ROYAL REWARD: Pass or Pop!, Part 2 (Inflation, Various Series)

As the catspaws swept the last of Nonon’s scraps off the stage, Fusen raised her hands and clapped dramatically. “Welcome back to Pass or Pop!, nya! Nyou’re just in time for Round 2! Before we begin though, let’s just give nyou a little reminder who our contestants are!” 

The stagelights snapped to the podium on the left, revealing a blue-haired young woman in a frilly pink dress, its stomach split where her own had torn right through it. She looked like she wanted to strangle someone. “Erika Furudo!”

The lights snapped to the middle podium, revealing a salmon-haired girl who looked like she couldn’t be having more fun. Like Erika, her belly had burst out of her clothes, a taut sphere of flesh that couldn’t possibly get any larger. (Oh, but it could.) “Haruko Haruhara!” 

Finally, the lights turned to the final podium, illuminating a trembling blonde with enormous twintails and an equally oversized belly. Hugging it like she were eighteen months pregnant, the young woman sniveled, eyes snapping from side to side in fear. “Usagi Tsukino!” 

In the stands, the crowd roared in excitement. 

The lights returned to Fusen. “Nyow, let’s explain which game we’re going to be playing this round.” Grinning, she snapped her fingers. 

With a whirring of hidden gears, the stage and the stands broke apart, and the ground between them split in turn, revealing a giant pit. From the darkness of its depths rose a long line of platforms, and surrounding it: spikes. Lots and lots of spikes. 

“That’s right!” said Fusen, hopping over them. “It’s Hole in the Wall! The objective of this round is very simple. In a couple of seconds, a barrier is going to come flying towards me.” She snapped her fingers, and a big padded wall with a hole the shape of a catgirl in it came sweeping down the aisle. She assumed the correct pose, and the wall passed around her. “Our contestants’ goal is to slip through the hole. Like so. If not…” She snapped again, and another wall shot down the aisle. This time, she didn’t bother to pose. Slamming into her, the wall swept her all the way over the edge. At the last second, before she had a chance to hit the spikes, she sucked in a deep breath and inflated. 

Floating back up, she landed on the stage and returned to her normal shape. “...Otherwise, well… They’ll get the point when it comes to it, nya. Any questions?” 

Usagi raised a trembling hand. “C-can you repeat that last–?” 

“Okay, great!” cried Fusen. “Let’s begin!” She snapped her fingers, and in a flash of light, all three contestants were teleported onto the platform. Erika snarled; Haruko giggled; and Usagi moaned in despair. “Ready, everyone? Oh, wait, I almost forgot…” 

She snapped her fingers again, and with a whirring sound, the pointer-turret on the ceiling turned to face the contestants. Zzzzap! The three of them screamed as their already taut stomachs grew even fatter and fuller, thickening their arms and legs and other assets as well. By the time the light faded, the three of them looked outright chubby. “Okay, great! On the count of three, everyone! Three… Two… Aaaaaand…” 

As she dropped her hands, a wall dropped from the ceiling and flew along the aisle like a cannonball. It had three holes, each in the shape of a rather chubby woman t-posing. As one, the contestants hurried to match it. 

They were just about able to before it reached them, though Usagi’s pose was a little crooked. The wall caught her and knocked her off her feet, but mercifully, she still managed to fit through it. 

“Nice work!” cried Fusen. “Except for nyou, Usagi! Since nyou touched the sides of the wall, I’m afraid I’m going to have to give nyou a penalty, nya! Sorry!” She snapped her fingers, and the pointer-turret’s tip started to glow.

“W-w-wait! No!” Usagi barely had time to raise her hands before the beam slammed into her belly, wrenching chubby arms and legs apart as it pumped her up like a balloon at a child’s birthday party. By the time it stopped, she was twice as round, her belly blown to such a size it had started to suck in the rest of her. She’d barely be able to move, if not for the fact she seemed to be buoyant too. She whimpered.

“Nyow, let’s try that again!” cried Fusen. “Three… Two… Aaaaaaand…!” She snapped. And another wall dropped from the ceiling and sped towards them. This one’s holes depicted a bloated woman standing sideways, her arms raised over her head.

In unison, the contestants hurried to copy the pose. This time, all three were a little more prepared, and though they came close to touching the sides, none of them actually did it. 

Fusen stroked her chin thoughtfully. “Hmm… Nyou guys are good.” She giggled. “Why don’t we make this a little harder, nya?” Grinning like a demon, she snapped her fingers, and with an ear-splitting zap…! 

Lightning struck the three contestants. As one, they screamed as their bodies swelled, pumped thicker and fatter than ever, straining their already stretched clothes and sucking in their arms and legs till only the lower halves remained. By the time the light faded, they looked like a trio of human boulders–Usagi, already a little bigger than the others, had suffered the worse. Moaning, she struggled to move at all. 

Fusen smiled. “Three… Two… Aaaaaaaand–!” She snapped, and one final wall dropped from the ceiling. This time, it had holes in the shape of a woman doing a handstand. The contestants gasped in horror. 

Bodies squeaking, they hurried to assume the pose, throwing themselves onto their bloated bellies and wiggling their feet as they struggled to kick themselves off the ground. 

Haruko managed it first. Then Erika, a second later. 

But Usagi… Tears flying from her eyes, she lay on her stomach and moaned and wiggled, shaking her fattened feet uselessly as she tried to get onto her hands. “Help me! Somebody help me!” 

Fusen rolled her eyes. “What a big baby, nya. Literally.”

Finally, the wall struck her. Like a ping-pong ball caught by a racket, Usagi flew, screaming off the platform and sailed, spinning and crying and pleading, towards the spikes down below. 

The bang, when it came, was loud enough to make even Haruko flinch. 

Looking down into the pit, Fusen giggled. “Wuh oh. It’s gonna be hard to collect her scraps, nya. I guess we better hurry and get started...” She produced a shovel and a bag. “And while we’re busy cleaning up Usagi, we’re going to take a quick commercial break! See nyou soon for Round 3…!”