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Ava decides to stream some scary games for Halloween, but what happens when she's given a strange new one that gives her a taste of her own bad habits...
Went anthro for this one this year, this time with an OC of mine! Hopefully you'll enjoy it as much as I did writing it.
Happy Halloween!
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Halloween. The night of frights and fun for everyone. Kids dressing up as adorable superheroes and witches and such, going around their neighbourhoods to claim candy for their efforts. Teenagers and young adults going to parties or getting up to (mostly) harmless antics, some still having the spirit by wearing costumes of their own.
Being the middle of autumn, it was a chilly but clear night, the moon fully out in the black sky. But not everyone was out in the middle of it to go trick-or-treating or launch fireworks. Some people just wanted to stay inside and watch some scary movies or play some spooky video games, having a nice fun evening to themselves or with friends.
Ava Cooper was one of those people. The jaguar girl was in her early twenties and lived by herself in a nice apartment in downtown London, cosy and filled with memorabilia about video games, comics and anime. Posters on the walls, figurines on nearly every flat surface, and shelves upon shelves of video games, books and DVDs.
It was a good thing the apartment was nice and spacious, so Ava had enough room to hold all her stuff. And herself. She definitely lived up to her classification as a 'big cat', as she was not only 6 foot 5, and her recent medical checkup had her weighing in at 540 pounds, and not of muscle either. She sported a large, round belly of white and tawny yellow fur and brown spots and speckles, that stuck out a good foot or two, topped with a pair of globular breasts spread across its shelf. Her large backside challenged the endurance of any clothing put around it, as well as her thunderous thighs. Her plump face, topped with a head of shoulder length brown hair and a pair of light blue eyes, always wore a sweet smile that dimpled her chubby cheeks, and a prominent slab of flab hung below her chin.
Her usual diet of junk food, fast food, takeout and pizza deliveries, washed down with litres of soda and/or energy drinks, certainly didn't help. Nor did her lack of any physical exercise that didn't evolve using a video game's gyro controls or motion capture. Although, her constant large intakes of sugar were probably why she always quite cheery and energetic.
Halloween was one of Ava's favourite times of the year, but not for traditional reasons. Her love and skill for video games landed her a job as a streamer and Let's Player, and while her fanbase was nowhere near as large as her appetite, it was quite a big following. She became popular not just for her gaming ability and fun commentary, but a lot of her male (and even some female) fans rather enjoyed the fact she used facecam.
The reason she loved Halloween was because every year on the night she held a stream of online horror games sent in by her fans for her play. She already did Let's Plays of the big-name horror games earlier in the month, like Resident Evil 7 and The Evil Within 2, so this stream was dedicated to RPG Maker games and romhacks, good or bad.
It was always quite successful, and even a few other LP'ers tuned in to watch her. This year, she hoped, would be no exception.
She was at her PC, her backside spreading across and over her seat and her love handles squishing against and around her armrests, as she put out a social media post.
Ava Cooper Avanator
Hey guys! Fearball Stream starting in an hour! Remember to send in spooky games! >:3 <3
That left her some time to do some 'personal preparation', now that her recording gear was set up and ready to go. Of course, this meant she had to make sure she had plenty of 'fuel' to get through the night. Her mini-fridge, set beneath her desk, was filled with bottles of energy drinks and cola, and her kitchen had plenty of chocolate and crisps.
But of course, she needed something more 'substantial', which to her meant ordering a pizza. An extra large meat feast, naturally. Her viewers didn't seem to mind her eating and snacking on camera - in fact, a few of them even encouraged and asked for it!
She wasn't expecting trick-or-treaters up to her apartment, but she had a bowl of assorted bite-size chocolates ready for them just in case. Besides, it meant more for her if they didn't turn up.
She also had to dress for the occasion too. She was wearing a Resident Evil 7 shirt, the game logo graphic stretching against her large chest, and the hem stopping just above her naval. Her sweatpants were soft and comfy as always, if a little snug around her thick thighs. The waistband was hidden in the front by her overhanging belly, and her love handles and backside squished out over the top.
When the time hit 8:40pm, she put out one more post while getting her stream ready.
Ava Cooper Avanator
Fearball Stream in 20 minutes! Come on in and chat while I get ready! <3
Sure enough, the viewer count quickly started climbing. A few names she recognised as either repeat viewers or fellow streamers. A lot of the former seemed rather pleased to see she already had facecam up and running, her plump cheeks blushing at them saying how cute and cuddly-looking she was. She didn't even think twice about those asking if she had plenty of food and snacks ready for the night, or the high amount of positive emojis she saw when she said she had plenty of snacks ready, and a pizza on the way. Though a couple of them asking if she would eat on stream made her a little curious, but she shrugged.
"Don't see why not," she'd responded in her light cockney accent that people seemed to love as well.
She felt a little flutter in her chest when the time crept closer to 9pm. She always loved doing special streams like this, they were so exciting!
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Finally, the hour hit, and she gave a sweet grin to the camera while waving a plump paw. "Hey everyone! Avanator here, welcome to the Fearball Stream! 'Ope all of ya are 'avin' a great Halloween so far!"
While she pulled up the first game, she smiled as she took glances at the comment feed.
"hey cutie ;)"
"you look cute tonight as usual <3"
"Always look forward to Fearball! The games are so bad but Ava is great!"
"hope she eats on cam again :sweat:"
The first game she had was another Sonic creepypasta romhack. She had played and seen more than a few of them, and the sheer amount of gore and shock factor just made her giggle more than anything. That one was finished in about 10 minutes.
While she played, the donations came in as usual. She never asked her viewers to donate unless it was a charity stream, so it made her feel really good to see them donate some money to her solely because they felt like it. Granted the donations usually didn't exceed £10, but it was the thought that counted, so she thanked everyone for each one.
The next game was a decent RPG Maker game that made her jump a few times. Her viewers seemed to enjoy those parts, commenting about the 'nice bounce' she had. Clearly she hadn't noticed that her chest jiggled quite a bit when she jolted from the legit scares she got.
After that was a Pokemon romhack. The tryhard shock value made her eyes roll.
The Mario creepypasta hack after that had a jumpscare that at least made her lift her chin off her hand. Thankfully her viewers were choosing bad romhacks on purpose for a joke, so they were either amused or endeared at how her usual cheery grin had turned into a bored frown with half-lowered eyelids.
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An hour later, her large belly let out a hungry growl, demanding to be sated. She blushed at the loudness of it, only because her mic had caught it and so had her viewers.
"wow that was loud :blush:"
"there an earthquake over there?"
"better fill up <3"
A shy smile crossed her muzzle. "Heheh, guess she's excited for that pizza," she giggled, then her pointed ears pricked up at a rapping at the door. "Ooh, 'ere's 'opin' that's it now! Back in a bit!"
She slowly lifted herself off her chair and turned around to grab the money set aside for the delivery, the soft glow of her monitor treating her viewers to a view of her massive, globular backside without her knowing.
Much to her relief, it was indeed a beagle in a Domino's uniform at the door, holding a huge pizza box and a 2-litre bottle of orange Fanta in his paws. He looked to be in his late teens and a bit flustered to see the massive sphere of jaguar belly wobbling in front of him when its owner answered.
"U-um, extra-large meat feast combo for Miss Cooper...?" He muttered, his cheeks flushing red and his tail wagging behind him.
"Oh you're a lifesaver, love," she purred, taking the food from him and placing some notes and coins in his paw. "Cheers!"
"N-no problem," he managed a dorky smile, and shuddered a bit as her belly let out another demanding grumble. "H-happy Halloween...!"
"You too!" She chirped, and waited till he disappeared around the hallway corner (mainly because he was staring at her belly the whole way and she didn't want to be rude) before shutting the door.
She returned to her seat, letting out a relieved exhale. "And I'm back! Ooh, this thing looks lovely~" she purred, flipping the box open and watching the delicious-smelling vapour rise up from the huge, cheesy and meaty pizza. "Ya don't mind if I have some on cam, do ya?"
"go right ahead! enjoy!"
"that looks so good omg"
"doesnt bother me :thumbsup:"
"PLS PLS PLS PLS <3 <3 <3"
Ava giggled as she took a wedge of pizza from the box, sliding her tongue greedily across her lips. "Well I ain't one to disappoint!" she purred, then opened her jaw wide to dump it in. She chomped down, taking a huge bite of it and chewed slowly, enjoying the heavenly mixture of bread, cheese and various meats. "Mmmm~"
As Ava ate and gamed simultaneously, she rolled her eyes with a knowing grin at the donations that started flowing in. Every time she started eating mid-stream, for some reason her viewers went nuts for it and encouraged it. This time was no exception.
NekoMystic donated £5
"Can you eat 2 slices at once? <3
Ava piled two slices on top of each other and gobbled them up with ease. "Thanks for the fiver, love~" she purred, giving a cute wink to the cam and continued playing.
Crocboy donated £8
"how much fanta can u drink at once??"
Ava smirked and lifted the large bottle of orange soda, her ears twitching as the carbonation hissed from her turning the lid. "How 'bout we find out!"
She put the top to her mouth and began chugging. Her belly gurgled softly from the gas building up as she drank and drank, until half the bottle was emptied into it.
"Aaahhhh..." she sighed, wiping her muzzle, then let out a deep, thunderous belch that shook her camera slightly. "Blimey, 'scuze me!"
The amount of heart emojis she received made her feel better about that.
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At 10pm, after a long time of playing 'scary' games and stuffing her face with pizza, soda and candy, a donation alert caught Ava's attention. A quite different one, that she'd never seen before.
Anon donated £200
"Play this game at the witching hour."
Ava tilted her head quizzically. She certainly hadn't seen an 'Anon' in the stream chat, or ever in the stream at all. But at the same time, so much money...she had to do it. She couldn't take all that money and not live up to the quest. And besides, it was just to play a game they'd linked. What could the harm be?
While a 'scary' cutscene played in a Zelda creepypasta hack, she clicked the link, which went to an automatic download. She was startled, thinking she'd just been tricked into downloading a virus, but her virus protection gave it the all clear. Plus, it was a RPG Maker file. Though, no harm in checking with her viewers.
"'Ey loves," she said to the cam, "someone just made a big donation for me to play a game called Catfood. Anyone 'eard of it before?"
"no idea :S"
"never heard of it"
"idk u shud play it tho"
"Yeah, I'm gonna check it out at midnight," she responded, then went back to her stream. "Right then, next we have a quick Amnesia mod to check out..."
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Ava let out a yawn and took another big drink of soda. Five minutes till midnight, so it was nearly time for that weird game. That big donation came with a pledge, and she had to live up to it.
She pulled up the software and loaded the RPG game onto it. Surprisingly, it loaded and started running. "Righ' then, s'finally time for Catfood, loves. Lessee what we 'ave here..."
The first thing to come up was a black screen, with the game title in white and 'Start' being the only option. She shrugged and hit enter, causing the text to fade, and some new text to appear for a moment.
Prepare for a full-filling experience.
She blinked, assuming the word 'fulfilling' had been misspelled. A common trend with RPG Maker games.
The screen faded in on what looked like a forested area with a dirt path leading upward. A character was in the middle of the clearing, a rather fat jaguar girl with brown hair, wearing a black shirt, large white belly showing, and black pants.
"Wow," she muttered, "looks a lot like me, don't she? Heh, never thought I'd ever get a fan game!" She purred, her tail swaying behind her as she smiled.
She led her pixelised form upward onto the next screen, which showed the front of what looked like a large mansion. On the porch was what looked like a large slice of cream cake, with a big strawberry on top. Of course she had her character walk up to it and pick it up.
What followed was a rather well-framed animation of the tubby cat eating up the cake with deep 8-bit 'crunches' that represented bites, then a rising bleep for the gulp. The pixel-Ava rubbed her belly happily, and bloated the tiniest bit wider in size accompanied by a deep 'bloop' noise, making the real thing giggle.
Ava felt the tiniest snug in her sides, and she squirmed to get comfier as she had her apparent avatar enter the mansion.
Inside was a rather lavish foyer, with some calm but foreboding music playing. Right at the foot of the grand staircase was a large bag labelled 'Crisps'.
Ava took her attention off the game to check on the stream's comments, and smiled. "I know, it's so weird! She looks like she's wearin' the same clothes as me right now!"
When she went back to the game, she saw her avatar was at the stairs, standing sideways as little yellow pixels poured into her mouth from the bag.
Now that was weird. She could swear she wasn't pressing anything on the keyboard. How did she get there? Did a cutscene play when she wasn't looking?
Another deep 'bloop' sounded as the character bloated a little wider, and Ava tugged the hem of her shirt as she felt a little more cramped all of a sudden.
The wider protagonist slowly turned in place, facing the stairs as the camera panned up to the top. There stood what looked like a slender black cat woman, wearing a witch's outfit. A text box appeared beneath her, with letters crawling inside.
If you want to leave this place, you will want to find me,
My sanctum is below, but you'll need a special key~
Look in this room and that room, you'll find it and be free,
But if you lose all control...oh what fun that will be~
And with that, the black cat vanished in a spiral of purple magic, and the camera panned back to the large jaguar. Ava wondered what that vague warning could mean, but she at least had an objective - look around the rooms for a key into the cellar. Pretty simple for an RPG Maker game, but it was what it was.
And so, she began leading her (not-so) little self around toward some rooms. She could swear she was moving faster than she was before entering the mansion...
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Ava went to room after room on the mansion's ground floor, finding no luck when it came to a key. However, each new screen she came across had a bit of junk food for her. A chocolate bar on the floor, a slice of pie on a bedside table, a cola bottle on a shelf, and even a fudge brownie on the living room mantel.
Strangely, it seemed every time an item of food appeared on screen, her avatar moved itself toward it to eat it up and bloat a little bigger. She didn't think much of it, seeing no reason not to take the food.
But what was even stranger was, every time Game!Ava ate some food and bloated a little bigger, Real!Ava felt a little more cramped. She wiggled her massive butt in her chair, her love handles feeling more squished, and her shirt stuck into her belly and chest a little more. She also heard a few ominous creaks from below her, but she couldn't think of what it could be.
"hey did u get bigger??"
"omg your cheeks <3"
"u look fatter?? cute tho"
She smirked at the comments, assuming they were talking about the in-game Ava. "I know, look at the speed I'm goin' at now too!" She watched as her avatar lumbered down a hallway she had yet to explore.
She eventually came up to a pair of large double doors, using a key she'd found in the master bedroom (as well as a big chunk of apple pie) to open them and go in.
Inside the room, the camera panned upward to a long, rectangular table, surrounded by chairs and draped in white covers. Topping the surface were some old candelabras that were lit, giving the room a soft glow. Clean white plates were set up in front of each chair, which made her assume this was the dining room.
She had her enormous avatar lumber toward a seat at the top of the table and sit down, which triggered a cutscene. A ghostly rat girl, wearing a chef's uniform, faded into view on top of the table, facing the fat feline in game. Another text box appeared.
"Welcome, special guest!" the text crawled. "Please make yourself comfortable, dinner will be ready in a few seconds!"
Silver cloches faded in from thin air and covered every plate on the table. The one in front of Ava lifted to reveal coloured shapes on top of the plate.
It's a cooked chicken dinner! With mashed potato, sweetcorn and gravy! It smells absolutely divine, and you can't resist digging in!
As the text implied, the in-game blob heartily dug into the food, finishing it quickly and letting out a bit-crushed burp before bloating even bigger. The snug sensation on the real life Ava grew tighter.
The plate slid away from her, and another covered one approached, cloche lifting.
A succulent, honey roasted turkey! Nothing wrong with a second course!
And the in-game fatty gobbled up some more food, emptying that plate, and the next one, and the next one...
By the time every plate was finished, including a delicious triple-layer double-chocolate ice cream cake for dessert, the pixellated jaguar was practically a large polygonal blob. A snort escaped the real Ava as her in-game form crushed the chair she was in and flopped onto the ground with a bit-like crash.
Her amusement was short lived however, as she suddenly heard a loud creak beneath her, and realised she felt incredibly snug in her chair.
CRUNCH!!
All of a sudden, Ava was staring up at her ceiling, sprawled on the floor with quite a cramped feeling in her rump. "Oof, blimey...what 'appened there then?"
She looked down, but saw a humongous pair of globes where her breasts should be, and past them, a ginormous sphere of fluffy flab that jiggled and rippled with every attempt she made to right herself. Her shirt felt incredibly tight, to the point where seams and stitches were giving up and popping as she stretched her arms out on the floor to push herself up. "Oof, c'mon now, up ya get..."
With a bit of effort, she managed to sit upright, and could see herself in the facecam. Her cheeks had grown incredibly round, her mouth smaller and giving her a bit of a squint. Her double chin was now very obvious, and even beginning to form into a triple chin. Her neck looked thicker too, and her shoulders broader.
Beneath that, as well as her bigger boobs and blobbier belly, her back developed a slope of sagging rolls and folds, her love handles had become thicker, and her rump had spread out quite a bit across the floor. Her massive belly forced her thick, tree-trunk legs outward.
"omg ava u alright?? :("
"holy shit shes huge!!"
"wow omfg look at her :sweat:"
"it's like she gets fatter every time she eats in game!! O_o"
That last comment she read in the stream feed helped her realise what was going on. Somehow, this weird game was making her grow fatter whenever her avatar did! How in the heck was that possible?!
"Blimey," she panted, still rather winded from the effort of sitting up, "I'm guessin' I'll 'ave to beat this game to stop all this 'appenin', eh?"
She looked at the game window, and spotted something shiny on the plate the cake had originally been on.
Obtained Cellar Key.
Ava smirked confidently, causing her massive cheeks to squish and dimple into her face, and she placed her sausage fingers on the keyboard.
"Les' do this loves~"
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With a lot of encouragement from her followers, a lot of patience for her slow avatar lumbering from screen to screen at a snail's pace, and a steady pace of junk food as fuel, Ava made her way down to the cellar door.
"Bit of a slow game," she commented, and her ears lowered a little as she heard an ominous gurgle in her belly, causing her to cram another big chocolate bar into her oversized maw. "But I guess that's a good thing, eh?"
She entered the room and the screen changed. It was completely black, with her avatar slowly lumbering inside. A white magic circle faded into view, the blobby furball standing at the outer rim. In the middle was a cauldron bubbling with green liquid. A purple swirl of magic formed next to it, and the witch from before appeared. Her text box appeared.
So you've waddled your way to the near-end of your quest,
But if you think I'm done, then surely you jest~
Before you can leave, you have one more trial,
Fail, and you'll be staying here for a while~
Ava lowered her ears and leaned toward the screen. At least as much as her enlarged breasts and belly would let her without forcing her desk into the wall some more. "Bring it on then, witchy!"
By now you've probably guessed what's happening to you,
When you fatten up in my world, you grow in yours too~
Impossibly thick rolls on your belly, your back and limbs with fold upon fold,
There's a way to not burst out of your room, listen and be you'll be told~
The witch stepped toward and the key appeared before her.
Simply waddle over here and take the key,
And squeeze your way out the door, it's just that easy~[b]
Doing what she was told, she picked up the key, and went to waddle out the door. She stopped and the camera panned up to the witch. The room suddenly lit up with magic, and a quick camera pan revealed that everywhere, surrounding the circle were piles upon piles of sweets and baked desserts. Cakes, chocolates, pies, crumbles, the works!
[b]But before you leave and make your way back,
Could I tempt your clothes-destroying belly with a snack~?
And the food began to close in on the pixellated blob! Ava gulped, knowing full well what would happen when she got near food, but whenever it even got near her, her in-game self grabbed it automatically and gulped it down!
And of course, both jaguars began to bloat up uncontrollably. "B-blimey...need to get outta there...!"
Naturally, it wouldn't be easy. The in-game Ava was taking her time lumbering her oversized self toward the cellar door, and of course she was grabbing cupcakes and bars as soon as they were within grabbing range.
Ava huffed and groaned as the seams of her shirt began to tear, the logo on it stretching and distorting with her expanding chest. Her thighs and backside squished against the fabric of her sweatpants, her butt actually beginning to spill over the waistband. Stitches creaked and popped as her mass grew larger and took up more of the room. Her arms grew thicker, her wrists overcoming with thick 'sleeves' of fluffy flab, and her hands grew wider her fingers more like sausages with blunted claws. Her face took up more and more space on the cam, with her cheeks overtaking her mouth and giving her a very noticeable squint. Her triple chin was starting to deform into one huge slab of fat beneath her face.
An annoyed grunt escaped the growing mass of nerdy feline as her oversized avatar had indeed entered a new screen, but seemed to be stuck in the cellar door. She mashed buttons, but no good.
Food floated in from off-screen and into her mouth, causing the pixellated blob and her player to bloat larger and fatter until she managed to burst free of the door with a loud, bit-crunched crash. She sighed with relief, because her plumper fingers were making it more awkward to use they keyboard.
The protagonist kept being assaulted with fattening treats the closer she got to the front door of the mansion. So wide in fact, that her tire-sized love handles squished into the frames of both double doors. The real jaguar grunted, her breathing growing laboured with the effort it was taking to press keys taking the energy out of her.
Since she was still technically inside the mansion, the food was still appearing before her. "C'mon, don't-" she pleaded, but her avatar automatically ate it up. Like before, her wide frame grew wider, cracking the door frame visibly. "Ugh..."
Eventually, after many whole cakes and pies, the massive ball of yellow and spotted pixels burst through the door and rolled out onto the dirt path. A deep, bit-crushed belch sounded from the fat feline, and a little contented smile could be seen on her face as the screen faded to black.
Congratulations, you have escaped!
...but at what cost?
Well, anyone who could see the real Ava right then could see the cost plain as day. On the facecam was nothing but squinted eyes and a tiny mouth surrounded by yellow and spotted fur spreading off screen. Her massive cheeks lost the battle with gravity and sagged down, and her chin hosted one massive slab of pure fluffy fat that coated the front of her new rolls of neck fat.
Outside the cam, to say Ava was a blob would be generous. She was more of a shapeless mass of blubber that took up the entire room, spreading wall to wall in soft, warm, gelatinous jaguar. Her breasts had finally broken through the confines of her shirt, which had given up and torn to shreds during her escape. Her sweatpants met the same fate, unable to contain anymore butt and leg fat and tearing apart from the effort. Her tree-trunk sized thighs were spread apart by her colossal belly, which was split into two enormous slabs by one thick fold and forcing her computer desk against the wall. Her massive backside was made of a pair of massive spherical masses of flab, topped by an avalanche of sloping fat rolls on her back, reaching up to the thick neck fold behind her. Her plump paws and fat feet were nearly absorbed into the large folds on her wrists and ankles.
Ava huffed and puffed, relieved to see the game was finally over. "Wow, that was a ride...sorry if I made any of ya uncomfy..." she mumbled to the camera.
Her eyes widened slightly at the response from the comments.
"omfg ur huge! O.O cute!! <3"
"can u zoom out?? need to see rest of u"
"hooottttttt :sweat: :sweat: :sweat: :sweat:"
"Wow, you look so big! But you suit it <3"
A blush formed on her massive cheeks. "Hehe, thanks loves...gonna take some time to recover after this, but I'll be back soon-ish!"
After a bit of finishing up, she turned off the stream and let out a sigh of relief. That was a heck of a game.
It was quite a surprise to see the good reaction to seeing her so huge...maybe if she had a way to quickly slim down, she could make a thing out of this...
Went anthro for this one this year, this time with an OC of mine! Hopefully you'll enjoy it as much as I did writing it.
Happy Halloween!
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Halloween. The night of frights and fun for everyone. Kids dressing up as adorable superheroes and witches and such, going around their neighbourhoods to claim candy for their efforts. Teenagers and young adults going to parties or getting up to (mostly) harmless antics, some still having the spirit by wearing costumes of their own.
Being the middle of autumn, it was a chilly but clear night, the moon fully out in the black sky. But not everyone was out in the middle of it to go trick-or-treating or launch fireworks. Some people just wanted to stay inside and watch some scary movies or play some spooky video games, having a nice fun evening to themselves or with friends.
Ava Cooper was one of those people. The jaguar girl was in her early twenties and lived by herself in a nice apartment in downtown London, cosy and filled with memorabilia about video games, comics and anime. Posters on the walls, figurines on nearly every flat surface, and shelves upon shelves of video games, books and DVDs.
It was a good thing the apartment was nice and spacious, so Ava had enough room to hold all her stuff. And herself. She definitely lived up to her classification as a 'big cat', as she was not only 6 foot 5, and her recent medical checkup had her weighing in at 540 pounds, and not of muscle either. She sported a large, round belly of white and tawny yellow fur and brown spots and speckles, that stuck out a good foot or two, topped with a pair of globular breasts spread across its shelf. Her large backside challenged the endurance of any clothing put around it, as well as her thunderous thighs. Her plump face, topped with a head of shoulder length brown hair and a pair of light blue eyes, always wore a sweet smile that dimpled her chubby cheeks, and a prominent slab of flab hung below her chin.
Her usual diet of junk food, fast food, takeout and pizza deliveries, washed down with litres of soda and/or energy drinks, certainly didn't help. Nor did her lack of any physical exercise that didn't evolve using a video game's gyro controls or motion capture. Although, her constant large intakes of sugar were probably why she always quite cheery and energetic.
Halloween was one of Ava's favourite times of the year, but not for traditional reasons. Her love and skill for video games landed her a job as a streamer and Let's Player, and while her fanbase was nowhere near as large as her appetite, it was quite a big following. She became popular not just for her gaming ability and fun commentary, but a lot of her male (and even some female) fans rather enjoyed the fact she used facecam.
The reason she loved Halloween was because every year on the night she held a stream of online horror games sent in by her fans for her play. She already did Let's Plays of the big-name horror games earlier in the month, like Resident Evil 7 and The Evil Within 2, so this stream was dedicated to RPG Maker games and romhacks, good or bad.
It was always quite successful, and even a few other LP'ers tuned in to watch her. This year, she hoped, would be no exception.
She was at her PC, her backside spreading across and over her seat and her love handles squishing against and around her armrests, as she put out a social media post.
Ava Cooper Avanator
Hey guys! Fearball Stream starting in an hour! Remember to send in spooky games! >:3 <3
That left her some time to do some 'personal preparation', now that her recording gear was set up and ready to go. Of course, this meant she had to make sure she had plenty of 'fuel' to get through the night. Her mini-fridge, set beneath her desk, was filled with bottles of energy drinks and cola, and her kitchen had plenty of chocolate and crisps.
But of course, she needed something more 'substantial', which to her meant ordering a pizza. An extra large meat feast, naturally. Her viewers didn't seem to mind her eating and snacking on camera - in fact, a few of them even encouraged and asked for it!
She wasn't expecting trick-or-treaters up to her apartment, but she had a bowl of assorted bite-size chocolates ready for them just in case. Besides, it meant more for her if they didn't turn up.
She also had to dress for the occasion too. She was wearing a Resident Evil 7 shirt, the game logo graphic stretching against her large chest, and the hem stopping just above her naval. Her sweatpants were soft and comfy as always, if a little snug around her thick thighs. The waistband was hidden in the front by her overhanging belly, and her love handles and backside squished out over the top.
When the time hit 8:40pm, she put out one more post while getting her stream ready.
Ava Cooper Avanator
Fearball Stream in 20 minutes! Come on in and chat while I get ready! <3
Sure enough, the viewer count quickly started climbing. A few names she recognised as either repeat viewers or fellow streamers. A lot of the former seemed rather pleased to see she already had facecam up and running, her plump cheeks blushing at them saying how cute and cuddly-looking she was. She didn't even think twice about those asking if she had plenty of food and snacks ready for the night, or the high amount of positive emojis she saw when she said she had plenty of snacks ready, and a pizza on the way. Though a couple of them asking if she would eat on stream made her a little curious, but she shrugged.
"Don't see why not," she'd responded in her light cockney accent that people seemed to love as well.
She felt a little flutter in her chest when the time crept closer to 9pm. She always loved doing special streams like this, they were so exciting!
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Finally, the hour hit, and she gave a sweet grin to the camera while waving a plump paw. "Hey everyone! Avanator here, welcome to the Fearball Stream! 'Ope all of ya are 'avin' a great Halloween so far!"
While she pulled up the first game, she smiled as she took glances at the comment feed.
"hey cutie ;)"
"you look cute tonight as usual <3"
"Always look forward to Fearball! The games are so bad but Ava is great!"
"hope she eats on cam again :sweat:"
The first game she had was another Sonic creepypasta romhack. She had played and seen more than a few of them, and the sheer amount of gore and shock factor just made her giggle more than anything. That one was finished in about 10 minutes.
While she played, the donations came in as usual. She never asked her viewers to donate unless it was a charity stream, so it made her feel really good to see them donate some money to her solely because they felt like it. Granted the donations usually didn't exceed £10, but it was the thought that counted, so she thanked everyone for each one.
The next game was a decent RPG Maker game that made her jump a few times. Her viewers seemed to enjoy those parts, commenting about the 'nice bounce' she had. Clearly she hadn't noticed that her chest jiggled quite a bit when she jolted from the legit scares she got.
After that was a Pokemon romhack. The tryhard shock value made her eyes roll.
The Mario creepypasta hack after that had a jumpscare that at least made her lift her chin off her hand. Thankfully her viewers were choosing bad romhacks on purpose for a joke, so they were either amused or endeared at how her usual cheery grin had turned into a bored frown with half-lowered eyelids.
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An hour later, her large belly let out a hungry growl, demanding to be sated. She blushed at the loudness of it, only because her mic had caught it and so had her viewers.
"wow that was loud :blush:"
"there an earthquake over there?"
"better fill up <3"
A shy smile crossed her muzzle. "Heheh, guess she's excited for that pizza," she giggled, then her pointed ears pricked up at a rapping at the door. "Ooh, 'ere's 'opin' that's it now! Back in a bit!"
She slowly lifted herself off her chair and turned around to grab the money set aside for the delivery, the soft glow of her monitor treating her viewers to a view of her massive, globular backside without her knowing.
Much to her relief, it was indeed a beagle in a Domino's uniform at the door, holding a huge pizza box and a 2-litre bottle of orange Fanta in his paws. He looked to be in his late teens and a bit flustered to see the massive sphere of jaguar belly wobbling in front of him when its owner answered.
"U-um, extra-large meat feast combo for Miss Cooper...?" He muttered, his cheeks flushing red and his tail wagging behind him.
"Oh you're a lifesaver, love," she purred, taking the food from him and placing some notes and coins in his paw. "Cheers!"
"N-no problem," he managed a dorky smile, and shuddered a bit as her belly let out another demanding grumble. "H-happy Halloween...!"
"You too!" She chirped, and waited till he disappeared around the hallway corner (mainly because he was staring at her belly the whole way and she didn't want to be rude) before shutting the door.
She returned to her seat, letting out a relieved exhale. "And I'm back! Ooh, this thing looks lovely~" she purred, flipping the box open and watching the delicious-smelling vapour rise up from the huge, cheesy and meaty pizza. "Ya don't mind if I have some on cam, do ya?"
"go right ahead! enjoy!"
"that looks so good omg"
"doesnt bother me :thumbsup:"
"PLS PLS PLS PLS <3 <3 <3"
Ava giggled as she took a wedge of pizza from the box, sliding her tongue greedily across her lips. "Well I ain't one to disappoint!" she purred, then opened her jaw wide to dump it in. She chomped down, taking a huge bite of it and chewed slowly, enjoying the heavenly mixture of bread, cheese and various meats. "Mmmm~"
As Ava ate and gamed simultaneously, she rolled her eyes with a knowing grin at the donations that started flowing in. Every time she started eating mid-stream, for some reason her viewers went nuts for it and encouraged it. This time was no exception.
NekoMystic donated £5
"Can you eat 2 slices at once? <3
Ava piled two slices on top of each other and gobbled them up with ease. "Thanks for the fiver, love~" she purred, giving a cute wink to the cam and continued playing.
Crocboy donated £8
"how much fanta can u drink at once??"
Ava smirked and lifted the large bottle of orange soda, her ears twitching as the carbonation hissed from her turning the lid. "How 'bout we find out!"
She put the top to her mouth and began chugging. Her belly gurgled softly from the gas building up as she drank and drank, until half the bottle was emptied into it.
"Aaahhhh..." she sighed, wiping her muzzle, then let out a deep, thunderous belch that shook her camera slightly. "Blimey, 'scuze me!"
The amount of heart emojis she received made her feel better about that.
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At 10pm, after a long time of playing 'scary' games and stuffing her face with pizza, soda and candy, a donation alert caught Ava's attention. A quite different one, that she'd never seen before.
Anon donated £200
"Play this game at the witching hour."
Ava tilted her head quizzically. She certainly hadn't seen an 'Anon' in the stream chat, or ever in the stream at all. But at the same time, so much money...she had to do it. She couldn't take all that money and not live up to the quest. And besides, it was just to play a game they'd linked. What could the harm be?
While a 'scary' cutscene played in a Zelda creepypasta hack, she clicked the link, which went to an automatic download. She was startled, thinking she'd just been tricked into downloading a virus, but her virus protection gave it the all clear. Plus, it was a RPG Maker file. Though, no harm in checking with her viewers.
"'Ey loves," she said to the cam, "someone just made a big donation for me to play a game called Catfood. Anyone 'eard of it before?"
"no idea :S"
"never heard of it"
"idk u shud play it tho"
"Yeah, I'm gonna check it out at midnight," she responded, then went back to her stream. "Right then, next we have a quick Amnesia mod to check out..."
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Ava let out a yawn and took another big drink of soda. Five minutes till midnight, so it was nearly time for that weird game. That big donation came with a pledge, and she had to live up to it.
She pulled up the software and loaded the RPG game onto it. Surprisingly, it loaded and started running. "Righ' then, s'finally time for Catfood, loves. Lessee what we 'ave here..."
The first thing to come up was a black screen, with the game title in white and 'Start' being the only option. She shrugged and hit enter, causing the text to fade, and some new text to appear for a moment.
Prepare for a full-filling experience.
She blinked, assuming the word 'fulfilling' had been misspelled. A common trend with RPG Maker games.
The screen faded in on what looked like a forested area with a dirt path leading upward. A character was in the middle of the clearing, a rather fat jaguar girl with brown hair, wearing a black shirt, large white belly showing, and black pants.
"Wow," she muttered, "looks a lot like me, don't she? Heh, never thought I'd ever get a fan game!" She purred, her tail swaying behind her as she smiled.
She led her pixelised form upward onto the next screen, which showed the front of what looked like a large mansion. On the porch was what looked like a large slice of cream cake, with a big strawberry on top. Of course she had her character walk up to it and pick it up.
What followed was a rather well-framed animation of the tubby cat eating up the cake with deep 8-bit 'crunches' that represented bites, then a rising bleep for the gulp. The pixel-Ava rubbed her belly happily, and bloated the tiniest bit wider in size accompanied by a deep 'bloop' noise, making the real thing giggle.
Ava felt the tiniest snug in her sides, and she squirmed to get comfier as she had her apparent avatar enter the mansion.
Inside was a rather lavish foyer, with some calm but foreboding music playing. Right at the foot of the grand staircase was a large bag labelled 'Crisps'.
Ava took her attention off the game to check on the stream's comments, and smiled. "I know, it's so weird! She looks like she's wearin' the same clothes as me right now!"
When she went back to the game, she saw her avatar was at the stairs, standing sideways as little yellow pixels poured into her mouth from the bag.
Now that was weird. She could swear she wasn't pressing anything on the keyboard. How did she get there? Did a cutscene play when she wasn't looking?
Another deep 'bloop' sounded as the character bloated a little wider, and Ava tugged the hem of her shirt as she felt a little more cramped all of a sudden.
The wider protagonist slowly turned in place, facing the stairs as the camera panned up to the top. There stood what looked like a slender black cat woman, wearing a witch's outfit. A text box appeared beneath her, with letters crawling inside.
If you want to leave this place, you will want to find me,
My sanctum is below, but you'll need a special key~
Look in this room and that room, you'll find it and be free,
But if you lose all control...oh what fun that will be~
And with that, the black cat vanished in a spiral of purple magic, and the camera panned back to the large jaguar. Ava wondered what that vague warning could mean, but she at least had an objective - look around the rooms for a key into the cellar. Pretty simple for an RPG Maker game, but it was what it was.
And so, she began leading her (not-so) little self around toward some rooms. She could swear she was moving faster than she was before entering the mansion...
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Ava went to room after room on the mansion's ground floor, finding no luck when it came to a key. However, each new screen she came across had a bit of junk food for her. A chocolate bar on the floor, a slice of pie on a bedside table, a cola bottle on a shelf, and even a fudge brownie on the living room mantel.
Strangely, it seemed every time an item of food appeared on screen, her avatar moved itself toward it to eat it up and bloat a little bigger. She didn't think much of it, seeing no reason not to take the food.
But what was even stranger was, every time Game!Ava ate some food and bloated a little bigger, Real!Ava felt a little more cramped. She wiggled her massive butt in her chair, her love handles feeling more squished, and her shirt stuck into her belly and chest a little more. She also heard a few ominous creaks from below her, but she couldn't think of what it could be.
"hey did u get bigger??"
"omg your cheeks <3"
"u look fatter?? cute tho"
She smirked at the comments, assuming they were talking about the in-game Ava. "I know, look at the speed I'm goin' at now too!" She watched as her avatar lumbered down a hallway she had yet to explore.
She eventually came up to a pair of large double doors, using a key she'd found in the master bedroom (as well as a big chunk of apple pie) to open them and go in.
Inside the room, the camera panned upward to a long, rectangular table, surrounded by chairs and draped in white covers. Topping the surface were some old candelabras that were lit, giving the room a soft glow. Clean white plates were set up in front of each chair, which made her assume this was the dining room.
She had her enormous avatar lumber toward a seat at the top of the table and sit down, which triggered a cutscene. A ghostly rat girl, wearing a chef's uniform, faded into view on top of the table, facing the fat feline in game. Another text box appeared.
"Welcome, special guest!" the text crawled. "Please make yourself comfortable, dinner will be ready in a few seconds!"
Silver cloches faded in from thin air and covered every plate on the table. The one in front of Ava lifted to reveal coloured shapes on top of the plate.
It's a cooked chicken dinner! With mashed potato, sweetcorn and gravy! It smells absolutely divine, and you can't resist digging in!
As the text implied, the in-game blob heartily dug into the food, finishing it quickly and letting out a bit-crushed burp before bloating even bigger. The snug sensation on the real life Ava grew tighter.
The plate slid away from her, and another covered one approached, cloche lifting.
A succulent, honey roasted turkey! Nothing wrong with a second course!
And the in-game fatty gobbled up some more food, emptying that plate, and the next one, and the next one...
By the time every plate was finished, including a delicious triple-layer double-chocolate ice cream cake for dessert, the pixellated jaguar was practically a large polygonal blob. A snort escaped the real Ava as her in-game form crushed the chair she was in and flopped onto the ground with a bit-like crash.
Her amusement was short lived however, as she suddenly heard a loud creak beneath her, and realised she felt incredibly snug in her chair.
CRUNCH!!
All of a sudden, Ava was staring up at her ceiling, sprawled on the floor with quite a cramped feeling in her rump. "Oof, blimey...what 'appened there then?"
She looked down, but saw a humongous pair of globes where her breasts should be, and past them, a ginormous sphere of fluffy flab that jiggled and rippled with every attempt she made to right herself. Her shirt felt incredibly tight, to the point where seams and stitches were giving up and popping as she stretched her arms out on the floor to push herself up. "Oof, c'mon now, up ya get..."
With a bit of effort, she managed to sit upright, and could see herself in the facecam. Her cheeks had grown incredibly round, her mouth smaller and giving her a bit of a squint. Her double chin was now very obvious, and even beginning to form into a triple chin. Her neck looked thicker too, and her shoulders broader.
Beneath that, as well as her bigger boobs and blobbier belly, her back developed a slope of sagging rolls and folds, her love handles had become thicker, and her rump had spread out quite a bit across the floor. Her massive belly forced her thick, tree-trunk legs outward.
"omg ava u alright?? :("
"holy shit shes huge!!"
"wow omfg look at her :sweat:"
"it's like she gets fatter every time she eats in game!! O_o"
That last comment she read in the stream feed helped her realise what was going on. Somehow, this weird game was making her grow fatter whenever her avatar did! How in the heck was that possible?!
"Blimey," she panted, still rather winded from the effort of sitting up, "I'm guessin' I'll 'ave to beat this game to stop all this 'appenin', eh?"
She looked at the game window, and spotted something shiny on the plate the cake had originally been on.
Obtained Cellar Key.
Ava smirked confidently, causing her massive cheeks to squish and dimple into her face, and she placed her sausage fingers on the keyboard.
"Les' do this loves~"
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With a lot of encouragement from her followers, a lot of patience for her slow avatar lumbering from screen to screen at a snail's pace, and a steady pace of junk food as fuel, Ava made her way down to the cellar door.
"Bit of a slow game," she commented, and her ears lowered a little as she heard an ominous gurgle in her belly, causing her to cram another big chocolate bar into her oversized maw. "But I guess that's a good thing, eh?"
She entered the room and the screen changed. It was completely black, with her avatar slowly lumbering inside. A white magic circle faded into view, the blobby furball standing at the outer rim. In the middle was a cauldron bubbling with green liquid. A purple swirl of magic formed next to it, and the witch from before appeared. Her text box appeared.
So you've waddled your way to the near-end of your quest,
But if you think I'm done, then surely you jest~
Before you can leave, you have one more trial,
Fail, and you'll be staying here for a while~
Ava lowered her ears and leaned toward the screen. At least as much as her enlarged breasts and belly would let her without forcing her desk into the wall some more. "Bring it on then, witchy!"
By now you've probably guessed what's happening to you,
When you fatten up in my world, you grow in yours too~
Impossibly thick rolls on your belly, your back and limbs with fold upon fold,
There's a way to not burst out of your room, listen and be you'll be told~
The witch stepped toward and the key appeared before her.
Simply waddle over here and take the key,
And squeeze your way out the door, it's just that easy~[b]
Doing what she was told, she picked up the key, and went to waddle out the door. She stopped and the camera panned up to the witch. The room suddenly lit up with magic, and a quick camera pan revealed that everywhere, surrounding the circle were piles upon piles of sweets and baked desserts. Cakes, chocolates, pies, crumbles, the works!
[b]But before you leave and make your way back,
Could I tempt your clothes-destroying belly with a snack~?
And the food began to close in on the pixellated blob! Ava gulped, knowing full well what would happen when she got near food, but whenever it even got near her, her in-game self grabbed it automatically and gulped it down!
And of course, both jaguars began to bloat up uncontrollably. "B-blimey...need to get outta there...!"
Naturally, it wouldn't be easy. The in-game Ava was taking her time lumbering her oversized self toward the cellar door, and of course she was grabbing cupcakes and bars as soon as they were within grabbing range.
Ava huffed and groaned as the seams of her shirt began to tear, the logo on it stretching and distorting with her expanding chest. Her thighs and backside squished against the fabric of her sweatpants, her butt actually beginning to spill over the waistband. Stitches creaked and popped as her mass grew larger and took up more of the room. Her arms grew thicker, her wrists overcoming with thick 'sleeves' of fluffy flab, and her hands grew wider her fingers more like sausages with blunted claws. Her face took up more and more space on the cam, with her cheeks overtaking her mouth and giving her a very noticeable squint. Her triple chin was starting to deform into one huge slab of fat beneath her face.
An annoyed grunt escaped the growing mass of nerdy feline as her oversized avatar had indeed entered a new screen, but seemed to be stuck in the cellar door. She mashed buttons, but no good.
Food floated in from off-screen and into her mouth, causing the pixellated blob and her player to bloat larger and fatter until she managed to burst free of the door with a loud, bit-crunched crash. She sighed with relief, because her plumper fingers were making it more awkward to use they keyboard.
The protagonist kept being assaulted with fattening treats the closer she got to the front door of the mansion. So wide in fact, that her tire-sized love handles squished into the frames of both double doors. The real jaguar grunted, her breathing growing laboured with the effort it was taking to press keys taking the energy out of her.
Since she was still technically inside the mansion, the food was still appearing before her. "C'mon, don't-" she pleaded, but her avatar automatically ate it up. Like before, her wide frame grew wider, cracking the door frame visibly. "Ugh..."
Eventually, after many whole cakes and pies, the massive ball of yellow and spotted pixels burst through the door and rolled out onto the dirt path. A deep, bit-crushed belch sounded from the fat feline, and a little contented smile could be seen on her face as the screen faded to black.
Congratulations, you have escaped!
...but at what cost?
Well, anyone who could see the real Ava right then could see the cost plain as day. On the facecam was nothing but squinted eyes and a tiny mouth surrounded by yellow and spotted fur spreading off screen. Her massive cheeks lost the battle with gravity and sagged down, and her chin hosted one massive slab of pure fluffy fat that coated the front of her new rolls of neck fat.
Outside the cam, to say Ava was a blob would be generous. She was more of a shapeless mass of blubber that took up the entire room, spreading wall to wall in soft, warm, gelatinous jaguar. Her breasts had finally broken through the confines of her shirt, which had given up and torn to shreds during her escape. Her sweatpants met the same fate, unable to contain anymore butt and leg fat and tearing apart from the effort. Her tree-trunk sized thighs were spread apart by her colossal belly, which was split into two enormous slabs by one thick fold and forcing her computer desk against the wall. Her massive backside was made of a pair of massive spherical masses of flab, topped by an avalanche of sloping fat rolls on her back, reaching up to the thick neck fold behind her. Her plump paws and fat feet were nearly absorbed into the large folds on her wrists and ankles.
Ava huffed and puffed, relieved to see the game was finally over. "Wow, that was a ride...sorry if I made any of ya uncomfy..." she mumbled to the camera.
Her eyes widened slightly at the response from the comments.
"omfg ur huge! O.O cute!! <3"
"can u zoom out?? need to see rest of u"
"hooottttttt :sweat: :sweat: :sweat: :sweat:"
"Wow, you look so big! But you suit it <3"
A blush formed on her massive cheeks. "Hehe, thanks loves...gonna take some time to recover after this, but I'll be back soon-ish!"
After a bit of finishing up, she turned off the stream and let out a sigh of relief. That was a heck of a game.
It was quite a surprise to see the good reaction to seeing her so huge...maybe if she had a way to quickly slim down, she could make a thing out of this...
Category Story / Fat Furs
Species Jaguar
Size 50 x 50px
File Size 28.4 kB
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Great idea to really invest in Ava's role as a game streamer-makes this feel more like a story about her specifically, since it wouldn't happen to just any fat girl. The concept of a cursed game is great too, such a creative way to make a girl massive while relating strongly to her unique character
I also loved Ava's personality throughout, so perky and happy, and yet obvious to the fact her fans find her hot. Most streamer characters are the opposite and its a nice change of pace.
Overall, this is a great story. Top notch work.
I also loved Ava's personality throughout, so perky and happy, and yet obvious to the fact her fans find her hot. Most streamer characters are the opposite and its a nice change of pace.
Overall, this is a great story. Top notch work.
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