This choice: Sally Gisket, aka Multiplicity! • Go Back...Chapter #3The Multiple Multiplicities by: Keroro04   "Ah, now that's the good stuff... *BWOAAARP!*"
Sitting down on her queen-sized mattress at 4 in the afternoon, Sally Gisket was currently stuffing herself with her latest DoorDash meal. Literally. She had currently split a separate body off from herself, leaving her a good 460ish pounds while a svelte and thin clone of herself was hand-feeding her large handfuls of chocolate cheesecake. This was a hedonistic act that she had come to do often, and not just because it felt incredibly horny to feed herself. Rather, it was to strengthen herself further!
Well, not in the literal sense. At 580 pounds when all combined into one woman, she was a barely mobile mountain of a woman, with a gut so massive she reckoned she could hold an entire Thanksgiving feast inside, alongside breasts big enough to squish watermelons between. She could barely waddle from place to place like this, and was essentially a sitting duck. Fortunately for her though, she was never stuck in this form as at any point she could divide herself into a number of clones dependent on her weight.
From what little she understood, she needed at least a hundred pounds for a stable division, considering she was roughly 200 pounds when she first gained the ability to divide herself. Realizing how much of a connection there was to her weight, her hedonistic dreams not only became a reality but also a schedule in order to increase her limits. The best part was that the process was activated by thought, meaning that even if she rendered herself immobile she could still split herself up and move around!
Back when she was in high school, she had only hesitated from these sorts of behaviors cause she was the captain of the cheerleading team. But now that she was a graduate, a criminal and with nothing to lose she was fully into the sauce. With each push of cheesecake into her gut it jutted out further, guaranteeing that it was going to add on to her immense figure to eventually develop her next body.
"Mmmmorrrreee... ohhhhhh yeah, more... stuff me like I'm a big old parade float, and you're the big tubing that inflates it up..."
"Oh, you like that huh? I know I do... how about the tube?"
"Oh god, I really know how to turn myself on... just do it, ya bastard!"
Taking a few steps, the thin Sally reached for a big bucket and tube, putting the open end of the tube into the fat her's mouth and carefully strapping it so the fatter her couldn't remove it. She'd then open up the fridge and pull out a couple of pints of melted ice cream, pouring it into the bucket. It was a very much DIY thing, but as she hung the bucket up on her roof's hook she let the custom made feeding tube slowly drip majestic cream into the fatter her's body.
From there, the sound of moaning came from the fatter Sally as the two chose that exact moment to fuse back together into her true self. Her mattress struggled to maintain it's stability under her transcendant flab, her returned capacity opening enough room for her to continue on her stuffing spree without any slowing down. Slowly but surely, her expanding flab pushed her pajama pants to the limit, while her bra simply popped off from the horny vibrations of her body.
She was just about to reach a climax as the bucket was close to emptying... when she felt her phone ringing. Even with this much fat, the motions of her phone were clear to her above anyone else, but it wasn't like she could reach it in this state. In order to check her phone, she had to split herself once more, as a Sally slowly rose from her gut, carrying a food baby. Both Sallies were painfully full due to not sharing the same capacity as a fully combined Sally, but at the very least one of them could move.
"Ooofff... so much churning but it's worth it..." Pulling the phone out of the bedbound Sally's pocket, the thin Sally checked the phone to see that she had a few messages upon it from her fellow villain Popcorn.
P: Yo hey, Celebrant's hosting a huge party in Chicago tonight!
P: Get your ass out there and put on a disguise! So long as they don't recognize us as criminals it's free booze and pussy all around!
P: Oh, and bring the good beer!
P: Kthnksbye
Looking at the messages, Sally immediately did the full split into 5 separate Sallies, all carrying a painful amount of ice cream inside of herself. With Sally 2 separating the tube from Sally 1, they all huddled together for conversation.
"Alright girls, we are looking at a genuine Celebrant party in our city." Sally 1, the leading Sally stated. "We all know how those parties end out, and that's with everyone both wasted and laid. And I know for a fact that we all wanna finally get rid of our virginity soon now that we're officially on the party scene, so that is absolutely a priority... even if one of us has to stay sober to prevent us from getting drunknapped."
"Okay, but what about groceries?" Sally 2 asked, crossing her arms. "We still need to rob a bank or two to get more food for us. We're so close to getting enough fat for that sixth body, and we all know that we absolutely need it for more room. Imagine three pairs of fat mouths eating in unison, and then finishing with it all coming together for-"
"Alright me, that's enough hornythinking." Sally 3 said, zipping her horny side's lips. "You are right though, we really do need money. Do you expect us to get that just from going to some party?"
"I mean, we could just... like... pickpocket everyone?" Sally 5 replied, still a bit out there as she took the phone Sally 1 was holding before mindlessly scrolling on it.
"...She's got a point." Sally 1 admitted, nodding to her rare smart idea. "Lots of rich socialites head to those parties to get freaky, so it'd be the perfect time to get to pickpocketing. Not like we're going to end up stealing from anyone actually competent like Cali there. She's more into... formal affairs."
"Her name's Melanie ya know." Sally 4 said in a deadpan voice. "You don't have to call her by a nickname of her thief identity, we've talked to each other in private."
"I mean that is true, me. But come on, she's just too adorable just to call her by some lame-o name like Melanie."
"Are we seriously going to have this talk now?"
"You two could just make ou-"
"Just be quiet!" Both Sally 1 and 4 yelled, directly at Sally 2. Just then though, another update went out on their phone, leading to Sally 5 handing it back to 1. It was a crime alert for downtown Chicago. Apparently an alien invasion was touching down and attacking the entire south side of the city, leaving a bunch of stores evacuated and free for the robbing. Celebrant's party meanwhile was on the north side of the city, and it didn't seem like Celebrant was in the mood to get out of the way when another member of the Power Lounge was already on their way.
"Hmmm... Well this complicates things a small bit." Rubbing her stuffed gut, Sally 1 did a bit of deep thinking as she wondered how to react to this new information. "We all know that our best results usually come from scavenging off from the bigger incidents here. But also that Celebrant party looks to be our biggest chance to get laid and maybe a bit of extra money too. Who wants to be the unlucky one to go downtown? Not me of course, considering I'm the head Sally."
"Not it!" Yelled Sally 2.
"Not it!" Yelled Sally 3.
"Not it!" Yelled Sally 4.
"Not- damnit! *BWOARP!*" Letting out a belch from her stuffed gut in anger, Sally hated that she always got the short end of the stick. She was always the slowest Sally, the one who came last to come to new ideas and the one who had the hardest time dealing with sudden changes. The other Sallies always took advantage of her because of that, and she was starting to get sick of it. If only she could make a more permanent split so she could ditch them...
"Then it's settled. Us first four Sallies will go to the big party up north, and while I drink and fuck, the other three of us there will be on pickpocketing duties. Sally 5 meanwhile will go downtown, and try to make as much of a profit as I can in regards to looting off abandoned stores."
"Aye, aye Captain!"
High-fiving in unison, the five Sallies nearly fused at that moment only for the combined Sally to push the 5 splits back out from each other. The sensation of near fusion gave a slight pleasure from her body, but she knew that there was going to be much greater pleasures to come later that night. Especially if she got lucky enough to bed someone both beautiful and rich.
With that all settled, four of the five Sallies got dressed in different outfit to separate themselves from the first, with 2 wearing a blue dress, 3 wearing a white one and 4 wearing a red one. 5 meanwhile got her Multiplicity uniform onto her, feeling her gut push against her suit and giving her stomach a mild discomfort. Before Sally 1 could get into her own green dress though, she moved back to the text channel with Popcorn and finally replied.
M: Sorry, was talking with myself.
M: Four of us will be there, but the fifth has some errands to do.
M: I'll let you know when we're there, maybe you and I can ogle Celebrant from a distance over some Harbinger Beer?
M: Sure, it's a Yeng drink. But it's really got a kick.
M: You'll love it.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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