Candyland - by Forgotten_Futures - {~BBW, ~BHM, Fantasy, Magic, ~XWG}

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Forgotten_Futures

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Author's Note: I thought I'd try something a little different this time. I don't remember what gave me this idea, but I thought ya'll might like it.



Intro: A grandmother's board game has some magical effects on its two new players...

"Oh wow, you remember playing this when we were kids?" Sarah turned to her boyfriend of 3 years and handed back the old board game she'd found in her late grandmother's attic.

And then comes the sequel, here.


Rayne blew off a layer of dust. "Candyland?

Sarah gave him a critical look. "Would it hurt for you to be indulgent for once?"

Rayne gave her a sidelong glance. A few months ago he'd finally decided to tell Sarah how he felt about fatness, and she'd taken it surprisingly well. Sarah was a bit above average height, 5' 7", and right around 140 lbs. He thought it might be a bit more, but she wouldn't tell him. She had a daily cardio routine, so she was fit and had some muslce tone that gave her her shapely legs and arms. But over this muscle was a dedicated sheath of fat, not thick, but enough that she was soft and smooth in his hands rather than hard and tough. She didn't like to show her middle, which had nothing to do with the soft little belly she had; she just didn't like it out in the air in public. No such qualms about her arms or legs though, which would explain the tank top and short shorts she was wearing, giving him a nice look at the bottoms of her round butt cheeks.

But this was all so very inconsequential. Along with flat out refusing to try and gain, though promising she wouldn't try to lose either if she did manage to add a pound here and there, she wanted HIM to gain weight. This threw him back a step, because it actually explained the past months fairly well, the little gifts, asking him to finish her plate in restaurants...

Of course, that was all but never happening. Rayne's father had told him he'd been named after a character in some war related fiction he'd worked with a bunch of people on once when he was a kid. He'd done his best to live up the the nature of that name, and it was evident. He was all muscle, but by no means dumb, defying the "all brawn no brains" concept. He ate like an elephant, but his metabolsim and weight training kept any trace of spare fat off him.

"Oh fine, we can play a game."

"Yay!" Sarah crowed, jumping up and down, almost forgetting she was on a ladder. Sometimes Rayne wondered if there weren't a bolt lose in his girlfriend's head.

They headed downstairs and cleared a space amid the boxes. Sarah's grandmother had recently passed away, and there was now the onerous task of packing up all the junk she'd collected over the years and filing it away as trash, keeps, and things-to-sell. Sarah's grandmother had been an odd one, and the family, with help from Rayne, had come across some strange things already.

Setting out the game board, Sarah handed Rayne the cards. She was no good at shuffling, but Rayne did it expertly, slapping the deck down like a Poker dealer right on Lord Licorice's snooty form. He pulled out a gingerbread man and Sarah grabbed one for herself. They set them both at start.

"You go first." Rayne said after they both read through the brief rules, and Sarah drew a card.

"Red? Aww man, that's a horrible start."

Rayne went next and pulled up a green card. Sarah's next card turned out to be a picture card, displaying a Candy Cane.

"Oh, that is so cheap," Rayne griped. Sarah smiled and slid her piece over to the candy cane space. As she set it down, she could practically taste the sweet peppermint sliding down her tongue. Her shorts suddenly felt tight, and she squirmed around to adjust them. Rayne caught sight of her movement, and also the bit of a plump belly hanging over her waistband, pushing her tank top up and out of the way. Her thighs had swollen, and seemed as though they were errupting from the short legs of her shorts. The fabric was puckered around her hips, and the back had been pulled down by a fatter ass, exposing the tip of her butt crack. Her top looked a bit tighter, though not too much; Sarah had always shown more of a tendency to gain weight below and around her waist. Aside from the tightness, she seemed oblivious to what had happened, and he wasn't about to clue her in.

It was Rayne's turn, and he managed a double purple, putting him three spaces aft of his newly plump girlfriend. Sarah followed suit with a light blue, then Rayne a red, Sarah a yellow, Rayne a green, and Sarah a purple. She crowed as she took the shortcut.

Rayne scowled and pulled a picture card. It showed a gumdrop. He slid his piece onto the spot, and tasted flavored sugar. His teeth ached like he had just eaten a whole bag of ju-jubes, and he felt air where he normally wouldn't. He looked down to see his belly, outstripping his T-shirt, propped on the edge of his short's waistband, similar to Sarah's only bigger. He thought he felt a little bit of a new quiver in his arms too, as he settled back. Somewhere, he knew this should feel wrong, but it seemed perfectly natural at the moment. Sarah gazed at his belly, feeling herself grow wet.

"Your turn, Sarah."

Sarah snapped out of her trance and pulled up a yellow card. "Stuck on the Gooey Gumdrops. Well, looks like you might get ahead after all." Sarah looked smugly at Rayne, although he knew she was faking. What wasn't faking, was her body as it slowly swelled. Every moment seemed to add more to her form. By the time she got another yellow card, he was already one space from the peanut brittle picture spot, and Sarah had changed a lot.

The first thing to go was her shorts. It happened slowly, and he savored ever minute. First her button, already stressed from the last bit of growth, popped off, flying across the board to slap Rayne's belly, before it came to rest on Lord Licorice's castle. Her belly, unrestrained, forced the zipper down the little bit it would move, pushing aside the flaps it once held together. He heard a loud ripping, and saw her butt cheeks bulging out through the space the pockets once held on the backside of her shorts. Finally they gave up the ghost, her hips each rending through the side seams, spilling out and widening on the floor like pancake batter poured onto a hot griddle. The front of her shorts lay on top of her expanding lower body, keeping her crotch covered as her thighs grew to fill the space around them, joined by her calves. Even her breasts grew enough to pull her top down and forwards, exposing a line of cleavage. She didn't seem the least bothered by her growth. After removing her piece from the stuck space, she scooted back and lay down on her belly, supporting herself on her elbows, beautiful ass sticking up in the air like twin balloons, legs stuck out behind her and touching all the way down to her ankles.

Rayne was sweating as he pulled the next card: a picture of a snowflake. Almost before he got his gingerbread man on the pink space he felt a chill fill his mouth, sluice down his throat, and pour into his belly - which, by the way, was very suddenly in his lap, the burst button of his shorts hidden under the mammoth gut. The hem of his shirt rested on top of it, and his arms quaked with fat. He could feel a second chin when he opened his mouth, and he saw fat fingers reach to grab another card after Sarah took hers, which, it happens, deposited her right on the peanut brittle.

The rich taste of peanuts swimming in sugar syrup danced over Sarah's tongue, and she felt her right hip edge up against a box a foot from her body. Her hips were now easily three feet wide, her ass bulging two feet into the air. The balloons had been overfilled, but there was not a hint of cellulite upon them. Her thighs grew into small tree trunks, her calves thick branches, knees surrounded by enough fat to look more like fleshy soccer balls. Her feet swaddled themselves in fat, giving her a wider base to stand upon, and for once her belly did not grow that much, while her breasts grew plump and heavy and dropped towards the ground, snapping her bra and forcing her tank top to bunch up around them lest it die too. Her body was covered in a sheen of sweat, partly from her fatness, but partly due to her arousal from the sight of Rayne's body, and the feel of her own.

Rayne looked his girlfriend over and nearly abondoned the game, but he was afraid she'd be angry, so he drew another card and found himself back at Princess Lolly's space. If he could have seen himself from Sarah's point of view, he may have laughed. His face was heavy with fat, thick jowls framing a triple chin, which merged with his thick neck and rested on his chest. His shirt was stretched tightly across his upper chest, and he had sprouted a pair of man-boobs, sagging down to rest on his belly. Or rather, on the bunched up hem of his shirt, which rested on his belly. The impossibly fat gut absolutely filled his lap, a stairstep of rolls, a layer of flapjacks, each one smaller than the one below it. The bottom-most layer puddled softly on thickened thighs, filling the gap between them and hiding well his lower body, as he sat Indian style. Only his ankles and feet were visible beyond the edge of the mountain of belly. To try and balance the load in front, his ass had finally grown and demolished his shorts in the back, spreading out softly, unlike Sarah's solid, perky cheeks.

A fat handful of cards later, both had their eyes glued on the other. They'd both gotten stuck in the swamp within moments of each other, and both felt as though their bodies were filling with thick, sludgy molasses.
Rayne watched as Sarah's lower body widened further, wedging her between a box and some furniture, creeping up the sides of the obstacles, her ass growing farther towards the ceiling, her thighs thickening further, as a candle dipped in wax again and again adds layer upon layer. Her upper half finally saw some serious fattening as her belly swelled, pushing her off the ground, even as her breasts grew heavy, almost as though they literally were filling with molasses. Her belly couldn't grow fast enough to keep her breasts from ripping free of her top and landing with a wet plop on the ground in front of the game board. Her arms grew fat, first the biceps, then her forearms, her hands spreading out like melting butter, fingers swelling up like hotdogs cooking in the microwave. Her cheeks grew chubby, then fat, until she could pass for a chipmunk if viewed only above the neck, her chin growing seconds, then thirds.

Rayne, on the other side of the board, was swelling as well. First his breasts bloated, ripping through his shirt and spreading over the top of his belly. His fat rear shelved up like his front, layers of pancake rolls filling the floor behind him, hips beginning to widen, pulling his legs apart, making more room for his thighs and belly to grow into in front of him. His arms grew larger, mimicking Sarah's thighs, his fingers becoming so swollen he could hardly separate them. His quivering jowls puddled on his chest along with his fifth chin, neck completely lost in mounds of fat.

As they continued to grow, Rayne and Sarah were frantically pulling cards off the deck. Having reached such a large size, they became well aware of their situation but were too frantic to even think of simply moving the pieces. One after the other, they pulled red cards, then an orange and blue card, respectively. They reached for the last two cards at the same time. Both were purple. They moved their pieces to the castle and sat back, exhausted.

A few hours later Sarah's sister and her boyfriend pulled up to her grandmother's house and went inside. They paused at the doorway to the den, peering curiously at the shredded clothing lying on the floor and the game board between it. "Hey, isn't that Candyland?"

"Yeah. Fancy a game while we wait for your parents?"

"Sure!" As she set down her things on a nearby couch, she completely missed the two children painted by the START winking knowingly at each other. They sat down and pulled out game pieces, placing them at start...

And then comes the sequel, here

 

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It is a nice premise but I feel the story was a bit rushed. I mean it all happened really fast. But again I say the plot is good. I would of never of thought of a story like that. Nice work.
 

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Hrmm... I was afraid there would be too much monotony if I made it too much longer...
 

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Well if I may make a suggestion.

Why not have it where the characters are transported to the world itself and they meet all the characters and along the way get fatter and then at the very end they return to the real word with their new bodies?
 

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Hmm... I do not wish to rewrite what exists... however I did leave the ending... circuituously open... so I may well do that =P.
 

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I have always enjoyed your works, and this is one of my favotites. It's always interesting when concepts like this are turned into Weight fiction.
 
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