonder why the commander had asked for several hectolitres of high-grade, quarian nutrient paste with extra spices. While it was unusual order, she would be able to get it in most ports. There's no point overthinking it decided Liara, Shepard would explain anyway. She gestured to the humanoid bot, which approached her. With his help and supporting herself on the armrest, the information broker managed to lift herself. Still leaning on the automaton, she began making her way to her living quarters. Why would Liara need assistance in such a simple task as walking on a planet with gravity a tad smaller than on Thessia? Well... first of all, she wasn't walking, but waddling awkwardly. As for why... simple Liara T'Soni was morbidly obese. Even a comfortable muumuu did little to hide her swollen features. Her face was not round and almost twice as wide, supported by a nearly non-existent neck. T'Soni's genes made sure a large percentage of lard had gone to her breast, each roughly size of a middle-sized, stuffed to the brim, camping bag. They rested atop the juicy upper fold of her breast, which was thick as large tires of ancient Earhly automobiles. The second, larger fold was changing past her knees and could easily compete with Mako's tires in terms of width. Hmm... then again it was hard talking about knees as those had been swallowed by krogan's waist-sized barrels of blubber that were her thighs and those were connected to just slightly thinner calves. The asari upper limbs weren't small by any means, her upper arms might have been flatter but were as large as her waist once was and were followed by forearms that could pass for thighs finished by rounded hands and sausages of fingers. Ah... let's not forget about her bottom, comparatively small, and composed of two nearly yoga ball-sized cheeks. How had once nimble scientists transformed into a barely mobile blob? Enough said it had begun once Liara learned of Shepard's... "preferences" *** The Shadow Broker was walking toward the lowering ramp alone. While she felt no shame in using mobility aids, the doctor wanted to present herself the best she could. The doctor couldn't deny the genuine joy when a familiar redhead reached her with a smile. "Hey Liara, you're looking better than ever" Shepard welcomed her and the asari chuckled loudly. "It's good to see you as well, Shepard" When the former spectre embraced her Liara felt better than she had been in months... and the feeling of the muscular woman sinking into her far was most... rewarding. "But where's Tali? She was supposed to come with you?" the doctor asked once the ginger head resurfaced from her bosom. "What are you talking about? She's right here, but I suppose she changed a bit since you last saw her" Liara's forehead furrowed slightly. Why was Shepard pointing to this pile of cargo covered in... purple... "By the Goddess" whispered suddenly pale asari. "She really is something, isn't she" confirmed the human with a wide grin. At first, Liara paid no mind to what she had assumed was a large, hovering platform with cargo covered by a tarpaulin. But then she recognized the colour and pattern, finally - the helmet. As the design, the "bucked" was clearly quarian, but over twice as wide as a normal one, with nothing between it and the rest of the object. Right underneath the helmet sprouted four large lumps, which were roughly oval and laid horizontally on the main mass. Two larger ones, on the front, were about the size of the biggest travelling bags and about a similar shape, if a bit flattered. The remaining ones were on the sides, just a little smaller, but even flatter. Upon closer inspection, they were continued by connected to two thick, misshapen, cylinders - but that was all Liara could ascertain. However, all of this paled in comparison to... the thing that made up most of the cargo and connected all of those - a roughly spherical, soft blob that stretched about so far a human or asari could lay next to it and not reach as far. Liara couldn't think of a bed that could hold this soft mountain, which by itself was as wide as average elcor was long. The smart fabric clung tightly and smoothly to it, hiding finer details, but the asari could swear that even now she could see as it rippled, but not like a water balloon, rather like gelatine. Soon, she noticed this on the entire surface. Then there was something sticking from underneath the mountainous blob, which was resembling two, partially melted, circular containers stacked atop each other - both short and wide. The upper(?) one was wider than elcor's torso, the second one a bit thinner. Their ends were disappearing again under fabric-covered cargo. The asari, at her current position, couldn't say if the second set was on the other side, but she suspected so. The cart was approaching, but Liara had a hard time understanding what she saw, let alone describing, than at the beginning. Even more so, the fat asari suspected what... who was on the hovering platform, but even though Shepard had confirmed it - her mind, that little part of it called "common sense", refused to accept it. "Hey, Liara... It's good to see you" the jiggling cargo spoke slowly in an unmistakable voice and one of the upper limbs wiggled... waved(?) as the platform approached close to them. The tone was deeper and artificially enhanced but Liara would never mistake the owner. "You too Tali, I hope the travel went well" Liara replied, forcing smile on her face and shock to the depths of her mind, with willpower that would make Justicar jealous. "Good, the new ship is a marvel. It's not as big as Normandy, but..." Whatever the quarian(?) wanted to say was interrupted by thunderous rumbling. If not for the visible rippling of the flesh underneath the fabric the asari would assume it was an earthquake. Shepard laughed and with a swift motion fell back into soft flesh, watching her sink into her doughty body was surreal. Tali despite the suit and immobility managed to look embarrassed. "Forgive her. We had to skip lunch because of landing and that's the result" explained the human cheerfully as she bounced on the surface of a car-sized belly. "The drive isn't exactly short, but smooth. If it's just nutrient paste I think there will be no problem" said Liara with a smile, feeling a strange mix of jealousy and most earnest compassion. It was also the first time in a very long time she felt... small... perhaps even thin. "If it's not much of a bother..." mumbled Tali not looking at her host. It was clear she wasn't to interrupt the reunion.. but her hunger was getting the better of her. "It's not. Please, let's go" replied Liara honestly and began waddling toward transport. She also wanted to continue inside it, her legs were killing her. They arrived next to the vehicle(Liara had wondered why Shepard would need such a large travelling space) and loaded Tali in... That realization bogged the doctor's mind. During this operation, she had the opportunity to inspect her frine from every direction, and the barrels on the side were indeed her legs(or had been) and Tali's bottom was appropriately large compared to the rest - with each cheek being much larger than entire volus that were part of the shelf that would make a comfortable bed for a turain. The commander introduced the obese asari to two geth attendants who assisted the mountainous engineer. When Liara landed her own ** rump on the seat, she began to earnestly converse with the ginger woman. Words were flowing freely and it was an honest pleasure to talk honestly with somebody, especially a dear friend. But from the corner of her eye, she was watching Tali - the geth used a folded ramp to reach the helmet and connection the induction **. It was as thick as a power cable and led to a large barrel, which the doctor had assumed was fuel. Soon the creamy substance ruched there to Tali's mouth so quickly, Liara was surprised she wasn't **. Instead, the limps of fat that were her arms moved in motion that resembled belly rub - or rather love handles rub if she had those. And as absorbed the lighter non-human was in conversation with Shepard, she couldn't help but feel a cold sweat on her back, as the level of the paste inside the large barrel was lowering at a horrifyingly fast pace. Suddenly, Liara thought that the truckload of the quarian food she had ordered may not be enough even for a few days. And now she felt really small. *** After the initial meeting, Liara left the pair to settle in their (radically big, hangar-like) quarters. Now, she was waddling through the airlock to visit them, it was fortunate that they were railing almost everywhere in the building. As the obese asari crossed the second door she was greeted by very warm and humid air and a tingle of ionization. Liara passed the short hallway and almost had a second heart attack that bay. Inside a large room was Tali... naked. The enormous blob of purple flesh was bare save what was covered by its own blubber and a few strips of fabric hanging from miniature cranes. Those served to lift some of the mass, mostly the monstrous gut and support the arms. Liara moved her eyes away, despite the strong urge to ogle this living mountain of gluttony, but she had no desire to violate her friend's privacy. This was a mistake as her gaze fell on the fittest person present - Shepard, who was clothed... in a wet bikini and in the process of drying herself. Perhaps some people would be repulsed by scar tissue on the muscular frame, but not Liara... her imagination was coming up with images of several blue children and activities that would make her father swell with pride. With titanic effort, the doctor managed to move her eyes to the wall. "I apologize, I should have called" said Liara loudly and blush on her cheeks to two women who just noticed her presence. "No, no. Sorry, we should be better quests, but we needed to do some cleaning" replied the commander regretfully and rubbed her red locks. Despite the distraction, the blue beauty noticed a set of long brushes and similar devices. Normally she would assume those were old-fashioned cleaning tools... then again it wasn't wrong only those weren't for floors. "Please stay... I'm no xenobiologist, but I'm pretty sure we have... about the same bits. I don't mind" wheezed Tali, this time her voice lacking enhancement, but still lower and quieter. "Are you sure?" asked Liara, her eyes already dangerously close to a purple blob. The immobile quarian couldn't know that her reaction was largely motivated by fear of her own reaction. Sure, she had once seen Tali partially bare, but it was an emergency back on the original Normandy... and several hundred pounds ago. "Yes... I got used to being naked most of the time...*huff*... now I realize how it sounds" With this affirmation, the doctor's resistance crumbled and she looked at her friend. By the goddess She was hit with just how fat she was as if the suit was some mystical curtain. Tali wasn't a member of large species, no, she was a humanoid who had been fattened to be larger and heavier than any other known, sentient species. The quarian's humongous stomach was hard to describe, something akin to a ridiculously thick, smooth tongue of molten lava ending in a slightly deformed sphere with one single hole. As large as Liara was, she was fairly sure she could fit atop it(no, bad image, bad!!!). It did have love handles, large things with lower ones being as thick as elcor's waist and upper ones only about as large as Mako's tires. Atop it laid two enormous breasts. They were so large, their volume could be compared to a volus in the suit. Incredibly, despite gravity fattening them a bit and moving them to the sides of the gut, two monstrous ovals maintained quite a lot of their perky shape. Liara swallowed as she looked at two large, dark purple areolas adorned by two inviting nipples. At the moment it was partially lifted with a large strip of fabric held by a crane( a crane!), so the doctor could confirm that - yes indeed, those large oval shapes were Tali's legs and even without the suit they resembled barrels, or perhaps extremely thick tires(?), only interrupted by crevices where her knees were located. Liara felt a jolt of envy, the engineer's body seemed to be nearly completely smooth, while her own was dotted with (lovely) dimples and her legs resembled stacks of folds. Although... her own were somewhat movable, while Tali's... even if, by some miracle, the quarian had enough strength to lift lims, whose thigh made an elcor look thin, her legs had no chance of being close enough to even waddle. They were forced to remain at a wide angle due to their lard. Liara doubted that anything, save a near-full split would make scrumptious thighs stop touching. Meanwhile, the quarian's feet were curious things, they were a singular mass with no shape to speak of and no toes could be identified. Although the obese asari could see a few lines that likely had used to be cracks between them. Liara could only see them due to her grazing directly at a sole, the adipose of calves were covering them from the top, so if Tali did stand they would be fully under the blanket of fat. Tali's face... how it changed since its slender appearance not too long ago(a lifetime ago). Her cheeks were so inflated with fat that, the lower part of her head seemed twice as wide as the upper with her eyes barely managing to stay open from all adipose pressing on them. What was curious, was that Tali hadn't just lost her neck, instead, her head was partially absorbed by her plentiful torso and forced to remain in one position, with her hair just laying on her back fat. All that remained was a fold, s thick as Sherpard's forearm, squished in between, that probably had used to be a second chin. The least new observation could be made about quarian's arms. Of course, they had no noticeable wrists and her finger were astonishingly wide, but they did have some manoeuvrability... for now. "... finish, so please sit down" Liara blinked several times as the commander's voice snapped her from the cognitive trance. "Ah... yes thank you" the obese asari replied, doing her best not to show how much her mind had drifted and just realizing how much her legs screamed for relief. She sat on a water-proof couch that the doctor had ordered to put in every room, just in case. However, despite being fitted just for her to sit comfortably, the piece of furniture now appeared... small. Liara glanced at Shepard, the commander changed little, but for the better. Her body fully regained a hard and powerful stature, but more importantly the marks after implanting cloned tissues and further cybernetic implants had faded. It was good, Liara never cared, but looking as... patchworks couldn't be easy, even for Shepard. The ginger took some bottles from the bag and began to instruct two geth. "Sorry, I would hug you, but..." Tali said and it seemed that one of the bottom pillars of lard twitched. Even with all of her experience reading people Liara couldn't tell if her quest was joking or not. "Don't ever start again. You see what I have to deal with, Liara? She's always trying to make things harder for herself" commented Shepard as she approached the soft dome. "Oh?" Laira smiled, genuinely curious. "Look, who's... talking. Besides that's just not true" wheezed the quarian and her face cutely squinted, or rather squinted even more, with annoyance. The ex-spectre began pouring clear lotion on purple flesh. "Remember, that time you got back to Normandy, as the Admiral? When I caught you with Kal'Reegar?" *** Tali leaned on the wall and grabbed the railing with both hands. She made a mental note to send a gift to whoever had them installed. It was a good thing that the quarian had updated systems in her suit when she had been resizing it otherwise breathing would be harder than it already was. The obese quarian was starting to doubt that visiting the engineering deck had been such a good idea. It was such a good day, she was back on the Normandy! As an Admiral, even if in title only and back among her friends. And Shepard... It was pure joy to see her girlfriend again, even though after the official part she was almost pulled to the side to solve somebody else problems. But she had gotten a chance to catch up with others, especially Liara and Garrus. Their so... that is, Grunt was unfortunately now under Wrex's command and somewhere else. So Tali decided to visit her engineering and check that all of her work (or at least work directed by her, even months ago there was no way for her to fit into the ducts), wasn't messed up by the Alliance. However, on the way to the elevator, her adrenaline began to drop and she realised how tired she was, not to mention the long trek to lift. It shouldn't have reduced her to this panting mess, but... the engineer looked down at the two head-sized orbs and her stomach, which fully obscured her feet and quite a lot of floor. And the rest of her body wasn't far behind if the amount of wall her ass was touching could be any indication. By the time they had parted after the relay's explosion, Shepard's scale put her around 400 pounds, but now... How did she manage to send cargos full of food on the Flotilla while in custody? Tali suspected Liara but was in no position to complain. She was inhaling all of it to the poorly concealed astonishment of her crew and her auntie's concern. The elevator stopped. "Ahem... shall we go ma'am?" asked Kal'Reegar with an extended hand. Tali looked at him with gratitude. The marine was invaluable and had become something of her personal guard/advisor, even now seeing her trouble he literally supported her. If he wasn't a male and she hadn't met Shepard... "huff...Yes, thank you" replied the obese quatrain as she took the male's hand. Soon, hand in hand and with marine partially sunk in his Admiral, they went. It wasn't exactly comfortable or fast, but Tali doubted she would be able to make this tour alone, at a reasonable pace(although the marine wasn't exactly dissatisfied with his current position). With slow motion, her flesh shook, visibly even under the suit, and swayed side to side as if determined to make the journey even more tedious. The male quarian was doing his best to synchronise with the rhythm of the waddle, but even for him, supporting a jiggling pile of blubber twice his weight was challenging. They almost reached the door to the main room, when they opened it to reveal the commander. The ginger saw Tali and beamed, but after a second it dimmed a bit. Then she looked at the marine squished to her - the expression didn't change but her gaze shifted into one which spelt quick and gruesome demise. "Tali, what are you doing here? Hello Reegar, how are you" Shepard said cheerfully and approached the obese engineer before gently taking her arm. "I'm... just fine. commander" replied the marine as he slowly and carefully let go of a pudgy arm and stared to increase his distance. As if he was facing a rabid varren and not a human woman. "Admiral wanted to visit the engineering" "Is that so? Couldn't she just connect to the very nice remote engineering station that had been installed? One with microdrones, access to cameras and other systems?" asked the spectre with a raised eyebrow. Tali glared at her. "I have no idea what Alliance did to the systems, how it would look?" spat the engineering, but snuggled closer to the pale woman. Shepard smirked. "Hmm... how about we check it in my cabin. I still have those nice couched, also I managed to come by some seek and triple-filtred, turian brandy" Three precise strikes pierced through soft quarian's steadfast resolve. "Fine, but you're going to exactly explain the modifications Alliance made on my ship. You're not getting off easily" threatened Tali and allowed herself to be led back to the elevator, leaving the marine "Of course" the spectre agreed, unfazed and with a smirk on her face. "Actually, I have something for you" *** "Ah... It was when you got mobile command station" Liara guesses and reminded herself about the quarian rather explosive reaction. "It... Was... a mobility scooter" spat Tali with annoyance, reminding the asari of the human title... needlessly (Liara owned 3 similar ones). "I saw you zipping on it not a day later and you cannot deny it was useful for hauling your cute ass" Sheraprd countered with a smile and slapped loudly the mountainous gut, making it jiggle. Tali blushed and As the bottle was empty, the ex-spectre began to rub lotion in... Merciful goddess The commander didn't limit herself to just using her hands, no. She decided to use her entire body to spread oily substances. Liara watched as two shapely breasts, now covered in shining liquid, were rubbing on soft, purple flesh - up, down and sideways. Not to mention the rest of a very nice, muscular body on very nice, obese, quarian flesh. The suspicious sounds coming from the immobile engineer weren't helpful either. The fat asari gaped with open mouth for a few seconds, unsure if it was real or one of those rare, very pleasurable dreams... no. She had never imagined Tali that big... and she was always in between. "You... did say it was useful" the asari managed to utter, with herculean effort, hoping to focus on something other than all that glistering, jiggling flesh. Still flushed Tali huffed at the reminder, but she couldn't exactly dispute it. *** As vexing the gift was, Tali couldn't deny its usefulness and the advanced technology that had gone into it. She could oversee her subordinates and Normandy's technical status with no issue. Those were the sole reasons why the obese quarian was using the scooter, which had nothing to do with the fact the device could move her quickly, even through certain obstacles(like stairs), without lifting her massive rump from a very comfortable seat. Of course, it raised some eyebrows(a figurative and gross overstatement)... "Excuse me, Ambassador Zorah?" asked a turian voice with hesitation, interrupting her fiddling with the *ahem* mobile centre's controls. Tali looked up to see a turian in civilian grab with a look of uncertainty, hopefulness and half-hidden disgust. "Yes" confirmed the quarian as the vehicle began turning to the newcomer and her soft frame followed. "I'm Juter and I represent turian ambassady. I was informed that any... requests about your fleets are to be put forward to you" the turian introduced himself, managing to sound respectful. And in that very moment, Tali recognized the clerk and for a second thought about denying any request that might come from his mouth. She put that thought aside almost in a second. "Of course, but I was about to eat lunch. Do you mind?" He didn't, openly at least, and with growing annoyance watched as the obese quarian was inhaling other portions of sterile, turian cuisine(at his expense) while he tried to explain his plight. Ignoring him would be one thing, but putting him in the proper place - another. "Of course. We can have ships at the colony in 36 hours. Do you need medical support?" said the bloated engineer before patting her engorged gut. The clerk did a double-take, before answering. He even didn't take offence for ordering triple dessert, before leaving satisfied. "Ambassador?" called a familiar voice. A wave of nostalgia and a good, free meal made Tali forget the very comfortable insult and after a short walk(or in her case - drive) she began to reminiscence. "The difference is that you help when you can" Shepard praised her with a smile. "Fortunately, today you wouldn't need to do so much unnecessary running, would you?" she added before patting the taunt belly. A soft fist hit a pale arm. "You're ruining the moment" *** "Fine... it wasn't so bad" the quarian admitted begrudgingly. "It was a genius idea and it was a good thing you got it when you did. You were barely getting around already" Shepard said cheerfully, but her voice was a bit muffled as at the moment she was lying under the raised, mountainous belly, massaging lotion in its plentiful bottom as well as... nearby regions. Suffice to say, that Liara had a hard time focusing on the story or anything really outside the sight of the muscular woman under the pile of succulent lard. It was a good thing the fat doctor was on the edge of immobile quarian gaze and Shepard couldn't see past purple flesh, otherwise, they might have noticed her opened mouth, clenched hands... and other slightly embarrassing symptoms. "I still... walked just fine" Tali argued stubbornly. The commander chuckled "I wouldn't call waddling clinging to the nearest object or person- walking. Besides, later you were even less eager about it. Except maybe to the bed and back on the scooter" the human pointed out. The mountain of blubber jiggled, likely expressing its disapprova "And whose fault.. it is?" huffed the quarian angrily and her flesh quaked again. This time Shepard openly laughed and rolled on the floor to reach one of the lower limbs. She hugged it, but even being partially swallowed by fat, the commander was unable to close her gasp. "Please, I can't take all the credit. Not even the majority of it" purred the ex-spectre as she kneaded the fat. "Besides, I could hardly watch as those lovely legs were abused instead of serving as rightly as lard tanks. At least nowadays they can properly rest. Mostly at least. Liara, you wouldn't believe that stunt she pulled a few months ago" *** Tali flew... or rather floated, as her over thousand pounds of fat had been reduced to mere grams thanks to heavy-load, industrial, mass effect lift. It could perhaps be compared to swimming... but even if the air was any denser the obese limbs were unable to perform any useful motions. "Here we go" said Shepard as she closed the straps around her arms that would keep the purple blob in place. It had been several months since the quarian had accepted her immobility and the ex-spectre hadn't been idle. Tali herself had a hard time believing how much her body had swollen in that time. But as all notions of movement disappeared, her amazement with a tint of fear was fighting, and losing, with arousal. The ginger reached for one of the remaining belts when her omnitool flashed. "Hmm... it's Garrus and it doesn't look like a social call" said the commander and looked at the naked pile of flesh. "I take it to the office, ok? Worst case I'll switch to audio and connect to you" Tali nodded... well.. more like she wedged her chin into her torso. "Sure... but tell him I say hello and remind him that I expect nieces" replied floating quarian with a smile. Shepard laughed and exited the room. "Red... can you please lower me a bit to the ground? Just so my legs touch it?" requested the obese Admiral. "Of course creator Zorah. Is the washing procedure being cancelled?" one of two geths that were "living" with them answered as he began to lower the living blob of a woman. "No, I just want to... check something" Soon, the chub... fat feet touched the ground and after few centimetres later, Tali had lift stopped. "Now, start increasing decrease mass effect field, slowly" And so the gravity began to return for her. At first, she merely felt a light pressure on her feet that was growing marginally. However, it didn't take long for the sensation to be as intense in her thin (Pre-Shepard) days. "W...What's the gravity working on me?" Tali asked trying to adjust her footing. "Currently, at 9,97% of average Rannoch gravity and growing" The quarian felt a wave of shock, accompanied by an actual wave that went through her purple blubber - what she was lifting wasn't even a tenth of her actual weight. Although the engineer did feel certain suspicious, moist warmth beaten her legs... Yes... Tali failed to realize how much her thighs had swollen and how much it increased the minimal distance between her feet - making her stuck in a rather uncomfortable position. What's more, balancing her hefty body, especially her mountainous gut, was becoming increasingly difficult. Thankfully belts around her arm were helpful. The gravity was growing, and the load on her legs was slowly reaching the one from, months ago. But in her position, and with muscles even more weakened than ever before, Tali was struggling. "S...Stop" the obese quarian wheezed, she felt sweat forming on her body, belts digging in her flesh and her legs shaking... and jiggling. "Well.. that confirms... it" muttered the quarian. A percentage more and she wouldn't be able to stand, to do so at her actual weight... "Well, well... what do we have her" At this moment Tali began to sweat, and not from exertion. "A... little experiment...*huff*. How's Garrus?" wheezed the struggling blob as she watched the approaching Shepard, who sported a very stern expression. "Good... needed some intel about some old Alliance group" replied the woman and without any warning clicked something on her omnitool. The belts around Tali loosened, she yelped but didn't fall... until a strong push on her belly unbalanced her. The slap that resulted from her krogan-flattening ass falling on the floor was gigantic. For several seconds her blubber was kind a purple ocean during a storm. The immobile quarian barely managed to catch a breach and her body somewhat ceased to jiggle when she felt a much tinner frame sink into her flesh. "Tali... I love you and will also support you" started Shepard before cupping her round cheeks. "But... I cannot have you doing such pointless and possibly dangerous things. You allowed me to fatten you into an immobile pile of lard... and you won't get any lighter, not because I wouldn't allow it, but because you fucking love it... and because you have no self-control to speak of" Tali was... well she was about to be washed so little wetness under her blank of fat, wouldn’t be a problem. Shepard's rhythmical... motions were no help and the whale-like woman would need her help to scratch away the source of the problem. "That's why..." continued the ex-spectre, her expression morphing into an infernal smirk "... I'm going to more drastic steps to make my point" *** "... then she funnel-fed me for over a week... like a balloon" complained Tali with annoyance as the pale woman continued to lotion her in the most elaborate way possible. "Exactly. I had to make sure that your cute tummy was big enough so you won't even consider lifting your legs" responded the human smugly before loudly slapping the purple mountain, sending it into a rippling motion. "Are you seeing, with I have to deal with daily Liara?" moaned blushing Tali. "Yes, well... Shepard was always good with unorthodox solutions" Liara replied a little blandly and in a strange state of acceptance. That's it... that's the end of Shadow Broker and heiress of house T'Soni Asari can't climax... at least not like any other species and without meld. The doctor cursed that genetic deficiency, she was ready to commit manslaughter for a release. "Solution *ugh* more like..." but before Tali could finish and Liara's heart entered another state of palpitation, watching as pale, perky, breast rubbed into quarian's voluminous tit-flesh... the asari omnitool rang and in a jarring loud tone. "Excuse me" said Liara and glanced at the device. Never before, in her eventful, over-century-old life she had felt a such mix of genuine relief and crushing disappointment. "I'm sorry, but I got a crisis to solve. I'll call you, as soon as I'm done. I hope to show you the city, but don't wait on my account. Call Glyph should you need anything" informed Liara with disappointment. They said goodbyes, and with non-inconsiderable effort, the fat asari lifted her wide rump and waddled out of the room. "...why didn't you use brushes?" asked Tali after a few seconds of silence after a scrumptious, meaty, blue ass disappeared behind the door. The ex-spectre smiled saucily. "Well... we ought to remind Liara that the hermit lifestyle isn't all it's cracked up to be" The quarian, heavy enough to be carried only by industrial transport, so enveloped in lard only her fingers, eyes and lips could move, give her love a flat stare. "You're an evil woman, Sheapd"
  5. Miranda’s Worst Mission (Mass Effect) In her nearly twenty year career as a Cerberus agent, Miranda Lawson had done and seen a lot of things. Some of them she was proud of, like preventing a couple wars or helping Commander Shepard save the galaxy. Others had been dirtier but no less necessary. However, there was only one mission that she completely, utterly refused to talk about. It had started rather innocently enough about two years before the first death of Commander Shepard on the colony world of Breacher’s Hope, one of the most gorgeous garden planets in the System’s Alliance. A serene, tropical jewel, it was known for its stunning beaches, calm seas, temperate jungles and an extremely large orbital shipyard that kept most of the planet employed. However, all was not well in the seeming paradise. A newcomer Tycoon named Hensen Bados had recently appeared on the scene with seemingly no back ground and gobs of cash. He bought up resorts, casinos beaches and random tracks of wilderness. Most of this would have been humdrum if Cerberus hadn’t detected that Bados had had an archeological dig on one of the properties, something that had uncovered a cache of prothean artifacts. At this point, the clandestine organization would usually buy out the artifacts or simply steal them outright through either guile or force. However, Bados’ security was impenetrable and he employed a small army of highly trained mercs. Thus, the Illusive Man sent in his best agent. Miranda Lawson: cold, ruthless, brilliant, gorgeous. Product of illegal genetic engineering, she could crush a tank with biotic power, run a research institution or make back to back covers on Galaxy Sports Illustrated’s swimsuit edition. Tall and athletic, Miranda was both droolingly curvy and impossibly lithe, a provision of her engineered metabolism. Bouncy D-cup breasts and a tight, perky badonkadonk went along pleasingly with six pack abs, endless legs and the face of an angel, even though the soul behind its pretty blue eyes might have been accused of coming from somewhere else. All of this came in extra handy, as Bados was known as a womanizer. Miranda found no shortage of him having short lived affairs with movie starlets, swimsuit models and local ass he found on the beach. Lawson’s plan was simple: using her statuesque body she easily got hired by one of the model agencies based on Breacher’s Hope, one owned by Bados himself. She had had a slight, easily reversible facial alteration before hand, enough to throw off any Alliance security personnel who might see the center fold she quickly wound up in. It was less than a month, and only after a few photoshoots, that the newly single Bados’ assistant came calling. ‘Of course I’d love to have dinner with Mr. Bados,’ said Miranda to the red headed girl who came down to the beach photoshoot where Miranda was wearing a tiny blue two piece, ‘and anything else he requires,’ she added with a naughty grin. The secretary was surprisingly plump for the personal assistant of someone like Mr. Bados. Her green body suit was extremely snug in the thighs and stomach, so tight that a line of doughy flesh muffin topped over her waist band. Miranda was actually a little surprised, nanites and low fat food making fat girls a rare sight, but feeling a little vain she stretched a little more, somehow showing off even more of her own flawless stomach. ‘Oh yes,’ the secretary said, placing a plump hand on her own stomach, ‘I’m sure he’s going to put a lot on you.’ It wasn’t until later that Miranda caught the ‘put’ in the sentence. The date happened to be at the planet’s most expensive and best rated restaurant. A hover-limo fetched Miranda there and she leaned back in its roomy interior, surprised at the amount of snacks and candies on display. The leggy Cerberus agent actually had quite an appetite due to her biotic powers and due to her genetics actually had it easy when it came to keeping off weight. Reasoning that it was a one time deal, she idly popped a chocolate into her mouth. ‘Mmmmm,’ she moaned, surprised by the buttery richness of the chocolate and the sweet tartness of the cherry filling. It had been a while since anything had tasted so good. She helped herself to a few more, uncaring that she was on her way to dinner and the cleavage baring, backless, incredibly short dress she was wearing was already skin tight. Soon the Cerberus spy was whisked to the restaurant, easily stepping out of the limo and showing off an immense length of firm leg to anyone who might be watching. An Asari waitress wearing almost as little as Miranda led the ‘model’ to her seat, the table already occupied by her date. ‘A little tight for this place, don’t you think?’ the blue alien asked Miranda. ‘I could ask you the same thing.’ ‘I’m not going to eat here,’ the asari said mysteriously before leaving. Mr. Bados proved to be a huge, incredibly good looking man. There were muscles on his muscles and his rugged face and crewcut seemed more at home on a marine than a land tycoon. Gentlemanly like he pulled back Miranda’s chair for her and gently pushed it forwards until her flat belly was near the table. A steaming basket of buttery bread sticks was already there, next to dipping cups of melted butter and rich oil. ‘So you’re this up and comer looking for rookie of the year my assistant tells me about?’ the tycoon asked, his eyes already looking Miranda’s curvy figure up and down. She caught him staring at her breasts and gave him her best airheaded bimbo smile, inhaling to push her plump breasts out even more. ‘Of course, I just love prancing around in negligee,’ Miranda said rather untruthfully, ‘I tried college for a year, but all the studying was just so boring.’ ‘Yes, your dossier said you had just finished your freshman year,’ Bados told her, also informing her that her cover was still good. Miranda might have been able to pass for a particularly clear skinned and busty high school senior, but she was over thirty. Very slow aging was another one of her many genetic benefits. ‘I’m surprised really,’ the tycoon said, ‘you don’t look like most girls who just finished freshman year.’ ‘Oh, really?’ said Miranda, inwardly tensing incase she had been made, ‘why is that?’ ‘Why, you’re so fit,’ Bados told her, ‘most girls come out of college carrying more than a few extra pounds. While you’re flat as a board, in your stomach at least.’ ‘Well, thank God for a good metabolism and a healthy diet,’ Miranda said, glad that had passed by. ‘As a reward, why don’t I treat you?’ Bados said pushing over the bread, ‘I’ve already got your order put in. The Chef works for me and knows my…ah preferences for my dates.’ The bread did smell heavenly, but Miranda also remembered she had eaten a quarter pound of chocolate on the ride over, ‘I’d love to but I do have to watch my figure if I want to get that cover…’ ‘Oh don’t worry about the cover,’ Bados said, ‘I’m offering you a much better deal than just being a model.’ ‘Really,’ Miranda asked, ‘what’s that?’ ‘You could say I’m in the market for a new companion. I just recently had a break up and am looking for someone to stay around the house, keep me company. It might not be as glamorous as modeling, but the pay is much, much better and there are much… looser restrictions.’ Inwardly Miranda was dancing for joy, thinking, ‘this mission will be easier than I thought.’ ‘Well, once I look at the contract and talk to my agent…’ ‘He’s already been informed,’ the tycoon said, ‘now why don’t we toast to the start of a beautiful relationship?’ Miranda joined him in holding the glass in the air and drank it in one gulp. Her nanite enhanced blood would keep her from getting drunk, but she had to at least pretend to get tipsy. Taking her que from many of the other tipsy women who were obviously here on dates, she dug into the bread sticks with gusto, pretending that her aversion to fatty food had been overcome by alcohol. They were incredibly good, already dripping with butter she dunked them further into ranch and blue cheese, biting and tearing at the gooey bread as if she was starving. Strangely enough she did feel incredibly hungry, almost as if the food was enticing her. She barely noticed when she spilled a fat dollop of ranch on her breasts and didn’t even think of decency when she touched it with her finger and licked it off. An appetizer plate of fried food came and quickly went as the insatiable spy demolished it, ignorant of the ring of grease and sauce around her mouth. Her dress was feeling impossibly tight, so she began fiddling with its small belt. Her greasy fingers made a mess of the job and she soon stained her expensive dress before finally undoing the clasp. Miranda’s belly, which had been flowing around the belt, now surged outwards with ease. The rest of the night was a blur. Lobster bisque soup and no salad course vanished before her eyes and she could have sworn she saw the Asari waitress eye her stuffed belly mockingly. A thick plate of fried potatoes and steak tips swimming in cheese disappeared as her stomach started aching and then finally, Miranda was back in the limosine with Bados, this time gorging herself on a massive bowl of ice cream drowning in hot fudge, sprinkles and whipped cream. With a sigh, the spy finished it and idly started sucking on the spoon. At some point her fake drunkenness had turned into real drunkenness, but from the fatty, chemically altered food instead of the beer. If she could have seen her self she would have been shocked, for her face was covered in layers of grease, chocolate, sauce and melting ice cream. Her dress was utterly ruined, dozens of splotches from her careless gorging covering its front, which was badly stretched by her stuffed belly. Not really thinking she leaned against Bados who put his strong hand on her swollen stomach. ‘So Miss Miranda, how do you like the way I treat my girlfriends?’ ‘You must spend a lot of money on first dates, if that’s how they all are,’ Miranda said, slowly realizing how much she had eaten. Her stomach hurt, but she calmed herself thinking that she could soon burn it off through exercise and even if she didn’t her supercharged metabolism could handle one heavy meal. ‘Oh, didn’t you realize, that’s how my girlfriends eat every night,’ said Mr. Bados, ‘a woman who appreciates her food is far more appreciative of the one who pays for it, I find. And Miss Miranda, I have to say you must appreciate food more than any girl I’ve ever seen. You have, I should say, extreme potential.’ Miranda was becoming increasingly uneasy at all of this. The man was practically calling her fat, yet treating it as a complement. She thought to say something, but a massive gurgle from her usually flat stomach stopped her. ‘Oh, is your tummy unhappy? Don’t worry you’ll get used to it.’ ‘Get used…what do you mean?’ ‘Oh I may own half the modeling companies in the system, but I do like my women with a little meat on their bones,’ said Bados. ‘…meat?’ ‘Fat to be more precise, the fatter the better. But only if they start out thin, fit and with an angelic face. There’s no use taking on a fat girl who doesn’t know how to take care of herself. Bringing in a model and making her fat, now there’s the way to get a perfect woman.’ Miranda’s heart felt like it was going to explode, and not just from the unaccustomed grease. ‘So you’re saying… you want me to gain weight?’ ‘Oh no, not at all,’ said Bados to Miranda’s relief. ‘I want you to gain a lot of weight.’
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