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“Ah, I’ve done it! Once again, I’ve won the Annual Bird Movie Awards! As if there was any doubt, after all.” The Conductor stated, brushing his jacket with his hand proudly.
Hat Kid and the Conductor were both on a stage, overlooking a large, empty banquet hall, designed in celebration of his recent victory over DJ Grooves, his rival movie director, and was making sure everything was in place.
“It seems everything is going according to plan for the celebration party. I even invited that Peckneck DJ Grooves over, only to rub his face in my own victory!” The Conductor cackled, and then looked over at Hat Kid, “Girl, you’ve done well assisting me in making my movies. Would ya mind doin’ just one wee little task before I let ya go?” The Conductor asked, looking over at Hat Kid.
Hat Kid nodded, figuring she wasn’t really in any rush to get anywhere. Besides, this might lead to another Time Piece.
“Ah, wonderful! It’s nothin’ too difficult, I jus’ need ya to head down to the bakery and pick up the cake! No party is complete without the cake!” The Conductor explained, pointing out the door, “It’s not too far from here. Just run down, pick it up, and bring it back to the big party. I spent a lot of money on this cake, it’s large enough to satisfy a hundred hungry birds three times over! I spared no expense!”
Hat Kid looked over at the Conductor with a confused look, who then turned with a similar confused expression.
“Eh? Why did I buy such a large cake? Because, lass, I need a treat just as wonderful as I am! Now, get movin’! If ye get here quick, I might just reward you for workin’ overtime!” The Conductor stated, patting Hat Kid on the back to get a move on, which she did rather quickly afterward.
Hat Kid made her way out the door and was off to collect the Conductor’s cake.
Hat Kid eventually made it to what looked like a Bakery. She wasn’t sure exactly what the exact Bakery the Conductor went to, but she made an educated guess and entered. Upon entering, she looked around at all the sweet-smelling treats and sweets, doing her best to not be tempted to eat any of them, no matter how delicious they looked.
As she made her way to where normally there would be a cashier, she didn’t see anyone. She was also a bit too short to see over the counter, only her hat just grazing the top of the counter. She waited around, tapping her foot in anticipation for someone to come along and assist her.
She only had to wait for a few moments before she heard the sounds of a commotion from behind a door, that was just to her left. Walking closer to it, it seemed to be an Employees Only area. She tried opening the door and only cracked it open slightly to see what was happening. Thankfully, the door wasn’t locked, so she was able to eavesdrop on the conversation.
“What do you mean you don’t have the cake ready? What happened?” One of the bird employees growled at another bird. This bird seemed to be tall, imposing, with deep red feathers and eyes flaring with anger.
“Well, we had the cake ready, but it just collapsed upon itself! The cake he asked for was just too big, we didn’t have enough…” The other bird tried to explain, but the other bird, who seemed to be his superior, wasn’t about to hear it. This bird seemed to be a smaller, rounder bird with a chef hat covering half of his face aside from his beak and neck, wearing a white apron over his blue body.
“No excuses! You’re a professional, dang it! Go back and do it right, or else you’re fired!” The boss bird demanded.
The employee bird was shaking in his boots, in a fearful pose, “W-we don’t have nearly enough supplies, we only have a few tanks of Cake Batter and Frosting! W-w-we’d need to order another shipment, but that would take a few days to get here, and…”
“We don’t have a few days! You’d better make something good, Baker!” The Boss Bird shouted, before walking away in a huff.
Baker nodded, “Y-yes, sir... “ He said, a bit dispassionately. When the Boss Bird left, he turned to exit towards the door Hat Kid was looking through. Quickly, Hat Kid flung herself backward and returned to a casual pose relaxing next to the cashier counter.
Baker waddled over to the counter, he actually didn’t seem much taller than Hat Kid, not including his ridiculously tall Chef Hat. He walked up a stepladder that was placed right behind the counter and was now tall enough to look over the counter. Looking down, he noticed Hat Kid standing there, just barely.
“H-hello, welcome to Baker’s Bakery. How can I help you?” Baker stated until he recognized her face, “W-wait, you’re that girl from DJ Grooves movies! Oh, I’m such a big fan of his movies, what was it like working with him?”
Hat Kid shook her head and explained to him what she was really here for.
“...Oh. Are you here for the Conductor? A celebration cake? Well… I have some bad news. I actually… I destroyed it. I was feeling emotional after DJ Grooves lost the competition, and while I was making the cake, I just… In a fit of anger, I just ruined it. I blamed it on the instability of the size, but as the best Baker in this town, that didn’t really fly. N-no pun intended…” Baker stated, referring to the fact he was a penguin, “Anyway. I don’t have a cake for you, sorry.”
Hat Kid explained to him that she needed a cake, or else the Conductor would be very mad and that he might lose his job.
Baker stamped his flipper foot on the ground, “I won’t, it’s wrong! DJ Grooves wouldn’t bake a cake for the Conductor, and neither will I!”
Hat Kid mentioned how DJ Grooves was attending the party and chose to describe it as a show of good sportsmanship and hiding the true intentions behind it if only to show this penguin what horrible mistake he’d made.
After listening to Hat Kid, he placed his flippers onto his face, “You’re saying… DJ Grooves would even attend the Conductor’s own celebration party, even though they’re rivals? Wow... “ He then gasped, and pittered his feet up and down in fear, “O-oh no! What have I done? I don’t have a cake for the Conductor, I’m gonna get fired for my blind dedication to my hero! What am I going to do…?”
Hat Kid realized that this situation wasn’t going to be easy to solve. Without the proper baking ingredients, it would be hard to make a cake. As she recalled, there were only a few tanks of Cake Batter, as well as frosting and decorations.
Suddenly, just then, Baker came up with a great idea.
“Hey, this might sound crazy, but… What if you just pretended to be the cake?” Baker asked, only now realizing how ridiculous it sounded when he said it out loud.
Hat Kid seemed a bit concerned, not really sure what he meant.
“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll just show you off, everyone will love it, and you can be on your way. No worries at all!” Baker tried to encourage.
Realizing that there really was no other alternative, considering otherwise she’d have to go back without a cake to the Conductor, and that wouldn't be good at all. But it seemed she had no say regardless, as Baker simple just dragged her along to where he wanted to take her.
“Come with me, I’ll set everything up, and we’ll get through this just fine!” Baker smiled, waddling into the employees only room.
“Alright, the tube is set up! You ready?” Baker asked over an intercom, looking in from a control room to a large, open area that was slightly larger than a football field from every side.
Hat Kid, who had removed her clothes and was left in just her underwear, wearing purple panties and a matching bra. It was courtesy of Baker, so that she wouldn’t be fully nude during this, but it was rather skimpy and revealed a lot of her skin. She didn’t imagine it would last for very long, if this was going to go how she thought it was. Despite her worries, she gave Baker a thumbs up, which he could just barely see from so far away. She was also wearing her hat, which she always had on her at all times. Hat Kid wasn’t sure exactly what Baker was intending to do, but she knew it probably wouldn’t be pleasant...
Baker, who was still a bit unsure of his own plan, lowered the tube inside Hat Kid’s mouth, who happily locked her lips around it and prepared herself for the incoming sweet paste that was the cake batter.
Soon, after a few more button presses, Baker switch on the tube and the cake batter began flowing down and into Hat Kid’s mouth, who chugged it down forcefully. It tasted so delicious, like being fed sweet dough. She could feel her body bloating up, pumping with tons of cake batter while her belly expanded larger with every passing moment. Her butt was sagging down from the weight of her fat as well, with her legs and arms gaining a few sacks of blubber weighing them down as well. Wasn’t long until she fell to the ground, her large body now the size of a beach ball, with several rolls culminating around her body, each one overlapping one another as she grew larger and larger. A worried expression grew across her face, as she wondered just how big Baker would want her to be. Judging by the size of the room, however… It seemed he wanted her to be pretty darn big.
Baker was surprised by just how well this girl was chugging down the batter, and was kind of happy the cake batter, which he specially made to be more delicious and filling than normal cake batter, was working as well as he’d wanted it to. Even if it was just one person, for now. He couldn’t help but stare, mesmerized by the growing girl. He could see her giant gut filling with the sugary batter, the multiple rolls covering one another and forming into even larger rolls. Her head was being consumed slowly by all the fat folds and rings of flab enveloping her neck, with two massively bloated cheeks that were being flooded with a consistent stream of fattening dough.
With how the rolls looked, how big she was getting and how she slowly became less and less human shaped and more like an amorphous blob, Baker felt like this just might work after all. He would just have to hope the Boss Bird didn’t happen to walk in just right no--
The door opened. Oh no.
Quickly, Baker closed the window on Hat Kid and allowed her to gain in privacy while he dealt with his Boss.
“Baker! I’ve done some thinking, and I feel like I was a bit too harsh on you. I’ve decided to be a bit more lenient on you and seeing as you’ve managed to go through nearly an entire tank of batter already, that can only mean you’re really doing your best to make this cake great.” The Boss stated, feathers behind his back.
Baker nodded, with a very conspicuous smile on him, “Y-yeah! Working reeeeally hard, and I feel like I should probably get back to work on it now!”
The Boss smiled, “Ah, good to know. Mind if I…” He began to walk closer to the window, but Baker slid right in front of him before he could do anything.
“N-no! Not yet, it… Uh… I want you to just see the finished product! I want it to be a surprise!” Baker lied, sweating bullets. He just hoped that his boss would accept it.
“Baker, I am your boss, I have a right to see your progress. Unless you aren’t actually working on the cake…?” The Boss leaned in, glaring intimidatingly at Baker.
“I, ah… Uhm… I mean, you can… Alright, fine. Here it is…” Baker sighed, opening the window to reveal the obese Hat Kid.
Hat Kid had gone through an entire tank at this point, her entire body the size of a small building. It was astounding how much she could pump into herself, as she grew larger with every passing second. The underwear she was wearing held on very well, surprisingly so for how thin the fabric was. She was practically naked in it, feeling like all it did was dig into her fat and make her uncomfortable, stretching so far but still holding on tightly to her growing body, no signs of strain or ripping at all. Her butt was also absolutely massive, her panties barely even visible as they were now so deep within her rump, each cheek a gigantic pile of blubber and flab. She was officially immobilized, any hopes of her losing any of this weight were simply lost, as she continued to chug down every ounce of the delicious batter. Every flabby fold that dotted her body in some strange, tiered pattern also somehow managed to give off an amazing illusion of tiers on a cake.
The Boss looked it over, and nodded, “Hm. This is strange. Why is there a tube going into the top of the cake?”
“Oh, that’s the, uh… Batter. We basically, uh… We made a smaller cake, and are now filling that cake with extra cake batter in this environment, which is making it grow larger than normal.” Baker explained, taking advantage of the fact the Boss had no idea how cakes actually worked.
The Boss shrugged, “Well, uh… I don’t really understand it, but you’re the master. It does look very delicious and very well made, I hope to see it finished soon. The Conductor needs it in one hour, so chop chop!”
Baker nodded, “Y-yes, sir!”
With the Boss gone, the Baker was allowed to continue feeding Hat Kid all of the Batter. He saw as she continued filling the understandably massive room with her blubber, and realized it was taking her a bit longer than he’d need. At this rate, they wouldn’t be able to make the deadline. So, he began to speak through the intercom.
“Uh, kid? I’m gonna need to add a few more tubes to you, we only have an hour, and we need you to reach about the same size of this room but then. You okay with that?” Baker asked, not wanting to force anything onto Hat Kid.
Hat Kid, with what little mobility she had, shook her head her head slightly, her eyes squinting from all the weight pressed against her tiny face. She didn’t want any more than she needed, but with how difficult it was to move her head, it just looked like she was nodding yes.
With how unclear her answer was, Baker shrugged and just assumed she could handle it.
“Alright, adding three more tubes…” Baker said, dropping down the extra tubes, with Hat Kid managing to open her mouth wide enough for all of them.
With the extra tubes, her weight began to explode, spreading across the floor like a flood, her head becoming less visible as the weight overwhelmed her entire body, soon just a mountain of endless waves and slabs of fat, growing larger and larger. It felt so amazing to Hat Kid, this amount of obesity consuming her entire body as it surged across the room and slowly grew larger than a boat, she couldn’t help but feel an extreme ecstasy while bloating to such an enormous size.
Baker was lost in some strange trance, placing his flipper on his chin as he watched the girl’s gargantuan gut growing even larger than before, hypnotically jiggling around like a massive amount of jello, bouncing around like a ball. He was so enthralled by her blubber that he didn’t even realize she was nearly reaching the sides of the room. She was pressed up against the walls, but still chugging the batter happily, and Baker could hear the walls strain and creak against Hat Kid’s weight. Baker tried to shut off the machine, but it seemed to be malfunctioning and didn’t shut off. In fact, it just fed her more and a more intense pace. Baker gulped, looking on as Hat Kid’s enormous booty pressed against the glass, and shattered it, slowly filling the control room. As her body rose high, mimicking the dough she was pretending to be herself until she filled the entire room. Baker counted his blessings, hoping this would end soon…
“I must say, Conductor, baby. This shindig you’ve put together is quite the spectacle indeed!” DJ Grooves complimented the Conductor, who was sat at one of the tables, DJ Grooves having walked up to talk with him.
“Yes, things seem to be going quite well. I do wonder where that cake is, though. It better show up soon, or I’ll have quite a few words to have wit’ that hatted lass!” The Conductor stated, still displeased by the lack of cake.
Just then, the doors opened from the outside, and everyone stopped talking to look at the door. It was Baker, who looked around and called out for the Conductor. Upon finding him, he waddled up to the Conductor, the pitter-patter of his feet echoing throughout the silent banquet hall.
“Conductor! DJ G-Grooves! I’m so sorry for being late, but… I have your cake ready! It’s a b-bit bigger than expected, but I think you’ll really like it!” Baker explained nervously.
Conductor laughed, “Hah! I knew it’d come! Everyone, let’s go take a look at this wonderful cake our good friend, eh... Penguin Chef made!”
DJ Grooves concurred, “Agreed! I’m sure this cake will be nothin’ less than magnificent!”
Baker giggled awkwardly, “W-well, I dunno if you should hype it up like that, it isn’t THAT great…”
“Nonsense! I only hire the best of the best for my movies, and that includes celebrations for my movies! If it’s anything less than perfect, I swear to…”
“Conductor, darling. Calm yourself, the boy’s trying his best!” DJ Grooves said, holding the Conductor back, “Sorry, darling. Let’s go see this cake of yours!”
The entire party left the banquet hall, and was greeted by… Quite a sigh. It seemed to be a gigantic cake, it seemed so gigantic it could fill up three football fields! There was icing all over it that glistened in the moonlight, whipped cream on every layer, and right in the middle what seemed to be a picture of DJ Grooves and the Conductor’s face, almost picture perfect images made entirely out of frosting! It was so gigantic, it could nearly reach the sky!
Little did they know, if they looked at the very top, they would see the tiny face of Hat Kid, the only indication of her being there her purple hat, while her face was buried underneath her hundreds and hundreds of flabby chins and enormous cheeks. She was smiling, doing her very best to be a great cake.
“This cake…” The Conductor stated, scratching his chin and tapping his foot, inspecting the cake.
“...Is absolutely…” DJ Grooves continued, placing his hands on his hips, wondering the best word to describe it.
“...Perfect!” The two directors stated at the same time.
Baker wiped a bead of sweat from his head and exhaled a sigh of relief.
“Conductor, I know we have our differences, but how’s about we put aside those differences for one night, and enjoy this party not as rivals, but as friends?” DJ Grooves offered, holding out his hand.
The Conductor shrugged, “Hrmm… I don’t know…”
Everyone in the crowd egged him on, as DJ Grooves held out his flipper expectantly.
“...Oh, what the peck! Tonight, Penguins and Owls party as one!” Conductor stated, grabbing onto the flipper powerfully, as all the birds celebrated the comradery between birds.
Baker smiled, glad his “Cake” could bring about such joy.
“Now, let’s go see if this cake tastes as good as it looks!” DJ Grooves said, turning to Baker.
“Yes, Penguin Chef. Can we have a slice?” The Conductor asked.
Baker froze. His heart skipped a beat, and his mind went blank.
This might be a problem...
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“Ah, I’ve done it! Once again, I’ve won the Annual Bird Movie Awards! As if there was any doubt, after all.” The Conductor stated, brushing his jacket with his hand proudly.
Hat Kid and the Conductor were both on a stage, overlooking a large, empty banquet hall, designed in celebration of his recent victory over DJ Grooves, his rival movie director, and was making sure everything was in place.
“It seems everything is going according to plan for the celebration party. I even invited that Peckneck DJ Grooves over, only to rub his face in my own victory!” The Conductor cackled, and then looked over at Hat Kid, “Girl, you’ve done well assisting me in making my movies. Would ya mind doin’ just one wee little task before I let ya go?” The Conductor asked, looking over at Hat Kid.
Hat Kid nodded, figuring she wasn’t really in any rush to get anywhere. Besides, this might lead to another Time Piece.
“Ah, wonderful! It’s nothin’ too difficult, I jus’ need ya to head down to the bakery and pick up the cake! No party is complete without the cake!” The Conductor explained, pointing out the door, “It’s not too far from here. Just run down, pick it up, and bring it back to the big party. I spent a lot of money on this cake, it’s large enough to satisfy a hundred hungry birds three times over! I spared no expense!”
Hat Kid looked over at the Conductor with a confused look, who then turned with a similar confused expression.
“Eh? Why did I buy such a large cake? Because, lass, I need a treat just as wonderful as I am! Now, get movin’! If ye get here quick, I might just reward you for workin’ overtime!” The Conductor stated, patting Hat Kid on the back to get a move on, which she did rather quickly afterward.
Hat Kid made her way out the door and was off to collect the Conductor’s cake.
Hat Kid eventually made it to what looked like a Bakery. She wasn’t sure exactly what the exact Bakery the Conductor went to, but she made an educated guess and entered. Upon entering, she looked around at all the sweet-smelling treats and sweets, doing her best to not be tempted to eat any of them, no matter how delicious they looked.
As she made her way to where normally there would be a cashier, she didn’t see anyone. She was also a bit too short to see over the counter, only her hat just grazing the top of the counter. She waited around, tapping her foot in anticipation for someone to come along and assist her.
She only had to wait for a few moments before she heard the sounds of a commotion from behind a door, that was just to her left. Walking closer to it, it seemed to be an Employees Only area. She tried opening the door and only cracked it open slightly to see what was happening. Thankfully, the door wasn’t locked, so she was able to eavesdrop on the conversation.
“What do you mean you don’t have the cake ready? What happened?” One of the bird employees growled at another bird. This bird seemed to be tall, imposing, with deep red feathers and eyes flaring with anger.
“Well, we had the cake ready, but it just collapsed upon itself! The cake he asked for was just too big, we didn’t have enough…” The other bird tried to explain, but the other bird, who seemed to be his superior, wasn’t about to hear it. This bird seemed to be a smaller, rounder bird with a chef hat covering half of his face aside from his beak and neck, wearing a white apron over his blue body.
“No excuses! You’re a professional, dang it! Go back and do it right, or else you’re fired!” The boss bird demanded.
The employee bird was shaking in his boots, in a fearful pose, “W-we don’t have nearly enough supplies, we only have a few tanks of Cake Batter and Frosting! W-w-we’d need to order another shipment, but that would take a few days to get here, and…”
“We don’t have a few days! You’d better make something good, Baker!” The Boss Bird shouted, before walking away in a huff.
Baker nodded, “Y-yes, sir... “ He said, a bit dispassionately. When the Boss Bird left, he turned to exit towards the door Hat Kid was looking through. Quickly, Hat Kid flung herself backward and returned to a casual pose relaxing next to the cashier counter.
Baker waddled over to the counter, he actually didn’t seem much taller than Hat Kid, not including his ridiculously tall Chef Hat. He walked up a stepladder that was placed right behind the counter and was now tall enough to look over the counter. Looking down, he noticed Hat Kid standing there, just barely.
“H-hello, welcome to Baker’s Bakery. How can I help you?” Baker stated until he recognized her face, “W-wait, you’re that girl from DJ Grooves movies! Oh, I’m such a big fan of his movies, what was it like working with him?”
Hat Kid shook her head and explained to him what she was really here for.
“...Oh. Are you here for the Conductor? A celebration cake? Well… I have some bad news. I actually… I destroyed it. I was feeling emotional after DJ Grooves lost the competition, and while I was making the cake, I just… In a fit of anger, I just ruined it. I blamed it on the instability of the size, but as the best Baker in this town, that didn’t really fly. N-no pun intended…” Baker stated, referring to the fact he was a penguin, “Anyway. I don’t have a cake for you, sorry.”
Hat Kid explained to him that she needed a cake, or else the Conductor would be very mad and that he might lose his job.
Baker stamped his flipper foot on the ground, “I won’t, it’s wrong! DJ Grooves wouldn’t bake a cake for the Conductor, and neither will I!”
Hat Kid mentioned how DJ Grooves was attending the party and chose to describe it as a show of good sportsmanship and hiding the true intentions behind it if only to show this penguin what horrible mistake he’d made.
After listening to Hat Kid, he placed his flippers onto his face, “You’re saying… DJ Grooves would even attend the Conductor’s own celebration party, even though they’re rivals? Wow... “ He then gasped, and pittered his feet up and down in fear, “O-oh no! What have I done? I don’t have a cake for the Conductor, I’m gonna get fired for my blind dedication to my hero! What am I going to do…?”
Hat Kid realized that this situation wasn’t going to be easy to solve. Without the proper baking ingredients, it would be hard to make a cake. As she recalled, there were only a few tanks of Cake Batter, as well as frosting and decorations.
Suddenly, just then, Baker came up with a great idea.
“Hey, this might sound crazy, but… What if you just pretended to be the cake?” Baker asked, only now realizing how ridiculous it sounded when he said it out loud.
Hat Kid seemed a bit concerned, not really sure what he meant.
“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll just show you off, everyone will love it, and you can be on your way. No worries at all!” Baker tried to encourage.
Realizing that there really was no other alternative, considering otherwise she’d have to go back without a cake to the Conductor, and that wouldn't be good at all. But it seemed she had no say regardless, as Baker simple just dragged her along to where he wanted to take her.
“Come with me, I’ll set everything up, and we’ll get through this just fine!” Baker smiled, waddling into the employees only room.
“Alright, the tube is set up! You ready?” Baker asked over an intercom, looking in from a control room to a large, open area that was slightly larger than a football field from every side.
Hat Kid, who had removed her clothes and was left in just her underwear, wearing purple panties and a matching bra. It was courtesy of Baker, so that she wouldn’t be fully nude during this, but it was rather skimpy and revealed a lot of her skin. She didn’t imagine it would last for very long, if this was going to go how she thought it was. Despite her worries, she gave Baker a thumbs up, which he could just barely see from so far away. She was also wearing her hat, which she always had on her at all times. Hat Kid wasn’t sure exactly what Baker was intending to do, but she knew it probably wouldn’t be pleasant...
Baker, who was still a bit unsure of his own plan, lowered the tube inside Hat Kid’s mouth, who happily locked her lips around it and prepared herself for the incoming sweet paste that was the cake batter.
Soon, after a few more button presses, Baker switch on the tube and the cake batter began flowing down and into Hat Kid’s mouth, who chugged it down forcefully. It tasted so delicious, like being fed sweet dough. She could feel her body bloating up, pumping with tons of cake batter while her belly expanded larger with every passing moment. Her butt was sagging down from the weight of her fat as well, with her legs and arms gaining a few sacks of blubber weighing them down as well. Wasn’t long until she fell to the ground, her large body now the size of a beach ball, with several rolls culminating around her body, each one overlapping one another as she grew larger and larger. A worried expression grew across her face, as she wondered just how big Baker would want her to be. Judging by the size of the room, however… It seemed he wanted her to be pretty darn big.
Baker was surprised by just how well this girl was chugging down the batter, and was kind of happy the cake batter, which he specially made to be more delicious and filling than normal cake batter, was working as well as he’d wanted it to. Even if it was just one person, for now. He couldn’t help but stare, mesmerized by the growing girl. He could see her giant gut filling with the sugary batter, the multiple rolls covering one another and forming into even larger rolls. Her head was being consumed slowly by all the fat folds and rings of flab enveloping her neck, with two massively bloated cheeks that were being flooded with a consistent stream of fattening dough.
With how the rolls looked, how big she was getting and how she slowly became less and less human shaped and more like an amorphous blob, Baker felt like this just might work after all. He would just have to hope the Boss Bird didn’t happen to walk in just right no--
The door opened. Oh no.
Quickly, Baker closed the window on Hat Kid and allowed her to gain in privacy while he dealt with his Boss.
“Baker! I’ve done some thinking, and I feel like I was a bit too harsh on you. I’ve decided to be a bit more lenient on you and seeing as you’ve managed to go through nearly an entire tank of batter already, that can only mean you’re really doing your best to make this cake great.” The Boss stated, feathers behind his back.
Baker nodded, with a very conspicuous smile on him, “Y-yeah! Working reeeeally hard, and I feel like I should probably get back to work on it now!”
The Boss smiled, “Ah, good to know. Mind if I…” He began to walk closer to the window, but Baker slid right in front of him before he could do anything.
“N-no! Not yet, it… Uh… I want you to just see the finished product! I want it to be a surprise!” Baker lied, sweating bullets. He just hoped that his boss would accept it.
“Baker, I am your boss, I have a right to see your progress. Unless you aren’t actually working on the cake…?” The Boss leaned in, glaring intimidatingly at Baker.
“I, ah… Uhm… I mean, you can… Alright, fine. Here it is…” Baker sighed, opening the window to reveal the obese Hat Kid.
Hat Kid had gone through an entire tank at this point, her entire body the size of a small building. It was astounding how much she could pump into herself, as she grew larger with every passing second. The underwear she was wearing held on very well, surprisingly so for how thin the fabric was. She was practically naked in it, feeling like all it did was dig into her fat and make her uncomfortable, stretching so far but still holding on tightly to her growing body, no signs of strain or ripping at all. Her butt was also absolutely massive, her panties barely even visible as they were now so deep within her rump, each cheek a gigantic pile of blubber and flab. She was officially immobilized, any hopes of her losing any of this weight were simply lost, as she continued to chug down every ounce of the delicious batter. Every flabby fold that dotted her body in some strange, tiered pattern also somehow managed to give off an amazing illusion of tiers on a cake.
The Boss looked it over, and nodded, “Hm. This is strange. Why is there a tube going into the top of the cake?”
“Oh, that’s the, uh… Batter. We basically, uh… We made a smaller cake, and are now filling that cake with extra cake batter in this environment, which is making it grow larger than normal.” Baker explained, taking advantage of the fact the Boss had no idea how cakes actually worked.
The Boss shrugged, “Well, uh… I don’t really understand it, but you’re the master. It does look very delicious and very well made, I hope to see it finished soon. The Conductor needs it in one hour, so chop chop!”
Baker nodded, “Y-yes, sir!”
With the Boss gone, the Baker was allowed to continue feeding Hat Kid all of the Batter. He saw as she continued filling the understandably massive room with her blubber, and realized it was taking her a bit longer than he’d need. At this rate, they wouldn’t be able to make the deadline. So, he began to speak through the intercom.
“Uh, kid? I’m gonna need to add a few more tubes to you, we only have an hour, and we need you to reach about the same size of this room but then. You okay with that?” Baker asked, not wanting to force anything onto Hat Kid.
Hat Kid, with what little mobility she had, shook her head her head slightly, her eyes squinting from all the weight pressed against her tiny face. She didn’t want any more than she needed, but with how difficult it was to move her head, it just looked like she was nodding yes.
With how unclear her answer was, Baker shrugged and just assumed she could handle it.
“Alright, adding three more tubes…” Baker said, dropping down the extra tubes, with Hat Kid managing to open her mouth wide enough for all of them.
With the extra tubes, her weight began to explode, spreading across the floor like a flood, her head becoming less visible as the weight overwhelmed her entire body, soon just a mountain of endless waves and slabs of fat, growing larger and larger. It felt so amazing to Hat Kid, this amount of obesity consuming her entire body as it surged across the room and slowly grew larger than a boat, she couldn’t help but feel an extreme ecstasy while bloating to such an enormous size.
Baker was lost in some strange trance, placing his flipper on his chin as he watched the girl’s gargantuan gut growing even larger than before, hypnotically jiggling around like a massive amount of jello, bouncing around like a ball. He was so enthralled by her blubber that he didn’t even realize she was nearly reaching the sides of the room. She was pressed up against the walls, but still chugging the batter happily, and Baker could hear the walls strain and creak against Hat Kid’s weight. Baker tried to shut off the machine, but it seemed to be malfunctioning and didn’t shut off. In fact, it just fed her more and a more intense pace. Baker gulped, looking on as Hat Kid’s enormous booty pressed against the glass, and shattered it, slowly filling the control room. As her body rose high, mimicking the dough she was pretending to be herself until she filled the entire room. Baker counted his blessings, hoping this would end soon…
“I must say, Conductor, baby. This shindig you’ve put together is quite the spectacle indeed!” DJ Grooves complimented the Conductor, who was sat at one of the tables, DJ Grooves having walked up to talk with him.
“Yes, things seem to be going quite well. I do wonder where that cake is, though. It better show up soon, or I’ll have quite a few words to have wit’ that hatted lass!” The Conductor stated, still displeased by the lack of cake.
Just then, the doors opened from the outside, and everyone stopped talking to look at the door. It was Baker, who looked around and called out for the Conductor. Upon finding him, he waddled up to the Conductor, the pitter-patter of his feet echoing throughout the silent banquet hall.
“Conductor! DJ G-Grooves! I’m so sorry for being late, but… I have your cake ready! It’s a b-bit bigger than expected, but I think you’ll really like it!” Baker explained nervously.
Conductor laughed, “Hah! I knew it’d come! Everyone, let’s go take a look at this wonderful cake our good friend, eh... Penguin Chef made!”
DJ Grooves concurred, “Agreed! I’m sure this cake will be nothin’ less than magnificent!”
Baker giggled awkwardly, “W-well, I dunno if you should hype it up like that, it isn’t THAT great…”
“Nonsense! I only hire the best of the best for my movies, and that includes celebrations for my movies! If it’s anything less than perfect, I swear to…”
“Conductor, darling. Calm yourself, the boy’s trying his best!” DJ Grooves said, holding the Conductor back, “Sorry, darling. Let’s go see this cake of yours!”
The entire party left the banquet hall, and was greeted by… Quite a sigh. It seemed to be a gigantic cake, it seemed so gigantic it could fill up three football fields! There was icing all over it that glistened in the moonlight, whipped cream on every layer, and right in the middle what seemed to be a picture of DJ Grooves and the Conductor’s face, almost picture perfect images made entirely out of frosting! It was so gigantic, it could nearly reach the sky!
Little did they know, if they looked at the very top, they would see the tiny face of Hat Kid, the only indication of her being there her purple hat, while her face was buried underneath her hundreds and hundreds of flabby chins and enormous cheeks. She was smiling, doing her very best to be a great cake.
“This cake…” The Conductor stated, scratching his chin and tapping his foot, inspecting the cake.
“...Is absolutely…” DJ Grooves continued, placing his hands on his hips, wondering the best word to describe it.
“...Perfect!” The two directors stated at the same time.
Baker wiped a bead of sweat from his head and exhaled a sigh of relief.
“Conductor, I know we have our differences, but how’s about we put aside those differences for one night, and enjoy this party not as rivals, but as friends?” DJ Grooves offered, holding out his hand.
The Conductor shrugged, “Hrmm… I don’t know…”
Everyone in the crowd egged him on, as DJ Grooves held out his flipper expectantly.
“...Oh, what the peck! Tonight, Penguins and Owls party as one!” Conductor stated, grabbing onto the flipper powerfully, as all the birds celebrated the comradery between birds.
Baker smiled, glad his “Cake” could bring about such joy.
“Now, let’s go see if this cake tastes as good as it looks!” DJ Grooves said, turning to Baker.
“Yes, Penguin Chef. Can we have a slice?” The Conductor asked.
Baker froze. His heart skipped a beat, and his mind went blank.
This might be a problem...
Hat Kid has to go and collect a cake for the Conductor, but ends up getting more than she bargained for.
Category Story / Miscellaneous
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Any
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