"Whole Lotta Whale Blubber" An Exclusive Cut

I thought about waiting and posting this tomorrow morning, but it's done, and I wanted to keep the whole posting every day thing going this week. Tomorrow, I'll post a PDF collecting all five stories from Volume 6 of Exclusive Cuts. This is the longest one at over 2,000 words.

Enjoy!

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Natalia looked like a goddess. She moved like a water nymph in real life. Her body was long and toned and powerful. She was an incredibly talented swimmer who was as graceful as she was fast. With long and powerful limbs, she cut through the water with ease and held numerous records for her college swim team. She was an Amazon, a force of nature, and a bitch. 

And she was Debbie’s worst nightmare. Poor Debbie was a fat girl who had had a decent showing on her high school team and was eager to try out now that she was a freshman in college. But Natalia was not having it. 

“Listen here, Doughy Debbie,” said Natalia has she put a hand on Debbie’s fat shoulder. 

“Whale’s belong in the ocean, not on our swim team.”

Natalia grabbed hold of the lower part of Debbie’s generous belly. She gave the flabby rolls of fat a hard lunch through Debbie’s overly tight one piece swimsuit, and then she gave the whole thing a big shake. 

“I mean, look at you. You’re disgusting, huge and fat and gross. You’re a pathetic fatty, not an athlete like us. You’re just a bulbous, gluttonous loser. I mean, holy shit, you disgusting pig, all your fat is going to make you like a big bloated buoy holding you back.”

Natalia gave Debbie a hard spank and then motioned back to herself. 

“Look at me. I’m gorgeous. Lean and mean, tubs. This is what you’re supposed to look like if you want to be a champion swimmer, slim and trim. There’s not an ounce of fat on me, and you’re full of it, just pounds upon pounds of whale blubber. You waddle about here. How do you actually expect to move gracefully in the water? Get out of here, you landwhale. Get your fat ass out of here!”

Debbie waddled away in tears but was still able to hear Natalia laughing with her friends.

“What a fat loser. She’s pathetic.”

Later that day, Debbie found herself in the local mall having stumbled into a dusty old antique shop that she never knew was there before. It was crowded with good but not with customers and was entirely out of place in the middle of a mall.

The purveyor was easily the largest woman Debbie had ever seen, a round ball of a woman who puttered around the narrow aisles of her store. She caught Debbie staring at what looked like a long mirror wrapped in a drop cloth. Debbie was reaching for the cloth when-

“Don’t touch that dear,” called the fat woman.

“You don’t want to look in that. Here, take this.” she said as she tossed Debbie a small brass whale.

“What is this?”

“Just hand it to that mean girl while thinking about what you really want. It will solve all your problems.”

The next day, Debbie caught up with Natalia at the beach. She didn’t know why should would find Natalia there, but as she flipped the brass whale over in her hands, she just had the feeling that the beach was where she needed to go.

Debbie hated the beach mostly because she always attracted a lot of negative stares and comments. She felt rather ridiculous waddling on the sand in her shorts and oversized t-shirt which was stretched tight across her belly and was worn over her one piece swimsuit as if she were ever going to take things off after yesterday.

When she got over to Natalia and her cronies, Natalia looked at her with her mouth agape in surprise. It was an expression that quickly turned into a grin at the delicious opportunity to make fun of Debbie once more.

“What are you doing here, fatty? You need our help rolling your big whale ass back into the ocean where you belong?”

Without thinking about it, Debbie just tossed the brass whale at Natalia who caught it on reflex.

“What the?”

A cold chill ran up Natalia’s spine as she looked down at the brass whale.

It was a tingle that soon spread throughout her body.

Natalia felt her arms swelling. Her perfect limbs, lean and powerful and capable of pulling her through the water with great speed and for long distances suddenly began to feel weak and heavy as the muscles atrophied and turned into fat. Natalia held them out in front of her and watched as the muscles softened and drooped downward. She watched with horror as her traditional trim arms grew fat jiggly bingo wings. She moved them tentatively and screamed as the fat wobbled about aimlessly. They grew into puffy, pillowy things plum with plush poundage. It was terrible to watch the way the pale squishy fat on her arms sway so easily and didn’t seem to want to stop. She felt like they were these pasty, spongy, melting marshmallow arms, and they ended in hands that were blowing up with fat as well. Each finger swelled like thick sausages as even her palms got pudgy.

And that was just the beginning of it.

The fat ran through her shoulders and began to sink into her breasts which began to swell and sag in turn. They grew heavy and pendulous with fat, and Natalia could feel them pulling heavily on her strained bikini top even as they flabby mounds of flesh spilled out from both the top and bottom and quivered. Their pale and pasty quality made the stretch marks that they gained even more obvious, and their sagging weight caused them to lose any real shape while bringing an immense pain to her lower back.

That back was starting to get fat as well.

Natalia had never had back rolls before, but she was growing them now, thick juicy rolls of fat were blowing up her previously thin waist as she continued to expand outward in every direction with quivering, flabby flesh. Her rolls of back fat made their way around her waist and created thick spongy love handles that hung over the waistband of bikini- which was tiny and getting tinier as her body continued to swell. These love handles were flabby and also covered in angry red stretch marks. They drooped down as part of a very juicy muffin top, and of course that muffin top was completed by the appearance of a very prominent pot belly.

Her slim waist and washboard abs were Natalia’s favorite possessions, but now they were all going away in an instant. Her abs began to melt, to soften and then to sag out and then down as her growing pot belly formed and folded itself over the edge of her bikini bottoms. Her belly continued to bloom with fat and split into two distinct rolls, a top half and an even thicker, fatter lower half. Natalia’s spongy spare tire was quite the sight to see as it was now this prodigious double belly. It was a far cry from the sexy abs that she used to possess and made for the perfect compliment for her thick love handles as well as a nice shelf for her sagging breasts. With her new gut, Natalia didn’t look anything like a well practiced athlete who could have been a model. Instead she looked every bit the part of an incredible glutton with a greedy and insatiable hunger roiling up inside her great gelatinous gut.

And that was all just the top half.

Her lower half wasn’t faring much better.

Natalia felt her ass blow out like a pair of tires. She felt her sculpted cheeks suddenly plop downward as each one became a heavy sandbag of fat. Like blubbery balloons, they blossomed into bloated butt cheeks. Her ass had always been head turning, and as she turned her own head to survey the damage, she wanted to cry. It just kept growing. Her ass kept getting fatter and as it swelled it showed no sign of slowing down. Her previously taut butt cheeks filled the bikini bottom and then began to consume it. Her blubbery butt was covered in cottage cheese like cellulite and wobbled with even the slightest of movements. She felt like a wideload whale and was still growing fatter.

Her athletic thighs were the next to fall victim to the fattening. They went from being toned and tanned muscles to pale doughy fat in an instant. They expanded in all directions until they were massive tubes of fat, thick quivering thunder thighs covered in cellulite to match her blubber butt. Natalia’s tree trunk thighs would never be able to carry her gracefully through the water again. They’d never be able to carry her gracefully on land again either. Her thunder thighs had grown so much that they touched and forced each other outward which would forever curse the formerly athletic Natalia with a pronounced waddle, slow and lumbering despite her best efforts. They would shake and quiver with gelatinous fat with every labored step. Her fat legs expanded. Her calves and ankles formed together into big fat cankles, and even her feet swelled with fat.

Finally, Natalia felt her face begin to swell, her precious, perfect, angelic face. It began to swell and droop with fat, becoming a doughy mess of jowls and extra chins. She could even feel her nose swelling and becoming piggish. She reached up and tried alternatively to pull the fat off or push it back in, but it was all to no avail. She was a fatty, a complete and utter whale of a woman. Her face was fat and bloated and she knew that she hated it with every fiber of her being. She wanted to scream but suddenly she was back standing on the beach.

And she was still fat.

Immensely fat.

Incredibly obese.

She was standing there looking positively ridiculous with all of her fat rolls and folds flopping about for all to see. Her bikini bottoms were basically completely hidden by the immenseness of her double belly and swollen cheeks of her fat blubbery ass. She felt like she was melting, and hoped that it would melt all of the fat off of her immense frame giving her back her slim and athletic one, but instead she could tell that she was just getting sweaty and sunburnt.

And then there was all the laughter.

“Look at this pathetic pig!”

“Gross!”

“What a fat land whale!”

Her friends, former friends were all giving her hell, pointing at her, poking and pinching her fat and laughing their asses out.

“You big bloated loser.”

“You blubbery moo cow!”

“Alright, leave her alone.”

The last person Natalia didn’t recognize at first. And when she did her eyes went wide.

It was Debbie! Doughy Debbie! But she wasn’t doughy at all. She was hot! Slim and athletic while Natalia was now far fatter than Debbie had ever been. Natalia felt her new reality set in and realized that Debbie was now the triumphant swimmer on campus, a popular goddess and Natalia was well…

“Fatalia here gets to hang around us, so let’s just be good role models shall we? She can’t help being a cow. We can still be friendly. Isn’t that right?” Debbie put a slender hand on Natalia’s fat shoulder.

“But jeez, Fatty, you should put some more sunblock on. You’re gonna roast all that bacon.”

Everyone but Natalia joined in laughter with Debbie. 

Natalia just stood there dumbly knowing that this was what she was now, a submissive fatty hanging on for whatever taste of popularity she could get. Her new memories were setting in alongside her old ones. She was the swimmer who let herself go, and now she was just a fat girl.

That was her life now. She could still remember what she used to be like, and she sensed that Debbite knew it too. But Natalia knew that nobody would believe the truth if she was to tell it to them. A hottie who was magically transformed into a hog? Who would believe that could happen. It was impossible. It was unbelievable.

It was a whale of a tale.