((This path will prominently feature weight gain, but may include other changes as well.))
Kria giggled with childish glee as she danced from one candy colored rock to the next. pausing at a bush she plucked several chocolate treats growing from it and popped them in her mouth to savor their delicious taste. Her stomach gave a few quarrelsome grumbles but she pressed on.
soon the white and black striped mare came to a clearing where she was overjoyed to see her family enjoying themselves. Her daughter Lorenda was biting into a candy watermelon. Devin was blowing bubbles from the gum balls that grew on a nearby bush. Her Niece Regina was busy devouring a life-sized gummy bear. And even dear brother Aliph was managing to sample from a bowl of chocolates with candy shells as he read a book.
Kria smiled at the scene and then dove at a rock the was a massive marshmallow, wrapping her arms around it as she began to chew.
*KNOCK, KNOCK*
"Kria it's time to get up!"
The demoness winced and groaned as the dream faded in an instant and she found herself hugging and chewing on her own pillow. Spitting out a couple loose feathers she yawned and stretched as she enjoyed the comfort of her bed. "Ngh, no it's not," she grumbled.
"I'm afraid it is," came Devin's voice through the door, "Come on, you've four meetings, six conference calls, and a hostile takeover scheduled for today. And you wouldn't want to be late for that."
Kria hated to admit she really wouldn't. That was the best part of her job.
Brushing her matted red mane of hair from her eyes she reluctantly climbed out of bed. As she made her way to the bathroom and a shower, she deliberately avoided looking in the mirror or at the scale on the floor. She didn't need reminders of her ...situation.
Unfortunately Devin seemed all too keen to remind her as he stepped into the bedroom after she'd closed the bathroom door behind her. "I've already got your breakfast ready. a bowl of plane oatmeal with a dab of honey for flavor and a bran muffin."
Kria grit her teeth as she turned on the shower, determined to try and drown out his words. But she couldn't deny the sight of her own figure as she began to soap up. Her once concave and toned middle was looking soft and round as it pushed out slightly from her front. Her hips and rear too had gained a noticeable couple inches in their diameter. She'd already had to replace her work suit twice and paid the tailors extra to ensure they kept their mouths shut (A promise they wouldn't even have a shop anymore if they blabbed was also implied).
Kria hated to admit it, but the fact of the matter was the demoness had put on a few pounds lately.
This had raised an issue she considered as she washed in the warm waters of her morning shower. Normally she would not care what others thought. She'd been seen to chase after ice cream trucks in her nightgown for the delicious treats. If she actually concerned herself with anyone else's image of her then she'd have to go out and kill a few beings who were talking smack about her and that could lead to all sorts of bureaucratic red tape. She might have been the unofficial 'protector' of the city state of Zinvith, but that didn't give her 'carte blanche' when it came to deciding the fates of every living creature in it.
However on the other hand she had heard the beginning of whispers about her new pounds, rumors she was going soft. And given she was up nearly twenty pounds from her former slim size she couldn't deny her body was even if her mind was as sharp as ever.
Getting out of the shower Devin was waiting for her with fresh clothes. The blue furred undead feline looked fairly good considering his usual physical state. The preservative magics that kept him animate had fairly well preserved his body. There was nothing 'unpleasant' showing nor any bad smells, save for a slight musty scent of sawdust that packed his torso.
The feline smirked and tactfully averted his black eyes with golden pupils as Kria finished drying and began getting dressed. "I know it's not as nice a meal as say pancakes and bacon, but..."
"Devin, don't. Just don't." Kria sighed, "Just because you don't have to eat doesn't mean you get to tease me. Maybe next time you're asleep I'll stick a large weather balloon in your torso and fill it with water. See how you like it."
"That would be fairly impressive considering I don't need sleep either," he replied with his usual snark, "But fine, a change of subject. You're planning a hostile takeover today, right?"
"Yes," Kria sighed with a small smile despite her bra pinching slightly as she did up the clasps, "One of the few pleasures of running the biggest company in the city."
"No deaths I hope?"
"Only if they won't accept it peacefully. I'm sure a few won't but I'm hoping I can pay them off instead. Not that I wouldn't enjoy a good fight once in a while."
"It's about your only form of exercise."
Devin politely coughed as Kria glared at him before hastily moving on. "So just what company are you conquering today?"
"Well..."
Choice 1: A unconventional candy factory. Think something out of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Plenty of weird inventions and possible ways for Kria to get fat or expand in other forms.
Choice 2: An advanced technology company, specializing in helpful robots or matter manipulation, creating food or tireless workers that could bring her food.
Choice 3: A experimental chemical lab. Working on powerful formulas that a careless sip of which could cause drastic changes to Kria's body.
Choice 4: A shipping company, specializing in trade of exotic (and likely magical) foreign foods and objects.
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