Mona: Fatter

Here’s a repost with your poll results! Mona as a fatter, fatso! Swipe for the skinny pic… read the fat fic again down below! I’ll delete the original to clean up the feed.

Late nights were typical for a star-gazer, but Mona couldn’t shake the odd signs she had been seeing in the skies… “The stars are talking like crazy tonight! To gain more power I need to find their answers.”

“Ahem, excuse me miss. I might have a book that can cypher unfamiliar messages.”

“What?! Let me see it!” Mona snatched the book and read fervently. “This does seem to adhere to the odd behavior we’re seeing…”

“Great! That will be 40 jewels!”

“Uurrgghhh, ok, Here!”

Mona flipped through the book peeking through her telescope to see what was being said. “More power in…. Hmmmm? It looks like a recipe?”

Mona went to the kitchen and gathered the ingredients. Following the instructions she made a delicious-looking batch of 3 dozen cookies. She carried the tray to the telescope and continued reading the stars. “If I eat these under the siren constellation every night for 10 days, my power should increase 10 fold!”

Without batting an eye, Mona ate all 36 cookies. “Whoa, I feel more full than I thought I would. I’m gonna *yaaawn* hit the hay…”

The following morning Mona woke up feeling more… something, but not powerful. “Hmmm, I feel somehow stronger, but also like something is off… I’ll have to continue the cookie ritual like the stars said.”

The fourth morning rolled around and so did Mona. “Gods! This power had better be worth it! Look at this thing! I’m getting all soft and flabby.” Mona had a tiny frame before, but her legs were getting to be a little more like cottage cheese and a muffin top was peering over all sides of her pants. “It’s so embarrassing… luckily my cape covers it up… but I’m not giving up now.”

The final night of the cookie ritual was like any other… except Mona could no longer fit in any clothes except her cape. There was some cookie left. “One more bite and I’m gonna be majorly powerful.” *crunch

“You’re a little mis-informed Mona.”

“Who’s there?! What do you mean?”

A siren popped out of the well in her yard. “You’ve been worshiping me thinking you’ll get a ten fold power increase, but what the book actually says is that every day you follow the ritual, the cookies are magically worth 10 times as many calories.”

“What? That’s one heck of a translation error… I guess I’m hitting the gym tomorrow.”

The siren sinickered a little. “I’m afraid it’s permanent. No amount of diet and exercise can help.”

“Why would you do that!? And you were in that well the whole time watching me?”

“Well, I’m worshiped as a belly fetish goddess. I can’t help but envy my worshipperse because I’m not capable of growing my own belly. Oh, and also, the magic, extra calories are delayed.”

“Wait, you mean I got this big gut from the normal calories of these cookies?” Mona looked down at her soft belly which sat in her lap so she couldn’t see her panties anymore.

“Haha, yes! You are going to see the rest of the pounds add on very soon. I’ve kept a chart. You’re starting weight was 110 lbs. A tiny little thing, huh? But today, before I add the magic calories, you weigh 158 lbs. You managed to gain almost 50 lbs in ten days you little sow.”

Mona blushed. “Hey, I’m not a sow, I just wanted to be stronger… I didn’t think the stars would trick me. Isn’t there anything I can do!?”

The siren pulled herself closer to Mona and rubbed her belly. “How about a sexual favor?”

“Mona blushed even deeper. “What? I… uhh…. Ok. What is it?”

“I’m going to finger you and titillate you while we watch your body grow with the magic calorie count. Based on your cookie-spree, you have about 400,000 calories ready to add on.”

“Ok, please, just do whatever. I just want out of this deal.”

“Excellent, after I snap my fingers you’ll start to grow.” *snap

Mona felt her body expanding. The sensation caused her to collapse and the siren jumped on top of her and began whispering sensually.

“Oh you little piggy!” She kissed Mona on the face and rubbed her gurgling gut. “You ate and ate and now you’re paying the price! *slap “I love slapping jelly bellies like yours.” The siren ran her hand over Mona’s growing underbelly, grabbing and shifting the fat in all directions. “I want dip my fingers in your little fupa. You must be 200 lbs by now.” She put two of her fingers deep into Mona’s flabby pussy and sucked on Mona’s breasts. She also took her tail fin and slapped it between Mona’s flabby thighs.

Mona moaned with unexpected pleasure. She loved the feeling of being over powered by this powerful creature while also being overwhelmed by the non-stop growing of her fatter and fatter body. “Can you skip to the oral, please?” Mona could feel her face was rounding out too amd her breasts were like saucers.

The siren smiled and slowly backed over Mona’s body. She dipped lower and lower, never breaking eye contact until Mona couldn’t see her over her towering tummy. But she felt the devious sensation of lips on her labia a moaned again. *uuuunnnnn* “I’m going to cum!” Mona felt herself begin to climax and trembled all over. But just before she felt the satisfaction of getting off, the siren stopped.

“Hey! Finish what you started you fishy bitch!”

“Whoa whoa whoa! This always happens! They want to get off and I’m all done. Well.. for a price…”

“Yeah? What is it?”

“You have to keep worshiping me through cookie rituals until you’re immobile. That would rock my tail fin.”

“Please, just bring it on. I’ll even *crunch munch* eat more while you fuck me. Just don’t stop licking my pussy you little fish flake.”

“Hehehe, they always get bossy when they realize sex with a mermaid is way better than fitting through normal sized doors.”