Miku's Occult Expansion (Patreon)

Based off of World of Horror by Panstasz.

$3+ Patrons can suggest one image a month to be turned into caption stories. Here are the rules of submission. This image and story was suggested by BloatedNekoSugarGirls.

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(All characters are 18+)

Miku walked into a strange shop near the back part of town that she had heard about from her classmates. It was apparently a new store, having opened its doors only a week prior, but it felt like she had walked into a place that had been standing there for decades, maybe even centuries. The store was full of dusty knick knacks that looked both foreign and ancient in nature. 

While looking around, she saw a incredibly beautiful statuette that she just had to have. She looked at the price tag and her stomach dropped at the high price. She looked around and noticed that the shop's owner was nowhere to be seen so she quickly tucked the statuette under her jacket and quickly made her way towards the door. However the moment both of her feet were outside the store, she felt an almost paralyzing sense of freezing dread at her back.

"Ahem!" A shrill voice cleared its voice behind her.

Miku turned around and jumped back at the sight of an odd looking person wearing a creepy mask with the most unsettling smile carved into it. With dread filled instinct, Miku immediately deduced that this was the owner of the establishment. In their hands they held an odd jar molded in the shape of a fat woman. In one swift movement, the shopkeeper dumped a large amount of glittery powder from the jar into into their hands and blew it into Miku's face. She immediately became super drowsy and nearly fell over, with her last  being caught by the shopkeeper before she fell to the pavement and carried back inside the store.

Miku fell into deep stupor for what felt like months. The state she was in felt something similar to a peaceful sleep but with her just barely aware enough of her surrounding to be aware of the long time that was passing since she first entered the shop. Occasionally, she would become just lucid enough to feel herself chewing and burping only to fall back into her state of semi-consciousness,

After months of this, Miku finally fully awoke sitting in the middle of what looked like a storage room, letting out deep yawn that quickly turned itself into a crass belch. Miku felt extremely fat and weighed down and she tried to move only to find that all it accomplished was jiggling a few jelly rolls. Directly in front of her was a few large and greasy feeding buckets that she subconsciously familiar with and instinctively felt hungry looking at, as well as a mobility harness attached to the ceiling that she also was subconsciously familiar with, knowing that she was regularly placed in and moved around with it. She tried to look further around the room but her neck was so thick that it could barely move and her peripheral vision was filled with nothing but her face fat and expansive stomach. With all of her effort, she managed to move her head enough to briefly look left and right, allowing her a glimpse a nearby mirror that rested against a wall.

She was a huge feminine blob of immobile fat that was just barely recognizable as the spritely young woman she once was. As she already knew, her face had become so tubby that her double chins had completely engulfed her neck. Her arms and hands were so huge and atrophied from underuse that even trying to bend her chubby fingers felt like a herculean effort.  Her massive milkers draped the sides of her humongous gut, which was so large that her belly fat covered her chunky legs all the way up to over her knees. She was completely nude aside from a pair of protective underwear that just barely managed to cover her gargantuan ass. Without warning, Miku's body released an incredible strong and extensive fart into her thickly padded panties. It didn't feel particularly dirty but the involuntary expulsion made it clear that to Miku that she had lost all control what her lower body did.

"Finally awake, are we?" A croaking voice said behind her.

Miku instinctively tried to turn to face the speaker but only managed to jiggle her fat once more. With a chuckle, the masked shopkeeper walked into her frame of vision.

"What have you done to me?!" Miku demanded to know.

"You tried to shoplift from me. Do you know how rare these little tokens are?" The shopkeeper said, holding up the statuette Miku had tried to steal. "If you're going to rob me then it's only fair that I be allowed to put you to work to get what you owe."

"Put me to work?"

"Indeed. For the past six months, I've been offering a side service for the various restaurants and other businesses in town to dispose of their leftover foods in a non-wasteful manner, and all of it has been going down your maw." The shopkeeper explained. "You've been under a spell until you were able to make enough money to pay back for the statuette you tried to steal, as well as all the disposable underwear I've had to buy for you. Now, after half a year, you've finally earned enough to call it square. "

The shopkeeper stuffed the now paid off statuette into one of Miku's fat folds.

"I can't live like this!" Miku said before she involuntarily grunted and pushed out another loud fart, this one uncomfortably wet in sound and sensation. "You have to turn me back!"

"Hmm... Well there is a potion somewhere around here that will shed the pounds off of you in a heartbeat." 

"Fine, I'll take it!" Miku shouted.

"Alright, but just so you know it's going to cost twice as much than the statue, so you'll be doing garbage disposal for at least another year."

"Wait, hold on..."

Before Miku could continue, the shopkeeper blew another handful of magic dust into her face, resulting in her falling back into her coma-like state to spend the next year sleep eating her debt away.