Bountiful Fields

by Plump-Hinata

Hinata is sent on a mission to a small, remote village. However, when she arrives, she finds it to be filled with gorgeous women who want nothing more than to pamper her and make her belly big! As her body fattens, can Hinata resist their charms while figuring out why they love her so much, or will she fall into the depths of obesity? Contains weight gain, XWG, harem, lemon, yuri.

9. Descent into Truth

Hinata didn't know how long she lost herself. She only had vague recollections of what happened. Her mind clung not to memories, but rather her feelings and desires. She recalled her overwhelming need to eat, and the increasing torture that resulted from not satisfying it. The moment she felt that taste again, it was like her entire soul collapsed. It was then that all her barely suppressed desires roared back to the surface. Every fiber of her being focused on one thing and one thing only. And when it was denied to her, she broke.

Hunger consumed her. Hinata acted on instinct. She cried, screamed, and unleashed her anguish any way she could. She couldn't even think. Nothing else mattered, and with each second that she didn't get what she wanted, Hinata kicked, flailed, and screamed even more. Pain, hunger, fear, unfulfillment, depression, anger, and need were her only companions. She drowned in a whirlpool of despair, trapped in an endless cycle of pain that grew worse with no end. She did not know how long it lasted, but those horrible feelings were burned into her mind and body.

What was it that caused it all to come to an end? Perhaps it was exhaustion, or perhaps it was a last-ditch effort from her body to save itself, preferring to forcefully shut itself down rather than live through the pain. The only thing that made the pain stop was empty blackness. A feature-less void that overwrote the ocean of anguish. In the void, there was no joy, but at least there was no pain.

How long it lasted, she did not know. All she knew was that it did not last forever. It was slow, but Hinata's mind and thoughts gradually returned. Her mind was foggy, and she could just barely grip on her consciousness, but it was there. Perhaps what made it possible was the lack of pain. The pain, which previously was ever-present and excruciating, had simmered down to a dull ache. The reason why was unknown, but it at least gave her mind a purpose to exist again. When living wasn't an endless stream of torture, only then could the human body decide that life was worth it again. Without truly realizing it herself, Hinata involuntarily pushed herself back to reality. Slowly, but surely, the heavy fog cleared, she could feel her body again, and her world was no longer black emptiness.

"Hmm," Hinata groaned as her eyes opened at last. She had no idea where she was, or even who she was. Muted colors swirled in her vision, and her temples throbbed with a dull sense of pain. She had to piece herself back together one step at a time. First, was her sight. Focusing her eyes more, Hinata was able to make out the shapes before her. She saw mostly blackish-brown, and what looked to be a round circle surrounded by five blade-like objects sticking out from it. It took her a few seconds to realize that it was merely a ceiling fan. Next was her hearing. Hinata could hear sounds, which vaguely sounded like voices. They were distant, and Hinata could not make out any words. They sounded slightly high and feminine, perhaps the voices of women, and at least more than one.

Muscles around her body involuntarily twitched and flexed, which caused Hinata to remember her sense of touch. Strangely, she felt sensations that seemed to stretch out forever, and a heavy weight that seemed to press down on her. Almost as if a giant boulder was placed on top of her. Or maybe... or maybe...

Fat.

It was then that comprehension finally clicked inside her head. It was then that she realized why she felt sensation from so far away, or why every inch of her felt heavy. It was her own body. Her own fat, and grossly overweight body. It was only from that realization that the world rushed back into her head. Hinata remembered herself again. Her blubbery, heavy arms, her enormous thighs that pressed and overflowed together, her heavy breasts that surpassed the size of her head, her enormous, hefty buttocks that crushed everything under its weight, the layers of her back engorged with flab, and of course, her belly. Her massive, needy, gigantic belly that stuck out several feet outward from her. Layers of heavy belly-fat that constantly demanded sustenance and love. The belly that was the focal point of her being. The belly that made her into what she is now.

Hinata's memories finally came back. Higher thought and consciousness returned. She remembered everything that had happened. She remembered losing herself to her hunger, and letting loose a hunger-powered tantrum that lasted for hours before she passed out completely. And most of all, she remembered that hunger, that hunger which she still felt even now.

"Hinata, you're awake!"

Hinata groaned in response as she tried to locate the source of that voice. Her mind still rather foggy, she could only feebly turn her chubby face to where the sound came from. Her eyes eventually fell on to a familiar face. The face of a beautiful woman, with black hair and bits of grey. She initially reminded Hinata of Mira, but her features were just a tad bit lighter. Her eyes were a little wider and more welcoming, and her smile much warmer.

"L-Lenn?"

"Oh, thank goodness you're back!" Lenn swung her arms around Hinata's head and hugged her tightly, "We were so worried about you. You poor thing!"

Shaking the remaining cobwebs from her brain, Hinata blinked a few times and glanced around. She was in a different bedroom than before, and the colors and decorations reminded her of Lenn's house. This must be her bedroom. It even had a similar scent to Lenn's perfume, so this had to be her house.

"What... happened?" Hinata asked with a slight rasp, not realizing how dry and swollen her throat was.

"You fell unconscious, sweetie. Nell came to get me, and we found you going through some food withdrawals. We took you back to my house so you could recover."

Hearing Lenn's words, Hinata noticed the use of 'we'. She looked around for a second to see if there was anybody else around. She didn't have to look for very long, as a green-haired head popped up from her large belly.

"Hinata!" Nell's cute voice piped up with a relieved smile on her face.

"N-Nell..." Hinata muttered quietly in a whisper, feeling her voice come out a bit hoarse. Hinata noticed that Nell was rubbing her giant belly, perhaps trying to make her feel better. It seemed to be working, as Hinata felt much less of a stomach-ache than before. Letting go of Hinata's head, Lenn pulled back and joined Nell in rubbing her hands all over the giant ball of fat.

"Just relax, Hina-bunny. We'll make the bad pain go away." Lenn said soothingly, massaging Hinata with her masterclass belly rubs.

"Yes Hinata, please feel good. I don't want you to be hurt anymore." Nell added, sounding slightly emotional. She must have been worried sick. Nell had probably spent the past few hours in a panic, wondering if Hinata was okay. Nell's big smile and voice filled with relief showed just how happy she was to see Hinata return to the outside world.

"Hm," Hinata moaned slightly when she felt the warmth from Lenn and Nell's fingers course through her belly. While Hinata did not feel the extreme pleasure she normally did from belly rubs, at the very least the sheer pain was gone. That in itself was more than enough for her. Hinata wanted to say more, maybe words of gratitude, or an apology for making them worry, but her hunger-powered tantrum took a lot out of her. Instead, Hinata kept quiet for the next few minutes, feeling too tired to speak up or move.

Instead, she took the time to gather her thoughts. She went through everything that happened starting from the morning all the way up until now. Her father had given her a letter presenting her with the worst possible scenario. Hinata, in a panic, went on an emergency diet. She realized, and was freaked out by, the increasingly obsessive behavior that the women of Bountiful Fields were directing at her, Mira scared the hell out of her now, Charlotte attempted to sabotage her diet, and the extreme bout of what Lenn had dubbed "food withdrawals" drove her mad until she fell unconscious.

Hinata felt like a mess. Her hair was ragged, her body sweaty and sticky. She really didn't want to see what she looked like in a mirror right now. But her physical appearance was the last of her worries. The true concern was what put her into this situation in the first place.

The truth had fully sunk in. It was undeniable at this point. Losing weight was going to be much, much harder than she originally thought. Having to quit cold turkey and going back to a regular diet was bad enough, but Hinata had never realized how bad things would get. Never had she imagined that lack of excess food would inflict her with so much pain that it literally caused her to pass out. Those moments where she did nothing but scream and cry for food were easily the worst moments of her life. It was a pain beyond anything she had felt before. Nothing, not even her most dangerous ninja missions or her most severe injuries, came even a fraction close to the suffering she felt during those hours. But it wasn't just the pain either. It was the lack of fulfillment. The feeling of emptiness, not just physically but mentally. Even without the hunger, the feeling of having no food made her feel worse than anything in the world. It wasn't even just the physical need to feed either, though that was a part of it. Rather, she felt hollow without food. It was like a hole in her heart when she didn't have a mountain of food to feed from. She felt lonely and without purpose.

'I don't know if I can do this,' Hinata thought. She never imagined that dieting would be this hard. And this was still the first day! Not even a full day of dieting, and Hinata was already at the edge of her rope. While the belly rub she was feeling now took most of the pain away, it did nothing to dull her need and sense of loss. It was obvious at this point. There was no way Hinata could keep up this diet. A whole week of dieting wasn't going to work. Sooner or later, one of the villagers was going to reach her and force her to eat, and Hinata knew she wouldn't refuse. And if by chance they didn't feed her, the prospect of going through that hell a second time was too much for her. It literally felt like dying. Even now, Hinata felt a twinge of disappointment that Lenn and Nell were only rubbing her belly, and not shoving food down her throat. The need for food was just too much to bear. But all that meant was that Hinata was going to have to find a different approach.

Hinata wasn't giving up though. She didn't have a choice. If she didn't lose weight, her reputation and life would be over. There was no getting around that. She had to get thin again. But Hinata also knew that simply resisting the urge was nigh-impossible. That meant she would essentially need to 'cheat' somehow. If the food here can make it easy to gain weight, perhaps there was a way to achieve the opposite effect. Maybe there was some snack, or maybe medicine, that suppressed hunger. Bountiful Fields had proven itself capable of achieving the bizarre and impossible. If anything, the existence of some kind of hunger suppressant wasn't that farfetched. In fact, it actually made a bit of sense. After all, every single person here was thin. None of the other women fell under the grips of gluttony as Hinata did. Perhaps they were using a secret medicine that she didn't know about. If she could find and use it, things would be much easier.

'But who can I ask?' Hinata worried as she stumbled upon the main flaw of her theory. She'd need to get the information somehow, which meant she'd have to ask one of the villagers. However, Hinata had the strong feeling that none of the women would tell her. If Charlotte's words were anything to go by, the women had no desire whatsoever to let Hinata lose weight, and they were more than willing to resist. If Hinata asked them for some kind weight loss medicine, they would surely refuse, or try some underhanded way to sabotage it. That meant that the only person Hinata could ask was Mira. But…

Hinata shivered slightly in fear as she remembered what happened earlier. That moment when Mira stared right at her while Hinata spied on her with the byakugan. She knew it wasn't her imagination. Mira definitely saw her. But being caught wasn't what horrified Hinata the most, but rather how it served as more evidence that Mira knew far more than she let on. She'd never forget that smug grin Mira had when she caught Hinata peeping. It was the type of expression that said, "I know what you're doing, and I know why you're doing it." All Hyuugas were gifted in being able to read body language, and the subtle truths that a person's expression can reveal. And that woman's face said it all. Mira knew that Hinata was suspicious of her. Mira was well-aware of Hinata's growing mistrust, and yet she continued to wear the mask of a friendly village leader who wouldn't hurt a fly. Was Mira even on her side? She was the only person who supported Hinata's diet, but did she really? Was it some sort of trick? Was Hinata nothing more than a pawn in some plan?

"Hinata, what's wrong? Is something on your mind?" Lenn's voice broke Hinata out of her thoughts. Lenn and Nell were on both sides on Hinata's belly, rubbing their hands all over it in order to ease the pain. Apparently Lenn noticed something off about Hinata's expression and wondered what was wrong.

"Err, nothing. I was just… wondering… where Mira was." Hinata made up an excuse, though it wasn't a completely false one. A part of her did in fact want to know where the village leader was at the moment.

"Ah, my baby sister is out right now. She left the village to do some training. Said something about honing her ninja magic, or ninjutsu, whatever it's called."

"Eh?" Hinata did not expect that answer. Mira was gone? From what she could remember, nobody had ever left the village since she arrived here. For Mira to suddenly be out of the village, and now of all times, was a genuine surprise. Although Hinata wondered if training was the real reason for it. Was someone as intelligent as Mira really the type of person to leave when there's a clearly vulnerable person who she's supposed to protect from temptation? This wasn't a trick, was it?

"And since she's gone…" Lenn's voice suddenly turned sultry.

Uh-oh.

"That means we get to have you all to ourselves." Lenn gave Hinata the most lustful look she had ever seen on her. Lenn literally licked her lips after saying that, eyeing Hinata like a tasty morsel. Nell too wore a smile, though a little more subdued than Lenn's, but even if she didn't smile, the endless well of lust in Nell's eyes could be seen a mile away.

"Eep!" Hinata squeaked as she suddenly felt very vulnerable. Even if Mira freaked her out, she was still the only one who could hold the others at bay. Without her around, it became clear just how helpless she was.

"Don't worry, sweetie." Lenn teased, "We won't feed you. Mira won't let us, but if you order us to, we might."

"Um.. uh," Nell stuttered, "M-maybe we shouldn't feed her, Lenn. B-but we still want to cheer you up, Hinata." Nell seemed more nervous than Lenn was. Though Lenn appeared to be subservient to Mira's authority, she never seemed to fear her younger sister in any way. Nell was certainly more cautious, though.

"Er, you don't have to." Hinata argued, though they ignored her. She wasn't sure what plans they had in mind, and was worried what things would lead to. Lenn, full of energy, turned to Hinata and made her first move.

"Look Hinata! See my shirt?" Lenn spread her arms out as she revealed her shirt. Hinata's eyes widened when she saw it. For the most part, it was just a simple white shirt that held loosely along the older woman's body, but what was on it caught her attention. On the shirt was a chibi print of Hinata. The stylized drawing showed Hinata wearing a purple-colored string bikini. It had the typical caricatured art style where her head was larger in proportion to the rest of her body, though in this case, the artwork still captured her enormously fat body. The chibi-Hinata even had a cutesy smile with blushing cheeks.

"Urp." Hinata felt a lump in her throat. This is what Lenn meant by cheering her up? A shirt with a stylized print of her on it? Truthfully speaking, it was well-made, but seeing it was a stark reminder of the growing obsession that started to creep her out more and more.

"You like?" Lenn asked expectantly. "I came up with the concept myself. It's super cute isn't it?"

Seeing how much Lenn was hoping for a positive response, Hinata's naturally agreeable and conflict-avoiding personality kicked in.

"Y-yes… it's cute." Though Hinata's opinion was half-hearted, the way Lenn's eyes lit up showed she was happy with her answer.

"U-u-um!" Nell interjected loudly, "I-I have something too!" Nell had just a simple dark-green shirt and pants on, but she seemed determined to match Lenn's clothes with something of her own. Leaning more towards Hinata, Nell held her hand up to her ear, drawing Hinata's eyes towards it. Looking closely, Hinata saw that Nell was wearing earrings. And not just any earrings either. These were gorgeous diamond earrings, where the diamonds were expertly cut into miniature versions of Hinata herself.

Hinata gasped. Those were some fancy earrings! And even modeled after her too. Clothes, statues, and even what looked to be extremely expensive diamond earrings? Just how far did their love go?

"Um… they look really nice, Nell," Hinata said nervously, not wanting to make a scene by showing her real feelings, but Nell smiled brightly anyway. Hinata was a little upset that Nell was going along with this. Hinata liked her meek girlfriend, a lot. Because of that, Hinata kind of hoped that Nell would be the sensible one, but that clearly wasn't the case. Nell was no different than any of the others. Though considering how much Nell loved Hinata's size, it wasn't too surprising. Of course Nell would go along with it. She was probably turned on more by Hinata's obesity than anyone else. If anything, Hinata was the foolish one for thinking otherwise.

"Hmph, not bad." Lenn pouted, "But how about this?" Lenn then suddenly grabbed her shirt and pulled it off, showing off a sheer, lacy white bra that held her sizable breasts, and on the cups of the bra were cutesy prints of Hinata's face. But she wasn't done. The moment she took the shirt off, her pants followed, and underneath that was a rather sexy set of lingerie. Sheer, lace panties, coupled with a garter belt, and thigh-high stockings, all of it pure white in color, slightly see-through. But what stood out the most were the lace patterns etched into them. The patterns were all of Hinata in numerous different poses, each of them looking sexy and inviting.

Hinata's mouth dropped open, "W-w-w-w-wha-?"

Lenn giggled, "See, isn't it sexy? And it's all designed after you, my precious Hina-bunny. Looks amazing, doesn't it?"

Hinata had no idea what to say. There seemed to be no limit to what sort of merchandise could be made in her image. A literal lingerie set designed after her. Hinata didn't know whether to feel shocked, creeped out, or both.

"I think she likes it, Nell." Lenn said, smugly, "Better watch out, or I might be stealing Hinata away from you."

Nell, surprisingly, looked slightly angry. The shy girl glared at Lenn, feeling threatened.

"I-I-I can do that, too!" Nell said forcefully, not wanting to back. Apparently, Nell had a competitive streak in her. Not wanting to lose, Nell seized on to her own clothes.

"Wait, Nell you don't have to-" Hinata began, but to no use. In no time at all, Nell's shirt and pants came flying off, revealing her ultra-voluptuous body. Nell too wore lingerie, though it could barely be called such due to how little it covered. Absurdly thin pieces of string were the only thing that held it together considering the massive size of her breasts. But what covered her nipples were pieces of lace cloth shaped to look like words. On her right breast was the word "Worship" and on the left breast was "Hinata". Before either of them could react, Nell defiantly turned around and presented her large butt. She had on an equally skimpy thong with a T-back lace pattern that was also shaped into a word: "Forever".

"Worship Hinata Forever".

"Hmm, not bad." Lenn repeated, sounding more impressed. Though Lenn's was more elaborate, Nell's bikini complemented her sexy body incredibly well, and the words showed her devotion. It was hard to decide which one was better.

However, competition was the last thing on Hinata's mind. Her mouth went dry as she watched the two scantily-clad women compete for her attention. She felt uncomfortable, disturbed, and strangely warm. This went beyond obsession. Obsession wasn't even a strong enough word to match what was going on here. Scared of what this might lead to, Hinata tried to defuse the situation.

"P-please don't fight, you two. It's okay. I-I think you both look great." Hinata pleaded to them. Technically it wasn't a lie. Even if it was creepy, the two women did truly look great in their lingerie. It's just their bizarre behavior that Hinata wanted to stop. It seemed to work, as joyful smiles appeared on both their faces, and they wrapped their arms around Hinata's neck, hugging her.

"Ah you think so, Hinata?" Lenn swooned, "I'm so happy you like the way we look. You're right, we shouldn't fight. Not while you're here."

"I love you, Hinata. You're so sweet and kind." Nell sighed happily as she hugged Hinata tightly.

Neither of them seemed to have picked up on Hinata's mental state, nor did they act like their actions were strange. They genuinely believed that showing off their obsession would cheer Hinata up. However, even if Hinata stopped the fight, that didn't mean their devotion was over.

Lenn whispered into Hinata's ear, her voice filled with emotion, "I'm so sorry that you have to go on a diet, Hinata. I can tell you don't like it. But don't worry. No matter what, we'll still love you more than anything in the world. You're the most important person in our lives. Nothing else matters more than you."

Nell joined in, her face slightly blushing, "Yes, it's true. You're amazing, Hinata. You're… you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. What Mira and Lenn always say about you is true. You're beautiful and perfect. I… I want to give you everything!"

Nell spoke as if she were giving a confession. Both women continued to profess their loving worship, not noticing nor caring that Hinata was put off by it all.

"Did you know, Hinata?" Lenn continued, "Something really special happened today. Sadly, I couldn't be there, but the others were. They saw your wonderful statue, and they couldn't help themselves. You were there, Nell. Tell her. Tell her what you did."

Nell squirmed slightly, her breath rate increasing. Hinata recognized those signs. Nell was getting turned on. Her "switch" was flipped.

"Y-yes." Nell said, panting, "We all gathered around that statue. It's such a beautiful statue. You look so majestic and fat and beautiful. We saw it… and… we just couldn't help ourselves," Nell's legs rubbed together, "Seeing you in such a form, we had no choice. We had to do it, Hinata. We HAD to worship it. We bowed before it, Hinata. We did. We really did! We bowed in front of you, and devoted our minds, bodies, and souls to you."

Without warning, Nell swung her leg around onto Hinata's body, stuffing it between Hinata's breasts and the upper layer of her belly. Nell slowly began to hump herself against Hinata's body. Hinata did her best to hide the growing fear on her face.

"Ahh, I'm so jealous, Nell." Lenn whined cutely, "If only I was there. You're so lucky. I bet you touched yourself for hours after doing that, didn't you?"

"Y-yes!" Nell admitted, losing herself even more, "It was amazing. I came so hard when I thought about it. Oh god… I want to… I want to do it again!"

Lenn then swung her leg as well, placing it in the same place opposite from Nell, adding her own efforts in the mix.

"I can't wait to do it myself. Let's make it a daily thing every morning. We'll bow before your statue, Hinata. Maybe even make a daily sermon too. We'll preach about how wonderful you are every day. In fact, let's just go all the way, and make a Hinata religion. To be honest, I've wanted to make one for you for so long."

Hinata gulped, her heart pounding, blushing heavily.

"Ah, Hinata, your face is so red." Lenn gasped, looking at Hinata's belly in amazement. "Did you like what I said?"

"Hee hee," Nell giggled, "I've been with Hinata for a long time. She always gets quiet and red in the face when I say something that really turns her on."

"No, that's not-" Hinata argued. That wasn't true! She was blushing because she was embarrassed. Just that! No other reason!

"Oh my, is that true, Nell?" Lenn smirked, "Hinata, you wonderful, naughty little minx. Mira was right, you do want to be worshiped like a deity, don't you?"

"N-no! I… AAH-" Hinata tried to protest, but their constant rubbing against her body started to feel way too good. The enormous girl ended up moaning against her will.

"Now she's moaning," Nell said, "She's really happy with what she's hearing."

'No! It's because you're…' Hinata thought frantically, trying not to release her voice any more. They kept interpreting her responses in the worst possible way, and Hinata had no way of stopping them.

"See, Hinata?" Lenn whispered huskily to her, "Don't you feel much better now? Doesn't it feel good to be treated the way you deserve to be treated? What should we do next to express our love? Maybe we should start getting tattoos of you, or maybe a magical seal that forces our obedience. Perhaps even a dog collar around our necks, then nobody will question that we're your loyal pets."

"Ahh! Y-yes!" Nell moaned loudly, "I want to… I want to be Hinata's pet! I want to be Hinata's property!"

This was getting out of control. Hinata didn't know what to do. She was too frightened to tell them to stop, but if she didn't stop this soon, there was no telling what they would do next.

"Do you… do you both really mean that?" Hinata asked, still clinging to the hope that this was all some sort of trick.

"Yes!" They both nearly shouted as they both dry humped against Hinata's fat.

"We mean it, Hinata, we do. You heard what Charlotte said earlier. We're your slaves. We exist only for you. You're so lovely, Hinata. Everything about you is literally perfect. Your beauty. Your kindness. Your gluttony. There is not a single soul that matches your perfection."

"AHHH!" Nell nearly screamed. "I can't take it anymore. Oooh, I want to serve you so badly! I'm sorry Lenn, I know Mira will be mad at me. But I can't resist anymore. I want to serve Hinata! Please, Hinata. Please tell me to feed you. Please tell me to pleasure you. I promise it'll feel good."

"N-Nell!" Hinata panicked as Nell got driven into lustful madness. There was nothing stopping her in this state.

Lenn, however, wasn't much better. "Ah, I know Nell, I know. I want to feed and make love to Hinata, too. I still haven't made love to Hinata yet, and I really want to. Hinata, please call off your diet. You don't actually want to go on a diet, do you? Just make this a cheat day. Mira doesn't have to know. Order us, tell us to feed you and make you cum."

"I… I…" Hinata shivered, not knowing what to do, feeling trapped.

Lost in desire, both Lenn and Nell sensually licked Hinata's ears, whispering words of temptation.

"Order us."

"Let us feed you."

"Let us fill your belly."

"We will obey."

"You deserve worship."

"We exist for you."

"We love you."

"We're your slaves."

"We must feed you."

"We'll fill your belly up."

"Ah… ahhhh," Hinata let out a mixture of scream and a moan as their warm breath and words of submission filled her head. They were out of control. And the worst part was that Hinata felt herself going along with it. Even if their devotion was excessive, they promised Hinata precisely what she wanted. They promised her the food and sex she had been so unjustly denied. If things kept going at this rate, Hinata's resistance would crumble.

Hinata had only one choice.

"Ahh, give… give me food."

Lenn and Nell's faces lit up, and they both released Hinata, sitting upwards.

"Of course, dear! What would you like? Breakfast? Lunch? Dinner? Maybe some steak? Soup? Rice?" Lenn excitedly listed everything she wanted to stuff her beloved's face with.

"No… I want…" Hinata whispered with a strained voice.

"What, Hinata? What?" Nell asked eagerly.

"I want… something new. Make something new. Make… a lot of it."

"Something new?" Lenn and Nell both asked. The two horny ladies looked at each other for a few seconds with confused expressions. They weren't expecting such a request. Something new. What was it that Hinata had never eaten before? Surely, she must have eaten every type of food under the sun already. But after a few seconds, they smiled.

"I got it! I know just the thing." Lenn cheered as she jumped out of bed, as if a light bulb went off in her head. "I'll get started on it right away, Hinata. Just wait, you'll love it so much you'll burst!"

"I-I'll help too!" Nell hopped out of bed as well, seemingly having a similar idea.

"But before we go, Hinata, here's something that should ease the pain." Reaching towards the drawer next to the bed, Lenn pulled out a small white bottle and placed it next to the lamp on the drawer.

"Now let's go Nell. We have a hungry angel to feed."

"Yes!"

Neither of them caring for current state of dress, Lenn and Nell rushed out of the room like giddy schoolchildren, leaving Hinata alone.

The fat girl sighed.

"Good, they're gone."

It was a last-ditch effort. There was no other way Hinata could stop them, so Hinata decided to take a gamble. Instead of trying to resist through words, she opted for duplicity. She was still a ninja after all. Hinata gave them what they wanted, but in a way that delayed them. Thankfully, it worked. Now for the time being, Hinata was by herself, and hopefully with enough time to find a way out of this mess. Unfortunately, she didn't really have much of a plan for what to do afterwards. While it worked out for now, it was admittedly a spur-of-the-moment action that may or may not make things worse. She didn't know how long Lenn and Nell would be gone for, nor did she have an excuse for how to refuse when they returned. And if Hinata didn't have a solution by then, she'd be stuffed more than a holiday turkey. Hinata's initial idea was to ask Mira, but her sudden, unexplained absence put a stop to that plan. That meant only one remaining option.

'I can go there.'

Hinata remembered several weeks back, during the first few days living here, when Hinata asked Nell how the food affected her body. She remembered the building that Nell took her to, the one that was a mixture between a lab and a barn. She hadn't visited it since then, but she never forgot the location. It was that location which supposedly had something in it that gave the food its weight-gaining properties. It was a mystery that Hinata was never able to unveil. But in this desperate situation, perhaps now was the time to finally find out.

"I can't waste anymore time," Hinata said to herself. She was on a short time table. If she didn't make a move now, there might not be another chance. She needed to go to that place, and find some kind of method to counteract her weight. It was the only way.

'Byakugan!'

Activating her bloodline ability, Hinata did some quick scouting. Able to see through the house's walls, she spotted Lenn and Nell gleefully running outside. Probably as a result of their clothes, they attracted the attention of several other women who were also outside. Hinata couldn't make out the words, but Lenn was speaking to them frantically, her mouth moving non-stop. That wasn't a good sign. If Hinata had to guess, Lenn was probably telling them the "good news". Knowing them, their plans probably didn't bode well for her diet.

Scanning around more, Hinata checked the location of as many women as possible. Most of them were still in their houses, but an increasing number of them started to head outside. Lenn and Nell were drawing a crowd. Hinata realized that this might work out well for her. If the women were occupied, then hopefully they wouldn't notice Hinata sneaking outside towards the lab building. It didn't take her long to locate the lab, on the outer portion of the village. It wasn't too far from her current location, maybe around a couple hundred feet, but she would have to walk, or rather, waddle quite a bit before reaching it. Just the mere idea of traveling that much distance made Hinata grimace. However, she had no choice. If she didn't learn the trick to losing weight now, then it was all over. Hinata took solace in the fact that she at least had a plan. Whether it would work was still a mystery, but she had to try.

Hinata nodded with determination, feeling more will to push forward than she had felt in a long time.

Glancing to her side, Hinata saw the white bottle that Lenn had taken out. Some type of pain-killing medicine, according to her. Lenn didn't appear to be lying, so Hinata decided that it wouldn't hurt to take it. Most of her belly pain had subsided thanks to her earlier belly rub, but she knew that such relief was temporary. Soon, it would come back, and Hinata did NOT want to go through that experience again. It was like going through hell itself.

"Hm?"

But when Hinata turned her head to the bottle, she noticed something else. Because her byakugan was still activated, she saw through the wooden drawer and into the top shelf. There wasn't much in the drawers other than typical items one would find in a room, but there was one item that caught her eye: a lone book. But it wasn't a typical story book. On the cover was one single word.

Diary.

'Is that Lenn's?' Hinata paused, her earlier plan of action coming to a screeching halt. Lenn's diary. It had to be hers of course. This was Lenn's house after all, and a drawer next to the bed was a common place to put a diary. The big girl couldn't help but wonder. Was there any useful information in this book? Lenn was Mira's sister after all. If anyone knew about Mira's deepest secrets, her older sister would be the best candidate. If she read it, there might be something she would need to know. In fact, there might be something in there that could teach Hinata the truth about this village, and how to resist its weight gaining effects. At least she wouldn't have to walk. That in itself was all the encouragement she needed to take this little detour.

Hinata immediately felt guilty, but she pushed it down. It was rude to read someone's diary. It was an invasion of privacy, and a breach of trust. Unfortunately, now wasn't the time to get bogged down by social norms. This was an emergency. Her life's future was at stake, and if her worst suspicions of Mira were true, perhaps even more was at stake.

"Sorry Lenn," Hinata apologized quietly as she opened the drawer, tenderly taking the diary out. She didn't know how much time she had, so Hinata was determined to only read as much as necessary, and not a word more.

With the small bottle of white liquid in her hand, Hinata unscrewed the top. She didn't recognize what type of medicine it was, and the bottle had no type of logo on it to signify any brand. Because of that, Hinata didn't know how effective of a pain-killer this medicine was, nor how long it lasted. Hinata only hoped that it lasted long enough to get her through the rest of the day. She wasn't happy over how much she didn't know. A ninja shouldn't rely on plans with this much uncertainty, but she didn't have a choice. Taking the bottle, she lifted it up to her lips and poured the mysterious liquid into her mouth.

"Hmm," Hinata let out a small hum as she let the liquid swish in her mouth. Surprisingly, there wasn't much of a taste, which she was grateful for since medicine usually tasted awful. It was also cool to the touch, and slightly creamy. Truthfully, Hinata didn't know how to feel about the fact that she spent this much time analyzing the many innate qualities of something as simple as medicine. Her mind had truly become focused on food.

Putting that thought aside, Hinata swallowed. To her surprise though, the medicine's effects were almost immediate. A soothing chill ran through her warm belly and removed almost all the ache that her belly had felt for the past few hours. It even lessened her hunger a bit, though not that much, but Hinata took anything she could get. Her belly still grumbled a bit, and the idea of eating whatever Nell and Lenn had in store was tantalizing as hell, but she just had to resist it for now.

"Okay, now to find out what this is all about," Hinata said quietly as she took the diary. Without even opening it, Hinata felt her heart pound with fear, and her hands even shook a bit. This was what she wanted, but that didn't stop her from dreading what she might learn from it. Perhaps it was just a regular diary with nothing out of the ordinary, but a part of her knew better. There was something in this diary that would reveal something nasty, and Hinata worried what that might be. With a nervous gulp, Hinata opened the diary.

"Ah!" Hinata's eyes widened at what she saw. As she opened the diary, the slightly damaged spine caused it to go straight to a certain page that was clearly used often. The right page had words, but on the left page wasn't words, but a drawing.

"What is… this?"

It was a bizarre looking drawing of a woman. Not just any woman though, but a very large, and very fat woman. The woman was incredibly obese, even more than Hinata herself. She had a colossal, multi-layered belly that reached past the knees, engorged arms and legs that were so flabby her hands and feet appeared as tiny nubs in comparison, enormous breasts larger than her head, and a body wider than it was tall. There was no way she could stand in such a state.

But she didn't need to, as this woman had what appeared to be large angel wings. In fact, everything about this woman gave off a supernatural feel. Her body appeared to be hovering in the air, and was covered by a massive white robe that hugged loosely against her corpulent flesh. In addition, the woman had her arms slightly spread out from her sides, hands turned up, reminding Hinata of the type of angels she saw depicted in religious buildings. But what was odd about it was that her face was completely shrouded in shadow. Hinata couldn't make out any facial features on it. If it wasn't for that, the drawing would have come off as gentle and serene, if a bit odd. But the shrouded face completely changed the feel of the work, making it come off as rather unsettling. Hinata looked at the other page, curious for an explanation.

"I've been having this same dream for a whole week now. It's the same thing every time too. It's always just that weird, fat looking angel girl. I don't know why it keeps happening every single night either. What even triggered it? Did I eat something weird last week? Am I stressed out? Not much has been happening at our restaurant or anything, so I don't know where it's coming from. I don't want to tell anyone about it either. They might think I'm weird or something, but there has to be something wrong going on with me. I'm hoping it's nothing though. But what's weird is how vivid it is. I don't think I've ever had dreams this clear before. It's like I'm really there, and I don't forget them either. I just keep seeing this angel girl over and over again, and nothing else ever happens either. Why do I keep seeing her? Why is she an angel? Why is she so overweight? I don't know why, but I figure I might try my hand at drawing it. Maybe if I do, it might get this out of my head for good."

Hinata looked back and forth between each page a couple times as her brain tried to decipher what this meant. Fortunately, it seemed like Hinata was already on the right track. It's a good thing that the book's damaged spine caused it to fall on this page. At the very least, it meant that she wouldn't have to sift through too many of Lenn's private thoughts. She still felt guilty that she was reading this at all, even if it was necessary. But Hinata was just as confused as Lenn appeared to be. A weird, recurring dream about a fat angel girl? Wanting to learn more, Hinata turned to the next page.

"Well I got it done. Took a few days. It's actually not that bad looking, though I owe a lot of it to how vivid these dreams are. I can recall the angel girl pretty clearly. Well, except for the face that is. I don't know why, but I can never see what the angel girl's face looks like. It's actually kinda spooky looking when I stare at it for too long. But at the same time, I can't really say it looks bad either. I mean, I try not to be judgmental or anything. I don't have a problem with fat people, though this girl is MUCH fatter than anyone I've ever seen. I still want to know why she's so fat. Maybe I should talk to Minoru about this. Hopefully he doesn't make fun of me like he's done before. We've been dating for two years now, so he SHOULD know to be respectful. He better, at least."

Minoru. Hinata hadn't heard that name before. Sounded like Lenn's boyfriend. Hinata remembered that Lenn usually sounded bitter whenever the subject of men came up. Hinata guessed that their relationship probably didn't go well. She expected as such when she turned to the next page.

"UGH! That piece of crap! I can't BELIEVE him! Minoru laughed at me. He laughed like it was the funniest thing ever. Told me that I'm going crazy. He made dumb comments over how the angel girl is probably me, and that it's time for me to start thinking about dieting. What does he mean by diet?! HOW AM I FAT?! I always watch my weight! I exercise all the damn time and he still has the gall to say stupid things like that. I should have just slapped him the face. I swear all he cares about is my body. I do all I can to stay in shape, and I still have to hear his crap. Last time I ever talk to Minoru about anything. Stupid jerk. I'm just gonna talk to Mira about things like this from now on. She isn't an asshole like HE is."

Hinata cringed a little bit as she read this entry. Yeah, this was probably why Lenn didn't like men very much. Whoever this Minoru person was didn't sound like a very good partner. Hinata was inexperienced herself, so she didn't know how or why they got together. Unfortunately, this diary entry didn't tell her anything at all. It was just personal stuff, which was precisely what she wanted to avoid. Turning the page quickly, Hinata hoped that the next one wouldn't be as personal.

"I don't know if it's my imagination, but the dreams are getting even clearer and more vivid. I still can't see her face, but I think my body is closer to her now. But you won't believe this, diary. Mira is having the same dreams too! Can you believe it? I decided to talk to Mira today before we opened the restaurant for the day, and I told her everything. And she's having the same exact dreams as I am. Is it because we're sisters? I don't know why, but it's really crazy! I've heard about family members sharing dreams before, but I never thought it was actually a real thing. It's so freaky! And kinda cool too. Unfortunately, Mira didn't know what the dreams meant either, though she was a lot calmer about it than I was. She treated it as no big deal and didn't seem bothered by it at all. She said something about it possibly being a vision. Apparently, some people have dreams that actually predict what will happen in the near future, like a family member dying or something. I'm not sure what a giant, fat angel girl has to do with visions of the future though. I think Mira's just being silly again. She's always been like that. I don't mind though. That's always been why she's my adorable baby sister. She's a hell of a lot nicer than that asshole Minoru. In fact, I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind tomorrow."

Hinata paused at this new detail. Mira and Lenn having similar dreams over a fat angel. This didn't seem like a random coincidence either. There had to be something more to this. Hinata read further.

"I broke up with Minoru today. Serves him right. Honestly, I don't why I liked him in the first place. I mean, I guess he's funny sometimes, but he always so mean-spirited with his jokes. But other than that, he's just a jerk. He's stupid, disrespectful, not even that good-looking, and a total asshole who always treated me like dirt. Ugh, glad I got rid of him. Even gave him a nice kick in the ass as he ran out. Ha! Seriously, I think I'm done with men in general. Seems like men are nothing but burly, arrogant jerks or skinny, arrogant nerdy jerks. Who needs them? I'm perfectly happy just being single.

But I have to say, Mira is a total sweetheart. She was nothing but kind and patient the entire time I opened up to her. She didn't mock or disrespect me, and supported me without a second thought. She never belittles me, and always treats me well. I really am blessed to have her as a little sister. Honestly, as long as I have Mira with me, I'm happy. A sister is more important than any boyfriend. I just wish she wouldn't focus on that silly ninja magic thing so much. I always see her practicing it, and I don't really understand it. It honestly scares me sometimes. I don't know much about ninja magic, but I know that Mira is really good at it, especially since she uses it to help our food taste better. I'm worried what might happen to her if anybody finds out how high-level her magic really is. People have already brought up the topic with her, and it terrifies me. If they find out the truth, they might force her into the military, and make her fight in the front-lines. Just thinking about that happening makes me sick. I don't want Mira to fight in wars. I don't want to lose my baby sister like we lost mom and dad. Mira's all I have left. I'd be happy if we could just run away from all this nonsense. No more wars. No more warmongering men. No stupid idiots who don't respect other people. That's all I want."

Hinata welled up with sympathy as she read the passage. She didn't know that Lenn and Mira lost their parents in war. That certainly explained their attitude towards war and ninja. Lenn always ranted over how much she hated ninja culture. Hinata didn't realize that it was because of such a tragic reason. Having been pulled in, Hinata turned the page without hesitation, no longer thinking about privacy.

"The dreams haven't stopped. I had a bit of a cry yesterday when I thought about mom and dad. It caused me to forget about the dreams, but I ended up having it last night, and now it's in my mind again. I really don't understand any of it at all. I'm starting to wonder if I really am going crazy. Surely this isn't normal. There has to be something wrong. Normal people don't have reoccurring dreams like this. But Mira is having them too, so what's the deal? I need to talk to her tomorrow. Maybe we should start seeing someone about this."

Next entry.

"Mira came up with an interesting idea. Bountiful Fields is closed today, so we had the day off. During lunch, Mira recommended we do our usual people-watching, but this time around we'd do something a little different. We'd focus on watching overweight people. I thought it was weird, and told her so, but Mira insisted, saying that it might help our dream problem. I didn't really get it, but I went along with it.

Fat people are honestly pretty interesting to watch. We must have spent hours sitting there, watching any overweight person that passed. We tried to focus on just women. Fat men are gross. But I have to admit it's actually fun to see how fat people move and act. We saw quite a few women around our age who were pretty big. One of them was this noble-looking woman who wore a really fancy red dress. She had a crazy amount of makeup on, and must have weighed over 300 pounds. She had this cute little waddle going on, but she certainly seemed happy with the way she looked. She was with who I assumed was either her lover or butler. And he tenderly watched over the woman, making sure she didn't slip. It never occurred to me how hard it must be just to move around with that much weight. When you're that fat, you practically need someone to tend to you, or you might fall and become helpless. There's something strangely endearing about that.

The best part though was when we saw these two girls sit at a table close to us. I'm guessing they were close friends. One of them was skinny, but the other one was really fat. She actually had to squeeze into the chair just to contain her giant bottom. Hopefully they didn't hear me giggle. What was better was seeing how different their meals were. The smaller friend had a completely normal portion. But the fat girl. My god! She had a literal feast on that table. There was barely any room on the table that wasn't covered with food. And she ate like a raging animal. I don't think I've ever seen someone stuff their face that much. She was so fat, yet acted as if she was on the verge of starving to death.

Okay, diary, this is going to sound really embarrassing, so I'm only telling you about this. But seeing that fat girl eat, made me feel… weird. You know what I mean, right? I felt a little bit of a 'tingle'. Ooooh geez, why did I write this down? Wish I didn't use a pen. But whatever, nobody's reading this anyway. But it's true though, I couldn't take my eyes off that fat girl. It was fascinating to watch. I think what made it so intriguing was how happy she looked. It looked like she was having the time of her life. I always love watching people eat. In fact, it's my passion, something I realized back when I was a teen. It's the main reason why we own a restaurant after all, but I don't think I've ever seen someone eat like THIS before. That woman, I bet she probably has a hard time moving, and her friend has to take care of her. I wonder what would happen if she gained so much weight that she became immobile. I doubt she would care. I doubt she cares about anything in the world other than eating. I wonder if her skinny friend enjoys taking care of her. Maybe she likes having a fat friend to pamper.

Okay, I need to stop. My mind is going places. Geez, I need to burn this page when I get the chance!"

Hinata's face turned red as she felt the guilt suddenly return. She read a really private passage. But she couldn't deny that it a step in the right direction. If Hinata was to find out the truth, she needed to know what caused this village to be so obsessed with making her fat in the first place. This at the very least was a good hint.

"The dreams are different now. Ever since that day we watched those fat girls. I got much closer to the angel girl this time. In fact, I was touching her belly. The angel girl was gigantic, much taller than me, and her belly was so big, and soft! I couldn't see her face from my angle, but I could tell she enjoyed me rubbing her belly. She even let out these really adorable moans. I don't know why she felt that good from my tiny hands, but she apparently enjoyed it. Her voice was heavenly, and yes that pun was intended. She was intimidating at first, but now I can't help but find the angel girl really cute now. All I had to do was touch her and then she became cute as a puppy. I honestly can't believe how easy it was. She's big enough to crush me to paste, and I was scared at first, but just a little bit of a belly rub, and she became like putty in my hands. Do all fat people have such simple pleasures? They're so big, yet so helpless at the same time. I can't believe I never realized that until now. It's so cute! I gotta try it out now. Maybe I should talk to one of the regulars and see if I can sneak a little rub in. I know some of them are pretty plump. I need to see if I can convince one of them."

Hinata had a rapidly growing suspicion on the nature of these "dreams". This didn't seem like a natural phenomenon. She turned to the next page.

"Oh god, I did it! I actually did it! I got to touch one of the customers. It was a girl in her late twenties, named Allison. She wasn't a regular customer though. In fact, she's a foreigner who visited for the day. And she was big! Her body was like a giant, flabby ball. Her belly hung out nearly to her thighs, and her pants could double as a blanket from how large they were. Allison had an appetite to match, too. The moment she squeezed herself into the booth, she took a few seconds to look at the menu before she ordered half of everything on it. I really cooked up a storm when I saw her order. I told Mira I really wanted to serve this new customer, and she seemed fine with it. Thankfully not many people were there, and Mira was kind enough to pick up the slack. Man, my heart was pounding! I don't think I've been that excited in years. I wanted so badly to see that girl eat.

And I did. It was almost hypnotic. She ate non-stop, and constantly let out adorable little moans whenever she tasted something new. Her stomach must be a bottomless pit. She ate enough for a family of four and showed no signs of stopping. My plan was actually quite clever if I do say so myself, diary. I wanted to get on her good side, so I offered Allison free dessert for being such a good eater. She was really happy to hear that. I came back after getting a big plate of pie, and she even let me feed it to her. Allison must have liked me, because she didn't complain when I took the chance to sit next to her. But it only makes sense she did. She's fat. Fat people have simple pleasures. I realize that now. It didn't take her long to finish that pie. The girl's a living vacuum. And it was then that it happened. She finished the pie, and was rubbing her big belly. She must have not realized how full her belly was. Allison still wanted to eat more, but it seemed like her belly reached its limit. It was big and taut, flowing out on the table. I felt rather confident, and I asked if I could give her a belly rub. She accepted, and I didn't waste a single second.

I honestly can't truly describe how it felt when I touched her bare belly for the first time. It was warm, soft, yet also firm because of how much she ate. Allison acted just like the angel in my dream. She melted in my hands. Just a little touch, and she let out all these adorable little moans. Her belly must have been sore, because she reacted to my touches as if it was a massage from heaven. The outside world just kinda faded away. I didn't think about anything else in that moment. I started off slow, but I couldn't stop myself, and eventually I was running my hands all over her cute belly, driving her crazy. And it drove my body crazy too. I won't lie to you, diary. It was hot. I had never been so turned on in my entire life. I was on fire. I've been with guys before, but nothing those men did compared to this. Never before had I experienced such intimacy. Maybe that was it. I felt like we were the perfect match. A fat girl who just wants to eat, and me, the partner who just wants to feed and care for them.

The worst part, unfortunately, was that I had to stop. I heard more customers coming in, and I didn't want to make a scene. And cute, little Allison was nearly out of breath. We were both in our own little world for so long. It's such a shame we had to stop. Allison was extremely happy though. She gave me the greatest praise, and promised me that she would tell everyone about our restaurant. I think my head still wasn't all there, because I just wanted to get my hands on Allison all over again. Sadly, Allison had to leave town later that day. A shame, because I would have asked her to my room right then and there otherwise.

Gods, I've never felt this way before. And here I thought I was only into guys. Never would I have imagined that girls, and fat girls at that, were my thing. But I can't help it. Fat girls are amazing! I think I'm becoming obsessed with them. I just love how cute and simple they are. And I don't mean that in a bad way either. Quite the opposite in fact, I love how much they don't care about anything else other than satisfying their hunger. I loved how Allison ate like a madwoman, not worrying about how she appeared. I loved how she barely knew I was even there when she ate all our food. I loved that manic, crazed look in her eye when her cheeks got stuffed with food. And I loved how she didn't even mind the fact that I practically groped her stomach in public. I loved it all! I have to do it again. I NEED to do it again! Allison isn't here anymore, but there's plenty of overweight girls here. I have to find one of them and get close to them. It'll be easy, because fat girls are so cute and easy to seduce. I'll just offer them some food, feed them to near-bursting, then I'll be able to touch them to my heart's content!

Jeez, I've turned into a real freak, haven't I? This must be what it feels like to gain a new fetish."

Hinata paused with a grim expression as she finished the page. It seemed like this was where it all started, Lenn's strange love for weight gain that is. And the whole thing was sparked by a reoccurring dream. If not for that dream, the idea probably would have never entered Lenn's head. But since it did, Lenn gained a nagging desire that grew with each day until she gave into temptation and tried it for herself. And once that happened, she became hooked.

'Just like me,' Hinata thought, comparing Lenn's new desires to her own new desire to eat. Hinata continued.

"Haha, I must be going crazy. I think I've had fat girls on my mind for three days straight now. It's to the point that I'm actually looking forward to those dreams now. It's a shame that I can never seem to do much other than touch the fat angel girl. Her moans are still adorable though. But no matter how hard I try, I can't see her face, or touch her as much as I'd like to. I want to run my hands all over that giant belly, yet all I can do is rub the tiny portion I'm able to reach. It's honestly a little frustrating. Because even though I can't see her face, I just know that she's the most beautiful girl in the world. Out of all the women I've seen so far, she's the one I want to touch the most. She's the biggest one, after all. The fatter, the better! I don't even know why I feel this way, but it's like my connection to the angel gets stronger by the day. I feel a strong intimacy when I'm with her, even stronger than the one I felt with Allison. I don't know anything about dreams to be able to explain why any of this is happening. But I can't say I'm not enjoying it.

One thing that shocked me was what Mira said to me today. Apparently, Mira's had desires for big girls for the longest time. I never knew! The dreams were recent, but the desire for big women was there for years according to her. I guess that explains why she never dated anyone. I scolded her a little bit for keeping such a secret from me. Sisters shouldn't keep secrets! But I wasn't that mad, honestly. In fact, I was overjoyed to have someone who shared the same desire. I don't want to hide anything from her, so I told Mira everything I felt the past few days. And Mira, always accepting and with an open mind, didn't make fun of me for it. I think we must have spent hours gushing about fat women. Mira even said things that made a lot of sense to me. That fat girls are the ideal human being. That fat girls are the epitome of beauty. Fat girls should be served and loved. Fat girls care about nothing but their own base desires, and that's what makes them appealing. They don't care about the annoying complexities of the world. They don't care for stupid politics, managing society, or those awful, awful wars. They just care about food, food, food. The purest thing in the world is a fat girl who is true to her own desires. And the biggest tragedy is when a gluttonous girl is obsessed by societal norms that demand they care about things other than eating. Mira spoke with such passion that I think my brain got fuzzy. It really touched me to the heart.

Mira completely convinced me too. I agree with all of it. A world where nobody cares about anything but feeding and worshipping gluttonous girls is certainly a better world than the one we have now. No time for war when you have hungry, adorable balls of fat to feed! No time to fight against or hurt others when a fat girl needs her belly rub! Indeed, it is a shame when fat girls let society convince them to be anything other than their true selves. That's why I enjoyed feeding Allison so much. I'm sure in that moment, she put all of the world's pressures off her and just embraced her inner desire. That's what overweight girls should be like. That's what the world should be like.

Oh, and by the way, while I'm writing this, I got a bunch of books that Mira let me borrow from her. Apparently, she has a collection of books about girls gaining weight and becoming fat. I never knew that 'weight gain' was a literal genre. There's a bunch of perverts out there, and I guess I'm one of them, haha. I'm gonna read every single one of them!"

"…"

Hinata paused as she finished the entry. Out of the many questions in her head, at least one of them got answered. But unfortunately, this realization also raised one major concern.

Hinata was not convinced that the dreams Lenn experienced were just random reoccurring dreams. They seemed artificial. Something that was caused by an outside force. Something like genjutsu. There was a sentence in there that jumped out at Hinata: "Mira spoke with such passion that I think my brain got fuzzy." This didn't seem like a natural sensation. It sounded more like genjutsu. Mira had already proven herself to be extremely skilled in ninjutsu. Having talent in genjutsu wasn't out of the realm of possibility. But if that were the case, then it meant that Lenn might be brainwashed. The dreams were most likely caused by Mira. Hinata was sure of it. She must have assaulted Lenn with reoccurring dreams, constantly putting the image of obese women in her head. The diary probably didn't explain every single thing that happened, but Hinata knew that Mira must have orchestrated a lot of things to push Lenn more in that direction. First by giving her those dreams, then proposing the idea to watch fat women. It was all to plant that seed of thought into Lenn's mind. And when it began to sprout, Mira did everything to make sure those thoughts grew as much as possible, encouraging it every step of the way.

No, it wasn't brainwashing. It was more than that. If this were a genjutsu, then Hinata would have seen it long ago. This was genuine indoctrination. Mira may have used illusions to help things out, but not to the point that it felt like an outside attack. She used just enough to put ideas in Lenn's head, while making sure that the ideas grew naturally so that Lenn embraced them on her own. This had to be it. This had to be how Mira managed to create a village of fat-obsessed women. She must have traveled around the world, looking for women who caught her eye, then converting them the same way she converted Lenn. None of the women in Bountiful Fields were skilled ninja. They were all regular civilians. Thus, they probably never considered the possibility of them being influenced by foreign chakra. And chances are they probably never spoke up about it either. After all, most people would be embarrassed to talk to others about how they're fantasizing about fat women.

But that still didn't answer all her questions. She still needed to find out what made the food so easy to gain weight with, what Mira's ambitions were, what they wanted with Hinata herself, and most importantly, how to reverse the food's effects. Hinata flipped through a few pages, wanting to see if there was anything else in here that could enlighten her. The next few entries were mostly Lenn's descriptions of the stories Mira gave her. From the parts she skimmed, many of them had similar ideas to the stories that Nell wrote. However, every so often Hinata encountered a statement where Lenn talked about learning "ninja magic" from Mira. Feeling that this might offer more information, Hinata settled on this current entry.

"I think fat girls have completely consumed my thoughts. I've spent the last few weeks just thinking about them. I've binged on every single story Mira has given me, and fat girls are pretty much the only thing we talk about anymore. It's an addiction. But it's an addiction that feels so good. I haven't gotten the chance to really get together with any fat girl other than slightly touching a customer here and there. As much as I appreciate Allison recommending our restaurant, I think it unfortunately backfired on me. Things are a lot more busy here, and it's harder to get alone with any of the chubby girls without rousing suspicion. Thankfully, I have Mira's stories and the nightly dreams to keep my desires at bay. I know it sounds weird, but I think I've grown a bond with the angel girl. Maybe it's because I feel sorry for her. She never speaks, but somehow I can feel her thoughts. I can feel her hunger, her need to be touched, and her desire to be loved. The poor thing. When I can touch her just barely, she still moans so adorably. And every time I start dreaming, I can practically sense her joy at my arrival. And when I feel myself waking up, I can feel her sorrow at me leaving. She must be lonely.

If only I could touch her more. When I'm not dreaming, I like to fantasize about my angel. I imagine rubbing and squeezing every inch of her. I imagine sinking my hands into her fat, and watching it pour between my fingers. And whenever I do, it feels incredible. It's feels as good as when I touch myself. Is that even natural, to experience this much pleasure from mere fantasizing? I don't know, but I really want to get my hands all over her, and feed her enormous belly all day long. I want to feel her joy.

Maybe if I can keep practicing, I can get my own angel girl, but a real one, not just a dream. My culinary skills are solid, and I think I got this ninja magic thing down a bit. I can use my chakra to make my hands warmer, and stimulate the muscles and nerve endings to increase the sensations of pleasure tenfold. I can only maintain it a couple minutes, but I've been able to extend it a few seconds each day. I'm still not happy about Mira getting this involved with magic, but I'm glad that we've agreed to only use it for non-violent purposes. And once I've got it down, I'll finally be able to use it for real. Just thinking about groping a cute girl's belly makes me tingle. I can't wait!"

Hinata didn't like the sound of this. Seemed like Lenn was about to make a test run on some poor, unsuspecting girl. Hinata only hoped that whoever it was didn't gain too much weight.

"We closed down Bountiful Fields a few days as an excuse to go on vacation. Technically it's true since we've needed a break from how busy things have gotten. But relaxation isn't the real reason. No no no. The real reason is so I can finally get my chance.

You're gonna like this, diary. I found a girl that I want to get close with. A young pre-teen girl whose parents are leaving for the weekend. Her name's Nina, and she's absolutely adorable. She's rather chubby, and very shy. The moment I saw her, I knew I had to have her. I struck up conservation with her mother, and we got along great. And what luck that it turned out that they needed to find a babysitter for her while they were out. I can tell her mother's the overprotective type who can't trust leaving her daughter alone. So when I offered to watch her, she was overjoyed.

Oooooo I can't wait! I have SO many things I want to stuff in that cute belly of hers. And when I get my hands on her, I'm going to have her moaning all night long. You aren't getting any sleep tomorrow, Nina ❤"

Hinata felt an uncomfortable chill. This felt very wrong. None of this seemed consensual at all. Lenn sounded a lot like a sexual predator here. No, this was exactly what a sexual predator sounded like. Manipulating parents so they would leave her alone with a vulnerable teen, complete with the intention on doing something that was definitely not appropriate. Any person who did this would quickly get sent to jail. Hinata couldn't believe that Lenn of all people was willing to do this. Her image of Lenn changed completely. Sure, Lenn's desires came off as too much, but Hinata always felt that she was ultimately a nice person who wouldn't hurt a fly. She never imagined that Lenn would straight up plan on molesting a child.

But then again, Hinata realized, was that really out of character for her? After all, it wasn't like the way Lenn and the others treated her was completely consensual either. They usually didn't ask permission before giving Hinata food or groping her body. The reason why Hinata never saw it in a malicious way was because… well, she enjoyed the treatment. But what did that say about her? Hinata quickly pushed the thought away, and moved to the next page, only to be startled by what she read next.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!

WHAT HAPPENED?! I DON'T UNDERSTAND!

It didn't work. Why didn't anything work? I tried to feed Nina, but she barely ate anything I made for her. How she could possibly refuse my food? I tasted it myself and it was just fine, and I made sure I properly made everything using the special ingredients Mira gave me, but Nina was done after a single plate, and didn't want more. She said it was too filling. I didn't believe that at first. I thought she was just kidding, but no! She really didn't want anymore. I tried at the very least to give her a belly rub, but she didn't seem to like that either. She asked me to stop, and that it was making her uncomfortable. How can she not like belly rubs?! A fat girl like her shouldn't be able to say no to food or belly rubs. Fat girls don't say no to food and belly rubs. I just don't understand.

Did I make the food wrong? Did I mess up with my magic? That has to be it. There's no way it could be anything else. Ugh, dammit. I was so close to. I've waited for such a long time to finally get a chubby girl in my hands to feed and pleasure all night long, and instead everything went wrong. This isn't fair!"

Hinata instantly turned to the next entry, feeling her heart pound.

"Everything's getting worse. Nina doesn't want to talk to me anymore. She seems scared of me now, which breaks my heart. Did I go too far? I touched her quite a lot, maybe that's the reason. I'm worried. What's going to happen when her parents get back, and Nina tells them what I tried to do? Oh god, am I going to go to prison? No, no that can't happen. There's no way that would happen. I just touched her belly a little bit. That's not a crime, is it? Oh no. What if bad rumors spread about me, too? Is everyone going to see me as a freak? Ugh, this whole thing went so wrong!

Why did it end up like this? This wasn't supposed to happen. I was supposed to be at Nina's home, grabbing and rubbing her big belly, and shoving dozens of pounds of food down her throat. I had so many things I wanted to do to her. I wanted nothing more than to fill her belly until she couldn't move, strip her butt naked, and completely go to town on her. I was going to rub every inch of her all night long and have her moaning my name. Why did she refuse? Isn't that what all fat girls want? Fat girls are supposed to like all those things. Am I wrong in thinking that? No. NO! I'm not wrong! There's no way I'm wrong. Something just… happened. I just don't know what it was yet. But I'll find out."

Hinata turned the page again, starting to feel sick.

"I don't know what to do anymore. My mind is going crazy. It's like my obsession and lust skyrocketed after Nina denied me. I can't stop thinking about all those fleshy layers of fat. I can't stop thinking about holding a girl down and force-feeding her. My only solace are my dreams. At the very least, the angel is always happy to see me. She's always happy to let me touch her. She's a true fat girl. I've spent the whole day today just fantasizing about her, reading Mira's books, and rubbing myself raw. But the desires won't die down. Why is this happening? It's not fair. IT'S NOT FAIR!

Why can't I get anything? I can't hold down a boyfriend. And now I can't even hold down a girlfriend either. And to make things worse, Nina's parents are probably arriving back at home any minute now, and they're probably going to freak out if they find out what I did to their daughter. What's going to happen to me? Is my life over? I hate this. All I wanted was a cute girl to feed and make love to. I didn't do anything wrong. How could I resist? How can anyone resist the beauty of a chubby young lady giving in to her desires and engorging her belly? How can anyone resist the desire to just take a fat woman who's given in to gluttony, and running their hands and tongue all over their soft fat and driving them mad with pleasure? I can't fathom people thinking any other way. It doesn't make sense.

Maybe I should just go with it. My life's probably over now. I'm either going to lose my reputation, or possibly get charged with a crime. So why hold myself back anymore? Maybe I should just find a girl and seduce her anyway. I don't care anymore. Why bother when I'm going to lose everything anyway? I'll find the cutest chubby girl I see. I'll lure her to a place where nobody should find us. I'll feed her as much food as I can. Maybe even tie her down so she can't run. I don't care even if I have to force her to eat it. I just want to see that belly grow big. Then I'll touch her, grope her, violate her. I'll indulge in every last fantasy I have before life finally caves in around me. If the authorities find me, they will lock me away forever. I'd rather die than let that happen. If it comes to that, I'll just slit my throat.

I'm sorry Mira. Please forgive your big sister for being such a freak. But I can't resist my desires. I can't say no to my true nature. If I don't come back. If you're reading this, please forgive me. This is my goodbye. Farewell baby sister. I love you!"

"W-w-what?!" Hinata gasped in shock. What on earth was Lenn thinking? This sounded like an outright suicide note! What exactly did she do?!

"Eh?"

But after Hinata frantically turned the page again, she saw nothing but blank paper. Nothing at all.

'What? Was that the last page?', Hinata turned page after page rapidly, but each one was blank. What the hell did this mean? For a split second, Hinata feared that Lenn died, but of course that didn't make sense since she was clearly alive and well. But then what happened? What happened to Lenn? What happened to Nina? Hinata flipped through the diary, desperately trying to find anything more. She kept going until…

"I truly am blessed to have such a wonderful sister."

Hinata yelped as she immediately stopped the pages and held the diary so tightly that her knuckles went white. It was only for an instant, but Hinata saw it. There was nothing else on the page but that one sentence. She gulped as she tried to steady her rapid breath, and calm her pounding heart. The paper was slightly transparent, so Hinata could see ink on the other side. There was one more entry in the diary. With still-shaky hands, Hinata turned the page one last time.

Nothing could prepare her for what she read next.

Oh, Mira. Thank you. Thank you so much. You really know everything, don't you? I was about to do something crazy. I was about to do something stupid. And you set me straight. You stopped me from doing something I was about to regret.

Mira noticed I acted off today. She pulled me aside and wouldn't leave unless I told her everything, and I did. I figured that Mira must have felt the same desires, so I told her. I knew deep down that Mira wouldn't be mad at me, and she wasn't. But Mira didn't just console me. She told me things that made so much sense to me.

Mira explained her personal theory about the dreams we've been having. That beautiful angel in our dreams. Mira believes that the angel isn't just a dream, but a vision. A vision of a heavenly being that will soon bless us with her presence. The world we live in is rotten. It's filled with bloodthirsty, greedy ninjas who constantly war against each other and cause an endless spiral of pain and destruction. It's filled with lies, deceit, and greed. But that horror doesn't just affect the ninjas themselves. It affects everyone. Everybody, soldier and civilian alike, is bred and taught to further the state of the world. The purpose of our lives is to feed and maintain the war machine. We provide for our towns so they can produce soldiers, and soldiers are trained to become murderers. That mindset infects everyone, even the laziest and weakest among us. That's why Nina resisted me. She too was brainwashed. Brainwashed to believe that resisting the desire to eat was the right thing to do. I did nothing wrong. I wasn't the one at fault. It's this world. This whole world is brainwashed. I understand that now. I feel so much better now that I understand that.

But that will all change with the arrival of the beautiful angel. Mira explained it all to me. The angel is no dream. She is real. And she will arrive one day and change the entire world in her image. She will change this world into a peaceful one. She will arrive, and people will be enthralled by her beauty. They will throw all their worldly desires away, and instead dedicate their every waking second to the angel. After all, the angel is the biggest, fattest, and most beautiful thing in the world. Nobody could ever resist her. Nobody could ever lay an eye on her and think about anything but feeding and touching her. I know I couldn't. Fat girls are the epitome of everything. Fat girls do not wage war, or hurt others. They only care for love and pleasure. That's why I've fallen in love with them. That's why everyone should fall in love with them.

But it's not enough to wait, Mira said to me. No, we have to do more. We have to prepare for her. We have to prepare a sanctuary for her. A paradise exclusively for her. A place far away from civilization, where there will be nothing but sex and sustenance. Mira will be shutting down the restaurant tomorrow, and we're already making plans to move out. We don't need this place anymore. This town, this world, is too tainted by the ninjas' influence. We'll create a new Bountiful Fields, not as a restaurant, but as a paradise. Mira believes that we aren't the only ones with these visions. There must be others, and we must find them. We must gather them all together, and construct our paradise. And when the angel arrives, she won't be fully awakened yet. She'll still be small and thin, and corrupted by the ninja world's brainwashing. But we'll make sure her true desires awaken. We'll feed her non-stop, making her fatter and fatter. We'll purify her mind of its ninja taint. We'll send her to untold heights of sexual pleasure and gluttony. We'll fill her with love and food. We'll worship her as any angel deserves to be worshipped. And when she grows enough, she will awaken her divine powers. The world will change forever. No more war. No more blood. No more sorrow. A world where everyone understands that their purpose in life is to dedicate their body and soul to our angel.

Our angel.

Our goddess.

Hinata's body shook nonstop for several minutes as her eyes remained glued to what she just read.

'This place… It's a cult. It really is… a cult!'

A raging storm of thoughts and emotions filled Hinata as the reality of everything hit her. There was no denying it anymore. This place was a twisted and obsessive cult. Hinata felt both embarrassed and angry at herself for taking so long to realize it. Of course this was a cult! What else could it be? Hinata felt like a fool. She should have realized this weeks ago when she made the first realization that Bountiful Fields was filled with only women who obsessed over her. Yet she let herself get taken along for the ride because she was so charmed by the loving attention they gave her. Hinata realized that she was in denial all this time. The mere idea of a finding herself trapped in a cult was too weird for her believe. Logically she knew they existed, but a deep part of her always felt that such a thing could never happen to her, and that Bountiful Fields could never be like that. But she couldn't hide from the truth any longer.

But in truth, it was the fear of the unknown that made her worried. Being in a strange cult was one thing, but the fact that she was surrounded by highly talented users of ninjutsu was what made it perilous. If this were just a small enclave of strange women, then Hinata could have defended herself and escaped. But these weren't any ordinary women. The memory of Mira literally stopping Charlotte in time still ran fresh in her mind. Hinata let her guard down because she let herself believe they were harmless, when the truth was anything but. And now Hinata was faced with the truth: she was no guest here. She was a prisoner.

'What's going to happen to me? What am I going to do?'

Frantic thoughts rushed in her brain as she tried to remain calm while a cold sweat ran down her body. She read through the passage over and over again, her mind constantly resting on the last portion. What did that mean though? What were they going to do to her? What did "awaken her divine powers" mean? Hinata desperately hoped that nothing they had planned for her meant anything lethal. Of all the ways her life could end, Hinata very much did not want "fed to death" to be written on her tombstone.

Acting on instinct, her mind seized on anything it could to lessen the growing fear that gripped her. Hinata thought back to everything that had transpired over the weeks. The happy faces of the women. Their kind words, their loving touches, their words of encouragement. Even if she shouldn't be feeling this way, she still couldn't deny the fond memories she had gained. Hinata didn't want to believe that the women here meant her any harm. She wanted to believe that, both out of an instinctual need to not feel completely hopeless, but also because Hinata was still a kind person at heart. She really didn't want to believe that the wonderful things everyone told her were just lies. They made her feel happy and loved more than any time in her life. Surely, none of that could be a lie, right?

Hinata took a deep breath, slowly calming herself.

'I need to calm down. Just calm down. This isn't that bad. It's not that bad.'

No, Hinata wasn't going to accept that. She didn't want to believe that the love Bountiful Fields had shown her was a lie. In fact, the more Hinata thought about it, the more confident she became in that thought. It wasn't a lie. If anything, Lenn's diary proved that fact. Lenn's diary showed no violent intentions. Rather, Lenn had a belief that there would be a divine being that would arrive and change the world. Nothing seemed to indicate that Lenn was just faking it. And Hinata was sure that every other villager probably had the same idea. Their love and worship was real. They really did obsess over Hinata, and they really did see her as some angel who would fulfill a prophecy.

But that still left many questions. Why her? And why weight gain? What kind of plan, sinister or otherwise, required finding a random girl and fattening her up? Why would Mira come up with the idea of literally worshipping a girl as an angel? Surely, this wasn't all just to fulfill some weird fetish, right? But then again, if there's one thing Hinata learned, was that "weird" was Bountiful Fields' middle name. Maybe for regular people, creating a cult that revolved around feeding a girl into obesity was too farfetched too even think about, but this place proved that reality was stranger than any fiction.

Unfortunately, things still didn't look good. At the very least, Hinata was able to conclude that Bountiful Fields wouldn't harm her. Regardless of how strange things were, the women here have always been nothing but loving to her. But that didn't mean she wasn't in peril. Her father and Naruto were still on their way. She still needed to lose weight. She still needed to find a way out of this mess. Because with the way things were right now, Hinata was stuck in a no-win situation. Either Bountiful Fields turns out to be a strange, but ultimately harmless cult, and Hinata's life is ruined when her family catches her in her current state, or Bountiful Fields turns out to be a genuinely dangerous cult, and Hinata's life is potentially in danger anyway. Neither outcome was a happy one. That left her only one choice: she had to get to that lab and find a cure.

But there was one major problem with that plan. How was Hinata going to get herself out of the room? The last time Hinata tried to get up, she ended up falling to the ground and stuck under her own weight. Getting up from a chair was easier, but from a bed was more difficult. Especially since the bed she laid on had already bent under her weight, and thus became lower to the ground. This meant Hinata would have to completely stand up, not exactly an easy feat.

'Maybe I can try this,' Hinata looked at the drawer next to her that she got the diary from. Hinata's fat had pushed her body upward enough that she could reach it. Maybe by holding on to the drawer, she could use it to pull herself up. As long as it didn't fall, she would be alright.

*GROOOOOOWWWLLLL*

"Oh no…"

The worst possible thing happened right at that moment before Hinata made a move. Her empty belly, which for the longest time had remained quiet, started to make noise again. No, it was worse than that.

"Oh no. No, no, no!"

It wasn't just her belly. Hinata felt it. She felt it coming back. The pain. The hunger. Everything that she feared would happen, happened. The medicine was already wearing off. Barely a half hour, and the soothing relief that the medicine brought her already began to fade away.

"Please, please!" Hinata begged as she clutched her belly, trying desperately to keep the growing pain and desire from getting out of control. She didn't want to experience that again. She didn't want to be reduced to that state again. It was so horrible. She dreaded that feeling more than anything. The horrible pain from her belly. The searing headache. The dreadful feeling of loss from her unsated appetite.

Hinata's heart sank as her belly only got louder. It released a sound like a lion's roar, causing the walls the shake. The girl swallowed as her mouth watered, trying, and failing to stop the images of food flooding her head.

"Augh… so… hungry!" Hinata cried as her hunger returned with a vengeance. She needed food, now. Hell, she would have been hungry even if she hadn't gotten so big. By regular standards, her portions weren't that big. They were perfect for a girl on a diet, but for a girl at her current size, it was torture. The only saving grace was that the pain wasn't nearly as severe. Perhaps the medicine still had some effect when it came to the pain, but it simply wasn't able to hold back her hunger any longer.

'Dinner. I need dinner!' She frantically darted her eyes around the room, searching for even the tiniest snack. However, there was not a crumb to be found. Nothing but clothes, pictures (of Hinata), and furniture. All thoughts regarding the dark nature of Bountiful Fields was put into the back of her mind. Right now, she needed to feed. What little rationality Hinata clung on to reminded her that she couldn't eat too much. Thus, her mind and body reached a sort of compromise: eat the "official" dinner that Mira scheduled for her, and no more. Hopefully then her hunger could be sated enough to make the trip to the lab.

But where was it?! Hinata groaned impatiently as she fruitlessly looked for anything edible to put in her mouth. She had already fully scanned the area, but she tried looking again anyway. Wasn't somebody supposed to get her food by now? Where were they? Where was her next meal? Hinata couldn't move in her current state. She was helpless. She needed somebody. She needed dinner. She-

"Hinata?"

"Y-YES?!" Hinata accidentally shouted, suddenly feeling a well of joy. It was Tammy's voice. This had to be it. Tammy must have been the person to bring her next meal. Even if it wasn't the massive portions she had grown used to, Hinata was grateful for anything at this point. So long as it had the addictive flavors, she would be pleased.

Unfortunately, that was not the sight she was treated to. Tammy did come into the room all right, beautiful as always with her braided ponytail, freckled face, and blazing red hair. But in her hands was not a plate of delicious food, or a small yet tasty snack. Instead, she brought nothing more than a bottle. A bottle only slightly larger than the medicine bottle she drank from not too earlier.

"Uh…" Hinata's face faulted, feeling her expectations crushed. She hoped for a nice, juicy steak, or a smoking filet of salmon. It didn't have to be much, but anything was better than what looked to be a simple energy drink. Hinata tried her best to hide her disappointment, but her belly made her feelings known.

Tammy, clearly noticing Hinata's reaction, offered an apologetic expression, "Sorry about this, but Mira won't allow us to give you anymore. This is a nutrition drink she made. It has a lot of calories and vitamins that should keep you healthy. It'll make it easier for you to… lose weight." Tammy ended her explanation with a cringe on her face. She spoke the words "lose weight" as if it were a vile swear.

The negativity in the room was palpable, as neither party was happy with their situation. Tammy quietly handed the bottle over to Hinata. She performed the action quickly, as if trying to just get it over with. Hinata agreed with that mindset, and decided to do the same.

"Thank you, Tammy," Hinata said as she unscrewed the bottle cap. The smell of the drink was not appetizing at all, and Hinata had grown experienced enough with food to know what was tasty and what wasn't going by smell alone. She took the drink with haste, and downed it in a single gulp.

"Gugh," Hinata grimaced as she swallowed. It honestly wasn't that bad, but in comparison with the heavenly food she had eaten up until now, everything else tasted utterly bland. Normal food just didn't do it for her anymore. Her expectations for how flavor should taste skyrocketed, and anything that was simply "decent" was like chalk in her mouth.

Hinata's belly gurgled less, but not nearly enough. Thankfully, it lessened her belly pain, but it only slightly sated her appetite, and it did little to help with her cravings. But worst of all was just the fact that it was completely unsatisfying. Even if it did fulfill her basic needs, food needed to be more than that. Food needed to be filling. It needed to make her feel stuffed. It needed to make her belly feel like it was ready to burst. She needed the warm feeling of a full belly. She needed the emotional satisfaction that came from a massive stomach. She needed to be reminded of that wonderful sensation of the food packing her stomach, breaking down into excess calories, being converted into fat, and her body expanding with hundreds of pounds of beautiful, gorgeous-

Hinata shook her head, trying to shake the thoughts out of her mind, while scolding herself. She wasn't supposed to think like this anymore. She had to focus. She had to lose weight, no matter what. She had to not think about the paradise she was leaving behind.

"Umm… Hinata, are you okay?" Tammy asked worriedly as she watched Hinata in grim contemplation. She seemed cautious, not wanting to upset Hinata more than she already was.

"Tammy."

"Y-yes?"

"I'm in the mood for a walk right now, can you help me stand up?"

"Oh, uh, sure!" Tammy gathered herself, and quickly moved to grab Hinata's arms. After snapping herself back to normal, Hinata had returned to her original plan. She needed to get to that lab. Lenn's diary gave her a lot of useful information, but not nearly enough. Hinata still needed to find an actual solution to her weight problem, and it was clear that going there was the only path she had.

"Hnn!" Tammy grunted as she used chakra-enhanced strength to pull the overweight ninja up to her feet. Her skill with jutsu was clearly inferior to that of the Fields sisters, and the woman went red in the face with strain. Hinata did whatever she could to make it easier for the older woman, planting one of her feet on the ground when she was raised enough, and doing her most to lift her own body up.

Hinata grunted as she felt hundreds of pounds of fat squeeze her muscles and bones. Her bones felt rather tiny compared to the massive breadth of excess fat all around her. For the umpteenth time, Hinata marveled at the sheer size of her own self, feeling her needy belly cover her large thighs and knees, her immense ass more than wide enough to smother a two-person couch, her layers of back fat pulling her down, her bloated arms with flesh that hung down several inches. And all of it sent pleasant tingles to Hinata's brain.

It felt good. She couldn't lie to herself. Just because Hinata wanted to lose weight didn't change the fact that her mind and body learned to love being obese. She did her best to not think about her tantalizingly jiggling flesh and focus on getting up.

"Uunngh… phew, there we go," Tammy panted, wiping a bit of sweat off her brow as she managed to get her fatty companion on her two, chubby feet.

"T-thank you, Tammy," Hinata gave the older woman a smile, wanting to disguise her true motives. She didn't want anyone to suspect what her goal was. The last thing she wanted was to make an entire village her enemy, especially in a location far from the rest of civilization and outside help. The mere thought of that happening made her shiver.

"Here, I'll help you out," Tammy offered as she held onto Hinata's hands, leading the waddling girl out. Hinata wasn't sure how the red-head was doing it, but she felt some odd chakra coming out her hands, making Hinata feel strangely lighter. It wasn't much, but anything to make it easier for her to walk was appreciated.

A steady series of loud thumps accompanied every heavy step Hinata made, making the walls shake slightly. The hallway was only a few inches wider than her, and the obese girl's waddling caused her wide body to slap against the wall constantly, sending waves through her bouncy belly. Hinata heard a small gasp from Tammy, and she could feel the woman's piercing gaze on her body. Though her mind was primarily focused on walking, she knew that Tammy was becoming enamored with her weighty movements. Simply walking was enough to excite and arouse these women.

"You're so beautiful, Hinata," Tammy giggled slightly as her eyes were glued on the rumbling belly.

"T-thank you," Hinata wasn't sure what to think, unable to decide if the comment was flattering or unnerving. Perhaps it was both.

'That's right… it's not just Lenn,' Though it was clear that Lenn was obsessed with fat girls, she certainly wasn't the only one. A tiny part of Hinata always wondered if their infatuation was fake, but after reading that diary and seeing Lenn's most inner thoughts, there was no way it could be. These women were mad, all of them. All Hinata could hope for was that they weren't dangerous as well.

"Take me this way, Tammy."

"Sure thing, Hinata."

With Tammy's assistance, Hinata left Lenn's house and became exposed to the cool air. The sky was a dark orange, signifying the setting sun. Hinata made sure that Tammy was taking her in the right direction, though she made sure not to tell her specifically where she was going. Hinata's mind ran on the fly, trying to utilize her ninja training to determine her next steps since she had no solution on what to do after she reached the lab. Even if by some chance she found a cure to her weight gain, she still needed to be able to take the cure in such a way that it avoided suspicion. She hoped that perhaps the cure was some type of liquid or pill medicine she could secretly use. If so, then she could simply take it in private when nobody else was around. Since the villagers obeyed her orders, that wouldn't be an issue. The only real problem was the matter with Lenn and Nell. Right now, they were making an enormous, hearty meal for her, and Hinata had no idea how to fend them off. The villagers didn't obey ALL of Hinata's orders. In fact, there was one demand that they would never follow from her.

Not once did the women of Bountiful Fields listen to her whenever Hinata refused food. Hinata, especially in the first few days, often tried to say no, but they never took her no for an answer. No matter what, they always pushed more food in her face, trying to break her resistance. And they always succeeded. Always. And the threat of Mira's wrath clearly was not enough of a deterrent, otherwise Lenn and Nell wouldn't be cooking the next feast right now. No, the only thing that could stop them would be Mira herself, just like the way she stopped Charlotte. But Hinata couldn't trust Mira, not anymore. Mira was supposedly on her side in all this, but was she really? Going by Lenn's diary, Mira orchestrated this whole thing. She converted these women into weight-loving fanatics, and she obviously loved Hinata gaining weight just like the rest. Could Hinata really believe that Mira genuinely wanted the best for her, or was this just some elaborate ruse? Could Hinata even be sure that Mira wasn't working against her right now?

'Ughh, this is a mess!' Hinata whined mentally. She had never felt so lost before. Every plan of action only revealed more obstacles. Realizing that thinking too hard was just causing stress, Hinata focused on just getting to the next destination.

"Where is everybody?" Tammy asked out loud as she darted her head around. True, there wasn't anyone in sight. It was eerily quiet as they walked through the darkening sky. Every house appeared to be empty. There were no lights on, and no sounds coming from any of them.

'I guess Tammy doesn't know,' Hinata thought. Lenn and Nell went off to gather as many others as they could, but they most likely left a few stragglers behind who weren't made aware of their plan to break the "don't overfeed Hinata" order, and Tammy was most likely one of those few.

"Um… uhh, Hinata? Are you sure you don't want to go another way?"

Tammy showed slight signs of emotional stress as she still held onto Hinata's hands, helping her waddle ahead.

"I'm alright, this path is fine."

"A-are you sure? It's getting darker by the minute. It might get scary out here."

"I don't mind, Tammy. I'll be fine," Hinata reassured with a smile.

"O-okay…"

The lab was located on the outskirts of the village in an area where there were less houses, and at the moment, no people. Because of that, there was very little noise other than an increasing number of crickets, and the decreasing amount of sunlight created a slightly ominous atmosphere.

Hinata acted as natural as she could, not wanting to rouse any suspicion. Hinata knew why Tammy reacted the way she did, and it wasn't just because of the increasing isolation either. She most likely picked up on the fact that Hinata was leading her towards the lab. Of course, Hinata didn't want to give away her true intentions. For now, she did her best to play it off as just a simple walk, which wasn't too unusual for her. Though admittedly, she never roamed around this part of town. Hinata always stayed close to the center of Bountiful Fields, mainly because that was where everybody gathered around most of the time, and it was where all the food was. It was only because of Nell that Hinata even knew where this lab was located. Hinata wondered what would have happened if she had tried to go here earlier a second time. Would she have been able to get inside, or would someone like Mira have stopped her?

"Uhh, l-let's go this way, Hinata!" Tammy suddenly changed course, firmly gripping Hinata's hands and pulling her in a different direction.

"Ah, Tammy, w-wait."

"This way is much better!"

Hinata tried to struggle, but Tammy's strength was too great. Hinata found herself being pulled as Tammy practically dragged the heavy girl in a path away from the lab.

'Oh no, what now?' Hinata's heart rate increased due to this sudden new obstacle. Looks like she got her answer. The village women weren't going to let her go to the lab without pushback. Hinata's brain scrambled as she tried to concoct a way to break free. Unfortunately, she couldn't think of a way to get Tammy to turn back around without blowing her cover. This whole thing was a battle of wits. Both sides trying to outsmart the other without revealing their hidden agenda. Did Tammy even know Hinata's true motive? Probably not, but it was clear that she had her own orders, and wasn't going to let Hinata have her way.

"W-wait…" Hinata panted as she frantically waddled just to keep her balance. Tammy pulled her along rapidly, forcing Hinata to swing her giant, fatty body left and right in order to prevent herself from falling.

Hinata realized her mistake. She shouldn't have asked Tammy for help. She should have just let Tammy leave her alone so Hinata could sneak out alone and get to the lab without interruptions. Even if it was risky, Hinata should have just pulled herself up on her own. Sure, it wouldn't have been easy to stand up, but that was just an excuse. The truth was, Hinata was too lazy to do that. Trying to stand up on her obese body was too much work, and the idea of having Tammy help her out tempted her too much to ignore. She took the easy way out, and now paid the price.

"Huh?" But to Hinata's surprise, Tammy suddenly slowed down to a stop. The older woman turned her head around, seemingly looking for something.

"Uh… what's wrong Tam-" Hinata began, but stopped immediately as she felt it.

Or rather, she smelled it.

'Oh no,' Hinata's heart dropped. She recognized something that her body knew all too well. All the familiar sensations came rushing back to her. Her nostrils flared as it entered her nose and down to her lungs.

It was the smell of food.

Hinata's belly let out a noise so loud that it was practically a lion's roar. Hinata felt her entire body heat up. Her nose constantly sniffed purely on reflex. Her mouth watered, her flesh tingled, and her desires went wild.

'N-no way, it's… it's…'

Hinata's keen nose picked it up with ease. It was the distinct smell of sugar, and a lot of it. And what made it worse (or better) was that Hinata couldn't detect any other type of food. She smelled nothing but sweets and sugar. They were making dessert, and Hinata knew it was going to be the biggest dessert yet. Even though Hinata ate more types of delicacies than she could count, desserts were rare in Bountiful Fields. Hinata usually spent every day eating multiple breakfasts, lunches, and dinners before passing out in over-bloated bliss. But in the occasional moments she could fit dessert in, Hinata loved it more than anything else. Hinata loved sweets. It was a deeply held secret all her life. If not for the fact that she had to maintain a regular body weight, she would have spent hours gorging on ice cream, cake, candy, and her favorite, cinnamon rolls every single day.

And her beautiful feeders were about to make her dessert. They were about to make her the meal that she wanted the most.

"AUUGH!" Hinata cried in both desire and pain as she grabbed her blubber. The overwhelming cloud of sugary scent assaulted her entire body, so thick that she could practically taste it. It didn't matter that Hinata had a calorie-laden drink just minutes earlier. The hours spent on an empty stomach came rocketing to the forefront of the distraught girl's mind. Hinata wanted it. She wanted it bad. She was thankful for the fact that the dessert was at least out of sight. If all those delicious, colorful sweets were in front of her, she would have…

"What are they thinking!?" Tammy exclaimed, "They're not supposed to be cooking food right now! What if Mira finds out?!" The red-head's eyes were filled with fear, similar to a child whose hand was caught in the cookie jar

"I'm sorry Hinata. I don't know why they're-"

"…H-Hinata?"

Tammy's words died as she turned towards Hinata, or rather, Hinata's eyes. Her eyes were wide, ravenous, and bloodshot. Her entire fat being radiated pure hunger.

"Tammy, I need food." Hinata said in a strained whisper, her stomach rumblings so intense that it made it hard for her to even speak. Though her words were true, Hinata was not truly lost yet. Realizing her situation, she attempted to pull off the same trick on Tammy that she did on Lenn and Nell. As much as Hinata wanted to give in, she knew she couldn't. The thoughts of her father's anger and disappointment were the only things keeping Hinata from falling completely. How ironic that one of the things she dreaded most was all that kept her sane.

Tammy, noticing the predicament, tried to diffuse the situation, "But Hinata, you know we can't…"

Hinata was not deterred, "I'm so hungry. Please… feed me. Make me bigger. Don't… don't you want to see my belly get soooo big?" The fat girl's belly growled right as she said that, drawing Tammy's gaze to it.

"Well… uhhh…" Tammy's words died as she stared at Hinata's gorgeous, fat belly. Her face turned almost as red as her hair. It was obvious she enjoyed the sight of all that jiggling fat.

'It's working!' Hinata thought in a mixture of both anguish and excitement. Hinata spent more than enough time here to know how the women here operated. They lusted for her overweight body to an extreme, and it was trivially easy to seduce them. Hinata had plenty of memories where all it took for her was to dress up and shake her body to drive the women here crazy. Their desire to feed and lust after Hinata was every bit as strong as Hinata's desire to eat. Even if it had reached disturbing heights in recent days, Hinata was thankful for their bizarre obsession. It gave them a weakness, and exploiting it had become her best weapon.

It also helped that Hinata wore nothing but a small shirt and tight pants that were just a few pounds away from tearing apart. Even if the outfit wasn't intended for sex appeal, the high amount of skin exposure did wonders to show off Hinata's overweight beauty. Her entire belly was visible, just begging to be touched by womanly hands and expanded with thousands of calories.

"Please Tammy, feed me. I want to be bigger. Make me fat. Make me bigger than a house." Hinata ramped up the seduction as her voice turned sultry. Hinata slowly sauntered over to Tammy with as much flirtatiousness as her fat body allowed, making sure to sway her hips and belly. The older woman looked so entranced that she may as well have been hypnotized.

"But… but… Mira said…" Tammy licked her lips to keep from drooling. Her protests became weaker by the second.

Hinata kept going, "Bake a nice, big, sugary cake for me, Tammy. Make it at least ten layers tall, and cover it with lots of frosting," she then raised a finger to her lips while making puppy-dog eyes, playing the role of an innocent girl, "Feed it all to me. If you do, I'll give you a nice reward. I'll sit on your face and smother you with my butt super hard."

Tammy gulped, her eyes colored with lust. Hinata's words hit her like a ton of bricks. She was saying everything a woman from Bountiful Fields wanted to hear.

"Do it, Tammy. Go make me a cake. Stuff me. Feed me."

That was all she could take.

"Yes, my angel," Tammy said in a voice so filled with desire that she sounded mad. With not another word, the redhead turned and ran as fast as she could, perhaps faster than she had ever ran in her life.

Hinata smiled victoriously now that something had finally turned in her favor for once. Of course, it was a small victory at best since it was just delaying the inevitable. She still had no plan in mind on how to refuse them once they were done, but at least this triumph was enough to prove to herself that she could think on her feet. Her ninja instincts hadn't fully died off yet. Maybe things weren't so hopeless after all.

"Guh! Easy… easy…" Hinata suddenly grunted as she felt her belly rumble painfully. She massaged her belly in her best attempt to quell the pain. Unfortunately, her own dirty talk aroused her hunger to greater heights. All that talk about cakes and sugar sounded very tempting. However, her mental rush from her show of wits gave Hinata enough confidence to press on. Repressing her appetite as much as she could, Hinata waddled forward quickly, hoping the physical strain would be enough to distract her urges.

She was close. It wasn't much further now. The barn/lab building was in sight. Hinata's body cried out in pain from the constant movement, but she ignored it. With her goal right there in front of her, she couldn't stop now. It wasn't far, but with her obesity, the journey felt like miles. It wasn't easy. It wasn't fun. But sure enough, she eventually made it.

*SLAM*

With no time or patience for finesse, Hinata shoved the door open with all her might, causing it to slam against the wall. Utilizing the momentum she had, Hinata pushed herself forward. Despite being a barn, the doorway was surprisingly small. To make it worse, it wasn't modified to suit a person of her size, so Hinata resorted to sheer brute force to get through. She lunged with all her weight, treating her own body as a pseudo battering ram.

"Urk!" Fortunately, her method proved to be surprisingly successful. Hinata managed to get at least more than half of her body through. However, she came to a halt as the widest part of her body at her hips got stuck in the doorway.

"C'mon! Just… a little… more!" Hinata strained, using her legs to power herself through. Luckily, the strain caused Hinata's body to sweat, giving her skin the lubrication it needed. Inch by inch, her flabby flesh slipped through, starting from the biggest part of her belly, to her fleshy hips, and finally to her giant butt. After a wet pop, Hinata's body squeezed through completely, created a slew of jiggles through her fat.

"Whoa whoa!" Hinata quickly righted herself to prevent from falling. Using her greatly enhanced capacity, she poured a large amount of chakra into her right leg to keep standing. It took several seconds for her bouncing body to recover, but Hinata was able to right herself without issue. Letting out a relieved sigh, Hinata spent the next few moments to observe her surroundings.

It's been a while since she was last here. Not since the first week when Nell snuck her into this place for a quick visit. Thinking back on that moment, Hinata wondered what Nell's intentions were during that day. She remembered that Nell was rather evasive when she showed Hinata this place, though she never gave it another thought until now. Obviously, there was some kind of secret here that they didn't want Hinata to learn. But then again, if they didn't want Hinata to learn of this place, then it would have been smarter for Nell to not have told Hinata of its existence at all. Was showing her this place a slip-up on Nell's part, or was it something else? Either way, that question would have to wait until later.

Hinata shivered in nervousness. This area had already taken on an unsettling atmosphere from the setting sun, but the lab in particular had become much more haunting. The first time Hinata was here, it was during a bright and lovely day, but the increasing darkness from the current evening made the lab seem almost haunting. There was one solitary lamp turned on, but it gave off an eerie green light, and it didn't illuminate the area much either. What made it stranger was that it was completely devoid of any life. Hinata recalled seeing barn animals in here before, but they had vanished. Nothing about this place seemed right. Hinata couldn't tell if it was her senses or something else, but this lab felt unnatural. Almost otherworldly. Mentally pushing down her growing fear, Hinata focused on searching for any type of clue.

The lab wasn't too big, but Hinata wasn't fooled. She knew there was far more to this place beyond its appearance at first glance, and she was determined to learn its secrets.

"Byakugan!"

Flaring her bloodline ability, Hinata utilized her enhanced sight, and immediately gasped. This place definitely wasn't normal. There was a strange form of chakra that clouded the entire lab. It was invisible to the naked eye, but the byakugan detected it. The chakra was thick, almost like a miasma, and difficult to see through, even for her eyes.

"What is this?" the question slipped from Hinata's lips. It was nothing like anything she had ever seen before. Examining it closely, Hinata noticed that the miasma appeared to be emanating from a central location. Not wanting to waste time, Hinata quickly searched for the source. Fortunately, it didn't take her long.

It was coming from a seal on top of the desk in the lab. It was a typical paper tag with a seal on it, but the chakra releasing from it was anything but normal. After a few cumbersome steps, Hinata approached the seal and observed it closely. The markings that made up the seal were unfamiliar. Hinata wondered: what would happen if she touched it?

Hovering her hand over it, Hinata hesitated. She didn't want to touch it, but she knew she had no other choice. Something that released this kind of foreign chakra had to be important. Perhaps if she tampered with or broke it somehow, Hinata would finally get the information she desperately needed. It didn't take long for Hinata to make a decision. Now wasn't the time to back down.

"Well… here's goes nothing."

Hinata placed her fingers on the seal.

Hinata gasped as the world suddenly swirled around her. Everything, from the walls to the ground to the table the seal rested on, all of them lost their shape and turned into formless streaks of color. Hinata could not move her body, like she was frozen in place. Unable to budge an inch, Hinata watched helplessly as everything around her mixed together and spun around into a colorful whirlpool. But in the center of the whirlpool was the paper seal itself. Like water down the drain, everything was swallowed up by the seal. Hinata's peripheral vision saw the world drain away, leaving nothing but blackness, until it was just her and the seal itself. The large girl wanted to react, scream, run, anything, but her body refused to move. Instead all she felt was herself falling. With the rest of the world gone, her body had no way to go but down. Feeling the air rush in her ears, Hinata mentally braced herself for the inevitable crash. Fearing the end, Hinata closed her eyes, quickly making her final prayer before her adorable self met a messy conclusion.

But…

It never happened.

Hinata's feet met the ground alright, but it was not at the speed that could crush a human. Instead, she touched the ground with the gentleness of a feather. The rushing air had also ceased, the sinking feeling of her body losing altitude stopped, and her motor functions returned. In addition, a sizable amount of strange noises entered her ears, and her nostrils picked up a peculiar smell. Confused, Hinata opened her eyes.

"Ah!"

The sight that greeted her eyes was not the dark void that she expected. Instead, Hinata found herself in an entirely new location.

'What is this place?'

It was unlike anything she had ever seen. Hinata found herself in some kind of underground chamber that appeared to be a research facility. A mixture of green, blue, and purple lights offered a moderate amount of illumination. Countless numbers of opened ninja scrolls decorated the entire area, covering the walls, ceiling, the numerous tables in the room, and even a large part of the ground. The markings on the hundreds of feet of parchment glowed with an eerie light, and radiated enough chakra that Hinata felt it. On top of the many tables were hundred of glass vials, many of which were empty, but many which had some type of mysterious liquid in them that came in all sorts of colors. Hinata remembered seeing some of these before, but never in such numbers.

Things only got weirder from there. Along the walls were several giant glass pods filled with green liquid. And inside each pod was a different animal. One of the pods contained a cow, another a pig, and some of the smaller ones had chickens, ducks, fish, and many others. While the animals didn't appear to be dead, their bodies were still, seemingly in some sort of deep sleep. Coming from the pods were a series of thick wires covered with parchment. Many strange markings appeared on the paper, all of which were glowing. Following the wires, Hinata noticed that they led to several large tables. Hinata was tempted to get a closer look, but she had no need to, as what happened next gave her pause.

"Whoa!"

Hinata gasped loudly as she saw one of the tables emit a large ball of green light. Still using her byakugan, Hinata noticed that the light was chakra, and that it was coming from the wires that were attached to the large pod containing the sleeping cow. The wires, attached the table, fed chakra that gathered into the growing ball of green light that hovered slightly in the air. It started off as just a ball of energy, but as the seconds pass, it took shape, solidifying, gradually changing form and color. After around a minute, the glowing dissipated, and what was left was an object that Hinata was very familiar with. What was once a ball of formless green chakra had transformed into a massive, juicy, raw slab of meat.

Hinata's mouth hung open in surprise, her eyes wide. She had just witnessed solid matter being created right before her eyes. Examining the meat, Hinata saw that it was no illusion. It was real. A very real, and very tasty-looking slab of raw beef. The still-hovering piece of meat began to move to a different spot, traveling above and along a different set of wires that all emitted chakra-powered light. The meat then rose up several inches before being laid upon a stack of what looked to be about a dozen other equally large pieces of raw steak.

Hinata understood. This was it. This was the source of Bountiful Fields' reserves of food. For the longest time, Hinata was baffled as to where this small village got its ridiculous quantity of food. She never saw any farmlands, never saw any supplies being brought in from the outside, and never received a straight explanation. But now Hinata knew. She got her answer at last. It all came from this mysterious facility. Her point became solidified even further as Hinata saw several other pods follow the same process. The pod containing a salmon, and a pod containing a duck, both began to glow with chakra, and the wires attached to them emitted light as well. Soon, two separate balls of light appeared above two other lab tables. Hinata saw the balls harden and morph, slowly turning into solid matter. And sure enough, one of the light balls turned into a full, raw salmon, while the other ball turned into a full-sized, defeathered duck, both ready to cook.

"This is… incredible," Hinata said, not sure if she should feel scared or impressed. The newly formed salmon and duck were the same size as the originals. That meant that this place was actually a cloning facility. The ability to truly clone matter was practically unheard of in the ninja world. The only clones ninjas could create were temporary constructs that dispelled over a short period of time. But this… this was on a whole different level. These were not short-lived shadow clones. No, these were the real deal. True, perfect, permanent clones. After all, if this was what Hinata was fed with all these weeks, then the proof of their permanence could easily be seen in Hinata herself. She wouldn't be standing here with her excess weight if the food was fake. This was beyond-advanced ninjutsu. The world would literally go to war just to get their hands on this. No wonder Bountiful Fields was so secretive.

Though Hinata couldn't see any from her current position, she was sure that there were probably cloning pods for all sorts of materials other than just food. The massive statue of herself came to mind. There was no way Bountiful Fields had all that marble sitting around. Chances are the materials came from here as well. Cloth, lumber, stone, all of it must come from here.

After a few minutes of staring in awe at the sights around her, Hinata eventually shook her head, trying to come back to her senses. As amazing as this all was, she had no time to stand around. She had a task to complete. At the very least, Hinata knew she was in the right place. This was definitely where all of Bountiful Fields' secrets lied, no doubt. Now, Hinata just had to find it. Somewhere in this facility had to be a cure. Some type of medicine that could reverse her weight gain and get her back to normal. She came this far. There could be no turning back now.

However, the task of finding a cure in this large space was a daunting one. There were hundreds of vials of all sorts of liquids and potions scattered as far as her eyes could see. How she would be able to find the one she needed wouldn't be easy, but Hinata wasn't about to give up. Not now. Deciding to start with the area closest to her, Hinata turned her eyes towards the large desk that stood next to her. Luckily, Hinata had a good hunch about searching here first. Just by looking at the desk, Hinata could tell that this was one that Mira used often. It was covered with notes, flasks, empty cups, and had several open drawers. Perhaps this was where Mira kept all her records detailing what had to be plenty of experiments. Filled with determination and tension, Hinata took hold of the nearest folder that interested her: one which was labeled "Divine Construction" and had a giant red check mark on it. Opening the rather thick folder, Hinata took a look inside, reading the first piece of paper on it.

DIVINE CONSTRUCTION: COMPLETED

Finally, at long last, it's done. All my life's work, done. Well, the first stage of it at least. It's been over a decade since I first started doing this. So many years, so many failures, but now it's done. Honestly it feels kind of weird knowing that I finally nailed this all down. For the longest time, a part of me just kind of resigned to the notion that I'd never get it done. Even writing this down, it feels surreal. But I can't rest. There's still plenty of work to be done. Granting a person with the body of an angel is just step one after all. Finding the angel is another, and then ascension is a whole other ballgame. But either way, I can take solace knowing that I can make it happen. If I can do this, I can do anything.

Mira's notes. This was definitely Mira. The handwriting was different from Lenn's, and even as just words, they carried a distinct, knowledgeable voice that Hinata knew had to be her. Hinata became extremely nervous all of the sudden. Reading Lenn's diary was one thing, but seeing Mira's secretive documents made Hinata feel much more vulnerable. Mira was a frightening force that Hinata did not want to mess with, and she couldn't help but imagine how the village leader would react if she caught Hinata attempting to foil whatever her plans were. Forcing that terrifying thought down, Hinata steeled herself and turned the paper over, looking through the next page.

DIVINE CONSTRUCTION SUMMARY

Divine Construction is the process that grants a single female human the power and traits necessary to be our destined angel. No normal human can hope to withstand the amount of weight that divinity requires, thus this process is necessary to grant an angel candidate the physical qualities she needs to ascend. This process is achieved by feeding the subject large quantities of enhanced sustenance (ES). In order to achieve successful construction, the subject must be remade in the following ways:

Phase 1 – Durability: Nutrients from ES remake the body to have the resilience it needs to withstand weight gain. Bones are hardened, muscles strengthened, and skin granted increased elasticity. Once complete, the body is able to gain any amount of weight without tear, strain, or pain.

Phase 2 – Digestion: Perhaps the most important change from ES. The digestive system is remade to be able to break down food, absorb nutrients, and convert excess intake to fat as fast and efficient as possible. After many experiments, this phase has been perfected such that almost all food intake is converted to energy and fat, with little to no waste. As a result, the body is able to gain weight at an extremely rapid rate, capable of gaining hundreds of pounds within a single day.

Phase 3 – Health: Achieving divinity is pointless if it uncomfortable and unlivable. Vital organs such as the heart and lungs are dramatically reinforced from ES. Not only will these organs become almost indestructible, they are remade to be able to survive and maintain the body regardless of size.

Phase 4 – Enjoyment: Divinity must provide pleasure in addition to health. Though unnecessary for living, a subject will be far more likely to embrace their new life if they can enjoy it. Thus, ES remakes the body to be far more sensitive to flavors by orders of magnitude. In addition, the body also gains a dramatically increased sensitivity to sexual intimacy and pleasure. These effects are strong enough that the mere taste of a meal or a touch from a lover provides a level of physical and mental enjoyment that vastly exceeds all human limits.

Phase 5 – Miscellaneous: An angel must look as beautiful as possible. ES remakes the human form so that it maintains ideal physical appearance at all times. Unnecessary body hair is removed. Skin is changed to be smooth as silk. Blemishes, stretch marks, and scars are permanently removed. The subject can enjoy a full life with maximum beauty at all times.

Phase 6 – Power: Above all else, an angel requires power. ES gives the subject plenty of it. All the chakra it needs, and more. Chakra production and chakra capacities are skyrocketed. So long as they are fed, an angel can never die, can never fall ill, and over time, will have all she needs to ascend.

Only when all these phases are successfully replicated can an angel be born in this world.

ADDITIONAL NOTE: Phases 3 through 6 must also be replicated for Angel Servants. It is important that the angel's servants must also have the health and power necessary to satisfy a divine being. See Folder 2-AS for alternate materials required to construct a servant.

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Hinata let out a sound that contained both shock and a bit of joy. At last, some concrete information, but the knowledge she gained was beyond anything she imagined. This confirmed many of her suspicions, along with the bits of information she got from Mira and the others over the weeks. The food obviously had many effects on her body, she already knew that much, but Hinata didn't realize it was to this extent. An extremely durable body, perfect health, and massively high power. But the last section stuck out. "So long as they are fed, an angel can never die". Did that really mean what Hinata thought it meant? Could it be that-

"Am I… immortal?"

She couldn't believe it. Was it true? Was she really immortal? Did she really just achieve the number one goal that all of humankind had been striving for millennia? And all of it found in this tiny village?

"No… no it couldn't be…"

Hinata tried her best to lower her expectations. No, there was no way that could be true. It was too good to be true. This had to be just an exaggeration. There was no way she was actually immortal. The idea of living forever has been, and always shall be, just a fantasy. Mira might be talented, far more talented that anyone ever knew, but she wasn't that advanced. No, it wasn't true. It couldn't be…

Doing her best to shake that appealing thought out of her mind, Hinata flipped through the pages, trying to focus on what the rest of the documents revealed. But to her dismay, the remaining pages were nothing but information about what had to be of Mira's many, many experiments. Each page was covered from top to bottom with formulas, diagrams, markings, numbers, and results from all kinds of tests. Hinata wasn't a dim girl by any means. In fact, she was often around the top of the class when it came to pure academics, but this was far beyond her. She imagined that only geniuses like Shikamaru had the intelligence to decipher something of this complexity.

The most Hinata was able to pick out were some of the drawings and diagrams. Usually there was a drawing of a food item along with arrows pointing to a drawing of a body part. Near those arrows were phrases such as: "+75% bone reinforcement", "+30% skin elasticity", or "fully digested in 456 seconds". Hinata couldn't help but marvel at the sheer ingenuity Mira had. This woman was a true genius in every sense of the word. A once-in-a-lifetime visionary who had the intelligence to change the entire world.

But it was precisely that fact that made Hinata uneasy. If Mira had this kind of talent, then was her goal of changing the world actually possible? Even despite everything, a part of Hinata still perceived Bountiful Fields as a small group with no real power. But that thought was quickly fading away. Perhaps having her father and Naruto come here was a good thing after all. If Mira was this strong, and her plans involved the entire world… then Hinata might need the backup.

"Uagh!"

Hinata grunted in pain as her belly roared loudly. It was the most painful stomach cramp she felt since waking up. The sounds of clacking glass accompanied Hinata's hungry belly as the countless containers shook violently, though thankfully without any of them falling over.

"Ugh! No! Calm down, calm down!" Hinata begged her belly as her urges went through another spike. Once again, the images of soft cakes, and sweet frosting assaulted her mind, causing her to drop the folder she held to the table. Hinata clenched her teeth, trying to swallow the saliva that rapidly gathered in her mouth. She had to hurry.

In desperation, Hinata turned her attention back to the many papers on the table. She had to focus on her mission. It was the only way to keep her mind off eating. With her belly still releasing its mini-earthquake, Hinata grabbed the many papers and frantically searched for anything that caught her eye. It had to be here. There had to be an antidote here, something that had the ability to nullify her hunger and weight gain. However, none of the documents she saw had any information she could even interpret, let along search for anything relevant to weight loss. It was nothing but more experiments and numbers. Even the glass flasks had labels that didn't tell her anything; just things like "Core Foundation 12A" or "Second Phase Lipid Enhancer 17-53E". Surely there had to be a "Weight Gain Antidote" or something here. But with the hundreds of containers that filled the room, Hinata's lumbering body and lethargic mind had little ability to search through them all, at least not in a manner that wouldn't take hours. Hours which she did not have.

But as she searched, there was one thing that gave her pause. It was a relatively small folder, but on its cover was a title that got her attention.

"Angel Candidates".

Unlike many of the other papers, this one was in pristine condition, and the oddly fancy font and large lettering made it appear important. But more than anything was the name. Candidates. Hinata had a strong suspicion on what that meant. Lenn's diary mentioned waiting for an angel. And Mira's previous documents were about constructing an angel. And it's very unlikely that Mira could have accomplished this without testing them out first. With all that in mind, Hinata realized. She probably wasn't the first one. She wasn't the first "angel" who was fed and pampered by Bountiful Fields. There were others.

Taking the folder in her hands, Hinata opened the cover, and began reading the first page.

ANGEL CANDIDATES

Listed below are all the qualities desired in any potential angel. Each quality is rated on a scale between 1 and 10, and only an individual who scores highly on each category, or whom possesses a trait that makes up for their shortcomings, will be allowed to ascend into divinity.

Beauty – Though beauty can be enhanced by ES, it can only do so much. Thus, any angel candidate must be good-looking by my personal standards. If we're going to serve at the feet of an angel, I want her to at least be a looker.

Personality – Absolutely necessary. I want only the sweetest little girls to be our angel. She must be a person who treats us all well, and be someone who we want to pamper. Traits such as agreeability, submissiveness, openness to family, openness in sexuality, and politeness are preferred.

Gluttony Acceptance – The most obvious one of course. A measurement of how willing a candidate is to embrace obesity. Our angel must be a girl who wants to eat, eat, eat! It is mandatory for any candidate to have a craving for food that exceeds human limits. Most women want to remain thin, but there are definitely some who already have, or can be trained to have a lust for weight gain. A candidate doesn't have to be a glutton right away, but they must possess the capability of being taught to become one. This value is a measurement of that mental aptitude.

Sexual Desire – I want our candidates to drown in lust. This value measures how sexual the candidate is. Ideally, our candidate should be a pervert who is more than willing to get down and dirty with a bunch of other women. They must love to please, be pleased, and have the will to satisfy the sexual desires of both themselves and every member of the village. Homosexual and bisexual women are preferred, but heterosexual women should not be ruled out, as any human being can be stained by lust.

Inner Desire – The most important trait. This value measures the desire to be an angel. Many women want to be fat, but that doesn't mean they want to be an angel. It takes a certain kind of someone to be an angel. They must love eating, being fat, and being worshipped from the bottom of their heart. They must be a person who achieves perfect happiness just by sitting around and being fed by a group of loyal subjects. They must be a person who can spend the majority of every day, month, and year living as an lazy, pampered angel. They must love to eat, live to eat, and exist to eat. Any candidate who doesn't have a sufficient amount of this will be rejected.

Preference – How much we like the candidate. A candidate can have all of the above, but if for some reason we just aren't fond of them, then they cannot be accepted as our angel. This value will measure our personal acceptance of each candidate.

-*-

Hinata's finger rubbed through the pages, feeling out how many there were. Not very many, she felt. But the sheer realization that there were other women before her filled her with feelings that she could not put into words. Wordlessly, she turned to the next page. The first thing she saw was a picture of a woman she had never seen before. Brown hair and eyes, and with a fair face and simple shirt and pants. Hinata read through the information listed under the picture.

Candidate #1 - Himari Shibata

Beauty – 6

Personality – 6

Gluttony Acceptance – 3

Sexual Desire – 2

Inner Desire – 2

Preference – 3

NOTES: First woman I took in. A normal girl with a normal job. Typical average Jane. To be honest, I wasn't really expecting her to be the one, but I had to start experimenting somewhere. It wasn't too hard to befriend her. Himari's the type of girl who gets most of her social interaction through small talk with anybody who lives nearby in the area. I was able to convince her to come to Bountiful Fields for a few weeks using the excuse of meeting new people and trying out new things. I told the girls that Himari had the makings of an angel, but I also instructed them not to come on too strongly since it might take her some time to "awaken". Himari did get pretty fat. Her body accepted the effects of the food with no side effects, and gained about a hundred pounds.

Unfortunately, that was all we could get out of her. She didn't seem to enjoy being pampered too much, has no desire for sex, and she complained a lot about getting fat. She was a pleasant person and all, but not much other than that. No big loss though, as I got plenty of information on what types of food worked and what didn't, so that'll help with the next one. I said my goodbyes to Himari, modified her memories a bit, and let her go.

-*-

Hinata frowned as she read the first entry. So Mira did indeed experiment on other women before her. And the fact that she apparently had the ability to modify memories did not offer much comfort. With grim curiosity, Hinata turned to the next page, and this time saw a picture of another unfamiliar person. A fuller-shaped woman with purple hair and pink highlights, while sporting a big smile.

Candidate #2 - Kanna Ota

Beauty – 7

Personality – 7

Gluttony Acceptance – 5

Sexual Desire – 6

Inner Desire – 4

Preference – 6

NOTES: I tried going for a girl who was already chubby. I figured that a livelier and more outgoing girl would be easier to mold. Kanna practically jumped at the chance at visiting Bountiful Fields since she was actually a regular at my old restaurant, and was more than happy to be given the opportunity to try more of our food. Kanna seemed alright at first. She loved to eat, had a good sense of humor, got along with the others well enough, and showed a willingness to experiment sexually, so I thought she'd be the one.

However, her desire to eat had a limit. Once she hit the 350-pound mark, she freaked out and soured on the whole thing. I tried to convince her that it was no big deal, but she wouldn't have it. Her inner desire was also weaker than I expected. She always seemed a little uncomfortable whenever me or any of the other girls tried to crank up the worship. She enjoyed the food, but not the worship. I had no choice but to reject her.

On the plus side, pretty much all of the enhanced sustenance I gave to Kanna worked just fine. Looks like all of my previous hard work paid off. Perhaps the only thing that's missing is the subject's aptitude to it. Next time, I'll try for a girl who genuinely wants to be treated as a queen, and see how much her body changes.

-*-

Hinata swallowed, fearing who the next candidate might be. Mira and Lenn always said that Hinata had an innate desire to be pampered. Did that mean she was the next one on the list?

However, the next girl was not her, but rather someone else. This time, Hinata saw a picture of what looked to be a member of a noble family. Her hair was a brilliant blonde, and she had striking blue eyes. Hinata read through the entry.

Candidate #3 - Princess Beauty

Beauty – 9

Personality – 1

Gluttony Acceptance – 9

Sexual Desire – 8

Inner Desire – 8

Preference – 1

NOTES: Ugh. This one was terrible. And yes, that's actually her name. I figured a spoiled princess would be perfect, so I took her. It was pretty easy to convince her to visit Bountiful Fields since I promised her all the food and attention that a "perfect princess" like her could possibly want. The haughty little minx accepted it without hesitation. While she was indeed a glutton, she was also a complete brat. She treated everyone like crap, and was incredibly selfish. Whenever someone didn't give her the specific type of food she wanted, or didn't rub her the right way, she'd instantly turn nasty on us. Lenn in particular hated her guts, because Princess wouldn't stop calling her "old hag". She actually had a derogatory nickname for all of us. She called Charlotte "blondie bitch", Sayoko "wannabe mommy", and Iris "quiet loser". Though I had a laugh when she called me "Ms. Incompetent". I gave a look that made it crystal clear she was not to call me that again, and she practically pissed herself. She definitely got the message after that.

I was hoping we could fix her toxic behavior, but no dice. By the end of it, every single one of us despised her. It sure was fun as hell getting our revenge though. Seeing her cry when we locked her up and gave her scraps was a sweeter treat than anything we fed her, and on the day before she left, we strung her upside-down and whacked her with sticks like a pinata. Oh well, it was nice seeing her blimp up at least.

That being said, she did confirm my theory that a subject's mental state is important. Enhanced sustenance had a stronger effect on Princess than our previous candidates, and I'm positive it's because of her inner desire. I'll have to test this further.

-*-

Hinata actually felt a tiny bit of sympathy for Mira. Whoever this Princess Beauty was sounded completely insufferable. She wasn't sure how to feel about their revenge though. Hinata turned the page again, only to gasp at who she saw next. On it, Hinata saw a very familiar face. The same green hair, same pale skin, and same figure that Hinata had gotten so intimate with over the weeks.

Candidate #4 - Nell

Beauty – 10

Personality – 9

Gluttony Acceptance – 1

Sexual Desire – 10

Inner Desire – 3

Preference – 9

NOTES: I was close with this one. I figured an orphan would work since it'd be easier to cut them off from society. She's absolutely gorgeous, and her shy personality was perfect. I was so certain she'd be the one. She wasn't an eater, but I was confident that I could fix that, but her appetite was pretty much zero. No matter what I did, Nell just wouldn't eat. And while she didn't mind the pampering, and especially liked the sex, we couldn't get her to overeat. I couldn't bring myself to let her go though. I already went through the trouble of adopting her, and everyone else liked her too.

It wasn't a total loss though, as I eventually found out that Nell had a massive feeder fetish. I didn't even have to convince her like I did with everyone else. No, this girl already wanted nothing more than to find her own angel and feed her for the rest of her life. She was like my long-lost sibling (no offense, Lenn). I should have known that she was keeping something raunchy in all those stories she wrote. I decided to bring her under my wing, and raise her as one of our best Angel Servants. Her being a lesbian helps too. I think she'll be great in being the wife, or perhaps concubine, of our angel. I can't wait.

-*-

Hinata's heart pounded. She had forgotten that Nell had told her about this when they first met. Mira did indeed try to feed Nell at one point, but with little success since Nell had a small appetite. Hinata's hands became sweaty as she dreaded turning to the next page. There was only one page left. One last candidate, and she had a strong feeling at what she was about see next, and afraid of what it might say. But she had no other choice. Swallowing hard, Hinata turned to the last page.

And her fears were confirmed.

Candidate #5 - Hinata Hyuuga

Beauty – 10

Personality – 10

Gluttony Acceptance – 10

Sexual Desire – 10

Inner Desire – 11

Preference – 10

NOTE: We found our angel. She's the one. She's perfect. Absolutely perfect. I'm so glad I went for another shy girl. Gorgeous, kind, polite, and the biggest glutton I've ever seen. I knew she had potential the moment I saw her while visiting the Leaf Village all those months back. There was just something about her that caught my eye, and I'm thankful for taking the chance. I actually had to rate her Inner Desire an 11 because of how much she loves eating and being pampered. She exceeded all expectations, and actually gained weight much faster than I predicted. None of us have a single complaint about her either, myself included. I think for all of us it was love at first sight. It wasn't even a week in before everyone went on their knees begging for me to keep her. There's no doubt in any of our minds: this girl is our angel.

Honestly, I'm impressed at how much ES has affected her. Her body changed faster and more effectively than any other candidate thus far. I'm convinced that Hinata was meant for this role. She's such an adorable glutton that it should be illegal. Her eyes are so innocent. Her skin is so beautiful and smooth. And I love how timid she is. There's this really appealing dichotomy between a girl who's normally withdrawn yet so utterly ravenous when she's eating or making love. One minute, Hinata is sweet, shy, and vulnerable, and the next she's devouring entire meals like a wild animal, and her intense O-faces never get old no matter how many times we drive her wild. God, I'm addicted to this girl. We all are. Seriously, I could write entire books about this girl, but that'll have to wait for later. Right now, it's time to get to work.

Plans are already set in motion for Hinata's ascension. The town is being converted into a Hinata shrine. Paintings, statues, the works. I want to make sure every inch of this town is a monument to Hinata's glory. Though to be honest I didn't even need to give the order. All the other girls were already furiously making their own loving tributes without me having to tell them. I was terrified of losing her, though. I had to make sure that Hinata's conversion was gradual. She still had misgivings about being worshipped and fed, so I told Hinata early on that her weight gain was only temporary. Hinata is adorably naïve. She actually believed me. With her inner desire that high, there's no way she's shedding any of that weight. Poor thing probably thinks I have an antidote for her weight gain or something. Pfft, as if! No matter, once I'm done with her, losing weight will be the last thing Hinata ever wants.

Things are going smoothly right now. Once she gains enough chakra, I'll be able start her ascension. I have to give props to Madara Uchiha for giving me the idea. Hypnotizing the world using the moon is certainly creative. The only downsize is the sheer amount of chakra required, but thankfully Hinata is gaining chakra at an absurd rate. When the way things are going, it'll only take a few more months before she is ready. Soon, we will have our perfect world.

-*-

The folder slipped out from Hinata's fingers. Hinata stood, but her body was still like a statue, while her mind, and her hopes had crumbled to dust.

Her nightmare had come true. She finally found the answer she had sought for, and it brought her nothing but despair. There was no cure. There was no way to reverse this. She had been lied to. She let herself be tricked and taken in. She had been outsmarted in every way. But what was potentially even more frightening was what Mira had written about this "ascension". Hinata's mouth went dry when she saw Madara Uchiha's name. She now knew Mira's plan, and she realized what her role in that plan was. Mira was following in Madara's footsteps. Madara had once tried to hypnotize the entire world, and Mira was about to do the same, but in her own way. Turning women into fat-loving cultists through the use of genjutsu, filling their heads with prophecies about an angel, finding an unsuspecting individual and building up chakra through the use of scientifically enhanced food, and then changing the world. She was going to hypnotize the world, and she needed Hinata, or rather, her chakra to do it.

It all made sense now. Everything made sense. Though the methods were unusual, the idea of using food to build up chakra wasn't out of the realm of possibility. Even clans such as the Akimichi family blended the use of food and chakra to fight. And this merely used the same concept, but on a whole different level. Hinata didn't doubt Mira's ability to do it either. If Mira had the capability to do all this, then it was no exaggeration to say that her powers were on the level of an a Kage. This was more than just a cult. Bountiful Fields was quite literally a threat to the entire world.

"What do I do…?" Hinata whimpered helplessly. She had never imagined herself being in a bleak situation like this before. None of her years of experience as a ninja prepared her for this. If this had happened to someone else, then Hinata would have simply fought to save them. But to find herself as the critical component of a cult wishing to conquer the world? She had nothing for that. How ironic that the one time she was given special attention, it was to serve as a chakra battery to fulfill a madwoman's evil plan.

Hinata had no options. She banked everything on the slim hope that she'd be able to find a way to reverse her obesity, and now her hopes had been dashed. There was no way she could lose weight. The weight wasn't going to just wear off like Mira had said. And there was no medicine or potion to cure it. Her life was over, and possibly the lives of every person in the world as well.

"Hinata?"

Hinata jumped when she heard a voice. It was muffled, and seemed to have come from above her. Hinata looked up, but saw nothing but the ceiling. But there was no mistaking that voice. It was Lenn. After a few seconds, she heard it again.

"Are you there, Hinata? It's time for dessert!"