Donna's Evolution

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Donna groggily sat up in her bed and yawned, stretching her soft arms up and feeling the fabric of her shirt struggle against her swollen bosom.

The Nidorina grinned, looking down to see an ample amount of cleavage staring back up at her, as her massive G-cup breasts pushed out of her undersized tee.

'Evolution is awesome' she thought to herself.

Just a couple of weeks ago she had been a Nidoran and, at 19, was quite a late evolver. She was also a pathetic young thing-a measly 80 pounds, 5'4", with a pair of barely-there A-cup breasts and little ass to speak of.

Evolution had changed all that.

Donna walked towards her dresser, watching her new, curvaceous figure in the large full-length mirror in her room. She still sometimes had a hard time believing that the now 5'8", 170-pound healthy hourglass Nidorina in the mirror was her.

She knew she had good genes-though her mom was a slight-figured Nidoqueen, photos of her older relatives showed full-figured Nidoqueens with massive bosoms and vast hips. Mother had always told her she was a late bloomer, and Donna didn't believe it...until now.

She smiled as she watched the swaying hips and wobbling chest of her reflection as she approached. She loved the feeling of her heavy G-cup breasts bouncing and swaying as she walked, so fat and full and perky for their size even without a bra and testing the confines of her snug shirt. She loved how her hips felt so shapely as they sauntered side to side as she walked, and how her fat round buttocks wobbled even in her tight short shorts which struggled against their fullness.

As she arrived at her dresser she ired her bodacious hourglass form, watching her assets wobble to a halt still seconds after she stopped moving.

Almost subconsciously, she picked up a chocolate bar from the box at the top of her dresser and tore it open, munching on it as she turned about, checking out her bulging curves from various angles.

Yes, the increased curves following Donna's evolution were fueled by a flood of hormones and an increased appetite. That chocolate bar she munched on was from the last of several emptied boxes that lay atop her dresser.

Donna stepped on the scale nearby, looking over her massive boobs to see the reading.

"170 pounds? Donna, girl, you're getting a bit chubby" she said through a mouthful of chocolate, stuffing the rest of the bar into her mouth and licking her fingers clean, as she gave her chubby little belly a squeeze.

"But it's all for a good cause...I know where most of those pounds are going" she grinned at her reflection, as her hand drew up from her plumpening midsection up to her massive bosom. She cupped one of her huge breasts, wobbling it happily, before turning and giving her own round booty a slap.

She loved her curves, and a few extra pounds were more than worth it!

...and besides, she heard nothing but good things from those around her regarding her weight.

"I'm jealous of you, girl, you just carry it all so well" smiled Mira, Donna's best friend who sat across her at the mall's food court later that day.

Mira was a Nidoqueen, an early bloomer and evolver with a full figure that the formerly stick-thin Donna had always been jealous of. She was a bigger girl than Donna overall, and still was, standing about 5'10" and weighing a healthy 200 pounds. She had full DD-cup breasts, but most of her weight settled in her huge, round ass.

"Thanks sweetie, but we've both got our strong suits...I'd kill to have a booty like yours" grinned Donna at her bottom-heavy bestie, whose skirt-stretching behind was filling out her seat easily.

"Oh please, at the rate you're going, you'll overtake me pretty soon I think" said Mira, as she watched her friend scarf down her second big burger and wash it down with the last of her giant milkshake. She wasn't just referring to Donna's incredibly increased appetite, either-the girl's newly developed hourglass figure was amazing, and the way she was piling on her pounds in her boobs and butt meant it was going to keep growing that way.

"Speaking of which, you need to go bra shopping, Donna. You can't keep borrowing mine anymore, just look at you!" she went, motioning to her friend's overflowing bosom, which was bulging out of the DD-cup bras she had borrowed. "What size are you at now anyway?"

"I dunno, maybe a G-cup? I would, but new bras are so expensive" smiled Donna, looking down at her own chest and indeed noticing how the outline of her undersized DD-cups were obvious against her tight top, highlighting how her overgrown boobs were bulging out of them.

"Then get Trav or your mom to get you new ones, they're the ones so eager to fatten up those giant tatas of yours anyway" chuckled Mira, watching Donna's heavy bosom wobble as she reached for a fistful of fries. "Have mercy on my poor bras, Boobzilla..."

"Hmmm, that doesn't sound like a bad idea" smiled Donna, stuffing fries into her mouth and ing she was staying at her mom's place this weekend.

Nowadays, Dara didn't get to see her daughter as often, since Donna had moved out after graduation to move in with her boyfriend.

But she was absolutely delighted that her daughter had gotten the voluptuous figure apparent in their family, which she herself did not develop ("it must skip a couple of generations!" remarked the slight-figured Nidoqueen). Dara seemed to live through her daughter, entirely ive of the curve-flaunting fashion her little (well, FORMERLY little) Donna had adopted as of late.

"It's not too short, is it mama?" asked Donna, turning around to show her mother that the dress' hem barely stretched just over her big, round buttocks.

As she spun, her massive boobs wobbled, exposed cleavage rocking very visibly in the low-cut dress.

"No sweetie, you look great! You've got to be proud of yourself, and flaunt what you've got" said Dara approvingly, looking the polar opposite of her bodacious daughter, her figure straight and slim and dressed in loose draping clothes.

"Mama knows best" giggled Donna, which made her overflowing cleavage jiggle some more. "Can we stop by the lingerie store next? I need some new bras, I can barely fit into Mari's anymore..." she said, cupping her own massive breasts which were overflowing the DD-cups she had on visibly through the tight dress.

"Of course sweetie" said her mother kindly.

Yup, being at her mom's place was nice and chill. She spent most of her weekend laying in front of the TV, munching on snacks her mom brought home from her increasingly hungry, growing daughter.

By the time Monday rolled around, Donna was still at her mom's place.

"So how are things with Trav?" asked Dara as she added some fresh-off-the-pan bacon strips to her daughter's rapidly emptying plate.

"Awesome. He's sweet as always, and doesn't mind that I've put on...uhhh...a few pounds recently" giggled Donna, putting a hand on her chubby tummy pooching onto her thick thighs. It felt a tad rounder, probably because she had spent the entire weekend stuffing her face at her mom's, and had just demolished a huge stack of pancakes, bacon, and eggs...

"I wouldn't worry about that, sweetie. If anything, I'm sure he LOVES your new curves and can't keep his hands off you" winked the Nidoqueen, now adding a second stack of pancakes onto Donna's plate to the fresh pile of bacon.

"MOM!" laughed Donna, and she would give her mother a playful slap but she was busy reaching for her knife and fork.

It was true though.

As generous as Dara was, Donna's boyfriend, Trav, was even more enthusiastic about feeding and spoiling his girlfriend as much as she wanted. Despite being a small-framed Nidorino himself, he loved voluptuous, thick, full-figured females, and his girlfriend's recent development was like a fantasy fulfilled. He didn't hesitate spending his hard-earned money from gaming (he was a professional gamer) on cultivating Donna's curves.

Nor did he mind the fact that Donna had recently quit her job, and spent most of her day playing videogames at home and munching on snacks.

"So have you found work yet?" asked Dara, as she sat at the table watching her healthy daughter eat.

"Mmmmm...not a legit job, but well I do have something on the side" she itted through a mouthful of pancakes.

Donna had always been a 'guest gamer' on Trav's streaming channel, Trav Gaming. She had always been popular even back before she evolved, being a pretty attractive girl in a gaming community and all.

But her recent explosion of curves had turned her into something of a small celebrity lately. You wouldn't believe the number of horny nerds who would spend hours watching Donna in front of the computer, staring into the valley of cleavage bulging out of the 'Trav Gaming' tank top she usually wore.

Sex did sell, after all-and both Donna and Trav knew that.

She was famous not just in gaming circles either. She had a little blog going, and her horny male fans often sent her gifts of food and skimpy clothing for their voluptuous online model to try on.

Recently, she had also been promoting body positivity of curvy girls, and got quite a following for that as well.

"Well that's certainly a creative way to make a living" said her mother with a smile, after her daughter had explained all that to her. "And that's a great attitude to have regarding your body, you'll be a real role model" she added approvingly.

Donna nodded back with a syrup-smeared smile. She did love her curves.

Donna was going to stay at her mom's place for the next couple of weeks, since Trav was out of town on some gaming tour.

They did miss each other, and they did webcam chat pretty much every night while he was away.

"...well, mom got me some new bra...G-cups, baby!" smiled Donna on Trav's monitor, and he watched as his girlfriend angled her webcam down so that her giant chest dominated the screen. The cups of her G-cup bra looked absolutely massive, and Trav still sometimes couldn't believe how big and busty Donna now was.

"Jeez Donna, you're killing me here" laughed Trav, instantly becoming erect as he sat in front of his laptop in the hotel room alone. How he wished he was with her now, to play with her giant boobs, her huge ass...

"It's already getting a bit tight though, I've been sitting in front of the tv all day just stuffing my face" said Donna, stretching her inadequate tee with difficulty over her huge melons and zooming the webcam out.

Trav saw the rest of Donna's upper body and noted how the shirt rode up, showing off her belly-button cutely. He smiled, finding Donna's chubbiness appealing. Such chub was necessary on such a bountiful figure, he thought as he looked at the plump midsection pooching onto her thighs and sitting in the shadow of her huge rack.

"It's all going to the right places anyway" he smiled, as he saw Donna reach for another doughnut (she was always eating when they chatted).

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It was amazing what two weeks' worth of laying around (plus motherly pampering) could do for Donna... especially with her current appetite and growth rate.

To Trav's delight, he came home to a well-fed Donna 30 pounds heavier than when he had left her, and looking oh so curvy.

"I thought you JUST got that bra?" chuckled Trav, laying on his bed with his now 200-pound girlfriend undressing on top of him.

"Yeah, but I missed you so much and had no choice but to EAT away my feelings...and you know where most of the calories go" grinned Donna, looking down at him past her now J-cup tits bulging out of a bra 3 cup sizes too small.

Trav grinned, noticing how her pudgier tummy and love handles poured over her panties' waistband. He put his hands on those juicy love handles, gave them an affectionate squeeze, and slid them back to his girlfriend's enormous booty engulfing his lap.

"I sure do" he smiled, giving that fat ass a slap and feeling all that fat jiggle.

The 200-pound Nidorina goddess looked immense on top of the 90-pound Nidorino.

Donna loved how small Trav's hands felt on her huge butt, how she could only just see his face past her giant breasts, and how he was being squeezed between her thick, meaty thighs.

She loved being curvy, and she made sure Trav knew that she did.

"Best sex I had in a while" giggled Donna, as she sat on the couch at Mira's place, during a sleep-over movie session the very next night.

"I'm sure it was" chuckled Mira, as Donna open the second box of pizza they ordered. Her bestie had demolished like 80% of the first one, and was still going at it.

"Seriously though, how does he HANDLE you? Trav's not the biggest guy, and you're getting pretty...well...womanly. Aren't you as heavy as me now?" she said, watching Donna's massive J-cup breasts wobble as she settled back into the couch.

"Thanks for reminding me of my fat ass" grinned Donna with a roll of her eyes, though secretly she DID like being reminded of her expanding curves. At 200 pounds, she WAS as heavy as her best friend, but was noticeably curvier.

"Thanks for lending me something to wear, by the way. Totally forgot our sleepover date after the party" said Donna.

"Thanks for reminding me your tits and ass are way bigger than mine, by the way" chortled Mari in return, looking at how her skimpy camisole and shorts fit on her more voluptuous friend. Donna's boobs looked extra massive bulging out of the small top, and even Mari's sizeable shorts looked a bit tighter on Donna's huge ass than they usually did on the bottom-heavy Mari.

"Hey, my ass isn't THAT big, you're the voluptuous one with a big booty!" countered Donna, turning her hips and looking down at her own badonkadonk.

"...okay, I guess it IS getting kinda big" she itted, as she heard the fabric of Mari's shorts creak a bit.

It was true though. For the longest time, people had seen Mari as the 'big girl' of the pair, looking huge next to the once tiny Donna. Now it was all changing, and Mari didn't feel too bad about that at all.

"Not for long, my dear" she replied, watching her bestie shove another slice down her gullet. "But the question is-how are your fans finding your newly-endowed curves, my webcamming friend?"

"Actually, they are pretty damn happy about the extra pounds, thank you very much" grinned Donna through a mouthful of pizza.

Mari laughed. "I guess that goes to show you guys really do only care about giant tits and ass!"

Mari was definitely right about that.

"So no one thinks I'm getting a bit too chubby?" smiled Donna at her webcam, as she sat in front of her computer chatting with fans.

She knew what the response would be like-resounding NO!'s, reassuring comments, compliments galore, and even the few folks who encouraged her to gain even MORE weight...she especially loved that last one, since it meant she could keep eating to her hearts content, and in the eyes of her fans she would only be getting hotter.

In truth she did look a little bit chubby that moment, even to herself, as she looked at her own feed on webcam.

Her breasts looked absolutely enormous bursting out of the Trav Gaming tank top. It had been form fitting even back in her 80 pound, A-cup days, and now she was over twice her size back then and 8 cup-sizes bigger. She had to tear the neckline down the front just for it to fit!

Her belly looked extra plump, stuffed with food as she had been snacking for a couple of hours in front of the computer now. It was showing too, belly button and all, as it pooched onto her thick thighs.

Those thighs looked oh-so-delicious, big and juicy and fully exposed in her barely-visible shorts, and her thick meaty hips bulged across her computer chair heftily.

"Awwww you guys are the sweetest" she cooed, stretching her soft arms up and making her tank top ride up and show even more belly.

"I swear though, finding tops and bras is getting HARD" she said, looking down at her own mammoth rack and cupping those monsters, tugging her torn neckline futilely to better contain her overflowing tits. She knew it would do nothing but make her monumental mammaries wobble, but that was exactly the effect she was going for-her fans loved it.

"Gain even MORE weight? You guys are crazy, my tits and ass will cause earthquakes if I get any bigger" she giggled, reading the comments that flew in. Of course to her, that was actually quite an arousing thought...

She then leaned forward and gave them all a good view of her eye-popping cleavage, which bulged onto her desk massively as she reached for a pastry nearby.

"Don't get me wrong, I love all the stuff you guys send me" she winked, crumbs flying out her mouth. She licked her fingers daintily, purposefully pressing her arm against the side of her giant chest and making her cleavage explode forth even more.

"But when this ass outgrows this chair, you guys are so buying me a new one" she giggled, spinning and giving them a view of her big, meaty rump, which indeed was beginning to overflow the edges of her seat a bit.

She gave it a few jiggle-inducing pats for good measure, and tugged at her shorts which were failing to contain its roundness.

Being curvy was awesome.

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The weeks, pounds, and inches rolled by, and Donna was truly getting into the hedonistic lifestyle of laying around all day, eating and camming with her fans, then having awesome sex with Trav in the evening.

Trav, meanwhile, was still as ive as ever as his girlfriend's rapidly billowing curves grew to immense hourglass proportions.

"I think someone deserves a reward after cooking such a lovely meal for his girl" said a voice from behind Trav, as he put away a couple of piles of dishes.

He turned to see a now 280-pound, 6'0" Donna walking-or rather, wobbling, swaying, and bouncing-over to him tantalizingly, every bulging curve in motion.

She had been at home all day, as usual, and her skimpy and totally outgrown attire reflected that. Gigantic, LLL-cup sized breasts were exploding out of a groaning camisole that did nothing to hide those monstrous mammaries, nipples obvious against the taunt fabric but still looking so massive and full despite being bra-less. Her plump belly was very much exposed, and poured over her tiny shorts that was being eaten alive by her love handles and vast hips. They did nothing to control the massive booty that now bulged away from Donna, equaling her monstrous tits up front in size and projecting enormously away from her. Big, juicy thighs rubbed together as she sauntered over, a goddess of curves and fertility.

"All these curves are YOUR doing, babe" she said, licking her lips as she pressed against him, her monstrous rack engulfing his face. He felt her well-fed belly, warm and stuffed with food he had prepared, press against his mealy torso.

"Feel these tits? These giant, fat tits that can barely fit into bras anymore, and that you can barely hold in your hand? All because you've been treating me so well" she giggled, grabbing one of his hands and putting it on one of her monstrous breasts. Indeed, his hand felt tiny against that titanic boobie.

She turned around now, so that his giant ass smothered his pelvic area, his hard cock sandwiched between humongous buttocks that were bursting out of her shorts.

"See this ass? This massive, fat ass that bulges over chairs and can't fit into jeans anymore? Totally your fault too" she grinned, wiggling her hips and making her giant cheeks wobble against his erection.

He put both hands on her vast buttocks, which were wider than three of him put together, and he wobbled it some more.

She liked to make him feel like he owned her, and that it really was all his doing that she was so big and bodacious.

A moment later, Donna was sitting on the kitchen counter as Trav fed her pastry after pastry, one hand ferrying the fattening treats to his hungry girl, and the other exploring her outrageous curves.

"...and I want these curves to grow even bigger" he grinned, as Donna licked his sugar-coated fingers after devouring her nth treat. She was so gluttonous and overabundant, and he loved it.

"Even BIGGER?" she said smiled at him, as he ran his hand over one of her megasized boobs. She loved the idea of it, but like with her fans, enjoyed playing coy with her boyfriend too. "When the bouncing of my tits and ass start ing on the richter scale, you'll be sorry" she giggled, shaking her mammoth rack for him and even causing a nipple to peek out of the outgrown top.

"I think I can deal with that" he said, heaving one of those gargantuan LLL-cup breasts out, and proceeding to suck on her nipple, even as he fed her.

"Mmmm if you say so, lover-boy" she cooed, as she felt his hand rub her chubby gut, before working its way down her huge inner thighs and into her shorts...

"Wow Donn, errrr, maybe it was a mistake lending you my workout clothes..." Mari, as she watched Donna wobble over to her.

Her 280 pound friend had crammed her overflowing curves into a form-fitting workout tank top and sports shorts. They would've been snug on Donna even when she and Mari were the same weight-a svelte 200 pounds-just because of Donna's overly endowed curves. But now 80 pounds heavier than her best friend, Donna was exploding out of them, her belly showing and boobs bursting and ass bulging.

"Come on Mar, you know I don't have any workout ware of my own" said Donna, putting her hands on her vast hips and facing her bestie. Her fearsome LLL-cup rack bulged heftily between them, making Mari's sizeable DD's look tiny by comparison.

"Besides, it's not THAT bad" lied the bodacious Nidorina, smiling down at her own overflowing cleavage, showing belly, and huge thighs. She turned at an angle, to show her giant booty bulging out of Mari's shorts, which didn't actually manage to stretch totally over it, almost half of her butt cheeks exposed.

"And I thought I had a big ass" chuckled Mari, slapping her friend's enormous rear which even Mari's large shorts couldn't contain. "You sure you wanna go out jogging dressed like this? My poor clothes might explode off you with your first step!"

"Oh come on, that's crazy" laughed Donna, already stretching her chubby arms up and making more belly show and causing that poor top to groan in protest against her boobs.

"Besides, I can't hide my curves from the world-I gotta share!" she winked, doing more stretches that made her gargantuan rack and booty...and even her huge thighs and well-fed tummy wobble.

"Curves enough to feed a small village" nodded Mari, watching the jiggle show. "I'm sure Trav can't get enough of you"

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In all honesty, Trav had started to feel that perhaps Donna was getting a bit TOO curvy. But she was just so overwhelming sexy, her curves so sinfully appealing, that he couldn't bring himself to it that, either verbally or physically.

She had him wrapped around her finger. She was a goddess of curves, gluttony, and hedonism, and he was her measly slave who worshiped her.

He was totally at Donna's command, and just couldn't tell her to stop, even as she ed the 300 pound mark, and continued to grow...

"...so yeah, basically my fans just keep telling me to get BIGGER for some reason" giggled his now 360-pound goddess, as he felt her crushing weight on his lap.

His feeble form seemed to sink into her, her giant ass crushing his lower half and her monstrous chest engulfing his upper half.

Of course her fans wanted her to get bigger. Her tits and ass knew no bounds. But THEY didn't have to feed this gluttonous goddess every day, help her squeeze into her ever-shrinking wardrobe each morning, and pleasure her even if your body couldn't handle all that Donna.

Even now, the couple were sitting on the living room couch, as Trav fed his enormous girlfriend who was now literally four times his size.

"Well your curves ARE getting very...ooooffff...outrageous, Donn" complemented Trav, as he brought another pastry to her greedy mouth. His voice was muffled by the side of one of her colossal breasts which was barely contained in the sports bra she was wearing.

Trav ed when he used to think Donna's G-cup bras were gigantic. They were, really, as they were bigger than his head and he could wear each cup as a helmet.

But now, he stared at the poor G-cup sports bra (the biggest the store had, unfortunately) which suddenly looked tiny and inadequate, buckling and groaning under Donna's now absolutely ginormous PP-cup sized boobs. Donna liked to remind him that her current size was equivalent to a GGGGGGGGGGG-cup bra. That was mind boggling to Trav. She was 10 cup sizes too big for a massive G-cup.

"So how was your workout with Mari?" he asked, one taunt nipple already peeking out of the creaking sports bra next to his face.

"Pretty good, I worked hard" she lied as crumbs flew out of her mouth and bounced off her monumental rack. She recalled spending most of her time walking at a slow pace on the treill, munching on sweets, while her personal trainer Gord the Nidoking watched her gigantic tits and ass shake with each step.

Donna was loyal to her boyfriend, but she did enjoy flirting with Gord once in a while, since she knew for sure that he appreciated her curves. He was a lean-figured Nidoking, 160 pounds and cut with muscle, and her billowing figure felt enormous against him when he would assist her during workouts. She often caught him staring at her humongous boobs bouncing or her gigantic booty wobbling with each rep, but she didn't mind. In fact, she rather liked the stares, and not just from Gord, but from most people in the gym.

"You must've gotten a lot of stares, sexy" he smiled, rubbing her massive boob. A 360-pound Nidorina with gargantuan boobs and a monstrous booty crammed into tiny underwear-like clothes would certainly draw a lot of attention.

"It's those fans of mine, purposely getting me a sports bra waaaayyy too small. Sure it was the biggest one in the store, but still, they can't expect me to fit these monsters into a tiny G-cup!" she exclaimed, bouncing her own massive rack which her boyfriend was smothering in.

"Well your workouts seem to be working..." he teased, his hand going down to her fat belly which was fully exposed and sitting in the shadow of her balcony-like bosom. He gave it a squeeze and some pats, feeling it wobble. 'Damn...Donn's really getting big' he thought a bit unsurely, feeling his overfed girlfriend's blubber jiggle.

"Har-har very funny" she said with a smile and a roll of her eyes, even as she accepted another treat from her boyfriend. She knew he was only teasing, and honestly, she was really starting to like her jelly-belly, wobbly arms, and huge thighs too along with her usual tremendous tits and ass...

"Totally your fault that I'm this chubby. Now shut up, feed me, and rub my belly...your enormously curvy girlfriend demands it" she giggled, biting her lip as she smiled down at him, seeing his face disappear into her cleavage.

*SNAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

The band of her bra snapped, and the poor thing flew across the room. Donna's gargantuan breasts tumbled out, drowning Trav even more, as they slapped heavily onto her fat belly and looking so full and shapely even for their size.

"Yes, your Hugeness" came Trav's joking, muffled voice as she now couldn't see him buried underneath her own mammoth tits. She only saw a small feeble hand reach over the sea of cleavage before her, and offer an �clair.

"Being a curvy girl is awesome" said the 360-pound Nidorina happily, taking a bite.