On an annoyingly early morning, an alarm clock went off, disturbing the slumber of one
extremely tired Grinch. She slowly raised her thick, pudgier arm and slammed the clock to shut it
off. Only a few seconds passed by before it was set off again. The Grinch groaned as she hit it
again, this time destroying it, as it broke into many pieces. She laid back in bed, using the tiny
blanket to cover herself up again. Despite her attempts at covering up, the only noticeable thing
in the room was her enormous belly. Not long ago, the once-lean and skinny Grinch began to eat
a lot more to help calm down from the problems in her life. Even after she started noticing the
changes in her weight, she didn’t care, and continued her daily consumptions. She ate and ate and
ate like never before. Always eating and drinking more than the day before. Thinking back to her
journey and getting to this point, the Grinch started to scratch her belly with the plump fingers
from one of her hands. That belly of hers stuck out in front of her by about two or so feet. When
lounging, the Grinch would often rest her hands overtop her rounded-out gut. After alleviating
herself of a horrid itch, she slowly sat up and got out of bed. Looking back, she could see the
distinct shape of her rounder form, her buttcheeks creating the most noticeable crevice on her
poor mattress. The Grinch made her way to her closet, where she put on her signature bathrobe,
coloured bright green, alongside a darker green and dull grey. All three colours formed a striped
pattern throughout the fabric. However, she could no longer tie it on her as the strings wouldn’t
stretch over her gigantic belly. Instead, she would usually put it on and never tighten it, leaving her
immense green belly to be exposed in all of its glory. Today, she decided to try and tie those
strings together. After what felt like a never-ending moment, she managed to tie the very ends of
the strings with one another, due to there being barely enough to do such a thing, courtesy of the
sheer girth she possessed. From here, the green behemoth decided to make her way over to the
bathroom. Once she managed to squeeze herself inside the tiny room, she stood face-to-face with
her square mirror, hanging over the bathroom sink. Her belly engulfed the sink, and proceeded to
cover it more as the Grinch bent over towards the mirror. There, she examined her face. Poking
her massive finger into her chubby cheeks, staring at those handsome green eyes of hers,
scratching her double-chain briefly, and doing whatever she could to make her “well-known” hair
look better. Even if no such thing really occurred in the end. She waddled her way into the
kitchen, where Max made her a typical cup of coffee.
As the Grinch lumbered over to the elongated kitchen table, Max set the mug down and left.
Because of her gains, the Grinch now had to use two chairs to sit down, as she could no longer be
contained by simply using one of them. As she sat down, both chairs creaked audibly. Each of the
Grinch’s buttcheeks took up the space of one chair, while also sagging towards the floor. Now
settled down, as the creaking became minimal, the Grinch rested her hands atop her belly, and
reached out for her cup of espresso, drinking it relaxingly. She noticed how much nicer it tasted
than it ever had before. “Max, I’ve got to say, you’ve outdone yourself. This is quite good”.
After drinking a good amount of the coffee, her belly started gurgling. It wasn’t anything unusual
to her. Since she had gone and blown herself up in size, that gut of hers was frequently making
noise. She sometimes felt as if it was trying to communicate with her. So, like every other
instance, the Grinch didn’t think much of it. As she put the mug back on the table, the gurgling
continued. Usually, it only lasted a few seconds or so at a time, but now it persisted, making the
Grinch fairly alarmed and concerned. She stared at her globular belly, only for her hands to
suddenly get in the way of her view. “What the?!” The Grinch said to herself. She hadn’t moved
her hands at all since sitting them on top of their round throne, which left her even more
confused as to how they had risen up, as they were folded on top of her belly. She looked over at
Max, who had been looking at her nervously during the ordeal. “Max… what did you do”? The
Grinch tensely asked. And with that, her belly swelled up and out again. The Grinch was now in
complete shock. She couldn’t believe what was happening to her. She watched in awe as the mega
beach-ball-sized gut grew larger and rounder. Her robe strings started to become undone due to
being unable to stay wrapped around her expanding form. As the strings fell off her belly and
dangled off the ground, the Grinch started feeling other strange things occurring to her body. Her
limbs, thighs, and butt were bloating up as well! Her already ill-fitting robe became smaller
against her widening arms. The Grinch was being raised higher by her expanding asscheeks,
which led to a much more audible creak from both chairs. The next thing she knew, they instantly
broke and were crushed under her ginormous butt. As she fell onto the floor, her entire body
jiggled. It was also when she fell that the swelling ceased.
The Grinch towered at nine feet tall. Her belly was now as big as almost three yoga balls. She
had no clue how many pounds she had gained from just that growth spurt alone. And on top of
that, everything around her was much smaller, due to her growth. She picked up the coffee cup,
noticing how miniscule it was compared to her enlarged hand. She had to hold onto it with just
two fingers to pick it up properly. The Grinch looked at the mug and looked back at Max, asking
him “Seriously, what did you put in here”? Max gave her a look of uncertainty and continued to
marvel at his owner’s increased size, slowly moving towards the green giant. “Great. Just how
am I going to leave this hole”!? the Grinch grumpily asked. She put her thick hands against the
floor and pushed herself up off of it. Fortunately, the ceiling was very high up inside the cave she
resided in, which meant the Grinch could stand normally (or as normal as possible now) without
making a hole in her roof. She looked around, noticing how tiny everything really was around
her, and analyzing how big she had become this time. Looking behind, the Grinch not only saw
two gigantic imprints on the floor, but two green gigantic cheeks sticking out from the rest of her
body. She at first tried to pull her robe down to cover her immense butt. By this point, however,
the robe really was too small for her now, with it straining at the limbs, since they had increased
in weight and width. The grinch gave her enlarged buttcheeks a squeeze, and was drawn into how
they jiggled and how soft they felt. After a few moments, she grabbed the mug of coffee again
and looked inside the cup. There wasn’t anything out of the ordinary with what was in it, which
begged the question of how did it make the Grinch larger? She cautiously moved the mug closer
toward her mouth and sniffed the contents of the cup. Its aroma hypnotized the gigantic Grinch,
and she proceeded to drink the rest of the coffee. Max instantly ran away and hid to watch what
would happen next. After a moment of staring at herself, nothing happened. “I guess it was just
the one time”. Suddenly, her belly gurgled loudly again, in a more intense fashion than the first
time. The Grinch looked down at her belly as it began to swell up again, along with the rest of her
body. She started backing away from the kitchen, but found her back and butt already against the
door and one of the walls of her home. They spread across the wall, while she kept blowing up.
Her limbs were slowly becoming shorter in length towards her body, becoming stubbier, while
her belly kept on swelling up. Her thighs and ass were still expanding even greater as well. Soon,
the Grinch started to grow in height again. Unlike last time, with the breaking of the chairs
seemingly stopping her growth, there was nothing to halt it this time. The grinch grew and grew
and grew. Max watched it unfold from one tiny corner of the house. Eventually, her head hit the
ceiling, but thankfully didn’t continue from there. She could no longer support all this weight
with just her two thick, fattened up legs, so she sat down. The impact of her giant asscheeks
slamming against the floor rattled everything, causing objects to fall and cracks to form along the
ground. Max was tempted to get closer but the grinch was still plumping up. Her belly had
become her biggest feature by far! That monstrous gut blimped up into the other walls of the
grinch’s home, gurgling loudly all the while. Said gurgling seemed to be more constant than
before. It really did seem like it was trying to communicate with the Grinch. She looked down at
it, still expanding, and smiled at it with her triple chins and globular cheeks. Even after her gut
grew against all four walls, the swelling continued. The grinch found herself rising higher now
due to her buttcheeks blowing up in size. Her sides continued to put pressure on the walls, until
the grinch heard a crushing noise come from behind.
Outside the Grinch’s seemingly quiet mountain home, a Who from Whoville happened to be
nearby. As he stood around, a faint rumbling could be heard. The Who, curious about the
whereabouts of the noise, walked up to its source: The Grinch’s front door, where he put his ear
against it. The rumbling sound could be heard from within, as it sounded like it was getting
closer, and louder, towards him. All of a sudden, the door burst off of its hinges, which knocked
the Who back a few feet, onto the snow. When he got back up and came to his senses, he was
staring at a peculiar sight. He saw a furry green patch stick out of the door. It was bigger and
taller than he was, and yet the who slowly approached the mass. He reached out his hand to
touch it, and to his surprise, felt immensely soft. The Who took both hands and massaged the
giant green mass sticking out the front door. While the Grinch was thinking of what to do now,
she felt a small but pleasant feeling from her left buttcheek. For a solid moment, the grinch was in
pure ecstasy as her behind was getting rubbed, courtesy of a stranger. Deep down, she wanted this
to continue; to never stop. As she slipped further and further into pure bliss, she was suddenly
thrown out of it, due to her immense stomach gurgling and growling terribly so. As though on
cue, the Grinch’s growth resumed at full force. Her swelling body continued to push against the
walls of her home, as her plump rear end elevated her into the ceiling. That left buttcheek of hers
slowly pushed further out of the door, causing the Who to back away from it cautiously. Soon,
the Grinch had nowhere else to grow. As everything creaked around her, and her belly gurgled
endlessly now, all she could do was muster a nervous gulp and utter “Uh oh…”.
*CREEAK!!*
*CRRRRRRRRACCCKKKK!!!*
*STRAAAAIIIIINN!!*
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*BOOM!!!!*
The house that the Grinch had lived in exploded, bursting apart as a giant green being emerged
from within. The enormous naked Grinch shivered a little from the snow that was now falling
onto her green fur, as her growth now seemed to accelerate. She looked down nervously as she saw
both Max and the Who stare up at her. Closing in at 30 feet tall and truly fat all over, she
continued to expand. Her limbs still slowly receding and every part of her inflating with fat.
Eventually… she stopped growing. Needing a moment to take in her newer surroundings and
sense of scale, she towered over practically everyone and everything at a staggering 60 feet tall!
Her belly looked to be as big as Whoville, judging by the grandiose view she now had of everyone
and everything around her. Her arms and legs were insanely thick and stubby. The giant
attempted to reach out towards her belly, but found herself unable to reach far below it; only
being able to feel the upper half of the massive sphere. Below, her voluptuous ass sat deep into
the snow. The green fur down there becoming somewhat engulfed from the snow. Much of The
Grinch’s warm, behemoth body started to look white from the falling snow all-around. If
anything, she now resembled a ginormous green and white mountain. One that could maybe walk,
if she so desired. And who knows? Maybe that coffee of hers would kick in again? All the Grinch
chose to do now was scratch her round belly and listen to its endless gurgling, smiling
contentedly.