Slobby Aether Paradise (Patreon)

WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS: Lillie, Wicke, and Lusamine (Pokemon) USSBBW Slobification (Weight Gain, Burping, and Farting)

WORDS: 9000

With the Aether Foundation a shadow of its former self, Wicke reaches out to Lillie and Lusamine to join her as fellow test subjects for a new food supplement. Though the additives rapidly increase their girth and gas, their worries about their slobby bodies diminishes as their size increases. Eventually, they learn to appreciate the "gifts" provided by their blobby bodies.

This story was for an anonymous commissioner.

Commission Info: https://www.deviantart.com/eyebeast/journal/Commission-Info-615442807

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            At a glance, nothing seemed to have changed about Aether Paradise in the years following the Ultra Beasts incident. The manmade island in the middle of Alola’s waters was supposed to be a beacon of hope for people and Pokémon alike. That was before the ambitions of the Foundation’s leader sent both the organization and the entire region into havoc. Even after multiple years, the facility lack of funding was evidenced by the sparse number of employees that kept it running.

            Walking through one of the pristine, white halls, Lillie could immediately sense the eerie emptiness that permeated the area. Despite being twenty years remove from being a small child, the young woman still whipped around her blonde hair with the expectation to see a ghost around the corner. While her green eyes didn’t catch any sight of spirits, that still left her uneasy as all she could hear was the echoing sound of her own footsteps. The sound acted as a final warning sign alongside her anxious feelings to turn back from her inevitable reunion.

            After boarding the central elevator and reaching the bottommost floor, Lillie stepped out to see a familiar, friendly face. Wicke was as eye-catching as ever with her pair of wide-rimmed pink glass and head of poofy, black hair. While she was adorned in the whites most common with Aether Foundation staff, she further stood out with the hole in the center that showed off the pink sweater squeezed around her ample bosom.

            “Lillie,” Wicke said, clicking her high-heeled boots as she approached. “It’s so good to see you again. I hope the boat ride over here wasn’t too bad.”

            “Thank you, but I did just fine,” Lillie replied. “The only problem was that a leak in the hull got some of my luggage wet.”

            “That explains your, um, choice in clothing.”

            Lillie let out a sigh as she reflected on the sparse options she had available. Whether she liked it or not, she was back in her old attire of a white dress and sun hat. It was an outfit she had worn often in the past but had stored it away for a long time after leaving Aether Paradies. Even if she managed to hold onto some of her individuality thanks to her hair being tied into a single braid in the front, there was an undeniable uncomfortableness to her appearance.

            “Where is she?” Lillie asked, clutching her hand around the bag hanging from her shoulder

            “Already in the testing chamber,” Wicke answered, gesturing for the young woman to follow her. “I’m sorry to ask this, but have you been able to speak with her recently?”

            “We… tried to patch things up,” Lillie replied as she deliberately slowed her pace. “But there’s still something we haven’t fully gotten over. It’s like there’s an enormous weight hanging on both of us that never let go. Hopefully by the end of this, we can finally get a semblance of a normal relationship.”

            “Thank you, Lillie,” Wicke said with a bow. “Not only for participating in the experiment, but for also giving it a chance to make up with your mother.”

            “I just hope I don’t regret it,” Lillie commented as they stepped into the next room.

            The testing chamber was a simple, sterile white room. In the center sat a simple table to match the white décor, surrounded by three chairs. Three covered platters had been placed prior to the pair’s arrival, no doubt containing the focus for the day’s experiment. While Lillie was intrigued by whatever Wicke had prepared, her attention was mainly taken up by the woman sitting at the opposite end of the table.

            Upon noticing Lillie step into the room, Lusamine stood up from her seat. While she had the same hair color as her daughter, she had meticulously styled the locks into a long curtain that simultaneously covered up half her face and reached past her yellow-tinted, white skirt. The black diamond embedded on the chest of her white dress called back to both her immense wealth and the air of luxury she carried about with her. Her appearance and commanding attitude had been crucial for her former position as the director of the Aether Foundation. That was before her own ambition sullied both the organization’s reputation, as well as the relationship between her and her daughter.

            “Hello, Lillie,” Lusamine said, the awkward tint to her voice a far cry from her former self.

            “Hello… mother,” Lillie answered, feeling like she could cut through the thick atmosphere between them with a knife.

            “Hmm, I suppose we can save a warmer welcome for later,” Wicke commented. “For now, take your places at the table and we can begin the experiment!”

            “About that,” Lillie said as she took her seat at the table. “I don’t fully understand what the purpose of this test is. All you could mention was that it involved a new form of food supplement.”

            Lusamine let out a sigh as she sat back down in her chair. “I apologize for being so secretive about it. In the wake of the foundation’s fall from grace, rival companies have been emboldened to steal our inventions now more than ever. Makes them believe they have a moral imperative to take from us.”

            Lillie furrowed her brow as she glared at her mother. “So secretive that you couldn’t tell your own daughter?”

            “Only because this is a revolutionary product,” Wicke was quick to jump in to avoid a fight. “What we’ve been able to create is a new type of food supplement. Just a small dosage is enough to fulfill any person’s caloric intake for a full day. If this succeeds, the standard person should be able to cut the food budget, for both them and their Pokémon, in half or even more.”

            “The only problem,” Lusamine spoke up, “is that we need to put the additive through proper testing. Specifically, how it reacts to human biology.”

            “We’ve already gave samples to a group of Snorlax,” Wicke stated. “There didn’t appear to be any ill side effects, but we still need to know how it reacts to our own stomachs.”

            “Since we no longer have droves of people lining up to volunteer,” Lusamine carried on, “our only option is to use what few employees are willing to test themselves. In this case, just Wicke and myself.”

            “I know this is a bit sudden,” Wicke resumed, “and it’s a bit troublesome to be so secretive about the nature of the experiment, but this could do some real good. Both for the Aether Foundation and the world at large.”

            “I… well… “ was all that Lillie could manage to say.

            “I know that we are asking a lot from you,” Lusamine spoke up. “In the past, my old self would have pushed you into this without a second thought. But I’m not that same person anymore. I want to do what’s best for you. That means not forcing you take on the burden for my sake.”

           Reaching across the table, she tried to offer up her hand to Lillie. Though her daughter was unwilling to grasp it, the gesture was still seen as a sign of progress. “If you don’t want to continue with the experiment, I’ll understand,” Lusamine finished as she withdrew her arm.

           “Might be a while until we can proceed with testing though,” Wicke spoke up with a worried shake of her head. “No telling if someone would come along before the foundation’s funding fully dries up.”

           “I… suppose a few bites wouldn’t hurt,” Lillie relented, unsure of exactly what she was getting herself into.

           “Thank you so much!” Wicke said, looking like she was about to jump out of her chair with joy. “Then allow me to reveal our first product for testing.”

           As the cover was lifted off, the coldness of the chamber was overshadowed by a pleasant warmth and sweet smell. Once the steam dissipated, the women were able to see the stack of malasadas that laid there. Poking a curious finger into one of the powdered sugar-covered, fried dough balls, Lillie was a bit put off by the dark green ooze that leaked out from one of the holes. While she spent a few moments just to stare at the strange substance, that didn’t stop her mother from reaching out to try a malasada for herself.

           “Excellent work on this batch,” Lusamine commented once she had swallowed her first bite. “I hope it wasn’t too difficult working the supplement into the recipe.”

           “It was no trouble at all,” Wicke replied, helping herself to her own serving of the fried dough. Taking a large bite, she had to pause in order to wipe the lingering cream from around her lips. “I just followed a simple recipe where I substituted jelly-filling for the additive.”

           Watching the pair of women casually eat through the experimental malasadas as if they were any other meal helped to lessen Lillie’s anxiety. Picking out the smallest of the fried dough balls from the pile, she took a small nibble. Her bite was rewarded with a delicious, sweet flavor that spread across her tongue. Though she had eaten a fair number of malasadas before thanks to her friends’ insistence, she had never tasted one so good.

           Gobbling up the rest of her first serving, Lillie helped herself to another. In between taking more bites, she watched as Lusamine and Wicke did the same. While the older women had started off with comments regarding the formula, both of them seemed to be more involved with eating.

           Glancing back at the platter so see how few malasadas remained, Lillie leaned forward with the intention of getting just a few more before they were gone. Her stretch became disrupted as part of her body hit up against the table. Reeling back from the sudden collision, she got to re-taste some of her sweet meal as a belch rolled up her throat. In the wake of the small UUUURRPP echoing through the room, she could feel the cause of the outburst in the form of the small belly bulge pushing up against the mid-section of her dress.

            A second BWOOOORRRPPP emanating from the table swiftly took Lillie’s attention from her overstuffed gut. Lifting her head up, she saw a similar protrusion sticking out from Wicke’s coat to coincide with the red flush on her cheeks. Before the black-haired woman could excuse her outburst a third, much more powerful belch burst out. Turning towards the source in unison, Lillie and Wicke almost couldn’t believe their eyes once they saw Lusamine’s mouth close.

            “E-excuse me,” Lusamine said, first towards the others and then towards herself once she noticed her own potbelly.

            “Interesting,” Wicke said as she continued to poke at her gut. “I didn’t see this with the Snorlax UUUURRPP earlier.”

            “H-how long is this going to BWWOOOOOOORRRRRPPP last?” Lillie asked.

            “It’s probably only temporary indigestion,” Wicke replied. “That and us going a little too hard on the malasadas. If nothing else, I’m glad you enjoyed UUUURRPP them.”

            “Thank you,” Lusamine said as she stood up, balancing her gut within her hands. “I’m… going to go take care of OOOUUUURRRRPP this. I’ll meet with you again in the lab later to go over the data.”

            “Will do,” Wicke said, busying herself with cleaning the table while Lillie and Lusamine went their separate ways to take care of the aftermath of their “little” indulgence.

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            Hearing her alarm clock go off, Lillie let out a deep groan. Forced to open up her eyes, she managed to get her hand to randomly slap against the button to stop the sound from blaring in her ears. Met with the sight of her old bedroom, she wanted nothing more than to fall back asleep for the sake of believing that she was anywhere else. Unfortunately for her, a hungry growl from her stomach demanded that she get her day started.

            Lillie answered her stomach’s desires by tossing off her sheets and rolling out of bed. Shuffling over towards the bathroom, she turned on the lights and momentarily blinded herself. As her vision returned to her, she couldn’t help focusing on the image of something heavy before her. Once her sight was fully restored, her green eyes went wide awake as she once more had to face what Wicke’s experiments had done to her body.

            The skinny figure Lillie used to take pride in had been enveloped by 200 extra pounds of fat. While the pajamas she was wearing were originally oversized to provide extra comfort, they were now poorly stretched across her body. The garment did manage to cover up some of the heft of her bosom, but at the cost of leaving the bottom part of her doughy belly exposed. A similar tale had her pants straining to stay intact as they dealt with both her widened hips and bubble butt.

            Lifting up her arm and seeing the fat hanging from it, Lillie still couldn’t believe that this all happened over the course of a month. Reality hit her hard as a rumbling sensation different from her hunger struck her mid-section. Clasping the edges of the sink, she clenched her teeth as she tried to will the pressure away. Yet again, her body rebelled against her by sending out her gas in the form of a squeaky PHHHHRRRRTTTTT to pollute the bathroom with a rancid fart.

            Stumbling out of her own stink cloud, the young woman tried to think of something else to get her mind off of her digestive issues. Going through her paces, she tossed off her sleeping attire to put on some decent clothes. However, her options were still limited to the wardrobe her mother had altered in order to better accommodate her larger form. In this case, a copy of the same white dress she wore on the day of the experiment. Albeit, with a myriad of different food stains clinging to it.

            “I forgot to wash this again?” Lillie asked herself as she looked over the formerly white fabric. “What is going on with my-BWOOOOOORRRRRPPP!”

            Shuddering from one of her frequent belches, Lillie got a whiff of her fumes creeping into her main room. Rather than linger around to get her nostrils burned up, she hurried to get herself dressed. Managing to get her hat on just as her backside forced out another BRRRRRAAAAAAAPPP to further contaminate the room, she stomped out of her room at full speed.

            Lillie’s initial plan was to rush over from the house to the lab as fast as possible. In her case, this meant a slow shuffle that could only outrun a Slowpoke. However, she had to stop herself on multiple occasions whenever she saw one of the few Aether employees wandering around the grounds. At the start, Wicke and Lusamine had been delighted to have people volunteering once more. However, this was at the dire cost of having more eyes around to see what the initial test runs of the food additives had done to her.

            Even if the employees were trying to be polite as they passed, it was hard for them to fully cover up the revulsion on their faces once they got a whiff of Lillie. As they quickly walked away, she had no doubt that they were comparing her obese figure to their own memories of her. While for the most part she was able to contain her gas during these encounters, a dire mistake ensured that everyone was aware of her worsening issues.

            “How did I forget to shower again?” Lillie muttered to herself after she made a pair of women gag on her stench. “It’s fine. I’ll just be sure to wash up after breakfast.”

            Descending towards the experiment chamber, the aura of stink that surrounded Lillie gave way to a much more pleasant aroma. Pulled in by the promise of her morning meal, she picked up the pace of her waddling. Uncaring of the sound of her flesh slapping together echoing through the corridor, she managed to enter the chamber just as the last food tray was being placed on the table. While she would have loved to dive straight towards the spread of bacon, sausage, eggs, and other breakfast dishes, her own mind forced her to address her fellow victims of the corruptive supplement.

            Helping herself to a platter of malasadas similar to the ones that started off their problems, Wicke kept her bespectacled eyes focused on a clipboard of notes in her hands. As focused as she was on looking over her own scribbles, her messy eating demanded that she had to divert her attention to her body. Specifically towards the dollops of jelly that kept slipping from her lips to sink into the hole torn in the center of her shirt meant to provide her heavier breasts some breathing room. With a sigh, she relented in finally taking care of the spilled goop before it could sink into the crevasses of the flabby gut she had left hanging out for them all to see. Her attempts to rid of herself of the jelly came to a halt as an abrupt PHHHHRTTTT slipped out of her double rear to add to the creaks of her overstrained chair.

            “Excuse UUURRP me,” Wicke said, as she dabbed her pudgy lips clean with a napkin.

            Wicke’s outburst was quickly forgotten as the room was filled with a loud and pungent BRRRRAAAAAAAAPPPP. The source was made clear once Lusamine settled her meaty ass cheeks back onto the pair of seats she had claimed for herself. While she still wore her usual, high-class clothing, any adjustments she had made for her body were minimal at best. If anything, her outfit seemed to be specifically targeted to show off the heft of her bulbous, 300-pound belly and her matching set of engorged tits. As the others reeled at the stench of her gas, she seemed content to stuff herself with more breakfast burritos to add further fuel to her disrupted stomach.

            “Excellent BWOOOOOOORRRRRP work on breakfast this morning,” Lusamine commented. Reaching into her pocket, she opened up a vial of a familiar green liquid to pour over her next bite. “Just needs a little something extra.”

            “Ms. Lusamine, what did I tell you about those additives?” Wicke asked. “Without proper alterations, continuing to consume it will worsen your UUUUURRPP condition.”

            Lusamine leaned over again to aim a brunt BRRAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPP directly towards Wicke. “So?”

            “Mother, what’s gotten into you?” Lillie asked while covering up her face from the rancid smell. “You don’t seem like yourself.”

            Stopping mid-bite, the former directors wiped her face clean with the back of her pudgy hand. “To be honest, I’ve been feeling more like my old self than before. I can still remember the UUUUURRRPP days when the Aether Foundation was at its peak.” Leaning her head down and stretching out her mouth, she took another helping of her burrito to refuel her energy. “While it may be for a different reason now, there’s a certain UUUUURRRPPP thrill to getting people to heed my every order again.”

            “I thought we were trying to move away from that version of yourself?” Lillie pointed out.

            “I assure you, I have no intention of going back to my old BWOOOOOORRRPP ways,” Lusamine replied, picking off chunks of meat from the table to pop into her mouth. “I’m just using those techniques to help our OOOUUUURRRRPPP research.”

            “Could you at least explain why you’re intentionally worsening your condition at least?” Wicke asked, doing a poor job of hiding the gleam of curiosity behind her eyes.

            “I think it’s something you two will understand in BWOOOOORRRPP time,” Lusamine answered as she reached out for another burrito. “For now, let’s just enjoy our breakfast.”

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            As much as Lillie wanted to keep out of the view of the Aether Foundation employees, an urgent message from Wicke had forced her to leave the privacy of the mansion. Though she had spent several months living at the facility, she had some trouble navigating through its corridors. Part of it was her purposefully taking less populated routes in order to avoid as much human contact as possible. However, her main mobility problem came from her own body’s inability to deal with her increasing appetite.

            Now at a staggering 800 pounds, there was little Lillie could do to hide the full extent of her girth. What she was wearing now was a sewn-together gown created from countless dresses she had torn through when attempting to cover up her flabby belly. She still had to contend with nearly dropping her pair of basketball-sized breasts out from her top at a moment’s notice if she wasn’t careful with her movements. However, the biggest issue laid in keeping the pair of chunky, double wide ass cheeks quiet long enough to keep her skirt in place.

            Lillie heard a telltale rumble emanating from the depths of her digestive tract and knew that her time was short. Waddling forward as fast as her thick legs would carry her, she ignored the confused looks of the employees she ran into as he charged past them. Feeling her body quiver from the building pressure, she clenched her fists as she internally begged for herself to hold on for just a bit longer. Upon reaching an empty corridor and turning her thick neck side to side to ensure that she was alone, she finally let it out.

            Leaning her pudgy palms up against a wall, Lillie release the pressure in the form of a billowing BRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPP. The force of the fart lifted up the hem of her skirt to reveal the set of hole-ridden, stretched out panties she had just barely managed to fit around her hips. Before she could move from her spot, another deluge of flatulence came spurting out to let her know that she wasn’t done. While she couldn’t deny the sense of relief that came from the release, it wasn’t worth the stench that surrounded her. Even when she remembered to wash herself, the repeated gassy outbursts ensured that she stunk as bad as a Garbador during most hours of the day.

            “I’ll have to UUUUURRRRPP shower again once this is over,” Lillie told herself, only to recall how little of her body she could fit into the bathtub. “Maybe… this is the day. The day I can stop being such a BWOOORRRP slob.”

            While Wicke hadn’t said much, she did mention that the news she had concerned a way to deal with their degrading conditions. That was why Lillie had been willing to come out and skip her daily ritual of trying to fight back against the hairs that sprouted around her body. If it meant a way to go back to normal, she told herself that she could endure a little humiliation of people seeing the hairs sticking out beneath her arms.

            Reaching the testing chamber, Lillie was stopped at the door by a sound emanating from within. Noises of gassy expulsions and frantic eating had become commonplace in the room ever since their transformations. However, it was another thing entirely to have what sounded like moans emanating from inside. Fearing what may lurk inside, it took a loud cry from Wicke to force Lillie’s hand and push her to waddle forward.

            Whatever image Lillie had in her head of the respectable scientist fell apart upon seeing the woman down on all fours. The position allowed Wicke easy access to the spread of different chunks of roasted meat spread out for her. Each morsel she greedily gobbled up had been doused in the same serum that had given her such a blubbery belly that was currently left bare to press against the floor. The entirety of her hefty form was exposed, everything from her sagging mammaries to her set of chunky ass cheeks.

            Too concerned with seeing the untamed bushels of follicles peeking out from Wicke’s underarms, Lillie didn’t hear the warning sound of the rumbling coming from the indulgent eater. This left her to inhale a pungent gas cloud as a rippling PHHHHHHRRRRRTTT came from Wicke’s backside. While Lillie had to rush to get out of the wake of the noxious fumes, Wicke didn’t move an inch. All she did was crane up her thick neck and purposefully inhale the stench.

            “Sooooo BWOOOOOOOOORRRPPP good,” Wicke said, a euphoric look behind her bespectacled eyes. Too busy basking in the strange pleasure of her release, it took her a few seconds to notice Lillie standing nearby. “Oh! Sorry, I thought I had more time to finish my UUUURRPP meal before you got here.”

            “It’s alright,” called out Lusamine’s voice. “This will make the explanation much easier anyway.”

            If Lusamine’s voice didn’t grab Lillie’s attention, her room-shaking stomps definitely did. Surpassing her daughter’s weight by well over 500 pounds, the director looked like she had been just barely able to squeeze her flab into the room. Each heavy stride came with a cascade of ripples that went up through her triple-wide rear all the way up to jostle her rows of chins. Despite the tremors knocking around her udder-like breasts, she kept them pinned against her belly all thanks to the platter balanced atop them. The tray carried with it another serving of the tainted meat, alongside an empty spot where Lusamine had helped herself to a “small” sampling.

            “You’ve been stuffing her?” Lillie asked.

            “She asked me to,” Lusamine said in response to the accusatory look in her daughter’s eyes. “In fact, she practically begged for BWOOOOOORRRPPPP it.”

            “It’s UUUURRRPP true,” Wicke belched out, taking a moment to lick up stray droplets from her feeding area. “Once Miss OOOUUUUUURRRRRRRPPPP Lusamine told me about how her body has been progressing, I couldn’t help prying further.” Stopping for a moment, she let another BRRRAAAAAAAAPPP blast out of rear and made sure Lillie could hear her moan of pleasure. “Something about just letting yourself go. Becoming a complete UUUUURRPPP slob seems right.”

            “But what about working on a UUUURRPP cure?” Lillie asked, far too worked up to worry about her own gas. “Don’t you want to go back to normal?”

            “There doesn’t appear to be a way to reverse our conditions,” Lusamine spoke up, keeping Wicke content by dumping the entirety of her tray onto the floor for her. “Might as well embrace BWOOOOORRRPPPP it.” Turning herself to the side, she unleashed her own cloud of flatulence towards Wicke to keep her motivated. “After all, it’s our duty to fully explore what these wonderful bodies of ours can UUUUUURRRPPP do.”

            The wicked smile on Lusamine’s face ended up being Lillie’s breaking point. Running as fast as her obese form would allow, she turned back the way she came. Every few steps, she couldn’t stop herself from letting out puff of gas from her wobbling rear. The exhaustion and sweat that begged for her to slow down paled in comparison to her realization of what had become of the two women she used to look up to so much.

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            The gardens around the mansion used to be a serene place where Lillie could destress from her worries about her mother and the world as a whole. Now it was one of the few places on the island that could actually house her body. Her original plan to just hold up in her room had fallen apart when she had rolled out of bed one morning and came crashing through to the floor below. That day only became worse when the workers had to break off parts of the front door in order to get her out. As humiliating as it was to have to show off her degraded form and inflict her stench on others, what filled her with dread was the knowledge that her one respite for dealing with her affliction had been compromised.

            Lillie had sat herself beneath a tree with the intention of trying to rest her uneasy thoughts. However, there was only so much the leaves could cover with their shade. That was to be expected considering she had easily outgrown the group of Snorlax that had been the original test subjects. While those Pokémon had a semblance of self-control, not even Lillie’s desire to get back to normal could prevent her from fully resisting her urges. The best she could hope for was to try and combat her ravenous hunger with a strict diet.

            Wincing at the sensation of her belly rolls folding up as she leaned forward, Lillie attempted to grab as much fruit as possible in one go. Sitting back down on her boulder-like butt cheeks, she waited for a moment for the tremors going through her body to cease. Once her flab had stabilized enough, she sunk her teeth into a chunk of melon try and satiate her hunger. Fittingly, the juices that leaked from her lips and cascaded down her chins splattered across her exposed set of watermelon-sized mammaries. Try as she might to convince the workers to bring her something to clothe her, she realized the futility several weeks ago that they would only get dirty again before being torn apart by her still growing body.

            A lack of a properly sized wardrobe was one of the many things Lillie had started to get used to. Though there were still a few times that the workers’ stares became too much for her, she was usually able to take it. What ended up helping was the stench of body odor that permeated her flesh whether it was covered in sweat or freshly sprayed with a hose. If her noxious aura didn’t stop people from getting close with proper protection, it would only take a dose of her gas to push them away.

            In-between bites from a bushel of Nanab berries, Lillie was forced to stop to let a loud BWOOOOOOORRRRRPPP echo out. She had since stopped trying to stop the gassy expulsions, even if their release made the hairs lining her pudgy limbs stand on end. More so when her gut pushed the bubbles out in the form of a rippling PHHHHRRRTTTT that inevitably meant another session of frantic jiggling. Rather than let herself be reminded that she had grown used to the rotten stench, she instead dove face first into a bowl of Pinap berries in order to block out the smell.

            Despite the various aromas coming from both Lillie’s meal and her own body, something else managed to drift into her nostrils. Bringing the bowl down and licking her face clean, she picked up a familiar scent. While she wanted to resist it, the hunger in her belly could not. Finding the sweet taste of the fruit like ash on her tongue, she let out a combination of a groan and an annoyed, brunt BRRRAAAAPPP from her rear.

            “I thought I told them to eat their junk somewhere BWOOOOOOOORRRPP else,” Lillie said, making the tree next to her creak as she used it to get on her feet.

            With slow, powerful strides, Lillie began to waddle her way towards the source of the smell. Each step came with haggard breaths that shook the layer of sweat that cascaded down her form. Not helping matters was the bright sun shining down on her, ensuring that anyone that glanced in her direction saw her hairy, flab-riddled body shimmer. As the exhausting, short walk took its toll, her priorities began to drastically change. She could no longer work up the energy for a scolding session. Instead, all she wanted was something to fill her ravenous stomach.

            Lillie’s altered desires found what they were looking for in the form of the makeshift picnic spread out on the grass. While there were the standard blankets and baskets, the food was made up of roasted meat slathered in a familiar green fluid. Without looking away from the feast, peeks at the diners’ pudgy fingers taking from the spread confirmed who had set it all up. In the back of her mind, she considered this to be a trap. A chance for her to give up what miniscule progress she was making towards shrinking back down. Unfortunately, those restraints had become weakened by the exhaustion created by her short walk.

            Bringing her hefty form slamming down to the ground with a loud THUD, Lillie wasted little time helping herself to the food. Each dish that got pushed past her lips had its moment to tantalize her tongue. However, what mattered to her most at the moment was the feeling of fullness that came with each bite. Downing the fattening supplement that had sent her down her path to being a slob didn’t bother her. If anything, the feast allowed her to fully unleash the gas inside all for the sake of making room for extra food.

            Just as Lillie was nearly finished with finishing off the feast, more platters were dropped in front of her. Holding back her urges for a moment, she tilted her thick neck upwards to see a pair of giants looming over her. With the bright sun shining behind their massive bodies, it took a moment for her to see their full visage. What she was able to grasp was that they were easily three times as large as her. Spurting gas clouds from their mouths and rears showed a level of relaxation far removed from the young woman’s own. Though the pair matched in terms of size, they still managed to stand out with their frazzled hair styles: one purplish black and the other a near platinum blonde.

            “So glad that you could BWOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRPPP join us,” Lusamine commented with a gentle smile on her pudgy face.

            “See?” Wicke asked, taking hold of the conversation with a PHHHHHHRRRRRTTTT from her wide rear. “I told you that she would come OOOUUUUUUURRRRP around.”

            “I haven’t come around to UUUUUUURRRPP anything,” Lillie replied through a mouthful of meat. “I’m just… eating to make this disgusting body of mine behave for a BWOOOOORRRPPP moment. Last thing I want is to become careless slobs like you two.”

            Rather than deny the accusation, Lusamine let out a weary sigh. Following her daughter’s lead, she carefully brought her body down to the ground. Spreading out her thick legs and letting her belly drooping against the ground, she leaned forward in an attempt to meet Lillie face to face.

            “I understand how strange this BWOOOOOORRRRPPP seems,” Lusamine began. “But think of this as us making the most out of our UUUUUUURRRRRPPP situation.” Purposefully leaning away from Lillie, she unleashed a plume of flatulence to blow away the empty plates that had been stacked up. “With all the energy you waste trying to fix yourself, why not just enjoy this new OOOUUUUURRRRPPP lifestyle?”

            As much as her own stomach pushed her to grab the morsel, Lillie’s initial outburst of gluttony had given her back a semblance of control. Puffing up her already pudgy cheeks, she fully intended to make use of the bubbles rolling around inside of her to reject her mother with a belch of her own. However, what gave her pause was getting a glimpse in Lusamine’s eyes. Within them, she didn’t spot any outward hostility. It almost looked as if there was genuine concern for her well-being.

            Using a turn of her head to release her burp gave Lillie an excuse to glance over towards Wicke. The researcher did not look back; too busy helping herself to her own spread of food. What few chances Lillie got to look at Wicke’s face when it wasn’t shoved into a plate was an expression of pure joy. While it did seem to react to each pungent fart that came spurting out with a moan of euphoria, it was impossible to deny that Wicke had gained something from letting go of her former manners.

            A growl from Lillie’s belly made her turn back towards her mother. Hearing the loud sounds of Wicke still eating and burping behind her, she held out a shaky hand. Accepting the meat from Lusamine, she brought it to her mouth and took a bite. While the taste was good and her appetite reveled from the extra nourishment, what sealed the deal was the genuine smile on her mother’s face. Freeing up space in her body with a rude BRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPP of her own, Lillie mirrored the expression before going in for another bite.

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            The extra funding provided to the Aether Foundation couldn’t have come at a better time. Thanks to Wicke and Lusamine’s research, they had managed to refine the supplement while taking out all of the side effects. The results were an additive that could provide both people and Pokémon with enough nutrition to keep them full for a day after just one meal. While this should have been enough reason for them to go into full production, there was a secondary goal that slowed the progress. Mainly, creating special batches of the serum in order to keep up with the human test subjects who had provided invaluable insight into the probable downsides of the invention.

            Where once stood Lusamine’s mansion was now a field made up of whatever cushions, blankets, and mattresses that the Foundation could spare. The building had been deemed inadequate to house the three, slobby women that claimed the area as their home. No longer able to fit through most doors, the trio had welcomed a more outdoor lifestyle beneath a massive canopy. The only problem was the encroaching threat of what would happen once they finally outgrew it.

            Lusamine spent her time incidentally where her bedroom used to be. Having left most of her Pokémon to wander free, the former director was able to use her time to keep stuffing her face. The meals injected with the fattening version of the supplement meant more than enough supply of gas and girth for her to enjoy. Having easily outgrown the mansion’s size with her wide ass cheeks alone, she was still eager to see how much further she could push this little experiment.

            Sitting close by Lusamine, Wicke was busy with her own spread of food. It was upon her request that her meals consisted of mostly slurries of lard and grease mixed in with the supplements poured into a trough. This meant that most of the time, she was content to let her enormous belly and equally sizable bosom press against the makeshift ground. While some would use this opportunity to compare her to a ravenous Tepig, she didn’t mind. Especially when her beloved Lusamine was so eager to complement each roaring BRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPP that came spurting out of her raised up, behemoth backside.

            Sitting at the opposite end of the area, Lillie could only let out a sigh the eventually devolved into a deep BWOOOOOOOORRRRRPPP. In the months following her acceptance of her new life as a giant slob, she had bared witness to Wicke and Lusamine’s “unique” relationship. Though there were still hints of discomfort when the pair shared a meal or licked leftover crumbs from out of each other’s thickets of body hair, she didn’t say much. Partially due to her understanding of their joy, but mostly because she was too busy stuffing her own face.

            Having let go of her restraints, Lillie managed to surpass the other women in a matter of weeks. Not stopping there, she ended up being the first to break the 100-ton mark. Her efforts showed in the way each gassy eruption from either of her ends sent her many fat rolls into a shaking fit. The jostling helped to relieve some of the sweat that built up around the follicles that grew untamed around her body. While she had ceased to care about people seeing the bushels of hair, she did wish that there was a better way to cool herself off.

            “UUUUUURRRRPPPPP mother,” Lillie belched out, taking a moment to shovel a handful of food into her mouth.

            Lusamine either ignored her daughter’s call or didn’t hear it. Regardless, she was too busy joining Wicke in diving headfirst into her own servings the liquid feast. Through heavy slurps, she let out an even louder BWOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRP to dwarf her daughter’s outburst.

            With a huff, Lillie turned her attention towards Wicke. Wobbling around her ass cheeks, she managed to rile up her digestion to create a loud PHHHRRRRRRRRRRRTTTT. While her pungent cloud was impressive, it was tiny comparison to the one that came shortly after from Wicke’s own backside. Downing a smorgasbord directly from Lusamine’s palm, the black-haired woman unleashed a torrent of flatulence in the form of a BRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPP that seemed powerful enough to shake all of Aether Paradise.

            More than a little annoyed that she was being ignored, Lillie settled on going all out. Dragging over containers of food that were meant to be used for future meals, she busted them open to begin emptying them of their contents. Eating faster than ever before, she held back the bubbles that started to build in her belly. So used to freely letting it all out, her body churned and groaned from the building pressure. Still, Lillie kept the pressure rising for the sake of creating an outburst of gas impossible for anyone to ignore.

            Just as Lillie had hoped, her efforts paid off in the form of a rumbling BWOOOOOORRRRRPPP erupting from her thick throat. Ignoring the cracking sound that was partially covered up by her belch, she continued to provoke her digestive tract by beating against her boulder-like breasts. Her wishes were granted in the form of a horrendously powerful PHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT that surrounded the area in her noxious stench. Reveling in the surprised looks of her fellow slobs, Lilie only realized too late that her body was slumping backwards.

            Tumbling over the edge of the island, Lillie hit the water with a wide splash. In her initial panic, she let more of her gas come out in a stream of bubbles as she tried to get air. Her frantic state calmed significantly once she felt her plump toes touch the bottom. Taking a moment to stand at her full height, she realized that the ocean only came up to just below her underbelly. As she was contemplating just how big she had grown, she was alerted by rocks falling from where she had been sitting moments prior.

            “Lillie,” Lusamine called out as she stomped over to the edge. “Are you BWOOOOOOOORRRRRPPP okay?”

            “Yeah, just UUUUUURRRPP fine,” Lillie belched back.

            “Oooh, that actually looks really nice,” Wicke said, crawling up next to Lusamine. “Must feel really good on your skin,” she added, pausing a moment to unleash another fart cloud.

            The comment brought an idea to Lillie’s mind. Letting herself gently lean backwards, she allowed the water to surround her form. Lifting up her legs and calming her breathing, she was able to set her massive form afloat. As she drifted across the water, feeling like her countless pounds no longer existed, she couldn’t help letting out a relaxed sigh.

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            Despite Aether Foundation’s sudden rise in popularity, there was one mark against them in terms of public relations. That was due to a sector of their territory being blocked off from public view. From a glance at the map, one would assume it to be nothing more than open ocean. However, past experiences with the organization’s shadier dealings and knowing that Aether Paradise was the last place Lillie had been seen pushed one of her old friends to look into the foundation’s secrets once more.

            Under the cover of night with a crescent moon partially obscured by clouds, Hau kept his eyes out for any sign of his companion. The young man dressed in his usual attire of a black shirt and orange shorts was usually carefree. However, now more than ever there was a determination in his eyes as he searched for any sign of his missing friend.

            “Keep looking like that and you’re going to give yourself eye strain, kid.”

            Looking over his shoulder, Hau spotted a head of wild, white hair sticking out above the steering wheel. A glimmer of moonlight peeking through the clouds revealed a set of dark shadows beneath the man’s eyes that came from years of poor sleep. Despite the scary look and the chain hanging around his neck that bore the symbol of the “fearsome” Team Skull, Hau greeted him with a smile.

            “Can’t look for Lillie if I don’t use my eyes,” Hau answered.

            “Just give it a minute, the clouds should pass soon,” Guzma answered. “I still say we should have waited until that brat friends of yours finished up with that competition. No idea what we’re running into.”

            “Well, whether it’s Ultra Beasts or even Miss Lusamine herself, I’m sure we can take it on with just the two of us,” Hau replied, turning around to continue his search. “After everything we’ve been through, I can’t just sit by at the thought of Lillie being in danger. I know her and her mom have had their differences, but I was hoping that they would at least find a way to make up and come together as…”

            Hau trailed off as the clouds shifted to let the full moonlight pass through. The extra illumination brought attention towards the trio of massive, fleshy islands several miles off the coast of Aether Paradise. Rather than just blobs of fat, Hau could see that each of them bore equally massive limbs alongside breasts that each individually could have crushed a full-sized Wailord without any trouble.

            The awe that left Hau’s mouth open unfortunately left him victim to a horrid stench that surrounded the three masses. Already choking on the lingering fumes, he nearly passed out as more foul air drifted out from a powerful BRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPP erupting from one of the living island’s submerged ass cheeks. Though the gas was mostly contained by bubbles beneath the waters, the ones that managed to breach the surface were more than enough to make the young man stagger on his feet.

            “Hold still!” Guzma shouted as he slapped a respirator over Hau’s face. “One of the few times I’m glad my team doesn’t pick up after themselves after tagging places,” he added as he adjusted his own gear to get a chance to breathe. “We need to get out of here.”

            “We can’t,” Hau pushed on, holding onto the side of the boat to stand himself back up. “Not until we find Lillie.”

            “Kid, we don’t even know where she is. Heck, she could have been eaten by these giant things.”

            Hau’s perseverance bore fruit as he spotted something amidst the largest of the islands. While they all bore various trails and bushes of body hair, the one nearby bared follicles of a familiar color. Squinting his eyes towards one end of the blobby mass, he saw all he needed to keep going.

            “Over there!” Hau shouted out, pointing towards one end of floating mass. “Go that way! I think I see something.”

            “Ugh,” Guzma replied, well-acquainted with the energetic man’s stubbornness. “Alright, but after this we leave,” he said, begrudgingly taking the wheel and driving towards the point.

            Hau’s suspicions grew stronger upon seeing the head at the very tip of the island. Drawing closer, she did indeed see a pudgy face curtained with familiar locks of blonde hair. Though he couldn’t get a clear look at the set of green eyes thanks to the pudge encasing her face, a single glance is all he needed.

            “Lillie!” Hau called out.

            The young man’s shout was left unheard thanks to the giant woman’s attention being drawn elsewhere. Right now, she was more focused on the wide tube stuck down her throat. Following the path of the hose, Hau could see one of dozens of kegs directly connected to her mouth. A green, glowing substance occasionally slipped past her lips to add further uncertainty to the sight. While it was nothing more than an ultra-concentrated version of what the women had deemed slob serum, he had no way of knowing that. Nor did he expect to be nearly thrown overboard as her hunger came to a halt to unleash a powerful BWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRPPPP.

            “Hold on!” Guzma called out, struggling with the wheel to stop the boat from getting pushed away by the ensuing ripples. It was only by slamming the hull up against the giant girl’s thick sides that he was able to keep them from spinning away. In the process, the impact managed to finally turn Lillie’s attention away from her constant feeding.

            “UUUURRRPPPP Hau?” Lillie asked; moving her thick neck to the side in order to glance down at the vessel. “What are you doing OOOUUUUUUURRRPP here?”

            “I came to find you,” Hau answered, wincing at the pungent stench clinging to Lillie’s breath. “Good thing too. You mother must have done something really weird this time.”

            “Actually, this was UUUUURRPPP mostly Wicke’s invention,” Lillie belched out, gesturing towards the equally massive, living island several miles away from her. “My mother was just the one who BWOOOOOORRRPPP motivated us.”

            A gesture of the tons of blubber that was Lillie’s arm directed the men’s attention towards an island nearly as large as here. Just like her daughter, Lusamine used the impact of the boat as an excuse to break away from her feeding session. Her slow drift to swivel herself around was aided by an eruption of flatulence that echoed through the area with a rumbling PHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTT. Using the force of the gassy expulsion that dwarfed her daughter’s, she gave just enough energy to give a wave to the small boat before she resumed sucking down on her serum supply.

            “Wicke figured it BWOOOOOOOOOORRRRPPPP out the other day,” Lillie commented while Guzma and Hau were busy staring at what had become of the foundation’s former director.

            “Figured out what?” Hau asked.

            “The UUUUUUUUUURRRRRPPPP way to change us back,” Lillie answered, pausing to take another sip from her tube. “Not that we’ll ever OOOOOUUUUUURRRRRPP use it though.”

            “Lillie, what are you saying?” Hau pressed, nearly falling over the side of the boat in the process. “What about traveling the world? Do you really want to be stuck here as a giant-“

            A powerful BRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPP from Lillie’s gargantuan ass cheeks silenced the young man and threatened to send the boat spinning again.

            “You just don’t BWOOOOOOORRRRPPP understand,” Lillie replied as she gulped down several more gallons of the fattening fluid. “How great it is to be a giant OOOOOOUUUUUUUURRRRRRPPPP slob.”

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            In broad daylight, Wicke, Lusamine, and especially Lillie’s altered bodies were fully visible. Tethered near Aether Paradise with the help of multiple cords wrapped around their fatty limbs, the trio of living islands spent their time drifting through the water, sucking up slob serum, and constantly unleashing horrendous gas clouds. Even getting near the blobs required careful navigation via boat or helicopter, along with a myriad of breathing equipment.

            Despite the slobby women’s impact on the foundation’s budget, the organization had more than enough reason to keep them well paid. Wicke herself may not have been able to do much conversation in her current state, but she was able to speak through her belches advisements on how to use the purified version of the serum. Thanks to her insights, the supplement was going worldwide with an inundation of funding coming in to get Aether Paradise back to its peak.

            There were those that said that the blobs were an eyesore for any potential donors. However, Lusamine had correctly predicted that their presence had the opposite effect. Their continued care proved both the potency of the supplement along with the Aether Foundation’s continued commitment to taking care of its personnel. As a bonus, it also showed the world how much she had changed both physically and mentally in order to make herself the test subject to help in the creation of such a wonderful invention.

            While the other women had their place in the company doing either PR or research, Lillie was mostly left alone. When she wasn’t further stuffing her face to hold her position as the largest of the living islands, she would occasionally entertain her friends. Back when she was mobile and weighed 10,000 times less than what she was now, her journey had led her to meet countless people who had paid close attention to her condition. As such, she had become accustomed to them being the very few visitors that could stand climbing aboard her body.

            Try as Lillie might to keep her gas in check as her guests walked along her flesh, every so often their footsteps managed to leave her ticklish. Thankfully for them, her bountiful flab and sweaty follicles provided more than enough placed to grab onto whenever she had to unleash a reverberating BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPP from her rear. Even still, it usually took a while for them to traverse enough of her body to even get a glimpse of her face.

            Upon feeling someone crawl between her breasts, Lillie would do her part to unleash a deafening BWOOOOOOOOOORRRRPP from her throat for the visitation. More often than not, the only one capable of reaching this point was Hau. Despite his face being covered with a respirator, his smile was still plain for her to see. Scrunching up her pudgy cheeks, she would reciprocate the expression as she engaged in conversation with him. These meetings were temporary, either interrupted by another bout of gas or her next feeding time. Regardless, she still considered it a high point of her life as one of Aether Paradise’s Slobby Island Trio.