Something special for   GillPanda that is part 2 of 2, of course!

Why? Well why the heck not? She's a friend. It's been a long time since I last plumped her up nicely, and I'd like to provide a nice treat to such an amazing artist who works tirelessly for us. When I was in my slump, I should have remembered Gill in order to motivate me. This particular project is interesting, because I drew it over gesture sketches. It doesn't look nearly as dynamic as messy raw lineart, but it also has this sort of refined quality to it.

In fact, I have a story written up just for this little series. Please enjoy! <3



The stream of delightful treats was seemingly never ending. Gill wasn't used to eating so much at once unlike me, since she tried to avoid the stereotypes of her species. But the candy was just too good to only have one or two. I affectionately gave her belly a rub, and she rolled her eyes as she smiled with her cheeks full. I gave a shrug in return and continued chomping the candies out of the air like some sort of river croc. Each time I did so, my breasts flopped heavily upon my bouncing tummy. With each bounce, they felt just a tiny inch bigger overall. I couldn't believe such a statue even existed, but I was ready to believe anything with a magical panda bear feasting along my side.

As we continued getting fatter, I could feel Gill's belly slowly expanding along my steadily thicker arm. I gave that tummy a nice grope, and the panda winked at me as she continued feasting. This time, she was able to eat without the conjured bowl. Arms upon her widening hips, she measured herself up after each bite. I was glad that she could have some fun, because this weight was very likely temporary as long as we were in proximity with the statue. Gill could clearly tell, because she usually didn't throw her inhibitions away so recklessly. Being a magical panda, she had knowledge of arcane objects such as this statue. All I cared about was getting fatter with a friend on this fine Halloween night, and my resulting pleasure was palpable!

More and more, the panda's exxagerated pear shaped ballooned outwards like dough in the oven. But it was rising sideways, rather than upwards. Her beautiful form was such a perfect blend of round and saggy, no matter what weight she was at. As that weight grew right before my eyes, I could hear the stretchy fabric on her bikini, well, stretching. My cheeks were on fire. Gill smiled as she noticed how hard I was blushing. The outline of my nipples clearly gave away how I felt about this particular situation. They were like that from the start! But it wasn't just Gill that was getting fatter. My own balanced apple shape surged forth in its own way, gettng heavier and softer all around. Those fat breasts adorning my chest were swelling forth at an astonishing rate, my cleavage getting longer and deeper. I was surprised to see that even Gill was growing a nice pair upon her own soft chest. They were already great to begin with, but this was just heavenly to look at!

The fatter we grew, the more we seemed to eat. I don't know if that was the case for Gill, but for me I reveled in it! The chocolate was too good, and the pleasure my body throbbed with urged my powerful muzzle onward. My fangs made quick and easy work of each little morsel of chocolate. I didn't know what Gill was feeling in return, but she was gently swaying that massive ass to and fro. She was clearly having some fun, and the visual feast that was her form became even more of a meal for my eyes.

Our frontsides and backsides grew, although at different rates, until the very last surge of treats soared into our muzzles. Gill happily placed her arms upon her larger chest, surveying the sculpture of her form. I was still rubbing at her magnificent belly rather hard, but she didn't seem to mind. That was indeed one hell of a ride!

It was nice to spend time with Gill in this way. I was always uncertain how she felt on gaining weight, but I was wrong to have my doubts. She's willing to have fun when she's in the mood, and I can respect that. Just as those final pounds throbbed and jiggled their way onto our bodies, I gave the panda a big hug. I was surprised that we didn't burst out of our bikinis yet, but the magic of this place probablly kept them from succumbing to our bodacious bodies. The fat panda, who was just as puzzled about our unstoppable bikinis, hugged me in return.



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