Lily's Christmas

“Lily, another refill!” A voice called out from the living room.

“Coming!” Lily called back, sweat running down her face as she pulled her oven mitts on and dived into the oven, quickly resurfacing with a tray of gingerbread (containing pumpkin pie spice instead of ginger but don’t tell her I told you).

Lily was hurrying around the kitchen like the flames of hell were nipping at her heels. She had been baking for the last two hours and yet the only thing she had to show for it were some crumbs that had situated themselves between the vast creamy cleavage of her demanding guest.

“Did you really have to bring that…Thing, here for the holidays?” Lily’s mother, Lauren, said as she stepped into the kitchen from the second entrance. Her svelte figure moved gracefully with each step as though she was still on the runway modeling the magnificent designs of the world's elites.

She sneered into the living room, slim toned arms folded. Lauren had grown to hate everything magical. years of curses, charms, stray spells and other bewitched style hijinx had made her dislike the mystical world that her husband and children would on occasion dip their toes into so much so that there was a unspoken ban of magic in the house and yet right now the epitome of all the wacky magic mambo jumbo was destroying the springs of her designer couch.

Lily’s familiar Phee lay sprawled upon Lauren’s couch, it’s springs creaking in agony as the weight of the demonstrously huge demon weighed down upon it. Phee's weight was always in flux but at the moment she must have weighed in the hundred, each of her large breasts looked like engorged watermelons as they struggled to be contained in her dress, resting luxuriously atop her massive gut which seemed to endlessly cry out for more food, putting lily in a desperate race to keep up with its demanding calls as she also tried to prepare Christmas dinner for the rest of her family. And crossed beneath them were two mammoth tree trunk like legs, thick and heavy with layers upon layers of fat that seemed to jiggle endlessly when in or following motion.

Chloe walked down from her room, phone glued firmly to her hands.

“If lily gets to have her fat familiar over for the holidays I don’t see why I can’t spend it at Connors house” Chloe blurted out, the metaphor of beating a dead horse had been used afew times in regards to the subject the last few days yet the young witchy girl continued to bring it up. Her mother simply raised her hand and did a silence gesture, despite all the girls magic and bravado they knew that when their mother did this it meant one thing “speak when spoken to or you’ll be grounded” Chloe silenced herself immediately.

“Can’t you will her away or something?”Lauren asked Lily.

“Well, not really” Lily replied, her eyes avoiding the gaze of her mother’s.

Lily’s mind jumped back to just the previous week. It was a Tuesday and it was cold outside, but she hadn’t noticed as she entered her apartment soaked in sweat, the trip to the grocery store seemed to have grown harder everyday since the first day of school. This was because since that first day of school Lily had managed to put on the freshman fifteen about once a week (much to the amazement and horror of all those around her). Lily remembered how she nearly collapsed on the floor and but her groaning belly made her stand strong, at least until she could shovel some sort of savory treat down her face.

“Lily, what are we going to do with you?” Alice said in concern as she pulled up Lily’s chair for her to rest on.

“I’m…more concerned.. with what my moms gonna do to me when she sees me for the holidays” lily replied in between heavy breaths.

“Well unless you plan to do a record setting crash diet I think you’ll have to face the music” Alice replied as she grabbed the groceries and went into the kitchen.

“Or will you?” A voice called out before a puff of smoke exploded into the room, from out of its misty maw phee walked out, slim as a runway model.

“What are you talking about Phee” LIly said as she fanned herself with a grocery store pamflet.

“What if you didn’t have to let your mother know you’ve become a blubbery butterball” phee said as she grabbed to armfuls of Lily’s belly “what if we struck a deal, I keep your mother from finding out about all of this.”

“What’s in it for you?” Lily asked

“I am your familiar am I not? It’s my duty and pleasure to serve” phee replied as she handed LIly a glass of water that the exhausted young lady quickly started sucking back.

“How about this, I take all the extra weight you put on off your hands and in return you feed me til I’m full. Sound good?” Phee asked as she held her hand out, big grin stretching across her face.

Finally Lauren had had enough, she stomped into her living room, stopping in between the couch and the television, folded arms and angry scowl in full effect.

“Move it tiny, I’m trying to watch the tube” phee said as she stretched her fat face in an attempt to peer around Lauren.

“ listen up, I want you outta here!” Lauren shouted “I am sick and tired of all the magic nonsense, I just want to enjoy one holiday with my family without seeing any of you magic creatures!” Lauren continued

“Ok” Phee replied

“Wait, what?” Lauren dumbfoundedly replied.

And without a moment's hesitation Phee proofed into a large cloud of dark dust.

“Well that was easy” Lauren said as she breathed a sigh of relief.

The dark cloud however didn’t dissipate as one might have hoped. Instead with tremendous gusto the dark cloud blasted fourth, shooting down Lauren’s throat, puff after puff, gulp after gulp. Lily and Chloe watched in shock as their mother seemed to inflate before their eyes as the smog over filled her body. Her slender legs growing to touch one another, pressing against before pushing outwards from the other. Her thin ladylike hips widened, growing womanly and chunky. Her legging grew skin tight as the seams of every inch became tested by the girth Laurens body. And her or lack there once there was, pressed outwards and it grew, completing the visage of a very large curvaceous matronly women.

“Mom?” Lily said cautiously unsure if her mother was about to start yelling or explode.

With tremendous gusto, Lauren twirled around, her weight throwing her off balance temporarily, buttons shooting from her top as her engorged breasts proved too much for them to handle. “why don’t you be a dear and bring mommy some pie, big dollop of whipped cream.”

“Phee, is that you?” Lily asked as she leaned in

As if in response Lauren’s eyes flashed a red, a smirk formed on her face, belly beginning to rumble an all too familiar sound.

“You're gonna be in so much trouble” Chloe said with an air of delight as she grabbed her coat and headed to the door.