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Chapter #4
Eight Hundred Pounds of Batgirl
by: Unknown
Gone was the lean muscle honed after years of training and crime fighting, and in its place was roll after roll of flab. Barbara's largest feature was the rear she was currently sitting on, her butt looking to be nearly five feet wide by itself. Her gut was a mere four feet wide, only mere due to the size of her rear end. Her face had several chins and her cheeks could house an army of chipmunks!
Catwoman purred in satisfaction at the sight of Batgirl, who was only now just realizing what she had become, much to her horror. Running a gloved hand along the fat prisoner's curved stomach, Catwoman squeezed the fat a bit, marveling at just how well her device had worked.
She lifted the item from the R&D section of some big name weapon contractor, stealing the device having been child's play. But to see the results caused her to become giddy.
"Eight hundred pounds," she smirked with delight, "How does it feel, Fat Girl?"
Batgirl simply glared at the thief, unable to pose a threatening response. She wanted nothing more than to knock her lights out, but in such an alarming state, she couldn't even raise an arm. She was completely useless, completely vulnerable.
Catwoman left for a few minutes, only to return with a large bag of assorted food, placing it near her mouth so she could access it.
"Eat up, tubby! I've got some other ladies to test this out on. Have a good meal!"
And with that, the thief was gone, leaving Batgirl alone with a mounting appetite.
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