Jasmine's Secrets (Chapter 7 and ¾ - #2) (Patreon)

“So… Amazing! I’ve always dreamed of being fat and my fat bestie finds a way to be really thin. Sounds like a bad b-movie script!” Jasmine finally said and the whole crisis felt like an old problem fading away. Both friends laughed about the circumstances around their first encounter and their initial presumptions and thoughts. By now it was two past noon and the smaller girl had eaten some ham sandwiches provided by her huge friend and they promised each other to keep an open dialogue, talking about the pros and cons of being a fat girl in the 2000’s. No more secrets between best friends.

The chubby chick hit the street to walk back the distance between Rach’s and Charlie’s apartments with new mindset. Instead of being hesitant, she was now considering giving in to the desire and piling on the pounds for real, not just magically assisted by the seeds. It was all decided.

Jasmine opened Charlie’s door to find nobody home. She called him twice but received no answer. After removing her prince charming's jacket and cap… she found a strange line of, …were those rose petals lying on the floor? She looked around once again and called out to him.

“Charlie? Are you here?” she raised her voice and repeated the calling twice. As before there was silence.

The plump girl followed the rose petals into the hallway. The trace stopped in front of a closed door, maybe it was the bathroom door she thought. She carefully opened it and the vision she saw blew her mind.

Charlie was completely naked standing still with his arms akimbo. The size of his …belly was unbelievable huge: it cascaded in one big partially haired paunch expanding sideways as it pointed downward, with two noticeable folds at each side functioning as the most giant love handles Jasmine had ever seen. Charlie’s face was a balloon, his cheeks were totally overrunning the rest of the facial features and he was smiling the biggest, shining smile possible. Plus-size Prince Charming, she thought.

The petal trail led directly to the bathtub behind the mountain of a man. He was the fattest guy Jasmine recalled had ever seen in her whole life, her personal dream of a super big and handsome man only a few feet away from her grasp. More rose petals and a half dozen of candles placed around and over the bathtub completed the whole package.

“Well miss, what do you think of this?” he finally asked. Jasmine stood with a goofy, loving expression in her eyes, clearly fixated on that amazingly wide belly, until she met Charlie’s gaze.

“Oh m- my… Geez. A- Are you naked?” was the only babbling thing she could say.

“In fact I am not!” he said while grabbing the side of his diminutive boxer, totally covered by the belly flab. Jasmine couldn’t help but approach the elephantine man to see for herself. She stopped with palms open a couple of inches away from the fat mass and looked at Charlie again, her eyes asking ‘can I?’. His smiled gave the permission she was soliciting. A double ‘FLAP!’ could be heard as a pair of chubby hands sank into the flabbiness.

“Wait!” Charlie said. Jasmine looked up again, as if suddenly snatched away from a pleasant dream. “If we’re going to do this we'd better do it properly, right?” he added and rolled his eyes towards the bathtub. The bathtub was half full of water with many of rose petals floating free on the bubbling surface.

“Is there something special about the bathtub?” she asked.

“Why don’t you take off your clothes, take a plunge, and find it out?” Charlie said in a confident and reassuring voice. Jasmine wasn’t exactly sure what he meant but something inside her made her shiver. “Alright.” she said tenuously and removed her clothes until she stood totally naked. Her pink, white chubbiness was no match for the giant body mass in front of her. Jasmine firmly rested a pointing finger in one of Charlie’s manly breast nipples, now bigger than watermelons and repeated, more surely this time “Alright.” She entered the bathtub afterwards and submerged her whole chunky figure.

“Let me guess… You---…” Jasmine wanted to know but Charlie interrupted her: “Shush! Don’t guess, just… feel it. ‘Take the hot bath totally submerged but keep your nose out so you can breathe, and your wish will be granted.’ Remember?”

The girl smiled as he confirmed her suspicions. She would remain submerged just as instructed by her anonymous supporter had written in both of their letters. Jasmine was totally excited, almost frantic, about what was about to happen. Weren’t we all, my dear peeping readers?

A couple of minutes passed in complete silence. The level of the bathtub water started to rise up slowly at first. A soft and familiar, delightful itching took Jasmine's entire body. “Woah, Jasmine! I’ve been dreaming of this the last 3 years since the first time I met you.” The fat man said.

“Oooh, believe me Charlie, me too!” the plumping lady answered back in a frenzy, feeling herself gaining mass. Her cheeks were gradually but firmly filling out, softer with each second. The itching had become a pleasurable, almost electric buzzing. Jasmine couldn’t help but touch herself passing the mount of Venus under the bubbling waters.

Oooh, Charlie, I-… I feel it, oh!” she moaned. The fat tissue where her feminine lower parts were located was growing as her fingers tickened.

The water began to rise and escape the bathtub, wetting the fat man’s feet as he watched, totally mesmerized by the growth of the blossoming beauty happening in front of him. “Jasmine…” he whispered. The waters stopped cascading and for a moment the surface was a perfect lagoon with an immense frantic mermaid underneath. The waters were noticeably receding now, visibly lowering at the edges of the tub. A naked giant belly rose from the depths as a fat, doughy arm surged beneath it, her obese hand still maneuvering around the center of Jasmine’s pleasure area. The water's retreat alerted the fat girl, making her to open her eyes in time to be suddenly startled by the lack of liquid. The electric feeling was over too.

“Ch-… Charlie? Uh, I think I’m… I’m…” the girl babbled.

“Huge! I know!” Charlie said contemplating and then grabbing one fatty arm extended in solicitation of help. “No! Stuck! I’m stuck in the bathtub… W-what just happened this time?” Jasmine sobbed.



“Uh… Oh… maybe an entire tea spoon of seeds was too much? Let me help you.” the fat man said, then slowly added: “I did the same but maybe because I’m taller... hmm… I didn’t …have this trouble.” The newly fattened damsel in distress couldn’t believe what he was saying but nevertheless she was completely out of her mind: a proper mix of joy, frenzy and agitation. Jasmine wasn’t aware of her vast size yet but she knew it was bigger than she ever dreamed.

With no more water in the bathtub -being totally absorbed by her body mass- Jasmine forced herself into a seated position, with Charlie now helping her out by grabbing her left arm with both of his hands. “Oh, man… Oouuf. That was hard!” she exclaimed. “I feel it’s gonna get harder now. You will have to lift up out of this by using your legs, Jas.” he warned the fat girl.

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(Chapter SEVEN and ¾ will FINISH next Monday ...)

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By Jay Tee (and the style correction of Vilegaramonde)

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Status: ONGOING.
Panels: 39
Year: 2004/2022
Artist Age: 31/48