With a deep sigh, the Lucario smiled at the Dragonite whose paw he currently held in his. Giving her a warm smile, the orange Lucario turned back to the restaurant: "Ora's Domain"

"Well, Jenny," the Lucario said to his blue Dragonite friend, "ready to meet the famous Break Chaotic?"

The blue Dragonite gal returned his smile.

"From what you've mentioned of him, I don't think anyone is ever truly ready to meet such a drake, Flare," Jenny said.

Flare chuckled and pulled lightly on her paw as they proceeded into the restaurant.

As was the norm on a regular business day, the restaurant was jam-packed with furs, scales, and feathers of varying sizes, though "obese" seemed to be the order of the day. Flare and Jenny navigated between the bubble-butts and wideloads, often bumping into the soft frames whether by accident or design of the one being bumped into. Chuckles were had and smiles shared, then the two finally reached the table that their host had told them to meet him at.

At first, it appeared there was some sort of green-scaled mountain taking up their table. A closer inspection revealed it to be a massive Argonian that Flare knew he never saw before, but felt like he knew.

Lying atop the Argonian's massive mammaries was none other than the mayor, president, or whatever-you-preferred-to-call-him of the city, Break Chaotic. He was kicking his feet back and forth playfully as he fed another tray of burgers to the Argonian, its cheeks puffing out a moment with the food before swallowing to add it to its mass. Flare swore he could hear the Argonian's leather bra strain with the added bulk as its magnificent chest-orbs covered a good portion of the table.

As they approached the table, the Argonian stopped mid-chew to gaze at the approaching Lucario and Dragonite. Quickly, it swallowed the food (eliciting another groan from its bra) and smiled widely at them.

"Flare! I knew you would make it!" the Argonian said in a VERY familiar voice.
"Wait... EHANU!?" Flare said, disbelieving it, "but how did you...?"
"Become an Argonian? Just last week, heheh," he said, "but don't worry, I can return to my true dragon form whenever."

At Ehanu's exclamation, Break had turned around, slid off Ehanu's bulky boobs and belly, and walked up behind Flare and Jenny, all in the space of about two seconds, and all without either noticing his movement.

"SO, you're the awesome 'cario and 'nite that Ehanu mentioned," Break said, making both of them jump at his position behind them.
"What the...?" Flare said, stumbling a bit and falling right onto the couch opposite the blob-of-an-Argonian. Jenny remained upright, having been caught by Break who now was lightly kissing her hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet the two of you," Break said, then reaching over to help Flare up.

Head spinning slightly from the rapid introduction to Break's insanity, Flare took the proffered paw and let himself be hoisted back onto his feet.

"As you likely already know, I'm Break Chaotic. I'm sure Ehanu here has talked of me," Break said, putting a hand on Ehanu's ample thigh, drawing a "murf" from the Argonian.
"He's mentioned... a few details about you," Jenny said.
"Well, we could either keep talking about me, or..." Break slid into the booth opposite Ehanu, "... we can get to eating Ora's delicious cooking AND talk."

Taking the invitation, Flare and Jenny slid onto the couch opposite Break, which was the one on the opposite side of Ehanu. Flare was nudged somewhat into Ehanu's hip, eliciting a slight blush from him. Ehanu looked over his side, chuckling lightly when he saw it was an embarrassed Flare that had bumped him.

"Now then," Break said, turning to motion to someone unseen to them, "shall we get this party started?"
"Oh, uh, sure," Flare said, clearing his throat, "Jenny, this is Break Chaotic, guy-in-charge-of Area Break and overall nutcase."

In a flash, Break's almost-calm face was intensely wide-eyed with a huge, toothy grin and he was hunched over, cackling maniacally. If Flare and Jenny hadn't been seated, they would've leapt back in fright.

"I'M NOT CRAZY," Break cackled, "I'M THE ONLY ONE THAT'S SANE!!!"

And just as quickly, Break was calm, sitting idly against Ehanu's thigh with arms crossed.

Flare and Jenny shared a look, in which she silently asked 'what in the world was that' as Flare replied silently 'it happens all the time.' Clearing his throat, Flare continued the introductions.

"And Break, meet my girlfriend, Jenny the Dragonite," Flare finished. Break immediately took Jenny's paw in his and kissed it lightly with a tender "m'lady" and sat back on his couch. As if waiting for this moment, a golden dragoness with bra-busting-bosoms sashayed out from the kitchen, holding a platter in each claw. She placed the two platters in front of Jenny and Flare, then returned to the kitchen. She emerged once more with two more platters, which she placed in front of Ehanu's breasts and Break.

"Thanks Ora," Break said as he put his claw on his platter's lid, "so, Jenny, I take it you heard of my humble town from the mouth of Flare?"
"Yes," Jenny said, removing her lid to reveal a dish of General Tso Chicken with a side of fried rice, "Flare has mentioned that there is a certain rule about this place, something along the lines of 'if it's a thing, it's broken,' am I correct?"
Break chuckled, "hit's the nail right on the head. Heck, things can get so nuts that not even I know what can happen."

Jenny smiled at that and took a bite of her chicken. She felt warmth enter her as the food hit her stomach, a mild pressure in her chest building. She shivered with the sensation, but resisted looking down to see if [i]it[/i] had happened yet. Was her tank top just a teeny bit tighter?

"There's also talk about one effect that occurs to every person that dares venture here," Jenny continued, taking another bite and making the pressure mount slightly up more, "one that has the denizens of two minds initially, but soon come to love after spending time with it."

Another bite, more pressure.

"Well, that certain 'effect' is something from the days before this town came to be the happy place it is," Break said, "the TLDR version is 'bad guy was ruler, bad guy needed to be stopped, I needed help, lots of food went into my training, badda bing badda boom, bad guy's dead and now Area Break is what it is today."

Another bite, more pressure. This time, Jenny shivered again. It was about to happen, she could feel it.

"So you'd say this 'effect' is more a celebration of Area-Break being free from tyranny?" Jenny ventured.
"I'd say it's the way of life for Area-Breakians," Break said, "for Area Break simply wouldn't exist as it is today if it weren't for that effect."

"Well, are we just going to keep playing the pronoun game, or can we just say...?" Flare started before Break (somehow) was at his side with a claw over his mouth.
"Shhhhh," Break said, "it's all part of the author's surprise."

Flare looked strangely at... hold on a second; LEAVE THE FOURTH WALL ALONE!!!

"It's a thing, so it's going to be..."

BROKEN, yes I know, now can we please go back to the flow of the story WITHOUT any further fourth-wall breaks?

"What's my name?"

Please?

"....I'll think about it."

I'll give you cookies if you do.

"I don't know, I'm very particular about..."

I'll fatten Sera for ya.

"Deal," Break said, clapping his hands and turning to Flare and Jenny, who were staring at him oddly. Jenny glanced at Flare, who gave her another "happens all the time" look, before they returned to their meals and continued eating quietly.

"SO, I was saying, this effect, if not loved at first, is embraced by those after we give them a sort of 'tour' for those more reluctant to embrace it," Break continued, "thankfully, Jenny here embraced it from the get-go."
"And I look forward to every return visit," she said, taking another bite of chicken, building the pressure even more.
"That's good, because you've probably noticed that Ora gave you a different mix this time around," Break said.
"Yesssssssssssss," Jenny hissed as another wave of pressure built, this one having come without another bite. This was it! Jenny felt it about to happen!

Underneath her green shirt, her pert bosom jiggled, quivered, and shook quite visibly, ruffling the fabric of her garment. For a moment, Jenny considered removing the article as to spare it. Another leap of her chest, however, made the decision for her and she watched her sky-blue chest begin balloon wildly.

Mere seconds and already it swelled enough to strain her XXXXL tank top, before another moment and it popped like a firecracker. Her chest flopped heavily on the table, shaking the silverware and the platters still with uneaten food. Jenny's head fell back as the arousing sensations in her chest forced her into a state of relaxation, as her chest completely smothered her platter and a good quarter of the rather-large table before stopping.

Closing her eyes, Jenny relished the feelings as they subsided from her chest and moved on down to her thighs and hips.

Again, she momentarily weighed the option of removing the clothing before her greatening-girth-of-the-hips made that decision by blimping out immensely and changing her jean pants into jean short-shorts. Seams popped in rapid-fire fashion as their XXXXL stitches were put to the test, just before they failed said test, giving way to Jenny's mattress-sized sides. And not dinky-mattress-sized, no these were of a size to make even luxury king-sizes used in high-class hotels look like cheap fakes.

Jenny cooed as she felt her jeans tighten dramatically, then snap as her hips proved far too wide to contain, even for such generously-brought-out pants. Her hips bounced and flubbed about in their newfound freedom, almost flinging Flare off the couch as Jenny's left hip crashed into him. The soft, blue flesh pressed roughly into him and even scooted him over a good distance before their growth stopped, leaving him with barely any room on the somehow-too-small couch. Almost as an afterthought, Jenny's belly pushed out, pressing against the table, and her arms rounded considerably.

Standing, Flare gave the entirety of the couch to his now-immense girlfriend. The couch was filled practically to the brim with Jenny's thighs and buttocks, eliciting a groan from even that sturdy furniture. A smile tugged at his face immediately, having known this would happen but the effect of actually seeing it being more than he had imagined.

"Alright, Flare, your time to shine!" Break said.

He immediately knew what the dragon meant, so he stepped over to his plate and shoveled in several mouthfuls of the food on the platter (a well-done steak with the finest of sauces) and stepped back, the pressure already building wildly.

He frowned slightly when, instead of the fattening sensation, he instead felt a different feeling. One he was familiar with of course, but it still left him wondering.

His fur retracted into his skin, replaced by leathery scales. His belly fuzz became smooth plates, and a tail sprouted from his tail bone. His snout pushed out slightly more, taking on a draconic appearance, and his ears grew slightly more. Horns emerged from his skull and a pair of spikes studded his forehead, arranged atop of each other and in between his eyes.

"Um," Flare said as his chest and paw spikes also retracted, "I thought the food was going to do what it usually does."
"Oh, that part's coming, don't you worry your booty one bitty," Break said, once again reclining atop Ehanu's chest, "it should be coming right abouuuuuut..."

GLORPLE replied Flare's belly.

"...now."

Flare stumbled a bit as his belly began pushing outwards with added girth. He gasped slightly at the intensity of the feeling of bigness that grew along with his gut. Almost immediately, his chest started rounding as well, as if competing with his stomach. His belly drooped towards, and then past, his knees and began approaching the floor even as his chest-orbs began to crowd his vision. His lithe legs started to blow up like lard-balloons, quickly followed by his arms. His face felt weighed down as his cheeks began to billow with weight and his number of chins increased as his neck-fat did. In mere seconds, the orange Lucario-turned-dragon had gone from thin, sleek, and lithe to little more than a walking bean bag.

Giving up the fight against gravity, Flare collapsed onto the open space between Jenny's and Ehanu's couches. Simultaneously, his own posterior took upon the task of softening his seating. A pressure formed on his tail as his posterior began gaining girth, simultaneously softening his position. A moan escaped his muzzle as he reached back with a thickly-laden arm and massaged his rump, murring all the while.

Just as he opened his maw to thank Break, a sensation he hadn't expected to feel suddenly filled his chest. He looked down as the fattening pressure built in his chest, about to turn the thanks into an inquiry as to why Break had...

"MOTHER OF ARCEUS," shouted Flare as his chest bloomed into a pair of luftballoons filled with adipose. His melons flooded onto the table, shaking it and smothering his platter, much like Jenny's own was now buried by her own chest. She looked up from her relaxation and giggled upon noticing Flare's acquisition of a chest to rival her own. Not that she minded, but, rather, she thought it made her BF that much sexier.

Said boyfriend, however, was quite dizzy from the rush of feelings that came from one's chest suddenly taking up more real estate. Holding a paw to his head, he observed his overall girth with a mixture of glee and confusion. Of course, he thoroughly, one-hundred-per-cent loved this, but it was like asking for a box of chocolates and getting a DELUXE box of chocolate.

Break chuckled and slid off Ehanu, who wasn't quite so toweringly-large anymore when compared to Flare and Jenny. The Argonian chuckled as Break brushed by his thigh on the way to his own platter.

"Now, my turn," Break said, taking a bite of his food and an immense maelstrom of light filled the room.

Flare and Jenny threw up fatty arms to block out the blinding light, but Ehanu merely rolled his eyes at the display. Was the light show really necessary?

"OF COURSE IT'S NECESSARY! THIS IS ME!!!" Break's voice yelled through the light, rising in pitch.

"What, you're not gonna argue the necessity?"

Hey, who am I to argue with theatre?

As the light faded, Jenny and Flare blinked the disorientation out to see what had happened to Break. Both got slightly wide-eyed to see that Break made a startling transition.

He had become a she! She still wore the signature jeans and shirt, though the pants struggled slightly to contain her hips (even as small as they were) and her starburst shirt also strove valiantly to contain her newly-endowed bosom. This form of Break also had long, luscious locks of hair that just seemed to flow of its own accord.

"Well, hello there, y'all," the girl said, "I'd like to introduce the other me from an alternative universe; my name is Rebreaka Chaotic."

Ehanu chuckled while Jenny and Flare could only stare.

"Now, then," Rebreaka said with a clap of her paws, "I'll just ready myself up and then we can chat some more."

And with that, the dragoness took her platter of food and dumped the entirety of the contents down her maw. The effect was immediately visible as her breasts visibly lurched and her hips quivered, almost like they were anticipating the addition to come.

The sheer amount of rips, tears, and shearing of fabric was almost melodic as Rebreaka seemingly EXPLODED with sudden weight. She very quickly achieved a size near that of the other three whose chests smothered the table. Both Jenny and Flare twitched with the feeling from their own breasts getting smooshed against by something just as large and just as plush as theirs. Ehanu snickered at their reactions, having been ready for it. But it was still entertaining to watch the newbies' reactions.

Rebreaka sighed pleasurably as her newly-freed endowments jiggled about, relishing the feeling of being so huge. Murring deeply enough to vibrate not only her fats alone, but everyone else's boobs, she just basked in the feeling for a good moment of time. Jenny kneaded her breasts deeply, enjoying the absolute hugeness of them. Flare experimentally hefted his, almost dropping them as the sensory overload of his touching them flooded his mind. Ehanu sat there, once again chuckling at the reactions of the two "first-timers."

As the four scalies sat there in dumb-founded jubilation at their enormity, one thought crossed all their minds almost simultaneously: why would anyone ever want to slim down?

Rebreaka made a mental note to ask Break about creating a fattening virus to unleash on the real world. Jenny pondered how many door frames she'd bust at this size. Flare ruminated over whether or not he should wear a bra now. And Ehanu wondered just how much more food it would take to bust his current bra.

But all in all, the four busty fatties just basked in the feeling of hugeness, not needing to voice their pleasure to each other. It wasn't spoken, but felt through the vibrations of each one's murrs.

The other patrons of the restaurant, in varying degrees of attentiveness, had observed the display and the majority had enjoyed it. Throughout the restaurant were various calls for the waiter or waitress to "get me whatever they're having," to which their servers replied, "right away."

The party of four-recently-fatted scalies, however, were oblivious to the busier restaurant. Flare and Jenny shared a look of equal love for each other's newly-girthed frames, and Rebreaka cast a mischievous glance to Ehanu, which he didn't notice.

The four then simply sat there and enjoyed their fatness, smiles on all their muzzles. Oh yeah, it was the good life in Area-Break.