Touhou: Buttery Punishment

    Ran knew she was in trouble. She was only ever asked to sit here when she was in trouble.
    
    The shikigami shifted her bulk, the two chairs that supported her double wide ass groaning under her weight. The once thin and voluptuous fox was gone, the blonde beauty transformed in a manner of months to overwhelming obese, her weight ticking closer and closer to the quarter ton mark every day. Moving around was a pain, not because of stress, her inhuman physique more than made up for that. No, it was because the sheer bulk she possessed made it impossible to move about the Yakumo estate without her excessively matronly hips knocking something over. Be it a glass, a bowl, or whatever else, the blobby foxes belly and rump were always brushing against the walls.        

    To be fair, the punishments she received weren't helping.

    Just as Ran was lamenting how her lap filling gut was starting to brush against her knees while she say there, the door across for her opened. Stepping into the dining room, as svelte and ephemeral as ever, Yukari looked over at her waiting servant with a smile. Anyone would have thought that she was happy with Ran, but only the people that knew her well would be able to tell how cross she was, an annoyed glint laying deep in her eyes. In two steps, she was next to the kitsune, leaning over her as she shied away, tails twitching.

    "Ran?" she asked, bring a finger under the other woman's chin to tilt her head back in Yukari's direction, facing her and looking her in the eye. "You do know why I asked you here, don't you?" She did. "The tapestry in the main hall. I tore it as I walked past." Even if she admit to it without her voice wavering, Ran's voice was little more than a whisper. The gap youkai nodded. "That's right, you're fat butt caused this damage. I think we've more than established a suitable punishment for an obese fox like yourself, no?"

    The kitsune didn't even bother to respond. They both knew how the night would go. Without another word, Yukari reached out into a gap, pulling out a platter with Ran's punishment on it.

    What was set in front of the shikigami was a mess of oil and fat. It was a stick of butter, drizzled with even more melted butter, pooling around the plate. Giving Yukari one fleeting look for mercy, she was met a wall of firm insistence. Knowing there was no way out, Ran sighed and reached out for the butter.     

    Thick digits reached out to take hold of the stick of butter, her sausage fingers slipping a little on the slick surface, melted oil making a grip difficult. On the third try, her bloated palm managed to wrap around it, her experience with eating this oily meal helping her secure it in her hand. After she was certain that she wouldn't splatter the front of her robe with butter when she picked it up, Ran brought the stick up to her face and wrapped her plump lips around it, biting down.

    Awful.

    The kitsune couldn't help but twist her chubby cheeks into the frown as the flavor rolled over her. Butter was fine on bread and cake, but eating it alone was oily. She didn't even have to chew, the slickness of the stick of fat sliding down her throat. She knew that one bite would be at least another inch around her waist. Waiting for the fatty goo to land her in stomach, Ran shoved the rest in her mouth. She huffed, her breath coming up short as she felt the butter clog her throat, choking her, but she knew that this was the fastest way to get this demeaning fattening over with. Gagging, she pushed her fat fingers in her mouth, forcing the oily butter past her maw, fat dripping down her chins. After a moment, she could feel the rest of it slid down into her belly, landing there with a audible thump.

    Groaning, she rubbed her mountainous stomach, licking her shiny lips free of oil. She jostled the fatty lump in her stomach, already aware of all the weight that meal was going to add on. Placing a hand on the table, the obese kitsune prepared to rise, only to have her master place a hand on her shoulder, forcing her back into her seats with a jiggle. Confused, Ran looked at her with mounting dread. 

    "That wasn't any old tapestry, Ran." Yukari chided, still wearing her condescending smile. "Yuyuko gifted it to me three hundred years ago. Do you really think you're punishment is over?" Laughing without any mirth, Yukari pulled out another stick of melted butter glazed butter from a gap, sliding it in front of her servant. "Eat up."

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    Five. In the end, Yukari had forced her to swallow back five sticks up butter, as well as making her lick the last plate clean of oil. She felt sick to her stomach, clutching the heaviest roll of her belly as her stomach gurgled and groaned. How many calories had that been? How many more pounds would she gain in the morning. It would be a simple calculation for a math centered brain like her, but she made the conscious choice not to. It would be a dreadful surprise in the morning.

    Clapping her hands together, Yukari dropped the rest of the plated back into a gap, grinning at her obese pet kitsune. "Well done, Ran. All is forgiven." The servant, groggy will fullness, only let out a wet belch in response, her oily lips shakig with the force of it. Giggling, the gap youkai left, but not before leaving one last comment.

    "Next time it'll be ten. Better get your fat butt under control, or I'm going to have to burst it out the back of your dress. It's already looking like you need three chairs, dear. Let's work on making it four~"