Witches
Violet smith knelt down next to the newly discovered corpse. Her raven black hair fell over her cute asian face. As a homicide detective, she was called to the scene just a while ago. The strange thing about this one was, that he looked very much like the last three men who were killed in a week. He was wearing a long, black trench-coat with his blonde hair was pulled back into a thick pony tail. The strangest thing of all, was that he was carrying a strange looking, steel knife in his hand. It was just like the ones carried by the other victims. It had a weird, medieval-slayer type feel to it.
"Officer, This knife is very-" She turned around to see all the cops talking with her bimbo partner. Occasionally, one would "drop" his badge or something.
Violet sighed. Her partner always got the attention. It was not because of her pretty face, no Violet's delicate features were much more appealing. You see, Violet has always been a little...plump. Though she was pretty, her body just didn’t attract men as much. And being around her summer-slim ditz of a partner made her feel like a blimp.
She tried again.
"Officer-"
"IN A MINUTE!" The sergeant yelled quickly, turning back to Violet's bouncy partner."So, you need a drive home?"
Violet, outraged at this kind of insult, stomped off, got in her car slammed the door, and drove off.
The Young bimbo watched the small car speed away."I do now"
Violet slammed the door of her apartment stomping across the floor. She stopped suddenly to find a black haired woman in a tight back dress standing in the living room floor. The woman was quite shapely, much to Violet's annoyance.
"Who the Hell are you?" Violet asked irritably.
The Woman smiled. "I'm a witch."
"Yeah. Sure." Violet was getting madder by the second. "Look, I Don't want to call the police. Now step right-"
"No!" The witch’s eyes flared "You Have gotten to close!"
"To c-c-close to what?" Violet turned from angry to terrified.
"You found the Body of a Slayer. An enemy of my kind. They hunt us down for the cause of good!" The witch grabbed Violet's hands." I cannot kill a mortal who does not threaten me. But you will wish I had!"
Violet blinked, and the room began to spin, she blinked again, and everything turned black.
Violet awoke. She looked around. She was in a dark room made of stone. When she tried to walk, she found she was chained to a wall. She also discovered she was in a blue, two piece bathing suit, witch showed off her curves, especially her slightly rounded stomach. She heard the clicking of high heels on the hard stone floor. She saw the witch, this time with a big smile on her face.
"Are you ready?" She smiled.
"Ready for what?" Violet asked, shivering from the cold.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you my name" The witch's lips curled."I am Jezebel"
Violet gulped "Ok Jezebel, what are we getting ready for?"
"Oh silly, I'm going to engorge you!" Jezebel laughed.
"What?" Violet asked with another gulp.
"I'm going to make you fatter. You know, force feed you."
"Why?" Violet asked again.
Jezebel sighed. "You humans are stupid. We witches feed off of human suffering.
You hate being fat. I make you fatter, you get upset, you suffer. I get stronger, and I'm happy. Understand?"
Before Violet could speak, a large table appeared from a gesture of Jezebel's dainty hand. On the table were three cakes, all different flavors. With another hand gesture, one cake turned into two cakes, and both flew into Violets forced open mouth, piece by mouth-watering piece .Jezebel did so with the other two cakes, making Violets stomach nearly double in size.
"Please, Stop!" Violet cried with no avail. Jezebel had already formed new food on the table, this time creating several gallons of milk into one giant jug.
With a quick snap, the jug grew wings, and flew over to Violet.
"Heres some milk to wash down all that cake!" Jezebel roared with laughter.
"No, Stop!" Violet Cried, "I'm Lactose intolerant!"
"Oh! This will be even more fun then!" Jezebel Gestured the jug, which was almost as big as her victim, to pour its contents into Violets mouth. The Jug flew above Violet, stuck its opening in her mouth, and tipped at an angle, and the milk poured out! Violets stomach began to grow visibly every second, her stomach became pale and taught, stretching to fatness beyond pregnancy or obesity. When the milk was drained, Violet was so bloated it was painful. Her taut dome of a swollen stomach gave a resounding thump when Jezebel whacked it.
"Hmm...I think your bloated enough for tonight." Jezebel laughed. "See you tomorrow Blimpo, cause then, all that milk will have converted into fat, so you should weigh, about 500 lbs by then...HAHA! I hope you like it, its my own recipe!! Hahaha............"
Violet moaned as she began to feel even more bloated, as she watched in horror the rest of her body begin to swell! Her arms began to puff up, and her legs were swelling too! Her butt was getting so big it began to lift her off the ground! Eventually, all her limbs looked like stuffed sausages, and her butt was two gargantuan half spheres. The only part of her which was not affected by this transformation was her still beautiful face. The chains, not accustomed to the added weight, snapped. Not that it mattered. There laid Violet, a once slightly chubby, but know a rotund, swollen image of herself, who couldn’t move, let alone escape. Violet drifted off into disturbed sleep.......
Violet moaned as food from the sky fell into her mouth, after every bite, she swelled larger and larger, her whole body swelling along with her turgid stomach. She was becoming nearly spherical, and was doubling in size every minute!
"Oh no!" She thought too herself. "I can't get any bigger! I'm going to burst!"
The food didn’t stop coming, and soon Violet was huge.
"I can't take anymore!" Violet screeched.
Violet woke up to he sound of high heels clicking on the ground again.
Jezebel entered her room, with a huge smile on her face.
"Wow, you did better than I thought."
"Alright Violet, welcome to my daemon bakery. You will be siting right here" Jezebel said as her imps rolled Violet's swollen body under the edge of a conveyer belt. The Bakery looked like the dungeon, except for a few imps making fattening treats.
"I hope you have a sweet tooth blimpy, cause its chow time!"
At the signal, the imps began placing their newly made treats on the conveyer belt. and as each fat laden sweet hit the conveyer belt, it multiplied by the dozen, soon creating hundreds of sugar coated goodies sliding towards are turgid heroine's unwilling mouth. As the treat made it one by one to her mouth, her stomach began to bulge out even further, becoming more and more bloated. Her blimped stomach was swelling by the minute, and she felt more an more stuffed with each pastry that fell into her magically opened pie-hole. It seemed never ending.
When the last pastry fell, the already swollen Violet looked ready to burst, her stomach, wich was a taut pale dome, looked as if it had been blown up by an air compressor. Violet let out a loud moan and a long belch.
"Thirsty?" Jezebel Chirped mockingly.
"No! Not again!" Violet cried.
Again, with a hand gesture, a large Tub of the milk appeared, about four times as much as last time. A hose slithered its way out of the tub, and stuck the nozzle into Violet's mouth. As the milk began to flow into Violets body, her stomach again began to visbly grow, stretching further and further into the air, blimping like there was no tomorrow. Violet felt incredibly stuffed and blimped.
She was ready to explode when the Milk finally ran dry. Jezebel laughed. Pulling out the hose, she rubbed Violets nigh bursting belly. As Jezebel massaged the enlarged detectives stomach, the rest of her body began to swell up and fatten. Her arms swelled up to impossible size, nearly enveloping her hands in fat. Violets legs and thighs began to blimp, becoming larger and rounder every minute. Violet moaned, as she swelled larger, and Jezebel stepped back, horrified.
"Oh no! I..I did it to much! Shes going to explode!" Jezebel turned an ran, and Violet let out another moan as her body rapidly swelled, becoming smooth and taught. She swelled reaching nearly a ton, and continued to blimp, her arms and legs becoming absorbed in a mass of flesh. She soon began to fill the room, her ballooned belly touching the ceiling. and her soon, she stopped, but the pressure continued to well up inside her, eventually coming to a breaking point, and-
BOOM!
Jezebel looked back to her destroyed hideout. She slipped the hood of her jacket back up, and walked away. It was only a matter of time before she found her next victim......
The end....?
Nah.
Who's Next!?
Nice inflation but the beginning has nothing to do with what comes next, and its a little confusing and underdeveloped.
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