Chie story.

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The growling sound cut through the diner. It was lit up by the midday sun which shone through the windows and paper doors.. The restaurant segment of the amagi inn was otherwise closed, however thanks to Yukiko’s family she was able to let her friends use the place so long as they cleaned up after themselves. Once their food was cooked, primarily by Rise and Naoto, the others Chie and Yukiko, cleaned up and they all took a few plates in hand over to Yukiko's lounge.

It was a traditional Japanese looking room. Though with a sofa, a futon and a beanbag dotted along the walls. The vibrant colours of the young woman's furniture clashed with the otherwise mature hue of the room.

Chie quickly parked herself on the sofa with a large bowl of noodles in her hand. In her haste and clumsiness a small amount of the soup ended up spilling out the bowl. Expecting at least one of the other three to sit next to her she only took up half the sofa, though upon noticing she had the sofa to herself she decided to budge into the centre making it difficult for anyone else to squeeze in if they chose.

Glllllyygyyrrrrrrr

The noise was much louder now emanating from Chie’s own belly, most likely more ready than ever to dig in to her food, and hopefully pinch some from the shared the bowls the other girls had brought.

“Come on Chie, haven't you had enough already?”

Sitting on the futon to Chie’s right was the detective prince Naoto. She spoke in a condescending, almost teasing manner.

“Chie’s just hungry, that's all. Don’t be so harsh Naoto”

Yukiko, sitting on the beanbag opposite Chie piped up. She spoke about Chie almost like she wasn't in the room.

“Yeah. I mean if you were even half as big as she is then I’m sure you’d be going for fourths too!”

This one came from Rise sitting on a single chair to the left of Chie closest to her than any of the others.

Gllllyyyyyygggrrrrrryrrr

Chie’s toned belly bellowed a loud and angry roar through the room, clearly loud enough such that the others could hear.

“See, the growing girls still got plenty of room!”

Rise said matter of factly.

“W-What on hell are you guys talking about?”

Chie butted in, beyond bewildered and utterly confused. Everyone around her was talking about her like she was completely deaf, and she couldn't even begin to process what they were saying.

Naoto didn’t react to what Chie said and simply got back to eating her own quaint bowl, though silently addressed the others with a facial expression that read as if to say “whatever”

“Just ignore her Chie, focus on your own food. We’ve even got a special dessert for when you’re finished”

Yukiko said leaning in forward and talking down to Chie like she were an infant who needed reminding not to let a sibling wind her up. Ironically this seemed to work Chie up even more.

“Teehee… I knew just one of us was going to end up spoiling the surprise, but I guess it’s in the open now.” Rise chimed in, barely able to hold in her excitement.

Glllylyyryyryyyrrrrrrr

Before Chie could voice her confusion, and at this point slight annoyance, the sound seemed to overwhelm not only her hearing but her sight as well. Her vision was overcome with a grey tinge completely blinding her. The noise coming from all her friends couldn't be heard over the gargling of her belly, but after that noise had echoed out she was unable to hear them at all.

“W-what’s happening!? Hello!? Chie cried out, her voice totally wrecked with genuine panic. Everything had been totally normal until the moment she’d sat down. Her voice reverberated as though she was sitting in an empty warehouse.

Then, just as quickly as her vision and outward hearing had vanished, the grey mist clouding her eyes and ears vanished with a quick flash and distorted sweeping sound. Chie scanned the room, her heart beating through her chest.

Everything seemed the same. Rise was still sitting close to her on her left, Yukiko opposite her and Naoto on her right… Everything seemed the same until Chie noticed a table right in front of her that definitely wasn’t there before.

What unsettled her even further was the half a dozen empty bowls of ramen stacked up on the table and big flat green box right next to them.

“W-What just happened?” Chie thought aloud, half hoping for an answer, half just rambling.

“Come on there’s no way you’re full after just six bowls. We didn't buy you this dessert for nothing!” Yukiko cooed, leaning forward over the table to push the large cardboard green box towards Chie.
“I must admit” Naoto started. “It is awfully unlike you to say no to dessert Chie. Especially knowing first hand how much you can pack in that gut of yours.”

“What are you talking about..?”
Chie asked as she began looking down at herself, her voice trailing off what she saw almost knocked the wind out of her.

Whereas previously Chies belly was flat and even slightly toned, it was now a gargantuan blob of pale creamy flesh which completely engulfed the view of her legs. Said legs were absolutely massive. Her fatty hips and thighs were squeezing up against each side of the sofa, otherwise clearly big enough to fit three people; her presence alone threatened to take over the couch. Her breasts had seen a large amount of growth too, though compared to the weight she’d packed on to the rest of her body her breasts were her smallest asset. Chie’s clothes looked more like fabric suggestions as opposed to anything actually intended to keep her modesty. While before the signature green jacket and skirt fit her like a glove the same could not be said any longer. Despite the fact her clothes were clearly several sizes larger than they were, her skirt simply allowed her smooth doughy pillows of buttcheeks to be seen by any who looked in her direction. Her jacket, though zipped up, allowed her pale belly to spill out from beneath it in all directions.

Chie was by far the fattest person she’d ever seen.

“I- Wha… I’m… I'm f- f- fat!?” Chie yelped, her head darted from side to side looking at her friends. They were all freakishly calm. It was just another day for them.

Rise leaned towards Chie and placed her hand on her bare gut. She ever so gently caressed it.

“Chie, are you okay? You’ve not got heatstroke have you?”
Rise asked gently, placing her other hand on Chie's forehead for a couple of seconds which caused a pause that felt like a couple hours, before intermediately removing it. Rise somewhat skittishly looked across the windows of the room trying to make sure it wasn’t too hot outside.

“I’m totally fine! Except for the fact that i- glllyyrrrrr” as Chie’s eyes continued to anxiously scan her surroundings mid sentence her eyes locked with the transparent part of the cardboard green box resting on the table. Her voice trailed off as her belly interrupted her.

Suddenly, in a dictatorial fashion, a familiar yet accelerated feeling drenched her.

Hunger.

Grrrrggggllllllee Chie reached forward to the box grabbing it’s edges with her stubby little sausage fingers and pulled it towards her ravenously.
“Haaahhh h-hungry…mpph” Chie muttered in a depraved way before shoving a donut in her maw. The sugar glazing pressing against her lips as the chocolate cream filling curled into her mouth gave her a rush of dopamine akin to a drug addict abusing their preferred substance. Not a dozen seconds went by, she greedily reached out another plump hand for another, … and another… and another.

“That’s more like the Chie I know!” Yukiko said with a slight squeal as though talking to a pet.

Rise shuffled her chair even closer to Chie’s sofa and started using both hands to tenderly massage the fat girl's gut.

“There there, you’ll eat all that up won’t you?” Rise asked rhetorically, unintentionally mimicking Yukiko's tone, she knew this should be more than easy enough for Chie to chew through.

Chie was acutely aware of what her friends around her were saying and the fondling she was receiving. But for as much as she wanted to ask more questions and swat away Rise’s hands, her desire to glut herself proved to take priority. A fact that even Chie herself was struggling to come to grips with. There was a part of her at the back of her mind nagging, setting off alarms and screeching at her to put the donuts down and… do anything else to actually help herself. But it simply wasn’t the louder voice in her mind.

Chie continued to obliterate the donuts with bite after bite until eventually after finishing her most recent one, she reached out only to realise her pudgy fingers were simply clawing at the moist cardboard and crumbs. Chie leaned back, having been hunched over to more effectively stuff herself with the sugary calorie bombs. Even now she was out of her little hunger trance. Rise's belly rubbing services were, as much as Chie hated to admit it, tolerated for how soothing they proved to be on her taut and full tummy.

Zwwrrraap! From the bottom to the top the zipper for Chie’s jacket completely gave up, allowing a surge of upper belly and breast fat to come jutting out. Clearly that bunch of donuts proved to be the breaking point for the now ruined outerwear.

“Well there’s a shock. She’s outgrown her jacket…again” Naoto said with her signature monotone, know it all, temper.

“We all know what that means!” Rise said with a gasp, barely able to contain her excitement she stopped staring at the expanse of Chie’s form instead to look back at the faces of her other friends.

“It’s time for another weigh-in!” Yukiko exclaimed, making jazz fists on either side of her smile, which stretched ear to ear.
“I-It’s… t-time for a hhuurrrppp… haaahh… what?” Chie asked with an airy burp stifling her simple sentence, forcing her to take a deep breath after to regain some air. Of course, Chie knew full well what a weigh in is. She was just processing what she heard out loud, hoping to get some elaboration on the subject.

“Well… this does mean we’re going to have to get her up,” Naoto trailed, trying to hide her excitement behind her otherwise sensible and mature exterior as she effortlessly picked herself up from her futon. Yukiko and Rise followed suit. They all rised to gather around and look down upon the beyond  morbidly obese Chie.

Chie was morbidly curious as to why her becoming so fat she broke out of her clothes was being celebrated. She still wasn’t even sure what was going on. Was this some kind of twisted dream? Had she been placed in some twisted shadow world version of herself? Was the Chie whose body she had fallen into okay with all of this? Whoever it was they most certainly lived a very fat sad shameless life, willing or unwilling.

They all assumed position around her like she was some kind of task. Naoto and Yukiko both stood in front of Chie and offered her their hands, while Rise strutted around to the back of the couch and slid her hands onto Chie’s copious amounts of lower back fat. Chie initially attempted to get up on her own. The attempt was short lived however, as it became obvious that she was pinned down by her own fat without any help. Not only had she grown too heavy, but her once strong muscles had withered and diminished to a much much weaker state. This feeble attempt elicited a giggle from Rise behind her, which Chie did not appreciate in the slightest.

“G-Guys… I’m really not uurrpp s-sure about this” Chie doubted, with genuine fear over merely standing up. She had never felt so weak in her own skin before.

“I know it’s been a little while… but you know you’re safe with us”  Yukiko Reassured her, half kneeling down and placing two hands on the expanse of Chie’s gut.

“Come on Chie! We’ve been through this enough times… there’s nothing to worry about” Naoto did the same, also resting her comparatively tiny hands on Chie’s belly. Chie cringed, noting that four open palms on her belly barely managed to cover even a quarter of her expansive middle. The hands sunk into her like they were being partly absorbed.

There was no way she was getting out of this.

“Okay…” She whimpered. She stuck her arms out, prompting Naoto and Yukiko to grab hold of them one each.

“On three!... One… Two… Three!” The three of them all called in unison. Naoto and Yukiko pulled with all their might, while Rise pushed Chie up from behind, heaving under her armpits then pushing her forward to her feet slightly.

Chie wobbled in place, clearly unused to all the extra weight clinging to her frame. She huffed as she felt six hands all lightly pressing into her to stabilise her. The whole thing was managed with the grace of a well rehearsed play, with Chie simply improvising best she could. Nonetheless she was on her feet. Chies legs were like two gigantic tree trunks, thanks to all the excess fat that had grown around her bones. Said bones must've been very very deeply buried. Her knees looked caved in, extremely hard to bend. Her cankles engulfed the space around her feet making each of them extremely heavy and hard to get off the ground, said feet were bare. Her tubby toes were barely visible when standing. Chies belly sagged just a few inches off the ground when standing. This messed with her centre of gravity immensely, it felt like she had a spare tire on her front. This forced Chie in a perpetual state of leaning back, when in reality that was just what was needed to keep her stable and upright.

“That was the easy part. Easy now, Chie” Naoto said, ever the serious one.
The longer Chie stood the more she ached. Her mobility clearly had been waning overtime, though she was forced into this scenario in the middle of things.

“The scale is just over there.” Yukiko explained, pointing to the corner of the room at Chies eye level.
“It's not very far, but take as much time as you need.” she continued.

“Just be sure to waddle at your own speed.” Rise murmured, walking elegantly around the sofa with a glide to her step to take Chie’s hand, Awkwardly juxtaposing Chies own mobility.
Chie could’ve swore she did that on purpose, just to somehow wind her up and brag about her perfectly mobile slender body. Her heart began to thump in her flabby chest as her face went red with jealousy just thinking about it. Chie was overwhelmed with just how doting everyone was about the simple act of standing and walking, to the point it was not only humiliating but also a bit aggravating. She wanted desperately to just say “leave me alone!” Even though she knew full well she needed their help.

Shocked and agitated, Chie arduously lifted one foot, then planted in front of her other in the direction of the scale with a loud, roomshaking thud. Her belly jiggled uncontrollably from the movement. Chie took drudging step after drudging step.

Floorboards creaked and sweat trickled down the obese teens body as she trudged through the room. Her sagging belly slapped against her fat, sweat coated legs blocking them from going out too far in front of her.
“Ahhh… too… huff… far… uurrrpp… so… h-heeaavvyy” Chie lamented, unable to adequately find the breath or energy waddle at a consistent pace. Instead she began slowing down as she went, losing steam on her journey.

“Come on Chie you can make it” Naoto encouraged to her right.
“Not much longer now Chie! Just a little further.” Rise encouraged to her left
“Just waddle a bit farther for me Chie” Yukiko encouraged from behind her.
Each of the three girls had both their hands on Chie in some way. Rise and Naoto both took one of Chie’s hands to guide her, and with their other hand they gently placed it on one of Chies lower belly rolls to soothe her. Yukiko had both her hands on Chies buttocks though, ever so gently pushing and ushering her along.

 A menial walk which would’ve taken any of the other girls a less than ten seconds to make took the lumbering Chie circa ten minutes to make.