Emilia's Move to America (Vampire WG Story) Part 3 (Patreon)

Emilia's body had undergone a significant transformation since the beginning of her feeding journey. Her once-toned physique was now unrecognisable, as her appetite had led her to almost double her original weight of 121 pounds. Her arms were now thick with layers of fat, her once-flat stomach was now a bloated belly that jiggled with every step she took. Her large breasts strained against her clothing, and her thighs had grown so chubby that they rubbed together with every step she took, while her buttocks had become so fattened that her pants were stretched to the limit. Emilia's once angular face was now adorned with a double chin, which only accentuated her swollen neck.

With her increased weight came an insatiable appetite that demanded more and more sustenance. Emilia now needed to consume four or five adults of similar size to herself each night to satiate her hunger. Her feeding frenzies had become more intense and frequent, as her hunger grew more difficult to control.

Despite the danger that her appetite posed, Emilia could not bring herself to stop. The feeling of satiation after a night of feeding was addictive, and the taste of the blood she consumed was a craving that she could not ignore. Her body had become a vessel for her hunger, and she was powerless to resist its demands.

Emilia's newfound obesity would come to affect her life in more ways than she ever could have imagined. As a vampire, Emilia was once known for her agility and strength, but her new body had taken a toll on her athleticism and hunting practices.

In the past, Emilia was a skilled hunter who could prowl on rooftops, using the elevated position to stalk her prey from above. However, her new obese body had made this technique impractical. She had learned this the hard way when she attempted to leap from one rooftop to another many pounds ago. As she jumped, her weight sent her hurtling through the plaster ceiling of an unsuspecting person's home. The incident left Emilia rattled and wary of repeating the mistake, so she abandoned the tactic altogether. Not to mention, in her current form she’s not sure she could even make the climb onto any rooftops.

She now found it impossible to sprint, despite her enhanced strength as a vampire, as her body was simply now too heavy. Her once swift movements were now a thing of the past. Even walking had become a challenge for her, with each step causing her thighs to chafe painfully.

She couldn’t rely on stealth to catch her prey anymore. The shadows and objects that she once used to hide behind and stalk her victims now failed to conceal her bulk. Even walking behind her prey was off the table, as her thighs would chafe too much, and she would need to stop to rest after just a few blocks.

Chasing prey was now out of the question due to her awful stamina. Emilia's hunting practices had to change, and she had to resort to picking the fattest, most overfed victims to have any chance of catching them. Her feeding spots became restricted to the local fast food restaurants, diabetes clinics, and college campuses with extensive meal plans, where she could find plentiful amounts of easy to catch, overweight victims. She was too lazy to chase down her prey, preferring to wait for them to come to her. The size of her victims meant that Emilia's weight gain accelerated rapidly due to their sugar-rich, fattening blood.

One summer night, Emilia was out hunting, struggling to find any prey to satiate her ever growing hunger. Emilia had been searching for hours on end, but it seemed that the streets were almost empty. In the past, she could always find someone to feed on, but now with the widespread adoption of food delivery apps like Uber Eats and DoorDash, the streets were practically deserted. The lazy, fattened prey she normally would feed on simply opted to stay home, having their fattening treats delivered directly to their door, rather than roaming the streets in search of them themselves. As she roamed the city, her hunger grew stronger, and her body felt heavier with every step. She was panting, and her thighs were chafing painfully, making it difficult for her to move around.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Emilia finally saw a pair of chubby college girls walking down the street after a night of heavy drinking. They were quite plump, but they didn't look like they would be enough to satisfy her hunger. Emilia had no other options, so she followed them, struggling to keep up, despite the two girls' sluggish pace. She was ravenous by this point, and her eyes were fixed on the girls, who were walking briskly and chatting loudly.

Occasionally, the girls would glance back at Emilia, who was panting heavily trying to match their pace. Emilia's improved vampire hearing allowed her to eavesdrop on their conversation, and she overheard them discussing her appearance.

“Gosh, look at her, she’s huge!” One whispered.

“You aren’t too thin yourself these days, you know” the thinner of the two mocked, poking the first girl right in her soft midriff.

There was a twinge of embarrassment in the other girl's voice. “Shut up! Look at yourself,” she snapped, glancing down at her friend’s round belly, “Besides, neither of us would ever get that big, I’m surprised she can even walk!”.

“She is pretty big, I mean look how much she’s struggling just trying to walk”.

“Exactly! How embarrassing, some people just have no self control”

“Quiet! If she hears us, she might just decide to eat us” her friend joked. Both girls couldn’t help but giggle, and continued walking.

Emilia couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed, her once athletic and slender frame was now a joke to girls she would’ve once considered fat herself. But she was more focused on her hunger, and picked up the pace, panting heavily and struggling to breathe as she followed the girls.

Finally, the girls stopped for a cigarette break. Emilia slowly waddled over, finally able to catch up. As she approached the girls glanced at her, and noticed she looked strange. Finally, they saw a sparkle, and noticed the pair of fangs protruding from her mouth. They screamed in terror and ran in opposite directions.

Emilia knew she had to choose one of them quickly, so she chased after the chubbier of the two, who had run into an alleyway. Emilia knew this alleyway was a dead end, and the thought of finally filling her mouth with the plump girl's juicy blood filled her mind.

The girl made it to the fence at the end of the alleyway. It wasn’t particularly tall, so she started climbing. She was shocked how hard it was to climb, she was not used to exercising with her enlarged body. Since starting college, she had practically done no exercise, instead opting to laze around, filling her fattening figure with greasy foods and copious amounts of alcohol, and losing her once pristine figure. She cursed her college's excellent meal plan as she lost her grip, her body simply too heavy to heft over the fence.

Emilia was slowly waddling over, licking her lips, ready to sink her fangs into her prey. The girl looked around, desperate for an escape, and noticed an old boarded up window leading into an abandoned pub. She ripped the boards off, and climbed through. Her belly was tight on the frame, and for a second she thought she was stuck. She sucked in and squeezed through, her dress ripping against the exposed nails, and wiggled her chunky waist and thick thighs through. She had made it, and ran into the building, looking for a way out.

Emilia approached the small window, looking concerned. She knew she had no other option, and started climbing in. Her head went in with no issue, followed by her shoulders. Her breasts were a squeeze, but she made it, and finally came her belly. Her belly was her largest asset by far. It had taken the bulk of her gain, and as she pressed it against the windowsill, it became apparent she was simply too fat. She heaved, using all of her enhanced strength, desperate for her meal, but moved no more than a few inches. She knew by now the girl would be long gone. Defeated, Emilia gave up, and pulled herself out.

She pulled, and didn’t budge. She pulled again, and again nothing. She was well and truly stuck, her enlarged figure far too far for the narrow frame. As Emilia hung there, her belly stuck in the window frame, she couldn't help but think about how much her body had changed since she first came to America. Once upon a time, she had been the epitome of beauty and grace, with a lean, toned body and sparkling eyes that mesmerised her prey. But now, she was unrecognisable.

Emilia wiggled her fattened thighs, but it was no use. She was panting heavily, and sweating. She remembered her days of athleticism and agility, where she could dart through small spaces without a second thought. Girls as fat and out of shape as the ones she was chasing would’ve been an easy catch and a good meal in the past. Now, she was too fat to even keep up with their walking pace. She realised that she had truly become just like her prey, overfed, indulgent, gluttonous and enormous.

Emilia sucked in her enormous gut with all her might. Panting and sweating, she pushed herself with all her strength. The process was slow and agonising, but after a while, and with an audible pop, managed to squeeze herself out of the window. She lay on the ground, hands resting on her enormous mound of flesh of a belly, panting, entirely out of breath.

After a while, she finally succeeded in hauling her fattened self up. As she made her way home, Emilia couldn't help but feel defeated. She didn’t know how she would satiate her endless hunger in future, but for tonight, she just needed rest.