Mighty Switch Force: Fatty Wagon

“Hold it!  You can’t outrun the law!”  The helmet on Patricia, or as she was commonly known as Patty, Wagon’s head riled up as she maintained her pursuit of one of the cunning Hooligan sisters.  Not being satisfied with a boring life of solitary confinement the sisters once again broke out of their highly secured cells about back out into the bustling streets of Planet Land.  Patty had spent the good amount of six hours tracking down every last one of the elusive blondes.  She thought it bizarre that the sister she was after had such a lead on her, considering that she had a large ball tied to her ankle.  

“Run all you want but you ain’t getting me!”  The sister who was known among her siblings as Rocky found her running into a dead end.  She was surrounded by walls while back up towards a fence.  Her options were severely limited.

“Look I don’t wanna keep running any more than you do.  So why don’t you do us both a favor and come with me?”  

“Fat chance copper!”  With unforeseen strength, Rocky picked up the chained ball attached to her and threw it over the fence.  Her super thin body was quickly flung along with it, as though she were merely paper.  She laughed triumphantly before picking up the stone ball and making a mad dash for it.  This was a tough one for Patty, even if she were to get over the fence Rocky would be long gone by the point and this silly chase would only continue longer than needed.  That’s when she realized that she was standing in the outline of a switch box.

“Let’s see.”  Patty’s helmet lit up for a brief second, a large blue box appeared right before her.  She climbed the box before realizing that another, equally large block appeared in front of it blocking her progression.  “Maybe if I just.”  Patty did a forward jump off the block, her helmet lit up once more and the block in front of her as well as the one below her vanished just as soon as they arrived.  “That’s the way!  Now where did she..hey!”  Patty made a mad dash for Rocky who was just barely within her view, the two ran past an old worn down baking factory which sat in the middle of the futuristic city rotting away.  The sound of a rusted door creaking open and quickly shutting drew Patty towards it.  With her back against the entrance, she readied her pistol and headed inside.  She could barely see anything inside of the dam facility, with only a small light at the end of her gun Patty slowly inched through the dusty warehouse.  “She’s gotta be here somewhere, those pesky sisters never know when to give up.”

Littered around the floor were the rotted remains of half-eaten doughnuts among other pastries.  The sound of flies buzzing around the food creeped Patty out quite a bit.  “The sooner I get out of here the better.”  Deeper into the factory she went, walking past large broken machines that once produced sweets on a daily basis, there was a sort of sublime feeling to it all.  Patty’s attention was drawn to a large pair of pink doors, behind which she heard some sort of rattling.  Quietly she creaked the door open and readied her pistol to the surprise of absolutely no one, the sound she had heard was the churning of one of the machines, it appeared that someone had turned it on, it was as if it were making baked goods just like it used to.  Despite the actively functioning machines, there was still no sign of Rocky anywhere.  Patty checked every nook and cranny there was but still, no sign of the stone bound criminal anywhere.  That’s when a sudden light drew Patty’s attention to a small table with a box of freshly baked doughnuts ripped for the eating.  Each plump doughnut was caked in multicolored icing, like gemstones they glistened in the eyes of the professional officer.  Patty’s keen instinct told her that this was some sort of trap, who lays out fresh doughnuts in the middle of an abandoned factory?  And yet just the effort and care that went into making these doughnuts caused Patty to throw caution to the wind.  She picked up one of the treats and gave it a good inspection, it felt and looked like a doughnut, why should it not also taste like one.  

Without even thinking of it, Patty had brought the irresistible pastry right to her lips, she took one bite and couldn’t believe what she had just done.  Her eyes widened, her mouth already watering from just one bite.  The taste was indescribable, it tasted like she had just eaten an entire candy store’s worth of sugary treats all in one go.  “This...this is amazing!  Definitely, the best doughnut I’ve ever tasted!”  With a happy grin, she took another bite of the doughnut.  Her face lighting up as she closed her eyes and smiled.  “Yummy!”  Patty patted her tummy which felt much softer than she remembered.  “What the?”  Patty’s stomach rumbled violently, so loud that it echoed through the dirty factory walls.  The rumble brought her attention back to her uniform which felt much tighter.  There was more belly than before, the doughy mass jiggling across the top of Patty’s thighs.  Patty was shocked by this and frantically tried to think of a solution.  “Why do I feel so bloated from one little doughnut?”  

Patty didn’t want to believe it but the proof was now tearing a hole in her spandex uniform, cream colored flesh poking through it.  She gave her belly more pokes but none of that stopped it from overflowing past her hips which had also undergone some growth, becoming twice as wide as when she first took a bite of the doughnut with excess skin spilling out of the top of her suit.  “I’m blowing up like some kind of fat balloon!”  Reaching down to pick up another doughnut Patty saw her arm now caked in a thin layer of flab jiggle even when she gently extended it.  Thankfully it didn’t seem like her face was affected by the odd gain but who knew how much longer that would be.

“Hehe, the extra weight looks good on your chief.”
 
“Yeah, you’re filling up quite nicely.”  Out of the shadows, all surrounding Patty appeared the Hooligan Sisters, each of them with a satisfied smirk on their faces.  

“But..but I locked all of you up already.  How are you here?”

“Oh, Miss. Wagon, you should be fully aware that we have our means of slipping passed your grip when you aren’t looking.  Why frankly I’m a little insulted that it didn’t even occur to you that we would try something like this.”  Though the Sisters didn’t have an official leader it usually came down to Scarlet to serve as the speaker of the group, she reached into the doughnut box and pulled out another of the delectably plump doughnuts and waved it in front of Patty’s swelling face.  “We had this whole set up planned out from the very beginning.  Why do you think Rocky ran inside of an old bakery?  This isn’t some sort of newfound love of urban exploring, it’s a plan to get you out of our hair once and for all.”  Scarlet slowly walked over to the plumping cop and waved a doughnut in her face.  “But rather than explain that plan I’ll just let the doughnuts do the talking.  I’m sure as you’ve already seen these babies really pack a punch to your paunch.”

Patty was a tough officer, it was how she got her job in the first place.  But right now she felt completely succumbed to Scarlet’s dominating demeanor.  “What?  I thought all cops loved doughnuts.”  She teased while pressing the doughnuts between Patty’s lips.  With a laugh, she gave Patty’s growing gut a squeeze.  “Don’t worry, there's’ gonna be plenty more belly where that came from.  In fact, there’s probably gonna be more everything else if these work like they’re supposed to.  But just to make sure you get every last bite.”  Scarlet whistled for two of the sisters to grab Patty and tie her to a chair that they no doubt had brought in themselves.  In any other instance, Patty would have no problem taking on the sisters on her own.  However, with both her pistol and block switch helmet being taken away from her she was but mince work for the sisters who strapped her tightly to a chair that they no doubt had brought with them.  Once Patty was in position a large machine in front of the chair hummed to life, being reawakened about decades of inert rest.  

“Hehe, bundled up tight like a pig in a blanket.”

“Hope all that fat doesn’t pop the straps off.”

“I think we should have brought a bigger chair.”  The sister pointed and mocked the vulnerable cop who struggled to free herself from the tight grip of the chair.  

“What’s wrong?  Too tight for ya?  Well, now you know how it feels when you lock us down with those unbearable cuffs.  Well soon you’re gonna be nothing more than a helpless ball of blubber and we’re going to rule the streets once again.  Nice knowing you chief.”  The sisters laughed before leaving Patty all on her own with the machine.  The doughnut Scarlet had put in her mouth before hand had already done its damage on Patty’s body.  Her hips and butt had a wobble to them that they didn’t previously, the creamy flesh bobbled the more Patty tried to free herself.

As soon as the newly created fat had spread across Patty’s growing frame the delicate but firm arm of the machine effortlessly shoved another fattening doughnut into Patty’s unwilling mouth.  Even trying to spit the treat out didn’t stop the lard from spreading.  Her tummy peeped through the restraints of the chair.  Try as she might she tried to move her mouth away from the mechanical arm of the machine, with a third doughnut shoved between her lips it’s was now hard to tell whether or not her cheeks had gotten chubby or if they were just full of doughnuts.  Patty felt helpless yet she still needed to find a way out of this mess.  Her mouth was getting tired from the constant chewing.  Patty continued to struggle, her swelling arms and legs flailing as she felt her body growing fatter by the second.  

Things weren’t looking good for the elite chief.  The chair she was sitting on was now groaning under the mass of her almost five hundred pound body.  The patrol officer’s uniform was designed to be flexible and versatile, however now it was being tested to its limits as her doughy body was now making tares with creamy white flesh poking through.  Whatever material the sisters used to tie Patty in place was definitely doing its job well, despite how bloated she had become the straps were still keeping her well in place.  She was still at the mercy of the machine, coming up with a plan to escape was hard when you’re constantly being fed sugary treats.  Underneath her, the groaning of the metal chair was making it hard to concentrate.  “Ugh, this stupid chair is annoying me.  I wish I could just..hey wait!”  That’s when Patty thought of something that may just work, it seems counter intuitive but if she could get big enough to snap the restraining straps she might be able to free herself.  “Bring it!”

Patty took another doughnut, this one being her sixth and chomped it down with more energy than ever.  Already she could feel its effect on her body as she blimped up even further, becoming rounder and heavier.  The sound of the straps reaching their limits was exactly what she wanted to hear, despite pushing the six hundred pound mark she knew that they would have to give in at some point.  She was hoping that point would come sooner then later on account that her arms and legs were becoming so round that it would be quite surprising if she would be able to use them.  Below her Patty’s almost three-foot wide butt was pouring over the seat of the chair, while her legs were now pressed uncomfortably tight against one another.  Finally, with a loud snap, the restraints popped off her like buttons, though she quickly dropped to the floor like a rock Patty quickly got back on her now heavier feet.

Unfortunately, Patty was now a parody of her former self.  Where once was a lean crimefighter now stood a near six hundred pound butterball.  Everything down to her pudgy feet up to her bloated head was filled to the brim with fat.  Not to mention that her police uniform had torn off her almost completely, leaving little to the imagination.  She took a few steps in the form of slow waddles, her hips and butt bobbed along with each step she took.  “Damn, I’m in no shape to keep up with a slug, let alone the Hooligan Sisters.  I’m gonna need to call in for backup.”  Reaching past the soft folds that developed around her hips, she eventually grabbed her radio and called in for Patrol Bot who accompanied her on missions.  While waiting for her companion Patty took the time to get a better feel for all the extra blubber she now had to carry around.  Grabbing the accumulated fat under her arms she gave it a deep pinch and wasn’t happy with how much there was, she frowned knowing that all of her well-toned muscle was now hidden underneath a thick layer of fat.  “I’m so freaking huge.”  She sighed while giving her huge belly a shake.

A loud crash and the sound of a large machine hovering downward indicating that the Patrol Bot had finally arrived.  When he landed he seemed a bit puzzled by how huge Patty had gotten but nevertheless was just as willing to assist the officer as always.  He opened his torso allowing Patty to hop inside, Patty waddled over and slowly lifted one leg inside which brought Patrol Bot closer to the ground, before she was able to get the rest of her inside her four foot wide butt didn’t exactly fit inside, she was eventually able to shimmy inside though there was still some dough poking out the sides.  Now normally Patrol Bot’s torso would seal itself with Patty secured before lifting off, but since Patty now had much more belly than before there was now no was for the torso to come down to all that fat.  “Come on Patrol Bot they’re getting away!”  With no other choice, Patrol Bot slowly rose back into the air using double the fuel to carry the now much heavier Patty.

Once they were out of the factory Patty spotted Scarlet rushing down the busy shopping district, there were cars racing abound and people scattered all over.  In her hands were two gym bags full of presumably stolen goods.  Patrol Bot activated his siren while Patty reached for a pager.  “Stop thief!  You are under arrest!”  Scarlet peeked behind her to see the bloated officer cushioned inside of Patrol Bot who seemed to just barely be able to float above the pedestrians.

“How did she?”  Ignoring the flying fat woman Scarlet zipped through the unsuspecting crowd of people, Patty from above kept a keen eye on her.

“I got a plan, just try and get her into a wide open area.”  Patty signaled to Patrol Bot.  The chase continued on, passersby were puzzled at the sight of a much softer looking Patty Wagon hovering above them, most made a clearing as to not be potentially under Patrol Bot when he would inevitably fall.  Scarlet ran into a large garden area with a fountain in the center, all the running she was doing was exhausting.  

“I can’t believe I’m losing my sweat to a fatty.”  She panted before taking a short rest in front of the fountain.

“Perfect!  Patrol Bot, drop me!”  A large, circular shadow enveloped the tricky thief, which only grew until it aloud “fwamp!”  Patty’s wobbling mass landed right on top of Scarlet.  Scarlet gasped as she tried to pull her way out of Patty’s butt crack.  “You’re coming with me!  And so are the rest of your no good sisters.”  The crowd, though still confused by Patty’s new frame cheered while Scarlet rolled her eyes.

“Stupid blimp.”