A Blubbery Bash 2: Next Weekend
Ping!
Pang!
The same thump as before echoed across the deck of the ship. The same groans from the two, now massively obese creatures was heard by Eris who in the same spot was still grinning to herself.
“It’s next weekend ladies!”
This time, it was Captain Celaeno who let forth a small wail of annoyance, despite being hugely overweight she could at least pull herself up and and look at Eris who was hovering slightly above the deck, stretching her body out and still smiling to herself. That smug grin was really getting to the both of them, it was almost too confident.
It had been a difficult week in between the...sessions, Celaeno thought that would be the most apt way of putting it. Suddenly she had to explain to her crew how she had gained several hundred pounds in a matter of mere hours, none of them had really believed her. The fat jokes had started too. Captain Cellulite, Captain Cake and Captain Calorie to name a few had grinded her gears. Once though she had effectively learned how to use her weight to her advantage though she at least only had her crew saying it behind her back, it was an improvement.
Tempest hadn’t fared much better, not that she saw many ponies anyway but the ones she did run into gave her looks of bewilderment. She had quickly had to find a more stretchy and bigger suit for herself to cover up, having destroyed the old one in her previous session. But it had stuck in her mind that she’d be back here again. In fact she had visited a friend and picked a little something up that now sat nestled on one of her fat fingers. It was actually slightly advantageous she was so blubbery, the ring was hidden slightly from Eris’s sight. Not that she would have noticed anyway, the Draconequus was always so in love with herself that she hardly paid much attention to the finer details of her victims.
“Urgh, again!” Celaeno yelled up at Eris, annoyed. “I thought we were fat enough! We settled the score!”
“Well, you didn’t really. You just sort of both ground to a halt and ended up on top of each other…” Eris mused, watching the two of them blush as she talked. “I figure you need to be even larger to properly settle it.”
“WHAT!?” Celaeno yelled. If she wasn’t so huge she would have gotten up onto her peg leg and lunged at the creature, but even such a movement would likely have sent her crashing down to the deck face first which would have not only been embarrassing but also expended a lot of energy which she didn’t feel she had these days.
She had noticed though Tempest hadn’t said a word this time around, perhaps she was just done with it. In any case she just grumbled and waited for the inevitable.
Snap!
The table appeared once more, completely restocked with food and looked just as delicious as last week. Even without the hypnotism it was extremely hard to resist. But both of them knew what was coming next, Celaeno however spied a little flicker from Tempest’s horn. She tried not to stare lest it alert Eris, but the mare was up to something, she knew it.
“Now...Eat!” Eris yelled, using her chaos magic as she had done before. Celaeno braced herself, expecting any moment to be lost in thoughts of gluttony...but, nothing happened. She felt no different. She still stared at the table but wasn’t even slightly compelled to go and eat from it. Then she noticed the grin on Tempest’s face and the slight glow from one of her chubby fingers.
“Did you do something?” she asked.
“You could say that…” Tempest replied, raising the finger upwards to show Celaeno. “I paid a friend a visit who keeps certain magical artefacts. It’s a reversal ring. When activated it can throw a singular spell back at the caster. Even chaos magic.” Tempest said with a grin of her own, now upright like Celaeno and steadying herself on the swaying deck of the ship. “I figured we’d get some payback.
“Mmm...soooooo?”
“So...EAT!” Tempest yelled out with glee, watching as the now totally hypnotised Eris lightly landed on the deck and started to stuff her face with food from the table.
“She’s not going to be pleased you know.” Celaeno said. “She might decide to make us the size of a ship once she regains her own thoughts.”
“Eh...we can deal with that when it comes to it.” Tempest shrugged, watching the food vanish at an incredible pace. “Good thing she doesn’t have clothes, otherwise they’d already be done for.” she laughed.
Eris herself had never felt such magic, she was compelled to do nothing but stuff her face. She knew it was wrong, that she shouldn’t be doing this...but she couldn’t stop herself. There was something in her mind that was just telling her to keep going. She couldn’t even pull herself away from the food with a conscious thought. Somehow she was always being pulled back to the table. She felt like she wouldn’t be done until it was all gone…
It was having a severely adverse effect on her body, there was enough food here for two creatures, at least what she had prepared anyway. Now she was eating it all as the two of them watched her cram as much food in her mouth as was physically possible. Each bite though felt like heaven, a small army of food vanishing inside her expanding body as she ate more and more. Her stomach sagged low, letting out a hefty moan of satisfied noises from being stuffed so heartily with such rich food. Her ass formed a chair behind her, hundreds of pounds of blorpy blubber starting to make it hard to move. But she had to eat more...more...more!
Halfway through the food and still plenty to go, the Draconequus estimated she had gained as much as one of her two victims...quickly she was adding on the many hundreds of pounds of the other. As she ate she was forced to plant herself on her blubbery rear and start to use magic to carry food to her mouth to keep up....at least she was, until a very amused Tempest waddled over to give her a hand.
“Let me help.” she cooed, picking up some of the food and stuffing it into Eris’s mouth. Being fed was even better, it enhanced the pleasure factor of the hypnotism spell she had cast and fallen under. Not that she could protest, but she was unlikely to now. She carried on eating until she was stuffed to an almost immobile mass, fat body making the reinforced deck of the ship creak against her immense weight. She observed herself...a stomach that pushed out in front of her and an ass like a beanbag behind. Not even had face had been spared the food onslaught, chubby cheeks wobbling as she panted from the super speedy feeding session. The spell was wearing off, she was starting to regain some of her faculties back.
“One more thing, the final payback. This ring has one more trick.” Tempest said, taking Celaeno’s claw. Her horn flickered, activating another use of it.
“I thought you said that was all it could do?” Celaeno asked.
“I lied.” Tempest replied in a very matter-of-fact manner. “I did say a reversal ring, it can reverse more than just spells.”
Suddenly, the two creatures felt the pounds dropping off them, what had once been chunky thunder thighs and bellies that were hard to even lift were now returning to their previous slender shape. Celaeno felt herself huff, such rapid loss of weight was something she had never experienced before, it was a strange feeling. In fact, she thought she would miss it a little, at least until she heard the wail from Eris…
“What are you two doing?!?! Stoooopppppp....”
Before their eyes, Eris was gaining even more weight. Visible pounds and rolls of flesh were appearing on her body before them. It was at that point Celaeno twigged, Tempest was using the ring to ‘reverse’ the fat they had gained back onto Eris. She supposed that because they were under a spell, technically it shouldn’t be on them anyway. She shrugged, magic was weird. In any case what was simply a morbidly obese Eris was now becoming a mass of immobile blubber that swayed and rocked with the ship. Her head was encased in a thick spare tyre of a neck and her arms wiggled useless against her fat body. The only thing that could be heard from her was a few grumbles of annoyance from within her massive body as well as what seemed to be endless slooooossshhhh coming from her stomach, as her body rolled with the ship.
Tempest giggled, staring at the mass of flesh. “Look at that, too fat to even snap her fingers! I’ll make you a little deal Eris…” she started to say. “Not that you’re going anywhere, but we’ll be back next weekend. If you promise not to scheme to get me and Celaeno back here next week to bring us back up to size and settle this score then I’ll turn you back to normal, sound good?” Tempest proposed. She could only assume Eris agreed from the annoyed eye roll. “Good, well I’m sure we can figure something out. What though I don’t know…” she finished, taking Celaeno’s claw to teleport them both home. A week for Eris to stew in her own blubber, fitting revenge.