\"Writing.Com
*Magnify*
Path to this Chapter:
Related Stories:
Printed from https://web1.writing.com/main/interactive-story/item_id/958274-Pokemorph-Interactive/cid/1431871-Topped-Off
Item Icon
Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Fanfiction · #958274

A pokemorph interactive story for everyone, WG, GT(S), TF, and normal stories available.

This choice: ...broken her habit, but has gotten a bit bigger  •  Go Back...
Chapter #7

Topped Off

    by: Cato Author IconMail Icon
Ellen sat at her food-prep station, idly rubbing her belly. She was stuffed from her meals- all the time. Her snacking habit had all but disappeared under the crushing amount of food she consumed at mealtimes... but in place of her snacking had come a few extra pounds. All of Ellen's pants were now poorly fitting, as her previous bubble butt had slowly swollen into a badonkadonk, eating up her panties and thongs and making pants extremely tight on her. Her small potbelly had grown a little bit more, and was a little wobbly whenever he moved around. Her breasts, decent to begin with, hadn't changed much, but had grown slightly- not quite a whole cupsize yet.

"Excuse me, are you, uh, Erin? No, that's not right, let me try again... Elena? Ellen! That's it, you're Ellen, yes?"

Ellen turned slowly, and was shocked to see a towering Machamp morph towering over her, almost a whole foot taller then her! His sculpted muscles and chiseled abs were visible through his form-fitting muscle shirt, though not much could be said about his legs- they were long, and hidden behind a pair of sweatpants.

"Yes, I'm Ellen. Why? And who are you, anyways?"

The Machamp morph grinned. "My name is Edward. Edward Stone. Do you remember you're boss Paulina? She was transferred to the Stew Pot branch in Celadon. I'm her replacement. Anyways, a few employees have informed me that you have been prevented from snacking on the job, right?"

"Yeah... why...?" asked Ellen, rather confused at where the conversation was going.

"You can snack all you want now, as long as you aren't eating a customer's meals or snacking without working. That was all I wanted to say. If you need anything, come see me!" said Edward as he turned on his heel and left Ellen alone.
Better Interactive Stories
*Pen* indicates the next chapter needs to be written.
Members who added to this interactive
story also contributed to these:

<<-- Previous · Outline  Open in new Window. · Recent Additions

© Copyright 2025 Cato (UN: shaky at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Lord Waddleton has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work within this interactive story. Poster accepts all responsibility, legal and otherwise, for the content uploaded, submitted to and posted on Writing.Com.
Printed from https://web1.writing.com/main/interactive-story/item_id/958274-Pokemorph-Interactive/cid/1431871-Topped-Off