8 days remain until the tightest squeeze to ever grace this world, where pressure & pleasure become one in the same~ But...how would someone from the distant past react to the incoming march of the rising pressure of the future?~ Why, let us see~

Elon Doyle was a rather self-absorbed, self-proclaimed practicer of witchcraft in the 17th century, and as to be expected, had met a terrible, burning hot fate for such things...only to be brought back as a spectral being...more specifically, a white & cream ghostly cat with some magical properties of her own. Though for the longest time, had remained in a place beyond the realm of the living, a strange, seemingly endless forest of bizzare sights.

...Yet for some reason, she had one day awoken to find herself back in the "real" world once more...in an era of quite intense change for the better, no less~ Wandering through wilderness and habited spaces, she was baffled at why everyone seemed so...hefty. It was rare to find someone under 300 pounds, let alone under 200...~ Even stranger, in spite of being a talking cat with fire magic, hardly anyone even took notice of her, acting as if her presence was completely normal...

It did not take long to figure out why...~
Doyle soon noticed these IMMENSE figures, looming, waddling, bouncing, or floating in the distance, or even sometimes outright above or IN the city, being far larger than buildings, they resembled moving mountains or entire CITIES, dwarfing everything around them...they looked so grotesquely bloated and STUFFED...yet she couldn't deny it looked good, she WAS always someone who enjoyed power after all...and upon learning how to gain said power, she wouldn't waste time in achieving it~

The feline witch had begun stuffing herself with bag after bag of marshmallows, crates and crates of chocolate, gallons and gallons of hot cocoa...she was loading herself up to become one massive smore!!~ She constantly smelled like chocolate cake as she swelled out of control from her feasting(easily provided by the increasing amount of fast food locales popping up, requiring no payment other than to eat a certain amount~)

Before long, she was already room filling, with stiff, taut limbs, blocked up, round ears, and bulging, cyan eyes...yet she wasn't done~ She soared higher, she ate more, she grew tighter, before long, she was a BUILDING sized foodbomb, and she had gotten quite a bit of attention in an unexpected but welcome way~

Practically overnight, Elon Doyle went from a forgotten witch from centuries past, to the life of the swelling party, a building-sized celebrity~ It was impossible to NOT see her as she lazily stomped across the city to consume increasingly succulent, indulgent sweets~ Impossible to not see her online in ad campaigns praising said food, which by now you could easily order a "deluxe pack" of anything that was big enough to feed an entire family for weeks~ It was impossible to not pick up the scent of chocolate & marshmallows wherever she was~

Every second of attention was bliss for her, and as she and the rest of this new world grew ever more taut, that attention would never fade~
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Catghost is SUCH a good webseries and I wish there was more puffy art of this alpha bitch cat witch

Anyway yea sorry for these stories getting increasingly indulgent in scenarios, thats just how I am with my writing xwx