Gluttony
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
chyoaguy
"What the hell is that noise?" Debbie muttered to herself, hearing yet another one of the loud, rumbling bugle-like blasts of noise bursting through the air. Whatever it was seemed to be coming from the cafeteria, but she was much too busy to go check out whatever it was... as much as she wished to just march over there and scold whoever was messing around with a damn megaphone or whatever was making that sound.
"!!!~~~~~!!!"
"God damn it! I can't take it any more!" Debbie growled, leaping from her seat as yet another blast of sound on the level of an airhorn but considerably deeper in pitch rang out again. She was going to get to the bottom of this!
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"BUUUUUUUURP!"
Another deafening, window-rattling belch tore from Abbey's lips. Even with empty plates stacked around her, discarded wrappers littering the floor, and her face smeared with the remains of her ongoing feast...
It wasn't enough.
She needed more. She HAD to have more!
The fiery throb in her swollen belly only made her angrier, because how dare her body be in pain- and the angrier she got the more she ate.
And the more she ate, the more her belly bloated and swelled.
She recalled a barbecue last summer. She'd stuffed her tummy with all the yummiest food she could eat, had as many cookies as she could hold, and afterwords there had been a water balloon fight between all the kids present.
She hadn't participated. She'd been too busy popping her water balloons; attaching them to the garden hose and letting the water pump them up bigger and bigger until they could stretch no more. And then...
POP!
She'd giggled and laughed at each bursting balloon then, but right now all she could think about was that her stomach felt distressingly like the balloons she'd enjoyed exploding so much.
Stupid nurse. Why hadn't anyone told her that the nurse she'd eaten wouldn't agree with her stomach?! Whatever weirdo science the important nurse lady had done to the unimportant nurse lady was making a big mess of things, and now she looked like a big dumb fattie who'd swallowed a beachball whole!
Her favorite pair of jeans were ruined! The button had popped off a while back because her stomach just kept getting bigger and bigger, and they were way too small now thanks to whatever was making the dumb lady in her tummy grow affecting her too. The legs of her jeans had almost entirely torn apart around her calves and thighs, and while it was pretty cool being the tallest girl in her grade by a whole foot; she hated that it had come at the expense of her favorite pants.
Her shirt was faring little better. Her big, round belly had pushed the shirt up so high that almost all of the pale, strained surface of her taut belly's skin could be seen... as well as her occupant who still wasn't behaving like food should and just turn into goop!
That's right. She could see that lady trapped in her tummy pressed against her skin. Thanks to the sheer size of the lady inside of her, as well as the sheer amount of food she'd crammed into her belly, Abbey's stomach was no longer bloated.
It was grotesquely distended. To a certain limit, Abbey would've been able to pass as a normal, if young woman in her third trimester. Aside from her baby face- courtesy of her childish face remaining unchanged while the rest of her body grew and expanded- her body had grown... well, quite immense.
To be blunt, she was sporting curves that most high school girls would kill for, and was also now just under five and half feet tall. That meant that if one wasn't to notice her face, they would've seen a body with the proportions of an adult woman... albeit greatly distorted in the middle and with curves that only continued to grow more exaggerated as her body desperately attempted to process the onslaught of calories she was sucking down.
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"I'm going to sue that quack doctor for everything she's worth! She'll never practice medicine again! She'll die in prison if I have my way! Do you hear me?! I'll-"
"Morgan, sweetie-"
"Don't YOU 'Morgan, sweetie' me, buster! Our daughter is blowing up like a weather balloon! And her stomach... My God, I'm so scared, Travis! She looks like she's about to split open!"
The two parents winced as another thundering belch from their daughter tore through the air, the noise bringing vibrations strong enough that the plates and cups stacked on the counter a good thirty feet away on the other side of the room rattled and threatened to fall to the floor.
"That damn nurse promised a cure for my precious angel! And instead that rotten nurse in my baby's tummy is blowing her up like a... like a..."
"Blimp?" Travis finished, wondering just why he'd let Abbey stay home from school today. He knew she hadn't been sick, but at the time going along with his daughter's fib had seemed like the path of least resistance.
"BUUUUURP!"
...Maybe this was a wake-up call that he needed to get his act together and be a better dad?
"Look at her! My angel is growing up too fast! Travis, she's almost as tall as you now!" Morgan screamed, clutching at her husband's arm as she pointed wildly at her expanding daughter with her free hand. Sure enough, the balloon-bellied girl was now nearly six feet tall, clad in nothing but an extremely stretched-out T-shirt and jeans that had been turned into very small jeans shorts. Abbey was positively bulging everywhere; with bulbous breasts, engorged thighs, and an inflated rump that looked cartoonishly out of place next to the gargantuan person-containing gut.
"Why don't you try and get her to stop eating before she blows up? I'll go and find the nurse who started all of this. She has to be able to fix this, right?"
"You do that. My baby needs me!" Morgan wailed, charging towards her whale of a daughter. Abbey yelped in pain as the chair she was sitting on finally gave way, sending the not-so little girl tumbling to the ground. All two-hundred plus pounds of Abbey (counting the extra body in her belly) hit the floor with a resounding thump, knocking the wind out of the girl. Travis was pretty sure it wasn't a trick of the light, but the bulges and lumps protruding from Abigail's stretched flesh seemed to be moving, almost like the person inside was kicking and pounding desperately at the walls of her prison.
...Okay, scratch that. The abdominal prisoner was almost certainly protesting her imprisonment right now, but... shit, the legality of this was beyond him.
Where the hell was Debbie? She had better have a fix for all of this!
"!!!~~~~~!!!"
"God damn it! I can't take it any more!" Debbie growled, leaping from her seat as yet another blast of sound on the level of an airhorn but considerably deeper in pitch rang out again. She was going to get to the bottom of this!
--------------------------
"BUUUUUUUURP!"
Another deafening, window-rattling belch tore from Abbey's lips. Even with empty plates stacked around her, discarded wrappers littering the floor, and her face smeared with the remains of her ongoing feast...
It wasn't enough.
She needed more. She HAD to have more!
The fiery throb in her swollen belly only made her angrier, because how dare her body be in pain- and the angrier she got the more she ate.
And the more she ate, the more her belly bloated and swelled.
She recalled a barbecue last summer. She'd stuffed her tummy with all the yummiest food she could eat, had as many cookies as she could hold, and afterwords there had been a water balloon fight between all the kids present.
She hadn't participated. She'd been too busy popping her water balloons; attaching them to the garden hose and letting the water pump them up bigger and bigger until they could stretch no more. And then...
POP!
She'd giggled and laughed at each bursting balloon then, but right now all she could think about was that her stomach felt distressingly like the balloons she'd enjoyed exploding so much.
Stupid nurse. Why hadn't anyone told her that the nurse she'd eaten wouldn't agree with her stomach?! Whatever weirdo science the important nurse lady had done to the unimportant nurse lady was making a big mess of things, and now she looked like a big dumb fattie who'd swallowed a beachball whole!
Her favorite pair of jeans were ruined! The button had popped off a while back because her stomach just kept getting bigger and bigger, and they were way too small now thanks to whatever was making the dumb lady in her tummy grow affecting her too. The legs of her jeans had almost entirely torn apart around her calves and thighs, and while it was pretty cool being the tallest girl in her grade by a whole foot; she hated that it had come at the expense of her favorite pants.
Her shirt was faring little better. Her big, round belly had pushed the shirt up so high that almost all of the pale, strained surface of her taut belly's skin could be seen... as well as her occupant who still wasn't behaving like food should and just turn into goop!
That's right. She could see that lady trapped in her tummy pressed against her skin. Thanks to the sheer size of the lady inside of her, as well as the sheer amount of food she'd crammed into her belly, Abbey's stomach was no longer bloated.
It was grotesquely distended. To a certain limit, Abbey would've been able to pass as a normal, if young woman in her third trimester. Aside from her baby face- courtesy of her childish face remaining unchanged while the rest of her body grew and expanded- her body had grown... well, quite immense.
To be blunt, she was sporting curves that most high school girls would kill for, and was also now just under five and half feet tall. That meant that if one wasn't to notice her face, they would've seen a body with the proportions of an adult woman... albeit greatly distorted in the middle and with curves that only continued to grow more exaggerated as her body desperately attempted to process the onslaught of calories she was sucking down.
----------------------
"I'm going to sue that quack doctor for everything she's worth! She'll never practice medicine again! She'll die in prison if I have my way! Do you hear me?! I'll-"
"Morgan, sweetie-"
"Don't YOU 'Morgan, sweetie' me, buster! Our daughter is blowing up like a weather balloon! And her stomach... My God, I'm so scared, Travis! She looks like she's about to split open!"
The two parents winced as another thundering belch from their daughter tore through the air, the noise bringing vibrations strong enough that the plates and cups stacked on the counter a good thirty feet away on the other side of the room rattled and threatened to fall to the floor.
"That damn nurse promised a cure for my precious angel! And instead that rotten nurse in my baby's tummy is blowing her up like a... like a..."
"Blimp?" Travis finished, wondering just why he'd let Abbey stay home from school today. He knew she hadn't been sick, but at the time going along with his daughter's fib had seemed like the path of least resistance.
"BUUUUURP!"
...Maybe this was a wake-up call that he needed to get his act together and be a better dad?
"Look at her! My angel is growing up too fast! Travis, she's almost as tall as you now!" Morgan screamed, clutching at her husband's arm as she pointed wildly at her expanding daughter with her free hand. Sure enough, the balloon-bellied girl was now nearly six feet tall, clad in nothing but an extremely stretched-out T-shirt and jeans that had been turned into very small jeans shorts. Abbey was positively bulging everywhere; with bulbous breasts, engorged thighs, and an inflated rump that looked cartoonishly out of place next to the gargantuan person-containing gut.
"Why don't you try and get her to stop eating before she blows up? I'll go and find the nurse who started all of this. She has to be able to fix this, right?"
"You do that. My baby needs me!" Morgan wailed, charging towards her whale of a daughter. Abbey yelped in pain as the chair she was sitting on finally gave way, sending the not-so little girl tumbling to the ground. All two-hundred plus pounds of Abbey (counting the extra body in her belly) hit the floor with a resounding thump, knocking the wind out of the girl. Travis was pretty sure it wasn't a trick of the light, but the bulges and lumps protruding from Abigail's stretched flesh seemed to be moving, almost like the person inside was kicking and pounding desperately at the walls of her prison.
...Okay, scratch that. The abdominal prisoner was almost certainly protesting her imprisonment right now, but... shit, the legality of this was beyond him.
Where the hell was Debbie? She had better have a fix for all of this!
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