Chapter #8Tiny Girls and Big Women by: chaos   An accident inside Nerv ended up changing the lives of many people. A new device designed to create a force field called an AT Field malfunctioned and hundreds of employees were mentally or physiologically changed. The victims included the Evangelion pilots and all major staff inside Nerv. Since that day, most of the genetically altered staff have locked themselves away at home, trying to get used to the various changes to their body. Some were dealing with it very well, but others were taken it bad. Shinji Ikari was one of the latter.
Hugging his legs to his chest, Shinji rocked back and forth on his bed, still despondent over the changes that had happened to him. He had been five and a half feet tall two weeks ago, but not he was barely one foot tall. He was shrinking every day and feared that soon he would shrink away to nothing. That was terrifying, but for him it was secondary to the fact that He was no longer a he, Shinji Ikari was a girl now.
After the accident she had gained a set of breasts and a vagina, two things she knew didn’t belong on her body. She had a luscious body, with a round, smooth ass and firm, big tits, but that didn’t matter to Shinji. No matter how attractive he had become he was still a boy, but it was getting harder and harder to remember that when he looked into the mirror and saw a gorgeous girl staring back. He was miserable, staying in her room nude, trying to forget everything that was bad and Misato wasn’t helping. Asuka had left the day after the accident and Shinji wished she’d come back. Not because he missed the German girl, but just so he didn’t have to deal with Misato everyday.
“How you doing today dolly?” Misato called out as she slid open Shinji’s door. The tiny girl stared up, but all she saw was a pair of huge, bouncing breasts on top of a big round belly. The accident had given Misato a huge appetite for food. The first night after the accident, Misato ate everything in the fridge in one massive food orgy. Shinji had watched her shoving meats, vegetables and other goods into her open maw, sending food everywhere. Once all the food was gone, Misato ordered high sugar, fatty foodstuff to the house and ate that even quicker. Shinji would watch her cram four burgers into her mouth and noisily chew them. Bits would fly from her open mouth as she ate, getting all over him. She ate like a pig every day and grew. Misato wasn’t twice the lady she once was, she was eight times that woman.
Her cheeks were big and puffy, giving her a much softer face on top of four protruding chins of fat. Misato had always had big breasts, but the huge dangling blobs of fat on her chest were nearing G-cup they wobbled around on her chest, thick, nipples as wide as a woman’s wrist pointing out at Shinji on dinner plate sized areolas. Her wide drooping paunch was big enough to hold enough food to feed a dozen families. Bits of food were littered inside the many rolls of fat all over the side, most of which were bigger then Shinji right now. Her belly drooped over her crotch, but it failed to hide her wide cottage-cheese thighs, which smacked together every time she walked. Everything else was big and fat about Misato now, from her toes to her nipples, but what most of the fat went to was her ass.
She was facing him right now, but he would never forget the sight of her butt as it grew everyday. It was like two meaty boulders pushed together above her thick thighs. Such a doughy, pasty mass, it had taken up all of Shini’s vision back when he was still three feet tall. It looked as soft as fresh raw dough, but it was even more supple then that. Shinji had seen chairs get sucked up under those ass halves, sinking in like quicksand into the flab. Bulbous, oily flesh, pushed together and forming a deep, dark canyon that echoes could be heard bouncing around. Misato had trouble wiping that massive mounds of blubber, leaving the inside smeared with shit stains and reeking badly. If the leftover feces didn’t make her ass smell bad enough the booming, the rank farts that shook the apartment made her ass the most foul stinking thing in the world.
“Come on! Cheer up Shinji. At least you make a cute girl,” Misato happily told the sulking teen as she wiggled her huge hips past his doorframe. She had been trying to get her to come out of her funk for days, but nothing seemed to work. She had tried talking to her, but she didn’t respond. She tried flirting with her but she just blushed and turned away from her. She had even tried to stop farting in her direction, but still she refused to leave her room and talk to her. She knew the little girl had a thing for her, she could practically see her nipples hardening when she was present. Misato was at her ropes end; if Shinji didn’t start shaping up she might just lose it.
“Go away and try to put on some clothes. I want to be alone,” Shinji said and tried not to look at Misato’s fat, sexy body. At that moment, the smile on Misato’s face dropped completely and she frowned at the sulky teen. This bitchy attitude wasn’t doing her any good and she had to figure out that if she wanted to act like a bitch, maybe Misato would start treating her like a bitch too.
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