Sarah

Sarah was sick of being fat. She was 18, only 5'5 and she probably weighted around 350 pounds. However, she did have naturally huge melons and a large round ass to boot. And it wasn't just the huge stomach that bothered her. If only she could live without the cellulite legs and the fat that almost seemed to squeeze her eyes shut. However, she had just met Damian, a bit of a self proclaimed magician. He liked big women, but he taught her the spell anyhow after she waggled her canteloupe-sized boobs in his face---That is before she dumped him. He was a wierdo anyhow. So now all she needed was a host. A willing host. She knew just who to get. Kimberly was the epitome of the short (5 foot nothing, to be exact) pudgy slut. She slept with anybody she could get her hands on, regardless of age or size or weight... It was all the same after awhile anyhow. Besides, she had pretty big breasts too, and her ass spread out when she sat down. She wasn't really fat or skinny, just... thick. Well anyway, one day Sarah approached her at school with an interesting offer.

"I have something to ask of you that you will not believe, but I will pay you for it." Kim's dull eyes lit up at the mention of money.

"How much and what do you want me to do?" Kim asked with an eye on Sarah's colossal bulk. If she was thinking what she thought she was thinking, she would have to refuse for safety reasons, unless Sarah was willing to be on the bottom.

"No, not that" said Sarah, guessing what Kim's warped mind already thought. "Lets talk somewhere else."

"Ok, lets head to the bathroom"

**********In the bathroom************

"Alright, here's the deal. And keep an open mind, willya?"

"I'll try" said Kim, rolling her eyes. Whatever Sarah said, she had probably already done anyhow.

"My ex was a bit of a magician..." started Sarah. Kim perked up. Magic was new and interesting. "and I've always wanted to lose some weight-"

"Really? I thought you liked being a helpless cow." interrupted Kim.

"-so he taught me this spell" continued Sarah, annoyed at the interruption. "The trick is, I have to find someone to carry the weight I lose."

"No way. Not a chance. I'm not going to be a blimp for any amount of money."

"Not all at once, stupid. I can transfer a little at a time, and to a specific area. We can just make it look like you're pregnant, OK? I just give you a little bit at a time and you pass it off as a baby. The weight dissolves slowly, but not as fast as I want to give it to you, so you'll just have to live with it for about 9 months as I figure it. At that time, I'll be down to a manageable size and you can let the weight disappear slowly. A little exercise should work off whatever you or I have left and that'll be the end. You can pass it off as a miscarriage and nobody will really care."

"Thats true..." said Kim. "I guess we could give it a try."

***********Later at Sarah's house************

"So your parents are gone for the week?" asked Kim

"Yep. Let's get started." Sarah removed her colossal tent of a t-shirt and then her parachute-like bra. Her enormous breasts fell on top of her large round stomach. She began to chant slowly, rising into a quick verse and then stopping.

"Well? Said Kim. "Nothing's happe-whoa!" She looked down at her stomach which suddenly felt very warm. Nothing moved, but she could feel her pudgy stomach get slightly tighter under her skin tight tubetop. The warmth passed and Sarah stepped onto the scale.

"Success! I'm a couple pounds lighter. If we do this once a week or so, we can create the illusion of pregnancy and I can seem to work off my weight realistically." Kim stepped on the scale and noticed that she was slightly heavier.

"Oh well. I can get used to this."

***********Four months later at Kim's house*****************

"Well, that's enough for today" said Sarah, stepping off of the scale. For four months, she had slowly transferred her weight into Kim, who for all intents and purposes looked pregnant. Her stomach was the most swelled part of her, but her D-cup breasts were approaching Sarah's and her ass was too big and pudgy for most of the skintight clothing she had worn before. Now she took to wearing spandex, as it allowed for a skintight fit while stretching to accommodate her new girth. Her stomach had swelled out about eight inches from her body, partly due to its already chubby nature. Sarah on the other hand was slowly losing the weight that Kim was gaining. At a slightly higher rate, of course, since Kim's was slowly dissolving from her body even as she grew. She was still fat, but no longer rubbed quite as much when she walked and fit down the halls a bit better.

************Eight months later at Sarah's house****************

"Umm, Sarah? Don't you think you're overdoing it?" asked Kim, a bit concerned. She looked like she was full-term pregnant with triplets by this point, and her breasts and ass had stretched accordingly. She walked a bit like a spheroid with legs by this point due to her height.

"Hmm?..." said Sarah, distracted by the scale. She had lost about a hundred pounds by now, and she was ecstatic. Still, a little more weight loss and she would be satisfied. She resolved to up what she was giving Kim without telling her again. "No, just tell them you're gaining weight. I'll make it worth you're while, I promise"

"Alright, I guess it will be OK" said Kim. "Its just getting hard to move is all. And I feel really tight all over. I think my skin isn't stretching fast enough." She poked her stomach and her finger didn't sink very far at all.

"Nah, don't worry about it." said Sarah, thinking about the new clothes she would have to buy for herself.

**************Nine months later at Sarah's house*************

In the last month, Sarah had secretly increased the amount she was giving Kim each time, and Kim was starting to wise up. She had lost 150 pounds since she had started her new weightloss program, and she only had about another 50 to go before she would be completely happy.

"I really don't think that you're owning up to your end of the bargain." said Sarah. She was naked to her still thick waist, where she was wearing a loose pair of sweatpants that had once been skintight. Now she had to tight the cord at the waist to keep them from falling down.

"Not owning up?! I'm too big and tight! Everyone is starting to wonder what kind of baby is in my that swells this big!" she yelled pointing at her stomach-or trying to. She couldn't reach around it anymore so she just smacked the side, immediately coming up against a firm mass about as big as a beachball. Her watermelon breasts poked out of the blue stretchy top she was wearing that barely covered any of her stomach. Her spandex pants held sausage legs and a butt that could have been used as dual air bags for a mid-size SUV. Because of her short stature, mobility was reduced to a sort of waddle where she shifted her weight off one foot and swung her whole body to step. "I don't care how much you want to give me. This is it. I'm finished."

"Oh no you're not," said Sarah. She pushed Kim, who fell on her rotund ass and could not struggle to her feet or even a sitting position.

"Damnit Sarah! Don't give me any more. I'll explode!"

"Yeah, but I'll look really hot. I wish you hadn't forced me into this, but it looks like I'll have to give you the rest all at once since I doubt you'll want or be able to come back after I give you some more." Sarah started to chant hurriedly and imagined the fat leaving her body and entering the struggling, tight, ballooned girl on the floor. This time Kim started to swell noticeably, her beachball stomach making groaning sounds as it grew wider and rounder. She had no back at this point, just a round torso with humungous tight breasts and an ass that could literally stop traffic. Her pudgy round face began to swell, her cheeks widening and pushing her hair away from her face. However, Sarah had made a mistake. She had forgotten that the victim must be willing, for she did not think that it was important. As she imagined the fat flowing into Kim, Kim was desperately wishing the fat to escape hers and go somewhere else... Sarah. Sarah began to tighten and swell all over, thick legs and arms, pudgy stomach, melon breasts, and fat face all tightening and then leaping outward to try and assume their former shape. She grew to about 250 before she noticed and stopped chanting, her stomach cutting into the tied waste of the sweatpants. All the wrinkles of the loose fabric were gone and they were beginning to stretch. However, the spell didn't stop. Still she swelled, 300 pounds, tightening as her naked pert breasts grew to beachballs. The fat didn't care where it went, because Kim didn't care. She just wanted it out of her. Sarah began to react and wish the fat back into Kim. Since neither blimped girl wanted it, but both wished it on the other, the fat grew in both. Kim, despite what she had lost in the few moments of unopposed transfer to Sarah, grew back to the dangerous size she had been only moments before with a vengeance. Her breasts blew out of the tubetop and her ass ripped through her spandex pants, blowing them all to the floor. By this time, Sarah was about 400 pounds, and the tie of her sweatpants was cinching her waist as the rest of her grew. Soon it snapped, and her stomach blimped to follow suit. Now she was 450, then 500... 550, 600... bigger and bigger She was almost a round, fat tight ball with breasts each the size of a small car and an ass that composed her lower half save her fat feet, immobile from the tightness. Kim was not fairing better, moaning as her body creaked and popped to the size of a double bed as she lie on her back, helplessly starfished and tight. Sarah began to roll forward onto her huge, heavy, tight, erect breasts-and Kim. The contact started both of them into stopping their thoughts. The spell was broken. Sarah squinted over her balloon cheeks at a slightly smaller Kim. Both naked, both with tight, enormous bodies that made the floor creak dangerously. Kim looked back up with real fear in her eyes.

"Ohshit. Get offa me Sarah! I can't take anymore!"

Sarah was sick of Kim. She had made her the immobile colossus she was now. She rocked her body as much as she could onto Kim. With every rock, Kim's face, breasts, arms, and shoulders puffed up impossibly so that she could not even breathe.

"Stop--doing--tha--oooo" With a final moan, Kim reached her limit and exploded. Sarah hit the floor with a thump as her breasts broke her fall. Her head, arms, and feet were on a parallel plane with the floor as she lay fat face towards the floor. Her wide pubic triangle of hair was spread between her plump, round feet.

"Ugh, how am I gonna lose this?" said Sarah to no one in particular.

"I might be able to help" said a mam behind her.

"Damian!"

"Sarah. Or whatever you call this blob. I don't think you have a name anymore anyhow. You hurt me pretty bad, you know? But that's ok. You'll find out why pretty soon. You know all the imagined fat in Kim? You know where its going to find its home now that she's gone? I think it will find its way right---here!" he yelled jamming his fist down Sarah's stretched out womanhood.

"Ooooo, moaned Sarah as she swelled impossibly, touching floor and ceiling at the same time, tits, shoulders, and face growing too large for her to move her head or even speak intelligibly.

"I'd love to stay around and see how this ends" said Damian at the door "But I really must be going."

Sarah was still reeling from Damian's fist and kicked her round balloon feet, flapped her round balloon hands against her drum tight body, and made a concentrated effort to get her squeezed-shut eyes open. At last, in orgasm, her eyes found the concentration and focus and energy to snap open one last time. What they glimpsed was the wall pressing against her face as her toes and her fingertips all touched their appropriate walls. She had filled the room and was pressing against the corner of her desk.

"Oooooo....." Boom.