The heat outside hadn't lessened much at all, and Belinda soon began to sweat again. She quickly decided to
get herself (and her delicious fruit) home.
Making her way back toward her house, she began to feel increasingly tired, like she had been walking all day.
"Rrrrgh... damn heat, making me tired..." Belinda grumbled. In reality, the new pounds of pure fat on her
lower body was weighing her down, her muscles unused to hefting around that much weight. Her fleshy inner
thighs, now wide enough to constantly touch, rubbed together as she walked, the friction creating even more
heat.
"Maybe I just need some sugar..." Belinda mused, pulling a candied pear from her bag. She greedily took a
large bite, knowing what to expect this time. The familiar rush of saccharine liquid filled her mouth again,
refreshing in the heavy heat. She slurped and sucked and sloppily ate the pear in seconds flat.
The sound of popping seams filled the air as Belinda's ass packed on the pounds. Blubbery tanned flesh grew
and expanded, tearing her pants apart and showing her smooth, massive butt cheeks. Her hips fattened and
widened, pushing her thighs into the thunder category. The waistband of her pants stayed together on her still
thin waist, but the cloth of her shorts were completely torn apart from the back, leaving the front as a kind
of strange loincloth. Just over the top of her ass cleavage, her lacy white panties could be seen, pushed into
a thong by her thick posterior.
"Ohhhhh, Christ, yes..." Belinda moaned. A strange fog filled the periphery of her mind, keeping her from
thinking about her even greater bulk. All she could think about was getting home and out of the sun, even
though the breeze she now felt was very cooling on her massive, sweaty rear.
The path to Belinda's home was luckily very empty, a tree covered street just down the road from where the
candy shop was, where only the richest families could afford to live. Belinda, while lacking a "sexy" figure
(at least, until recently), her parent's money ensured that people feared her and never said "no" to her,
giving Belinda her bratty attitude.
As she walked down the street, still feeling dopey from the magical pear, her hips swung wildly, jiggling her
copious mass around. A stupid smile was still on her face as she walked up to her large, rich-looking house.
She blankly opened the door to the house, her thighs scraping the door frame.
"Ugh..." Belinda put a hand to her head as she came down from her magic high. "...really sweaty... need a
shower..." She said tiredly. Belinda dropped her bag of magic candied fruit on the ground and walked up the
nearby stairway, her ass shaking violently as she climbed upstairs.