Vicki's Court Of Gluttony 5

Vicki dashed through the store straight into the back changing rooms, the closest shelter to try to understand what had just happened. She was grateful for the fact no one had noticed her entry, but that did nothing to ease her panic at having her clothes suddenly shredded off of her, leaving her in just her underwear. She stood there breathing heavily from the sprint, exhausted from the effort. She felt she shouldn't be this winded from that distance, but easily brushed it aside as being compounded by her shock. Finally starting to catch her breath, she bent forward to rest her hands on her knees, but froze, finding herself unable to see past her breasts. Though the term 'massive melons' seemed more appropriate, each was far larger than her head, a pair of enormous orbs that slowly rose and fell with her breathing.

A different sense of shock taking over from her confused panic, she raised her hands to try to reach around her swollen bust, finding she couldn’t even reach forward enough to extend past her distant bust line. She spread her hands and hefted her newfound assets, feeling her fingers sink into soft flesh as the weight shifted slightly from the movement. It was surreal, how could her breasts have possibly grown so much in such a short period of time? Finally beginning to assemble her thoughts, she turned around to view her abundant assets in the dressing room's mirror, and instead found herself staring at a very large, very round, fox in underwear so small by comparison that it appeared to be barely there strips of cloth.

Vicki's brain slowly worked to process what she was seeing. It wasn't just her breasts that had grown, it was her everything. Below her mountainous bust line was an engorged midriff, round soft belly buoying up her assets. Her hips had doubled in width, so that even with her expanded midline she had an hourglass form, albeit a very, very, bloated one. Turning to the side, she saw her rump had become a very bouncy booty, two more spheres squished onto her frame with the remains of her panties riding up to appear to barely be a thong. She reached behind her, again feeling her hand sink into oh so soft newly formed padding. Working her way back up she traced her new outline, completely at a loss how she could possibly have ballooned up like this. She felt like a gigantic walking pillow, every inch of her, and there were many many more inches than before, now cushioned and cuddly to even the slightest touch, her already red face brightening in a blush at the thought.

She sat back on the bench in the corner, and leaned back, actually feeling as if she was somehow cuddling herself, and closed her eyes, trying to make sense of what was happening. But before she could get more than a single breath in, she heard a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, do you need any help?"

Vicki's heart nearly stopped. That was Hope, somehow she had run into the very store where her friend worked. What was she supposed to do now? She couldn't let Hope see her looking like a blimp, but she did need help, she couldn't just walk out to find something new to wear. Sighing in defeat, she nodded to herself.

"Yeah, I think I do. I really need to try to find something, uh, bigger, to wear."

"Alright."

With that Vicki could hear Hope walking away, returning a few moments later and tossing a few clothes over the top of the door.

"Thanks", with that, the process of trying to find something to fit over Vicki's ballooned frame began. The pants could barely be pulled up to her knees, and the shirt just went over her head before her bust line prevented it continuing down any further, unable to even be stretched far enough in front of her. Tossing them back, she asked for a larger set, but with each attempt she found herself still too large to squeeze into the fabric. A few times Vicki could have sworn the clothes should have fit when compared to the previous sets, but it was as if she was still somehow ballooning up, inches slowly multiplying minute by minute.

At one point Hope suggested that perhaps they would have more success with dresses. Most simply wouldn’t fit any further than the first shirt. One she managed to get on, but her inflated breasts were barely contained in by its fabric, threatening to pop out with each breath, and she couldn’t even get the bottom down over her padded posterior. Another she managed to somehow squeeze into, but the fabric creaked with every little movement. She nearly took it as acceptable till she turned around to look in the mirror, and saw that it somehow made her bloated belly bigger than it had ever been before. She struggled to pull it off, her movements somehow shifting herself inside the dress and swelling her midline even more. Her only comparison was she somehow looked pregnant, though well beyond belief, before she managed to pull it back off and breathed a sigh of relief, before looking back in the mirror and being reminded that it wasn’t just the dress making her look so huge.

As time went on each attempt left her feeling as though it was like trying to squeeze a giant stuffed toy into a far too small bag.

Eventually she heard Holly pad back to the door, tossing an enormous shirt and pair of pants over the top, "These are the biggest things we have."

Vicki held up the clothes and frowned. What she had thought were pants were in fact a giant pair of shorts, and the shirt was a T with a large picture of a beached whale with 'Free The Whales' stamped under it. Closing her eyes she slowly pulled them on, just barely managing to fit in. The shirt only barely stretched over her breasts, leaving her spherical midsection exposed, and the shorts just barely holding on, appearing skimpy on her thick thighs and plump posterior. Finally opening the door she found Hope standing there looking bored, "So they finally fit. Okay, will that be cash or credit?" Somehow Vicki hadn't been recognized, and she was thankful for small mercies. Following Hope to the register, she was dismayed to find that the last of her money was barely enough to cover her purchase. With a quick 'thanks' she quickly headed for her home to find out what had happened, a growl from her stomach causing her to realize she was feeling rather hungry from all the excitement and panic in finding clothes for her inflated form.