Donna's Stay At Evolution Camp: Part 1

(Here, Have a giant 7700 word story :D)

(Commission for curveslovers aka suffragium-uno)

[While this story's premise sounds furry-themed, it is not. Donna just simply has a horn on her head]

[Donna is an unevolved Nidoran woman with bigger boobs and a fatter ass than most fully evolved Pokemon!  She has been signed up for Evolution Camp to help her development along, but all it seems to be doing is making her already extreme curves even bigger!]

Donna followed the path towards Cabin #5, the cabin that would be her home for the next few weeks. Evolution Camp was a special camp offered by her school for helping develop unevolved Pokemon like Donna. Despite not having evolved yet, the Nidoran woman was extremely well endowed; even more so than most fully evolved Pokemon. She stood tall with an impressive height of 6’2. Her 290 pound body seemed to be made up almost entirely out of boob and ass, though her belly did receive a little bit of chub as well. Her enormous boobs bounced and jiggled with every step she took, putting far too much work into her poor inadequately sized S cup bra. Two great handfuls of boob fat overflowed out of her tight crop top. Below her massive tits was her chubby belly, crammed into her high-waisted cutoff jean shorts. The bulge of her bottom-most belly roll clearly visible through the tight garment. Behind her, Donna’s massive ass cheeks bounced up and down like two bowls of Jello on a see-saw. Two doughy chunks of ass fat peaked out from underneath the bottom of her shorts for all to see. Donna would absent-mindedly tug the back of her shorts down an attempt to cover her colossal booty, but all it took was a few more steps for them to ride up again.

The curvy girl made her way to the cabin and slowly pushed the door open.

“Helllooooooooo. Anyone home?” she asked, walking inside.

She saw a short petite girl unpacking a suitcase on her bed. The girl turned to look at her. She appeared to be an Ivysaur.

“Oh he- woah,” the girl said, her jaw ajar as her eyes looked the massive woman up and down. She stared at Donna’s massive jiggling exposed chest and frowned.

“...Donna?” she asked. Ivy attended the same school as Donna, but had never actually seen the voluptuous woman in several months. The rumors didn’t even come close to how MASSIVE she had become. What did an absolute COW like Donna need to attend Evolution Camp for? She must have had more boob and booty than all the other campers COMBINED!

“Oh hi Ivy!!” Donna shouted, then ran over to her. Her massive tits jiggled like mad, bouncing in her tight crop top from her sudden burst of speed. She wrapped her arms around Ivy in a huge bear hug, smothering her entire head in her cleavage.

“MMMMmmm-Mmmmmm-MMMMMM” she shouted in a muffled cry, until she was finally able to shove her head out from between Donna’s breasts and take in a much needed lungful of air.

She glared at Donna, her eyes drifting back down to her enormous head-swallowing boobs. Her indifferent smile drifted into an envious scowl.

“Looks like we’re roomies!” Donna said, not seeming to care about Ivy’s jealous stare. “I’m so excited to spend the entire camp time with you!”

Ivy grimaced at the thought. “Yeah… me too,” she said with fake enthusiasm. “Well, our first activity is in 5 minutes. So you better get changed into your uniform.”

“Oh right!” Donna said.

She grabbed the bottom hem of her crop top and began to lift it up over her gigantic tits, struggling to maneuver the constraining material around her boobs, causing them to lift up with the shirt. Ivy’s eyes widened as Donna’s massive mammaries finally released themselves from the tight fabric and came crashing back down. Her bra let out an audible groan as even more boobage overflowed from the sides and top of the undersized bra from the impact.

“What are you doing?!?” Ivy screamed. “There’s a bathroom right there you can change in!” she continued, pointing to a door on the other side of the cabin.

“Oh that’s ok. It’s just us girls here after all!” Donna explained. “Besides, we’re roomies! There’s no need to hide.”

She grabbed her new camp uniform and held it out in front of her. It was a simple tank top with her school’s logo on the back and the word’s “Evolution Camp” on the front in big stenciled letters. She looked back at Ivy, who was still glaring at her massive bra-clad tits.

“I see you chose the t-shirt uniform option,” Donna said to her, noticing she was already in her uniform. “It looks very comfortable on you.”

Ivy frowned. “What the heck was that supposed to mean?” she thought to herself. “Was she calling me flat?!?”

Donna continued, ignoring her insulted look. “I went with the tank top. I think it’ll show off my figure a little more, hehe.”

She put the tank top over her head and slid it down to her shoulders and slid her arms through. She grabbed the bottom with both hands and attempted to stretch the material over her boobs.

“Umm, Ivy… could you maybe give me a little help with this? I might have become a little more…uhhh. developed… since I gave the school my shirt size.

Ivy rolled her eyes. As much as she wanted to make this fat cow suffer, she didn’t want to be late for their first activity, so she obliged. With all four of their hands tugging at the material, they finally yanked it over her balcony of boobage.

Donna took in a deep breath, “Ah finally. That was-”

RIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

The top of the material started to split as a tear made its way down a few inches, allowing even more of her immense cleavage to bulge out of the tiny tank top.

“Whoopsies!” Donna said, giggling a little. “As you can see, my girls might be a bit bigger than when I saw you last.”

Ivy simply rolled her eyes.

“But on the bright side, look at how developed I’m becoming! I’m sure I’ll evolve in no time at this rate!” Donna continued.

The two made their way to the main grass field where the majority of the camp’s physical activity took place. A youngman, probably in his early 20’s stood in front of the group of campers with a whistle around his neck and a clipboard in hand.

“Good morning, campers.  My name is Coach Terry,” he said to the group. “I’ll be conducting all of the field activities during your stay here at Evolution Camp.”

After his introduction, he took attendance and then began their first activity.

“This morning, like every morning here after class time, will consist of running 3 laps around the field, followed by a different activity depending on the day. So without further ado, Get running!”

With that, the campers all began to run around the perimeter of the field, some faster than others. At the back of the pack was, of course, Donna. She huffed and puffed as she struggled to carry her chubby body at anything faster than a brisk walk. Her massive S cup exceeding boobs nearly hit her in the chin as the “ran”. Behind her, her shorts rode up deeper and deeper into her enormous booty.

As the faster campers completed their first loop, they started to come up on Donna, eventually lapping her. Most of the male campers, however, seemed to discover that they could use a little break in pace right behind her. Though they didn’t want to make their intentions too obvious, and eventually sped up past her again after they “took in the view” for a moment.

Finally, Donna made it 1 lap around the field. She leaned forward with her hands on her knees for a moment to catch her breath.

*SNAP! SNAP!*

Her poor tiny bra couldn’t take it anymore. As she leaned forward, the newly added weight combined with the abuse of her bouncing had done to it caused both straps to snap at the same time.

“Coachhhhhhhhhh,” Donna winned, making her way towards Coach Terry while pulling her destroyed bra out from under her tank top.

Coach Terry’s jaw dropped as he saw the voluptuous braless bombshell making her way towards him.

“Y-yes?” he said, hesitantly.

“My bra broke. Can I stop running for a bit?” she asked.

“Umm, I mean, I-...yes of course” Coach stamored.

“She could help me out,” another voice said. “I still have a ton of boxes that need to be moved into the kitchen pantry.”

They both turned to see another camp staff member. He was another young adult, the name “Chris” was printed on his nametag.

Coach Terry nodded. “Alright, go help Chris unload the boxes from the truck. That’ll count as your exercise for today.”

“Ok!” Donna said, then skipped over to follow Chris, her enormous braless boobs smacking against body as she walked. Chris took in a deep breath and closed his eyes, doing everything in his power to not get aroused.

“Ok, we need to move all of these boxes from the food truck into the kitchen,” Chris explained. Chris piled up 3 large boxes and scooped them up, then walked them through the mess hall’s back door. Donna nodded and grabbed just one tiny box. They both dropped off their payload. Chris started to turn around to grab more, when Donna spoke up.

“Oh it smells so yummy in here!” Donna said after putting her single box on the ground next to the others.

“Yeah, lunch is just about ready.” Chris explained.

“Oh! Can I get a little sample?” Donna asked, holding her hands and shoving her arms against her chest, causing her cleavage to overflow out of her poor tank top even more.

Chris gulped. “Uh, um… of course.”

The other members of the kitchen staff brought in various dishes for her to try while Chris continued to unload the rest of the boxes by himself. There were hamburgers, hot dogs, potato chips, coleslaw, fries, and cookies. Donna insisted that she get a generous helping of each item and that she’d volunteer as a “taste tester” for the benefit of the other campers. The young, mostly male, kitchen staff happily agreed.

After eating enough for several people, she finally deemed the food acceptable to feed to the rest of the campers. She made her way into the main mess hall dining area with 2 large plates filled to the brim with her “actual” lunch and grabbed a seat at one of the benches just as the rest of the campers started to make their way in.

After grabbing their own plates of food, the still braless Donna proved to be quite popular with the boy campers. The table she sat at was the first to fill up as more and more campers gathered around her to introduce themselves (Donna’s ass being so fat that not as many people fit on her side of the bench also helped with that). Without a bra, Donna’s plates had to be placed a little further away from her than she would have liked due to how much table space her gigantic boobs took up.

Ivy walked by the bustling table with her own plate of food. She saw the attention all of the boys were giving her and immediately switched to her jealous scowl subconsciously.

“Um, weren’t you supposed to get a new bra and run your laps or something instead of ditching?” she asked.

“Oh hi Ivy!” Donna said through a mouthful of burger. “Actually I ended up helping the staff unload the food truck, then I helped the kitchen staff taste-test all of the food. I’m practically a staff member myself now!” she explained with a big smile.

Ivy simply rolled her eyes and grabbed a seat at a different table.

“Whew, that was delicious. I’m still a bit hungry though,” Donna said as she finished the last bite of both of her plates. Without hesitation almost everyone sitting next to her offered their leftovers to her.

“Wow! You all are so nice!” Donna said, gladly accepting everyone else’s uneaten food.

After lunch, the campers had free time. There wasn’t a specific thing they had to do. Some campers would play games, others would relax, and others would catch up on studying. It was all up to the individual camper. Donna opted to spend that time lounging in her cabin with her new friends.They had all offered to bring her some of their snacks to help her relax.

“Ahh, I’ve gotta say. I didn’t think I’d make this many friends on my first day of camp!” Donna said before taking another bite out of the candy bar one of the boys was holding in front of her.

After about an hour of relaxing and being fed, the door to her cabin opened.

“Hey! Boys aren’t allowed in the girls’ cabins!” Ivy shouted at the crowd of male campers surrounding Donna.

They all quickly hurried out of the cabin, not wanting to get into any trouble. Once they were all out, Ivy slammed the door shut behind her.

“Aww Ivy, you didn't have to be so mean to my new friends.” Donna said with a pout.

“Friends? You know those boys just want to see you get fat, right?” Ivy countered.

“They’re just trying to help me evolve!” Donna explained. “That’s the whole point of this camp after all.”

“I don’t even understand why you’re here at all!” Ivy said, glaring at Donna’s immense cleavage once again.

“I’m an-”

“Yeah yeah, you’re an unevolved Pokemon,” Ivy said, cutting her off. She then made her way into the bathroom to get dressed.

“Oh yeah, it’s pool time!” Donna said excitedly, sitting up.

Ivy closed the door and hid inside of the bathroom just as Donna pulled off her tank top, fully revealing her massive boobs. Ivy was in a bad mood and didn’t want to see those udders in person, it would only make her more jealous.

Donna fumbled around inside of her suitcase and pulled out the standard-issue swimsuit each camper was given. It was a blue one-piece that had the school logo and “Evolution Camp” printed on it just like her tank top with “Evolution” on one line and “Camp” below it. She completely undressed and then stepped into the swimsuit.

She pulled the material over her legs, then started to have a bit of trouble when it came to her thighs. She grunted and groaned, but after a good deal of yanking she was able to get it over her huge booty. She took a moment to catch her breath.

Ivy knocked from inside the bathroom. “Are you changed yet?” she asked.

“Almost!” Donna replied. “I could use some help though.”

“Nah, that’s alright,” Ivy said.

Donna shrugged her shoulders and got to work shoving her gigantic boobs into the one-piece. Luckly, this material was slightly stretchier than her tank top and she was able to squeeze into it by herself.

“Ok, I’m all dressed now!” Donna said.

“Finally, took you long en-”

Ivy’s jaw hit the floor as she took in the side view of Donna. Her fat ass had completely devoured the bottom half of the swimsuit, fully exposing her twin globe buttcheeks. Up top, she couldn’t even see the cups of the swimsuit due to so much boobmeat overflowing around it.

Donna turned to face her and struck a pose with one hand behind her head and another on her hip.

“What do you think?” she asked with a wink.

From the front, the cups of the swimsuit were now visible at least. Huge handfuls of boob overflowed around the sides of the once piece, stretching it so far that even the straps were starting to become devoured by her sea of boobage. Her belly pushed against the fabric so hard that her rolls and belly button were clearly visible through it.

“There’s no way you can go out looking like that!” Ivy said, still taking in the sight.

“Looks fine to me,” Donna said, turning to the mirror that hung on the cabin wall and running her hands over her generous curves.

“You’re going to drive the boys up the wall with that!” Ivy said, fuming.

“And that’s a bad thing?” Donna said with a smirk, then giggled.

Ivy groaned and headed out of the cabin, not wanting to walk up to the pool at the same time as Donna.

When Donna finally arrived, all eyes were on her. Even Coach Terry stopped what he was saying and tried to remember what he was talking about as the hyper-busty/booty camper made her way into the pool area. Ivy rolled her eyes.

“So, uh…. Yeah… as I was saying, you’ll each take your positions at the start of your lane, then swim to the other side and back 3 times, changing the type of stroke you use each time…”

His eyes kept darting over to Donna’s exposed curves.

“Uh so yeah, the three types are breaststroke, uh….. breaststroke… and uhhh, breaststroke.” he said.

Ivy rolled her eyes. Could no one take their eyes off this fat cow for 2 seconds??

With that, the first set of five campers took their place at the edge of the pool for their swimming exercise. Donna made her way over to Coach Terry.

“Hiya Coach!” Donna said, being sure to add some extra bounce in her step. Coach Terry’s eyes followed her bouncing breasts like a dribbling basketball.

“Woah, I mean, errr, hello Donna. What can I do for you?” he asked, doing an absolutely awful job of maintaining eye contact.

“Welllllllll,” she began, once again shoving her elbows into her breasts to exaggerate her immense cleavage. “I was wonderingggggg if there was something else I could do to help out instead of doing the swim exercise?” she asked.

Coach Terry glanced at the gigantic pair of boobs in front of him and gulped.

“Well…uh… technically it’s mandatory that all campers participate in the-”

“Awww, there’s gotta be a way you can make one teensy weensy exception, right?” she pouted, pursing her lips and giving her best “puppy dog” impersonation.

“Well, I suppose I could make one exception,” he said, licking his lips and taking in deep labored breaths. “Say, why don’t you time the swimmers?” he said.

“Sure! That sounds fun!” Donna said, bouncing joyfully. Her titanic tits sloshed and jiggled like crazy. Coach Terry swore he saw a hint of areola for a moment until she readjusted her swimsuit.

Some staff members brought out a pool chair for Donna to recline in. With a stopwatch in hand, she lowered herself onto the chair. Her ass quickly exceeded its width and bulged over both sides of it.

Donna looked towards the pool, all she could see was her own massive ocean of cleavage in front of her.

“Umm excuse me, could you pull the back of my chair up another click? I can’t see past my girls, teehee.” she said, putting both hands on her boobs and attempting to shove them down and out of the way. Despite their size, they were extremely perky, making seeing over them while almost laying down extremely difficult for the curvy Nidoran.

“Of course, Donna!” the staff member said.

Donna couldn’t remember this one’s name, but she smiled and thanked him. The campers spent the rest of the afternoon vigorously doing all types of physically intensive swimming exercises. Donna on the other hand, relaxed in her chair lounging. She timed the first few groups of swimmers, but eventually got bored and decided to just close her eyes and take in the sun.
Later that evening, it was time for dinner. Donna volunteered her services as a taste-tester for the evening meal once again, and just like last time, the kitchen staff eagerly accepted her offer.

After a long day of relaxing, lounging, eating, and being fed it was finally time for Donna to go to bed for the evening. She couldn’t be more excited for her time here at Evolution Camp! She had an amazing first day!

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1 week later…

Val sat at home with her tablet in hand. The Vulpix was worried about Donna, her best friend, but was nervous to actually press the Call button. She never thought Donna attending that Evolution Camp was a good idea. After all, the whole point of the camp was for underdeveloped girls, not girls like Donna, who was ANYTHING but. She hoped her bestie wouldn’t go TOO crazy with the food during her stay. Her finger hovered over it for a few more seconds, until she finally tapped it.

*RING RING RING*
*RING RING RING*

Val watched as her video call went through. Donna’s smiling face appeared on the screen.

“Val!!!! Hey girl! I’ve missed you so much!” Donna yelled into her phone.

Val laughed and waved.

“Hey Donna! I miss you too! How are you? How’s Evolution Camp?”

“It’s SOOOO good!” Donna said. “Everyone is so nice to me. I’m having such a great time!”

Suddenly Val noticed what appeared to be a waiter walk behind Donna with a tray of food in his hands.

“Oh you can put that right here. Thank you!” Donna said to someone on the other side of her phone camera.

“Umm Dona… where are you right now? Is that the camp?”

“Oh no no,” Donna said, as she shoved what appeared to be a piece of exquisite-looking cake into her mouth.

“This is El Pastel, one of the fanciest dessert restaurants in Gingerbreadland! It’s so yummy!” Donna explained.

“What? You’re back in the city? What happened to Evolution Camp? Did you leave early?” Val asked, starting to regain her worry.

“Oh no no,” Donna began. “I’m on a date! Counselor Ned took me into town!”

She flipped the phone around to Ned to Val. Ned waved back and gave a quick smile, but all Val could focus on was several feet of cleavage in the lower half of the phone camera’s view.

“Donna, I thought the campers weren’t allowed to leave the camp grounds! Are you going to get in trouble??” Val asked.

Donna flipped her camera back around to her face. Val only just now realized that her face was noticeably more chubby. It seemed that all of her fears were coming to fruition.

“It’s ok! It’s just gonna be our little secret teehee. You won’t tell, right?” Donna said, teasingly.

Val decided to shelf the ‘leaving the camp’ issue for now. She was more concerned with how much weight had put on during the last week.

“Donna... have you been putting on weight?” Val asked nervously.

Donna frowned and bit her lip.

“Well, if I’m being totally honest, yes… but it’s ok! It all just goes to my curves anyway. You should see how developed I’m getting! She explained.

“Donna, I’m just worried that-”

“One sec!” Donna said, cutting her off. “I need to cut myself a slice of this pie. It looks absolutely amazing. Suddenly the camera haphazardly started to change angle and position. She saw another quick shot her cleavage as Donna shoved her phone into what Val assumed was her bra cup.

The screen was mostly dark, with a smidge of light flooding through the top of her view. Val rested her cheek on her fist as she waited for Donna to come back. Then, Val noticed what looked like her bra tag in the top left corner of her camera feed. She dragger her fingers across the screen to zoom in. It was difficult, but she was able to make out the cup size… Z Cup.

“DONNA! Have you eaten so much food that you need to wear a Z cup bra now!” she shouted into the mic.

Unfortunately, on Donna’s side, her voice was too muffled by all of her boobage to be heard over the chatter of the restaurant.

A few seconds later, Donna finally pulled her phone back out. She had a piece of pie on her fork and shoved it into her mouth.

“Hi Val! I’m back! This pie is sooooooo good!” she said.

“Donna, just how much weight have you put on so far?” Val asked in a worried tone.

“Well, I’m at 380pounds now, if you must know,” Donna said, taking another bite out of her pie.

“380! That means you’ve put on 90pounds in just a week!” Val said, nearly screaming. “Give the phone to Ned. I need to get a good look at you.”

Val shrugged her shoulders and passed the phone across the table to her date. Ned pointed the phone Donna, who put her hands behind her head and thrusted out her chest in a seductive pose.

Val couldn’t believe her eyes. Her face was indeed more chubby than it had been when she last saw her. Her boobs were huge before, but now…. now they were GIGANTIC. They took up almost the entire width of the table and spread out far in front of her, taking up almost all of her eating space. Several piles of plates were formed around the perimeter of her boobs, suggesting that she had had a VERY busy dinner so far. It wouldn’t be long until her boobs forced her plates to be too far for her to even reach!

Her immense tits were shoved into a farrrrrr too small tank top that was almost impossible to read. The first word seemed to say “Evolution”. There was a massive rip in the top in between the letters “L” and “U” to make room for Donna’s massive mammaries to even fit into the tiny thing. There was another word underneath, but the word was so badly warped underneath the sheer size of her tits, that it was impossible to see. Val guessed it must say “Camp” by the context.

Ned gave the phone back to Donna.

“Donna! You need to tone it down with the food! It’s only been a week and you’ve already grown this much.” Val said.

“Right? Isn’t it great! I’m sure I’ll finally evolve in no-time!” Donna replied, completely missing the point Val was trying to make.

“Well, I’m gonna get back to my dinner now. It was nice talking to you, bestie!”

“Ok, well goodbye Donna, just remember to-” Val said until her screen went black. She sighed and put the tablet down.

Meanwhile, Donna arrived back at camp after her dinner date with Counselor Ned was completed. The last week had really done a number on the voluptuous woman. She had skipped almost every single physical activity during the week, opting to just lounge around and watch instead. The camp stall didn’t seem to mind at all though, in fact, many of them preferred it as it gave them a chance to get close and pamper her. On top of being constantly fed by the staff and her fellow campers, she was also receiving practically six meals a day due to her “taste-testing” sessions before each regular meal.

“Ivyyyyyy, I’m backkk!” the busty Nidoran cooed as she walked through the door to their cabin. Ivy had been growing more and more jealous of the attention and borderline worship Donna had been receiving. Her feeders would only cause her curves to grow, which only made them like her even more. It was a never-ending cycle.

Ivy sat in bed with a book and looked up. “Back from your fattening session already?” she said.

“Fattening session?” Donna asked. “You mean my dinner date?” she asked.

“Oh come Donna. You know all these boys are just trying to fatten you up with all these snacks and meals!” she tried to explain. “I mean, have you SEEN the size of your ass now? Those shorts practically look like a thong on you.”

“They’re just being nice!” Donna reported as she made her way over to the mirror to check out her ass. “So what if their kind actions just so happen to add a teensy bit of weight to my booty?” she gave it a hard slap, causing waves of fat to jiggle and slosh like a rock thrown into a pond. “Coach says I’m making great progress,” she continued as she admired her fat ass and insanely large breasts in the mirror.

“You just don’t get it,” Ivy said, then shielded her eyes as Donna began to strip down.

“Get what?” Donna asked, as she unhooked the final clasp, causing her bra to shoot off of her chest like a bullet and fly across the room.

“Ugh, nevermind.”

Donna got dressed into more comfortable clothing and then jumped into her own bed.

*GROANNNNNNNNNN*

The metal frame creaked and groaned underneath her hefty weight, causing Ivy to raise an eyebrow. She wanted to say something like “See what I mean?” but decided against it.

Suddenly, Donna got back up and started to put on her shoes again.

“Ugh, where are you going now?” Ivy asked.

“Coach Terry just invited me to something called a ‘Development Session’,” Donna said as she read her phone screen. “Something about it being because I’ve missed a few of the physical activities.”

Ivy chuckled to herself. “Good, you need the exercise.” she teased.

“Wait, are you going out like that?” she asked. Donna was wearing a tiny camisole with no bra and short shorts. Her boobs had grown so massive that bits of underboob were even starting to peek out from under her top.

“Yeah?” Donna said, making her way towards the door. “It’s just Coach Terry… and I JUST changed. I don’t wanna do that again.”

And with that, she was out the door. To her relief, she wouldn’t have to do a workout or something. Coach Terry explained in his last message that he was a physical therapist and wanted to implement a PT plan with her. Donna thought that sounded great.

Donna approached Coach’s cabin and knocked on the door. A few seconds later Terry appeared and invited her in.

“Donna! It’s so great to see you. I’m so glad to hear you’ve accepted my offer!” he said. He did his best not to stare at her immense cleavage exploding out of her top, or the handfuls of boob peeking out from underneath it.

“How could I not?” Donna asked. “Massages to tenderize my skin and prep my body for evolution? Development shakes? Sounds like heaven to me.

“Why don’t you lay down on the table there and I’ll go prepare a Development Shake for you?” he said, trying not to sound TOO excited.

“Okies!” Donan said, bouncing her way over to the table. The massage table groaned under her weight, but appeared to be up to the task. Almost every part of her overflowed off of the table in some way or another except for her head. Her boobs were the biggest culprit and hung several feet off of the table as she laid down on her front.

A few moments later, Terry returned with a “Development Shake” and handed it to Donna.

“So what’s in this thing?” Donna asked. She took a sip. It had a sort of sweet and salty flavor to it with chunks of bacon. “Woah! This is absolutely delicious!”

“Well all the base components of a typical dessert shake…” he began. “Ice cream, whipped cream, heavy cream, etc. But then I also added some more savory ingredients like mayonnaise, lard, cream cheese, bacon, bacon grease…”

“Well I love it!” Donna said, excited. “And you think drinking these things will help me develop faster?” she asked.

“Donna my dear, I don’t think there’s anything else in this entire camp that will help you develop faster than this.” he said confidently with a big grin on his face.

“Are you ready to begin your massage and muscle therapy?” he then asked.

“Yeah I can’t wait!” Donna said eagerly.

While there was definitely some slight misdirection in what Terry had said about his shake, he wasn’t lying when he said he was a physical therapist. He placed his hands on Donna’s soft chubby body and began to knead and massage her fat back.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Terry that feels incredible,” she said, feeling like she was going to melt into the massage table. Terry continued to work his magic, roughing out knots in her shoulders and tenderizing high stress points in her back.

“Oh right there! Right there! My back is always a little sore” Donna explained.

“Yeah I can feel it,” Terry said, rubbing a small circle with his elbow.

“It gets hard wearing such a heavy tight bra all day,” she admitted.

Terry rubbed his hands over the large red marks that spanned her back and shoulders where her poor overworked Z cup bra dug into her flab.

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed,” Donna began… “but I’m a little on the bustier side. It really does a number on my back carrying around a pair of girls this big.”

“Oh you don’t say?” Terry said, trying not to laugh. He was pretty confident the entire camp knew exactly who she was at within a few hours of her arrival here.

“Can you make me another shake?” Donna asked, placing the empty glass on the table next to her.

“Of course, I’ll even make you another one for the road back to your cabin,” he said.

“Oh yes please!” she said, happy as ever.

Once the back and shoulder massage was finally over, Donna headed back to her cabin feeling more refreshed and relaxed than she could ever remember being.  This camp was paradise!

The next day after lunch, Donna was relaxing in her cabin while a group of campers and now even staff members were gathered around her bed giving her massages and feeding her their snacks. Ivy had given up on trying to get Donna in trouble for having boys over. All of the staff members she brought back to the cabin ended up joining Donna for her feeding session. After the third one, Ivy decided it wasn’t going to work. Now she simply read her book and tried to ignore all of Donna’s “worshipers” across the room.

“Oh, looks like it’s pool time!” Donna said in between bites of a cinnamon roll. “Sorry boys, looks like that’s it for today!”

There was a chorus of groans and disappointed sighs for a moment, then they made their way out of the cabin. Donna got up, and started to get undressed, her gigantic Z-cup tits were once again released from their tiny prison. It had been getting harder and harder for the curvy girl to fit into her one-piece. It was torn in several places, mostly around the ass and chest area. She stood with the impossibly tight swimsuit on in front of the mirror and admired her curves. She thrusted her chest out forward and arched her back.

*RIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP*

The entire one piece ripped in half, her ass and boobs exploding out of it like soda in a shaken up bottle.

“Oh nooooooooooo!” Donna cried out.

“Ivyyyyyyyy... I broke my swimsuit. What do I do? What do I do?” she asked, panicking.

“See I told you you were getting fat!” Ivy said, trying to hold back how satisfied she was watching her squirm.

“Oh wait a minute!” Donna said, suddenly smiling. “I remember now, I brought some bikinis with me.”

“Absolutley not!” Ivy said. “We’re only allowed to wear the camp-issued swimsuits!”

“It’s ok! I’m sure they’ll make an exception. This is an emergency! Besides, it’s either this or show up naked!” Donna explained.

Even Ivy had to admit she had a point there.

Back at the pool the entire staff was focused on Donna and her new bikini. Her bikini bottoms weren’t even visible underneath her belly flab and most of the back was buried deep within her ass fat. Even the side straps were hard to see through her rolls and muffin top. Her boobs were an entirely different animal though. The top barely fit back when she was an S cup, but now at a Z, it hardly did anything more than cover her nipples… and even that it didn’t do a very good job of. Little bits of areola poked out here and there from the struggling fabric. It was also tied around her so tightly, that copious amounts of overboob, underboob, and sideboob were overflowing around the inadequate material.

A small crowd gathered around Donna as she made her way to her usual lounging spot. She planted her massive ass down into the chair, strands of ass fat sank between the gaps of the vinyl straps that composed the seat. Her weight pushing her deep towards the ground. The straps groaned in protest.

The campers did their routine swim exercises while Donna once again relaxed while several of the staff members gave her massages and oiled down her curvy body.

“Ah you boys really know how to make a girl feel pampered!” she said, enjoying the several pairs of hands squeezing and kneading her flabby body.

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Two weeks later…

“590 pounds!” Val practically screamed at the top of her lungs into her tablet.

“Oh come on! It’s not that bad. I’m not even 600pounds yet!” Donna retorted. “Besides, Coach Terry says I’m making tons of progress!”

“More like TONS OF WEIGHT!” Val said, continuing to scream. She couldn’t believe Donna had pushed herself this far. But from all the stories she had told her, she couldn’t find herself being too surprised. Eating 6 meals a day, being constantly fed, this Coach Terry person giving her “Development Shakes”. She wondered just how big her best friend would get.

“You’re so funny,” Donna said, giggling. “I’m nowhere near a literal ton, dork!”

“Yeah, we’ll see,” Val said, starting to calm down a little more.

“I’ve gotta go! My friends are here!” Donna said.

Val was able to see a group of guys burst in through the door of the cabin in the background. They quickly surrounded Donna with snacks in hand.

“Don’t take anymore of their snacks!” Val yelled, but it was too late. Donna had hung up.

After her feeding session, Donna stood in front of the cabin mirror once again to undress and check out her “development progress”.

Now at 590 pounds, she was enormous in every sense of the word. She stood at an impressive 6’9 now, making her 7 inches taller than when she had first arrived. Her chubby belly was now even plumper than before, but it was nothing compared to the size of her other curves. Most of her weight gain, however, had gone straight into her extreme hourglass figure. Her gigantic tits were now crammed into a far too tiny Z^7 sized bra, which featured 4 sets of straps and 20 hooks to support her heaving bust. She seemed to be quickly outgrowing it though, as her boobs were already overflowing out of it. She could never find clothing to keep up with her development these days, not that she minded that. She absolutely adored the extra attention her blossoming curves were bringing.

*GROWLLLLLLLLL* her stomach rumbled.

“I’m starving, Ivy” Donna said, rubbing her fat belly.

“Yeah you only had 3 breakfasts, 2 lunches, a ton of snacks, and everyone’s leftovers for all of those meals. No wonder.” she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

“You’re right! No wonder I’m hungry!” Donna said, completely missing the sarcasm part.

Ivy just shook her head. This cow was beyond hope now.

“Maybe I can get some of the staff members to bring me a little snack during my pool massage session.” she said, thinking out loud.

“I don’t see why not.” Ivy said. “Those horny boys will do literally anything you tell them too if it means getting a little closer to your fat ass.”

Donna ignored her and changed into her bikini. Well… “bikinis” would be the right term. Her boobs had grown so massive that each used 1 bikini per boob. It barely worked, but it covered her nipples…mostly.

Donna went about her evening as usual. Oil, massages, and snacks by the pool, then lots of taste-testing for dinner, her actual dinner, everyone’s leftovers, then another Development Session with Coach Terry with several of his Development shakes. Finally she made it back to her cabin.

Ivy watched the blossoming bosom of Donna enter several seconds before the rest of her did. Her massive hips wedged themselves into the doorframe.

“God damn. Did you ass get even FATTER in just a few hours?” Ivy asked.

Donna shoved and pushed her body through, finally popping out on the other side.

“You need to slow down with the food, Donna.” she said. “You won’t be able to fit out the door soon at this rate.”

“Psh, I think you’re overreacting,” Donna replied, making her way towards her bed. She plopped her massive ass down on it.

Suddenly…
*GROOOOAAANNNNNNNNN*
*SMASH!*

The entire bed frame collapsed under her immense weight, sending her fat body falling to the ground. The impact shook the entire cabin to its foundations. Her ass and boobs jiggled and bounced around her for nearly an entire minute as she recovered from the shock and took in what had just happened.

“Ha! I’m overreacting huh?” Ivy said. “Your fat ass just demolished a steel bed!”

“Whoopsies… well I guess I might have put on a tiny bit of weight,” Donna admitted as she looked around at the flattened bed beneath her still jiggling ass and boobs.

One of the counselors had come over when he heard/felt the impact of Donna hitting the floor and popped in to check on them. He said he’d check for another bed, or maybe a stronger one if they could find something. A few minutes later, 3 staff members returned carrying a new bed.

“We couldn’t find anything stronger,” one of them began. “And this is the only spare bed we have left.”

Ivy spoke up, “Well she’s just going to destroy that one too. What good will that do?”

“Well, Ben here had an idea for that. Tell ‘em, Benny.”

The one the girls assumed was named Ben started to talk.

“Well we figured if there were two beds, that would be enough to support her,” he began.

Ivy was about to point out the obvious but Ben cut her off.

“We only have 1 here, yes. But there’s another bed right there.” he said pointing at Ivy’s bed.

“Are you giving her my bed too? Where am I supposed to sleep?” Ivy asked, clearly getting frustrated.

“Well…,” Ben began. “We were thinking maybe you share both of the beds. Donna could have maybe 1 and ¾’s of the bed while you lay down in the remaining ¼ next to her. It would be a little snug, but I think it would work.”

“Uh-uh! No way! Nope! Not doing that! There’s not a chance! I am NOT sharing a bed with her!” Ivy exclaimed.

Donna pouted. “Pleaseeeeeeeee! It’ll be fun! It’ll be like a sleep over!”

The boys nodded in agreement. “Plus it’s the only way for both of you to have a place to sleep,” another one said.

After the pressure from the boys and Donna’s pouting, Ivy finally agreed. The boys even helped shove the beds together to save them some work. It was now time for the moment of truth. Donna hefted her hyper-curvy body onto the pair of beds, resting one ass cheek on each mattress. The bed both groaned and creaked, but they seemed to be winning the battle as a team. She shifted her weight towards one bed so that Ivy would have enough room. The bed that was holding slightly more of her weight groaned even louder, but continued to hold strong.

Ivy slid in next to her, just barely fitting between Donna’s hip/ass fat and the edge of the bed.

“Awesome!” Ben said. “It worked! I told you guys!”

The boys cheered and high fived. Then made their way out of the cabin.

“See you ladies tomorrow!”

“This is so fun!” Donna said, looking over to her new bed-mate.

Ivy simply stared at the ceiling with her arms crossed.

“I’m going to bed, goodnight.” she said flatly, then pulled her section of the covers over herself.

“Ok, good night bed-buddy!” Donna whispered.

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A few hours later…

PANIC!

Ivy wasn’t sure what was happening. All she knew was that she was scared. She opened her eyes but saw nothing but blackness. What was happening? She was blind. She opened her mouth, she couldn’t breathe. Was this a nightmare? She writhed around in the bed. Her arms didn’t move. Was she paralized? She tried to sit up. She couldn’t. She was hot. Why was she so hot? Her heartbeat quickened. She was going to freak out. She tried to wiggle her arms… they wouldn’t move. She kicked her legs, they moved! That was something, but the rest of her body was paralyized. She was going to pass out from the lack of oxygen if she didn’t do something soon. She tried to remember where she was. She was at Evolution Camp.

“Hmmmm?” she heard a voice next to her let out a sleepy groan. “DONNA!” she thought. She was sleeping next to that massive fat cow.

Suddenly her face could feel the cool night air once again. Her vision returned, and her arms started to regain their feeling. She wiggled her fingers and felt nothing but pillowy softness. She looked down to see that one of Donna’s gargantuan tits was smothering the entire left side of her body. She shoved as much boobage as she could off of her. Donna’s boobs had gotten so enormous that when she rolled over, just one boob was enough to smother little Ivy’s entire head, shoulders, arms, and torso!

Finally, Donna woke up and stretched. “Is something wrong, Ivy?”

“You almost suffocated me to death your giant boob you fat fucking cow!” she screamed at her.

Donna yawned, trying to process the words that were just screamed at her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to!” she said back. “You should try to go back to sleep.”

“Yeah yeah, just try to stay on your side ok?” Ivy grumbled, then tried to go back to bed.

The End