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Skye groaned when the sunlight of dawn shines through her window and in her face. “Uuuuuhhh….” the bed lets out a series of loud creaks and pops when she went to turn around in her bed, avoiding the light of the sun in her face. Satisfied with the lack of light, the gryphon smiled and proceeded to go back to sleep, unfortunately it was short lived with her alarm clock having other plans started ringing. Another groan escaped her beak and pulled the covers over her head to block out the noise, but realizing the futility of her attempt she reach out with her flabby arm, blindly feeling for the clock, upon finding it, she clicked it to off and a blanket of sweet silence washed over her like a summer breeze pulling back her arm under the covers, with a few stirs, shifts and groans she pushed said covers off and swung her body around to get in a sitting position on the edge of the furniture. Once more the bed made its pain and struggles known with another round of creaks and cracks, wood popping, metal bending when the full weight of a very obese gryphon sat on her desired spot.
 
Skye was once a fit and thin catbird, but due to an incident in a clothing store, she’s gone from small to massive, boasting nearly three chins on her puffed up face, her cheeks had grown rounded and squishy making small ripples if she decided to speak or move her head in general, the most notable on first glance would be her enormous chest, huge bouncy orbs like a pair of beach balls had made her bra their home, tho, they were rather big for their house of choice with her breasts overflowing the edges, underneath her ginomous knockers she had a belly rivalling them in size resting comfortably on her widened lap, still digesting her dinner and midnight snacks calmly with gently churning and gurgles, further down was her rear, a monstrous marvel to witness it’s mass devouring or snapping any panties facing it’s wide wrath, with extra junk in her trunk she was required to use two chairs to sit at her table and right now a brave pair of panties were buried in her flab, only small glimpse of fabric here and there served as an indication that she wore them, combine that with her widened hips and doors became the bane of her existence.
 
It’s been a couple weeks since her incident in the clothing shop, taking her time to adjust to the extra mass, the biggest struggle being her diet, she would eat five times the amount she did in the past, having so much more space to fill, she’d often catch herself snacking between meals and wouldn’t stop till she was full, it’s been a struggle containing herself, but she been slowing down into a routine to start losing weight soon. Despite these struggles, she didn’t stray from sending a serious compliant to the company making that clothes and they apologized for it, apparently they were meant to conceal mass, not add it, they got out by mistake and released unfinished prototypes to the public, before they could get them all, she fell victim and they were sending her a compensation package.
 
With that in mind she opened her mouth wide in a long deep yawn before she shoved herself off the bed to her feet, stretching her stiff joints while walking to the bathroom and started on her morning routine. Shower, teeth, breakfast, etc, it was till around midday that she had a knock on her door. “Coming!” She called out and waddled her way to the door. “I got a package for a Skye Lily.” She confirmed her identity and signed the paper and brought in the box, it wasn’t a huge package, maybe a tad bigger then a shoe box, but she digressed. Inside were an apology letter, she rolled her eyes at the usual company scribble and skimmed through most.
 
“Miss Lily, we apologise on behalf of the company for what has happened, yadda yadda, mistakes on our part, yadda yadda… gee just write, we messed up, here you go, please don’t sue us.” She spoke to herself and returned hergaze to the letter. “Ah here. To give you compensation for the ordeal, we are giving you a cheque to cover any remodelling of your home, furniture and wardrobe.” She dug her hand in the box and produced the cheque in question. “Damn! Not sure if it’s a jab at how big i got or overcompensating, but I’ll take it.” She slipped the paper away safely for later use.
 
“Oh there’s more, in addition, we sent you our newest clothesline.” She once again dug into the box and pulled out a sweatshirt, that was her size. “Please don’t be concerned, this has been fully tested and approved, this will assist in losing the excess weight, put it on and it’ll take away the weight in no time and people will see you in a new light” With the letter done she crumbled it up and tossed it over her shoulder, she couldn’t believe she was actually gonna use their products again, but if they made her even fatter, she’d just sue their asses.
 
The clothes slipped on with no trouble, being snug fit around her chest and stomach. “Huh if anything they got my size right.” She smiled and went for the door, outside was a great day, sun was shining, a small chill in the air, but not freezing just balancing out with the Sun’s heat, it was perfect, she wiggled through her front door and locked it. “Lets get this over with.” And she was off, starting with a light waddle down the street, her assets were attracting quite some attention of many different sorts, with her wide hips and ass, each step she took those buttocks sways from right to left and back, ripples running along turning into jello-like wobbling, whilst up front both her chest and gut were bouncing up and down gingerly, the fat flesh jiggling wildly giving her quite the workout.
 
However what she failed notice were, with every bounce, her belly was poking out from between her shirt and pants a few extra inches each time, her chest swelling at the same pace, her breasts were looking larger and larger, while in the rear,both her ass and hips were getting bigger as well, her pants slipped down her cheeks a bit more, pulling themselves down, uncovering more of her undergarments, she was getting heavier and fatter, but she’d dismiss it as her body getting tired and that she just felt heavier, but she couldn’t deny the exhaustion forever and her waddle slowed to a stop, finally giving herself a breather.
 
Her arms had gotten even thicker, her underarms though held firmly by her shirt, sagged lightly, her breath causing her newly enlarged boobs to rise and fall in tune with her breath, her gut had become fully exposed broken free from her shirt and pants, it hung out proudly sagging past her knees. Speaking of knees hers had swollen up with another big layer of blubber, her thighs thick and soft, inner thighs rubbing against one another whenever she moved her legs and if she didn’t have trouble with doors before she certainly would now with hips wider then her shoulders, and her ass was ready to greet a third chair to support her girth.
 
The oblivious gryphon huffed and puffed for air, supporting herself with one hand on a wall. “Whoever…. pant invented huff exercise…. wheeze is a… sadist…”
 
Short story by Skye Lily