Ocean had a little trouble getting into bed without Aprils help.  And Doll had to wear her new com link ear bud around her neck like a scarf.  It was amazing that Ocean, Doll, and Nightshade lived so close together

They all sleep.

Ocean you hear 2 familiar voices waky, waky, eggs and baykey. 

Nightshade and Doll you see a catering truck pulling up and parking.

In reply to Avas mom and dad (msg # 1):

By the description, it sounds like Ava's parents came separate from the catering truck.

Ava will crack an eye and look over towards the sound.

"Mmph...hey...what you guys doing all the way here?  What time is it?"

Ava hasn't made any move to get up.  Thankfully she was too tired to bother getting undressed...

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 2):

That Olga just left.  Its almost noon.  You must be starved. So your dad and I are taking over. 

In reply to Avas mom and dad (msg # 3):

"Well, let me know if she ever contacts you again, okay?"

"It's Noon?!  Crap, I MUST have been tired!  I didn't get in til 4am, long story."

"So you and Daddy are taking over?  I assume this is a temporary thing, right?  I mean, you both have professional lives back home?"

Ava slowly struggles to sit up and slide over to the edge of the bed...

"Oof!  I don't know that I can handle getting any larger.  This last 100 pounds is slowing me down and making it harder to do basic stuff like get in and out of bed and working up some momentum to get moving.  I didn't even notice it til April left.  Guess it kinda snuck up on me, what with her helping me and all..."  Ava smiles sheepishly.

(Remember, she's 100 pounds heavier than each of her parents)

"I AM pretty hungry though.  (She WAS kidnapped the previous morning)  " Let me get up and clean up first, okay?"
This message was lightly edited by the player at 00:21, Thu 20 Oct 2022.

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 4):

. We have to take over until we find proper care for you.  . Mom phone rings.  Mom checks it but doesn't answer it.  . We have a long say to go.

In reply to Avas mom and dad (msg # 5):

"April IS doing just fine giving me the proper care, she's even majoring in physical therapy to help me.  Remember, a lot of this is because of her..."

Ava reaches down and is only able to grab part of her belly for emphasis.  She then starts swinging her arms and get her body undulating enough to slowly waddle to the dresser to pull out a clean bikini and grabbing her earpiece and cellphone from the top.

Turning towards the bathroom and the walk in tub/shower that her parents had custom-sized to hold both her and April (even if Ava grew to max size)...

"What's even the plan should I get that size?  I mean, Pygmalion isn't even around anymore....  I want to at least stay mobile and functional.  Maybe we should start concentrating on that?"

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 6):

. Now, don't say Pygmalion like he was a horrible person.  He helped up see the truth.  I figure as long as you can move a little, that should do. 

(Do they know April left?)

In reply to Avas mom and dad (msg # 7):

(They know.  They said, don't give up, give her time, eat to deal with any depression.  Being as she and Ava have been together, since freshman high school, they probably have her phone number to get updates.)

"Remind me again, what truth he helped you see..."

Ava waddled into the walk-in tub, closing the door behind her enough so she can still hear, then strips out of her bikini and start to wash up...

As the water is running, she pops in her earpiece.

--(Derek?  Oh, sorry.  This is Majestic Ocean.  Can you pull a number trace for the last two hours of this number?  555-867-5309.  No rush, 3pm if you can.  Thanks.)--

(The number is her mom's cell)
This message was last edited by the player at 09:48, Sat 29 Oct 2022.

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 8):

. He reminded us that your true destiny is being as large AA you can silly

(Ill get right on it}

In reply to Avas mom and dad (msg # 9):

"Oh, that's all.  Well, it's been 3 years, Mom.  I think I've plateaued."

Text to April: --(Parents here with Catering Trucks!  Want to come over?)--

Ava eventually waddles out in a clean bikini, hair up in a ponytail, which shows off her rounded face and chins.

"Phew!  I'm already winded!  So much easier with April helping me...are my straps straight?"

She starts moving over towards her chair...
This message was last edited by the player at 02:26, Tue 01 Nov 2022.

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 10):

Your father helps you to your chair.

April texts back after a full minute.  . I'll come over

In reply to April (msg # 11):

The parents set up for the catering trucks, April arrives. . Hey seetie

In reply to April (msg # 12):

"HEy April, come on into the bedroom for a minute."

"Are you feeling okay now?  Did Emily's phobia ability wear off?  Are we good now?"

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 13):

April hugs Ava.  .  I've done a lot of thinking.  I miss you.  Right now I'm happy with your current size.  But we had better not tell your parents that.  They want you huge.  At this size you can still get around by yourself.  Ill still feed you, as I think we both enjoy that. So what do you think?

In reply to April (msg # 14):

"I can still get around, but over the last few days I have discovered it is more difficult just getting in and out of bed and bathing myself without your help, little lone getting dressed...  Maybe we should start working on some physical therapy to get me more mobile?"

"But yeah, definitely not tell the 'rents...they're still under Pygmalion as brainwashing..."

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 15):

. Oooo a buff Ava (laugh).
(Sigh). I just wish there was a way to get them off that control.

In reply to April (msg # 16):

"There may be a way, but I don't trust it."

"Remember Cindy Cartell?  The loony scent based mind control villain the has the hots for me?  She offered to fix it.  But dealing with her would just be exchanging one drama for another..."

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 17):

. Maybe that calming treatment at that new prison could break them out of it.

In reply to April (msg # 18):

"Unfortunately, that calming treatment is actually a full on mind control drug developed by an active super villain named Professor Teuton who has been injecting homeless people with transformation drugs to give them powers, the side effect being to enhance their personality traits.  Plus it's temporary and needs continued treatments.  That's what happened to Emily, aka Phobia."

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 19):

. Wow.  Do you ever get the feeling the universe is out to get you? 

In reply to April (msg # 20):

Ava pats her belly.

"Yeah.  Sometimes I feel like my life is in an outward spiral."  She smiles resignedly.

"So...thinking my parents need follicles enough to think you have things back under control.  Wanna tell them I weigh 25 pounds more than I actually weigh?"

"Wonder how much I DO weigh now, it's hard to tell from my perspective, considering my only clothes are all stretch to fit...such that the do anyway..."

(More than likely both their bed and her chair have a built in scale/size analyzer that April still keeps track of but that Ava hasn't found yet...)

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 21):

(Approximately how much do you thunk she weighs)

In reply to Quozaxx (msg # 22):

Well, When Pygmalion was defeated, she was 550 in Canon. That was in HS.  She gained around 50 between then and campaign start or HS graduation, which was what you said other dimenal Ava was the first time she was altered...  So at least that...

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 23):

April has been backing off the forced feeding, especially since she gave Ava some space.  . Let's see what your chair says.  590 pounds?!?!  You lost weight.  I guess as long as you are happy

In reply to April (msg # 24):

"Really?  That's ... Surprising."

(made an Acting roll by 3 to hide any feelings about it that might upset April)

"Admittedly, it's 10 pounds over 2 years, so only....94 more years to go..."

"Of course, we shouldn't tell my parents, though I'm thinking based on timing they already know..."

"You said 'as long as you're happy', but are you okay?  I mean , it's not like either of us knew, right?"

"Besides, with my parents here, that catering truck outside, and us having to convince them we're back to 'normal', it's not like I won't gain it back, along with a couple friends..."

"Plus, after being kidnapped yesterday morning, I haven't exactly had anything to eat, and I am kind of hungry..."

(Gauges April for reaction)

(Psych. Desperate for positive attention, emotional blind spot vs April and Parents)

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 25):

. I'm fine . (Lie)

She tries to hold it in, but tears form in her eyes.

(she is holding back information)

In reply to April (msg # 26):

Ava smiles softly.

"I'm not a guy, remember?  We both know 'I'm fine' means anything but.."

"What's wrong?"

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 27):

its Phobia.  She made me push you aaay.  She told me the only way I could get back Sith you is by making your life worse.  She haunts my dreams.  She tries to convince me that I'm better without you.  She says you are not miserable as she has been.  Ava.  I'm so scared of her.

In reply to April (msg # 28):

Ava opens her mouth to respond, when something hits her.

Motions to hold that thought.

She then points to her laptop and a couple pieces of gear.

She then does a sweep for bugs in the immediate area, from bathroom thru bedroom, stopping short of the common areas.  Mapping everything and taking time to map her own chair and computer...

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 29):

There are several bugs.  Including stuff your parents brought.

In reply to April (msg # 30):

Audio, Visual, or both?  And the parental stuff was hidden in what?

Can she determine what they were meant to monitor?  (ie her eating, adult activities)

Ava points them out to April, cocking her head and raising an eyebrow inquisitively...

Could always have been April for at least a couple, considering April has proven to like showing off Ava and her development, through the Manateen site, but Ava wants to rule any of those out.

She then utilizes the hydraulics of her chair to assist her in getting up out of the chair.  She then bends over the chair access panels, effectively mooning April with her bikini fit, as she eventually finds the scale robotics.  Upon finding the hardware, she then recalibrated and zeroes the scale to make sure it's measurements are accurate.

"Well, considering my recent realization of my diminished mobility and increased dependence on your assistance, I'm not exactly thrilled.  And what with my parents' influence and satisfying your desires, I don't really see my physical issues improving, do you?". She asks, as much for the bugs as for April.

Ava turns partially back around, grinning at April and giving her the side eye...

"Help me lower back into my chair?  We can do a re-weigh, and I'm sure my parents are almost done setting up breakfast/lunch..."
This message was last edited by the player at 18:07, Sat 25 Mar 2023.

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 31):

The bugs are from Phobia, mostly audio.  A couple video.  You once said that enjoying being skinny over fat was a complicated subject.  She might be crying to see which you do like .

April does seem to know about them.

. Why do you keep me around?  Do you enjoy me making you miserable? . She may be asking that for any listeners

In reply to April (msg # 32):

Soooo.  Some are from Phobia.

But some are her parents?  Can she deduce why?  Just to make sure she is following their diet regimen for her?

And which ones are April's?

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 33):

Ooc:  sigh.  Honestly I was just going to have it just be from Phobia.  Now I have to consider other things.  Ill get back to you-eventually

In reply to Quozaxx (msg # 34):

If you just want them to be from Phobia, just say her parents haven't unpacked yet...no biggie.

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 35):

You caught me off guard with the question in the first place.  Lets just say at this time you don't see any bugs from anyone but Phobia.  But maybe later on.

In reply to Quozaxx (msg # 36):

Ooc:  Do you want the parents in the next room setting up food?

In reply to Phobia (msg # 37):

I kind of figured they would be.  The kitchen/eating area is the most size friendly and over equipped area of the house of course...

Ava hesitates a moment, lowering her voice so her voice doesn't carry to the other room.

"Well... Let's put it this way...

Do I like the decreased mobility and having to be helped with some things?  No.

Do I like my wardrobe being limited to...well...this?  No.

Do I like the stares and looks when I go out in public?  No.

Do I like not feeling in control of my eating?  No.

Do I like that my parents were brainwashed and forced to end up almost as large as me, thus making me feel guilty enough to let it manipulate me into getting larger just to placate them?  No.

I'd go into more detail, but I don't want to risk them overhearing..."

April, being April, and knowing Ava better than Phobia does, can read the unspoken 'buts' in Ava's diatribe.  Phobia, may conclude that Ava prefers the benefits of being thin.

Ava then encourages April out of range of the bugs.

"You know while my parents are here, you'll have to convince them you 're back in control of my growth, enough to make them comfortable with leaving?  Oh, and until I can develop a workaround for Phobias bugs, you'll have to go back to the force feeding, to make me miserable.  Think you can handle that?"

" Hopefully, you can find that ten pounds I lost, I saw how you upset you were when you found out. And you I can't stand to see you upset..."

(Psych, emotional blind spot when it comes to April)

"Oh, and since you were put through all this...you can start updating the Mana teen site again, just continue the new sections under Majestic Ocean..."
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In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 38):

Just then Phobia opens the main door.  . This is driving me crazy.  You are miserable, and I'm still not happy.  Why?  I should finally be happy.

In reply to Phobia (msg # 39):

"Oh, F@#$ No!"

Ava quite not does a half roll to get close enough to not endanger her parents and lets loose with a blinding spray, blinding her for 7 segments. (Pushed)

"Call Primus.  Now!". Ava yells, breaking April out of her fear...

She then positions herself to knock Phobia out of the door, "You get to drink from the Fire hose!" hitting her with her Firehose for 13 body and 47 Stun. (Pushed)

The blast knocks Phobia back into the catering truck, Doing 6 body and 23 stun more.

Phobia slumps down to the pavement, unconscious and broken.

"Sh!t!  Tell them to bring an ambulance..."

Ava will roll out to check on her...

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 40):

April calls for Primus and an ambulance.

Phobia was not a physical opponent .  she is knocked out.

April asks.  what are you going to do with her?  She sounded insane.

In reply to April (msg # 41):

"I tried to be nice last time and give her a chance.  Whatever Teuton did to her exaggerated her hangup with me to a ludicrous extent.  So far I got her on Assault, kidnapping, accessory to kidnapping, entering just now, invasion of privacy...those are just off the top of my head..."

Ooc: She spent 32 end over that combat as she pushed each time.  This triggered her susceptibility of 1d6 running drain.  She is currently at 3" movement w/o her chair..  Your call as to how much hungrier this makes her, especially as she hasn't had anything since before she was kidnapped the day before...

"Basically, her psyche's...intensification... towards me is similar to what Pygmalion did with you towards my size, but at least you are working through it.  Not that the enhancement of my emotional needs has helped.  In fact it's those needs that have helped make and keep me the size I am...."

At this her belly lets out a rumble of hunger almost in agreement...

Ooc:  Where are her parents during all this?
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In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 42):

Ava's parents run in.  "what's going on honey?  Did I hear your tummy grumble.  Poor baby.  Here, eat.". Mom hands you a sub sandwich

In reply to Avas mom and dad (msg # 43):

Heh, they're both 500# apiece.  I don't think running is in the vocabulary anymore.

"Just a routine villain attack,"  she responds, downplaying it for her parents' sake.

She takes the sandwich.

"Thanks, Mom."

Looking at April:  "Uhm, how do we want to do this?  I don't think you've done subs before.  Should I just start?"

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 44):

(Fine, came as fast as they could, panting and out of breath)

Mom:  . Goodness you don't even know how to eat a sub?  We have a lot of work to do.  Just eat it normally

In reply to Avas mom and dad (msg # 45):

Ava rolls her eyes.

"Mooom, I know how to eat a sub."  She says as she starts eating.

"April, can you make me one of those special shakes of yours?" She asks, which reminds April of the chocolate/peanut butter weight gain shakes she used to push on Ava during High School.

She pulls out the cupholder designed to fit a two liter.

"Use the special sized cups with the extra long, pump assisted straw."

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 46):

we are just worried about you.  I think all this hero stuff is making you skinny.  You should stop.  No more hero stuff!

Just then you get an a!ert the collage is being attacked

In reply to Avas mom and dad (msg # 47):

Ava chuckles.

"I seriously doubt the hero work is making me lose weight.  Remember, it was Pygmalion's giving me powers that made me gain all this weight in the first place."

"Ok, that and being with April..."

(Trouble alert goes off)

"Speaking of which, gotta go, college is being attacked.  The place where we're tryig to get an education?  Gotta go earn my Primus internship."

Ava struggles out of the chair.

To April:

"Is my bikini straight?"  She turns.

"Just put everything in the walk-in, April will make sure I eat it all when I get home, though I'll take sub."

In reply to Majestic Ocean (msg # 48):

ok, but you better not lose an ounce