Makima's Pet Kobeni 4000 kg [SSBBW/WG]

literature Hazbin Interactive - Jason Todd, aka Emily Deviation Actions Literature Text “I’d say that you let me down but that would assume I had high expectations of you in the first place.” Even with that calm tone, Makima always knew how to scathe someone with her words. And the target of hers today was one of the more weak-willed members of Division 4. Kobeni couldn’t muster a single word in her defense. Not like there’d be any string of syllables in any language that could dig her out of this hole. “I-I-I… It wasn’t my fault.” She finally found her mousy voice. “Those two you assigned me with are too unstable. How am I supposed to control devils and fiends? They won’t listen to me. I can-” Usually Makima would use her overwhelming presence to silence Kobeni. This time around, that was conveyed through a powerful glare of those golden eyes. All the stammering and excuses came to an immediate halt. “Much better. I can hear myself think.” “P-P-Please don’t fire me. I need this job. I-” “Yes, yes, I’ve heard that one before. Far too many times for my liking.” Makima added on as she wondered what potential she ever saw in this meek lady. “Regardless of who was at fault, you were put in charge of that assignment. And now Public Safety cannot find that Devil. Likely has gone into hiding. Do you know how long it took us to find it?” “Um… a long time?” “That goes without saying.” Makima leaned forward. An icy chill ran through Kobeni’s blood as she struggled to stay composed in her boss’ intimidating presence. “And so, an appropriate punishment is warranted for your incompetence. After all, you were the one in charge of that group. Therefore, responsibility to make things right falls on your shoulders.” “Please let me make it right then. So long as I can keep my position!” Kobeni bowed. Groveling was about the only good thing she could do in this situation. Eyes glued to the ground, sweat dripped from her brow. Kobeni used every ounce of strength to hold back tears. She knew that Makima wouldn’t care for them here. “There’s only one job that you can perform to be of any use to me.” Kobeni looked up only to be greeted with Makima an inch from her face. When did she get so close? That was the last thing Kobeni remembered before passing out. Was it from overwhelming fear or shock? A combination perhaps but now she was in dire straits. Where was this place? A quick scan of the room revealed it to not be Makima’s office but a new place entirely. Making matters worse was that Kobeni was tied to a chair. “Hello?! Someone!?” She cried out, unable to stop tears from welling up in her eyes. “Relax, I’m right here.” Makima walked from behind Kobeni, staring down at the trapped girl. “As I said, there’s only one thing you’re good at it seems. Being pathetic. And it just so happens pathetic people like yourself are perfect for relieving stress.” “Eh?” “Normally, I prefer a different kind of girl. You’ll do nicely, I think.” Caught up with trying to make sense of Makima’s words, Kobeni hadn’t noticed a whole table filled with various fast foods pulled up next to her. Anything from a greasy restaurant was there. The overwhelming blend of thick aromas made her stomach flip. For good reason too. While Kobeni had her flaws, she wasn’t a fool. “Wait… Ms. Makima please! I’ll do anything to make things right!” Her boss picked up the thickest burger there. “This is what you’ll do to make it right.” The soaked buns and melted cheese hit Kobeni’s throat. “Eat.” She really didn’t want to but an otherworldly force made her chew. Eyes trembling as Kobeni wasn’t in control of her body. Chewing and swallowing, that’s all she was allowed to do. Stuck in her bonds as hands flapped in protest. Nothing could be done to stop Makima from making her chew and swallow. A gasp of air came out when the burger was finished. A new pot belly filled her lap, straining the buttons of her suit. “H-How… I’m fat!” Kobeni pathetically whined as Makima was ready with more. This time a deep dish pizza that was meant for more than just her. “Ms. Makima, no wait!” “No time to waste. Now Eat.” The same sensation as before. Her jaw worked by itself. Eyes wide and streaming with tears as her boss continued to feed her. Growing heavier by the second and without any pause in between offerings. This was her new system. One that had Makima ensure that every bit would be eaten by her. “That’s it, piggy. Keep eating. You’re nothing more than a pet to me. One that I can keep around, one that’ll be well fed. One that will help me feel better on tough days.” That last one was a definite cause for concern. It seemed like most days were ‘tough’ for Division 4, and by extension, Makima. Kobeni did all within her power to try and keep her head out of the moment. Trying to focus on anything else to provide a level of respite. Yet nothing seemed to do the trick for her. Everything in this demented, featureless room belonged to Makima. Including her. “I must say, I think we found your true calling as a pig.” Makima snickered as double battered fried chicken smeared across Kobeni’s face. She didn’t want to see what her boss was talking about. Yet there was no way to avoid the sight of a massive body. So full of fat that she could hardly believe she’d once been skinny. “No ulp I can’t ulp get any fatter!” That protest mattered little to Makima. Not when she was nowhere close to being done with the feeding pet. From there, not many words were spoken between the two. Despite all Kobeni’s frantic protests, she had come to a harrowing realization. There was truly nothing in the moment that could be said to stop Makima. The woman was dead set on feeding Kobeni nonstop until she felt some satisfaction. And Makima didn’t need to waste as much breath in commanding Kobeni to eat. The girl understood her role better by now. “Good.” She said though it was hard to tell if that was a sincere compliment. Although just because Kobeni was getting fatter and allowing Makima to have this moment didn’t mean she threw in the towel just yet. All she needed was the right opportunity to mount an escape. That moment came when her chair collapsed beneath her weight. A giant stomach that flopped against the ground just shy of her feet wobbled. But at least she was free for the moment. “Nrgh… gotta… get… out…” All well and good for Kobeni. She even managed to get to her feet in spite of the sheer volume of fat that wanted to keep her pinned in place. The struggle to swivel away from Makima was intense. Kobeni’s legs shuddered from all this newfound weight. And yet, miraculously, she got some steps in. “Go ahead, run for it. Makes it more fun for me.” She told Kobeni. It didn’t seem like she was too fussed to chase after her. It became apparent why that was the case for two reasons. The first was that no matter how far Kobeni ran, or tried to at least, it didn’t seem like she went anywhere. Almost as if there was a conveyor belt beneath her that made her wobble around in place. The second took Kobeni a little longer to deduce. Too focused on trying to carry her fat stomach around or stopping her bouncing butt from wildly swaying. Then it dawned on her. “Where’s the door?” The far wall didn’t seem to have one. In fact, none of the walls had a way out. “How… did I… get here?” Kobeni whimpered as something pressed into her backside. Shivers arced down her spine as Makima’s chin rested on the fat girl’s shoulder. “You should know by now that I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve.” With one free hand, she reached beneath Kobeni’s arm. Those fingers began to grope the massive tit. “All to fulfill my desires. To get what I want.” “I’ve been punished enough. Haven’t I?” Makima seemed to consider Kobeni’s question. For about five seconds as her other free hand brought with it a giant slice of cake. Thick chocolate icing and fudgy layers in it as it was pushed against Kobeni’s mouth. “Eat.” She was commanded again. This time, however, things were different. Yes, the feeding continued. That much remained the same. But Makima seemed interested in carnal pleasures. Every so often she’d momentarily pause the feeding. Not a long one but enough to get some more gropes in. Her lips smooching over different parts of Kobeni’s lard. Nibbling with enough force to leave bite marks but never in a painful way. And Kobeni continued to no avail to tune this whole thing out. Likening it to a bad dream that she prayed to wake up from sometime soon. Another demand of “Eat” made her cry harder. Knowing that this was all too real. The ultimate punishment for letting Makima down, ruining her plans. Now it was Kobeni that’d be ruined as she was fed and fondled. Time blended together in this space. Minutes ticked over to hours. But had hours accumulated into days? Kobeni had no way of knowing. Not like there were any clues in this space even before she took up every inch of this room. Remarkable that a person could become this fat at all. From the room’s center, where Kobeni’s head rested atop this blubbery pile, her flesh spread out in every direction. A struggle to process that what pressed into her ass was the furthest wall behind her. Or that the pressure on her stomach was the front wall. “I… I can’t move!” She cried out. True, her arms were loaded with blubber. Resting comfortably on her love handles for support. Useless hands jutted out, barely able to flap about. Kobeni couldn’t help but sob more than ever before. All of this immobilizing fat was hers. And not a thing she could do to escape. Even if she had some agency to waddle away Makima wouldn’t let her get far. Likely only permitting it if she wanted some entertainment like before. “I don’t see why you’re so afraid.” She knelt by Kobeni’s face, nestled between her breasts. A comfy perch for the woman while she forcibly kissed her trapped toy. “I… I’m sorry! I don’t want to be punished anymore!” Kobeni cried out as Makima shushed her with a firm finger against those quivering lips. “It’s hard to say ‘no more’ when the damage has been done. Tell me, let’s say I were to stop. How on Earth would you get back to normal?” Makima said nothing. She wanted that fact to sink in for Kobeni. Allowing her to realize that she was screwed no matter how she looked at it. Trapped in the blubbery prison of her body. Nowhere to run or hide. Nowhere to go that wouldn’t exploit her elephantine weight. Such revelations only made the tears flow faster than before. Much to Makima’s joy as she wiped the sadness from Kobeni’s face. “I’ll give you a nice little rest. After which, we’ll get right back to feeding you.” Hearing that made Kobeni blubber louder. “Am… I… Not… Done… Yet?” She cried out between gasps. “Such a naive little piggy. Your little screw up has left me burdened with far more undue stress than I can express in words.” Makima crawled around Kobeni, her lips right on the girl’s tongue. Her own voluptuous body looked quite small on those giant ass cheeks. “We’re nowhere close to done.” And there was nothing Kobeni could do but wail. Music to Makima’s ears.