New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 2

“Here, Aoba-chan!” Yun handed Aoba another package of cookies, her second one of the day already.


“Ah, thank you very much for your generosity.” The light-haired girl said, bowing gratefully in her seat. She spun away from Yun and placed the the package next to the empty on on her desk, giving Yun a clear side-view of Aoba sitting down.


It had been a week since Yun began giving Aoba her extra sweets and the smaller girl had taken to them quite well, especially since it seemed to increase her productivity. In fact, in just a week, the character creation team had gotten back on schedule and if things kept going like this they would be ahead of schedule in just a few more weeks; however, the effects were already making themselves apparent on Aoba’s tiny frame, and the changes all seemed concentrated in a single place: Aoba’s waist.


Aoba had a noticeable gut bulging about an inch over the waistband of her skirt. Yun didn’t think it was possible to gain so much weight in such a short amount of time without actually trying to, but seeing how big she had gotten so quickly made Yun thankful she’d been giving the sweets to Aoba instead.


Yun noticed Aoba had not yet returned to her work and looked on with concern as Aoba stared at the cookies with a guilty look. “What’s wrong Aoba-chan?”


“Well.. is this really okay? It seems like I’m taking advantage of your generosity Yun-san. I’m eating your snacks so that I can be as productive as I can, but it’s coming out of your pocket.”


‘Ah, so she feels guilty about that, but hasn’t she seen how much weight she’s gained? I thought she would have been a lot more conscious of that sort of thing.’


“Oh it’s no trouble at all Aoba-chan. You’re helping me keep my weight down by keeping me from eating those snacks myself. Besides, it makes me happy to see you enjoying those sweets. Just be careful alright? Eating too many sweets isn’t good for you.”


“Ah, don’t worry, I won’t overdo it.” Aoba turned back to her computer and resumed her work, her fingers moving much quicker than Yun was used to seeing.


Not for the first time in the past week was Yun having second thoughts. Aoba was faster at her work, somehow without appearing hyperactive. She had always been a fairly energetic girl but somehow her overindulging of sweets was actually making her a bit more focused somehow.


‘Maybe with all that energy, she was designed to run on sugar in the first place. Then again, if that were true she wouldn’t be gaining weight so fast.’


Aoba’s suit would cover it for now but if she kept getting bigger it was going to be become pretty obvious, and soon. She couldn’t imagine Aoba’s mood would be a good one when she finally realized how fat she was getting.


‘At least that tummy is kinda cute on her.’ She thought. ‘Wish fat looked as good on me, then I might not have to worry about it as much.’ Yun sighed and got back to work. Aoba was old enough to look after herself and she was sure Aoba would notice soon if she hadn’t already realized.


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“I’m just having trouble since I’ve never done pixel art before. Doing the townsfolk and heroes was fairly easy since they’re vector sprites but doing some of these monsters in pixel art is hard, especially since we have to create each frame of their animation.”


Hifumi Takkimoto, character team manager on the new Eagle Jump game project, tried desperately to maintain eye contact as her most junior team member tried to explain some of the difficulties she was having trying to learn pixel art to make some of the game’s monsters. Ordinarily she would be doing this through chat or email, but her new job required them to have more face to face discussions.


Even with her social problems, Hifumi rarely had trouble looking Aoba in the eye during a conversation, but this time something kept drawing her eyes away, because down on Aoba’s middle was a very noticeable bulge, one that caused her suit top to ride up and was beginning to spread the fabric between the buttons. It reminded her of a big fluffy adorable animal, one that would be warm and soft to cuddle.


“So even though I’m working so fast, I’m not actually completing my projects much faster.” Aoba finished her explanation and it was sufficient prompt for Hifumi to maintain eye contact. “So that’s what I’ve been struggling with. Hifumi-senpai. Do you have any advice for me?”


Hifumi gulped and a blush rose to her cheeks. “W-well I could recommend a number of online tutorial videos for you. They should at least help you improve your skills and let you work faster.”


“Eh? Can I really watch online videos at work?”


“It’s for your job.” Hifumi told her. “J-just be careful which ones and try not to look at the recommended videos. If you see something interesting or something you like you can get tempted, and you might click it. If it’s just one video it’s fine, but it’s never just one video with the recommended videos. You always find another that piques your interest, the website knows what you like, keeps track of your watching habits. They trap you, know how to keep you locked in an endless loop of video watching until hours go by and all the work you planned for the day doesn’t get done and you either fall behind or you stay up all night making up the time!”


“I got it, I got it.” Aoba insisted. “Right, just send me the link via email and I’ll make sure I don’t watch anything other than what I need to. Thank you very much Hifumi-senpai.” Aoba bowed.


“N-no, it’s nothing. P-please do your best.”


“I will. You can count on me!” Aoba promptly turned and hurried back to her desk.


Hifumi swiveled in her seat back towards her computer and sighed. Being the lead character designer was a hard enough job but the extra responsibility and necessary social interaction was a huge burden on her. She was fortunate that she was friends with all her team members but she still wasn’t good at social interactions. Even if she was getting better at it, she didn’t like doing it.


Sighing, Hifumi stood up and walked towards the kitchen, deciding it was as good a time as any to refill her water bottle. When she exited the booth, she sensed some heavier footsteps, prompting her to turn and see Aoba heading out of the office, probably going to the washroom.


‘If she gets any heavier it’ll almost be like a monster works here.’ She thought.


“Was that Aoba?” Hifumi squeaked and spun around, looking at the Art Director, Kou Yagami, who had just returned from her coffee break.


“Ah.. yes.” Hifumi replied quietly. “She just needed some help.”


“Oh…” Kou shifted her weight onto her right leg and put her free left hand on her hip. “Don’t you think she’s getting kinda fat?”


Hifumi grimaced. “Y-you think so? I-I haven’t noticed.” Kou raised an eyebrow skeptically.


“You haven’t noticed? She’s got quite a spare tire going already. It’ll be a proper tummy if it gets any bigger. Kinda’ strange since she’s normally so diligent about her weight.” She frowned. “Then again, she tends to prioritize her work over everything else, even her own health.”


Hifumi couldn’t argue with that. It was Aoba’s bad habit to skip breaks and meals when she got too focused on her job. She had always been diligent, if inexperienced, but at times it was almost to the point that it became a flaw as well.


“I-I’m sure she’ll be fine.” Hifumi anxiously walked past Kou and headed to the kitchen, falling deep into thought.


She couldn’t get Aoba’s softening middle out of her head. Aoba is still cute and she had always liked cute fluffy and cuddly things. She wondered what it would feel like to touch Aoba’s new pudge, how warm and soft it would feel. She also wondered if, like her pet hedgehog Sojiro, that she would be more happier when eating.


‘That would make sure she stays nice.’ She thought. Maybe she could enact that plan she had come up with during the production of Fairies Story 3 and feed Aoba a little to keep her nice and prevent that devil from coming out of her. Even if it didn’t keep her nice, a squishy looking devil girl Aoba would be less threatening than a fit one.


‘I wonder what kind of foods she likes. Maybe I can look it up on the net like for pets.’ It might be difficult for Aoba because while she was technically an adult, she had the tastes of a kid.


‘Ah!’ Hifumi opened her web browser and with a discreet check to make sure nobody would be looking at her, did a web search for ‘favorite loli foods’.


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Aoba frowned as she stared at her reflection, the full length mirror reflecting an image she was not terribly happy with. Most of her body appeared the same as always; however, that changed around her abdomen, where a growing deposit of blubber swelled out.


She hadn’t been oblivious to her growth, she had noticed her weight gain almost instantly. How much more difficult it had been to fit into her suit, feeling how tight it was and how obvious it was getting, even with her suit on. Now after almost two weeks of nearly non-stop snacking and extra large dinners, the latter on behalf of her mother who had seen something on television about teens needing to eat more to counteract underdevelopment. Now she had a proper tummy that stuck out two inches when she wore her skirt, but at least without it, she didn’t stick out quite so far.


Aoba frowned and pinched her new squishy flesh, something she hadn’t had since she was a toddler, and that had been baby fat; now edging closer to nineteen, she didn’t have that excuse. The unfortunate thing was that she had mostly brought it on herself. True, Yun-san was giving her all those sweets to help avoid gaining weight herself but she never forced it on her and only seemed to give her refills when she ran out and lately Aoba had been snacking virtually nonstop all day. She couldn’t help it, not only was it fairly addicting on its own but her productivity had shot up almost through the roof since she had begun.


Their new project, a mobile game about collecting magical girls and forming a party to fight demons, was testing her skills. The magical girls themselves were not a huge leap for her, since most of their art was fairly typical, but most of the monsters were created with pixel art, an artform she knew about but didn’t know how to do herself.


She had struggled with the pixel art, having to change the way she thought and went about creating the character, but ever since Yun-san had been feeding her all those sweets she had improved dramatically, able to create characters at what seemed like lightspeed compared to before. She craved that productivity, still determined to show her true worth to her seniors at the company and not wanting to hold them back due to her lack of experience, so she had ignored the weight gain, or rather had accepted it as the price for her productivity, but if things continued…


“Ah, and after I bugged Nenechi so much about the freshman fifteen.” She groaned.


Nene Sakura had been Aoba’s best friend almost since they were in diapers and whereas Aoba had joined the workforce, Nene had gone to college. They had briefly worked together during the summer when Nene had been a bug tester for Fairy Story 3, and Aoba hadn’t seen anything in the way of weight gain then, but that had made teasing Nene about the freshmen fifteen all the easier.


The infamous freshman fifteen was actually just a term borrowed from America about the phenomenon of gaining weight after leaving high school and joining college or university. Aoba always found that a bit odd since it referred to fifteen pounds and Japan used kilograms. The phenomenon was less common in Japan but it still happened, especially when students had to live on their own and subsist on convenience store foods and junk food due to lack of cooking skill or simply lack of time. Not a problem for Nene since, like Aoba, she lived with her parents, but their mothers did often socialize and if Nene was being fed the same sort of dinners her own mother had been feeding her, then she might blow up well beyond a mere fifteen pounds.


Aoba grimaced as that train of thought reminded her that she hadn’t been on the scale for the past two weeks; she had been afraid to look.


‘Well I’m already fat so I don’t need to check anyway.’ She thought glumly. “Well once we get caught up enough at work maybe I can diet and lose this weight. I haven’t been exercising anymore than usual to compensate for all the eating either.”


Sighing Aoba walked away from the mirror and donned her pyjamas, struggling a little with the bottom few buttons on her top and the button on the pants. If she didn’t stop gaining weight soon, then within another week she might not fit in her pyjamas anymore.


Aoba pinched her arm, trying to feel how much fatter she had gotten, but throughout the whole process so far she hadn’t felt a difference on her arm. It seemed as though all the excess fat was being deposited on her middle. She wasn’t sure how she should feel about that.


She shut off her light and then groaned tiredly as she plopped into bed. She would worry about her weight later, right now she was too exhausted from a hard day’s work to think about that now. Tomorrow was another work day, and another day when she would weigh her choices between fatness and productivity.