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"I guess this is the place?"

Chain Sumeragi wasn't the kind of person to complain, when she had a job to do she was right onto the matter, no questions asked. But even so...she felt that there was perhaps a little bit of a more productive outlet for her amazing mobility and keen intuition to scouting than her current mission, a recent rash of burger burglaries, in any other circumstance it would be simply considered petty theft, but here it was happening so often and so frequently with local law enforcement baffled by the sheer lack of trace, that it was time to bring in specialists, in this case a werewolf with nothing better to do.

"So, the tracker in the recent shipment goes here...either they were smart enough to find the tracker and dump it, or this rundown warehouse is actually their base of operations..."

"That's correct Miss. You wouldn't happen to be the Spirit of Burgers would you?"

"Eehh....come again?"

Normally, Chain's amazing natural instincts would've meant she could have known that someone else was here, and easily pounced into action to take them out...but her instincts worked on the threat of the person, the kind of threatening aura they'd let off. But what she was faced with, a short fat little thing with a bulbous featureless head and a stout body, only soft all over that was barely half of Chain's height...this teeny creature was not a threat in the slightest.

"The Spirit of Burgers! The patron saint of all things patty! The holy light of melted cheese!"

".....I may have an inkling of the identity of this so called spirit...."

Once upon a time, Chain had helped a creature much like this one going by the moniker that it was asking her, mainly since confidentiality is a big deal in her line of work so she couldn't just go around telling everyone her name...so she wasn't exactly sure what had happened to lead that joke name she'd made up for herself to come back around to her.

"You know the Spirit?? Wonderful!! My people have been eagerly awaiting their return, for the prophecy says they will lead us into prosperity if we bless them with the burgers they give life to!"

"So if I'm correct in my thinking, you and your people have been stealing burgers all across Hellsalem's Lot and storing them for when the Spirit of Burgers returns?"

"Correct! Our crimes are for a good cause, as we are sure that the Spirit will pay back those we have taken from tenfold with their blessing of burgers!"

Looking at their palm, Chain could see that the little thing was holding what appeared to be a discarded burger wrapper, smeared with ketchup which vaguely made the shape of a humanoid figure with another splotch of mustard that kind of resembled a burger...

"Well...what if I told you that I was the Spirit of Burgers you worship? I do remember helping your fellow man all that time ago..."

"You REALLY ARE?! That's fantastic!! So amazing!! How lucky we are to have led the Spirit themselves to our abode!! Everyone, pay your respects!!"

The darkened warehouse suddenly felt a whole lot bigger as the rush of tiny feet stomped around, seeing the small creatures multiply greatly as they all came out of the woodwork to pay their respects to Chain, bulbous heads flooding the area as far as Chain could see, their hands waving all over as they called out for her.

"That was easier than I expected....ahem, yes I am the Spirit of Burgers! As much as I appreciate your offers of my holy foodstuff, I must decline humbly!"

"But great Spirit! Please, you must at least try our holy offering to you!"

Looking over, the little hands were moving around in unison, looking like they were passing something around from one another, leading to the front of the crowd, where the main creature hurried itself over to Chain where it gave her a burger of grandiose proportions, so big she needed both hands to hold it, brimming with fillings and toppings, enough patties to strain the buns from holding...this wasn't something they'd have stolen, more something they'd made just now.

"We have spent our days attempting to perfect the art of burger cookery...we have used the best ingredients from our homeland to craft something only worthy of you Spirit...so please, at least taste our creation so we may receive your blessing!"

Chain couldn't deny it looked pretty appetising, and the scent was clear in showing how fresh it was. Taking a small bite...

"Mmm....Mmmmffff...."

Savouring the taste, it was far too good for the werewolf to pass up, chomping her way through the thick meal easily, nodding her head with bulging cheeks as she licked the sauces from her fingers, very satisfied with her meal...

"urrp...hah...honestly? That might be the best thing I've ever tasted..."

"We are overjoyed to hear that! That means you will be enjoying more of our cooking great spirit?"

*GROOWLL*

Chain didn't even get a chance to consider the options as her stomach rebelled against her mind, filled with a delicious burger and only craving more, she instinctively licked her lips as she pondered the thought...

"Well, I suppose I can have a few more, for the sake of hospitality?"

And oh what hospitality she received. Strength in numbers was the name of the game for these creatures, their little hands diligently working on a mixture of cooking the burgers they had stolen into their own special creations, whilst also being able to pass on their cooking at record time to ensure the Spirit of Burgers was able to enjoy it as fast as possible...needless to say it was working extremely well.

Chain lazily chewed her way through each meaty delight, having realised just how fattening they were but at the same time, quickly lulling herself into a relaxed mindset, with the taste so fantastic that she was happy to let her worries about her waistline melt away and instead focus on just how delicious everything was...

"Another round of our homemade fizzed liquid great spirit?"

"BWOOURRRPP....yeah....that sounds good..."

The once slim werewolf had easily billowed out into a girl of blobbish proportions, her thighs got hammy very quickly, prompting her to lounge on the floor as she was fed full of meat, feeling her swollen legs bloat out more and more, belly quickly turning into a thick apron of lard that oozing across the floor, asscheeks easily busting free of her pants as her twin mounds bounced softly as her hard working feeders clambered up her overfed body to stuff more burgers past her rounded cheeks and bloated triple chin, Chain admittedly enjoying the feeling of her significantly enhanced bosom softly bouncing up and down on top of her thick gut as the tiny footsteps of her feeder's legs made her body jiggle.

Feeling a tube get stuffed past her greasy lips, Chain was already suckling away as she felt an extremely fizzy and sugary drink pour down her throat, moaning softly past her fatty face as she enjoying the amazing taste of their own brand of cola, belly filling up and her body only having more excessively calories piled onto it's already obese figure, the sheer amount of fattening she'd gotten had already shot her past a ton in overall poundage, but she wasn't done gaining yet, as the warehouse was looking smaller and smaller the more she guzzled and the more that she was greedily chomping through...it was only a matter of time for her to be let loose on Hellsalem's Lot...

“The Spirit of Burgers will soon break free and bless the world with her beauty! Let’s feed her to the greatest extent so her grandeur can shine!”

Everything was starting to feel so tight…Chain groaned as she felt her asscheeks swell against the walls, with her blobbish face thankfully starting to pool into a deep sinkhole of lard protecting her as the ceiling closed in on her blubber…the metal creaked and the foundations shook, as one by one everything began to break free! The tidal wave of belly fat pushed down the doorways as it blobbed across the entrance, her fatass broke through the back so it could slam it’s way across the street behind…..

*CRASSHHHH*

*BUUWWWOOOURRRRPPPP!!!*

Chain’s overwhelmingly obese wobbling mass of lard she called her body was free for all to see, her belch echoing through the streets as she could feel her ass and gut slowly encroaching across the cars on the streets, crunching them into scrap with her sheer girth as she was instantly put back into feeding mode, her diligent helpers scrambling around to stuff her full even more than ever, this was only part one of their plan…

Knowing that the city was slowly being engulfed by a gigantic blobbish werewolf took longer than you’d expect, as the thick fog that surrounded Hellsalem’s Lot was doing a good job of hiding the true extent of just how immense Chain was becoming. She knew full well just how bad it was getting, feeling whole buildings get flattened by a hammy thigh or getting to feel her breasts slapping so loud of her gut the sound ricocheted through the street. Chain by this point was so swollen with lard just at her face, with her eyes forced to squint from her chubbed up cheeks billowing all over and the sheer amount of chins packed against each other, she didn’t really have a say on just how fast she was fattening…

“See how grand you are becoming great spirit! You must be so proud of your immensity!”

“HHUURRRPPP….hufff….ahm sho heuge….bhut shtill sho hungryee…..”

All Chain knew at this point was the taste of greasy fast food and the sugary drinks she’d been guzzling down. She knew full well just how fat she’d become, with her lardy love handles dipping into cool waters making her know just where she was growing over as she could feel her body easily swallowing up the space in a lake, or hearing the crash of rubble letting it be known another building failed to stop her girth as the tonnage crunched it’s way through the cityscape…there wasn’t much she could do at this size, so all she could do is enjoy the food in all it’s fattening goodness…

By the time Libra was on the case at the calls of a mysterious blob engulfing Hellsalem’s Lot with no sign of stopping, they quickly set about some recognisance and was naturally rather surprised to discover the currently several hundred ton mass of flesh swallowing at least a quarter of the cityscape in it’s lard was none other than their own resident werewolf, so rather than go in guns blazing, the option was merely to evacuate the city to ensure that Chain’s astronomical ass or her gigaton gut didn’t flatten most of the population in her blubber.

It took well over a whole day of funnelling people around to escape the tidal wave of lard and also doing their best efforts to push back against Chain’s tsunami of belly folds that threatened to crunch through vital bridges and notable buildings, but once the safety of the people was guaranteed, they had no choice but to let the fattest gal there ever was crunch through everything, rubble and debris being what remained of most of Hellsalem’s Lot at the hands, or lack thereof from her sheer blobbishness, of her gluttonous grandeur.
As of right now, Hellsalem’s Lot is officially no longer on the map, and has been replaced with what was named “The Sumeragi Province.” Even through the fog, it’s hard to exactly make out the shape of the strange thick mass that engulfed the city, though on a good day one might be able to clearly make out the globular asscheeks that tower high in to the skies, or the plains of chub that form the grandiose rolls and folds of her endless belly…though unlucky for those who would like to see, it is not often you could get to see the breasts that rest upon the upper layers of lard, as gigantic and alluring as they may be.

Allowed to stay with their Spirit of Burgers, the small creatures still work diligently to feed the overfattened werewolf, having created their own little community in her chin folds, so kindly named “Chain’s Peak”, where they work day in and day out to stuff the largest, greasiest burgers into the waiting sacrificial chamber that is her mouth, burgers big enough to weigh more than the cars so haplessly crunched by her ass that fateful day, needing many of the unbelievably huge meals in order to satisfy the earthquakes that are the grumbles of Chain’s stomach.

What will happen to Miss Sumeragi? Libra is weighing the options between finding a means of slimming Chain down to a size that won’t crush an entire city anymore, with a city block size being considered a reasonable goal, or if that fails, attempt an effort to move the thousands of tons of blobwolf to a new location allowing for the rebuilding of Hellsalem’s Lot.
Either way, regardless of what happens in the future, Chain Sumeragi was finding herself rather pleased with her new life as the Spirit of Burgers, a goddesss in every right that would gleefully feast at all hours, letting her belches rock the foundations of the planet itself as they can be heard for miles around…

“BBWWWWOOOOOAAAUUUUURRRRRRRRPPPPPP!!!!...”

“….mhaaooreee…..bhurrrrghursss…..phleeassshhh~~….”