Heavy Love: Ching's Story

Ching yawned as she awakened to the new day.

“Good morning, Won,” said Ching to the chicken who was always resting on her head. Won said nothing, keeping her usual expression of pure serenity. Ching got up and looked at herself in the mirror. She was in her floral nightgown and had a red flower in her hair. Ching also had spiraling marks on her cheeks and a quite developed body in her chest and hips.

“HIYAHHHH!!!”

Ching smiled when she heard that familiar battle yell and ran to her window to see her crush, Abyo, working out in the street. Abyo had grown over the years to resemble Bruce Lee even more than he did as a kid, and was in his usual black and white jacket and pants.

“Abyo, if you want to train, at least be patient until I open the dojo!” shouted Chang, Ching’s father, as he stepped outside. “Ching! Get ready! I want you down here by morning exercises!”

“Ok, dad!” smiled Ching, as she ran to the shower. She stripped off her nightgown, yet Won stayed on her head until Ching turned on the water.

“BUCKAW!!!” went Won, leaping up in shock and laying an egg out of fear. She flapped out of the shower and perched onto Ching’s towel stand until Ching was done washing up. As soon as Ching stepped out and was dry, Won made her place back on her owner’s head. Ching made her way back to her bedroom, covered up by a towel. She immediately dressed into a pinkish-purple outfit with shorts, a more grown-up yet leisurely version of her childhood outfit. To complete her attire, Ching then grabbed her sword, sheathed in its scabbard, and placed it along her hip.

“WOO-HA!!!” shouted Abyo, as he was kicking and punching training dummies that Chang had set up.

“Hi Abyo!” smiled Ching, blushing.

Abyo stopped training, looking to Ching, as he responded, “Oh, hey Ching,”

Ching groaned a little to herself, face turning red from Abyo’s blunt greeting. She really liked him, but every hint she dropped on Abyo would bounce off his rock-hard head.
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Later…

“Thanks for the training!” shouted Abyo, leaving the Turtle Training Hall.

Ching sighed sadly, making Chang notice his daughter’s odd behavior.
“Honey, is something wrong?” asked Chang, sitting his only daughter down.

“Dad…you know that I really like Abyo…but he never gets the notice when I clearly hint to him that!” shouted Ching, before stomping angrily, causing Won to flap up in shock.

Chang put his hand on Ching’s shoulder, and said, “Pumpkin, give him time. I’m sure he’ll notice you someday,”

“But dad…” whined Ching.

“Maybe you should try finding a way to relate to him. He could get to know you  more that way,” said Chang.

“But we train together,” said Ching.

Chang then responded, “Yes, but that only lets him see you as a training friend. You should try finding something else where he can really talk to you,”

“Hmm…true, it wouldn’t hurt to find a little more about Abyo so I can figure out someway to get noticed. Thanks, dad!” smiled Ching, skipping outside of the dojo. She only made a few steps when she was almost sidestepped by the Vagabond Ninja Clan. Leading the trio was Jing-Jing, a pale-skinned young woman with a dark pink belly shirt and dark hair. Following her was Bingure, a red-haired man with white face make-up and a black outfit; he constantly twitched as he ran. In the back was Jumong, a husky pale-skinned man with a black outfit and hat. “Hey, watch it!”

“Sorry, Ching! I’ll make sure these perps do time, over!” shouted Policeman Bruce, Abyo’s father and Sooga Village’s only policeman.

“Hmm…maybe I should find Pucca first. I can find out Abyo better with her help,” said Ching, before skipping over to the Goh-Ryong restaurant where her best friend lived. When she got there, she looked around for any familiar faces until she saw one. “Hey Garu!”

“Hmmph?” asked Garu, the young ninja noticing her in midst of eating Ja-Jong Noodles, the specialty of the Goh-Ryong. Garu looked about fifteen years old, and was wearing a black t-shirt with a red heart design on the chest. Underneath his black shirt he wore a long red shirt, and had long black pants. Garu had long abandoned his old hood so now his black hair with its two side ponytails could be seen.

Upon Garu’s head was his beloved black ninja cat, Mio, who licked his lips when he saw Won, making the chicken nervous.

Garu seemed more nervous than Won for some reason, and quickly had finished his noodles. He paid the bill and dashed off, taking Mio with him. A little later, the doors opened and in came a somewhat short teenage girl with fox-like eyes and her dark hair tied into two dangos. The girl wore a red shirt and skirt combo, black knee-high boots, and a huge grin on her face.

Ching walked up to the girl and said, “Sorry Pucca. Garu was here, but he ate fast and ran off,”

Pucca let out a small flow of tears, as she sat down at a table. Her eyes dried up when a bowl of noodles in a dark sauce with vegetables was placed in front of her.

“Cheer up, Pucca,” said Uncle Dumpling, one of the chefs who was acting as Pucca’s legal guardians.

Pucca smiled and separated out a pair of chopsticks, before going to eat.

“If it makes you feel better, Pucca, I’ve been having the same trouble getting Abyo to notice me,” said Ching, sighing as she sat down next to her best friend.

“HIIIIIYAHHHHHHH!!!”

“That sounded like him right now!” shouted Ching, as she and Pucca ran off, hearing the scream. Ching was ahead, noticing Pucca going back for a few seconds, then coming forward once more. The two girls ran until they found Abyo and to Pucca’s delight, Garu. Mio was on top of Garu’s head, taking a nap.

“Wow, this is a good-looking lady!” shouted Abyo, he and Garu looking at this month’s Fighting Styles Monthly.  “Wouldn’t you say, Garu?”

“…” went Garu, looking away and blushing much to his chagrin.

“No wonder she’s on the cover!” grinned Abyo.

“Ho, ho, ho…this isn’t a library, you know, boys,” said Santa Claus, as the jolly old elf was running the newsstand, one of the many things he did in Sooga Village when it was not Christmas.

“Oh, sorry,” said Abyo, putting the magazine back. “We have to spar anyway, Garu,” he said, before leaping up. “HIIIIIIIIIYAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” shouted Abyo, tearing his black shirt off to show off his torso. He landed and began to spar with Garu, the fight taking the ninja and kung-fu artist away fro the scene. Mio had leaped off Garu’s head ahead of time, and followed after his master to make sure he would be alright. Pucca and Ching walked up to the newsstand, and paid Santa for the issue that Garu and Abyo were looking at.

“Oh my…” went Ching, taking a look at the magazine. Pucca took a look and the girls were stunned. The girl Garu and Abyo were attracted to was a fat, but still very beautiful woman! The woman must have weighed over 500 lbs, and wore a dark purple kimono over her well-fed body.

“Ho, ho, ho! That’s Tu Hevi, the raising star of sumo wrestling!” said Santa.

Ching blinked, “This is what they’re into now?”

“Yes, lots of young men are finding her quite the idol. In fact, that’s the only magazine I have left. The others were all stolen,” responded Santa.

“Hmm…” went Pucca, a hand to her chin. She then grinned and grabbed the magazine, before dashing off for the Goh-Ryong.

“Pucca! Wait!” shouted Ching, but Pucca was already gone. She walked over to a nearby mirror at a side stand, and looked at herself in it. “Abyo likes chubby girls like Tu Hevi?” thought Ching, studying her own body, which was skin and bones compared to the big beauty she saw on the magazine. She tried to picture herself with a big fat belly and a nice larger rear. Ching smiled, getting a feeling of comfort and pleasure at that thought, before snapping back to reality. “Should I really get fat for Abyo? If I do, how will I? Who should I ask for the answers?”

“Um…excuse me…”

“Huh?” went Ching, seeing the old owner of the store with thick glasses.

“You going to buy mirror or just look? Because I’m running business here!” shouted the old lady.

“Um…my bad. Bye!” shouted Ching, running off. She got an idea and ran towards the mountains where a cloud was waiting. Ching hopped onto it, as if the cloud was a solid mass, and rode it as it went up to a palace in the sky. She was going to see the wisest being on the Sooga island or at least above it: Master Soo.  
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Inside Master Soo’s palace…

Master Soo was asleep on his lavish silken bed, before he heard the knocking on his door.

Soo’s eyes opened, before turning to fox-like slits, as he stood up in bed and walked off it. However, he didn’t fall since a cloud came under his feet and provided him a ride to the door.

“Yes?” asked Soo, stroking his long full black beard as he opened the door to see Ching. “Oh hello, Cute Little Girl with a Chicken on Your Head,”

“Hello. I need the wisdom of the wisest in Sooga,” said Ching.

“Well, you’ve come to the right place,” said Soo, riding his cloud to lead Ching to his drawing room. He clapped, and two of his many handmaidens appeared. “Ladies, would you bring us some tea?”

The girls giggled and happily nodded, being completely devoted and in love with the deity-like Soo.

“So what is you ask, Little One?” asked Soo, sitting down on his couch.

Ching sat down on a comfy chair, and said, “Well, its about this guy…”

“Mmm-hmm…” went Soo, as several handmaidens came in to happily tend to his needs. “A little lower,” said Soo to the handmaiden rubbing his foot.

“I really like him…but I think I’m…a little…” began Ching.

“Yes?” asked Soo, as a handmaiden rubbed his bald head.

“Too skinny,” said Ching.

Soo then began to chuckle, and went, “Is that all? That’s simple to fix,” He looked to his handmaidens, and went, “Ladies, bring me the special WG Extra-Size potion,”

A group of handmaidens giggled and walked over to where Master Soo kept his special knickknacks. They came back, heaving a large and heavy bottle.

“Wow, this will make me fat quickly?” asked Ching.

“Yes, my dear…but only if you want to be,” said Soo.

“Hmm?” blinked Ching, “What do you mean?”

“The potion doesn’t needlessly fatten anyone it touches or drinks…only those who want to,” said Soo.

“?” went one of the Handmaidens, blinking, before she uncorked the potion and took a sip. In a flash, the Handmaiden fattened over 300 lbs! Her pink kimono stretched out and her cheeks, belly, breasts, and butt all puffed out!

“Now that’s interesting…” said Soo, scratching his beard.

“Hmm…” thought Ching, turning away to think. Even if Abyo didn’t like her fat…somehow, she still was very attracted to the idea of growing so fat, she’d be mistaken for a sumo wrestler. Ching didn’t quite know why she was like this though.

“Wait, I remember something!” shouted Soo, not noticing his Handmaidens all helping themselves to the potion, and expanding outward with flab. “You look exactly like your mother…except a couple of hundred pounds thinner…”

“Mama?” asked Ching, before something hit her: a memory of her mother. Her mom had died when she was still very little from an illness. However, Ching remembered her mother was a very fat, but still very beautiful woman. Ching recalled she wanted to be nice and soft like her mother, but the death made her forget about that…until now.

“Lovely and beautiful woman she was…I was the one who made the marriage between your father, Chang, and your mother,” said Soo.

Ching smiled, “I’ve made my descion. Give me the potion,”

“Alright. Ladies…OUUUUIIIIIIII!!!” shouted Soo, turning to see all his Handmaidens now all very obese from drinking the potion.

Ching ran to the jar, and saw some of the dark blue liquid was still inside. Heaving every bit of muscle she had, the young swords girl lifted the mouth of the jar to her own and drunk the liquid. It was a little sweet, but somewhat watery, but Ching drunk and drunk until her stomach felt like it was going to explode.

“Aughh…” went Ching, holding her hands onto her bloated and sloshy belly. She felt something happening inside her, and looked down to her stomach to see it growing out of her shirt! Ching closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure of her firm body turning all soft and squishy from the new found flab growing from within her silky skin.

“BUKAWK?!!!” went Won, flying upward from the shock of her own fattening up within seconds. Ching’s stomach continued to grow and grow, until it reached past her knees. Behind her knees was her now giant rear, which jiggled and shook as she moved. Ching’s somewhat noticeable bust became that of legends as it expanded out where in the fantasy cup sizes. Ching’s cheeks expanded like a balloon, and her chin developed a second counterpart underneath. Ching kept growing until she was over 600 lbs in weight. Her outfit was completely outstretched, her stomach completely visible and her shorts’ seams almost ready to burst.

“Oh, thank you!” smiled Ching, leaping up. Her landing caused the place to shake a little, before a button popped off her outfit and bounced out the window. “Guess I need a new outfit. Good bye; I am grateful to you, Master Soo,”

“Um…you’re welcome,” said Soo, still shocked over his maidens all becoming obese. However, his stunning stare turned to a smile of pure ecstasy as his handmaidens began to cuddle him in their fat. “Oh…this…I could get used to,”
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Two weeks later…

“Hmm…according to this note, Ching wants me to meet her at the forest clearing near Garu’s house,” said Abyo, looking at a piece of paper that was sent to him in the mail. He was familiar with that area since he trained there with Ching and Garu all the time “Come to think of it, I haven’t seen Ching in a while,” thought Abyo, before a large shadow passed over him. “Huh?” he went, looking up. “That’s funny…I thought I saw a shadow…and it almost sounded like a fat opera girl screaming…” thought Abyo, before shrugging his shoulders.

“Oh…Abbbbbyoooooooooo!”

“Ching?” asked Abyo, running towards where he heard the call. He ran until he came to the clearing, where laying on her fat side was perhaps the most beautiful girl he had ever laid his eyes on. “Ching…? Is…is…that you?” asked a stunned Abyo.

“All 612 lbs of me!” grinned Ching, rubbing her big round belly. As her plump fingers massaged through her rolls of fat, something popped out and let out a loud cluck. “Oh…so that’s where you’ve been, Won,” she said, as her chicken went to rest on her head. “I…I…I heard you liked heavy girls…I was hoping you’d like this…”

“I don’t like it…” frowned Abyo, making Ching gulp. “I LOVE IT!!!”

“What?” asked Ching.

“I actually was wanting to ask you if you would gain, Ching…but I thought you’d get disgusted with me…” explained Abyo.

“Oh…well then…care to get some…heavy love?” asked Ching, winking.

With that, Abyo leaped up and tore off his shirt, yelling, “HIIIIIIIIIIIYAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” He landed onto Ching, and the sounds of kissing could be heard throughout the area.