The dungeon of adipose

chapter 3

*Drip!*

*Drip!*

*Drip!*

They were human sized bubbling green globs with arms, legs, ears, and a giant nose, yellow eyes and white teeth. Were they slimekin? No, as utterly putrid as the duo smelled they had the distinct odor of...spinach? Liquid cream spinach constantly drip, drip, dripping against the stone tile floor as the patrolling pair drew near, obviously attracted to the sudden source of magical light. Their experssions curling into a deviant grins of perverted interest upon seeing the female caster.

"Hey! Look, a skinny!"

"Oh yeah, that's a skinny alright! C'mere little cutie~ Are you...mmmmph~ Hungry?~"

"Oh yeah, she looks absolutely famished!"

"And we can fix that, just you wait!"

"Yeeeeeah~ Let us get all up in that tight, little belly of yours~"

"I'm gonna stretch you out good!"

"Fatten up that gut real nice!"

With Nettie being caught so off guard by the unexpected enemy encounter of living food creatures as her foes, the first spinach glob man would lunge forward to grab at her.

After Nettie had rolled a 3 in response to her strength check contest to the sinister spinach glob's 7 roll, she would be grappled and restrained from behind as the gooey cold spinach covered her wrists yet held a vice grip. Meanwhile, the second dripping spinach man would waste no time getting into position standing right in front of her with an evil leering grin.

"Knock, knock~ Open up wide cutie, I'm coming in!" He would hoot and holler with an obnoxious laugh before reaching with both hands to try and pry her mouth open against her will, roll for 2nd strength check to resist.

Nettie's roll of 2 was easily overpowered by the spinach slime glob's roll of 8, causing the caster girl's lips to open and mouth pulled wider, and wider, and even wider than human expectations should allow before suddenly plunging his head down into her gullet with a loud, gooey glorsh! making her throat swell in size with a detailed bulge of the slime spinach man's grinning face appearing as his voice was muffled.

"Pass the lips and through the gums, look out belly, here I come!" The muffled voice of the sentient food man would holler with such glee as Nettie would have not another chance to resist this unorthodox form of attack anymore as the slime blob proceeded to crawl down the back of her unwilling throat and shove its entire mass into her belly with a long wet sluuuuurrrp! of his arms and kicking legs sliding between the space of her lips forcing her to gulp him down entirely. 

Her belly swelling to the size of full term, overdue pregnant belly, round, taut, and perfectly shiny as Nettie now had a occupant inside her belly with a series of lumps and kicks appearing on the shiny tight surface of her belly. The kicks dealing an overall internal blunt damage (immune to ac calculation) of 2 as part of the digestion process.

Nettie’s eyes widened as she looked down, the answer to a question in her head came suddenly. She knew they didn’t like her being skinny, but they were made from food so that they would change that. They liked being consumed somehow! 

Nettie wasn’t even able to gasp for air before her throat bulged and the creature forcefully shoved itself into her. She gagged briefly but it was no use, she watched as her clothes moved with her flesh beneath. Her cloth belt was stretched tight almost immediately, the round and protruding belly she had was being bisected into two round shiny orbs above and below the sash. She felt her skirt riding up to expose her upper thighs and a slight peak at her white boring panties. As the last of the creature finished sliding past her cream rimmed lips she almost slackened slightly in the arms of the other creature. She let out a faint burp as she looked down to see the damage it had wrought on her stomach. Her sash looked ready to, and before the thought finished the sash ripped in two leaving her thin robes to cover the pregnant belly. She was shocked at the size of it, and the heft of it that made her thin legs nearly buckle! She had only one plan as she glance back at the monster holding her down. She glared and grit her teeth.

“F-*** *urp* freak!”

And with that she clapped her hands together. The clap boomed like thunder as she did, light flashed out illuminating the chamber and casting long shadows. And her hand glowed with electric energy as she cast thunderwave with her bound wrists.

With the sudden cast of the powerful magic that was thunderwave, the glob creature would not only be pushed away but practically exploded into a shower of creamy spinach rain destroying the creature entirely as puddles of bubbling goo would appear on the ground as a result of the wasted food creature leaving Nettie alone. But before she could relax, she would feel another thrashing kick from the occupant inside her belly dealing another 2 damage to the wizard, moments before her massive belly would let out a sickening slosh and churning noise.

*Guuuuurgle!*

*Guuuuurgle!*
*Slloooooosh!*

Her belly visibly quivering in waves as her digestion was suddenly kicked into overdrive and the food creature inside her stuffed gut would lose all 4 hp and be digested kamakazi style, causing her belly to slowly shrink back to normal size...with the exception of a very thin layer of fresh fat on her abdomen as she had gained 8 pounds from the successful forcefeeding spinach man.

Nettie collapsed onto the stairs behind her panting. She looked confused as her belly began to shrink, and in astonishment she pulled her robes up. Her eyes squinted and she pinched her belly lightly. It was hard to tell but it looked unchanged. Barely even visible but yet something felt off. Looking at her hands she thought her hands looked a little different? Maybe a hair less bony, heck her whole arms looked a bit softer!

“F-Facinating… perhaps these things could be used as a food source, they certainly add up quick and hurt a little bit though! Felt like the thing was trying to rip me a new hole!”

She went to fumble for her hand mirror she carried with her, but when reaching to her hip she realized her whole belt had fallen off with it. She leaned down and pulled the belt and torn sash to herself. Examining herself with the hand mirror she noticed more. Her angular features had softened significantly! She looked average weight in the face, ignoring her thin legs and visible rib cage. But it wasn’t that bad of a look honestly, certainly a bit healthier! She grabbed the sash and belt and walked it up to the top of the steps. Leaving it at the stone slab and only grabbing her book from it. There had to be another way out of here so she could come back with some help! All she had to do was find it, then use the sending stone, and get teleported back to the nearest town hopefully. She assumed that’s what the Schola did in an emergency at least.

Walking back down the stairs and avoiding the tripwire she jotted down notes in her notebook. And of course held her spell book close. She tried to keep a better eye out now as she ventured further into the dungeon. 

Heading deeper into the dungeon Nettie would find more murals of females with massive breasts, round sagging bellies, and bouncy healthy butts drawn all over the walls. And even more ominous were several more depictions of the shadowy eyes of the unknown demon figure that reigned over these underground depths. The 2nd set of stairs seem to stretch with every soft, echoing step our caster made with the torches still lighting the way until she reached the entrance of the first medium sized chamber room. In the center of the room, her rolled 6 perception only allowing her to see the silhoutte of what appeared to be the shape of a person held in place in the dead center of the room as an unnerving chill slowly crept up her spine in the process.

Slowly she began to walk forwards, believing herself to be cautious and careful. She sent out her dancing lights to surround the silhouette, again leaving one by her side. She was ready to dodge out of the way at a moments notice. But she knew she was running low on magic. And judging by how flimsy that slime creature was she could use a little more basic cantrips. She kept eyeing the space around her but the single orb only provided 10ft of bright light and another 10ft of dim light. Meaning her visibility was still quite poor, aside from the figure that she sent the orbs towards.

With the magic floating orb of light, Nettie would find the silhoutette was that of a stone statue milf with perky round breasts, chubby stomach, and chunky hips. One that upon her drawing near, the statue's eyes would open revealing an eerie glow of piercing red eyes.