The Big Reunion Part 6 - Katara WG

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“Even with all I had done, I knew that when I faced my parents, they would be furious with me for running away. For a few days, it seemed I was right, and they didn’t say much to me.

“That changed about a week later, on my 13th birthday. They woke me up and told me to get ready, because they had cooked up a big feast to celebrate my birthday and ‘my service to the nation.’ They said I was a hero, that they couldn’t be prouder of what I had done.

“I was suspicious, but I was also ravenous. I dressed and walked into this room to find that it was true. The table was loaded up with a huge spread of expensive and delicious food from all over the world. My mom led me over to this chair,” she slapped the throne-like chair she was currently overflowing, “which they had had made especially for me. She then ordered the servants to bring me anything I asked for.
“I could feel that there were others in the room, but I didn’t recognize any of them. My mom whispered to me that they were friends of my father, business partners and such, and she expected me to be on my best behavior.

“I knew right then what this was. They weren’t congratulating me, they were showing me off to their business pals. After years of keeping me a secret, because of helping you guys now I was just a sort of trophy to put on display. I decided then that if they wanted a show, I’d give them a show.
I ordered up helping after helping of the fattiest, sloppiest foods on the table. I even went so far as to crawl up on the table, my bloated belly already stuffed full of food, and start shoveling food into my mouth from right off the platters. It did the trick, and my parents were horrified. Or at least they were acting like they were. I have to give them credit, they know me better than I thought they did. They had counted on me doing my best to embarrass them in front of their friends.”

“Why?” asked Sokka.

“I didn’t realize it at the time, but they were trying to fatten me up on purpose. They knew walls and guards had failed to keep me in before, so they were trying a different strategy.

“They didn’t know me well enough, though, because there was a big hole in their plan: as much as they understood how rebellious I am, they still saw me as the same fragile, delicate flower they had for my entire, so they had overlooked something very important: earth bending.”

“What does that have to do with them fattening you up?” asked Ty Lee with a look of confusion.

“Everything, because I decided I could use it to punish them, while still enjoying all the delicious food their money could buy: by doing exactly what they wanted me to.”

“Now I’m confused, too,” said Aang.

“Just hold on, Twinkle Toes, I’ll explain. You see, I could punish them by making them spend gobs on money on food to feed me, while still maintaining mobility no matter how big I got thanks to bending. So long as I could keep it a secret, I could get out of the house while they were gone. So I got to punish them for what they were trying to do, all the while getting this incredibly, beautifully fat on delicious foods. It was a win-win situation for me.”

“So how much do you weigh now?” asked Mai.

“Mai?!” shouted Zuko, taken aback by her directness.
Mai just shot him back a glare.

“It’s okay Zuko,” replied Toph, “Mai and I are on the same page here, I think. Well, as you can see, at my size there aren’t many scales that can hold me. So every year on my birthday I send some of the servants down to the market to get a livestock scale. They should be back with it soon.”
“Today’s your birthday?” Katara asked.

“Yup. I’m 18 today. It’s been five whole years since I first started gaining weight. What was I at last year, Deng?” she asked, gesturing to the young servant Katara had noticed earlier.

“Hold on, I was prepared for this,” he said, and he reached into a pocket in his servant’s robe and pulled out a sheet of paper.

“This sheet has Ms. Bei Fong’s weight readings for each of the years so far we’ve taken it,” he explained.

“Good thinking, Deng! Read them all off!” exclaimed Toph.
“Thank you. Here goes: first off, we didn’t weigh her to start with, but together we estimated she was probably about 80 pounds to start off with at 13. The first official weigh in was at 14, and she came in at 203 pounds, a gain of about 120 pounds.”

“That was just me warming up though,” Toph said with a big grin.

“Indeed it was,” Deng agreed, “at 15, she weighed in at 434 pounds, a gain of 231 pounds.”

Katara and the rest of the gang’s slack jawed expressions, illuminated by her increased vision, just made Toph’s grin get wider.

“At 16, she was 677 pounds, a gain of 243 pounds. At this point, she had lost mobility without the aid of her earth bending. Because of this, last year she weighed 980 pounds, a gain of 303 pounds.”

“And I’m hoping to beat that record this year. What did we estimate my weight at yesterday?”

“We had figured on at least 1400, ma’am.”

“Sweet. But seriously, don’t call me ma’am, Deng, call me Toph.”

“But… ma’am, the guests…”

“I don’t think they mind. Please, just do it for me,” she said with a smile.

“Alright… Toph,” he said, returning the smile, “If you’ll excuse me, I’ll go check on if the other servants have returned with the scale.”

“Ok, Deng, and thank you.”

Deng bowed toward Toph and then toward her guests, and then left out a back door, Katara guessed it to be a servant’s entrance.

There was a short silence, and Katara was the first to speak up, saying, “So Toph, you really like being this fat, don’t you? I mean, how can you not miss being able to get up and around whenever you want… at least under your own power?”

“I’m going to be bluntly honest here…”

“What a surprise,” joked Sokka.

Toph cracked another smile and continued, “I’ve never felt anything as… incredible… before. With all this extra weight, my ‘sight’ is better than ever. Plus, with being blind, you know that my other senses are much more sensitive. You just can’t imagine what it’s like to just sit and feel so much. Feel your massive body pressing against everything. Cool stone. Soft fabric. Feel all your warm, soft flesh undulating with the slightest movements. Feel the sheer size of your body, the fact that there is just so much of you. Even incredible doesn’t do it justice. It really is indescribable.”

Katara sat in rapt silence. As she listened, she was shocked to find that she felt strangely… aroused. She even found herself blushing.

Luckily for her, everyone else’s attention was on Toph. Toph’s attention, however, was on her, and Katara knew she had felt her reaction, her heart quickening.

Toph simply smiled knowingly, and then turned her attention to Mai, and asked, “So Mai, you’ve heard how I got this way. What’s your story?”


Mai looked around warily at the others at the table, then over to Zuko, who nodded in encouragement. She could see everyone was waiting eagerly to hear what had made her waist expand so dramatically.

“Looks like I don’t have much of a choice,” she said with a small sigh.

“Nope! It’s my birthday and I want to hear this,” exclaimed Toph with a big, toothy, grin.

“Alright, alright. Ty Lee and Zuko already know plenty about this, I don’t know if the rest of you do. I was raised in a family with political ambitions that required me to be little miss perfect all the time to please our guests. This included always being very careful about what I ate, and when I ate, only taking a ‘lady-like’ amount and eating nice and daintily. But I loved food, from when I was very little, but I had to repress that to accommodate my parent’s ambitions.

“Now that I’m with Zuko, though, he’s already the Fire Lord so he doesn’t really need to be ambitious, and since I’m not into all that political crap myself, I decided I wasn’t going to let those old rules keep me from doing what I wanted anymore. I’m with Toph here. I love being big. I love eating, and food. I love watching my body expand in all different places, and I don’t care what anyone else thinks about it.”

“Not even Zuko?” Katara asked with a sly smile.

Zuko blushed, and looked like he was about to say something, but Mai cut him off.

“We’ve talked about it, and he told me he understands,” she put on her own sly little smirk, “and he won’t admit it but I think he likes it.”

“What?! I… well…” Zuko sputtered out, unable to make himself form a real sentence.

“Oh, Zuko, c’mon!” shouted Ty Lee, “We’re all friends here! If there’s anyone you can tell about this kind of stuff, it’s us! Spill it out!”

“Ok, ok,” he paused for a short moment, then took a deep breath and continued, “I like it. I really, really like how… fat Mai has gotten. It’s so soft and squishy and it makes her skin so smooth and I… I guess I do just like larger women.”

He looked over at Mai, who seemed surprised at his honesty, and they both smiled amorously at each other.

“So what about you Sokka,” interjected Suki, looking straight into his eyes, “what would you think if I gained a few pounds, huh?”

This time it was Sokka’s turn to start sputtering, “I think you’re beautiful just how you are… that is, I think you would also look beautiful even if you did… because you’re beautiful!”

“Sokka, its okay,” said Suki soothingly, “I know talking with girls about their weight is a bit of a minefield but I just want you to relax and tell me how you feel. I promise I won’t be angry with you.”

They both smiled at each other and Sokka replied, “Alright. Well, I think that there are some girls, like Toph and Mai, who love being big, and love food and eating, and well, I think that love makes the whole being fat thing… work, I guess. I just don’t see that with you, though. I know that your love is in fighting, and being a warrior. I don’t think you would be happy like that, so I wouldn’t be happy, either.”

“Aw, Sokka. See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?” said Suki, and the two of them stood and leaned across the table for a quick peck on the lips before sitting back down.

Katara looked over at Aang, and could see his shaved head starting to glisten slightly from sweating. She knew he knew his turn in the spotlight was next, and he was visibly anxious. She felt bad for him, and so couldn’t bring herself to ask him how he felt about her recent weight gain, as small as it was compared to Toph’s, and how he might feel if she gained even more, perhaps intentionally. Even she wasn’t sure how she felt about that last part.

Suki intervened, however, and spoke up to ask Aang as well.

“So, Aang. The other two have said their piece, so now it’s your turn. What would you think if Katara put on a few pounds?”

Aang took a few moments to compose himself, and then said, “I think that no matter what size you are, you’re beautiful.”

Katara smiled, and was about to say something when Deng reentered the room.

“Toph,” he declared, “the scale has arrived.”


The massive bronze scale was rolled into the room by a team of servants, struggling against its size and weight.
It was fairly simple, with a single wide, square platform, equipped with various restraint mechanisms, as it was normally where the livestock would stand, but in this case, where Toph would be placed. Above the platform was a circular, clock-like dial that ranged from 0 to 4000 pounds.
The scale was in place a few minutes after being rolled in, just to Toph’s left.

With great strain, Toph lifted her fat engorged arms and bent the earth beneath her golden throne, turning the chair to face the scale. She created a small, raised platform of earth, and with the help of the servants, including five just to lift her massive belly, she was lifted onto it. With another motion of her arms, the platform slid her to the scale, at which point the servants were once again required to lift her onto it, the stain of the work causing many of them to break out into a sweat.
Her whole body jiggling from all the commotion, Toph sat on the scale with a huge smile on her face.

“So what does it say?!” she exclaimed excitedly.

“Hold on,” said Sokka, “give it some time to settle.”

A few moments passed, and finally the movement of the needle, as well as Toph’s jiggling fat, ceased, and Deng gave the reading, “1393 pounds! A gain of 413 pounds!”

Everyone in the room clapped, and Toph shouted, “Woo hoo! Beat the old record by a landslide!”

She threw her arms as far in the air as she could, and again Katara couldn’t help but feel strangely aroused as she watched all of that fat shaking and jiggling. She knew she needed to figure out how she felt about this all, and soon. She couldn’t keep harboring these feelings of confusion.

Ty Lee ran to Toph, and wrapped her arms as far around her colossal stomach as far as they could reach.

“Congratulations!” she shouted, a big grin on her face as she slowly sank into Toph’s belly fat.

“You know, Ty Lee,” commented Mai dryly, “you seem pretty enthusiastic about all this fat around you. You got something you want to tell us, too?”

“I don’t care if you guys know! I love fat people! They’re so squishy and fun! I don’t know if I’d want to be myself, but you guys sure do make being fat ole slobs seem pretty great!” she responded with her usual enthusiasm.

Toph let out a tremendous belch and shouted, “That’s the spirit!”

“I think this is going to be an interesting week,” observed Suki.

Mai smiled and patted her large, tight, food stuffed stomach, and said, “I don’t know about you, but I don’t plan on leaving here without a few extra pounds.”

“I love you guys, so much” said Toph.

Everyone laughed, and then Sokka stretched his arms, yawning, and said, “I am so full of food right now, I just want to go curl up in bed.”

“Yeah, I think I’m ready for bed, too,” agreed Aang, “You coming Katara or do you want to stay here?”

“Could you stay here, Katara, I have something I want to ask you,” said Toph.

“Sure thing, Toph. Go ahead Aang, I’ll be there soon,” said Katara.

She nodded at everyone else, and they all understood that she and Toph wished to be left alone. They all said their good nights, exchanged a few hugs, and then headed back to their rooms.

When she could feel that the room was empty, Toph clapped her hands, and a few servants re-entered and with their help, and the help of earth bending, Toph was taken off the scale and placed back on her throne. With that, some servants wheeled the scale out of the room.

“Ok, Katara,” she said, “I asked you to stay for two reasons. First, because it’s my bath time and having a waterbender around would be a big help. That is, if you don’t mind seeing me, you know… naked.”

Katara blushed slightly and hesitated for a few seconds, taken aback somewhat by Toph’s directness, though she immediately reminded herself she should be used to that by now.

“Um, okay. I’d be glad to help.”

“Great! This way we can talk while I bathe, too, because the second reason I wanted you to hang around was that I felt how you reacted to when I was talking about how much I love being fat. I know those feelings can be really confusing, especially for you seeing types who worry more about your appearance.”

As she spoke, the servants went to work pulling off her robe, which at this point was almost entirely unrecognizable under all the food remains that coated its surface. As they lifted it above her head and through her arms, Katara got her first look at what lay beneath, and did her best not to gawk.

Now released from their cloth prison, Toph’s gargantuan, fat engorged breasts were laid bare for all to see, a fact that Toph herself seemed none too disturbed about. They looked like massive, rotund, fleshy pillows, and Katara surmised they probably were just as soft. She also estimated they were about as long as her outstretched arm and as each as wide as Katara herself.

Luckily for them, though, her stomach was far larger, giving them a place to rest, and most fortunately, preventing them from falling and hanging over her fatty flanks. Katara couldn’t even imagine having that much weight pulling down on her sides.

While Katara was busy admiring Toph’s incredible bust, the servants had simply moved on, completely unbothered by the sight of their naked master, and filled at least a dozen wooden buckets with water. Each bucket was about knee high, and about half an arms length wide, meaning there was plenty of water for washing. Others had retrieved soap as well as cloths for cleaning and drying. Still others had brought another bed sheet like garment that Katara assumed was Toph’s nightgown.

“So,” said Toph, slapping her hands down on her enormous breasts, “like what you see?”

Already feeling a little hot under the collar, Katara tried her best not to stammer, but it was in vain.

“I… I… I just… I don’t really know,” she replied, trying her best to compose herself, “I know now that there’s a part of me that wants really badly to be just like you, that thinks that how you are is so incredibly beautiful and sexy and… I just don’t know if I could do it, though. Being that huge, just laying around, always eating, eating, eating… it would be too much, I think.”

“Well, hold on Katara, you can gain some without getting this big. I love this lifestyle, being so lazy and gluttonous, but I know it’s not for everyone.”

“Thanks for understanding Toph. I think you’ve really matured over these past years. How big do you think I could get, though?”

“Well, you’ve seen where Mai is at, though now that she knows Zuko’s… preferences, I doubt she’ll be staying that size for long, what do you think about that?”

“Bigger.”

“Alright, alright… hmm, Deng, will you go get Jin from the kitchen please?”

Deng looked up from where he was helping organize the buckets, nodded and said, “Yes, Toph, I’ll be right back.”

With that he walked out of the room.

“While he’s gone, let’s get started. Katara, would you bend that water onto me? We usually just move front to back, so you can start on my stomach. You should probably take off that robe, too, wouldn’t want to ruin it.”

Katara nodded and lifted the robe off and over her head, giving her another glimpse of her swollen, and now food stuffed, belly sticking out from between her under-wrappings.

With that, she bent the water out of one of the wooden buckets and splashed it on top of Toph’s belly, leaving the skin slick and shiny. The servants then descended upon it with their soap and towels, rubbing and scrubbing all across the surface of her skin, the massive “main” bulge of her stomach, the folds and rolls of fat along her sides, and even inside her gaping belly button. Katara even grabbed a cloth herself and started to help out.

As she was scrubbing, loving every moment of feeling Toph’s soft, supple flesh, Deng reentered the room, followed by a woman who, under normal circumstances, would have been considered enormously fat, but here was still dwarfed by Toph.

She looked to be about 500 pounds, with a huge, rotund belly that extended about two feet in front of her face, and hung down almost to her knees. Its great size was straining even the loose fabric of her clothing.

Most remarkable, however, were her massive breasts, whose great weight pushed even her stomach down a few inches. Their great girth pushed so heavily on her underclothes that Katara could see their outline against the fabric of her robes.

Regaining her senses, Katara examined her other features. She had a beautiful face, only slightly touched by the fat, even retaining a single, angular chin. She had a cute button nose, and small, mischievous and fun (?) looking eyes that were a stunning green. Her mouth had a small, mischievous smirk to match her eyes. Atop her head rested long lengths of raven black hair, tied into a large braid.

She wore the standard green-brown Bei Fong servant robes, but with a large white apron flowing down her belly to her knees.

As she waddled over, she lifted her fat bloated arms and waved at Katara, shouting out a hearty, “Hello!” from across the room. Toph perked up slightly when she heard her voice.

“Hello,” answered Katara, “you must be Jin.”

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Part 6 of my Avatar Weight Gain story, and its a doozy. Which makes me wonder, is anyone actually reading the story part? I mean, I'll probably keep writing it regardless because I like it but I'm just curious.

Anyways, this part is a lot longer because I'm looking to speed things up, or else I'll be making these til the day I die.

Also, I tried a bit harder than usual on my highlights. Any comments?

Anyways, the Avatar characters are copyright Nickelodeon and Viacom yadda yadda yadda.