Allison’s private Wonka tour

Allison stopped eating the candy bar as she spat out a small bit of chocolate into her hand with some...weird yellow foil. "What the hell?" She looked at the weird golden paper in the rest of the Wonka chocolate bar and the thick bite mark she left.

She had heard the stories about women all over the world winning the wonderful tour of Willy Wonka's wonderous chocolate factory. She had heard tales of endless candy as a prize and that no one had heard from any of the guests since they went to the factory. "I guess they loved the place so much they didn't want to leave.." She tapped her cheek and looked at the bar. She was a bit old to spend a day off work, pigging out on candy and sweets like a younger woman or a gum-addicted brat. She could scalp the ticket and sell it to someone for millions of dollars or trade it in for something spectacular.

Anything was a good option as an exchange but Allison decided, against her better judgement, to go for it. This was a once in a lifetime event that she didn't want to miss out on and she was already hungry enough to eat an entire factory's supply of chocolate and treats. Allison walked down to the factory's gates, ticket in hand, as she sighed. "I can't believe I'm here at his factory. Ugh, I can feel the inner fat girl inside of me drooling already." Allison waltzed closer to the front doors of the massive brick and mortar 1800s steampunk factory. She walked up to the gate and saw it had a "TICKETS PLEASE" scanner that was there to make sure anyone that didn't have the golden ticket remained outside.

She pulled it out, hoping it would still read even with a bite mark on it, and...SUCCESS! She heard the ~DING~ as a light turned green on the reader while the gates ~CREEEAKED~ open wide to let her inside of the old factory. Allison was an older woman, who wore a blue button-up outfit with a red belt, and a pair of slip-on shoes and stockings. She had long hair that hung over her shoulders and a curvaceous ass with a chubby pair of tits to match. She wasn't fat by any means but she could stand to lose a couple of pounds.

She walked into the lobby, looking around the massive inner-workings of the building, as she saw a Statue of the Chocolatier himself with a fountain of chocolate pouring down from it. Allison gasped as she saw, behind the statue, was the man himself. He had a brown top hat, older features, and a purple tailcoat with an eccentric style. "You're...You're him! Willy Wonka! I am a a huge fan of your candy! I eat it everyday!" Willy Wonka gave her a half-smile, looking at her up and down, as he smirked. "I can see that, my dear girl." Wonka sneered and gestured her further down into the main hallway of the lobby's interior with his cane. Allison looked around, her shoes ~CLACKING~ against the tile floor while they finally went into the first room of her own, personal, factory tour.

"Behold, my greatest culinary triumph! I give you...the chocolate room!" He grinned and opened the doors as light shined through the top of the skylight as they got to see the wonderful and majestic chocolate waterfall. It flowed into a large lake of melted Wonka Chocolate goop before going down a long tunnel in a giant flowing river. The rocks were made of caramel, there was thick edible candy grass, and even a red farmyard barn made out of licorice. It was truly a candy paradise and it was ALL for her.

Wonka smiled. "You can eat as much as you like, just be sure to-.." Allison ignored him, not caring, as she walked forward and proceeded to stuff her chubby face into the chocolate chip fudge ground and messy coco dirt while scarfing the green-icing grass into her face. "Mhmph~ It's so sugary and delicious~ I feel like I'm getting closer to a diabetic coma with each bite~" She giggled while stuffing her tubby cheeks into a candy mushroom, drinking the goop with both hands, and getting her face and clothes covered in messy stains like a greedy german girl.

Wonka sighed softly. "Why do I even bother? They never learn." Allison wasn't paying attention to the elderly magical candy-maker as she spent most of her time trying everything on offer in a 10 foot radius of her chubby ass. She would even dunk and mix candy with other candy to create new, delicious, tantalizing flavors unlike which she had ever tried before.

Allison's button-up shirt began to get tighter and fuller by the second as the buttons squeezed against her engorged gut. "Oh, dear. I am SO full...Is there anything to drink around here, Mr. Wonka?" The woman spoke with a mouthful of marshmallows stuffed into each cheek like a chubby bunny. Wonka sighed. "Well, I guess, you can try the chocolate river but I must warn you it's not for human consumpti-.."

Allison heard "chocolate river" and that's all she cared about. She waddled right over, her ass swelling like a balloon, as she had a hard time moving her thighs now with how plump they were getting as they squished against eachother. She walked up to the creekbank, her gut pushing further down to her knees, as she ~SCOOPED~ up a hefty mess of chocolate in her hands...and another...and another. She licked her tubby fingers clean of chocolate after every messy scoop of liquid and sloppy chocolate.

"Ohhh, I'm so full, but I can't stop drinking it...I think I might be a chocoholic~" Allison moaned as liquid chocolate coated her tubby face. Wonka smirked gently. "You're something, Alright.." Allison continued to drink, her ass swelling with every gulp, as one of her bottom buttons on her blue shirt ~POPPED~ off. She felt herself growing with every thick swallow of the cold chocolate bubbling from the waterfall's lake until, without warning, she fell in with a loud ~SPLAAAAAAASH~ "AAAAH! ~GULP~...HELP~! MR. WONKA~!" She cried out, to deaf ears as she sunk down into the chocolate.

She saw, as she was drowning in the thing her body was basically made out of by how much she guzzled down, a gigantic glass pipe began to hover over her before it sunk down into the creamy goop...with Allison in it! She proceeded to get sucked up the pipe, feeling her tubby thighs and flabby gut slide against the glass chocolate pipe, as she sucked up further and further while she continued to widen and fill out with blubbery rolls. "HELP, WONKA! I'M FULL, NOW!" Willy rolled his eyes. "Sorry, My dear~ I can't hear you so good~" The massive chocolate geyser under Allison's ass sprayed her as she filled up until she finally got too fat to move anymore up the tight pipe while she swelled like a hot chocolate balloon.

Allison got finally stuck in the pipe, too flabby and obese to move, as Mr. Wonka just smirked. She saw the nuts holding the pipe together burst and ~PING~ off one by one as she just stayed motionless with a frightened look on her face. "Such a greedy brat~" Wonka muttered under his breath. It reminded him of the time an obese, putrid, ball of lard german fan of his chocolate came to him during a tour. She guzzled, ate, and greedily devoured everything in sight without any remorse...until she got her "Just desserts''..

Allison finally bursted from the pipe, as the glass broke from her weight pushing against it, and landing in the water like a whale in sea world with a mighty ~SPLAAASH~ that made Wonka take out an umbrella and quickly block the chocolate spray that hosed the area on the riverbank around him. "Full, yet~?"

Allison nodded gently, feeling so embarrassed by her own appetite, but what she wasn't telling Wonka was that she was STILL hungry for more. She saw the Oompa-loompas, little orange men with bulges and green hair, come to her "aid" as they grinned. "Don't worry, My Dear tubby girl~ They are just my workers~ They love to sing merry songs while they produce all of that yummy candy you gobble up~" The Oompa-Loompas began to sing...

"Oompa-Loompa Doopity-Doo"

"I got a riddle for you."

"What do you get when you're terribly fat?"

"Eating and glutting while not stopping to chat?"

"You're a nasty and vile pig who isn't polite"

"Yet you keep stuffing your stomach with all of your might"

"You got multiple chins and a blubbery gut"

"You're even fatter than Jabba The Hutt!"

"An Elephant's belly and a Hippo's ass~"

"You won't be giving us any sass~"

"It's your fault you're so terribly big and swollen like a dough ball~"

"We hope you like eating because you'll soon get your curtain call."

"Doopity-doo."

Allison whined like a helpless balloon as she was dragged from the lake and taken right in front of Wonka. He sneered and poked her with a cane. "I've seen some fat, disgusting, gluttonous hogs before...but you take the cake and eat it too! I don't know how one woman could have so little restraint?" Allison blushed and let out a soft ~URRP~ and a gentle ~FFRRT~ from both ends. "I d-don't know, Sir...I just like chocolate and such.."

"Oh, you like chocolate, do you?" He poked her gut again with the cane. "I think I know just where to take you next. Follow me." Allison shuffled, to the best of her abilities, but she couldn't move much with her flabby thighs having a hard time waddling. "U-uh, Wonka, I don't think I can walk that far..."

He sighed gently and pointed to the Loompas. "Roll her, Boys." They pushed Allison, on her side, without her permission and pushed her on her side as her tubby tits, flabby gut, and massive as rolled like a tire as she got pushed to the next room in the large chocolate factory.

They eventually rolled her into the "Experiment Room" where a bunch of Oompa-Loompas in lab coat stared at the morbidly obese, food-stained, wheezing slob of a woman. They all looked at Allison with disgust at her vile, obese, blubbery frame. They knew she was a hungry pig in the making who couldn't put the fork down.

They rolled her up to a big, steampunk, gum-making machine. Wonka smiled warmly. "This is a very special device that creates sticks of gum in ANY flavor you desire." Allison looked a bit concerned. "Mr. Wonka, I'm seriously full...can I please take my lifetime supply of candy and leave?" The aging candy-maker smirked. "You're full...yet you're still fixated on getting that lifetime supply of candy, aren't you?" Allison blushed softly, her flabby face lighting up and flushed in embarrassment, as she couldn't disagree with what he was saying.

Wonka smirked and pulled out a stick of gum from the machine as it made a loud ~DING~ noise that startled Allison. "It's only a wafer-thin stick of gum, Miss Allison~ Try it, I insist." He said in a domineering tone as she nodded. She placed the stick on her tongue...and proceeded to chew, and chew, and chew as she blew a few bubbles. "Mhmph, It's good~ It tastes like creamy blueberry pie and ice cream running down my throat.."

Wonka smirked gently. "I figured you'd enjoy it, now then, be a dear and spit it out." Allison shook her head, addicted and savoring the flavor. She chewed it down just like a cow does as she blew tiny bubbles. "I'm serious, Allison. Spit it out or pay the price." Allison drooled softly down her tubby chins while she salivated as her taste buds were ablaze with the sweet and sugary flavor of pie and ice cream.

"Oh boy, It has started.." Wonka sighed, looking at Allison's nose, which turned a violet purple as it began to drip with juice while she felt more bloated. Willy sighed and looked at her. "Spit it out, you flabby pig. You're running out of time." It was too late as they both heard Allison ~GULP~ the gum as she swallowed it.

Suddenly Allison REALLY began to bloat out, further and further, while her cheeks continued to expand as her chins jiggled. Allison's face began to turn a deep blue hue as she felt her ass continue to swell and fatten up, even bigger than before, as her eyes widened. "I c-couldn't help it, It just tasted so good, I want another stick.." Wonka sighed, pulling out a piece of gum from the machine, and handing it to her. Allison's tubby and inflated fingers grabbed it and stick it on her tongue as she chewed it into a messy wad of bubblegum in her mouth. She felt her breasts begin to swell up, large like melons, as they leaked blueberry juice down her engorged and flabby gut.

"S-so..F-full...yet s-so hungry.." She cried out, not sure what was wrong with her, as blueberry syrup leaked from her juicy mouth. She felt her clothes ~RIIIP~ further at the sides as her poor shirt couldn't take anymore. She heard ~POPS~ of her buttons flinging off of her belly while her belly button grew deeper as she grew more spherical. Allison began to bloat wide and tall, swelling beyond any size she thought was possible. She felt her flabby blue hands and tubby sausage toes sink into her own spherical blueberry body as her head joined them and sank inside of her own flabby and inflated body.

She needed to be juiced, badly, yet no one was helping her. The only person that was near her was Wonka and he seems more transfixed about letting her grow and bloat into a living berry woman. The Oompa-Loompas grinned at her plight as her entire body swelled with a thick blue hue of color as they began to sing a little song.

"Oompa-Loompa Doopity-Dee

"Allison is very greedy~"

"She chews all day like a dumb cow~

"How she keeps expanding we don't know how~

"She went from girl to blueberry as her life becomes a funny joke~"

"We hope when her boyfriend sees her he doesn't have a stroke~"

"A flabby, slobby, blueberry is all that she will ever be~"

"Because she doesn't know how to stop eating with glee~"

"She swells and inflates like a gassy balloon~"

"We hope this song will make her sing a different tune~"

"She is a lost cause and a stupid brat~"

"We only hope she survives until the main course is served for a pig this fat~"

Allison blushed gently, wiggling her tubby sausage fingers that were sunk into her blueberry ball of a belly. "W-wonka, C-can I get my candy now and leave?" Wonka smirked. "Already? You haven't seen the other rooms." He grinned softly as he ~SNAPPED~ and made the Oompa-Loompas begin to roll her, on her side, as she barely fit through the double-doors of his massive factory.

Allison was taken into the next room of the factory which was the "Livestock Farm" where they kept many of the animals such as the Cows for the whipped cream and the Squirrels for the nut room. Allison could barely move her head around as they snickered at her plight and suffering. Wonka grinned. "Still hungry, Fatass~?" Allison shook her head, a bit more scared that Mr. Wonka wasn't putting on some sort of elaborate show. "W-what are you going to do with me?" Allison meekly cried out as Wonka smirked gently. "Do you know how we get some of our produce and livestock, Miss Allison~?" The morbidly obese blueberry girl shook her head, a bit frightened, as Wonka smirked. "Look around the room, Dear~"

It was then, as Allison squinted, she saw something frightening. The cows, the pigs, the chickens, the geese, the squirrels? They all looked...vaguely human in features, hair, and small blemishes. Some even had glasses and human-like proportions like the cows and pigs on all fours. They were human, once. "Y-you trap tour guests in your factory and enslave them?" Mr. Wonka smirked. "Yes, Allison~ They retain their intelligence but...They sometimes change into things. Food, for instance. Or into immobile slobs we use for taste-testing.." He poked her in the belly. "Or...even living fruit and animals~" He smirked gently and rubbed under her chin as they wheeled her onto a large truck-weighing scale in the middle of the room.

The Scale took a minute to get a proper reading before showing "1,000 Pounds" and "FAT PIG" popping up on screen. Allison cried down her face as she felt the changes begin to appear. The Oompas began to prod, poke, and squeeze her flabby belly to tease and humiliate her new body as Allison's panties grew wet with her own juices and blueberry syrup.

Allison felt her ears turn floppy and pig-like as she felt her nose slowly fatten up and push up on her face as she felt her once small nose turn into a pig snout. She felt the back of her inflated, obese, blue ass and spine grow a thick tail as it gently swelled into a corkscrew. Allison's tubby sausage fingers and sausage toes changed and morphed into a pair of hooves on her arms and legs.

The Oompa-Loompas began to sing as Allison let noxious, foul, green gas out of her blubbery rump with ~FRRRRTTHPBLPRTS~ as they plugged their nose. Allison felt her gut working and ~GURGGLECHRRNING~ as she finally ~SQUUUIRTED~ out a thick, nasty, wet pile of pig droppings from her blueberry butt onto the floor as they began to sing.

"Allison is a greedy pig~"

"She can't stop eating and her gut keeps growing big~"

"She's a useless, vile, whale of a blimp~"

"She has a bottomless pit for a belly and we'll fill it and not skimp~"

"She loves the treats, desserts, and pies~"

"As it swells her gut, breasts, and thighs~"

"She's a useless hog and we'll make her squeal~"

"She thinks we're evil but we're no heel~"

"We're in the business of punishing girls as fat as this cow"

"What happens next to Allison? She'll get to see it now."

They rolled her, on her gut, into the next factory room. "L-lemme go..~OINK~..~SNRRT~.." Allison cried out as the Oompa-Loompas wrote "Slobby Pig" and "Disgusting Blimp" on her huge gut with a magic marker while they took her into the T.V room.

It was the final stop on this "magical" tour that had turned the once chubby, cute, gluttonous woman into a nasty, flatulent, blueberry pig blimp. Allison was muffled from her own flabby cheeks and chins and could only weakly yelp. "Hermph mermph..~OINK~..Plearsh~.." as her juice-filled, obese, tubby cheeks and jowls kept her from talking much.

They rolled her onto a large platform, in the center of the all-white T.V studio room, with at least 10 Oompas pushing on her sweaty, nasty, blueberry ass. They positioned her right in the center of the room, with the T.V camera Wonka Laser aimed at her, until they ~ZAPPED~ her with some sort of beam...and she began to shrink. She shrunk until she was smaller, bite-sized, and tiny. She was about to size of a large beach ball as she continued to get smaller and smaller by the second as she wiggled gently and squirmed. "Heelphh me-memph.." She looked up at Wonka, who grinned gently, and got on one knee. "I hope you enjoy your new life, Pig."

Allison was rolled out, only taking four strong Oompa-Loompas to do so, as she was about the size of an average pig. An inflated, swelled, round flabby pig ball but a pig nonetheless. They gave her the wish, at least, of the lifetime supply of chocolate. She was let loose in the chocolate room and was given as much candy as she wanted to eat (which was near constant due to her sow-like hunger) as Wonka put her to work. She made her the factory's breeding sow for other piglets and even enjoyed pumping her from time to time with the Oompa-Loompas. Eventually, after she had enough piglets from her blueberry-bloated ass, he treated her more like a pet as Allison forgot most of her former life.

She was the factory's overstuffed pet pig and judging by how big she's gotten? It was always feeding time.