Pushing up her glasses, Cheya opened the book in front of her and buried her nose in it. It was dead quiet in the empty halls of the library. It was Friday night. Everybody had somewhere, anywhere else to be, out partying or relaxing at home. But Cheya was an interesting case. She wasn’t a partier. She was rather shy, introverted almost to a fault. Instead, she prefered to pour all of herself into books. Any book. Fiction, nonfiction, historically accurate or absurdly fantastical. It did not matter to her. However, that did lead to many lonely nights, with just her and the books to keep her company. “Cough cough. Pardon me…” said the librarian Well, the books and the solitary librarian. Cheya and her typically only exchanged words very briefly as Cheya entered the library. She wasn’t the stereotypical librarian. She was young, full of energy, a body as though she had been sculpted by a master artisan. A lovely hourglass figure, with extra emphasis on her breasts. On her top, she was wearing a nametag, a name that Cheya had only uttered a few times before. “Need a cough drop, Harmony?” asked Cheya, not even looking up from her book. “I’m quite alright, thank you…” replied Harmony, straightening a book on a shelf before disappearing to the other side of the shelf. Harmony peeked through a gap in the books at Cheya. “What a cutie…” thought Harmony to herself. Cheya was a healthy looking woman. Average height. Lovely blonde hair. Perky breasts. Relatively flat belly, just a bit of pudge. Thick-rimmed glasses. A healthy appetite for books, words, and any sort of knowledge. And, most alluring to Harmony, shy. Harmony loved shy women. There was something irresistible about the temptation of pulling them out of their shells, of making them let go of themselves, if only for a little while. Harmony just needed a place to start. And Cheya was more than happy to provide. “Hmmm...A History of Witchcraft...I wonder what that says about us witches…” thought Harmony, catching a glimpse of the title at the top of the page as Cheya read. “...I wonder what she’d think about meeting one in person…” thought Harmony, grinning. It was nice having a reason to play with somebody. It at least gave a sense of purpose to using her powers the way she did. And now seemed like a fantastic time to start. Harmony leveled her gaze on Cheya. Concealed behind the bookcase, she raised a hand up towards Cheya. Harmony’s eyes glowed a light blue as she gathered her energy. “So incredibly thin, and a belly so flat...let’s plump you up, let’s see you fat…” said Harmony faintly, impossible for anybody else to her. The moment her incantation ended, Harmony felt her energy flare for a moment. She gasped lightly, feeling a spark of magic shoot out towards Cheya. It hit her, sinking into her without a trace. Cheya didn’t feel a thing. “Now then, let’s see just how long this takes…” thought Harmony, sitting and peering from the behind the bookcase… Cheya shifted in her seat lightly, her stomach growling lightly. She ignored it, more eager to fill her mind than she was her belly. Right now, she was reading up on the folklore of witches. It was fascinating to see how the legends about them had changed over time. However, she noticed one strange peculiarity. They always had a penchant for rhyming. “Strange...what would a witch’s rhyming sound like?” thought Cheya. She turned the page, pushing it out of her mind to keep reading. At the same time, Cheya’s stomach was slowly pushing outwards. She had been just slightly pudgy before, a healthy layer of fat. However, her belly now formed a muffin top, pouring over the top of her pants. At the same time, her hips had started widening ever so slightly, working to fill the seat she was sitting in. Between her arms holding the book, her breasts started to swell outwards, sneaking their way up through cup sizes. Cheya was too engrossed in her book to even notice. “Jeez...by the time she realizes what’s going on, she’s going to be too big to do anything about it!” thought Harmony. A giddy rush ran through her. That was just how she liked her women to be...big and helpless! Cheya sat idly, oblivious to what was happening as she turned page after page, devouring the words voraciously. However, her stomach looked as though she was greedily devouring a buffet! Her shirt was riding up her stomach, exposing it’s rounding curve. Her ass was creeping off the sides of the chair, causing it to creak slightly when Cheya moved. Thankfully for Harmony, it wasn’t enough to pull her out of her book. She looked like a balloon, being carefully inflated. Harmony was getting restless. Just a bit longer, then she could get hands-on with Cheya… Cheya squirmed a bit. She felt a little funny, a little lethargic. Finishing her current page, she closed her eyes and took a moment. She breathed deeply, her chest heaving as she inhaled and exhaled. Harmony got ready to move, but stopped when Cheya reopened her eyes, and begin reading again. She hadn’t been found out, not yet. But with each second that passed, Cheya only got bigger. Almost the entirety of her stomach was exposed now, her shirt rolling up around the bottom of her bra. Her lovehandles overflowed the sides of her pants, grips which Harmony was looking forward to grasping. The seams on her clothes were stretching, a stitch popping here and there. LIttle holes were opening up as Cheya’s clothes struggled against her fat. “Come now, don’t be a snitch! Stay quiet as you pop each stitch!” whispered Harmony, another bit of magical energy rushing to the palm of her hand. It flew out, easing into the seams of Cheya’s clothing. The last thing she wanted was for Cheya to notice what was happening because her seams were giving in. She wanted Cheya to notice at the most dramatic point she possibly could! Meanwhile, Cheya’s reading continued. It was a very strange collection of lore and myths that she was reading. “Witches are known for many things. One of the least discussed is a flair for theatrics when they could get away with it…” read Cheya, still oblivious. It was such a fascinating book! Cheya couldn’t wait to finish it. At the same time, Harmony couldn’t wait for those threads to finally give in. How Cheya hadn’t noticed was a mystery to her! She had gone from thin to straight up obese! Harmony could see rolls of fat appearing on Cheya as her stomach grew and grew! It was just too much for her clothing, it couldn’t take much more! Her silence spell had done its work admirably, but there was no way that Harmony could get away with it any longer! She stepped out from behind the bookcase, slowly approaching Cheya as her shirt reached the end of it’s rope. SNAP! Suddenly, the seams on Cheya’s shirt gave in completely, the cloth exploding from her body. Her belly bulged outwards freely, and her breasts bounced, only to be caught by her bra. “W-what the hell?!” gasped Cheya, her eyes shooting down to herself. Harmony could see the chill run down Cheya’s spine as she was greeting by the sight of her massively fattened frame. Her heart stopped as she struggled to take in everything she was seeing...namely, all of herself! “Oh God...I...I’m...I’m so fat!” squeaked Cheya. Suddenly, a pair of hands reached from behind, grasping at each of her breasts still in her bra. “What’s that? You think you’re getting big? This is nothing...grow you fat pig…” whispered Harmony into Cheya’s ear. Harmony felt a familiar swell of energy, before feeling it push into Cheya from her palms. This time, Cheya felt it too, gasping as she felt something filling her. And then, she began growing even faster, her bra creaking as it struggled to hold her swelling bosom. “W-what?! H-Harmony?! What are you doing?!” gasped Cheya, her face flushed red out of embarrassment and outrage. She was blowing up like a blimp! And Harmony was sitting here, groping her! Suddenly, her book was the last thing on her mind. “Was it the pig line? You’ll have to forgive this little habit of mine...when I’m casting spells, I speak in rhyme!” said Harmony. Cheya stiffened, straight as a board. Spells? Rhyme? Cheya’s eyes wandered down to the book, which had flipped onto the table. It was open to a previous page, the one about a witch’s speech patterns. And how they almost always rhymed. “Y-you...t-that’s impossible...you’re a...you’re a…” gasped Cheya. “Mmmhmm...that’s right...with you reading that book, I figured I would let you see what a real witch could do…” said Harmony. “You’re...you’re doing this...making me…” groaned Cheya, her pants cutting into her. “That’s right...I’m the reason you’ve gotten so fat…” admitted Harmony, her confession punctuated by the sound of Cheya’s pants exploding. Cheya was now left in just her undergarments, growing fatter in the middle of the library! She let out a whimper, her face turning even more red. She couldn’t be seen like this, much less in public! “Come now, nobody’s going to come here tonight, I promise…” said Harmony, “...it’s just me and you...all of you…” “N-no...you can’t do this...it isn’t...it isn’t right!” gasped Cheya, wincing as she felt her already insanely tight bra get even tighter against her expanding breasts. “Mmmmm...and what are you going to do about it?” asked Harmony, burying her face in Cheya’s neck for a moment. Goosebumps raised across her skin as Harmony kissed at her neck. “Go ahead...run...get up and waddle out the door...let all that fat jiggle and shake for the entire world to see…” dared Harmony. Cheya whimpered loudly. She couldn’t do that! She was just a big fat blimp! It was much better just to let Harmony see her like this rather than the whole world! “P-please...please st-OH!” cried Cheya as her bra snapped between the cups, the fabric falling limp against Harmony’s hands. Harmony chuckled as she tossed the ruined bra aside, bringing her hands back up and letting them sink into Cheya’s breast fat. Cheya yelped, the sudden violation of her personal space taking her by surprise. Harmony hadn’t even hesitated! “So warm and soft...and you just keep getting bigger and bigger…” admired Harmony, squeezing each of Cheya’s tits. “Why...are you doing this…?” groaned Cheya. “Because I have nothing better to do on a Friday night? Or maybe it’s because making women insanely fat is how I get my kicks? Take your pick, doesn’t matter to me…” said Harmony. SNAP! The elastic on Cheya’s panties exploded, the now defunct fabric falling off. Now completely naked, Cheya’s body was free to grow in every direction unrestricted. “Oh God...I’m...I’m getting so fat! I’m too big!” cried Cheya, the chair creaking beneath her as her fat wobbled. She had to be damn near 800 pounds, 5 times the woman she was when she walked in! But she was only getting fatter by the second! “Too big? But I haven’t even done that much! But you can feel it all...down to the littlest touch…” murmured Harmony, another spark of energy jumping from her and into Cheya. Cheya’s eyes widened. Another rhyme meant another spell, and another spell meant… CRACK! Harmony kicked at one of the legs of the chair, causing it to splinter under Cheya’s massive weight. The rest of the legs on the chair snapped under the sudden shift in their load, causing the seat to fall out from under Cheya. Cheya screamed as she fell onto the floor, landing with a thud that sent her rolls of fat crashing and clapping together. Her thighs slapped together, causing her eyes to widen. She could feel all of it, each and every millimeter of her thighs rubbing together, each little blemish and bump, each little hair she didn’t get while shaving. She could feel the friction of her rolls of fat rubbing together. She shouldn’t be able to feel these tiny details under this quaking sea of fat she had become! Suddenly, Harmony straddled Cheya’s belly, climbing onto it. Immediately, Harmony’s fingers began to circle around Cheya’s areolas, teasing her. Cheya’s blood ran cold as she felt her nipples begin to perk up. “I see you’ve figured out what that last spell did...doesn’t it feel amazing…?” asked Harmony. Cheya had definitely figured it out. Her body had grown incredibly sensitive to touch. She could feel things that she never would have noticed before, with such intense feeling that felt as though she could every single cell in her body! Of course, it also meant Harmony had even more power to taunt Cheya with. “Please...I...I…AH!” stammered Cheya, Harmony’s fingers getting perilously close to her nipples. They were completely stiff now, and Cheya just knew that Harmony’s spell hadn’t magically missed them. “What’s wrong? Afraid I’m going to do something crazy? Something...a little...like...this?” asked Harmony, suddenly leaning in, taking Cheya’s nipple in her mouth, and giving it a long, hard suck. “FUCK! FUCK!” screamed Cheya, her vision blurring from the sudden, intense pleasure. Harmony sucked again even harder, causing Cheya to feel like she was about to pass out. However, Harmony had mercy, and pulled away without a third. Cheya whimpered, dealing with the aftershocks reverberating through her. “Sorry, was that too much too soon? Here, I’ll tone it down a bit…” pouted Harmony, her fingers gently stroking at each of Cheya’s erect nipples. Cheya trembled. It was a less intense, but steady pleasure as Harmony continued to stimulate her. She could feel a dampness forming between her elephantine thighs, causing her to let out a confused, exasperated groan. “You’ve always been so shy around me...has anybody ever played with you like this before?” asked Harmony. Cheya weakly shook her head, the pleasure making it hard to form words. “I thought so...it feels amazing though, doesn’t it?” asked Harmony. Cheya’s lips trembled. She couldn’t deny it. It was so intense thanks to Harmony’s spell, it felt better than anything Cheya had ever done to herself before. “Here, let me show you that size really does matter...all you have to do is sit there, and get fatter!” said Harmony, casting another spell. Cheya squealed as her body began growing much faster, toppling the table she had been reading at just minutes earlier. The pleasure had been great enough that Cheya had almost forgot about the fact that she was blowing up! Cheya struggled to move, unable to even lift one of her legs. Getting away was just a pipe dream at this point! Harmony had turned her into a whale of a woman, nearly a ton of quivering fat! . “H-Harmony…” pleaded Cheya weakly. She was too fat to fight Harmony directly. “Come on, baby...sit back and enjoy it...let me open you up to a world you’ve been missing out on…” countered Harmony, her voice dripping with lust. Cheya froze for a moment. “N-no...I...I can’t…” gasped Cheya, holding on by a thread. Her lips said no, but her mind was desperately screaming yes! But she couldn’t give in, not yet. She just couldn’t get any fatter! “You can….and you will…” demanded Harmony. Cheya shuddered. She was physically incapable of denying Harmony! She couldn’t hold out like this much longer! She was going t- Suddenly, Harmony’s wet tongue dragged across her nipple. Cheya screamed, her entire body jerking as the pleasure tore through her. But Harmony wasn’t done. She continued lapping, flicking Cheya’s nipple with the tip of her tongue, caressing it and stroking it. Cheya moaned, her mask cracking. She couldn’t take anymore! “Oh God...please...please...I...I...OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!” screamed Cheya, Harmony leaning in and sucking on Cheya’s nipple again. Cheya’s eyes fluttered for a moment. This was it! She was at her wit’s end. “OOOOOOH! G-GIVE IT TO ME, HARMONY! I WANT IT SOOOOOOOOO BAD!” cried Cheya, unable to contain herself. She could ignore the fat, but the pleasure was too immense to resist! “Is that so? Well then…” said Harmony, taking a breath before taking another hard suck. Cheya’s entire body spasmed. “FUCK...oh...oh...ooooooooh…” moaned Cheya, closing her eyes. As long as she didn’t think about the fat, she could enjoy herself. She knew she was growing fatter and fatter by the second, but so long as she focused on the undulating pressure on her nipple from Harmony’s naughty lips, she could enjoy the stimulation to the fullest extent possible. “S-suck harder...harder…” begged Cheya. Harmony let out a sly coo, giving Cheya a moment to prepare. However, no amount of time in the world could make Cheya ready. As per her wishes, Harmony took the hardest drag possible, causing Cheya to scream out. She was so hot, so soaking between her thighs that Cheya didn’t know just how much longer before she lost control of herself. Her thighs continued to wobble together, stimulating her further. With each suck, Harmony bounced just a little bit, knowing full well what it was doing to Cheya. “A-aaaaaaaaaaah...p-please...I...I’m gonna…” stammered Cheya. “Gonna what? Hmmm?” asked Harmony. But Cheya could only whimper. She was focusing on her energy towards keeping herself from bursting! “You haven’t answered…” said Harmony, bouncing up and down rhythmically. Cheya gasped, her jaw dropping, lips quaking as she felt herself get even closer. “I can’t imagine how it feels...those giant thighs of yours, moving and shaking, rubbing you up and down, pressing against your p-” said Harmony, being cut off by a loud shriek from Cheya. “OOOOOOOOH...OOOOOOOOOH…” bellowed Cheya. She was at her limit! “Oh, just listen to those mighty moans...if they get any louder, you might just explode!” chanted Harmony, another spark flying into Cheya. Suddenly, her thighs clenched together, sending a final shockwave through Cheya. Harmony grinned as she felt Cheya’s body begin to thrash about. “That’s it, baby...let yourself go…let it all out...” encouraged Harmony. Cheya couldn’t stop it! This was it! With an earth-shaking cry, Cheya came, her waves of fat bouncing wildly, ebbing and flowing as she continued to surge outwards! Fat and magic was pouring into her, filling her up, making her fatter, making her huge! But Cheya couldn’t feel the intensity that she was growing with, not through her orgasm. Lights and spots clouded Cheya’s vision. She could hear herself crying out, cries smothered in her own ears by the clouds of euphoria...and by Harmony chuckling. “Mmmmmm...this first one is just a warm-up...I promise you the next one will really make you lose your mind…” promised Harmony, tracing a finger in Cheya’s fat. Cheya whimpered, coming down from the pleasure. The next one? Just how long was Harmony going to keep going? She was already the size of an elephant! How much energy could Harmony possibly have?! “Doesn’t all of this fat just feel so good?” asked Harmony, seizing a handful and giving it a little shake. “N-no….no….” gasped Cheya. She was desperately trying to block out the idea of getting fatter, trying to focus on how good Harmony’s magic was making her feel. “Come now...you can’t have one without the other…” said Harmony, able to tell what Cheya was thinking. “...after all, the fatter you are...the friskier I can get…” Cheya shuddered. That wasn’t true. That wasn’t true. She couldn’t believe that could possibly be true. Harmony had already been sucking so hard on her tit, how could she possibly talk about getting friskier?! A thought or two crossed Cheya’s mind, causing her to blush. Actually, it was better off if that question was left unanswered… “N-no...I can’t...I’m sooooooooooo big…” gasped Cheya, obviously understating the fact. She was thousands and thousands of pounds! Any more and she might just burst! “Big? This is nothing, baby…” said Harmony, kissing at Cheya’s breast fat. Cheya’s skin raised with goosebumps, her increased sensitivity making her feel each and every little peck from Harmony’s soft lips. She stopped after a few seconds, grabbing fistfuls of fat and starting to climb. Cheya shook with every move Harmony made, sending her fat bouncing again, her thighs rubbing together. Cheya couldn’t hold herself back, gasping and moaning as they stroked her again. By the time Harmony reached Cheya’s face, Cheya had a vibrant blush going as her thighs worked her up again. “Oh, just look at these big, round cheeks…” said Harmony, cupping them with her hands. Harmony’s lips were just a few precious centimeters from Cheya’s. Cheya’s eyes widened. She...she wasn’t about to go for a kiss, was she? Harmony moved a little closer, before bringing her face to the right, towards Cheya’s ear. She gave it just a little nibble, causing a chill to run through Cheya’s otherwise warm, pillowy body. “I know you want it...that pleasure that lingers…” whispered Harmony. Cheya whimpered lightly. Now Harmony was just teasing her. But...but it was working. Cheya felt a rush of heat through her now, especially buried beneath her fat and between her legs. “...a pleasure just like that of a thousand...little...fingers…” finished Harmony. Cheya quickly felt a familiar spark. Was everything that Harmony ever said a spell?! “W-whoa…” gasped Cheya, a strange feeling spreading out from where Harmony hit her with the spell. It felt like a gentle massage, little squeezes, little presses and prods here and there, spreading throughout her form. As it crossed her breasts, she could feel it spread up to her nipples, causing Cheya to yelp. Across her belly, it felt like pins and needles as the feeling continued to venture south. And then… “A-AH! O-ooooooooooooooooh…” crooned Cheya. The feeling had reached deep, making it feel like somebody was rubbing up and down her swollen womanhood. Cheya was undeniably aroused now, feeling as though there were countless little fing- Thousands. Thousands of little, invisible fingers! “Now you get it…” giggled Harmony, watching the realization flash across Cheya’s eyes. She was being stroked, her nipples being pinched and rolled, and her belly being teased and squeezed by ghostly fingers! Harmony didn’t even have to do any work, her magic could do it for her! And it ashamed Cheya to admit, it was really doing it for her too. She could feel herself growing hotter as the invisible fingers worked up and down her mound, coaxing her into deeper and deeper levels of arousal. “Oh, that’s got to feel so good...to feel each and every inch of that big, fat body of yours being played with...and it’s only going to get better! The fatter you get, the more of you there is for those fingers to love…” said Harmony, giving Cheya a wink. Cheya gasped, feeling the feeling of fingers intensify as countless pounds appeared on her body. She was a mountain of fat in the middle of the library, having topped tables and collapsed chairs all around her! Her belly was flowing closer and closer to the stacks of books, causing Cheya’s hair to raise up. It was only now that Cheya realized just how much like dominoes the shelves were...and her fat was going to be the push that sent them all toppling! “Oh God...H-Harmony...Harmony…” gasped Cheya. Her stomach brushed up against the wood of one of the shelves. It was just a second away from going down! “Don’t worry...I’m sure all the books will be safe under that enormous tummy of yours…” said Harmony, grinning. Cheya’s stomach pushed harder, and harder, until there was a loud creaking sound, the shelf finally starting to tip. Immediately, it crashed into the next shelf, causing it to topple into the next, then the next. There was so much destruction! But Cheya’s body didn’t waste any time in working to bury it, her fat quickly swallowing up the wood and paper of the shelves and their contents. Unsurprisingly, her ass quickly plowed into a shelf behind her, causing another wave of crashing and destruction. Cheya groaned. Somebody was going to hear all of this. They were going to come investigate, and they were going to find her. All of her. All 10,000-plus pounds of her, in all her naked glory! Cheya blushed deeply, the imagined embarrassment gripping her thoughts. “Nobody’s coming...you’re all mine...and I’m going to fatten you up until you can’t take another pound…” promised Harmony. Cheya’s heart raced. How much more of this madness could Harmony give her?! “...and I’m going to make you want it. All you need is a little push, to make the slippery slope steeper. And all it takes is all my fingers going deeper…” chanted Harmony. Cheya screamed as all the invisible fingers started playing even rougher with her, squeezing harder, pinching more, making her shake and tremble. But most noticeably, the fingers between her thighs began to become more adventurous. Some of them began to tease her clit, to stroke and caress it gently. Meanwhile, it felt like others were thrusting into her, causing her to gasp lightly with each push. “Oh fuck...oh fuck…” gasped Cheya, in time with the fingers’ thrusts. She couldn’t hold her moans back. It just felt so good! “I was just going to build you up gently...but I decided that I wanted to give it to you hard and rough, just like you are to my library, you fucking fatass…” said Harmony. Cheya groaned loudly. It felt like there was electricity coursing through her veins, she was so charged with pleasure! And each little pound, each miniscule centimeter of fat that appeared on her body only made it more intense! Cheya whimpered. It was true! She couldn’t have the pleasure without the fat! Harmony had proven that she would get even more frisky as Cheya got bigger. She desperately wanted to see just how far Harmony would go. She trembled with anticipation. The fingers continued thrusting and stroking her, causing Cheya to feel another orgasm coming on. Cheya bit her lip, feeling the pleasure grow, and grow, and grow, until… “Oh...oh God...ooooooh...OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!” cried Cheya, cumming a second time. She screamed, unable to contain herself. “M-MOOOOOOOOORE! OH GOD, MOOOOOOOOORE!” pleaded Cheya. “Is that begging I hear? You want to be fatter?” asked Harmony, holding a hand to her ear to hear Cheya better. Cheya nodded her head, her eyes trying to flutter into the back of her skull from the orgasmic bliss. “Mmmmmmm...it took long enough to make you a big belly lover. Now let’s make up for lost time, and fill you with blubber!” exclaimed Harmony, pushing magic into Cheya. Cheya screamed, her body starting to grow faster and faster as Harmony kept the magic pumping. The sudden influx only made Cheya cum harder. Her round face flashed expressions of pure joy as her cheeks and chins ballooned. “H-Harmony...s-so full...so fat...more...more…” gasped Cheya, coming over the height of her orgasm. Harmony giggled, brushing the hair out of the way of Cheya’s eyes and glasses. “Oh, poor Cheya...don’t you worry your pretty head. I’m nowhere near close to being done with you…” promised Harmony, leaning in and giving Cheya a kiss. Cheya’s eyes widened, her heart racing. Harmony moaned lightly, before pulling away. “Mmmmmm...you said you hadn’t been played with like this before...so should I also assume that this was your first real kiss?” asked Harmony. Cheya blushed, causing Harmony to smile. “Bet you didn’t think it would be like in...in a demolished library, your big body growing faster and faster, being fattened and fucked by a witch’s magic, huh?” asked Harmony. Cheya moaned. Harmony putting it that way made it sound completely ridiculous. But the pleasure was just too great for Cheya to give a damn! “N-no...I...I never would have dreamed….” panted Cheya. “Well then, let’s see just how many more firsts for you we can make…” said Harmony with a wink. CRASH! A ripple of fat shot across Cheya’s body, causing her to quiver as it reverberated. Cheya’s jaw dropped. Oh God, her belly had finally grown all the way across the library, slamming into the wall in front of her! It pushed harder against it, actually pushing Cheya backwards a little. “You’ll have to forgive me if this rhyme is a slant, but I’d rather get us out of here before it’s too cramped,” said Harmony, leaning in and planting another kiss on Cheya. Cheya’s eyes widened as she felt the magical energy being pushed between her lips, flooding down her throat and into her stomach. Immediately, she surged outwards, the giant jiggling globes that were her ass cheeks slamming into the wall behind her. Harmony giggled, before making her kiss much more passionate. The energy began flowing more freely, encouraging Cheya’s growth. Cheya blushed as Harmony made out with her. The pressure against the walls was building as her fat pushed harder and harder. There were the sounds of splintering wood, the creaking of straining cement, and the low growling of Cheya’s stomach. Both her and Harmony’s anticipation was unbearable! Finally, there was a loud crash as the walls of the library exploded outwards… “Oh, that’s so much better, isn’t it?” asked Harmony as Cheya’s body bounced outwards, expanding to it’s full size. Chilly night air blew across the vast expanse of Cheya’s fat, causing goosebumps to raise, and her nipples to stiffen more to an aching degree. She had completely demolished the library, but Harmony wasn’t done yet! Cheya continued expanding, fat quickly rolling down the stairs to the library, working to fill the surrounding city block. “Oh...I’m so fucking fat...I...everybody...everybody can…” moaned Cheya, blushing wildly. She was positively massive, incredibly large...and most shockingly of all, absolutely naked! “Of course everybody can see you...I mean, just look at yourself! You’re the size of a building, and only getting bigger!” exclaimed Harmony, causing Cheya’s blush to intensify. Such exposure caused Cheya a deep, conflicted pleasure. She was so big, so warm, so full of pleasure...but so embarrassed! “But that doesn’t matter...everybody can see you...but nobody can stop me from making you even fatter…” promised Harmony. Cheya gasped, a wave of arousal running through her. Her ears perked at the word “fatter”, and that’s all that Cheya could focus on. “P-please…” moaned Cheya. “As you wish…” said Harmony, flashing Cheya a wink as she began to climb down Cheya’s breasts. “W-wait...where...where are you going…?” groaned Cheya. She was still growing, but it wasn’t enough! And now Harmony was moving away? “To give your poor tits some much needed attention…” said Harmony, moving even lower. It took a minute or two for her to reach one of Cheya’s nipples. “My my, you really have grown! Just look at these knockers…” admired Harmony, getting a handful of breast. Cheya bit her bottom lip, her fat feeling so good oozing between Harmony’s fingers. “O-Oh...Harmony…” whimpered Cheya, feeling Harmony’s fingertips gently begin teasing her nipple. Harmony’s magic was working wonders, her sensitivity increasing as she grew. What had been slightly arousing before was mindblowing now. And what was mindblowing before...well, Cheya didn’t have words. All she knew is she wanted more! “Fatter...fatter…!” demanded Cheya. Harmony pinched Cheya’s nipple, bringing Cheya’s words to a halt with a shriek. “Yes...grow fatter and fatter and fatter you must...grow bigger and bigger along with your lust…” chanted Harmony. Suddenly, arcs of magical energy danced across Cheya’s skin, sinking deep into her fat. Cheya let out a wail, her body ballooning outwards, slamming into the neighboring buildings. She was burying everything under a layer of fat! “HARMONY!” cried Cheya. There was something strange about that last spell. It didn’t feel like Cheya was filling with anything, but she was still growing fatter! “You seem confused, here...let me show you...but pay close attention, I’m only doing it once!” instructed Harmony, before leaning in and giving Cheya’s nipple a long, agonizingly slow lick with all her tongue. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” screamed Cheya, her body giving a massive bulge outwards as the tip of Harmony’s tongue crossed her sensitive button. There was a moment’s reprieve before Harmony spoke. “Oh, who am I kidding? I’m going to give you a nice, long display…” said Harmony, taking Cheya’s nipple between her lips and sucking. “F-FUCK! FUCK!” cried Cheya, her body bulging like it had before, in time with each suck from Harmony. Cheya’s mind was racing. Her growth was getting faster with each suck, sending her body punching through wall after wall in the structures around her! She was growing so fat so fast, and each pound felt better than the last, each pound made her feel more hot, more aroused, more… ...more full of lust… Cheya’s eyes widened with realization, Harmony’s spell echoing in her ears. The pleasure amplified her lust. And Harmony’s spell made her grow with her lust. Which meant… Suddenly, Harmony nibbled lightly, causing Cheya to scream, and her body to completely demolish the buildings she had been growing through. Cheya’s vision blurred. Anything Harmony did to pleasure Cheya caused her to grow faster! ANYTHING that made Cheya feel pleasure made her grow faster! And since the thought of getting fatter made Cheya even hotter, even getting fatter would make her grow! “Oh God...i-it’s never going to stop...I-I’m just going to keep growing...like a big, fat blimp!” cried Cheya. Harmony sucked harder, only confirming Cheya’s realization as her body bulged another couple of feet in every direction, finally starting to grow into the city blocks around her. She was a torrent of blubber, a wave surging out in every direction, consuming and collapsing everything that stood in her way! There was very little definition on her body, only her breasts, belly, and ass even close to distinguishable from the rolling tides of fat! “Now you’re getting it...there’s no stopping now…” moaned Harmony, pulling away. She napped her fingers, causing her to levitate into the air. With a smile, she quickly, effortlessly glided back up to Cheya’s head. “What? You were expecting a broom or something?” asked Harmony, seeing Cheya’s look of surprise as she landed. “No...I...I want you here...but...but I want...want you…” groaned Cheya. Her nipples were aching for attention. “But I can’t be two places at once, Cheya…” said Harmony, leaning in, “...but I sure can make you think it…” Harmony straightened up for a moment. “A little bit of magic, and you’re in luck! Now let’s give those tits a nice, big suck!” Suddenly, Cheya felt something clamp on to both of her nipples, feeling as though Harmony was playing with both of them at once. Her jaw dropped as they began to suck, just like Harmony had been. “OH! OOOOOOH!” cried Cheya, Harmony taking a great deal of pleasure in Cheya’s massive moans. Fat poured in every direction faster and faster as Cheya’s vocalizations became more frenzied and desperate. “What’s wrong? You weren’t expecting to feel like this? Like a fucking cow being milked?” asked Harmony. “Oh yes...oh G-God yes…” moaned Cheya, panting lustfully. Harmony’s taunting didn’t even phase Cheya now. If anything, it only made her want more! And Harmony’s magic was growing more intense with every ounce of fat that Cheya gained, causing Cheya’s mind and heart to race. She was just going to keep going, growing more immense, bigger than a city, a country, a continent! Harmony was going to fatten Cheya up until she burst like the fat-filled pig she was, and Cheya couldn’t do a damn thing to stop her...that is, even if she wanted to. Cheya’s lips curled in a blissful smile. She wanted this, more than anything! More pleasure! More fat! Cheya’s nipples were throbbing, the pressure behind them building as invisible lips teased her tits further. The sucking was driving Cheya crazy! Harmony really was going to milk her like a cow! “Poor baby...your boobs look so full! The pressure must be unbearable…” teased Harmony. That was the biggest understatement of the night. “Please...please...t-too much…” gasped Cheya. Her breasts felt agonizingly tight, continuing to grow despite the feeling. She was desperate for some sort of release. “They’re like giant...milk-filled blimps! Like they’re going to pop at any second!” teased Harmony further. Cheya squirmed. “Please...make them burst…” moaned Cheya, longingly. “Be careful what you wish for…” warned Harmony, leaning in, “...because it’s more than within my power to give it to you…” Cheya shot forward as much as she could, catching Harmony’s lips with hers. Harmony let out an amused coo, sending a little bit of energy through the kiss. The pressure in Cheya’s breasts began to skyrocket, doubling and doubling again! Cheya groaned through the kiss. Something had to give! Something had to- BLOOSH! Suddenly, two enormous torrents of milk erupted out from her, Cheya immediately recoiling from the kiss to let out a massive cry. The magical lips at her nipples continued to stimulate her, keeping the milk coming. Cheya was flabbergasted. There wasn’t just a little bit of milk, there was an entire fucking ocean of it pouring from her covering her breasts and belly. Cheya watched it flow, unable to discern much other than her fat, spreading over the horizon. She was so huge, she had to have filled the city by this point, with no signs of stopping anytime soon! And as long as Harmony made it feel so amazing, it wasn’t going to stop at all! “Better?” asked Harmony, seeing the delight in Cheya’s eyes. “Mmmmhmmmm….mhm…” nodded Cheya, unable to muster words past a whimper. “You know, I realized something…” said Harmony, trailing off. “H-hm?” cooed Cheya, her eyes alight with curiosity. “I’ve made you so fucking fat...what looks to be hundreds of millions of pounds...enough that you can be seen from space...and all without giving you a single morsel of food to eat! I mean, half the fun of getting fat is being able to eat, right? And besides, with such a big gut, you MUST be famished!” asked Harmony. Cheya moaned in response. She hadn’t thought about it until now, but she was quite hungry… “But I don’t have anything for you to eat...nothing for you to fill that need with…” pouted Harmony. Cheya whimpered helplessly. Surely there had to be something! “Well...I do know of one thing…” said Harmony, her eyes glowing as magic began to flow from her. Cheya’s eyes widened with shock. If she hadn’t been fattening Harmony up all this time, Cheya would have found her quite intimidating! The display was fantastic enough to distract Cheya from the sensation that the milk surging from her nipples wasn’t making contact with her stomach anymore… “You know what would make you grow quicker?” asked Harmony. Cheya waited anxiously for the answer. Harmony moved aside, just in time for a giant stream to shoot into Cheya’s mouth. Cheya’s cheeks bulged, and she let out a muffled cry as the stream began to pour down her throat. Cheya felt a wave of perverse pleasure as she realized what it was. “Your milk...flowing into you like a river…” said Harmony, finishing the rhyme. Cheya couldn’t believe it. Harmony had caused her to lactate, and now she was using the milk to stuff Cheya full! The spell on her nipples was still going strong, making it feel like they were still being sucked on, drawing out more and more of the thick, creamy milk for Harmony to use against her. Cheya’s stomach quickly filled, but she still gulped it down as Harmony watched on lovingly. “Maybe I should have just brought you a lot of food to begin with...from the looks of it, you’d just eat yourself fat!” giggled Harmony, watching the countless gallons of milk push through Cheya’s lips, little drips dribbling down her numerous chins. “How does it feel? You’re such a fatass now...so big and round...so full of milk...and you just keep getting bigger! How much more can you possibly take?!” asked Harmony. Cheya’s eyes fluttered for a moment, a naughty, deep joy running through her. She didn’t know, but she sure as hell wanted to find out! “And everybody can see you...every little jiggle...every growing roll of fat...every drop of milk, coming from those enormous udders you call tits, and the rock-hard nipples upon them...it must be so embarrassing to be so exposed…” taunted Harmony. Cheya shivered. It was true! Everybody with a set of eyeballs could see her! Big, fat, naked Cheya, for the world to see. She should be embarrassed! She should be absolutely mortified, begging Harmony to stop! She...she... She didn’t care! Harmony could keep fattening her up until she was the ONLY thing that anybody could see, and she couldn’t give a damn! Not so long as Harmony just kept doing what she was doing, and giving Cheya the biggest pleasure she had ever felt! “Hmmm...that didn’t slow you down one bit, did it?” smiled Harmony, Cheya blushing proudly. Harmony ran a finger across Cheya’s inflated cheek. “Such a big appetite...and twice that in girth! Perfect to make as big as the Earth!” chanted Harmony. Suddenly, the sucking feeling on her nipples grew unbearably strong, the milk erupting even faster from her breasts. And each additional drop got caught in Harmony’s spell, sending it all flying towards Cheya’s mouth! Cheya let out a loud, lustful moan as it all hit her, causing fat to pour from her like a mighty wave. She was just a massive cow! The bigger she got, the more milk she made! The more milk she made, the more there was for Harmony to use to fatten her up with! And Cheya just kept greedily gulping away, her appetite, both for milk and for the pleasure, proving to be insatiable. “You were so opposed to all of this when you were just starting out...but now that we’ve eased you into it, you don’t seem to mind too much, do you?” asked Harmony. Cheya shook her head. Are you full yet?” asked Harmony. Cheya shook her head. “Is it too much? Do you want to stop?” asked Harmony. Cheya shook her head. “Do you ever want to stop?” There was a tense moment as Cheya’s mind raced. Finally, she slowly shook her head. “Good girl…” said Harmony, giving Cheya a kiss on the cheek. Cheya felt a blush come over her as she continued drinking. “You’re all mine...mine to fatten up...mine to blow up like a fucking balloon...you’re going to do what I say…” said Harmony, nibbling at Cheya’s ear. Cheya gasped, feeling an intense wave of arousal, and an unbearable heat between her thighs. The sudden dominant tone that Harmony had was making Cheya’s heart flutter! Nobody had spoken to her like this! It was...it was exhilarating! Cheya could only nod her head weakly, still drinking, still getting fatter from Harmony’s magic and her own milk. “You’re going to drink...you’re going to grow...I’m going to fill you up ‘til you blow!” commanded Harmony, kissing Cheya’s cheek a third time. Cheya cried out as her body worked to fulfill Harmony’s wishes. The milk flowed faster and faster, working to quench Cheya’s thirst, and to satisfy Harmony’s desires. Arcs of magical energy danced across Cheya’s skin, the spells going into overdrive. “MMMMMMMMMM! MMMMMMMMMMM!” cried Cheya, practically sobbing as she grew beyond her wildest dreams, beyond her naughtiest fantasies, beyond all control! She was so fucking massive, so immensely full! Cheya didn’t know how much more she could possibly take, a thought that tantalized her to no end. She had to know, she had to find out! Harmony could feel Cheya’s arousal radiating from her, a giant sun exuding a burning pleasure. Harmony snapped her fingers, bringing the milk to a screeching halt. “What’s wrong? Already feeling a bit full? Already feeling like you’re going to blow?” asked Harmony, faking a pout. Cheya panted longingly, unable to hide it. “I-it’s too much! I’m too big! I...I...o-oh God, I’m soooooooooo close…!” gasped Cheya, her carnal desperation getting the best of her. “Hmmmmm...and what should I do about it?” asked Harmony, leaning in close, reveling in the sparkles dancing across Cheya’s eyes. “F-finish me off…” begged Cheya. “Finish you off? You’ve been such a greedy piggy! Just look at yourself! You’ve gone from a small, thin little thing, to this! A giant, wobbling, jiggling hamplanet! And you want me to get you off? If anything, I should be punishing you!” teased Harmony. Cheya’s eyes tried to roll into the back of her head, but she wasn’t there, not yet. “P-please...d-do it…” begged Cheya. This entire time, Harmony had been dominating her, forcing her to become so fat! What was just a little more, what was just an extra little push? “Well, I’ve come this far, filled you to the top. If that’s what you want, I’ll gladly make you pop…” relented Harmony, leaning in and giving Cheya one more tiny kiss. “Oh God...oh God...oh...ooooooooh...OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!” shrieked Cheya. This was it, she had done it now! Harmony was going to bring her to the brink of her sanity, make her lose her mind! But she still didn’t cum! She was constantly growing closer, but she never crossed the threshold, never got that extra little push she longed for. “H-Harmony! P-pop me like a balloon...b-burst me like a blimp! I-I’ve gotten too big and fat, you have to punish me!” begged Cheya. Harmony smiled, snapping her fingers. Suddenly, the milk shot back into her mouth, giving her the final push she needed. “MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!” cried Cheya, cumming harder than she ever had in her life. She was unbearably full, the pressure so incredible that it was amazing Cheya hadn’t blown to pieces yet! But it just kept building, and building, and building! Cheya was at her limits. She couldn’t possibly take any more! She...she...she……. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Hmm...mmmmm….oooooh....” whimpered Cheya, stirring lightly as she felt fingers brushing up and down her face. “H-huh…?” sighed Cheya, coming back into consciousness. Harmony was laying down, giving Cheya an excellent view of the witch’s cleavage. They looked into each other’s eyes for a moment. “Hey there. Looks like you had a little more fun than you could handle…” said Harmony, tracing a circle with her finger in Cheya’s fat. “I...I’m so big…” stammered Cheya, “I...I can’t believe I didn’t burst…” “There would be no fun in that...I love my women unfathomably massive, but still in one piece…” joked Harmony. And unfathomably massive Cheya had become. She was cosmic at size now, planets floating around her in their celestial dance. She was immeasurable in weight now, a giant ball of fat that defied all the laws of common sense. Cheya and Harmony had been alone in the library before. But now they were alone by what must have been lightyears’ of distance from anybody else. “Now that we’re all by our lonesome, would you like to have a little bit of fun?’ asked Harmony. “Y-you mean...make me even bigger…?” asked Cheya, a bit taken aback. “Not quite yet...making you this big took a LOT of energy...I’ll have to rest a bit before we continue. I was thinking a little something else…” said Harmony. “O-oh? What would that b-MMPF!” gasped Cheya, Harmony cutting her off with a big kiss. Cheya waited, anticipating a spark. A spell. A torrent of energy through the kiss. But nothing came. Harmony was just enjoying Cheya’s plump lips, catching them in a kiss and not letting go. “Mmmmm…” moaned Cheya, kissing back. They held the kiss, each of them enjoying the other’s company, and the vast expanse of soft, warm fat that Cheya had become...