Excerpt from "Chubby in Chaldea: Kama's Corpulent Karma" by Missileguy

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Story from DA that features a brief but amusing USB scene.

Outside of Le Monument, one of the highest-quality restaurants in all of Hawaii, a rotund waitress was taking a much-deserved cigarette break. It was a very busy day, ever since her shift started she had been constantly taking and delivering orders. Being overweight definitely didn’t make this easier, all of the walking made her knees ache intensely. As she took a drag of her cigarette, trying to cool off before going back in, a wide figure suddenly manifested next to herself. Before she could even notice it she received a sharp strike in the neck, almost instantly rendering her unconscious.

“It’s okay, dear,” whispered Kama, the deliverer of the blow. “Take this as a symbol of my love, a much-deserved rest after a long day~.” She quickly got to unbuttoning the waitress’ shirt. The first part of her plan was to get a disguise, which was much harder at her size. It was a tiny miracle that a bigger girl happened to work the shift, though they weren’t too uncommon in the area regardless.

Once she completely removed the uniform, Kama quickly took to putting it on herself. First was the undershirt, which ended up being the first sign of trouble as she struggled to fully pull it over her belly. Over the past few days, Kama had only gotten bigger than before, with her gluttonous habits just getting worse and worse. After all, whenever she wasn’t stalking Parvati, she usually found herself gorging on something. This wasn’t to mention the several times she brought a snack or two with her while keeping track of her nemesis. Her gut had split into two evenly sized rolls, with the shirt having some trouble covering up the lower one. It generally would cover up everything except for the very bottom of her stomach, but with some movement, it would eventually roll up and expose the entire roll. There was also the issue of the collar, the shirt itself was already low-cut and Kama’s bust was pushing it nearly into indecent territory. Each boob nearly rivaled her own head in terms of size and formed a valley of cleavage deep enough to securely store small objects inside.

Thankfully this ill-fitting shirt was covered up by a button-up that was part of the uniform, though buttoning it up ended up being precisely the issue. Once again the focal points were her breasts and belly, with the top and middle of the shirt refusing to button properly. It certainly left a lot of cleavage on display, though it was certainly more coverage than what the undershirt provided. The skirt fit slightly better, though was still stretched around her flabby waist, and tucking her belly inside was out of the question. Looking down at herself, Kama started to sweat a bit as she processed how inept this disguise was. It was certainly going to draw attention to herself, but there were plenty of employees there, and she just had to intercept the one order… Surely it’d be fine, or at least, that’s what she told herself.

She quickly hefted herself up and headed inside the building, her eyes immediately darting toward a clock on the wall. It was 4 o’clock, exactly when Parvati was scheduled to arrive. Kama looked toward the many tables, searching for her target. It was somewhat hard to do, with employees constantly moving around, but eventually, she found the pudgy purple-haired goddess at her table. Kama waddled (somewhat) quickly in her direction, determined to get there before any of the workers did.

Within due time, Kama made it to Parvati’s table, a bit exasperated in the process. “Hello… there,” she huffed, still catching her breath. “I’m going to be… serving you today. May I start you with a drink or appetizer?” She breathed in deeply, not used to moving remotely fast at this weight.

Parvati looked over Kama inquisitively for a moment, causing the latter to sweat more profusely than she already was. “Actually, I think I’m ready to order the main course already,” said Parvati, putting down her menu. “I’ll order the caesar salad, and could I have a slice of chocolate cake as well? It looks sooo good, I just have to try it.”

Kama nodded, “Yes, yes, of course. Will that be all?” She gestured a hand to take the menu.

“Could I get some extra salad dressing on top of that? That’s all.” Parvati handed over the menu.

“No problem. We’ll have it over as soon as possible.” Kama took the menu and started lumbering towards the kitchen, internally groaning over having to walk again.

Once inside the kitchen, Kama was immediately assaulted by a wave of scents from all sorts of dishes. Her stomach immediately growled violently, having been through a whole three hours without anything being stuffed inside of it. Thinking of all the exquisite, 5-star dishes being served made Kama lose focus for a bit as she rubbed her belly, imagining all of the tastes…

“Hey! The hell you doin’?” The head chef scolded Kama, kicking her out of her minor trance. “I’ve been waitin’ for ya!”

“Oh, sorry!” Kama quickly replied. “I’m here to report an order, one caesar salad and a slice of chocolate cake for table 16. Oh, and an extra helping of salad dressing.”

The chef crossed his arms, “‘Kay… You look different, did ya get even fatter? Go back to takin’ orders, it’ll help you lose a few pounds.” He left to order some of the chefs around. Kama turned around to head to the door, somewhat lost in thought. Have I really become that fat? she pondered to herself. She desperately needed something to eat, with the desire for food starting to consume her thoughts a bit. She would just have to put up with it for now, she supposed. It couldn’t be too long before Parvati’s order was finished.

Kama spent the next hour or so taking and delivering various orders, waiting for the moment she would finally get to deliver the order she was waiting for. Ever so often, when someone would order a dish that included a side of french fries or chips, she would sneak herself one or two of them, using quick Servant movements that thankfully hadn’t been dulled by the sheer flabbiness of her arms.

Eventually, when Kama entered the kitchen to get yet another tray to deliver, she finally got the order she was looking for. “Here’s that order for table 16 or whatever,” said the head chef, handing over the tray. “You should know.”

Kama gleefully nodded as she took it, quickly turning toward the door to deliver, her sudden movement causing her gut to bump into a waiter rushing to the door. “Sorry, miss!” the waiter spurted out, somewhat reeling from the hit. “Wasn’t paying attention!” He quickly continued on his way. Kama, who had nearly dropped Parvati’s order out of surprise, quickly readjusted herself and waddled to the door. Once in front of it, her back to the busy jungle of a kitchen, she employed yet another bit of sleight of hand. She reached into her canyon of cleavage and pulled out a vial of her formula and flicked off the cap, and in a single motion of her hand, poured it all over the slice of cake. She then put the vial back inside her bust, opened the door, and headed toward her destination.

“Here’s your order, miss!” said Kama cheerfully, setting Parvati’s order on her table. “Sorry for the wait, we’re quite busy at the moment.” Her glance was caught on the chocolate cake for a bit, not only because of how closer her plan was to succeeding but also because of how delectable it was. It looked perfectly moist, crumbly, and all-around delicious, causing Kama’s belly to rumble once again.

Parvati picked off a piece of the cake with her fork, then held it out to Kama. “Do you want some?” she said. “You seem hungry.”

Kama yelped slightly, completely caught off guard. “Huh? Um, no, it’s all yours. I shouldn’t be eating a customer’s food.”

Parvati shook her head, “I don’t mind sharing. Doesn’t it look delicious? Feel free to have some.” She moved her fork closer to Kama. Although she knew she shouldn’t eat it, there was something about her offer. It was so… enchanting. Deep down, another part of her wanted nothing more than to eat right now. Sneaking small bits of food hadn’t nearly been enough, and here she was, with a whole slice of cake being offered to her. Against her own judgment, she found herself leaning in to eat the bit of cake, her belly splaying across the table as she did. It somehow tasted even more delicious than she anticipated, the flavor and texture making her moan as soon as it hit her tongue. Once she swallowed, Parvati cut off another, larger chunk with her fork and fed it into Kama’s mouth, which she ate without question. This process continued until the slice had been completely finished.

Once done, Kama stood up straight again, rubbing her belly. “God, that was so good…” she muttered to herself, wishing she could have a whole cake, or two. Then, suddenly, her senses returned to her. “Wait! Fuck!” she yelled, hitting her hand on her forehead. The spiked food that was supposed to turn Parvati into a complete glutton had been completely eaten by herself, and she was already starting to feel the effects. She somehow felt even hungrier than before she ate the slice, all thanks to the formula it was coated in.

“Hm? Something wrong… Kama?” asked Parvati, giggling. “Was something in that cake? Something you meant to give to me?”

Kama started to sweat profusely, “K-Kama?! How did you find out?!”

Parvati giggled once more, “Just a bit of intuition. It also helped that you’re possibly the only young person with white hair I’ve seen in Hawaii,” Kama stammered for a bit, leading Parvati to keep talking. “I don’t know how you made that stuff, but it’s quite potent. I put some of it in one of your drinks last week, though I don’t think it’d make you so food-obsessed or… big. It wasn’t that much.”

“F-Food-obsessed…?” stuttered Kama, a deep blush forming on her chubby cheeks. “I am not…” Then, as if to spite her, her stomach growled violently, causing her to give up on finishing that thought.

Parvati stuck her fork in a bit of lettuce and ate it. “I do feel a bit bad, though,” she elaborated further. “Hopefully this teaches you to stop messing with people. Your actions really do have consequences! Now, let's get you something to eat, shall we? I wouldn’t want you to starve.” Parvati slowly heaved her heavy body up from her chair and gestured for Kama to follow.

Kama grumbled something under her breath, not wanting to be scolded. She was just thinking about how best to get out of there and find something to eat anyway, her hunger was quickly consuming her thoughts.

As Parvati paid for the meal and the two made their way to the exit, the back exit to the restaurant flew open, with an employee and a heavyset woman clad in only her underwear stepping out from inside. “Hey!” The former shouted, “Someone call the cops! This lady got knocked out and her clothes stolen!”

Parvati instantly turned her head to Kama, giving her a look of pure disdain. “Kama,” she said with a sense of pure frustration. “Don’t tell me you…” Her voice trailed off as she took a deep breath, trying her best to not beat the gluttonous goddess senseless.

Kama was lost for words for a few seconds. “We should be going…” She said as she waddled out the door as fast as she could, Parvati in tow. The latter clutched her temples with a pudgy hand and let out a sign. She was going to make sure Kama really learned her lesson and ate her fill…


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