Swollen Ego [fWG, Lite Slob]

“My birthday?” Ryuji asked, wanting to make sure he heard her correctly. Taiga did her best to avoid eye contact with him, hiding her blushed face as she nodded in a meek fashion. “Who told you my birthday was coming up?”

“Yasuko…she mentioned it offhandedly that she’ll miss it for work. It’s two months away, but I wanna get you something.”

“You don’t have to though.”

“I WANT TO!” She blurted out, still doing her best to hide her blush, “I mean, we could have a big party and everything. So, what’s the harm in asking?”

Ryuji could tell what this was about as he sighed. “Well, there is this new handheld game system coming out.” Ryuji went into the details of it: games, accessories, and all the cool specs about it “…though it’s kind of expensive, being new and all.”

“Price isn’t an issue. I can make it work idiot.” Taiga snapped again, pouting some as she turned away. “It should be a fun party. We’ll have Yusaki and Minori over as well. Wouldn’t that be fun?”

“I suppose. It isn’t for another two months though; not like I’m actively thinking of it day in and out.” Ryuji said as the conversation ended. Taiga sulked on the hand rail, waiting until he was out of earshot to release a sorrowful sigh.

“How am I going to raise that much money?” Taiga muttered to herself, looking through her wallet as she counted a few yen coins and crumpled bills. The new handheld would be up in cost, for certain. But she had to account for games and anything else that’d strike his fancy. There were a lot of factors to consider as her expression was a mix of frustration and anger. “How else am I going to make Ryuji happy?”

“Oh, what’s the little frumpy-pot upset with now? Get confused with a kindergartener again?” Taiga’s hair stood up, her trademark scowl crossing her lips as she turned around. Ami loomed overhead, a little snicker coming from her face as she got a little rise out of Taiga.

“At least I’m not a frumpy dog!” Taiga snapped back before settling down rather quickly; her will to fight waning away as she mulled on the situation. Ami’s sneer washed away, knowing full well that there was more in the tiger’s arsenal than just dog.

“Okay, I’ll bite. What’s got you in a rut?” Taiga looked up, biting her lip some as she explained the situation; knowing full well that it would come with some form of mockery. However, there was no one else really she could explain it to without making it wholly awkward. “That’s it? Aren’t your parents loaded? You could shame your deadbeat dad into giving you the money.”
“That wouldn’t work! I want it to be something I put my effort into. I don’t know where I could get a job to do for a month that I can balance with school. Not to mention a job where I can save enough to afford it for him.” Ami listened to her drone on, unsure what she could do. That was until an idea started to fester in her brain, a Grinch-like smirk growing across her face.

“How about you work for me? I could use some help with random modeling work. I’ll pay you handsomely,” Ami said, the sneer never leaving her face as Taiga listened to her proposal. “A few thousand yen a week for giving me support where I need it.”

“You want me to be your slave.” Taiga muttered, thinking to herself ‘Does she think I’m that stupid?’

“You said it, not me.” Ami said, the giggle from her lips confirming Taiga’s suspicions. “However, I think it’ll be worth it. I can even do a direct deposit from my bank account to yours. An act of good faith if you will.” Taiga mulled on the idea. She wanted to tell Ami to take her offer and shove it where the sun don’t shine. Her options were limited at this point if she wanted to make Ryuji’s birthday worth it.

“Only until I make enough.” Taiga said, trying to hold back the malice coming from her words as the two girls shook on it.

“Good. Come by my place tomorrow. I’ll call up one of my modeling friends. I got the perfect uniform in mind for you.” Ami said, blowing a little kiss to the miniature girl as she made her way to class. Taiga shuddered, knowing that Ami’s imagination was something to be cautious of.

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The first few days were nothing short of pleasant. Ami had Taiga follow her around school, carrying her bags, and treating her like the princess she thought she was. The arrogant teenager had the gall to make messes at school and home just to give her something to watch while she snacked or studied. Most students at the school thought Taiga would deck her like she did the student council president. To their shock, she did nothing as rumors began to fly. Taiga didn’t let any of it get to her as she had to buy a near ridiculous pile of cheeseburgers for Ami to fit her latest whims.

If anything, Taiga had to be grateful that she wasn’t required to wear her “uniform” outside of the apartment. It turned out that Ami’s idea of a uniform for her wasn’t too unprecedented. However, Taiga would be caught dead before going outside in a French maid outfit. The little frilly edges of the skirt bobbed around in a cute fashion as Taiga cleaned this and that. Taiga continued to reflect on the past two weeks until a shrill yet deeper voice bellowed for her.  

“Taiga, where are you? I need my lunch!” Ami called from down the hall, Taiga trying in vain to clean the mess that was the kitchen.

“Can’t it wait?”

“Of course not! I’m wasting away here. Besides, I have more dishes in here that need to be cleaned. Best come get them all at once!” Taiga shuddered, knowing the astronomical mess in the bedroom. It was almost Herculean to clean the apartment at this point as Ami had gone out of her way to leave things strewn across the floor. Laundry piles, dirty dishes, discarded food, all of it and more was purposefully put out to make Taiga run around. Her room looked like some sort of dump as Taiga tried to balance the overwhelming amount of grease on the tray while stepping over unwashed clothes.

“I have your meal here.”

“Ah-ah-ah. Aren’t we forgetting something.” Ami clicked her tongue, waiting as she lay across her bed, a hungry look in her eyes.

“Mistress Ami…I have your meal right here ready for you!” Taiga said cheerfully like some sort of bizarre hostess at a café. She felt her soul cringe as those words left her lips. Ami chuckled as she began to dig into the tray. Taiga tried her best not to look on but the display was too disgusting to avert her eyes.

While Ami loved the idea of being waited on by Taiga, her body wasn’t so keen on the whole thing as she was growing out in all the wrong places. The once flat, washboard stomach she sported was covered in a thick layer of belly fat as her limbs had become swollen with adipose. Taiga couldn’t help but to cup her own chest, wondering just how much fat had gone to Ami’s jugs as they bounced in her white top (though at this point, with all the grease she was ingesting, it was near translucent). Taiga swore that even her feet looked swollen as Ami dipped her burgers into the myriad of sauces.

“Probably gout…”

“Ou ‘ay omeding?” Ami asked, half-chewed food in her mouth. Taiga had enough of the spectacle, wanting to leave as she shook her head.

“Is there anything else I can do for you?” Taiga asked, biting her lip as she watched Ami make a whole hog of herself. “Maybe clean up this mess for you?”

“Unthinkable. I have a few more…items to add to the room before I allow you to start cleaning.” Ami said, rubbing her second chin as a sick sneer came across her slimy face. “Actually, I want you to feed me.”

“Come again?”

“You heard URRRPPP me.” Ami snickered, laying back as she flicked her thick wrist at Taiga. “Feed your mistress. Fill me up until I say stop!” Taiga could feel her knees shake in anger and humiliation. In times like these, the idea of Ryuji flooded her mind as she did her best to persevere. Grabbing the piles of McDonalds, she got to her knees as she began to feed her master. “Yess homf…that’s it.”

The spectacle continued on for an hour with Taiga stopping only when the food ran out. Even then, Ami found ways to make it unbearable. Be it licking Taiga’s fingers, causing her hair to stand on its end, or even belching right in the maid’s face. Ami was having a ball while Taiga suffered. “Hurry up FFRRTTTURRRPP with that next batch! I’m wasting away here!”

At this point, Taiga would have made some sort of snippy comment to show her disdain. Instead, her mantra was a simple one: “It’s for Ryuji. It’s for Ryuji.”

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“TAIGA! I WANT MY SNACK!” Ami shouted like a fussy child. Taiga grunted as she had hoped the spoiled teenager would keep to herself for at least an hour to make some headway on the gargantuan stock pile of crusty dishes and stained clothes. On the other hand, she knew the consequences were not glamorous as she fetched out the piles of fried chicken from the fridge to nuke. “TAAIGA!”

“Give me a minute!” She snapped back, tired of the insistent whining as she tapped her foot impatiently. Finally hearing the little ding go off, she prepared the stockpiles of quick fixed meals before she made the dreaded walk to Ami’s bedroom. Comparing it to a dump a few short days ago was not apt. If anything, the state of Ami’s whole apartment then would have been considered “clean” as the Japanese home resembled something on bizarre American television.

“It’s about time. Do you know how long I was waiting for you?” Ami barked, lying on the bed, complaining non-stop.

“Will you can it?!” Taiga snipped, plopping the food down on the edge of the bed as she was getting close to her tipping point. “I’ve seen five year olds act more mature than you.”

“Urrp…five year olds don’t have modeling money and a maid to feed them…well, I’m waiting…” Ami got out, her lips curled into a fat smile. Taiga did her best to clear space on the floor, using her skirt as a make-shift tuft to rest on as she had to get this feeding out of the way. The sooner she could, the faster she could get back to all of her other tasks for the day. “I’ll admit ulp…Taiga I never thought you’d be this good at ulp cleaning…or at least able to put up with these…blows to your…pride.”

Taiga said nothing, taking the occasional glance to see just how far Ami was in her consumption and gluttonous binge before replenishing her supply. She had learned this far in the game not to say anything or speak her mind; the last time that happened she had to scrub the gelatinous blimp that was Ami to try and get her a bit cleaner.

“It’s not like I’m able to do much with your constant need for food.”

“Oh hush…you act as if…it’s a bad thing.” Ami sputtered out between mouthfuls of mashed potatoes. It wasn’t until now that Taiga noticed some newer trends coming from the rotten brat. For one, her weight had exploded but that was natural. Taiga had a feeling that obesity would come crashing down on Ami soon enough, especially with her newfound love of fast food.

No, the more bizarre changes were in other parts of Ami’s form. For one, her limbs were chunkier than Taiga would have ever assumed. The gout and build up of blubber in her feet was one thing, making her soles look like bloated footballs. However, the feeding sessions had caused Ami to use her hands less and less; resembling sacks of meat in a way. Taiga had to stifle chuckles now and again with how silly she looked.

The more jarring change though was in her speech. Ami was taking a lot more time to spew out her haughty talk as she soaked up more grease and salt. Sure, any time she spoke it sounded like her voice was being altered to sound more guttural but Ami was becoming more breathy. Taiga couldn’t help nodding as she realized what was going on around her.

“What are you…smiling about?” Ami got out, swallowing slowly as she tried to use her pillow-like hands to scoop up the bits and pieces of her meal that stained her chest. Taiga said nothing, excusing herself as she left her “mistress” to her own devices. Hurrying down the hall, Taiga’s little grin turned into a horrific smile.

“I don’t think she realizes how little I’ve been doing. Not to mention I can’t think of the last time she left that room. It’s as if,” Taiga continued to speak aloud, coming to a realization “I’m the one in control now.” The gears in her head spun into overdrive as she began to plot and plan. The first thing she needed to do was clean the mess that was Ami’s apartment, the cesspool of garbage that it had become. “Guess I need to pull an all-nighter. Bet I could get overtime pay for it too!”

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Ami woke up in a grunt, wheezing for air as she tried to sit up. She could sense Taiga was standing next to her bed as she did her best to open her eyes. The miniature maid stood there, hands on her hips as she had a peculiar look about her. Taiga looked…almost proud of what was going on. Problem was that Ami was clueless about anything other than having gobbled down one of the biggest meals she had in recent history.

“Urrrrpp…what…happened?”

“Oh, I think I overfed you. You were asleep for about a day. Gave me plenty of time to clean up!” Taiga announced as the room was cleared of all junk, clothes, and dirty plates and to-go boxes. “It also helps that it gave you plenty of time to digest it all.” She said, pushing her hand into Ami’s marshmallow stomach. It had identical properties to foam mattress as Taiga was almost able to push in to her wrist before letting go; Ami’s blubber bouncing to and fro.

“Urggh knock it..off you pest.”

“Why should I? It’s not like I had to be embarrassed in front of people by pushing your chair in and out and referring to you as “mistress”. Seriously, who the hell does that except spoiled children? You’re not a princess!”

“Why you…” As much as Ami was lethargic, the sweat was pouring down her head as she tried to get up. “Who do you think…you’re talking to?” She gasped out, making vain attempts to sit upright. Her stomach had swollen so much in her sleep that she was effectively pinned to the bed. There was a more pressing matter at hand for her as she could feel the empty pit of her stomach grumble for sustenance.

“I figured it was about time to get your fill today. After all, you almost went twenty-four hours without food.” Taiga slipped away, coming back with a cart trolley loaded with desserts and various processed snack cakes. Unwrapping a sticky bun, she held it right next to Ami’s bloat chins as she could see the drool beginning to cascade from her mouth. “You want it huh?”

Taiga continued to fish with Ami until the bloated whale tried to take a bite, chomping at air as the snack was snatched away from her.

“What gives? I’m…hungry.”

“Oh I know. But you need to beg for it.”

“WHAT?”

“You heard me.” Taiga said, smug look on her face as she echoed the words that Ami had uttered more times than she could count; especially when asking Taiga to do the unthinkable. Ami tried once more to get to a standing position. Even if she could get upright at this point, her over bloated feet wouldn’t have been able to keep her balanced for too long. Ami wasn’t giving in to Taiga’s demands as she cursed and panted. “Don’t wear yourself out. Here, I’ll give it to you.”

‘Giving it to her’ was a bit skewed as Taiga put the sticky snack on the far end of Ami’s belly. Sticking her swollen hands out, she tried to use her buried muscles to reach for the treat. Grunted and heaving, Ami’s face went red as she strained herself to stretch over to grab it. Sputtering out a mess, she collapsed back on the bed. She was practically immobilized by her body.

“Taiga…please, I need something to eat! You can’t…let me starve!” Ami said, practically pleading with her sworn enemy for something. She saw the look of enjoyment in the tiny Taiga. She reveled in what was going on as Ami knew, somewhere in her heart, that this was a complete 180 on what her original plans were.

“I won’t let you starve. I may be a bitch, but I’m not that cruel.” Taiga said, snatching up the bun and shoving it right down Ami’s throat. Sputtering, she tried her best to choke down the little treat, letting out a belch in response.

“I need…more…”

“Oh I know.” Taiga knelt in her usual spot, tray of burgers at the ready. “Oink.”

“Ulp…what?”

“If you want to eat, prove to me you are a piggy. All you gotta do is oink.” Ami bit her lip, flushed with embarrassment as she tried to resist. “I mean, I could put the burgers on your belly but who knows when you’ll get them.”

“…oink”

“I’m sorry, come again?”

“Oink oink” Ami said, deadpan as she wanted it to be over with. Taiga, cupping her head, leaned closer; pretending as if she was dumb.

“Once more, I’m a bit hard of hearing today.”

“Oink!” Ami snorted some for emphasis. Her body jiggled and shook, proving to Taiga that she was a hog. Her body was fixing for another bite of anything. A little humiliation would be worth it if she could finally feed again. Taiga smiled, giggling as she gave Ami what she wanted. “mmfhf….sooo..good…”

“That’s it Ami. Keep it up. Though don’t think that you’ve finished the imitation game.” Ami looked a little pale as she ate through the mess. “However, I’ll let you have this next platter for free since I have to step out for a second,” Taiga stood up, sliding over a colossal bowl of fries as she let Ami gorge out of it like a trough. Walking down the hall, she flipped her cell phone open as she wrote up a quick text.

‘Ryuji, meet me over at Ami’s. Got something fun to show you…consider it an early birthday present’ Taiga said, giggling once again as she wondered if this was how Ami felt when in those first few days; teasing Taiga with no remorse. Returning to the room, she saw the fry bowl empty as Ami let out another deep belch.

“I’m…still…hungry…”

“Oh I know. I got the perfect thing for you to help that hunger. But first, what sound does the cow make?”