PATREON EXCLUSIVE - "Fattening Summer Fashions at Katrina's Closet"

Here is a new Katrina's Closet story that comes in at a little over 2,000 words and is hopefully something that will provide an enjoyable distraction during this extra hot time.

Enjoy!

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Mathilde could feel the rivulet of sweat running through the fold between her belly rolls as she sat at the counter feeling like a melting ice cream cone. The heat of summer had forced Mathilde to abandon her usual corsets, and while she still stubbornly clung to her preference for black clothing, that clothing was far looser and allowed for her blubbery body fat to spring outward and sag with much left restriction. 

As a result, she was now sitting on her double wide stool behind the counter with her big bloated butt spilling over the sides and with her thighs sweating something fierce due to all of her thigh fat pressing together while being buried under the fat of her blubber belly which rolled across her fat lap. 

It wasn’t that the air conditioning wasn’t working. If anything it was working overtime, but Mathilde’s body was just so fat that it acted like a natural furnace. Normally, she was fine with being a big beautiful woman. She rather enjoyed it. But on days like this she missed being a svelte little vixen who was slim enough to not be so bothered by the heat. 

Gwendolyyn had no such qualms about the heat. The waifish blonde was unusually spritely as if the summer heat had melted any of her usual coldness. She was was positively buzzing.

It reminded Mathilde of how cockroaches spread wings and fly on the hottest days.

“Do you want some ice cream?” Gwendolyyn asked out of the blue in a move that immediately made Mathilde regret thinking of her boss as a cockroach.

But before she could answer, the bell to the store’s door rang to signal the entrance of a pair of customers.

“Damn,” muttered Mathilde to herself as a bit of sweat dripped down her chins, dropped onto her chest and ran into her massive cleavage.

Shanice and Jae-Min were two good friends and bad bitches who loved the flaunt their looks in public and were specifically stopping by to pick up some new summer wear. For Shanice this meant a nice summer dress to go over her thong bikini, and for Jae-Min this meant a new bikini itself.

Of the two, Shanice was the noticeably taller one. She had something of an athletic build that was not quite Amazonian but was not far off. Meanwhile, Jae-Min was a much more petite woman. Regardless of their stature, both women were absolute gorgeous and they knew it. And immediately after their shopping trip, they were planning on heading to the beach which was the perfect place to show off their fit figures on this hot and sunny day while also making fun of the less genetically gifted.

This meant laughing at fat people most specifically.

Both Shanice and Jae-Min hated fat people, who they found to be lazy and greedy. But this meant that they loved laughing at them.

And when they got to Mathilde their eyes went wide with disgust that devolved into chuckling.

“Looks like they rolled a beached whale in here to get her out of the heat,” laughed Shanice.

“Looks like she’s melting even here,” joined Jae-Min.

Mathilde was too hot for their bullshit and quickly pasted on her best customer service face so she could hustle these slim bitches along and get them fattened and out of her hair as soon as possible and before Gwendolyyn changed her mind about buying Mathilde ice cream.

Inside one of the changing rooms, Shanice slipped out of her clothes and admired her athletic body flexing before blowing herself a kiss, slipping on the sundress and sealing her fattened fate.

The sundress was supposed to be loose, but as Shanice twirled around in the dressing room and blew herself another kiss, the dress began to grow significantly more snug as her body began to balloon.

The first place this was noticeable was around the waist. It was the part of the dress that had a bit of a cinch to it, something to give the dress a put of a shape even as the rest of it was designed to hang loosely. That little bit of elastic began to stretch as Shanice’s slim middle began to bow outward. Her once defined and trim shape began to buckle and bubbe with fat that started to spill outward. Her tight sides which were just moments before elegant inward curves, reversed course as the bulged outward with meaty love handles. Her refined waist was no more, replaced by a big blubbery bulging gut that pushed her dress outward and would have made her look nine months pregnant if it wasn’t clearly so soft.

Instead, Shanice grew a big jiggly pot belly full of soft, squishy fat. If she was wearing something other than a dress, it would have formed a mighty muffin top as it melded with her meaty love handles and the thick roll of fat that was developing along her back. The sudden transformation mixed with the heat of the summer’s day meant that Shanice was sweating already, and that sweat meant that the cute summer’s dress was quick to cling in a rather grotesque manner to the glorious fatty folds that were forming on Shanice’s gluttonous body.

That gluttonous gut was soon joined by a juicy pair of thick thunder thighs. Shanice’s trimmed legs ballooned into tubes of fat and her new saddlebags pushed out the sides of her sundress which suddenly found itself about and inches shorter thanks to the new girth that was widening out Shanice’s body and causing the dress to ride up. 

Shanice’s thigh fat slapped together as her chunky thighs grew larger still. Soon the thighs pressed together and even while standing in the sundress, her thighs got so fat that she had no choice but to widen her stance. If Shanice had been wearing pants the seams would have split by now. But the forgiving fabric of the sundress just spread across her thighs and clung to the sweaty fat. It couldn’t be seen currently, thanks to the long dress, but Shanice’s thick thunder thighs were now also covered in cellulite. 

The cellulite spread to Shanice’s ass, once a plump peach that was now overripe and sagging with fat. Her chunky cheeks lost any kind of muscle tone that they once had, and Shanice quickly found herself with a big bloated blubber butt, a shelf of fat that jutted outward in direct opposition to her bulbous blubber belly. Her butt was big and squishy. The sundress spread across it, but her fat butt was so fat and sweaty, that the fabric clung to it and clearly defined the crack between her chunky cheeks. 

Up top, Shanice’s breasts grew big and saggy. They hung down like fatty pendulums until they rested on the blubbery shelf that was her big fat gut. Her breasts were swollen and heavy, and that weight caused a real pain in her fat back. And the fat didn’t stop with her hefty bosom. 

Shanice’s muscular arms grew fat and flabby. She developed soft jiggly bingo wings that were on full display because of the dress. Her fat arms grew until they were as thick as ham hocks, and the soft squishy fat started to roll over her fat elbows like melting marshmallows. Her wrists grew thick and her dainty hands grew fat with thick sausage fingers that perfect matched the chubby toes that were on her fat feet which now filled her flip flops. 

Finally, Shanice’s face got fat. Her cheeks grew chubby and she developed a doughy double chin. She no longer looked like a model. Instead she looked like a professional eater, someone whose face was bloated from consistent stuffings. She was a sweaty pig of a woman. 

That sweat caused the dress the cling to the side of Shanice’s underbelly and neatly outline the folds of her gut and the meaty love handles that she now possessed. 

Meanwhile, in the next stall over, Jae-Min was having a similarly fattening experience. 

The bright pink bikini that Jae-Min was wearing was already tight, designed to fit her curvy and toned body perfectly. That tone very quickly disappeared starting with her pert and perky butt. 

Jae-Min’s beautiful butt started to jut outward as it filled with fat. That fat turned her toned cheeks to chunk and then her swollen cheeks started to eat the fabric of the bikini, swallowing it up with her fat. Unlike Shanice, the cellulite that took over Jae-Min’s fat butt was abundantly clear.  Her perky butt grew fatter and flabbier and soon started to sag downward onto her thighs. 

Those thighs grew thicker as well, blanketed in cellulite and marred by stretch makes as the fat filled her previously lithe limbs. Saddlebags sprung outward and sagged down. Her thighs grew fat enough for that fat to slap and push together and then push her legs out into a wider stance. The fat filled her legs and made its way down from her thighs and into her calves and ankles as well before settling in her feet which grew swollen with fat. 

The fat of her feet pressed against the straps of her sandals, and her toes grew plump like mini-sausages. 

Back above her bikini bottom, Jae-Min’s trim tummy became a tubby one, and then it swiftly turned into a big fat gut. The faint lines of abs that she had gave way to rolls of buttery fat that drooped over the waistband of her bikini and obscured most of the bottoms. It rolled forward, a flabby apron of stodgy fat that jiggled with every little movement. It was the kind of blubbery belly that gave off real beached whale vibes, and it was far from the only part of Jae-Min that was getting fat and jiggly.

Jae-Min’s arms grew weak and flabby with jiggly bingo wings that quivered at the slightest movement. And Her breasts did get somewhat bigger, filling the cups of the bikini top and threatening to spill out of them. But they still looked smalled and saggy when compared to the voluminous nature of her blubber belly. Her breasts didn’t grow big enough to draw the same amount of attention as her great big gut.

Something else that grew quite a bit was her face. Jae-Min developed a big round moon face filled with fat. Her cheeks were swollen like a fat chipmunk. Her dainty chin developed a doughy second one. Her cheeks grew to be bloated and rosy and gave her eyes a beady look and her face an overall piggish quality.

The pink bikini was suddenly very fitting, metaphorically if not physically, for the pig that Jae-Min had become. And as she looked at her fat reflection in the mirror, or at least what she could see given the width and girth of her blubbery body, she went to scream.

And then that scream was cut off by the rumbling of her soft stomach as it screamed to be fed. She was suddenly hungry and strangely relaxed with that. She slipped on a sundress that she did remember picking out, but one that had been placed there by the ever professional Gwendolyyn, and slipped it over her bikini ready to waddle out of the store and right to the beach.

Shanice and Jae-Min met again at the counter, both now extremely obese and far from the fit individuals that they were when they walked in. Now they would be waddling out of the store.

Once they paid, the two waddled toward the door and nearly got stuck for a moment as they tried to exit at once and their fat bodies pushed and bounced off of each other which caused an obscene amount of jiggling.

And as soon as they were gone, Mathilde felt her own belly rumbling once again. Fatty needed her food. She rubbed the fat lower roll of her blubber belly, kneading it like bread dough as she turned her fat face toward Gwendolyyn.

“Soooooo…. You were saying something about ice cream?”