Accept her fate

"Hot damn toots! You lookin' hotter already! And you make a fine home, all you need is a big back porch and this next load should do the trick~" The ghost would say before grabbing his flaccid cock with both hands and stroking it until it grew hard all over again throbbing in his hands, his balls sloshing and churning all over again getting to work making another gooey load to spray her insides with as his cock erupted like a pent up firehouse filling up her stretching stomach to the point he was knee deep in his own pool of bubbling hot ghost jizz which would be rapidly absorbed by her body and converted into more layers of fresh fat to coat her body with most of it going towards her ass as he intended.

But the slobbish spook was far from done renovating his new bachelor pad, even Gwen's insides smelled much too clean for his liking and knew exactly how to stink up the place, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth he would channel his supernatural essence into a roaring rumble emitting from his own flabby gut before he unleashed a barrage of ass gas that smelled absolutely foul and putrid it reeked far worse than anything the underworld could muster up. The gas soon finding ways to escape the confines of Gwen from the usual means expelling from the growing blob in the form of noxious fumes bursting free from her much fatter ass and chubby lips, staining the air with its horrid smelling green haze.

"Whooo! Now it smells like a REAL bachelor's pad in here! But eh, what the heck? I can do a bit of gardening too while I'm at it!"

Gwen would afterwards feel a bit of stubble start to form under her sweat coated armpits, said stubble would soon bloom into long, thick, and coarse armpit hair that permeated the air around her with its pure eye watering stench.

She looked around the room **** to find anything to help with the situation but it was already much too late for her. Gwen's body gurgled loudly as she felt her stomach quickly tighten, only to sag heavily even more towards the ground with gravity. She groaned in pain as the button of her jeans popped, sending the button far across the room and with that her whole front sloshed forward and down. She still had her heavy belly in her hands, which steadily could reach less and less of her own body. She felt a hot tingling in her ass and whimpered as she looked back to watch in horror as it rapidly began swelling outwards. Her zipper slid down her jeans but it wasn't enough as they ripped down her thighs and across her massive ass.

Gwen stumbled about once more, now more of a slow waddle as she felt her cheeks fill with another fresh batch of rancid gas letting out the loud burp that immediately made her gag aloud in sheer disgust of what she was becoming. Her eyes now fully pouring out tears from both her despair and the various smells her body was producing. Her ass erupted with another loud percussive fart, watching as she looked back to actually see the foul gas. Her ass quivering as her hips widened far too wide for any normal door to handle, she panted heavily and groaned as she felt a greasy layer of sweat begin to leak from her.

But that was only the beginning as her arms became uncomfortably itchy, a full on bush actually growing out of her clothes, soaked and coated in buttery greasy sweat. But then she felt it all over, she looked down as her clean shaven pussy, already having made a thick and present camel toe began growing its own sweaty and musty bush poking from the elastic of her underwear. She was full blown crying now as her stomach reached her thighs, which were tearing apart her jeans steadily. More and more of her body was exposed by the second, only two buttons held her plaid shirt on. Not that her shirt or her under shirt-covered her belly at all. They more so acted like a massive bra for the massive heavy tits trying to sag as they sloshed with milk.

Her arms fell limp to her sides, almost too heavy to lift either of them now easily being 500 pounds or even more. It was amazing that she could even still stand with her ass being as wide as a double door, and her pants no longer left nothing to the imagination. A constant barrage of burps and farts that made her gag plagued her every second. And she began slow and heavy wide steps towards the lift that led outside. Taking almost thirty seconds just to take one step, it was useless. She wasn't quite sweating too hard yet but as her labored breathing continued her triplet of chins jiggled. Her arms couldn't even rest at her sides anymore, they sat at 45 degree angles on her wide obese frame.

"P-Please... BUUUAAAARRRP Please! It's t-too m-m-muuuu- PPPPFFFFRRRTTT BBBWWWWAAAAAAUUUURRRPP!"