Juicy July day 9: Confection (Patreon)

(Alternative title: Blissfits, the first taste)

Reba was strolling around town, enjoying the summer sun, when she gained a undeniable desire for something sweet. A craving she often had, given a rampant sweet tooth (or beak given her Avian body). She had been strolling around a fair while, and her chubby belly growled demanding the calories it had lost. That was when she saw a small candy store. No branding on it other than a square chunk of chocolate. She walked towards it merrily.

Stepping in, she was met with the delicious sent of chocolate galore. All kinds that she could ever want , ready for her to eat. Resisting her baser instinct to tear through the building like a swarm of locusts, she began looking for a cashier. She couldn’t find  a soul inside. Not even a place for one. That when she looked closer at one of the chocolates. “free! Eat all you can fit.” Reba began to shake a little , surrounded in all the free chocolate she could eat.

Her first choice was a chocolate orange, which she bit into rather like an apple. The delicious orange and chocolate flavours filled her mouth as the delicate confection melted over her tongue. She bit , chewed and swallowed greedily until the baseball sized chocolate vanished. Before she could grab the next candy, which for her trained hands was rather quickly, she saw a weird brown discoloration at The tips of her fingers.  Bringing her hand up to her face she saw a rich brown spreading down her feathers. “What the...” she mumbled. But that wasn’t the only brown. Under her green varsity jacket , her belly and chest where rapidly being stained by the same shade .

As her plumage turned chocolate brown, Reba’s stomach began to feel full. Which from one chocolate was impossible. Rubbing her belly through her jacket made her hand slick. She pulled back and saw an orange , hand shaped stain on her jacket. Confused, she looked and sniffed her hand. Thick orange syrup. Sticky and heavy. To her horror , all of her clothes began to do the same. On top of that , everything began to tighten. Her clothes felt snug and her belly felt even more full. Looking down once more told her why. Her gut was blowing up. She looked bloated at first, but it soon became clear this was far more than just an overeager stuffing. Her belly blew past what was normal for pregnant women in seconds, pulling up her jacket to expose her brown gut , swelling with orange behind the skin.

Her ass , not wanting to be left out, began to bulge up itself. Filling her pants with plush flesh , until the seams began to rip and tear away. Reba tried to lower her hands and take them off but her arms began to fill, the tightness making them stiff and unable to bend right. She flapped her meal little hands, all she could really do as her every trait was either blown up out of proportion or steadily smothered In tones and tones of chocolate orange. She began to resemble the chocolate orange she had just eaten, as her body took on a spherical shape.

Reba couldn’t see how it could get worse until her body  got pinned between two shelves of chocolate. She tried to move , but was entirely stuck between them. Unable to do anything as she kept growing wider and fuller and tighter.  She pushed on the shelves until they let out a loud click. “Fat brat protocol activated” a speaker announced. Within a flash , all the isles and shelves disappeared into the ground. One tile in the floor then opened up revealing.... A drain? Reba began to panic even more as she rounded out , what foul trap has she fallen into? Her body was feeling tighter with every drop of chocolate and orange syrup that filled her. Her stomach was almost glowing orange with tightness. She whimpered helplessly as her body rocked with the unstable pressures within her sloshing one way and another.

Her limits where nearing as she reached ten foot around.  Her stomach burbles and groans as it gets tighter and tighter as she keeps growing. “p..please ..help me! SOMEONE!” she begged. Yet it fell only onto uncaring ears as she got closer to her limit. Within a second , her body gave in. A splatter of chocolate and syrup sprayed the room. It began oozing down into the drain. Everything was silence.

However a golden orb began to form within the center of the room, which flickered to brilliant orange fire. The chocolate was burned up, and the lightbulbs shattered and fell to pieces. In an instant it ended , with a now naked but returned to normal Reba now standing in it’s place. She looked around nervously before running out of the door clutching over her private areas.

Miles away, Miss bliss clutched her clawed fingers together. “Excellent. Excellent....”