Flabrooms Pt 2

Happy halloween

Series: RWBY

Characters: Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Yang, Nora, Pyrrha

Contains: Weight gain, force-feeding

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Team RWBY had found themselves in a winding maze of hallways. Paths branched in all directions, lights buzzed incessantly, and food with the ability to enthrall the team would randomly appear. The entire situation was like a strange dream, but that last part had become a nightmare for their figures. Slender bodies of huntresses in training were now engulfed in fluffy layers of blubber. It was clear that without caution, they’d grow only fatter…

Ruby had garnered a balanced distribution. She had folds and rolls, a sizable belly, a full chest, wide hips, a round butt, and pillar-like thighs. She was the picture definition of an obese woman. Her clothes did their best to hold on, but her skirt was almost a glorified belt, and her corset had lost its strings.

Weiss was roughly the same weight as Ruby, but her belly was much more prominent and round. All of her body could be described as plush and smooth, elegantly rounded and thick…except her breasts. There was no visible change to Weiss’s chest. Her cheeks, arms, butt, thighs, and belly all boasted a visible curve. Her chest? Flat as a pancake. 

Blake and Yang were a whole other issue. They had been more deeply ensnared by their gluttony. This was by no small metric, either. Blake weighed twice as much as Ruby and Weiss. Her build was much more bottom-heavy, and her hips would have to squeeze through most of the narrow doorways. Thankfully, a more compact belly would allow her to shimmy through sideways. Her shorts were still in a terrible state. No one had mentioned it, but Blake had a visible wedgie. Fleshy cheeks threatened to fully devour the strained white fabric. 

Yang was the fattest of the group. Undeniable morbid obesity. She was winded just from waddling and had to stop for breaks often. Going too fast also threatened to expose herself. A strained, yellow tank top was no more than a sling to hold the girl’s massive breasts. The fleshy mounds swayed like a pendulum with each step. Sweat droplets rolled over and between them before they accumulated in her belly rolls. Yes, Yang was more than a massive pair of tits, but it was hard to spot her flabby gut when cast in shadow. Her hips, arms, and thighs were all sizable, too. Her chest was just much more.

Perhaps it filled the gap Weiss created…

Regardless, the girls were bloated caricatures of their former selves. This was somehow the least of their issues. Being lost in an infinite maze was arguably worse, but it still wasn’t the greatest danger! Mere moments ago, they had encountered a deranged mascot. The Burger Hog, as they decided to dub it, had stalked from the shadows. Once the girls were cornered, it attacked. It somehow managed to conjure food from within its suit and maliciously tried to feed the group. 

Ruby’s quick thinking had sent the mascot tumbling into a hopefully bottomless pit. It raised the question, though. Were there other monsters in this maze?

“Come on,” Yang wrapped a meaty arm around Ruby’s waist. She had noticed her sister glancing as they waddled back the way they came. “Even if that thing shows up, we’ll take it down!” Yang lifted her other arm. The strong gesture was undermined by the sheer flabbiness of the limb. 

Regardless, Ruby giggled. She hugged her sister as best she could, and ignored how her cheek squished atop one big boob. “Thanks, Yang…” 

“I hate to interrupt your moment,” Weiss’s tone betrayed her sentiment. “We have an issue.” 

The sisters looked at Weiss and Blake. Both stood next to a staircase that hadn’t existed earlier. 

Blake looked down. It was equal to two stories, straight down, and opened into another room. “We had to turn around because of the pit, but is it a good idea to go down? It’s that or go back to the hallway.” Blake thought of the massive hallway that they had used to guide them earlier.

Ruby thought for a second. “I remember a ton of stories with labyrinths. This probably takes us deeper, which is basically the second level!” She couldn’t hide her excitement. As creepy as this place was, it reminded her of old bedtime stories. 

“We don’t want to go deeper! We want an exit!” Weiss stomped her foot. The act caused a jiggle to carry through her thighs and into her bulbous belly. 

Ruby rushed forward, her body also jiggling. She got belly to belly with Weiss without seeming flustered. “We could get lost again looking for an exit that might not exist! If we reach the center of this place, then that MIGHT be the way out. That’s how the stories go!”

“A path forward we know is better than an exit we don’t.” Blake tested the logic aloud, and it was sound. The idea of taking stairs didn’t thrill her, though. Mostly because they might have to go up them later. She had no interest in lugging her fat butt up in any context.

Yang shrugged. She trusted her sister. “I can stairly weight to see what happens!” She grinned over a chorus of groans. 

Yang placed her hands on the wall and stepped carefully. Her breasts blocked anything directly below her. She’d probably roll down the stairs if she tripped. Aura would protect her, but it wouldn’t tickle. Thus, she decided to be cautious. 

Ruby followed next. She was able to lean forward and check the steps, but caution was still important. Each step caused her thighs to bump her belly. Fat bounced gently, blocking the view of every other step. Ruby had focused so much that her pace suffered for it.

“Hurry up.” Weiss huffed and bumped Ruby with her belly. ‘We’re incredibly vulnerable here. What if that mascot follows us…what if another cuts us off?’ Weiss thought and shuddered. The idea that she and her friends would be fattened in this tight space, squished together, so helplessly obese that-

Weiss’s thoughts were cut off when Blake pinched her shoulder. “Don’t rush her. If she falls, Yang falls. What would we do if they got jammed in the doorway?” Blake was very afraid of that possibility. Mostly because she KNEW she couldn’t turn around. Her hips were pressed firmly against the walls. Each step was a struggle as she had to drag herself forward. ‘I should have gone first. I can see the steps in front of me. If we need to go up…there’s no way for me to turn. I don’t know if I can walk backward like this either…’ She took a deep breath. Panicking in this space was not an option. The tumble Blake warned Weiss about would be infinitely worse if she were the one to fall. 

Thankfully, everything went well enough. The girls made it to the bottom of the stairs and filed into a new room. 

The new room was similar to a living room, medium-sized and square. There was a broken couch and a table with a tape recorder and a spare cassette tape next to it, labeled PN1. Ruby cautiously placed the tape into the device and pressed play.

The following segment is a transcript of the recorded tape.

Pyrrha: It’s working…um, hello. This is Pyrrha Nikos!

Nora: And Nora!

Pyrrha: Yes, and Nora. I’m unsure how, but the two of us have become lost in this maze. We searched the upper levels before we found this staircase. I don’t know if it brought us closer to an exit, but I plan to document with this tape recorder from here on out. If anyone finds this message, hopefully we can meet and search for an exit together. 

Nora: The more the merrier! 

Pyrrha: Sigh Yes, grouping up would be fantastic…I also wonder if anyone else has encountered the food here. We um…have…gained weight. Let’s just say that. Anyways-

CRASH!

The tape suddenly ends.

“Guess that noise explains the couch.” Yang gestured at the destroyed couch. “Nora probably jumped on it.”

“Or she’s as fat as you.” Weiss chimed in. “Yes, see that wide imprint. Your butt is almost that big Yang- OW!” Weiss yelped as Yang slapped her belly. She whined and rubbed the sore spot as jiggles ran through her body.

Blake rubbed her extra chin. “If Nora and Pyrrha are here, then I wonder who else from Beacon is.” She waddled to the room’s only other door. “More hallways ahead.” She sighed and tried to notice any desirable path. All she noticed was that the lights were dimmer and the wallpaper was stained with something. It made the entire place more unsettling.

Ruby squeezed the tape recorder. “At least we can try and find those two.” She suddenly cheered up. “Yeah! Pyrrha is bound to leave signs and…the couch! I bet Nora will break all sorts of stuff! We can leave the tape behind for anyone else and…what the?”

The group looked at the table. A new tape recorder and an unlabeled cassette had appeared. It had to be new as the originals were still in Ruby’s pudgy hands. “So, a new recorder for anyone else…and a tape for us.” She placed the PN1 tape back on the table and grabbed the new cassette. 

The following segment is a transcript of the recorded tape.

Ruby: This is Team RWBY. We’ve all gotten lost in this crazy place, and if you’re listening to this…you’re lost too. We found a tape from Pyrrha and Nora, so we’re going to try and find them.

Blake: You probably know to avoid any food by now. One bite is enough to make you lose control.

Yang: You can say that again-

SMACK

Yang: OW!

Weiss: And watch out for a pig mascot. We last saw it fall into a bottomless pit, but we have no idea if there are more. 

Ruby: Yeah, be safe, and let’s try and meet up! Good luck!

The tape ends

The team looked at the table. Another blank cassette was there. Ruby opened the player and pulled out their tape, which was now labeled RWBY1. She placed it on the table and tried to grab the new one. It refused to budge as if glued to the table.

“Maybe we’ll find more later,” Weiss said and gently guided Ruby toward the door. “Let’s leave that one for anyone who follows.” She tried to reassure her friend.

Yang added her hand to Ruby’s other shoulder. “Yeah! Chins up, sis!” Yang wore an infectious smile that shone like the sun. 

Blake had to waddle in front of Ruby as Yang and Weiss completely blocked her from behind. Her smile was small but present, gently creasing her chubby cheeks. She reached out and placed her hand on Ruby’s stomach.

“Pfftt, haha! Blake, what are you doing?!” Ruby laughed and patted Blake’s hand, which gently pressed it into Ruby’s belly fat. 

The other started laughing as Blake became flustered. “What? I can’t reach your shoulders…I uh-”

Yang slapped her spare hand on Blake’s shoulder. “Just wanted in on the moment? That’s sweet of you!” She teased and laughed harder. This caused Yang’s breasts to bounce, threatening to pop free from her top. 

This moment was needed. The situation Team RWBY was in was dire, and their waistlines were massively expanded. Despite that, they wouldn’t let fear overwhelm them. The rallying allowed them to waddle into the next hallway prepared for whatever may come. 

This place seemed to sense that because just as they rounded their first corner…a banquet awaited them. All their favorite foods were featured on a table that took up an entire wall. They were so focused on their favorites that they failed to realize some plates were already cleared. 

Their stomachs growled in a collective, and their mouths flooded with saliva. The urge to eat was almost impossible to resist. 

Blake was the first to step forward, but Yang looped her arms around her from behind.

“Woah, girl! Not so fast!” Yang grunted and planted her feet. She had to lean back to stop Blake. This unintentionally had her pressed against the girl’s massive butt. That was a secret boon, though. ‘If I focus on how fat her butt is, then I’m not thinking of those juicy burgers!’

Weiss pursed her lips and shut her eyes. She drew upon her disciplined upbringing and sighed. ‘You are the heiress of the Schnee Dust Company. You will NOT be swayed so easily,’ She thought and ignored her stomach’s desperate growls. 

There was no one to stop Ruby. Her lips trembled as she tried to resist. Her foot slipped forward before it hit something. “Is this wood?” She nudged the object out from the shadow of her belly. It was indeed a fragment of wood. Ruby looked left and saw more pieces before she saw a smashed table. Half-eaten pancakes and cleaned pie tins lay around it. Beyond that was an unblocked door. “Q-quick! This way!” Ruby grabbed Weiss’s hand and waddled for the gap. 

“Huup!” Yang pivoted on her hip and hurled Blake after the two. The obese cat girl stumbled as Yang waddled behind. She had to give Blake another nudge as she was caught in the doorway. After that, Yang kept herself in the doorway like a bulwark. Anyone who wanted to indulge their cravings would need to get past her. 

—ABOVE EDITED AND PROOFREAD–

The group was now in an alcove. The small room had a doorway that merged with some other mysterious set of passages. The group couldn’t deal with that now, though.

Getting away from the food helped clear the group's mind. Their stomachs eventually quieted, and they lay in different states of dazed. The strange labyrinth had much more drastic a hold on them than expected.

Yang was still wedged in the doorway, but she visibly slumped over. Her body felt incredibly heavy, but her chest especially. She had to grip the doorway to hold herself. That hardly made the weight easier to bear. She panted softly under her breath. Each breath caused her chest to sway and gently bounce against each other like giant pendulums. 

Weiss and Blake were similar. They had each taken a corner of the alcove and absolutely filled it with their frames. One of Blake’s hips was enough to take up the entire corner. Soft, bulbous flesh filled the space like water in a glass. There was a small gap where her sides didn’t reach out as far as her hips. Her shoulder then pressed against the wall before her cheek rested on it. She had closed her eyes for the moment. Seeing the food and then not getting any of it left her fatigued.

Weiss’s eyes were open, but her mind was elsewhere. She was upset with herself. For allowing herself to become so fat, then to be tempted by food again. Her upbringing was supposed to prevent such behavior. The body she currently possessed should have been impossible. Yet there it was. She could feel her rounded, almost perfectly sculpted, butt cheeks press against the wall behind her. Her thighs propped up her belly, the round orb was tightly wrapped in the white fabric of her dress. Staring at that stretched piece of fabric seemed to hurt her eyes. Though maybe because it reflected the fluorescent lights.

Ruby leaned against the wall. Her tummy had finally stopped growling. She rubbed it, then she ran her fingers between her rolls. Eventually, she just toyed with the snapped strings of her corset. Ruby wanted to go to sleep. The softness of her body made her long for the coziness of her bed. Her eyes drifted aimlessly until they landed on a cassette tape. 

Labeled PN2

Ruby was fully alert. She leaped for the tape and tripped over her cankles. The slam of her heavy body against the floor snapped the others awake. 

“Ruby!” Yang exclaimed and tried to squeeze through the door to no avail.

Blake and Weiss were slow to get up. Their bulky lower bodies resisted the movement in favor of being stable upon the ground. 

Ruby rolled onto her back and held the tape aloft. Everyone focused on it before Ruby jammed it into the tape recorder.

The following segment is a transcript of the recorded tape.

Pyrrha: Hello…again. This is Pyrrha Nikos and Nora Valkyarie. We have continued our exploration to…

Nora: Crummy results! This place makes no sense! 

Pyrrha: Y-yes, we have made no significant discoveries. We came upon a room full of tables…covered in food. There was no way to stop ourselves. We stuffed ourselves. We ate as if we hadn’t had a bite of food in years. Plate after delicious plate. I didn’t notice that I stuffed myself until my belt snapped.

The tape distorted for a moment. Beneath the static was Pyrrha’s nervous laughter.

Pyrrha: Never did I expect myself to act like this. Eating so much that my clothes began to break…but that’s what’s happening. I’ve had to retie my sash more times than I can count. My corset feels fit to burst, but it’s holding on for dear life. My belly and chest are proving formidable adversaries. Both are so soft…and round…I feel as though I look indecent. Even my hips are so broad and…I’ve let myself go. Eating just felt too good. I couldn’t stop myself when food appeared before me. It was a blur of my hands moving, unaware of the destruction to my body.

The tape distorted again, this time a sharp intake of breath was obscured by static.

Nora: I’m no better! My belly is like a biiiiiig marshmallow, but my thighs are like WHAMAB!

A loud smack sounds.

Nora: I just remember walking into a room and seeing stacks of pancakes. I stuffed them in my mouth by the handful, because seriously, why wouldn’t I, but then I couldn’t snap out of it. Part of me thought Pyrrha would tell me to stop, but she never did.

Pyrrha: N-Nora…

Nora: Nah, we both fell for the room’s trap. We ate and ate and ate and ate, we got fatter and fatter and fatter, aaaaaand now my skirt is about to split down the middle. We would’ve eaten until we were a big pair of blubbery mounds of flabby-MFF!

Pyrrha: That’s enough! Yes, we were in a dire situation. We were only saved when I leaned against a table for more pies. It collapsed under me, and I found this room. There was another blank tape, so hopefully someone hears this. Sorry that you can only find it after…that room. I’m afraid to take the tape out of here. There’s no telling what would happen to it. A-anyway, there’s only one way forward! Maybe we’ll run into each other?

The tape ends.

The team felt relieved that Pyrrha and Nora were still around, but it was obvious that the two were in just as dire a state as them. 

Weiss spoke first. “I’m concerned that Nora was the voice of reason on that tape.”

A small spell of silence fell over the group again. Yang sighed and scratched the side of her head. “Yeah, hate to say it, but you’re spot on. Pyrrha sounded a little out of it.” She thought back to the tape. It sounded like Pyrrha, but it didn’t sound like Pyrrha.

“Is there a chance the tape is fake? I don’t think Pyrrha would ever act like that…especially going into so much detail.” Blake murmured as she finally got to her feet.

Ruby shook her head, squishy cheeks jiggling slightly. “I don’t think we should start doubting tapes. If this one is fake, then who’s to say the first was real? We should add it to the pile of evidence that this place is dangerous.”

The team started to rally. Ruby, Weiss, and Blake had all gotten to their feet, and they used their combined strength to pull Yang free from the doorway. Unfortunately, there was no blank cassette tape for them, so they placed PN2 in view from the doorway. Hopefully, anyone to follow would notice it instead of the food.

Although maybe it was better to hope no one else was trapped here…

“Alright, let’s go!” Ruby exclaimed as she waddled through the next doorway. She instantly regretted it. Her heels dug into the carpet, and she leaned back into Yang’s flabby arms and abundant cleavage. 

“Woah!” Yang exclaimed as she caught her sister. She didn’t pay attention to how her bulbous arms sank into the soft rolls of Ruby’s sides, or how soft hair tickled the exposed skin of her breasts. “Ruby? Come on, sis, where did all that confidence go?” She asked and looked into the hallway. “Oh!”

The hallway was much more dim than the previous ones. There was also writing scrawled across the walls. It wasn’t clear what it was written in, but it looked like grease. Things like WADDLE ALONG, FATTY, LARD ASS, STUFF YOURSELF, KEEP EATING were written along the hall’s length. It was impossible not to look, and it made the group nervous to continue.

Weiss sighed and pushed against Blake’s back. She ignored how her belly squished against her friend’s butt, nor did she regard protests as Blake was shoved into Yang’s back. “Come on, we aren’t going back the way we came. Move it! It’s just writing!”

Weiss was tired of being stuck behind the group. She didn’t like the hallway any more than them, but she wanted to keep moving. Something about staying still made her anxious…

The one upside of the hallway was its width. Team RWBY could spread out. They couldn’t exactly waddle side by side, but there was some space if two were next to each other. Some precise maneuvering allowed Weiss to waddle beside Ruby.

“Do you have any plans?” Weiss asked Ruby. She noticed her friend twitch and shy away. Weiss just rolled her eyes and grabbed Ruby’s hand. She squeezed it reassuringly. “Ruby?” She said this in a probing way, showing she wouldn’t be ignored. 

Reaching out to grab someone’s hand wasn’t as simple as it used to be. It required the two to be close enough that their hips bumped and rubbed together. The same happened with their upper arms. Everything was so thick and padded that contact wasn’t avoidable. 

Ruby sighed. “Uh…I just hope finding someone else will add to our…brain power?” Ruby squeezed Weiss’s hand like a stressball. “Though a big part of me was depending on Pyrrha being sensible. The last tape makes me nervous.”

Weiss couldn’t argue with that. She had also hoped Pyrrha would be a strong pillar to rely on. “Do you really have such little faith in us?” Weiss put on a haughty voice and bumped Ruby with her hip. The impact sounded with a meaty WHAP and nearly sent Ruby into the nearby wall. “Team RWBY already has four sound forces! We won’t let this place beat us!”

“Yeah!” Ruby smiled, feeling reassured. She lifted her free arm above her head in triumph…only for her bingo wing to slap her face. “OW!” 

Yang chuckled. She and Blake had taken the back of the group, mostly because their pace was slower. She could feel sweat roll down her neck and into her cleavage. She wrapped her pudgy fingers around the hem of her top and pulled the fabric up. It was damp enough to slip free after one tug. That was ignored in favor of watching Ruby and Weiss. “It still surprises me that Weiss can be the supportive one sometimes, ey, Blake?” Yang chuckled and gently elbowed Blake’s belly. Both girls jiggled from the contact, their heavy bodies having much more fat to wobble.

“Huh, oh yeah.” Blake had been distracted. She read every word she passed on the wall, and she had been partially hypnotized by Ruby and Weiss’s jiggling. Her stomach also continued to rumble, too. “Here’s hoping those two can make it if we don’t.”

“Ha!” Yang laughed, the sound echoing in the hall. “Right? Glad I’m not the only one thinking that.” She smacked her gut and continued to chuckle. “We really put ourselves on a bad start. Just keep me company if I end up immobile first…although.” Yang leaned back slightly, shamelessly looking at Blake’s butt, then back to her amber eyes.

Blake frowned. She knew exactly what Yang’s glance meant. With your ass that fat, you might wind up immobile before me.

The group stepped into the next room, which looked no different than a battleground. Clothes fragments were strewn about, and the walls had large cracks spiderwebbed across them. Something that was relieving and unsettling was how grease was splattered about, similar to blood in a horror movie. The carpet was soaked with puddles of grease, and the walls were nearly painted with it.

Fragments of Nora and Pyrrha’s clothes littered the area, too. The pinks and whites of Nora’s shirt and skirt were easy to see. Pyrrha’s outfit always seemed more sturdy as it was a strong mixture of armor and fabric. Still, her gauntlet and bracelet were broken and discarded. What truly cemented the room’s severity was Pyrrha’s broken chestplate.

Also, there was no food. No sign that a meal had ever been placed.

No one dared say what they thought had occurred. Ruby waddled to a small table that had a cassette tape on it. She grabbed and placed it in the tape recorder.

The following segment is a transcript of the recorded tape.

Static constantly crackled in the background. It served as twisted background noise to more prevailing noises.

Gulp gulp gulp mfff gmff gulp gulp gulp ooooouuugggghhhh mffff gulp gulp

The sound of someone eating, muffled moans mingled with the sound of guzzling and chewing.

There was something else, but a crescendo of static blocked it. 

Pyrrha: I can’t…mfff eat…gmmmff any-gmmff-more…more…Ahhh~

The sound of metal deforming grew louder before CRNK!

Pyrrha: Finally, that was in the way…

Pyrrha had likely discarded her broken chestplate at that point. 

Nora: KYAAA!

There’s a loud crash and the sound of something heavy being knocked over.

Pyrrha: N-Nora?

Nora: I leave you alone for five seconds, and this happens? Jeez, come on, blubber butt!

Pyrrha: B-blubber butt!

Nora: We’ve got to move! Come on, come on, come on! Oop wait! Gotta leave the tape-”

The tape ends.

The group didn’t bother waiting to check for a new tape. They hurried through the only other doorway. They forced their obese bodies to run despite exhaustion and chaotic jiggles. They could feel their bellies sway, their butt cheeks and breasts bounce, and their lungs burn. This was either to hopefully catch up with Nora and Pyrrha, or perhaps to escape whatever happened in that room for fear it happened again.

Ruby didn’t want to leave her friends behind, but she was about to collapse from exhaustion. She charged her aura before she could and used her semblance. It was a short burst, but it felt like she had thrown herself off a cliff. Wind rushed over her belly and chest, wobbling her body as she sped along. There was a corner up ahead, she turned sharply and continued forward…

Only to stop.

Ruby’s front was overwhelmed with softness before she was thrown back onto her butt. The force was enough that she rolled over her shoulders and landed on her belly. Disoriented, Ruby looked up and gasped.

Before her was a mound of naked flesh. It had to be human, but no human should be able to get this fat. Maybe it was because of this strange place, but that made it even more terrifying. This place made it possible for someone to become…this.

A belly that was more an avalanche of rolls than anything else. It stacked as tall as Ruby’s height, its texture rolling and folding multiple times. Toward the top were two belly wings shaped like slabs. They curved but never met in the middle. Just one was as thick as Ruby’s entire stomach, and they were still the smallest part of this giant belly. The middle roll flowed forth. From the belly wings to where this roll tucked was the width of a twin mattress. However, it stretched further as it wrapped around her sides. This roll was thicker than the pair above it. It had to weigh more than all of Team RWBY. It was dappled with sweat and shone faintly in the fluorescent light. It looked thick enough that Ruby could sink her entire arms up to her shoulders within it. Somehow, there was more. The final roll was thicker than everything above combined. Its highest curves were this woman’s love handles. They sloped down and rapidly thickened until they formed a mound on the ground that stood belly-level with Ruby’s standing height. The furthest curve was more than eight feet away from the owner’s head.

Ruby nervously scooted back. She couldn’t find the strength to stand. She couldn’t see past all the belly fat to see a face. Her movement brought massive breasts into view, but nothing above them. She was flustered, for some reason, when she stared at these exposed breasts. They were massive, pale in color, and exaggerated in curves. Delicate pink nipples dotted what looked like yoga ball-sized globs. They were too heavy to be perky. They depended on the belly beneath them for support. Their weight caused them to sink gently into the fat beneath them, while their curves were elongated and squished by oppressive gravity. Each of these was bigger than Weiss’s belly, probably equaling half the heiress’s weight. 

“H-hello…” Ruby spoke nervously and chuckled. She didn’t know why she said that. Nor did she know what she found funny at that moment. She pushed her hands against the ground and tried to lift her upper body higher to no avail. Just a little further, and she could see who this was. Maybe she’d spot their hair color. Maybe it was someone she had no connection to? Hopefully it wasn’t…

Ruby saw a heavily rounded face. Cheeks larger than her head, and a chin that sagged to buried collarbones. Atop that bloated caricature was a head of short orange hair. That meant this immobile figure was none other than Nora.

Strangely, Ruby couldn’t stop her eyes. They looked at the curious two mounds behind Nora’s head. It took a few seconds to realize these were Nora’s butt cheeks. Her body had become so impossibly fat that the upper curves of her butt cheeks rose further than her head. That was only for a portion. The peak of Nora’s butt was more rounded, but it sharply curved down. Then the curves arced outward again. This shape was much wider and visibly heavier. Enough sagging, supple fat to crush a three-person couch. Nora’s entire width was enough to take up most of her old dorm room. If Ruby were to stand, then Nora would be taller than her even while seated. Ruby tried to rationalize it, but she couldn’t see any way that Nora wasn’t three times as wide as she was tall. Perhaps it was more as Nora was on the shorter side.

Becoming so obese had fully changed Nora’s body plan. The curves and folds of her hips were nearly indistinguishable from her butt. Her legs were overtaken by so many rolls that they were hardly limb-shaped. They had been angled away from her body. Ruby couldn’t imagine the internal structure, but this seemed impossible. Flab pushed and rolled around itself until her feet barely emerged. The rolls were almost arranged like a staircase. The lower ones were squished to protrude more, while the ones above gradually thickened toward the top. One commonality was gravity pulled down with inescapable force. Nora couldn’t possibly angle her legs to stand, even if her weight allowed it. Though it would mean little. Her belly, butt, hips, and thighs would all hang to touch the ground. 

Nora’s arms were also hard to distinguish. They were bloated with fat from padded shoulder to engorged wrist. They were too heavy for even her strength to move. They were also too short to reach around her immense body. These arms were just accessories to her gigantic frame.

“Huh?’ Nora’s head suddenly moved. She blinked and yawned before she looked over her fold-covered front. She struggled to see past her breasts, which had also undergone massive growth. Each was as wide as a bus tire and just about as thick. Their weight had made them relatively flabby and pancake-like. Still, her eyes eventually found Ruby and widened. “Heya, Ruby! Looks like you got stuck here, too!” She grinned and chuckled. It was as if she didn’t realize her current state.

Ruby finally got to her feet. She stepped close to Nora. It wasn’t intentional, but her belly squished against Nora’s. It was puny in comparison to the multiple-ton mound of Nora’s gut. “We…we followed your and Pyrrha’s tapes, but all we found were clothes and-”

“Yeah, sort of ended up a bit naked, didn’t we?” Nora pursed her lips before she attempted to shrug. All that amounted to was her face leaning into one cheek and the faintest jiggle across her shoulders. “Oh, did you say we-oh, there they are!”

Weiss, Blake, and Yang finally rounded the corner and froze when they saw Nora. Weiss was mortified and baffled that someone could become so fat. It was the same fear Ruby had, that she might end up like this if she didn’t escape. Even Blake and Yang were taken aback by this. They were the fattest of the group, and the breadth between them and Nora was still immeasurable. 

“Nora!” Ruby exclaimed and squeezed Nora’s belly. “How did this happen? The last tape was just down the hall, but now you’re-” Ruby trailed off. She didn’t know what to say.

Nora still seemed unbothered. “It all got out of hand pretty quickly. I think I held it together pretty well,” 

All of Team RWBY shared skeptical glances.

“But Pyrrha was starting to lose it. I tried to tell her that she should stay strong and that Jaune wouldn’t care if she got pudgy.” Nora chuckled. “That made things a teeny bit worse. Around that time, we got ambushed by this mascot!”

“Was it a pig dressed like a chef?” Yang asked.

“Yep!” Nora replied. “We tried to fight it, but it was crazy strong! It had knocked me down, and it was stuffing Pyrrha.” Her expression turned more serious. “I took one for the team, though. There’s a hole behind me. It had a bunch of arrows around it, so I tossed Pyrrha down it. Then this all sort of happened. I can’t see the hole, but I bet I’m way too big for it. Can’t move anyways.”

The group felt solemn after that. The mascot was capable of this, and they had narrowly escaped it. Another part of them all wondered if they could have helped Nora if they had found her sooner. Yet Nora seemed resigned to her fate. It hardly bothered her. 

“You all seem a bit hung up on all of this,” Nora wiggled her fingers, the only part of her she could move easily. “I have no regrets! In fact, I’ve had dreams like this. So just go on and find Pyrrha. Maybe find a way out of here, while you’re at it.”

Ruby had to think about it, but Nora was right. There was no way to move her and find an exit. Pyrrha was somewhere ahead, and she could use some help. “Maybe if we escape, we can somehow bring everyone with us?”

“Maybe!” Nora replied cheerfully before her expression twisted to confusion. “Uh, I see four of you, so who's behind me?”

Nora had felt something climb up her from behind, and a boot was soon planted on her fat-stuffed shoulder. Team RWBY froze in terror as they saw the mascot emerge into their view. It was the exact figure they had tossed into an earlier pit. 

The figure stepped over Nora as if she were part of the landscape. Its carelessness was a mistake as Nora stunned them all. Despite her seemingly immobile stature, she managed to shake herself. A wave rolled beneath the mascot’s feet, and it tumbled down her body.

Team RWBY moved on instinct. Ruby scrambled up Nora’s belly and past her head. She tumbled down her butt cheeks and rolled forward into the hole. Though the world spun, she saw the arrows pointing downward. 

Weiss had tried to skirt around Nora only to realize the girl reached across the entire hallway. She nervously clambered over her flab-encased legs and squeezed between the side of Nora’s butt cheek and a wall. She saw Ruby’s butt as it tumbled down the hole, and without a better option, she followed behind. 

Blake had tried the same on the other side, but she struggled to climb with her butt dragging behind her. It made her constantly back-heavy, and Nora’s blubber offered poor stability. Blake stumbled multiple times, each causing her to sink into Nora’s fat. Still, she pulled herself until she eventually rolled over like Ruby had and fell down the hole. 

Yang took the most aggressive route. She stomped on the mascot’s head and threw herself into the air and over Nora. “Take care!” She shouted as she fell down the hole, fat rippling and waving as air rushed around her. 

Nora couldn’t turn her head to watch her friends go, but she smiled in relief. Even as a giant blob of blubber, she managed to help them along. That didn’t mean she was off the hook. The mascot slowly returned to its feet and approached Nora’s face. It glared down at her with its glossy, vacant eyes. Nora just grinned. “Go on, give it your best shot. You haven’t broken me yet.” She chuckled, resolute in her position.

The mascot’s dial spun and settled before the digital voice shouted, “PANCAKE PARADISE!”

TO BE CONTINUED