Charlie's Chocolate Factory

Charlie watched Crystal examine the machine. They always did, there was just something drawing about it. The sheer mechanical nature of the thing made it a thing to marvel at, without even knowing its purpose. Giant presses, pipes, gears, and pneumatic filled the whole room. The machine used to be smaller, but Charlie had refined it, expanded its functions. He took pride in his work, ten years worth.

“Wow, what does this thing do,” Crystal asked.

Charlie smiled and moved in close to the girl. He put his arm around her waist. She was too cute, he thought. She was a couple inches taller then he, but that didn’t bother him a bit. Shoulder length brown hair, full pert breasts, soft curvy body. And those cherub cheeks. She was boisterous at the bar where he found her shaking her top in her tight sweater. He knew she’d be perfect.

“You like it,” he said pointing at the machine.

She nodded. “It looks like something out of a science fiction movie,” she said smiling. “What’s it do?”

Charlie led her over to a panel of buttons. Each was labeled.

“This giant contraption makes a meal into a little piece of gum, its very ingenious actually.”

Crystal looked at the labels on the buttons. “Do they taste good?”

Charlie nodded, “ just like the real thing.”

He looked around the room, as if checking to see if the room was clear. There was not a sole in sight, in fact they hadn’t seen anyone since coming in the back door.

“Would you like to try one,” he whispered to her.

Crystal’s face lit up. She thought it would be cool to try something that the general public hadn’t heard of yet.

“Yes–if you think its alright,” she said.

Charlie hesitated for a few seconds. “Well...alright. Just promise me you won’t tell anyone about it, it’s gonna be big,” he said with a wink.

Crystal beamed, “Oh you can count on me Charlie. Besides, I already signed that huge contract out front.”

“Well go ahead a pick one,” Charlie said motioning to the buttons.

Crystal looked thoughtfully at the buttons, finger outstretched. Charlie looked on curiously, wondering which one she’d pick. Finally she picked the one marked meatloaf.

“I guess this one sounds good, its always been comfort food for me,” she giggled.

The machine hummed to life with a clatter, and Crystal jumped back. Charlie laughed, as Crystal hopped about the machine, watching all the gizmos at work. She turned and kept smiling at Charlie every few seconds. Charlie was getting antsy, this was going to be good. Finally with a final putz, the machine stopped and spit out it glob in a small chamber. Charlie opened the small door and grabbed the wrapped package.

Crystal stared at it, a little perplexed, her brow furrowed.

“That’s a meal?”

Charlie nodded, and looked at the small lump. “Oh yes, this little piece is a three course more.”

“Your putting me on,” she said putting her hands on her hips.

Charlie mocked being hurt. “Why Crystal, ye of little faith. Well I guess I can always just save this for later...”

Charlie turned around and made to put it in his pocket, when he felt the piece snatched out of his hands.

“Yoink,” he heard her say. He smiled, she fit the part perfectly.

Charlie turned around and watched the young woman unwrap the package and place it in her mouth. She began chewing the gum, and Charlie crossed his arms and waited.

“So–what’ya think,” he asked.

Crystal stood there facing him concentrating on chewing, when suddenly her eyes lit up.

“MMM, wow this is fantastic. Chicken noodle soup, its actually hot,” she said reveling in the flavor.

Charlie kept smiling. “I told you so,” he said.

“I can’t believe you can make stuff like this,” chomping on the gum. “It’s sooo cool–wait–its changing–Meatloaf and mashed potatoes, just like I used to have back home–this is so rad,” she said.

Crystal appeared to be in heaven, eyes closed chewing on her gum. Charlie couldn’t help himself.

“Are ya to the desert yet babe,” he said a bit sarcastically.

“Oh yeah, here it comes. Chocolate pudding and whipped cream, oh wow this is so good. Thanks Charlie for–,” an odd look came over her.

Charlie could see it starting. Her skin became darker, first a hint in her cheeks, the all down her thighs straight down to her calves until they diapered beneath the boots she wore. She finally caught sight of herself.

“Oh my god–wh–whats going on,” she said concerned.

Charlie snapped his fingers, as if remembering something. “Oh yeah, forgot to tell you. Haven’t quite perfected the desert yet babe, actually haven’t even tried in ten years,” he said smiling still. Her skin was a dark brown, but not a natural brown. Then he saw the beginning of the true show. Crystal noticed it, a tightening of her top. Her chest had begun to swell.

“My boobs,” she cried out. Then her hips began to flare out, her belly slowly creeping outwards.

Charlie just stood and watched as the girl began to swell slowly.

“I’m swelling up like–like–a balloon,” she asked not comprehending it.

“Well if we’re going to use analogies, I’d say more like a bon-bon or something,” he offered casually.

Her belly pushed out further and further, causing a button to burst off her shirt. “I feel so strange,” she said.

Her breasts strained up against the top most buttons (those that were buttoned to begin with anyway). Suddenly there was a pop, her thighs and his tearing her mini-skirt apart. It fell to the ground near her boots which were loudly straining against her enlarging calves. Another button followed rapidly by another burst off, revealing her huge brown stomach. Her arms were raising out, sorely stretching the arms of the sweater. With a final explosive button, the sweater parted revealing her huge chest atop her even bigger stomach. A white laced bra holding on for dear life, while her matching panties clung to her thighs and ass. Charlie couldn’t resist it, he approached the bloating lass, and placed his hand on top of her expanding cleavage, and pushed in.

The bra was remarkable, still holding on for dear life, but clearly making things uncomfortable for Crystal. She gritted her teeth, and closed her eyes.

“Ugh, this bra is so tight. I need to–,” as if hearing her plea the bra exploded off with tremendous force, causing her entire body to jiggle for several seconds. Her body was getting rounder and rounder from the waist up, her sides swallowing her arms nearly to her hands. The sweater tore completely off her arms leaving her in only tremendously tight panties, and rapidly tearing boots. “I’m getting so big–Charlie help me! You’ve got to find a way to let the air out of me–fast,” she said desperately, her gigantic tits being pushed up into her face by her huge belly. Charlie laughed.

“There’s no air in their, that’s chocolate filling,” he said still watching.

“Chocolate–filling?” she said anger showering a bit through her fear.

Crystal was becoming more and more globe shaped. Her thighs finally proved too much for her poor panties, and they snapped clear off her. The boots for the most part, though mostly demolished still held on, though they even tore as her feet plumpened up. Crystal desperately looked about, fear etched on her face. “Help, somebody Help! I’m so big–is it ever going to stop?” Her body was so round now that only her hands remained moveable, and her boot covered feet stuck out the bottom. Crystal’s colossal boobs obscured most of her face now, and the chocolate continued to fill her. She could only see a glimpse of Charlie through her cavernous cleavage now.

“Charlie–please–I’m getting so full. I’m so–so–tight. I’m gonna pop if this doesn’t stop...”

Charlie was fully aroused now. Crystal seemed to tower over him in all her gargantuan glory. It looked like even her round cheeks and lips had begun to fill, her body practically oozing chocolate. A maniacal look came over him, and he approached the still swelling girl.

“I’m gonna take care of you, don’t you work yourself up,” he said walking around her brushing her gently as he did.

Crystal waved her hands, the pressure was mounting constantly. She wobbled around, trying to move with him. Each second filled her up, making bigger and bigger. Then he just stood there again for another minute. The pressure was not letting up at all.

“Please Charlie, hurry–I’m almost completely full. I can feel it–just poke me with a pin or something...”

Charlie laughed out loud. “You’d make a huge mess dear. You might even damage the machine, a girl of your size,” he said clicking his tongue. Crystal gulped.

She saw Charlie move in front of her again, the she felt his hands start to push on her belly. She flapped her useless hands desperately, feeling even more helpless as he pushed her onto her back. “Hey, what are you doing–be careful,” she stammered.

“Well, what do you think your gonna do–walk?” he laughed. He began to roll her, and Crystal found she could do nothing but whimper and moan as the contents of her body swayed around inside her.

Charlie began to hum. “Hmmpa Hmmpa Hmmpaty hmmm”, then laughed as she hit a large door. “I’ve got a bon-bon for a date,” he said merrily.

“Oh, where are you taking me,” Crystal moaned.

“To a place where we can make a mess,” Charlie said a bit sinisterly.

Crystal blanched. “Are you going to pop me,” she gulped.

Once again Charlie laughed. “No silly, well–accidents do happen. We’re gonna have some fun is all, while we get that chocolate filling out of you,” he said merrily rolling her along.

They finally got to another set of doors with a complex looking lock on it. Charlie reached into his shirt and produced a key, which fit into the lock. The doors parted and Charlie rolled Crystal inside. She heard the door close behind her. Crystal lay on her back, only able to see the high ceiling of a room she could only describe as a warehouse. She could also hear that they were not alone. She heard whimpers, and moans, many of them in the backdrop. Crystal waited with trepidation, the chocolate still filling her huge body. Her hands had begun to get swallowed into divots in her sides, the same for her feet. Her head was also starting to get pulled in. She felt his hands start to lift her onto her feet again. Though her vision was skewed by her copious flesh she let out a gasp. There were dozens of girls here, each as big, or shockingly enough much bigger than herself. They were purplish, brown like her, creamy white, even red. They all got excited and began to bounce and jiggle in place with the new arrivals. The smells were maddening.

“Juice me Charlie, please...”

“No Charlie Juice me...”

“I’m so big, please squeeze me,”

The voices were gathering in strength, until Charlie shooshed them.

“Now, now, ladies. Be polite to our newest guest. The poor girl is ready to burst, and all you can think about is yourselves. Shame,” he said patting Crystals side. It caused her to wobbled around, and she puffed with fear. She felt like too rough a touch would pop her at this point

The girls quieted down, and Charlie turned to her.

“Now you just wait here while I go and change into something a bit more comfortable and safe for you. Charlie’s gonna relieve that pressure for you real soon,” he said laughing again. She saw him walk off, past the whimpering girls. He stopped and looked around quizzically, and turned to look at one of the purple girls.

“Where’s Shawna,” he asks casually.

“She grew and brushed up against that rough spot against the wall. We told you Charlie–we told you about it–you said you were going to fix–.”

“Oops, I’ll have one of the Oompa Loompas take care of that first thing tomorrow, don’t you worry”. With that he left the room.

Crystal, her body still swelling, felt very uncertain about her future here in Charlie’s chocolate factory.