mediocre yukari wg thing

This is the story of a human living as a servant for a particularly special woman.

One must wonder what bizarre phenomena could lead to a regular human soul ending up in Gensokyo. Many things slipped through the barrier, but humans? Not high in probability. Unusually, this distinct individual found himself without worry despite spiriting into such an unknown and wondrous place. No map to guide him, it was his curiosity and thirst for knowledge that allowed him to wander still.

When night fell, and the most dastardly sort of youkai came out from hiding, they marked this one as their prey. The young man's fear grew, and when he was sure his life would end here, she was there for him. His savior came in the form of a young-looking, undoubtedly pretty blonde woman in a purple dress. She peered at him and her smile grew wide.

"It wouldn't be wise to stay here, dear. Of course, I could just leave you to these youkai, but that'd be very unpleasant for me to watch. To stain my dress with human blood...we wouldn't want that now, would we?"

The lost soul shook his head. On that night he committed his new life in Gensokyo to assisting this mysterious woman. To be fair, he may not have had a choice in the matter. Her name was Yukari Yakumo, and jovial nature notwithstanding, you most definitely wanted to be on her good side, for she was the most powerful being in all of Gensokyo. An open book, she was not. She could be warm and kind, she could be cold and cruel. Her whole disposition could change at the drop of a hat.

With such a dynamic personality, one might be surprised to know that her choice of attire did not change as often. A white fitted mob cap upon her head, and a plain purple dress to cover her body. The woman never wore anything more than that, for she felt any excess clothing would take the focus away from her 'natural beauty'. And a natural beauty she was. The violet dress hugged her well and accentuated her curvaceous figure. Her hips were quite wide and came out nicely. They were especially prominent on the rare occasions in which she walked, subtlely swaying her body as her legs moved. The youkai was rather well-endowed, her breasts large and full in size. Her rack alone seemed to keep her dress in position, her jugs teasing anyone who looked, seemingly ready to pop out at any second. Her face was youthful and round, holding cool eyes of lavender and sweet pillowy lips that were often always upturned into a smile. To say Lady Yukari was 'easy on the eyes' was a gross understatement.

The mysterious residence of the Yakumo family existed within a pocket realm by the Hakurei Barrier, accessible only by Yukari herself. If Ran and the young man wanted to go home, they needed their master with them. This was frustrating more often than not, for Yukari could be anywhere at any point in time. When she was with them, she always kept their best interests in mind, but when she wasn't around, it was her time and the duo considered it virtually impossible to break her from her duties. Hours were often spent on 'errands' which more often than not involved toying with unfortunate souls.

An ordinary, do-nothing day at the Yakumo household for the young servant consisted of tending to his master's wants and needs. He didn't speak out of turn, he simply waited for a command and obeyed it without question. She didn't enforce this on him, rather he imposed such a restriction on himself out of his respect for her.

A noteworthy quirk that he came to learn of his master was that she would sleep often, as he occasionally stumbled upon the woman lounging about in a state of deep slumber, in nothing but her lingerie. To sleep as much as she did, it would be right to assume that she would have the most insatiable of appetites.

"Would you care to bring me some food, dear? From the village, perhaps?"

And with that, the young servant would venture out towards the market in the Human Village, bringing home an assortment of fruits, vegetables, and delicious pastries for his master. This occurred at least twice a week. She would munch and eat quietly, oftentimes reflecting on the tastiness of human food. It wasn't long before two trips a week became three, and three became four. Not until the the fifth week that he began to take note of something peculiar. It began here.

"Say sweetie, do you notice anything different? Answer correctly, now." As she said this, she lifted up the ends of her purple dress to expose a pudgy belly that overtook her white panties. It looked almost like a pillow, presumably packed with cakes, meats and everything in between. The servant's face grew hot, and he simply shook his head and denied the soft, jiggling truth that presented itself to him.

Their routine continued, and he couldn't help but eye his lovely master as she grew. Her violet dress became constrictive on her increasingly soft figure. The tubby tummy that bulged from underneath threatened to forge little rips and tears in her clothing, begging for more growing space. It locked itself in a brutal battle with her gown for freedom, and judging by how unbelievably taut the fabric was around her round middle, her body was winning. Yukari's faithful human servant was content with this, though she would never know this fact. He would admire her as she lazed around, her pudge wobbling modestly with the slightest of movements. The human food had an acute effect on the woman's youkai metabolism, causing her once slim and slender figure to vanish as her body bloated up and thickened with calories.

For her to not see quite a thing was especially strange. "Ran, would you say there is something unfamiliar about my appearance?" she had asked.

"Not at all, Lady Yukari! Why do you ask?" Ran noticed it too, but if she valued her existence she wasn't going to say anything about it.

"I feel...heavier, it seems. Although it's possible that it may just be my imagination...rather out of the ordinary, wouldn't you agree?"

"I would."

Ran was sure their master was playing dumb. To not notice to this substantial change in her physique would be expected of someone like Cirno. But of Lady Yukari? She was undoubtedly sensible enough to recognize the jiggling pounds her body had packed on. Even if she know, it did not appear to compromise her appetite in the slightest.

Ran and the servant would often return home to find the gap youkai with a hand gently pressed into her flabby midriff and a devilish grin upon her face, which had a soft rounded look to it as a consequence of her ceaseless snacking. The servant's own face lit up, intrigued by the plump figure of the one he cared for. Whether he knew it or not, to see his master become bigger, heavier, happier - that would be his goal.

If he were exceptionally lucky, Yukari would call him to her room for an 'urgent matter'. There, she would immediately lift her dress and he knew where to go from that point, caressing and rubbing her unreasonably stuffed tummy as she moaned and shuddered quietly in pleasure.

Lady Yukari's belly felt uncommonly soft to her servant. He would often start by pressing an index finger into its surface as a test. Typically it would be firm and tender to the touch. But when she had just finished digesting a meal, his finger would sink right into her doughy potbelly as a result of the freshly accumulated fat. It often gurgled and groaned loudly as he rubbed, the blonde beauty having stuffed herself to the bursting point on these occasions.

Sometimes he would get a little carried away in his action. "Dear, I believe you've done your job," she would say as his hands kneaded and fondled her paunch lovingly. It was one of the highest forms of gratification for him, and he only hoped that she shared the notion. Rarely, his master would bless him with a burp, a product of the gas bubbling up within her body from evenings of shameless voracity. If he were luckier, her full belly would respond to his touch with the loud 'slosh' of digesting liquids and foods, certainly resultant of heavy drinking episodes. It might do nothing but slosh and churn noisily as he interacted, furthering his drive to quell its digestive fire. Lady Yukari would cock her head back and groan, feeling both discomfort and pleasure. D-don't handle me like that", she had commanded once after her servant's rubbing got a little heavy-handed. "Jolt it around like that and I just might explode..."

While initially Yukari ate openly and freely, she started to take to enjoying her food in private, certain no one would dare disturb her in the privacy of her own room.

The young servant became noticeably enthusiastic when sent out on the usual trips for food. Every week he'd bring back what she wanted, but increase the amount of sweets each time. Three donuts, four donuts, five donuts, six. Little by little, and his gluttonous master wouldn't sense a thing. Chocolate, candy, cakes and cookies were among the many consumable delicacies she popped in her mouth, licking her lips as her mischievous servant observed in stealth. He felt himself sweat as he watched her pudgy body and arms move to reach for a chocolate chip cookie, her remarkably heavy looking belly wobbling and quivering with the rest of her. The purple dress that previously helped emphasize her chubby figure and delicious curves so well was extremely snug on the youkai's heavy frame. Her thighs were thick and meaty, making her hips very soft and plush by extension. Her chest was markedly larger aswell, massive breasts bouncing upon her fluffy midriff.

Lady Yukari's hunger almost became too much for the servant to handle. He almost wondered if there would be an end.

One may be curious to know why she didn't just gap herself the food she needed. She was already fairly lazy, but to be so large and heavy, she had even more reason to do the bare minimum. Gapping was a solo effort, and the woman was not one to go solo. Lady Yukari always preferred to have others work for her, and this was no exception. This aspect of her only got worse wih time.

Yukari spent even more time indoors now, engorging herself on food and groping her soft curves. She definitely noticed now, but it didn't seem to bug her in the slightest. The sly smile on her face still 4emained, the expression she always wore, the one which always implied she knew more than those around her. The servant continued to watch her as she ate, taking great joy in it as she gobbled down cakes and pies, sucking on her fingers and holding her hefty gut. Her lavender dress tore in the front as her pleasingly plump body started to break free from its constraints. A purple laced bra held her large chest in place while her doughy tummy moved freely, concealed no longer. Her navel was sunken in, outlined by the lovely layers of fat that padded her body. She turned her head, her face now hidden under bundles of blonde hair.

"Well this would be a problem, wouldn't it dear?"

He froze. His master knew he was watching.

A snap of the fingers, and her dress vanished from view.

He wasn't sure how to handle this. He'd always done what he was told. Maybe if he just opened up and showed that there was nothing to hide, she would be lighter on him. With a knot in his throat, he shuffled into her room, tense and sweaty. The youth was met with a full glimpse of her soft figure, her large breasts ready to burst out of her bra as her thick thighs quivered with her movement. Her potbelly was heavy and full, hanging over her panties slightly and obscuring them from view. He could see her bare skin, every pound of fat on her jiggling thighs and every delicious, wobbling inch on her enormously flabby tummy.

Yukari pinched her tummy, grabbing a handful of fat as she eyed her peeping tom of a servant with a smile. "I take it you really have been noticing my body change?"

The servant nodded his head, sweat beading down his face still. His master reached for a glass of milk with hefty arms, drinking it and giving a tasteful lick of the lips. She giggled playfully, wiggling her hips and blushing.

"It's alright, sweetie. I know you made me this big on purpose."

She knew. His heart stopped.

"I know what you're thinking. I wouldn't dare punish you for such a thing, dear. In fact..."

In a flash, Lady Yukari gapped behind her servant before wrapping her arms around him in an embrace. She clutched him close, and his mind nearly shattered at the feeling of his master's meaty arms pressing him into her bare body. His face pressed against her sizable rack, arms cushioned by her rotund stomach. Deep crimson colors filled his face and he began to perspire, his predicament leaving him terribly flustered.

"Come here, you..." she cooed, her words peppered with sugar and coated in honey. The whispery, saccharine tone in his master's voice proved to be intoxicating to the ears and numbing to the senses.

Lady Yukari...

"It really was kind of you to keep me so well fed, darling..."

Her grip loosened and she turned herself around, shaking her rear at him. Purple panties squeezed tightly on her bottom, soft flesh bulging outwards. "You've been good...it's only fair that I pay you for your dedication..." She squeezed a fat hand into her pudge, humming melodically. "After all dear, isn't this what you wanted?"

She propped herself up onto her bed, and it creaked vehemently under her weight. Her loyal and blissful servant promptly followed, snuggled up against her body as his mind faded into a state of catatonic euphoria.