"Hey, no fair!" Zira called from behind the plane of glass dividing the two lions.
"It's not my fault you didn't ask Rafiiki for growth potions!" Nala called back, giving a smirk Zira couldn't see. Nala bore twenty, thirty, forty chins and counting as her body began to fill the room completely. Zira looked on in amazed frustration as she also expaned, bearing five, ten, fifteen chins and ever so slowly counting. She was immobilized before being captured, both of them were, but Zira was the first to leave the ground entirely, resting solely on her stomach. Her body was like a water balloon, filling with more and more fat as she grew. Her stomach remained relatively small, or at least smaller than her. Her weight didn't go to the same places it did for Nala, primarily focusing on her face, chest, and back. Her rear end, though, was the largest of all of her being. Each cheek was large enough to fit a tire, and it showed no signs of getting smaller. Comparatively, Nala's weight was almost exclusively going into her stomach. Her stomach was now holding her five feet off the ground, no make that six, now six and a half. Her chest was bulging forward, propping her head up and putting her now hundred-and-eighty, ninety, two-hundred chins on display. Her back fat would have given her the illusion of being hunch-backed if the rest of her wasn't just as saturated. Nala's mind was completely consumed by pleasure, to the point that she wasn't breathing correctly. She passed out from hyperventilating, and when she awoke she found...
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