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Fatropolis!: 1--Fruitful Encounter

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    A number of people were gathered together in a meeting room. Each person was dressed in a suit of some kind, and had water and paper at their sides. The speaker, Vivian Roberts, approached the top of the table, and quickly pulled up her computer presentation.

    "First of all," the svelte beauty said, "I'd like to thank you all for coming to the meeting. You youngsters are really going to make a difference here!"

    As she said this, one of the members blushed a little. Though, he tried to keep his feelings in as best as he was able. 

    "First off, we have secured enough money to fund that vacation you were all asking for!" Loud cheering was heard all over the room. "Now, about the place we're going to," a slide showed the image of a lush region, that had a clean looking coast. "I was told the name of it, but I don't remember."

    The room remained silent, and seemed eager to earn her attention.

    "So, who wants to get going?! The bus leaves in an hour!"

    Everyone scrambled to get their things in order as quickly as possible. The young man stayed behind. He went to approach Vivian, but she quickly bent down to pick up a few files. Already, he was given a clear image of Vivian's already thick rear. He quickly shook his head and slowly approached her, to avoid looking like a pervert.

    "Um...Vivian?" He said.

    "Hello, miss, how can I help you?"

    The young man groaned softly, but hearing his own voice and seeing how his hair looked like a woman's short hair, he almost couldn't argue.What with his almost feminine face, having no blemishes at all, too.

    "I just wanted to say..."

    He was lost in her beauty. Yes, he was smaller than her, and yes he was often endeared by the other women, but he was just as old as they were. He sheepishly began to shuffle away.

    "See, Alan? I thought I told you to go to that party before today's meeting. You're too shy around us."

    "Y-yes, but...there's too many women..."

    "Oh, come on. We're all girls here. Speaking of which--" Vivian tore off the tie and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing--much to her surprise--a flat chest, which had a little hair. "Oh...so you're a boy." She said.

    Embarrassed, Alan spoke up. "Oh, come on! You knew this ever since you welcomed me to your division!"

    "Really? No way you can go on like this. You're flat."

    "Of course I can't I--Wait...'flat?' What do you mean?"

    "We can go worry about your boobs later." She slid next to him with a smile. "Don't worry! We'll have you piling boys at your feet in no time!"

    "N-no! I'm a man! I told you!"

    Vivian quickly shooed him out of the office, and told Alan to wait by the bus. 
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    No less than ten minutes later, the bus was filled with twelve people headed for the vacationing area. Alan gulped, as they neared it. He had some pretty odd feelings about the vacationing area. He kept staring out at the window, watching buildings, trees, and people fly by.

    "What's the matter, Alan?" One other woman asked.

    "I've got some weird feeling about this vacation. I mean, it's not bad...but not too good either. Something just feels...wrong."

    The woman slapped her hand on Alan's back. "Yeah...you're a little stiff. Just relax for a little, okay?" Refusing to let him go, she forced his head onto her soft chest. Why the young lady did that was beyond him. Alan only signed up to do work for the group as a computer technician. However, he never encountered a poor-performing computer. He was easily relegated to "fashion adviser," which saw him observe the young ladies in the group and comment on their clothes. No doubt any dirty-minded man would lunge at the offer. But Alan was often mistaken for that of a young woman who needed confidence. Now, Alan found much of the same happening. This saddened him, as he had the least physical strength in comparison to the others.

    

    In a matter of an hour, Vivian's loud and energetic voice acted as an alarm clock.

    "Up and at 'em, girls! We've made it!"

    "Wha--" Alan woke up, and the young woman who acted as a pillow got up and exited the bus with him.

    "You sure you should use that name, Alan?" She asked quickly.

    With a sigh, he ruffled his hair a little--in an attempt to prove his masculinity. However, he was stopped.

    "Don't do that to you hair! It's lovely!" She quickly said. "Anyway, Alan, I think you really need a new name to go by--"

    "Later," Alan said, finally fleeing.


    The group was finally gathered at the local resort, which was a wide spanning area. The area reeked of freshly cooked meats and ripe fruits and vegetables. All around them were Eastern style buildings, all of which served as "rooms." The women commented on the area, all offering to consider inviting others. Alan looked at some of the brochures, but his eye wandered to two robed figures. They kept staring at him until he came to them. He checked back to see if anyone followed him, and after seeing that he was clear, he walked up to them.

    "What are you two doing here??" He whispered.

    The first person said, "So far you've done one of the set tasks, but now you must complete the rest of it."

    A chubby hand presented Alan with a beautifully decorated box. With that, he was returned to the group, and at that point, the figure began to discuss their vacation at the resort. What Alan knew was that this was his next objective.
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    It was soon late in the day. The box stared at him--half opened. In it were an assortment of syringes that had a parchment-colored solution in them. He knew that 11 people arrived with him--including Vivian. However, he knew what he had to do. Alan took up only the aforementioned amount: just what he needed. Then, he advanced to his first target.

    A blue-haired woman was busy playing an online video game, when Alan came up. She turned around, already having sensed him. Quickly, she grabbed his head, and brought him to the computer screen. 

    Alan saw a glowing maiden with a person-sized axe and two angel wings on the back. She also had a helmet. At the top of the screen was a green bar, listing health points. From there, Alan just decided to be done with trying to see what she wanted to show him. He quickly shoved the syringe in her arm, and once she was struck, he was released. Alan quickly left before he was spotted. 

    The young lady's roommate heard a huge thud on the ground, and took a break from gussying up in the bathroom, to check up on her.

    "Courtney? You're not sick, are you?"

    Once she came out, and saw the fallen woman, she let out a high-pitched shriek.


    Before long, everyone, including one of the robed figures came to see what happened. Vivian was extremely shocked, seeing Courtney suddenly swell up. So far, with the syringe still in her arm, she showed no signs of stopping. All the other women looked at Courtney, and all expressed shock upon seeing her trim body fill out. First, her arms and torso grew thicker and rounder. Just as that was starting, her waist began to bloat, but her belly came to flesh out and pour out of her suit. As for her legs, she grew very large and very wide legs, possibly making her hips big enough to crush a chair. Her bust expanded next, popping buttons that would otherwise hold her shirt together. All of the other women were still scared of what was happening, and had to back away, while Courtney was rapidly gaining weight.

    "Courtney! You're getting too big! Can't you stop?!" Vivian screamed out loud.

    Alan wanted to pull the serum out, but one of the robed figures did it for him.

    "There," the husky voice said, "Now that it's out, I can invite you all to the outdoor cafeteria."





    As things began to quiet, Alan looked at Courtney, who was as big as a bed. Her suit was essentially useless to her at this point. She wasn't nude, but most of her flabby skin was still visible. As Alan slowly approached her, Courtney gulped, and said, "What is it?"

    "Your body...it's so--"

    "What?" She asked as she dug into a large platter of food. While seated, Vivian could see how large her rear was getting--even to the point of suggesting a third chair. This excited Alan a lot. Vivian even saw it in his face, finding it a bit odd. Perhaps she'd interrogate him later. When a salad came out, Courtney was encouraged by the others to eat it up, as a way to banish her odd hunger pangs. 

    Alan knew where this was going. After all, he'd seen this the last time he was at this resort.

    The blue-haired titan stuffed the pieces of the salad in her mouth. However, she felt really ill suddenly. Her face looked sullen, and her stomach began growling. All of the others looked shocked again. Alan found a sweet roll, and helped her eat it. In an instant, she felt better.

    One of the robed people commented on this issue.

    "We've had a few guests who got ill from eating our vegetables. We promise they're not rotten."

    "Yeah, they get ill because of that stuff we stuck in them." Alan muttered silently.

    "The cure for this problem lied with anything fattening--as most of you dread. So, if you suddenly get squeamish around vegetables...watch yourself." Courtney groaned.

    The rest of the evening was uneventful. Alan had to share a room with Vivian, his boss. However, he was ordered to use up the serums. It was one day so far, and one of the group's women were blimped to almost six times her size. This was not something he planned ondoing. However, he was under a contract--one that even he had not seen.
*Contains weight gain.*

NextL Fatropolis!: 2--Far and Wide

A group, headed by a headstrong woman, takes a vacation to a region that little know of. However, two figures require one of her employees to assist in some kind of activity...

*This part of a reboot to the Fatropolis Universe that was started in 2012. This is to ensure that this series gets the universe it deserves, rather than being a connection of stories.                   
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