dont really need that lighthouse anymore, huh?

story by sakinmakavy

CW: Weight gain, blob, macro
Samantha drove her car through the winding roads of the small town she resided in. She was driving to her job at the lighthouse. Somehow, a poison-fire type like a salazzle, had gotten a job as a harbor master at the local lighthouse. She sighed and rubbed her pink and purple scaled belly. She had skipped breakfast and was regretting it.
She arrived soon after and parked her car at the small shed nearby. After stepping out, her belly growled again and she groaned. “Man… wish I wasn’t so hungry.” She looked up at the lighthouse. It was small and old, not impressive in the least. “And a bigger beacon would be nicer too… we need a new lighthouse.” She sighed a little. Nearby, a small Pokémon giggled ominously. Though it woke only once every thousand years, its time to be awake would be well served here.
The Jirachi focused hard and began to combine the salazzle’s wishes into one. Samantha stopped as she felt a bizarre pang in her stomach. “Agh… owwww… what’s going on here? Too hungry…” She groaned and moved on to the job. She was oblivious to her belly beginning to grow. As she began to get close, she bent over to pick up a coin, when she realized her belly was swollen. But… it wasn’t bloated. It was soft, like a pillow had made its way into her gullet. She was no longer hungry either. “What the fuck…?!” She stopped approaching the lighthouse and groaned louder. The growth had begun to speed up. Her legs began to grow thicker and harder to use. Her arms began to fill as well. She began to grow breasts from her formerly flat chest. At this point she realized… she was growing fatter. And by a lot.
She started to run back to her car. She needed to get to a Pokémon center, and fast, before she looked like a Snorlax, or worse. Unfortunately, the ground was uneven by the ocean, and she tripped over. She was unharmed, thanks to her excess padding, but she was much more worried. She couldn’t get up. Her tail had grown much too fat. Where it had once helped her balance, it now hindered it. She was stuck on her fat butt, growing larger by the moment. Bizarrely,she could swear she was taller too. She couldn’t fit in her car anymore if she tried. “Help! Someone, help me!” She cried out, but no one was around to help. The only person who arrived after her was the night shift worker. And that would arrive at 8pm… in twelve hours. Sam groaned and her eyes began to water. She was so baffled by the growth, and quite upset. Until… her body grew so large that it rubbed against itself. All the new flesh that was made from her massive growth was incredibly sensitive… and it felt good as it rubbed. “F-fuck… Ahh~” She moaned softly as she wiggled on purpose. Her legs and arms began to be swathed in sleeves of lard, and her belly, breasts, and butt continued to balloon outward. Her flab began to layer upon itself, piling up as she grew both in height and width.
Finally, as her body groaned and creaked, seeming to reach a limit, she stopped. She was massive, now nearly five times as tall as her lighthouse. Suddenly, a small Pokémon flew to her head. “Tada! New lighthouse, and you’re not hungry anymore! Or ever will be again!” It giggled happily and rubbed her cheek. “Wait, wait… you granted my one off “wishes…”?! Why?! Couldn’t you have given me anything else?!” Jirachi chuckled. “No no no… I can’t be direct. That’s no fun. I’ve granted so many wishes, I need to spice it up sometimes. Now then… when it gets night time, you can spew fire into the air so you actually work as a lighthouse. Okay?” Sam tried to speak, but Jirachi had already vanished. She was left there. She tried her best to move, but all she could do was crane her neck to look around. She had a nice view of the ocean, at least. And Jirachi did grant her wish; she made a much more distinctive beacon than the lighthouse, that was for sure.