It was another average day. For the citizens Townsville average had become all too common for them. It was almost a decade since Mojo Jojo, Him or any of the other villians that had once ravaged the town had even attempted so much as a simple offense. They had finally realised that any attempt to destroy the town was fruitless thanks to the Powerpuff Girls. Their hotline had not rung since the last attack, which was made by Mojo Jojo, and it was now covered in a thick layer of dust. Because of this the three girls had had continued on with their lives without much intrusion. For some part of their childhood they had been barraged by news reporters and TV stations because of their unique powers but the coverage had soon died down along with the action.
With nothing to disrupt them from their everyday lives, the three sisters had graduated high school. Blossom had come out on top, obviously, and had prevailed in all subjects. Bubbles had mastered art and dancing and Buttercup had succeeded in gym. After graduating, they found themselves with one problem; they were bored. With nothing to distract them, they soon discovered that they hadn’t anyway to entertain themselves. They had failed to make many friends, they had isolated themselves from everyone and excluded anyone who tried to connect with them from their group. Blossom and Buttercup complained about this issue daily but Blossom had found a way to take advantage of it. With nothing to do she could laze about and indulge in her slowly growing appetite. It was at the age of thirteen that she realised her fascination with weight gain when one of her classmates had come back after summer vacation with a little added weight. Since then she had dreamed off testing the effects of food on herself but had never had the chance due to school.
Her sisters, too concerned with their own boredom, had failed to notice the slight change in Bubbles. Her stomach protruded out only slightly, starting to fall over the waistline of her sweatpants. It was hard for them to notice when she wore her baggiest t-shirts all day, this was so she could accommodate her growing figure. It was when she had reached her 50lb note that the two had noticed but only because she had dressed up to celebrate Professor Utonium’s birthday. She had suited up in a blue crop top that was tight around her chest. Her stomach was soft and it hung over the waistline of her matching blue skirt that accented her thick thighs nicely. When she presented herself to Buttercup and Blossom they turned to each other with a look of shock.
“B-Bubbles,” Blossom stammered, thinking she should be the one to consult her sister. “You look different; I don’t mean to offend you… but you look fatter.”
This did not offend Bubbles, not at all, in fact it only made a smile spread over her lips, her blue eyes brightening. Blossom was taken aback by this, she did not say more, but just considered what could be going on the blonde’s head.
Eventually it became even more noticeable, even in her baggiest clothing. She had filled out her sweatpants, so much so that the seams were close to tearing. No shirt she owned could contain her gargantuan stomach. It spilled out into her lap and forced her to sit with her tree trunk thighs apart. Because of her incredible weight gain she could no longer use her powers to fly, but she didn’t mind, she didn’t care much for any kind of movement.
It was at this point that Blossom and Buttercup decided to confront their sister, after Professor Utonium had requested them to do so. Blossom was sat in the living room, her bulky figure taking up almost the entire double seater. She guzzled down a double cheese burger and, despite the room being rather dark, the two girls could see the pile of burgers she had left to consume.
Blossom announced herself by clearing her throat before speaking up. “Bubbles, we need to talk.”
There was no response from the rapacious Bubbles who had taken hold of another burger. Blossom approached with Buttercup at her side. Again she spoke up, this time louder, but still there was no response. With an agitated grunt, Buttercup used her laser eyes to pulverise the burger in Bubbles’ hand. With a look that was combined of both horror and bemusement Bubbles stomped her foot as best she could.
“What was that for? You owe me another burger!”
Blossom was taken aback by her sister’s anger, she had never seen her like this before. “Bubbles, we’re worried about you. You’re not yourself.”
Bubbles lifted her head, her double chin swinging with her movements. She looked to the ceiling for a brief moment, thinking of how best to explain this to her sister. “This is me,” she finally spoke after a moment’s silence, she then took a roll of fat in her hands and shook it vigorously, this causing the rest of her body to ripple. “I’m fat,” she beamed with pride.
“Bubbles, you’re not making any sense,” Buttercup said bluntly.
“I want to be fat,” Bubbles explained further. “I want to see how big and bubbly I can get,” she giggled, but with the extra inch of fat around her neck, it caused her giggle to be hoarse and rough unlike her once adorable giggle. “I want to be the bubbliest Bubbles ever.”
There was a number of expressions from the girls in front of her after this. At first there was a look of shock, then confusion, then realisation and, finally, enthusiasm.
“We’ll help you,” Buttercup exclaimed with a smile that was rather unlike her.
Blossom did not question her enthusiasm and chimed in with her own encouragement, “anything to help you achieve your dreams.”
Bubbles was the only one that seemed to notice how strange this was. Shifting in her seat, she tried best to stifle a loud fart, but it could not be done. Her cheeks reddened with embarrassment but she tried to hide this, “you will… why?”
“Well…” Blossom trailed off, her gaze lowering to the floor. Her voice was quiet as she spoke again, “I guess I want to see how fat you can get to.”
Buttercup was not ashamed to admit that she was curious as well.
Bubbles threw her fat arms up in delight, the fat that hung from them swayed as she kept them up for a few seconds more before she was forced to drop them to her lap. “Okay, if you wanna help me you’re gonna have to get me more burgers.”
She had barely finished her sentence before the two girls had zoomed from the room, leaving only a large gust of wind that blew back the girls greasy hair.
With the help of her sisters, she managed to gain even more weight. She could no longer stand, no how mutter she tried. She was confined to her bed, her bad that had been reinforced and doubled in size. She was no longer recognizable. Her face was devoured by the chubbiest cheeks, her neck hidden by three more chins. Her body was just a blob of bulging fat. Her stomach consumed her thighs and almost all of her legs. She could no longer fit into any of her clothes and was forced to remain naked but her sisters did not mind, this way they got to see the progress better. With the help of their powers they were able to feed her faster, this helped greatly. Professor Utonium had voiced his concerns numerous times but there was nothing that could be done, all Bubbles would do was eat for hours on end. It was in the middle of one of her longest feeding sessions that the once familiar ring of the hotline came from the next room. Bubbles, engrossed by her four tiered cake, had failed to notice but Blossom had. Moments later she returned to the room with a look of deep concern.”
“Mojo Jojo, is terrorising the town, he’s already destroyed half of Townsville….”