After another 20 or so minutes relaxing in the hot bath, Hinata had decided that she was finally ready to finish up and start the rest of the day. Currently, she was brushing her teeth while staring at her new form in the mirror, her left hand slowly stroking her enlarged belly. Her belly, filled up with a healthy pack of biscuits, gurgled slightly as it digested its haul, while constantly sending a pleasurable buzz to her brain. Every so often, the girl would turn and examine herself from another angle, a mixture of curiosity and amazement coloring her features. It still felt surreal seeing herself in this state. A part of her kept expecting to wake up in her bed, back in her skinny state, with the whole thing being a most bizarre dream. But the feelings she experienced were too real for it to be a dream. Though who could blame her for thinking otherwise?
'I wonder how much bigger I'm gonna be…" Hinata thought to herself as she finished rinsing her mouth and moving on to drying her hair. Hinata had a towel wrapped around her hips, leaving the rest of her flabby skin exposed. The tightness of the towel emphasized the largeness of her belly and sides with the way they poured over the cloth. Having a clear view of herself, Hinata imagined how she would look a few days from now. She was definitely going to get bigger, that much was certain. Mira wasn't going to let her refuse her hospitality, and Hinata didn't really want to either. Just thinking about how many meals she was going to consume for the rest of the day made the pleasant tingling in her belly grow even stronger. Even after the dozens of biscuits she had just eaten, she didn't really feel all that full. In fact, now that she thought about it, she hadn't really felt full ever since she got here. She certainly felt bloated whenever she ate a lot, but thinking back to it, there was never a moment where she felt like she couldn't truly eat anymore. No matter what, she always craved something tasty going into her mouth.
"I'll ask Nell about it," Hinata decided. She really enjoyed the kinship she felt with the other shy girl, and she felt that Nell at the very least would speak to her honestly. Hinata still at the very least wanted more answers as to why she was eating so much with no damaging effects to her outside of gaining pounds. Something told her that she wasn't going to get a straight answer out of either Mira or Lenn. When it came to those two, it seemed like their goal was just for Hinata to relax and not experience a single remotely stressful thought. Though Hinata assumed that they just didn't want to worry her, and a product of their overprotectiveness. If she talked to Nell on the other hand, she might learn something more definite.
After fully drying herself and getting her daily upkeep out of the way, she felt a sudden pang of worry as she laid eyes upon her change of clothes. Mira had left a set of clothes for her, a simple white-buttoned shirt and blue pants. However, it wasn't the style that bothered her, but rather its size. It was apparent right away that the buttoned shirt was way too small for her, especially now. The pants weren't much better either, clearly looking as if they were meant for a girl that was half her current size. The bra and panties were bigger than usual, but still not enough to fit her new form. Confused, Hinata wondered why Mira would make such an oversight. There was no way she missed the fact that these clothes were too small. Did she do it on purpose, or were there simply no clothes in her size? The only conclusion she could come to was that they didn't have any spare clothes in her size. She remembered Charlotte having some bigger clothes, but perhaps they weren't enough to cover her now. After all, it's not like Charlotte was overweight or anything. Neither was Mira, nor Lenn…
In fact, as Hinata thought back on all the villagers, she realized that all the women she saw so far were thin and in good shape. She was already vaguely aware of this, but after spending a couple days in the village, it truly hit her that she never saw a single person who was overweight. Nobody except herself. This thought genuinely baffled her. With how excellent the food was, how on earth were there no fat women in the village?! If anything, every one of them should be at least her current size, or even bigger.
"Oh well, another question for Nell then I guess," Hinata sighed. Such things would have to wait until she got dressed, which she just realized would become a tough ordeal for her from now on. Guess she shouldn't have taken the ease of getting dressed for granted. Holding up the white shirt against her body, she immediately took notice of how much wider she was compared to it. Several inches of her fat were exposed past each side, and the sleeves were little more than half the size of her arm flab. The length of her shirt was just barely able to reach her pelvic area, but she knew that wouldn't last if she put it on. Placing the shirt back down, Hinata grabbed the white panties and decided to start with that instead. Right away she noticed her first obstacle: she couldn't see her feet! Her lack of sight, along with her decrease of space to move around, meant that this would be quite the struggle.
"Guh, cmon…" Hinata muttered as she bent down, feeling the folds of her belly fat squeeze together. Not being able to bend down as much was another obstacle she now had to adjust for. Still not able to really see her feet, the most Hinata could do was hold the panties down as far as she could, and simply move her foot around until it made contact with the cloth.
"Eep!" Hinata squeaked as she nearly lost her balance for a second. As she moved her foot around, Hinata had to balance herself on just her other foot, and nearly toppled to the ground due to her sudden lack of balance, the third obstacle that came with being fat. Forcing her airborne foot back to the group to keep from falling, Hinata felt a sudden wave of jiggling throughout her entire body for a few seconds, a feeling which was oddly ticklish. With another intake of breath, Hinata tried again, taking a few extra seconds to get her foot and underwear in the right position. Luckily after some effort, she was able to get her right foot inside the underwear, and it was much easier to get her other foot in. After taking an extra second to rebalance, she pulled the panties up her legs.
A sudden, and rather loud, sound of fabric stretching ripped through the air as Hinata pulled the panties up her enlarged thighs. Oh yeah, they were definitely not meant for a girl her size. With another strong pull, she brought the panties up to cover her large, bouncy butt. The stretching sound only got louder as the cloth took on its difficult challenge. With a whispered "One more!" Hinata pulled on the panties again, and finally was able to get the undergarments past her chubby lower cheeks. After taking a short moment to congratulate herself, she went near to the mirror to see how she looked. Glancing over her shoulder to the mirror, she examined how she appeared from behind. She could see how the panties tightly clung around her bottom, squeezing about an inch or two into her flesh. Because of its small size, a least half of her butt was exposed, something that was a first for her. Thankfully she was around people she was comfortable with, but this would still take some getting used to.
After a few more seconds of examination, Hinata moved on to the bra. Thankfully, the bra was the easiest to put on. It was still a bit of a tight fit, squeezing into her sizable breasts more than usual, but getting it in place caused her little trouble. Unfortunately, the same could not be said for the buttoned shirt. Hinata knew right away that this would be the most dangerous one. "Alright, come oooon," she strained as she did her best to shove her left arm into the sleeve. Getting her hand in was easy enough, but the fabric immediately resisted her attempt to force the rest of her flabby arm in, not wanting to give in without a fight. With another pull, the sleeve slowly but surely expanded, left with no choice but to let the chubby intruder in. Hinata tried her best to ignore the sounds of overburdened cloth. 'Hopefully Mira wouldn't be too upset if these clothes got stretched out,' Hinata thought to herself. Another loud, almost tearing sound rang out as Hinata got her other arm in. Then came the part Hinata was most worried about: the buttons. It was obvious that she would have to stretch the shirt out to its limits just to get it buttoned up, and that wasn't even considering how much bigger she would be getting after today. After all, Hinata was fully planning on eating a lot today.
Hinata began to button up her shirt. Each one was more of a struggle than the last. With the first two, she felt her chest squeeze together as the shirt constricted around her body. However, the buttons around her belly proved to be the worst of the lot. Hinata found herself having to use her hand to press her belly in just to make room, which only made the process trickier. After some effort, she succeeded in getting all the buttons on, but it was clear that this shirt might not last long. It felt like a giant, invisible hand was constricting her, every part of her forcefully packed into fragile cloth that was doing its best to hold her fat in. Looking at the mirror, she took notice on how her belly fat seeped through the gaps between each button. The buttons themselves held together just barely, each of them looking ready to pop out with the slightest gesture. Though on the bright side, the tightness wasn't all that painful, just a bit uncomfortable. Still any clothes were better than nothing.
Satisfied with her appearance for the time being, Hinata left the bathroom in search of Mira. She enjoyed the burst of cool air touching her skin after spending so much time bathing in hot water. Slipping on some shoes she saw left for her near the door, she wandered around the hallways in her search. Each step caused a continuous wave of jiggles through her body; something which she still had to get used to. Enjoying the décor of the house for a bit, she had a bit of luck as she suddenly noticed Mira entering the hallway looking for her.
"Ah there you are, dear. How was the bath?"
Smiling back, Hinata said to her "Just perfect. I never had such a fancy bath before."
Mira's features brightened further, "Oh, was that your first time in a high-class bath?" After Hinata's nod, she bragged further, "I suppose that's to be expected. Ninja villages can be a little stuffy about those things sometimes. Most other villages focus on just the necessities, but I like to splurge a bit with my home. It can be such a hassle having to travel across the world just to find the best things, so I figured why not just make them myself? Food, spas, even maybe make a hot spring when I get the chance."
"Y-you can do that?" Hinata gasped in amazement.
"Sure, just takes a little practice and I can get one made. Just gotta brush up on some more magic and it'll be easy." Mira stated with no lack of confidence.
Hinata paused a bit, still wrapping her head around the fact that despite the humble appearance, this village was filled with ninjutsu masters, and that these women didn't even seem to realize how advanced their knowledge on it was.
"By the way, that shirt looks great on you." Mira smirked as she admired Hinata's appearance, making the girl blush.
"Oh… really? It's actually kind of tight." The teen looked down at herself and how her clothes were nearly bursting at the seams.
"Haha, yeah sorry about that. I think Charlotte had some bigger clothes, but I forgot to ask her for some. It's not a big deal though, we have PLENTY of spare clothes for you. So don't worry if a few of those buttons pop out and expose your cute little belly." Mira seemed oddly eager as she finished that last part, almost like she was looking forward to the shirt tearing. Hinata figured it must have been her imagination.
"So, what would you like to do first Hinata?" Mira asked. "We're getting an extra big brunch for you, but I can bring you some snacks if you like. I left you some biscuits back in the bath. Did you have some?"
"Y-yes. Thank you for them. They were really good." Hinata said joyfully. Just thinking about those soft, buttery hunks of bread made her mouth water.
"Glad to hear it, sweetheart. Would you like some more?"
"Well, umm, maybe not now. I was actually wanting to chat with Nell really quick. Is… that alright?"
"Oh, that's no problem. In fact, that gives us some time to make your next meal all the better, but I DO insist you take a snack with you. Here, I'll be right back." With that, Mira rushed out of sight before Hinata could respond. Still, the idea of another snack did sound appealing, as her now grumbling stomach could attest to.
*Minutes later*
"Oh! G-g-g-good morning Hinata!" sputtered out Nell, her face bright red as she saw her unexpected visitor.
"Good morning Nell, this isn't a bad time, is it?" Hinata asked politely, right after swallowing another mouthful of bread. Hinata was holding a rather large plastic bowl against her belly, a bowl filled with even more buttery biscuits given to her by Mira. It took quite a bit of convincing (okay, not really), but Mira was able to get Hinata stuck with more food to eat. It created a somewhat amusing image. Hinata's quiet voice and polite demeanor clashed with the brutish way she occasionally stuffed her cheeks with a handful of biscuits and devoured them like her life depended on it.
"N-n-n-n-no, p-p-please come in," Nell spurted out, overcome with embarrassment at the whole situation. Nell felt like she had to give a more elaborate welcome, but not knowing what else to do, she meekly stepped aside, letting Hinata in. Fortunately for her though, this gave Nell the chance to see Hinata up close and personal as she walked by. In the few precious seconds that felt like in slow motion, Nell admired Hinata's form from top to bottom. Her plump, full legs. Her large, bubbly butt that her pants clearly struggled to cover up, and just barely showing the tiniest peek of her crack. The oh so soft belly and the way it bounced and gurgled, endlessly digesting its near-constant stream of food. Her chubby arms and chest that each showed clear signs of widening. And just to make it better, as Hinata walked by Nell, she grabbed a handful of biscuits and raised it to her mouth. Nell got to see, in complete detail, the way Hinata's normally gentle eyes flickered with lust, the way her mouth opened wide like a gaping maw, and the satisfied yet voracious grunts and moans she let out as she stuffed her mouth and ground it all up.
Nell felt her body tingle as she stared. She couldn't get enough of watching Hinata. She loved the way Hinata looked, but most of all, she loved the way Hinata ate. There was just something about the way Hinata fed herself with little regard to the reaction of others that set something off inside her. She secretly hoped that the container Hinata held would never get empty so she could keep watching.
Letting out another loud, guttural gulp of food that made Nell rub her legs together, Hinata stepped into the middle of the living room and turned to face her. Hinata seemed unaware of the inner emotional turmoil that Nell was going through, and instead talked to her as kindly as she always did.
"Sorry that I'm imposing on you like this," Hinata began with surprising confidence, "but I wanted to get the chance the speak with you as soon as I could. I think once I meet up with everyone else I'll end up busy for the rest of the day, so I figured I'd chat with you real fast."
"Oh… okay. I don't mind at all…" Nell said, though trailing off as her eyes wandered to Hinata's belly. Her large, soft belly and how it seemed so eager to burst out of that tight shirt. A small part of her wondered if Hinata would say yes if she asked if she could touch it.
"So, I was wondering if you… if you…" Hinata started, but suddenly became quiet as she looked down at her biscuit bowl. As if she forgot Nell was even there, Hinata took a large whiff of the scent of baked bread.
"Aaaahhh…" Hinata moaned as she took in the smell. She just loved the smell of Mira's biscuits. After getting another hint of the aroma, she snatched up a handful of three biscuits forced them into her mouth. Closing her eyes, Hinata blissfully sighed as she ate, taking in every bit of flavor. Nell, though confused at her sudden change of behavior, did nothing to snap her chubby friend out of it. In fact, she was enjoying the show.
After another gulp, Hinata sighed happily as she slowly rubbed her growing belly. Nell could have sworn she heard the chewed biscuits plop into her stomach. Then after a few extra seconds, Hinata suddenly yelped as she broke out of her reverie.
"Oh! Uhh… hee hee, sorry about that." Hinata said sheepishly. "I guess I'm… kinda hungry."
Nell blinked a few times in silence, unsure of how to respond.
"Uhh, that's okay." Nell assured her, "I guess you haven't eaten very much today… right?"
Hinata responded with a blush, not wanting to say that she actually had quite a lot to eat, such as a family-sized breakfast and over a hundred biscuits.
Recovering quickly from her lapse in control, Hinata attempted to steer the subject back to what she came here for, "Oh sooo, Nell. I had a question I wanted to ask you."
"Oh, umm, sure. What is it?" Nell asked, hiding her surprise at how Hinata could switch between personas like that so skillfully.
"Well, ever since I came here I've started to gain weight. At first that really worried me because I'm supposed to stay thin as a ninja. I told Ms. Mira about this, and she explained to me that apparently the weight falls over in time. But I was curious as to how that actually works. How does the food work here?"
Hinata noticed that Nell seemed to have frozen into place. Upon Nell's face was a panicked expression, her eyes wide and frightened.
"Um… w-what's wrong?" Hinata asked, showing some nervousness of her own, realizing that she perhaps had broached a topic she was not supposed to.
"N-n-n-n-nothing!" squeaked Nell, her face sweating and her body shaking. Nell squirmed and averted her eyes away, frantically deep in thought on what to say next.
"Err, Nell?" Hinata cautiously inched towards the other teen, curious and worried. But Nell's reaction also began to rouse a hint of suspicion within her. A small part of Hinata was doubtful regarding Mira and Lenn's true intentions towards her from the very beginning. Her ninja bloodline made her more perceptive by nature, and her instincts were warning her that there was more going on here. Mira and Lenn were always oddly evasive whenever Hinata asked too many questions, but at the time Hinata thought that the reason was something more innocent in nature. She had touched the subject before with Nell yesterday, but this was the first real direct question she had ever asked her, and yet Nell acted like a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Was there really something more going on here?
"AAAHhh, umm," Nell yelped, waving her arms frantically, "it's okay. I, umm… I can tell you." Her face was still red with panic, though. "Err, come with me. I want to show you something."
Though with hesitancy, Nell offered to lead Hinata with her. Hinata quietly nodded and began to follow. The fact that Nell seemed prepared to give her answers eased Hinata's worries a little bit. If Nell was this willing to give in after little more than a minute of questioning, surely the truth couldn't be that bad, could it? Curiosity taking over, Hinata followed Nell as she was led outside. The brightening skies signified that it was still morning, and the cool air helped calmed the nerves of both girls. After a few minutes passing however, the growing cravings for food began to take precedence over her worries. Still holding her bowl, Hinata grabbed another handful and indulged herself. Letting out a quiet yet gleeful squeal, Hinata ate her worries away, opting instead to focus on the taste of food.
A similar wave of relief seemed to course through Nell as she saw her companion focus on something that was apparently more important. But her plan of action remained the same as the pair made their trek towards the outer part of the village. Hinata for the most part was only halfway paying attention considering she'd rather focus on feeding herself. However, what did eventually catch her eye was when they arrived at a large barn. For some reason, there was something about it that was odd to her.
"This is where we perform some of our research." Nell explained, which only made Hinata more curious.
"Research? What kind?"
"Well… you've been wondering how we make our food taste good, right? I can't show you everything, but I can show you this much at least." Nell described, though occasionally averting her eyes nervously.
"Oh…" Hinata sighed out. She wasn't sure what she was expecting, but she was excited to finally gain some information. Opening the door, Nell led her in.
What she saw was a bizarre mix of a regular barn and a laboratory. On one hand, there were areas filled with animals: cows, pigs, and chickens. But on the other hand, there were work tables packed with vials of unknown liquid, mysterious containers of some strange, green-colored substance, and plenty of ninjutsu scrolls covering the walls. The interior itself was oddly lit, with a mixture of multi-colored lights hanging from the ceiling, emitting some sort of strange gas from each of them. The appearance gave off an unnatural atmosphere, almost as if this were the home of a mad scientist rather than a simple farmer. Hinata gulped, for the first time feeling her appetite fade away.
"What… is this?" Hinata gasped, her eyes wide and filled with a mixture of curiosity, shock, and a bit of fear.
"This… this is how we make our food taste good." Nell began to explain, "Y-you see, a big part of being a culinary expert is having the best ingredients. We need the highest quality meat, the most bountiful vegetables, the highest quality soil, and so on. But… we don't want to have to rely on importing our ingredients from outside our village. We want to be able to get everything we need right here. So… that's what this is all for…" She gestured towards the lab table behind her, covered with all manner of mysterious vials and containers.
"Mira does a lot of her research and experiments in places like these. She's done most of the work here. You see, this liquid right here," she pointed towards a large glass container of green liquid, "is poured over the soil to keep it healthy and easy to grow our crops with. This one here," she pointed to a small glass of pink liquid, "we put into our feed that we give to our animals, and those lights from the ceiling emit a gas that the animals breathe. It keeps them healthy. Don't worry, the gas doesn't have any bad side-effects on us or anything."
"I… see…" Hinata muttered quietly, still processing everything shown to her. "But Nell, what about how the food itself affects… people? I mean, the way I'm so…" Hinata trailed off, looking down to her overweight state.
"Yes, right." Nell said, her expression steeled. "Well, one of the goals isn't just to make the food taste good, it's also to make the food healthier. Strengthens your bones, make you tougher, everything."
"R-really?" Hinata gasped.
"Hmm-hmm" Nell nodded, "And one of the only real side-effects is that it has a very high calorie count. It… can be easy to get fat from if you eat too much. But it makes you digest food really fast too, and it also increases your metabolism, so your body burns fats really quickly. You just have to stop eating as much for a few days for it to work. That's what Mira and Lenn meant when they said that the fat wears off."
Hinata's gasped as she took the information in. Her questions were finally being answered, but never would she have expected this to be the truth. This was definitely advanced ninjutsu. This was something nations across the world would want to get their hands on. Or at least it would be if not for the high calorie side effect. Someone who ate too much would become too fat to fight, which wouldn't be useful for war. But then again, it's not like there weren't ninjas who used weight to their advantage, and the idea of a super-healthy food was a major positive. This would still be something high in demand.
"I see…" Hinata mumbled quietly, still stunned over everything. But shock eventually gave way to a mixture of emotions.
"Umm, but, how about the fact that I can eat so much?" Hinata brought up the elephant in the room. "I know that it's not natural that I'm eating as much as I am. Do you know why?"
However, the moment she brought that up, Nell's expression hardened. It was a small change, but her ninja-like perception picked it up. With hesitation, Nell responded.
"Ah... well. Unfortunately, I don't know too much about that. In truth, Mira never really went into detail on that. The most she's ever really told me is that it makes your body tougher so it can hold more food in. But... I don't know much else. I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Hinata assured her. "I understand if you don't know."
Nell looked a little crestfallen, "T-thank you. I'm sorry that I can't really answer everything. But I-I'm sure Mira will tell you everything after a few days. Oh! But, don't tell anyone outside the village about anything of this. Everything about our conversation has to be kept a secret!" she added that last part quickly.
"Sure, I will. I won't tell anyone about this." Hinata smiled, though a small part of her was still curious. Hinata was perceptive enough to notice that Nell clearly wanted to tell her more, but couldn't for reasons she didn't know. While it was disappointing to not get an elaborate answer, Hinata wasn't too bothered by it either. The idea of the food making her body more durable seemed to make sense on its surface, so she was fine going by that explanation for the time being. Still, Hinata put a mental reminder in the back of the head to come back to this place when she the chance.
Hinata's reverie was interrupted by a sudden loud growl from her belly.
"Ooooh," Hinata moaned as she rubbed her gurgling stomach. "M-maybe I should eat first." Looking down, Hinata just noticed that her biscuit bowl was empty, with all its contents consumed along the way.
Nell smiled, "Y-yes! The next meal should be ready by now. But you already ate breakfast, right?"
Hinata pondered the question for a moment. She thought back to her breakfast-in-bed where she must have eaten at least two weeks' worth of food in one sitting, and what felt like over a hundred biscuits as her morning snack. So was she really still hungry?
"I'm…"
"Hm?"
"….I'm starving." Hinata admitted.
Nell seemed very pleased by that answer if her expression was anything to go by. "T-then we should hurry back. We've got plenty to feed you with. We'll make sure you're very f-, OH! Uhh, I mean, very well fed." She finished nervously.
"Hee hee, I can't wait. Lead the way Nell," Hinata sang out, her face brimming with glee.
With images of food on her mind, Hinata had to keep herself from drooling as the pair made their way back to the town center. With everything she learned, it almost felt like Hinata's appetite increased even further. Perhaps it was since not only was her body now capable of taking as much food as she wanted to fill it with, but also the fact that she could stop at any time and lose the weight. Even if it all sounded farfetched, Hinata felt that she could trust Nell, and thus did not doubt her words, even if she didn't know the full story. For that reason, Hinata didn't feel nearly as much guilt about overeating this time around. She simply let her mind bask in fantasies of eating as she walked alongside her friend.
After all, if she needed to lose weight, all Hinata had to do was stop eating for a few days and let the weight drop. However, Hinata had yet to realize that refusing one's desire is a feat much easier said than done, but that lesson would come later...
Hinata felt a sense of déjà vu once she arrived at the town center. Similar to when she first arrived in the village, she was swarmed by dozens of women as they all came at her at once, fawning over her.
"Hiya sweetie pie! We missed you!"
"You look beautiful, Hinata!"
"I hope you're hungry, Hinata! We've got a BIG meal for you!"
Hinata simply giggled and blushed as she was lavished by compliments. She still wasn't familiar with most of the faces in Bountiful Fields, but their warm greetings and words of praise made her happy all the same. Their cacophony of voices were loud, but even louder still were the ever-growing grumbles of Hinata's hungry belly. Hinata appreciated the attention, but she was rapidly growing more eager to get something warm and yummy in her mouth.
"Oh goodness, someone's hungry, isn't she?" This voice was from Lenn. Standing in front of her, before Hinata even had time to respond, Lenn immediately placed her dainty hands on Hinata's belly and began squeezing it firmly.
"Ahh! A-aahh! W-what… are… you?" Hinata frantically stuttered in between moans, unable to control her voice. Yet her protests went completely ignored by Lenn, who instead only increased her efforts. Taking advantage of the fat girl's distracted state, Lenn slipped her hands under Hinata's tight shirt in an instant, massaging her bare skin.
"AHH! M-Ms. Lenn! OHH!" Hinata yelped at the pleasurable assault on her body. Lenn's hands felt incredibly warm to the touch, and every stroke of skin sent a barrage of wonderful feelings into her brain. For reasons she couldn't understand, Hinata's body had somehow gotten incredibly sensitive. Lenn's hands should not feel this good, yet her simple touch felt so amazing that the shy girl released loud moans like a promiscuous harlot.
"Hmppph!" Hinata clapped her hands over her mouth to stop her own voice from ringing out, dropping her now empty bowl to the ground. Embarrassment filled her as she desperately tried to prevent making a show in front of so many women. Yet that did little to stop the pleasure that was practically driving her mad. This wasn't natural. This was no ordinary massage. Lenn was doing something that made her feel like this.
Almost as if reading her mind, Lenn spoke up, "It's my special massage, precious Hinata. I'm pretty good at using magic too, you know. Just with a simple touch, I can awaken enough sensitivity to make even the toughest person melt into mush. It's feels amazing, doesn't it?"
Hinata twitched at the realization. Indeed, she was surprised she hadn't thought of that possibility. It was the first time she had ever encountered, or even heard of, a technique that enhances the touch of a massage. However, knowing the trick didn't make the feelings any less potent. Even through muffled hands, Hinata couldn't stop herself from moaning. With every stroke of Lenn's hands, a wave of burning heat washed through her body, along with an equally strong rush of bliss. Hinata's body shook with increasing intensity with each second. She tried so hard to resist, but couldn't. Each wave of pleasure felt stronger than the last. With each second, Hinata felt her vision turn to white, her mind unable to fight back.
"It's okay sweetie," Lenn whispered, almost seductively, still not stopping.
"Remember, this is your special day. Remember, this is your paradise. We won't judge you for anything. Be as selfish as you want. Let out as much noise as you want. Don't be shy. Don't hold back."
"Hmmmmhm…!" Lenn's words slithered into Hinata's thoughts like a serpent. They echoed into her mind, and filled her with a pleasant warmth. Slowly, but surely, her resistance began to fade. Her hands covered her mouth with less force than usual, and her legs quaked even further, her knees clapped together. She felt the temptation. She felt the urge. The urge to give in. She thought of Lenn's words. She remembered Mira's words. This was her paradise. She could do whatever she wanted. Nobody could stop her, but… to just let a bunch of women touch her in public? To moan out loud in front of a crowd was too much for her, there was no way she could…
Then she suddenly felt a presence behind her. She didn't know why, but she instantly knew it was Mira. Her presence had a commanding feel that was unmistakable. Feeling the woman's arms hug her from behind, she felt a person's breath in her ear.
"Be a good girl, Hinata" came her voice, confirming Hinata's suspicion. "Lenn is right, we won't judge you poorly for anything." Mira hugged her tightly, pressing against her back and butt to the point that it she was practically glued to her, her body heat soaking gently into Hinata's body. It felt better than Hinata wanted to admit.
"Besides, we're just starting to bring your second breakfast out, and you can't fill up that empty stomach with your mouth covered, right?" Mira continued. And right as she said that, Hinata's nose picked up on the most wonderful smell. Right on cue, Hinata could smell what was surely to be a massive feast, just for her.
'Oh no, not thaaaaat!' Hinata cried inside her head as she let out a muffled gasp. That was it. That was her weak point. The very moment she caught the whiff of food, Hinata's body went wild. Her stomach gurgled loudly, sounding like a raging animal, letting out so much sound that she it felt like her entire body was shaking. Hinata's mind turned into a maelstrom of every wonderful memory she had from the past few days, namely, every memory she had of herself gorging on food. That, combined with Lenn's continuing massage, put Hinata through the most pleasant torture.
'Hmm! No, I can't leak my voice out! But, oohh, it smells so good… N-no! Must not think of it… But, but… hmmmm, got to resist! But, my belly, feels so empty. I… ate so much, but I feel so… hungry… hungry…"
"Pwaaaaahh" Hinata voice finally leaked out as her hands gradually parted from her mouth. The hypnotic aroma enraptured the girl as her inner desire overwhelmed her. Whatever embarrassment Hinata felt was slowly overwhelmed by her gluttonous need. The women surrounding her all reacted with joy at finally seeing the fat girl give in.
"There, there…" Mira whispered, "Good girl. Let it all out. Don't be shy. You poor thing, you must be so hungry. Please forgive us, sweetie. We've barely been feeding you at all, have we? It's okay, let us rub your poor belly so you feel better."
"AHH!" Hinata moaned helplessly as she suddenly felt hands all over her belly. Not just Lenn, but now Mira, and every villager nearby joined in, their hands rubbing, squeezing, and massaging every inch of her large belly. While none of them felt as good as Lenn, the sheer quantity made up for it, and overwhelmed the poor girl's senses. Unable to keep balance, Hinata fell to her knees, her chubby body jiggling as a response. However, this did not cease her relentless "treatment" by the women around her. Not missing even a second, they continued to relentlessly grope her fat with no shame or hesitation. Hinata could hold back no longer. It was just too much. Her still unsatisfied appetite, the smell of the food, the sensual touches of her companions. With her arms being pulled away from some of the villagers, Hinata's voice came out, and it came out loud. She moaned, and moaned, and moaned, her voice taking on a more erotic tone with each gasp of breath.
"There you go. Good girl… good girl." Cooed Mira. Heat continued to build up in Hinata's body has she felt hands all over her body. It wasn't just her belly this time. While the touches weren't too overt, she could feel their hands brush along her breasts, back, and butt. Hinata could barely sputter any protests because of how incredible it felt. Hinata knew that this was inappropriate, but she couldn't bring herself to speak up about it, because… because it felt too good. She couldn't, because Mira's constant encouragement made her feel less guilty. She couldn't… because deep down she was enjoying it. They lavished her with so much attention, they gave her so much freedom, they made sure she felt at little apprehension as possible, that Hinata couldn't help but give in to… darker thoughts. She flashed back to the bath, where she fantasized about showing off her body, and such thoughts only made her fall deeper into debauchery.
"Stop."
Mira spoke that simple word. She said it so gently and so quietly, yet in an instant, every single woman stopped their actions and immediately backed off. Her word carried an authoritative weight that made every individual obey without question. Just like that, it was over.
"Uhh, w-whaa?" Hinata moaned out, both surprised and confused over her lavish treatment suddenly put to an end. With her vision slowly coming back into focus, Hinata looked around, and saw everybody staring at Mira behind her, though they all had upset and disappointed looks on their faces.
Looking down towards Hinata, Mira spoke gently, "Sorry to cut it so short, but we have to fill you up first. We'll have plenty of time for that later, right, ladies?" She finished by looking towards the surrounding women.
"Oooohh fine, you party pooper." Lenn pouted, clearly frustrated at being cut off short. "This is the second time I've had to stop my special massage you know?" Her gripes were clearly mirrored by everyone else, judging by their expressions.
"Don't worry, you'll have plenty of time to get your hands all over our little girl." Hinata couldn't but feel a little wary of that wording. "Now up and at 'em. We have a hungry guest to feed."
With the matter settled, the villagers all began to disperse towards their seats at the town center. Mira and Lenn helped Hinata get back up on her feet, and began to guide her to the special feeding ground.
"So Hinata, how did it feel?" Lenn said in a half-whisper to Hinata. She had a giddiness in voice similar to a girl who had just got her hands on some juicy gossip.
"U-uh… well…" Hinata wasn't sure how to respond.
"I put a lot of training into getting that magic massage down." Lenn bragged, "So I bet it felt pretty good. Don't worry though, it's just as my sis said. I'll have plenty of time to give you all the rubs you could possibly want, so don't worry."
Hinata stayed quiet, once again feeling herself in conflict. She was partially tempted to say that it did indeed feel good. But the truth was, "good" wasn't a strong enough word to convey what she felt. It was a sensation so powerful, so pleasurable, so warm, so comforting that it couldn't really be put into words. In fact, Hinata didn't just like it. She loved it. It was easily one of the best experiences she had in her entire life, next to stuffing herself that is. In fact, it seemed that all of her best experiences were occurring in this one little village. She never knew she could feel such wonderful joy, pleasure, and fulfillment over things as seemingly mundane as eating, and getting a massage. But it also awoke feelings that both excited and worried her. In fact, it was the excitement itself that worried her.
There was no denying that the massage she received had taken on a rather, heated turn. The way she was touched felt beyond a simple massage, though Hinata wasn't entirely sure if it was just her imagination or not. Her body felt like it was on fire, and Hinata knew that it wasn't just from embarrassment or the heat in the air. The way her body was squeezed awakened perverse thoughts in her. She kept thinking back to her lewd thoughts back in the bath, imagining herself showing off her body to her admiring crowd. It was the same feeling she was experiencing now. And just like before, Hinata was way more comfortable with the idea that she expected. It just felt… right, just like how gorging herself felt natural and right. It scared her a little inside because she was discovering things about herself that she never knew were there. At first, it was just the realization that she LOVED to eat, and loved to stuff herself. It was a shock, but something Hinata could deal with, but now she was apparently some kind of weirdo who loved being touched, lavished, and waited on hand and foot by a crowd of loving women? Was she really this kind of person?
Hinata's thoughts were interrupted by a loud growl in her belly. Hinata groaned as she clutched her flabby skin. All while in her internal conflict, she was still being assailed by the wealth of delicious aromas in the air, and it was making her hungry, very hungry. So hungry that it felt like she hadn't eaten anything at all today.
"Hmmmm" Hinata moaned as she took another just whiff of the flavors in the air. The scent filled her with a warmth that seemed to wash her worries and concerns away. With each passing moment, her thoughts regarding her mental state turned into a distant thought, and were instead being replaced by fantasies of eating to her heart's content. Her head filled with images of herself eating so much that her body expanded out like a blimp, a thought that for some reason made her feel even warmer. Licking her lips, Hinata felt her mouth water, and her appetite increase. Her body was overcome by a powerful desire that showed no signs of stopping. Hinata didn't fight it, she knew she couldn't, nor did she really want to fight it either. It was time to eat, and she wanted to eat now.
She wouldn't have to wait long either, as she was quickly led to her special seat at the table, and placed upon a rather large, and incredibly comfortable chair, almost fit for a queen. Likewise, the villagers all moved and made preparations at a frenzied pace. It seemed that they couldn't wait either. Just like before, Mira and Lenn were once again seated next to her, both of them idling stroking Hinata's back and belly. Lenn's hand especially felt good, as the sensation of her hand gently riding along her belly fat made Hinata's body tingle with pleasure.
"So Hinata," Lenn began, still touching her, "how much have you eaten so far?"
"Eh?! W-well…" Hinata stammered shyly. On pure reflex, she was about to say "not much", but then remembered that the truth was anything but. Hinata blushed as she hesitated to answer. For some reason, it was incredibly embarrassing to actually say how much she ate out loud.
But she didn't have to, as Mira did it for her, "Oh, well I gave her a pretty hefty breakfast-in-bed to start off. Pancakes, toast, waffles, the usual. About enough to feed about twenty or so people. Then I left her about a hundred biscuits in the bath."
Hinata gulped. Hearing Mira make a comment like that like it was no big deal shocked her, but it was also making her mouth water.
"Ah, that's not very much then is it?" Lenn responded. "No wonder Hinata is still so hungry. It's gonna take a lot more than one breakfast to fill a starving girl like this one up. At least one more full breakfast, and a couple lunches might tie her over for a little bit."
"Ah…ah!" Hinata panted, her belly responding by rumbling even louder. God, that sounded good! She was really going to be fed that much?! The rational part of her feared over what might happen to her body if she had that much, but needless to say, it was being easily overpowered by the instinctual part of her mind that only grew even more excited by the second.
Things only got better for the girl as she saw several women walk in her direction, each of them holding up large plates of food like waitresses. Hinata's excitement doubled the very moment she saw those plates of food. At last! She was waiting for this for so long. Her body helplessly burned with extreme hunger. Hinata breathed heavily with need, shamelessly panting like a starved animal, not even caring how she appeared to others. However, most of the approaching women went to different tables in order to provide meals to the other villagers. But it didn't bother Hinata to see that. No, she knew that her share was coming. It was Nell. The shy girl, dressed with a dark green kimono with a white maid apron, holding what was easily the biggest tray out of anyone. In fact, the tray (a rather fancy looking tray at that), and the bowls on top of it, were so big that the girl showed visible signs of struggle under the weight, but she managed the task with a smile on her face. The moment Hinata saw Nell, she knew right away that what Nell was holding was for her, and it only excited her further. And sure enough, Hinata was proven right as Nell, clearly eager to relieve herself of the heavy weight she was holding, quickly placed the massive tray in front of the heavy teen.
"This-this is for you, H-Hinata," Nell heaved through labored breathing, still sporting an adorable expression despite having to carry so much, clearly happy with herself. And Hinata saw why as she gawked with anticipation at her next meal. Upon her tray were at least a dozen very large bowls that all contained an assortment of food items that made her mouth water. Some bowls were filled with stuffed rice balls, with many of them wrapped in different ways. Some were wrapped with salmon, others with steak, others with spinach. They all used seaweed as a pseudo-string to connect everything together, and each of them were more than twice the size of the riceballs she often ate at home, which filled her with delight. Other bowls had many different rice dishes of their own, ranging with white rice, brown rice, fried rice, and all containing various combinations of steak, chicken, fish, peppers, eggs, squash, eggplant, and many, many others. Near the outskirts of the tray were bowls of sweets, including dango, chilled mochi, and more.
Just like with everything else she's had so far, once again the portions were far too large for just one person. This was easily enough for a full party. But, just like before, that did little to phase Hinata. The sight of all that food, and the knowledge that all of it was for her, made her appetite skyrocket. Hinata's belly was rumbling to the point that it was almost like a mini-earthquake was going off in her stomach. Her eyes were glued to the delicious meal in front of her, the rest of the world fading into the background.
"Good work Nell. As you can see, our guest is clearly happy with what you made." Mira said, brimming with pride at her student's culinary success.
"T-thank goodness…" Nell sighed while blushing. She bowed deeply before saying, "I worked really hard on this Hinata. P-please eat it all."
"That's right, Hinata" Mira agreed, "Eat every last bit of it. Don't worry about your weight. Don't worry about whether you can eat it all or not. Don't worry about what society might think. Don't worry about what your family might say. Don't even worry if it's humanly possible to eat all this. Just eat. every. last. bit."
Hinata gulped. Her thoughts were too preoccupied with food to properly respond, but the back of her mind absorbed everything Mira said.
And she wasn't going to disappoint.
"T-thanks for the meal!" was the last thing Hinata could manage out before her hunger reached the breaking point. Driven by sheer desire, she began her feast.
There was something about the feeling of eating that brought about an enjoyment that had no equal. It had been about a half hour since Hinata was let loose, and her body was covered from head to toe with an incredible warmth. It was a sensation that was vaguely similar to that of a sauna. Her entire form burned with a pleasant tingling, both calming and fulfilling. Perhaps the best part about eating was how there was never just one thing to focus on. From the overwhelmingly delicious flavors, to the gentle warmth flowing through her body, to the mental satisfaction that came from sating her appetite, to the strange yet powerful thrill that came from the feeling of her stomach filling up. It was an activity that surpassed anything else.
Hinata chose all of her mouthfuls with purpose. She would first start off by stuffing several rice balls into her mouth, alternating between the ones filled with meat and others with vegetables. Then after turning them into fuel for her growing body, she would pick up a few pieces of cold mochi and enjoy the surge of chill that helped prevent the heat from becoming too extreme. It was almost like an artform on how diligent she was to balance out everything she devoured. The young kunoichi herself of course, was as happy as could be, sporting a massive smile on her face as she let her desires flow to the forefront. Even with the constant reassurance she received from Mira and the others, there was always a part of her that was worried about embarrassing herself. But now, after several days of eating, many pep talks from Mira, and the fact that even now she was receiving nothing but love and encouragement while eating like a pig, her mental walls were crumbling rapidly. Feeling more comfortable with herself than ever before, Hinata showed little to no shame as she tore her breakfast to shreds. It also didn't help that both Mira and Lenn were massaging her belly as she ate, with Lenn's special touch adding an extra burst of pleasure every few seconds, which never failed to make Hinata moan happily.
'This… this is wonderful!' Hinata shouted joyfully in her mind (her mouth was too full to speak). 'It's like a dream come true. I can't believe I was so worried all this time. Ms. Mira is so nice, everyone is so nice! I can trust them. They won't judge me, they won't do anything bad to me!'
It was at that moment that Bountiful Fields had officially won Hinata's full trust. She believed everything the villagers told her, and felt like she could talk to them about anything. Her paradise had truly begun.
Hinata's inner reverie was broken when Charlotte came trotting by holding two large plates of pancakes.
"Hey there cutie-pie," Charlotte purred while standing behind the other side of the table, "You look like you're almost done. But goodness, it appears that I accidentally made too much breakfast for myself. Surely you wouldn't mind a couple extra pancakes, would you?"
Charlotte giggled to herself over her obvious lie. As if anyone could accidentally make an extra forty pancakes for themselves. Hinata gawked at the gorgeous girl, and the even more gorgeous pancakes she was carrying, each of them dripping with plenty of syrup and butter. Just by looking at them, Hinata could practically taste the warm, sweet, fluffy cakes.
Feeling her desire peak again, Hinata sputtered, "Y-y-yes Charlotte. I'll take them i-if you don't want!" Hinata stared at the pancakes with extreme hunger, as if she hadn't already eaten a motherload.
"Oh goodness, thank you! I can such a klutz sometimes. I was worried that I might have to throw this away. Thankfully I have such a nice girl like you to help me out." Charlotte continued her mock apologies, giggling as she placed the extra plates on Hinata's tray, while taking a few empty bowls away to make room.
"Thank yoummmph" Hinata couldn't even finish her sentence before instantly ripping off a large piece of pancake and filling her mouth to max. The welcome addition of a different type of food seemed to give her appetite a second wind, making her all the more eager to eat even more. The first taste of the syrupy sweetness was all it took.
However, there was one thing that wasn't enjoying itself. That 'thing', of course, was Hinata's poor shirt. Her white, buttoned shirt was already straining itself as it was to keep the overweight girl's flesh in. But with all the extra food to fill her stomach with, her shirt was having more and more trouble by the moment keeping itself together. To make matters even more extreme was that Hinata's body was already digesting its earlier breakfast in bed at a ridiculous pace, working at full speed to turn every calorie into fat. All of this combined to create an enticing sight as Hinata literally grew more and more fat by the second. Every part of her, from her arms, legs, bottom, chest, and especially her belly, expanded little by little. Her shirt rapidly became unbearably tight, still valiantly holding itself together, however, the pale skin that flowed between the buttons like an overstuffed cream cake could not be held back forever. Her pants too, became incredibly tight as her legs and butt grew at a rapid rate.
*POP*
And just like that, the gradual destruction of her shirt began. Like a bullet, the middle button on her shirt popped off, shooting out so fast that it was hard to tell where it went. This did not go unnoticed by the villager women. Some of them were happily watching Hinata while others were eating their much more modest meals. But the sound of that pop caused all of them to stare at Hinata, almost as if they were expecting it.
"Ah! S-sorrympph-" Hinata squealed quickly in apology before stuffing her mouth again, both shocked and embarrassed, not expecting her clothes to come apart. But the taste of the food was so addicting that Hinata couldn't help but keep eating, causing her to stammer out apologies while her mouth was full. Hinata suddenly felt very conscious of how tight her clothes had become. She didn't even realize it until now, but her clothes were extremely tight, uncomfortably so. No, it was beyond tight, she was literally growing out of her outfit by the second. Her pants felt sheer, tearing apart at the seams. Her bra was stretched to the limit. Her underwear felt more like thin string with how little of it was left. Her arms, chest, and belly had grown so much that her shirt had absolutely no space that wasn't filled by fat.
Hinata could feel the gazes of all the women boring into her, as well as her outfit slowly but surely losing the fight to contain her body. Yet despite all of that, she couldn't bring herself to stop eating. It was just too good. In fact, she was even increasing her speed, partially out of awkwardness, but also excitement.
"Oh dear, would you look at that Lenn?" Hinata heard Mira's teasing voice next to her, stoking Hinata's belly.
"Yes, our little Hinata is a growing girl. The clothes you gave her were too small." Lenn magic fingers were still doing their work, making Hinata not want to leave.
"That's okay, that outfit was old anyway. They could be torn to shreds for all I care," Mira chuckled quietly, almost mischievously. Hinata didn't miss the double meaning in her words though. She knew that Mira was expecting Hinata's outfit to tear apart. No, she wanted it to rip to pieces. And for reasons she couldn't fully understand, that desire started to reflect within Hinata as well. She too, found the idea of ripping her clothes oddly appealing. Maybe the bit of naughtiness she's been feeling all morning was the cause, or the constant streams of pleasure brought by Lenn's fingers, or the fact that she had become so comfortable with the village women. Or maybe it was all three. Whatever the cause was, Hinata's mind immediately clung to that crazy idea, and didn't let go. Hinata kept eating and eating, growing and growing, never ceasing to pour more pancakes and rice down her gullet.
Another massive popping sound erupted through the air, signaling another shirt button losing its futile fight. This time it was her bottom-most button, ricocheting under the table and bouncing outward towards the ground for must have been at least fifty feet. Some of the villagers who were able to see the rocketing button from their position squealed with surprise and delight. With the extra bit of freedom given, Hinata's belly flesh poured out more from below, quickly covering part of Hinata's thighs, though much of it was still being held back.
Next came loud tearing sounds. This time from Hinata's pants. Unable to keep her expanding legs and butt at bay, they too began to rip apart. Several areas of her leggings split at the seams, revealing inches of Hinata's bloated pale flesh around her thighs and calves. Hinata flinched a bit when the next tearing arrived, this time around her butt. Hinata could feel the chair and gust of wind brushing against her butt as more and more of it was exposed to the outside air. But even with that bit of embarrassment, Hinata did not stop. She continued still, as the sounds of tearing cloth spread to her sleeves, and her back, and her sides, and her chest.
"That's it, atta girl…" Mira whispered sensually in Hinata's ear, encouraging her on, rubbing the exposed parts of her belly to entice her further, with Lenn mimicking her actions. The rest of the women engaged in their own forms of encouragement. And while there were too many people for Hinata to make out all their words, she understood that they were all egging her on. She only continued to eat even faster, stuffing larger portions in her maw. Luckily, or maybe unluckily, there wasn't much food left as the meals provided by Nell and Charlotte were dwindling, but Hinata pressed on, her mind being overwhelmed by just how good everything felt. The feeling of her clothes tearing apart filled Hinata with a bizarre thrill. The way the surrounding women gasped every time her shirt and pants tore, or the feeling of her body breaking through the limits of her clothes. It made her feel almost… proud. And these feelings only spurred her on even more.
Several more popping noises filled the air as buttons began to practically fly out at a rapid pace. It was like a dam being broken. What started off as a few trickles had now turned into a flood. Both the buttons blowing out and her clothes tearing were ramping up by the second, overpowering the sounds of her ravenous eating. More and more of Hinata's flesh was exposed by the moment. Her belly flowing through every opening created by her shirt, her legs expanding from the ruined leggings, her butt and hips forcing out the waistband to its limit, with everything below the waistband already falling apart to shreds. It was at this point that the majority of Hinata's body was no longer covered, with only two buttons of her shirt remaining and her pants just mere seconds away from blowing out completely.
"Oooohhh," Hinata groaned as the tightness of what was left of her outfit was starting to become too much for her, squeezing deeply and painfully into her skin. Looking at her plate, Hinata saw that there were only two pancakes and three riceballs left. Still wanting more, still wanting that wonderful taste in her mouth, still wanting every one of these crazy sensations to continue, Hinata grabbed everything that was left and forced every bit of it into her mouth all at once.
Hinata heard Mira and Lenn gasp as she did this. It was too much to put into her mouth at the same time, but she didn't stop. Hinata was running on pure instinct and desire at this point. Her eyes were wide open and filled with madness, letting out groans that almost sounded bestial. It seemed impossible, but she was able to do it. She was able to stuff everything inside her mouth, her cheeks stretched out so far that it was a shock that they didn't blow. With pure determination, she chewed through her mouthful, showing more focus on this singular act than anything she had even done back at home. It was slow, and it was a struggle, but she was doing it. It was working. Little by little, she chewed through her massive mouthful, slowly grinding it all down into a tasty and pleasant mush. Even in her struggle, Hinata took the time to enjoy the taste, showing contentment amidst her ordeal. But then after a minute passed, and she was fully satisfied and got all the flavor out of it, Hinata raised her head and swallowed.
She gulped several times to get it all down. And with each a gulp, a large bulge appeared on her throat, slowly pressing down into her stomach. The deep, guttural sounds echoing through the air as everyone watched her in silence. And then, it was done. Plopping back against her chair, Hinata was finally done. Her enormous, inhumanly massive breakfast was over.
But while her meal was done, Hinata wasn't. Feeling something deep inside her expanding, Hinata suddenly clutched her stomach, reeling in seeming discomfort.
"OOooohh god! A-aahhhh!" Hinata moaned loudly as she felt pulsating waves throughout her body, each one stronger than the last.
"Hinata? Are you okay?" Mira asked worriedly, wondering if she was in pain. A similar wave of concerned murmuring echoed through the area, everyone showing the same sense of alarm.
"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahh! M-Ms. Miraaaa! It's… it's!" Hinata squealed in between the pulsating waves, her stomach suddenly gurgling so loudly that she could barely hear anything else.
"H-Hinata! What's wrong?" Lenn yelped, suddenly looking panicked. Did something go wrong? Did Hinata eat too much?
Hinata couldn't answer as her body felt like it was on fire. She thrashed around in her seat, legs kicking against the air, breathing and moaning heavily, feeling her body expand even further against the bare remnants of her clothes.
"Gaaah! Ms…. Ah!... Lenn! Aaahh! AAahh! It's feels so…. It… feels… so…"
"What Hinata!? What?!" Lenn nearly shouted.
"IT…"
"FEELS…"
"SO…"
"GOOD!"
With her mouth wide open, Hinata screamed, louder than she ever did in her entire life.
And at that very same moment, Hinata's clothes exploded.
They didn't tear, they didn't rip. They exploded. In what looked like a whirlwind of cloth, all of Hinata's remaining clothes burst out in an instant, causing Mira and Lenn to jerk back, startled. Her shirt, her pants, even her underwear, all blown to pieces. And with nothing more to it hold back, Hinata's flesh poured out. Her belly, stuffed with more than two whole Bountiful Fields-sized breakfasts slammed against the table so hard that it almost knocked it over. Her stuffed belly covered the plates, the tray, and much of the table in front of her, and still managed to flow under the table to cover her entire thighs. Her arms, now several times their original size, bounced and jiggled under its heavy weight. A similar growth happened along her legs, her sides, and her back. Her breasts too had grown, now the size of her head, and completely exposed with absolutely nothing to cover them. Her butt too perhaps experienced the most growth other than her belly, perhaps to counterbalance her stomach's size. Her massive lower cheeks were so big that they flowed several inches past the chair, and was so bloated that Hinata could feel her butt pressing against her back fat.
Her overwhelming pleasure calming down, Hinata breathed heavily, not fully processing everything that just happened. Hinata was completely naked, with absolutely nothing to cover her massive body, even her shoes being blown off by the pressure of the 'explosion'. And massive her body was. She gained an enormous amount of weight, blowing past being overweight and clear into the realm of obesity. And even despite all this, her still gurgling belly signaled that it had plenty of digesting to do, promising even more weight gain in the near future.
Sighing pleasantly, Hinata looked down at her new self, feeling surprisingly calm despite everything that just transpired, including her full nudity. The wonderful feelings of warmth and pleasure were still strong enough to beat back any fear and nervousness she might have felt. She slowly rubbed her belly and chest, enjoying the sharp pleasure it brought. Her skin was remarkably sensitive, even more sensitive than usual, and it felt amazing to touch. Seemingly in her own little world, Hinata simply sat there, massaging herself, and letting out small moans of pleasure.
"W…wow." Mira gasped quietly, being the first of the women to speak. Everyone else simply gaped at Hinata in pure shock, none of them expecting what they just witnessed. For a couple minutes, it was just like that, everyone staring at the large girl in silence, taking in her new appearance. It was Mira who ultimately broke the silence and made the first move.
Leaning slowly towards Hinata, Mira placed her hand gently on Hinata's belly and rubbed it slowly.
"How are you feeling, sweetie?"
Groaning slightly, Hinata answered quietly.
"I'm okay… Just need to… rest."
"You sure? I mean, you… don't need something to cover up?" Mira asked gingerly, glancing at Hinata's naked body.
Hinata blinked, almost as if she had just realized that she was in the nude. She froze up for a second, but then relaxed. Even with that realization, Hinata still showed no real panic. Sighing quietly, she answered.
"It's… okay. I… trust you."
That seemed to ease everyone's fears. Looks like Hinata was just fine. The village women were worried that something bad had happened, but it looked like it was just another more extreme version of the "burst" of weight that Hinata had experienced in her second day. The young teen was still in good condition, and even bigger than ever. With that potential crisis averted, the tension in the air slowly ebbed away, leaving behind a serene calm.
"Ms. Mira?" Hinata whispered.
"Yes?"
"I never knew that being fat… felt so good."