The lavish bedroom of the fairy godmother, Tante Flair, was a scene of decadent indulgence. The plush bed, adorned with satin pillows and velvet throws, was occupied by three high-maintenance, haughty women - Elli, Jackie, and Amelia. Their bodies, already starting to show the effects of Tante Flair's magical feeding, were round and distended, a testament to the fairy godmother's powers.
Elli, her belly round and heavy, groaned as she rubbed her swollen stomach. "Ugh, Tante Flair, I can't take it anymore. My gut is going to burst," she complained, her voice laced with irritation.
Jackie, her thighs thick and heavy, struggled to sit up, her breath coming in short gasps. "Shut up, Elli. At least you're not carrying all your weight in your legs like I am," she snapped, her tone sharp.
Amelia, her body soft and doughy, tried to do some exercises to alleviate her discomfort but quickly gave up, her face flushed and sweaty. "I can't even do a simple squat anymore. I'm such a failure," she lamented, her voice dripping with self-pity.
Tante Flair entered the room, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she took in the sight of her plumping guests. "Oh, my dear girls, you have no idea how delighted I am to see you like this," she said, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
Elli, Jackie, and Amelia exchanged irritated glances, their annoyance at their own predicament growing. Tante Flair continued, "I've been working so hard to fatten you up, and it seems like my efforts are paying off. Just look at you!" she exclaimed, gesturing to their expanding forms.
Elli, feeling self-conscious about her size, tried to suck in her stomach, but it was no use. She'd become too large for her clothes. "I can't even fit into my jeans anymore," she grumbled, her voice tinged with frustration.
Jackie, her legs aching from the weight, snapped back, "At least you can still wear your pants. I can barely wiggle into mine."
Amelia, her self-esteem at an all-time low, chimed in, "And I can't even do a simple exercise without feeling like I'm going to pass out."
Tante Flair, enjoying their bickering, continued to encourage their weight gain, "Oh, my dears, you have nothing to worry about. You're becoming so voluptuous, so womanly. It's a beautiful sight to behold."
The three women, now fully aware of their transformation, couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust at their own bodies. Tante Flair, sensing their discomfort, decided to up the ante. "I think it's time for a little treat. I have something special planned for you," she said, her voice dripping with anticipation.
Elli, Jackie, and Amelia exchanged worried glances, their apprehension growing. The chapter ended with Tante Flair leaving the room, a wicked glint in her eye, as the three women were left to stew in their own self-loathing and frustration.
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