A Job for this Useless Goddess - Megumin - 02

Eating was almost a constant now in Megumin’s daily routine. Hardly an hour went by when she wasn’t snacking on something; almost certainly one of Aqua’s latest calorie laden creations. Waddling out from behind the counter always seemed to generate some very amusing reactions from those who realized that a girl who looked plump up top was downright gigantic when her rear poked out from either end of the register booth. The voice of the thin girl inside of her was slowly being drowned in a deluge of heavy cream and puff pastry. Sugar coating anything other than a danish was beyond her now as her aspirations of ever dieting away that excess flab faded into memory. Just a few more weeks of this would finally mean having that respectable bustline she had always wanted, after all.

Two months had passed and Megumin was hooked. While Aqua’s girth had filled her out to the point where everything about her had dimples and cleavage, the little wizard’s weight continued to almost exclusively pile out onto her hips and thighs. She had a definite waddle which required her to swing each massive thigh over one another which sent ripples down the amazing shelf she held behind her, but it was all worth it to finally crest into the D cup range she had always dreamed of. Although the thinner Megumin’s voice had long since been silenced, concern for gaining any more weight always loomed at the back of her mind. It would rear itself up for a few ugly seconds before being doused in the satisfaction of just a few more bites and the promise of an even deeper cleavage.

By the ninth week, there was not a single countertop wide enough to disguise how definitively huge Megumin had become. Out and around the city, at the guild or even out on her way to blow up an empty field, heads turned and people stared. Megumin was beyond fat below her sizable waistline in comparison to her considerably slimmer upper body. Happily twirling her staff between chubby fingers, she had come to the reasonable conclusion that all eyes were upon her ‘substantial bust’ instead as she made her way into work. Aqua’s mobility was getting quite limited at this point and she would soon be taking over the cooking process herself.

This would be her time to shine!

At least that’s what she thought as she entered the tenth week. Now with hips nearly three times her original width, Megumin had sorely underestimated the sheer volume of food which Aqua had to produce each day. The worst part of it all was that she just could not help snacking on it herself, only leading her to grow wider and Aqua to grow more upset with her as she noticed her portions diminishing by even a single mouthful. 

This was also on top of the new expectations for belly rubs, her hourly taste testing, preparing her own meals, cleaning and bathing her, dressing her and acquiring her absurd amounts of booze as a 'side' to every single meal.

It was clear to Megumin that if she had intended to sustain her bust growth further, she would have to tender her resignation and ‘waddle out’ on her own. The only precious calories she should be burning would be in her daily magic practice and even a wasted movement could mean the difference in progressing into the hallowed F cup range. Convincing Darkness was not a difficult task as she too had enough of Aqua’s endless demands, but seemed far more distressed when she realized she finally weighed several times more than even the heaviest Adamantite plate mail.

With bellies in hand and a box of snacks for the road, the two girls set off on their own snacking adventures, leaving a very heavy, almost immobile Aqua to both plead with them to return and curse at them for their desertion from the back of the store.

“Fine! Have it your way!” she heard the goddess shrieked as the two of them waddled off the job. Those pitiable cries were soon drowned out by the sound of their own bellies gurgling, hungry and on the look out for more...