Gain Over - Part 1 - Camilla

At an old Austrian castle. From the worshippers of chaos, rise the plea for the return of the Lord of Darkness. A woman in a frilly red dress stood before an altar which held an old beat down, black coffin with a cross on the front.

‘We crave the presence of the embodiment of suffering, the ruler of darkness’ she said, spreading her arms.

A pillar of light enveloped the coffin with a sharp noise, cracks began to appear all over it, and soon enough it shattered completely. The tall, imposing figure of Count Dracula was now standing where the coffin was; a long black cape covering him from the neck down, his face pale as the moon with silvery hair covering the top and bottom of his head.

‘I have waited for this moment, to be awake again. To bask in darkness and feel the moonlight within’

‘Count Dracula, I’m honored to be in your presence,’ the woman said.

‘Indeed, Camilla. Though I lack my full power.’

‘I’m sorry we couldn’t restore you completely, my Lord, we can work on a rite to replenish…’

‘That won’t be necessary, I know of another way, but there’s something that I must ask of you,’ he opened his hand, revealing a small yellowish one-eyed creature with tentacles standing on it.

‘What is it, my lord?’ Asked Camilla.

‘This is a fatty, it is a demon that infects the bodies of humans and amplifies their sinful nature. But I need a host for it to multiply and spread across the world.’

‘My Lord, I’d be honored to take on this task,’ said Camilla with a bow, not really knowing what she was getting herself into.

She stood straight again, Dracula reached out to her opening his palm wider, the yellowish creature jumped towards her and landed on her cleavage, melting into her skin right away. 

Camilla felt a tickle in her chest which quickly went to her abdomen; from there it spread out to the rest of her body with a slightly less intense sensation, all the while a faint gurgle came from her midsection. It wasn’t long before the pressure started to build up inside. Her stomach felt so full; almost as if she had just emptied several humans of their blood, but at the same time she got really hungry for even more.

‘Your evilness, what is happening to me?’ she asked with mild shock.

Dracula looked as serious as ever, ‘why, it is multiplying inside of you, of course.’

Camilla could feel her dress getting tighter and tighter each second. As her stomach got bigger and rounder the seams were stretching to try and compensate for her expanding waist. Her whole body felt very hot, her butt swelled up, her face got puffy, arms and legs grew thicker and flabbier, the leathery fabric of her gloves and boots was being stretched to its limits. 

‘Huff! -- How much long is this going to last, my Lord? Hah!’ She asked breathing heavily.

‘A significant amount is required before we can spread them around… Or are you saying you’d rather quit?’

‘Of, uff! -- Of course not, Lord Dracula.’ She said stepping back. She tried to bow, but her belly was so big and her dress so tight by now that she could hardly mover her torso.

She didn’t want to appear unapologetic to her master so she pulled harder forcing her way down. Her dress ripped brashly at the sides from the sudden movement; she could feel the fatty flesh pouring out of the rips, but she kept her position as the embarrassment of disrespect was way stronger than that of the wardrobe malfunction caused by her figure filling up the way it was, which didn’t seem to show any sign of stopping.

All of a sudden several fatties phased out of her skin, she was sweating profusely. Count Dracula looked pleased. ‘I think you’re big enough to start,’ he said, ‘now with the help of the fatties, this world and all of its time periods will be overrun by sin and fall into my hands.’

Camilla was now trying desperately to hold the torn dress together; her fat filled breasts were almost spilling out of it, same as her newly formed love handles. She looked up and saw her master flinging his arms to the sides, several portals formed all around. Then she knew what he planned, to spread gluttony, one of the sins humans are the most weak to, and make everybody succumb to it with the help of the fatties. She marveled at the genius of her Lord, but even though she was eager to see his plot come to fruition, she really wanted to get some bigger clothes, or a big meal to devour, whichever she could get first.

To be continued…

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So this is the first part of my Gain Over story that I'm doing for my Patreon page, as a sort of continuously funded illustrated WG story; similar to Axel-Rosered's "No more skinny girls". The premise here is that these fatty creatures are going across all of the video game universes, since they're all theoretically connected. Fatties are tiny demons from Breath of Fire 2, in that game they were all inside a queen's body, making her extremely fat; you had to turn small, enter her body and get rid of all of them so she'd be thin again... Here, I don't think the girls will be as lucky, though. ;3

So I hope that you enjoy the story. I'm not a pro at writing but I want to get better at it, so if you think there's anything I could improve about it, I'd like to hear it.

So, if you're interested in supporting this project, please consider becoming a patron on my Patreon by following this link: www.patreon.com/gainover There will be rewards for anyone who donates, like entering free art raffles.

I'm doing this as a way to keep doing this kind of art and supporting myself, and at the same time giving something back to the expansion art community.  Thanks in advance if you decide to support.