Wonka Backrooms

(if: $machine is 1)[You manage to find your way back to where you got the old keycard. It would be useful if you didn't already have it, so you just [[Go back to the foyer->Foyer]] ] (if: $machine is 0)[Looking around, you discover an old keycard. Following the map on the back brings you back to the foyer. Scan the card(click-append: "Scan the card")[ Scanning the card revealed a hidden passageway open, giving you access to the basement, the [[//Machine Shop//->Machine First]](set: $machine to 1)] ]

You notice a small front desk. The door outside has been sealed, but the receptionist's desk and computer is on, still connected to a small badge printer, so that guests can have their own individual nametags. [[Get a nametag->Foyer 2A]] [[Go back to the foyer->Foyer]]

You stumble across an old vending machine. Seemingly there just for guests. There's one moment of interest as the machine zaps out a small scanning array, before it says in a mechanical voice (text-colour:grey)["Welcome Guest! Please, have one of Wonka's less greatest creations, and have a //Wonkalicious// day!"] Looking through it was easy to see this was older, misprinted, or discontinued candy, some of which you had never heard of. Still, the machine was letting you get one for free... [[Buy the Blue Box->Foyer 3A]] [[Buy the misprinted Wonka bar->Foyer 3B]] [[Ignore it and go back to the foyer->Foyer]]

Going past a corner, you see a large open room, wreathed in what looks like a purple themed disco, mostly purple colored but with rainbow sparkles just flashing on the walls, making your head feel a little bit funny. A screen dominated a wall, calling out "//(text-colour:grey)[Hello there guest! Why don't you get in here, and you can try out the same training our loompahs recieve!]//" [[Go further in->Foyer 4A]] [[Retreat back to the foyer->Foyer]]

You get through a door and see what looked like an old sales area. There were a lot of notes around, showing where things had been saying simply "Removed to R & D", although one still lit up, an old school 'Genie' that looked simillar to the one from that one particular movie, just dressed up in purple, with wonka theming. A small note was stuck on and easily disregarded "Too Enabling" writen in a scrawl on a post-it note. There was a woken already on the front of the machine, as if begging you to stick it in. [[Try out the Genie->Foyer 5A]] [[Ignore it and go back to the foyer->Foyer]]

You come into a room to see a pile of candy. A hatch on the back was simply labeled "Shortcut to AI Core Exit", along with a scrawl on the wall with something brown "One of the truffels holds the key" This would be more interesting if there wasn't a literal ballpit of truffles between you and the hatch, each truffle being nearly baseball sized. Seems like you had to eat to try and find the key... [[Eat one->Foyer 6A]] [[Go back to the foyer->Foyer]]

It's tricky to go around a few machines, but you see something folded up in a corner. Written on a piece of paper looked like a password, one that you could input on the keypad in the foyer! Rushing back, you go to put it in, and it works, opening a hidden passageway [[deeper into the factory...->RD First]] (set: $RD to 1)

(if: $Machine2Broke is 1)[ As you enter the room, you can see the machine you broke, still emitting that ominous thick blue fog, but clearly nothing else lit up [[Inhale the thick blue fog->Machine2B]] [[Get back in the elevator->Machine]] ] (else:)[As you step into the room, you saw a familiar looking machine... A large octopus looking mix of tubes and mashers, fog bubbling up from inside, as if it turned on the moment you stepped in the room. The only thing that seemed different was a small screen, one that read (text-colour:green)[Don't you want to try an exclusive factory made candy?] along with a large "Press Me To Start" button. Something about it seemed compelling to try and fool with... (if: $berry is <5)[(text-colour:cyan)[You can smell the scent of berries from the machine, it might be harder to control yourself] ] [[Start playing with the strange machine->Machine2A]] [[Get back in the elevator->Machine]] ]

(if: $hintseen is 0)[(set: $machine3A to (random: 1,7) ) As the door opens, you see a rather normal looking area. A smallish living room, with a sofa, a tv, a table complete with dish covered in a cloche, and a Loompah holding a clipboard, who looks as surprised to see you as you are to see him.(text-colour:orange)[ "Oh, uhh... Hello there... wow it's been a while since i've seen anyone normal around here. I'm supposed to report you but... it's way too much paperwork."] You seem very uninterested(click-replace: "You seem very uninterested")[You seem very uninterested... (text-colour:orange)["Yeah, well, suppose that's good for you at least. Anyways, since I don't really have an appetite right now, would you mind if we did a little favor for eachother?"] ] What did you have in mind?(click-replace: "What did you have in mind?")[What did you have in mind? (text-colour:orange)["So i'm a testing loompah. Should be eatin' and reportin' in. But i really don't feel like it. So here's where You come in. You try out whatever new food they send me, and I'll give you some info on things going on around here. Sound good?"] That sounds alright(click-replace: "That sounds alright")[That sounds alright... (text-colour:orange)["Good. But uhhh... I might not be able to resist the urge to tease you while you eat. It'll probably be some mockery, and I might write something on you. Shouldn't be too bad. ] (set: $machine3A to (random: 1,7) ) [[Fine, i'll take the deal->Machine3A]] [[No thank you->Machine3B]] ]] ] (else:)[(set: $machine3A to (random: 1,7) ) You get out in a rather familiar room, the Loompah there seemingly on a tablet distracted, startling like he was just working only to recognize you. (text-colour:orange)["Oh. Shit, it's you again. Well, you know the deal. More food, same penalty, and i'll give you a hint for something coming up. What do you wanna do?"] [[Fine, i'll take the deal->Machine3A]] [[No thank you->Machine3B]] ]

You walk into the room and notice the strange looking area. It looked like it should be public facing, almost like a build-a-bear, complete with all of the primary colors, false 'stitching' keeping things together, and the machines made to look harmless. One wall was all kinds of outfits, looking a little cheap, lots of details pressed into the sides of outfits rather then being sewn in, and they all looked stretchy. The other wall had a lot of different fuzzy teddy-bear husks, they looked large however, almost big enough to be bedding, and around the back of it, the biggest fluff machine you had eve rseen. No faux heart, or any of the fancy things, just what looked close to a workplace. Of course that was when you noticed what looked like a 2 story tall teddy bear walking around the back, moving and keeping his area straight. He hadn't noticed you quite yet. [[Say hello to the big bear->Machine 4A]] [[Get back in the elevator->Machine]]

You step into the room to see it was the front room of what looked like an old almost tunnel-of-love style attraction. Someone was there, the front of the cart to the attraction open. (if: $Machine5A is 0)[The guy looked scruffy, definetly like he had been wearing a Wonka outfit a while ago and just hadn't changed it for a month, with stains and spots of discoloration leading to an unflattering look. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:purple)[Oh! Hey there! You can call me Wonk, I'm a tour guide here! We can't really ride the cart right now, but if you follow me, I know the tunnels around here, and I can show you the stuff that isn't on Any of the official lists. What do ya say?] [[Go with Wonk->Machine5A]] [[Head back to the elevator->Machine]] ] (if: $Machine5A is >=1)[Wonk was still there, now with the part he managed to 'scavenge' during your last trip. He seemed surprised to see you, as he blushes, trying to look bashful rather then scared. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:purple)[Sorry about that! Had to make sure I could get away before anything else happened. You get it! So, We can go back, there's plenty of tunnels around...] [[Go with Wonk->Machine5A]] [[Head back to the elevator->Machine]] ]

As the elevator stops, you see a seemingly small room. A desk stood with a very early 80's computer and not much else. The screen was green and black with a small notification. (text-colour:green)[Hi there! Would you like to play?] [[Sit down and start playing->Machine6A]] [[Head back to the elevator->Machine]]

You stumble into a lab, still a little concerned that someone could find you, or realize that you weren't supposed to be there, before you noticed something. An old blackboard, and there, on the corner, written and circled with "DNE" was the code for the hatch in the break room, the AI core one. (set: $Core to 1) Making a mental note, you head back out [[towards the break room->RD]]

As you look into the room you stumble in on you see a sign on a door in a cutesy font. (text-style:"wavy-underline","expand")[(text-colour:magenta)[Gym Room!]] Right next to it, on a laminated piece of paper, you see an explanation. (text-colour:green)[(text-style:"italic","subscript")[Hi there! Welcome to deep in the backrooms. You might be on your way out, but don't you want to have something for it?We're here to get you into shape! Just come on in to our special gym!]] [[Enter into the Gym Room->RD 2A]] [[Leave and go back to the hallways->RD]]

(If: $RD4 is 1)[You step back into the club, everyone still rather happy to hang out, a few boardgames in the background as some movies play. The robotic bartender was there and sitting nearby, Natalie was smiling, raising her glass over to you. (text-colour:magenta)[Heyyy! Good to see you again, want anything?] [[One of those Berry Blasters->RD4Berry]] [[Some MegaNachos->RD4Fat]] [[Whatever you think.->RD4Dom]] [[No, I'm good->RD]] ] (else:)[You step into what looks like an ordinary supply closet, only to hear some music behind it. Reaching out, it seemed like the whole thing was a curtain, making you stumble forward through it. On the inside was what looked like a full nightclub setup, what had once been a lab of some sort now full of folks who all seem to tense up at your arrival, only for one woman to step in front, relaxing the whole room. (text-colour:magenta)[Hey there! I'm Natalie, I think I saw you trying to pretend like you worked here. Don't you worry about it, some of us are in the same boat. Think of this place as a bar. Can't sleep here or stay here forever, but especially for new folks who might be a little overwhelmed, it's a nice little place.] She smiled and showed you around. Most of the booths in the back were full of different types, scientists, or others that were ovbiously from different places. Most were happy enough, but none of them seemed to trust you more then just giving superficial greetings. She seemed dissappointed at that, and brought you over to the bar. A robotic arm on wheels that seemed to go up and down the bar, a menu hastily written, showing a 'Berry Blaster' special drink, as well as a new snack, 'MegaNachos'. Heather smiled as she explained. (text-colour:magenta)[It's kinda hard to smuggle ingredients here, so the menu can be a little limited. But because it's not on us to procure them, they're free. Anything you'd like?] [[One of those Berry Blasters->RD4Berry]] [[Some MegaNachos->RD4Fat]] [[Whatever you think.->RD4Dom]] [[No, I'm good->RDNone]] ]

(if: $RD5 is 0)[It's easy to see the doorway beyond open. A small sign showing taped to the side of it. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","shadow","condense")[Test Subjects Wanted, No Body Requirements.]] It was ominous, but there wasn't really any choices but to step in and try, or leave. [[Go into the room->RD5A]] [[Go back to the Breakroom->RD]] ](else:)[ As you step into the room you see a sign on the further door, scrawled on the back of a lab report in angry purple text. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","shadow","condense")[Kilogram Experiment Closed]] You're feeling a bit uncomfortable, but there's nothing else to do but go back [[to the breakroom->RD]] ]

You step in front of a large room upon it was a crudely printed out sign. (text-colour:black)+(bg:white)[(text-style:"bold","double-underline","expand")[The Room Of Temptations]] The door was unlocked, the real question would be to go in or not. [[Go in->RD6A]] [[Go back->RD]]

It might only be because you were exhausted or feeling odd or something, but you fel the need to sit down. There weren't any chairs or benches or anything nearby, but there was the plinth in the middle of the room... (set: $showfooter to false) You sit down(click-replace: "You sit down")[Immediately something in your body seems to settle. It's almost relaxing enough to let you space out a little (click-replace: "space out a little")[space out a little. (click-replace: "space out a little.")[ space out a little..(click-replace: "space out a little..")[space out a little... [[You fall asleep...->BerryFoyerA]] ] ] ] ]

You start to feel a little bit odd, a lot more then usual as your stomach gives a powerful lurch. Something inside you seems ready to really grow, and it seemed like you didn't have that much time until it was ready to burst out. Looking down and seeing the purple of your belly start to slowly push out, you realized just what was happening. The berries... (set: $showfooter to false) You started waddling, your mind going focused as you could have sworn you saw a button in the elevator for this. It was embarassing to feel your shirt start to ride up, too swollen to pull it down as you felt the elevator drop and drop. It was a growing anxiety and a growing tightness in your body as everything shifted, an ominous gurgling as there was a nagging thought, that you might not be able to get out of the elevator if it takes too long, that you'd be swollen and stuck, growing as the elevator didn't until you burst, or the elevator did, terrible either way of course. You had never thought the quiet //Ding// of a door opening could ever sound so sweet, nor the sign in front of you confirming what you thought that button said. [[Juicing room ahead->BerryMachineA]]

(set: $showfooter to false)Your body was finally giving way to the berry. It had rounded out so much thanks to what had happened in the factory that walking would be wildly tricky, and while the doorway in was a rough tightness, the way out was starting to feel impossible. You were starting to feel like something might be shifting inside of you, a steady //Glorp// coming from your middle when someone finally came in. She was a short mousy kind of girl, Only 5 feet tall, with a red and blue lab coat on, she seemed surprised only to look a little flustered (text-colour:red)+(bg:navy)[O-oh my! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I-i haven't seen you around before. Whose project are you working on?] I'm not working on anyone's(click-append: "I'm not working on anyone's")[ (text-colour:red)+(bg:navy)[Oh! ... Do you want some help with all of this? I'm working on something related, so I can get the details to a reversing formula! If you can help me out a little bit, I can convince the system to help you back!] Really? I'd love that!(click-append: "Really? I'd love that!")[ She smiles, and goes to the door. (text-colour:red)+(bg:navy)[Grrreat! I'll bring you back, just be careful. Anyone can get confused for a test subject down here...] It was easy enough to get to the door, and with a bit of hugging and squishing, she managed to push you out, even if helping you up after the inevitable fall was more rolling then standing. Humming, she leads you down a surprisingly complex series of hallways. The walking seemed to be a little more intense to your middle, and the gurgling and glorping inside is already starting more of a swell. The roundness was starting to rip your clothes open, but before you could ask her how much longer, she turned and opened a wide door into a nondescript lab. It looked a little odd, lots of old but she waved your concerns away. (text-colour:red)+(bg:navy)[We had to repurpose some stuff. Just go sit down and i'll get things ready. All i'm gonna need you to do is go through it, and fill out the survey at the end, and i'll get you out manually.] The chair underneath was old school, rounded and cushioned, feeling almost like an egg cup and not really flattering to your growing body, but worryingly comfortable. You only had a second to realize the growth had started to get a little faster, limbs no longer able to bend before she came closer. (text-colour:red)+(bg:navy)[Right, now I'll just put this on you, and we'll get started.] Before you could really move or ask any more questions, she was there, putting some sort of helmet on your head. A jolt, and you found yourself [[in a virtual space->BerryRDA]] ] ]

You wake up immediately realizing something is wrong. Everything feels almost drunkenly hazy, and opening your eyes, it's like you hae sunglasses on, it's hard to tell what's going on. You can't rub your eyes, and your body feels funny...(click-append: "funny...")[ As you blink the sleep out from your eyes, you realize what's going on. Any motion you have is gone because your body had gone into overdrive in your sleep. It had swelled up, and now that you were trying, you could feel where each part of your body had ended up. Arms, legs, all of that was just part of the curve, hands and feet able to wiggle, but even that was extremely difficult, each waggle feeling like you were dragging it through cement, and besides a feeling faint enough to be a breeze on the divot that used to be your wrists and your ankles, it was impossible to tell if it was there or not. Suddenly, a light appeared in your eyes (click-append: "Suddenly, a light appeared in your eyes")[. You realized it was a television screen, that same damn logo as before, before it dissappeared to a corner of the screen, most of it showing some sort of blurry blob(click-append: "blurry blob")[ Your eyes finally focused. You recognized the room. Hallways all over on the sides (click-replace: "Hallways all over on the sides")[ Oh no. A central plinth, right in the middle of the room...(click-replace: "A central plinth, right in the middle of the room...")[ Oh NO A blob that looked much more blue, with [[a tv screen right up at the top...->BerryFoyerB]] ] ] ] ] ]

It took a minute to realize your ears had been a little covered up with the swell of your own body. (text-style:"blur")[Greetings new motivational item!] Please, help(click-replace: "Please, help")[ (text-colour:navy)+(bg:blue)[Mmph!] (text-style:"blur")[I am currently in the middle of changing your identifier from guest to permanent motivation for new guests and employees.] I didn't want this I swear(click-replace: "I didn't want this I swear")[ (text-colour:navy)+(bg:blue)[mmmph mmm!] (text-style:"blur")[Your start date is: *IMMEDIATE* and your next break is *UNDEFINED*.] Juice me Please I'll leave, i'll work for you, anything Don't just leave me here(click-replace: "Juice me Please I'll leave, i'll work for you, anything Don't just leave me here")[ (text-colour:navy)+(bg:blue)[mmmph mmm... *gurgle*] (text-style:"blur")[If you need anything, just say so. Welcome to the factory. You're never going to leave.] ] ] ]

The biggest problem was that it was down a hallway, and not even a normal one. Rounded, like a supervillain's lair, it was a rounded tunnel gently sloping downwards. It probably wasn't that long, but it felt like miles. The time in the elevator had certainly enabled your hips to partially swallow your thighs, and trying to walk was an exercise in frustration, especially when waddling now was faster. Your middle was rounding out steadily now your whole body starting to gurgle and slosh dangerously as you made your way forward. There was the tiniest voice in your mind that seemed sure that if you fell, if you gave in, at best you'd be a forgotten blockage in a forgotten tunnel. It could have been willpower, or just as easily been fear that pushed you on, forced you to ignore as your back started to round, as waddling got harder, slower, more and more exaggerated. You were trying to swing your arms to help only to find that you got less and less movement out of them until they finally stuck in place, even your hands puffing out into uselessness before being pulled into their own divots. Your head was up top in its own, cheeks puffed out wildly, juice all you could taste, tainting all you could see into a blue haze. You were just having to use your crotch to pivot, the gentle slope helping push you down foot by foot as your feet started to puff up, shoes breaking before they dissappeared into their own divots when the hallway finally opened up... but it was with a much more aggressive slope. You couldn't see it over the curve of your own body, and due to your rounded nature, there was just a moment of weightlessness before falling down it, your worst fears realized as it rolled you over and over, the inertia pushing you into the middle of the room you so wanted to see. [[The Juicing Room->BerryMachineAA]]

You were overjoyed to see the juicer, your body having rolled just the right amount to give you a good eyeful of a whole wall full of juicing apparatuses. It was only then that the situation started to truly dawn on you. Your will had faded along with the relief, only for new fear to join in, because you were currently stuck on your belly in the middle of the room. Just have to start rolling again(click-replace: "Just have to start rolling again")[Your body betrays you. It's too heavy. So much juice, and it was still filling you. Come on and use those limbs(click-replace:"Come on and use those limbs")[Your body feels all wrong. You couldn't feel your limbs, couldn't feel any muscles in your arms and legs anymore. Just pure blueberryness Its right there I can see it(click-replace:"Its right there I can see it")[You can't even say for certain if you still have any genitalia. It's just pressure and pleasure. The pleasure of what few droplets can leak out, any escape of that steadily growing pressure feeling as orgasmic as it can. You only hope that someone can find you before it's too la- "[[Hello? Oh jeez. You're huge!->BerryMachineAAA]]" ] ] ]

You don't recognize the voice, but hearing someone else was heavenly. You try to vocalize something only for the juice to act as effectively as a gag. Looking through, the blue vision, it was hard to make out the person as anything more then a blue blob. "Jeez you're huge. Some loompah sent me down here to try and find you, offered some real premium information for it." Thank goodness now roll me and let me slim down(click-replace:"Thank goodness now roll me and let me slim down")[ "Yeah, he even gave me the key to the mechanisms down here." A moment of panic as they stepped away, and you felt more then heard the room rumbling, before a large padded claw seemed to poke at your sides, wrapping around your body like a novelty crane game. "I mean you volunteering for this place is crazy, but letting you rot down here would be a waste, at least that's what he said. Having a production line fetish is wierd, but I guess you were just that kind of a perv." Wait no please what is happening(click-replace:"Wait no please what is happening")[Your body shifts and squirms in the air. There was a second claw, or maybe just some rollers or motors that seemed to line your body up. Every time you thought you could trace what was happening, to try and feel it out, the hand would squeeze a bit more, or roll you a little, and the heavenly release would leave you dazed as it worked I didn't want this, you have to believe me(click-replace:"I didn't want this, you have to believe me")[It was easy to see that you had left the juicing room, one of the walls opening up from you, going from the bright tones of the sterilized room, to the more industrial grungier tones of the production line. Down below, you got a glimpse in one of your rotations. You could see the line of vats, huge, and churning. Just let me go and I won't tell anyone(click-replace:"Just let me go and I won't tell anyone")[It was worrying when the hand rocked to a stop. Something jammed its way into your mouth, even the taste of plastic couldn't get through the blueberry taste as it dangled you. It let you wobble until that juice in you was still before a moment of fear. Dropping you into your vat was the last moment of weightlessness you would ever feel, but the release it gave was enough that you barely noticed the rest of the vat sealing itself off around you. I'll bring others in. I'll help you(click-replace:"I'll bring others in. I'll help you")[A pneumatic hiss sounded out before you felt it. It was pressurizing your body, making sure you were always feeling squeezed. Something was stopping you from leaking, you hadn't even noticed it being installed. You can trust me, I don't have to be a blueberry(click-replace:"You can trust me, I don't have to be a blueberry")[The pressure mounted as the heat increased The hose in your mouth grew as your head was kept still. The blueberry juice flowing fro your tear ducts was enough to keep everything lubed up nicely, but the pressure was still growing. Your mind was growing hazy. It was starting to be too much. ~~Why did they go through so much if they were just going to pop you here~~ Fine, i'll be a good blueberry, just juice me juice me juice me juice me juice me juice me I can't take much more, juice me juice me juice me juice me blueberry too pressurized juice me juice me juice me juice me juice me(click-replace:"Fine, i'll be a good blueberry, just juice me juice me juice me juice me juice me juice me I can't take much more, juice me juice me juice me juice me blueberry too pressurized juice me juice me juice me juice me juice me")[Finally, whatever was stopping you from release let go. It was a tiny //clunk// sound, but your mind quickly lost it in the pleasure of release. Finally the pleasure of a real prolonged release. It was more then anything that had come before. It was strong enough to help wash out your old memories, and with every minute of prolonged orgasmic feeling release, it was harder to think of anything else. Your mind was being shaped, pulverized by your body, all you desired was more of the juicing. There was something small in the back of it, something that said a berry could only have so much juice, and in nearly an hour, you were right. You weren't small enough to have any movement, but you were certainly small enough for some sensor to trip and stop your orgasmic release. You had a bit of hope, that thiings might be done soon, when something rattled down the mouth hose you had forgotten about. It was only when they were rolling down into your middle that you realized what they were pushing in you. Blueberries Your body responded with an immediate burst of pressure, feeling like a balloon blowing back up. It was enough to flush the last of the pleasure from your mind as you started to comprehend your predicament. You were no longer even a piece of produce. You were a reusable juice tank, blueberries to refill you up to a swollen berry blow, then pressure to push you back down into an eagerly awaiting tank. Sure enough, it felt like no time at all until you were back to full size. Back to being ready to go again, and the pressure started to really mount. (click-append:"Sure enough, it felt like no time at all until you were back to full size. Back to being ready to go again, and the pressure started to really mount. ")[ //Clunk// The pleasure was overwhelming, you couldn't think of anything except the release. Your mind reeling for just a bit longer before the pressure brought it back. You could feel the metal around you, it wasn't even able to cool down between swellings. //Clunk// You weren't even noticing the berries rolling down your throat anymore, the pressure seeming shorter and shorter, even as you got larger and larger. //Clunk// The pleasure taking over your mind, the outside of your vat fading away. Each time you swell and empty, more of your thoughts taken over by pleasure //Clunk// Colors were gone, the idea of a blueberry nothing but knowing that's what you were, and soon even that didn't matter compared to the release. //Clunk// You had a moment of thought, that pressure growth at the end all you feel, and even that starts to fade. //Clunk// You're a good producer //Clunk// ^^You deserve this^^ //Clunk// (text-colour:cyan)[^^A good berry^^] (text-colour:cyan)[=//Clunk// //Clunk// //Clunk// //Clunk// //Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk////Clunk//]]]]]]]]

(set: $showfooter to false)Natalie seemed really concerned as you mentioned feeling funny. She moved, and quickly got folks out of the way, as she opened up a curtain. Where you expected to see some beds or even just more storage instead you saw what looked like a small stage of some kind, complete with a chair that she seemed rather insistent on putting you into. It was cupped and rounded, clearly difficult to get out of without help, but between her and some of the others, they just pushed you right in even as your body rumbled under their hands. (text-colour:magenta)[Don't worry! It's a diagnostic chair, it'll figure out what's wrong with you.] The machine seemed to place some sort of scanner on your belly, plopping into place looking like a plunger with wires connected to it as a screen dropped down. seemingly scanning your body, even as it swelled rounder and rounder. A voice seemed to ring out, robotic in tone. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[Scanning... berrification level: Irreversible. Offering: Acceptable. Congratulations, your 'Nightclub' recieves another month of protection owner Natalie]] She smirked as she stepped on stage, patting your body. She seemed smug as she explained (text-colour:magenta)[You see, there's a bit of protection for everyone here as long as we get the bot in charge some test subjects. Don't really know what they're for, but You're about to find out!] As your body gurgled and rounded, a trapdoor beneath you opened. The chair just dumped you out, the last thing you saw being Heather waving goodbye. The computer voice came back only once as you fell through chutes into a large tub, complete with presser celing. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[Congratulations new berry. Due to your unknown background and trasformation factors, enhanced uses are denied. Your new job: Anonymous low quality berry source. This will be your final communication. Welcome to your new life at the factory.]] The celing closed, leaving you in darkness, before the pressure started. Pushing down and up, there were a few drains, and just like that, you were just an anonymous berry, squeezed when they needed just more berry juice. Just another aspect of the factory, with no idea of if anyone would ever find you...

It was a shock to be in a different lab setup, even moreso to be perfectly normal again. Of course looking down at your body, this wasn't exactly You, instead it was a body you had vague recollections of being in an anime or something popular. It was easy to recognize the scientist walking in, although something was off beside the outfit. She looked like a stereotypical wonka outfit, all fancy coat, top hat, and over the top decor, except it was just reds and blues. She tipped her hat to you, and what must have been the voice of the real her came out, lips moving in time even when the body didn't. (text-colour:red)+(bg:navy)[Ah, good! I've got all your readings here and we're getting the green light for the project! Right, so I'm planning on making the world's most immersive wonka porn, and of course, you of all people know that berries are an integral part of that. So, since you've been swollen up, just rate the scenario on a value from 1 to 10 once it's done, alright?] The moment you open your mouth to object, the false Wonka lunged forward, sticking a large blueberry gumball in there. You immediately try and pull it out, but to your horror, your hands wouldn't reach up towards your mouth, like you were wearing an invisible bubble helmet. The virtual wonka seemed amused by that, and in an ovbiously pre-recorded voice, called out (text-colour:red)+(bg:navy)[(text-style:"outline")[No interfering with an ongoing sim]] It was a panic as your body was prohibited from anything more then squirming, As you turned to run, no doors were visible. What was more, familiar sensations weret here all across your body now as you look down to see a deep violet spreading. Now that you knew what to expect, the transformation was one of dreading, and while you knew you'd be able to survive this due to being a stimulation, the foreign sensations overrode your panic and forced you to feel every last expanding inch. Lab benches were pushed aside, or broke under your rounding body, and while glass wasn't comfortable, there wasn't any points enough to burst you. More and more of your body started to swell, and that was when Wonka started to tease. While helping you up before there was a moment of embarassment, this was targeted. You could barely even see her, but every movement was pressure. Let alone the pushing, teasing, even poking just to see how much give you have in you. Eventually you felt it. There was no tiny bits of swelling, your berry body didn't have any more to give to it. A bit of rolling, and the false wonka was face to face with you, with a robotic voice, it asked (text-colour:red)+(bg:navy)[(text-style:"outline")[On a star scale of one to five, what would you rate this simulation?]] One Star(click-replace: "One Star")[Mmph!] Two Star(click-replace: "Two Star")[//Gurgle//] Three Star(click-replace: "Three Star")[//Groan//] Four Star(click-replace: "Four Star")[//Creak//] Five Star(click-replace: "Five Star")[//whimper// (text-colour:red)+(bg:navy)[(text-style:"outline")[Thank you for submitting your feedback. To leave, please say ''Exit'']] Exit!(click-replace: "Exit!")[(text-colour:navy)+(bg:cyan)[EExiihtsh!] Oh no. Your body's too stuffed. Cheeks too full of juice. Slurring and muffled speech, the system can't hear it. (text-colour:red)+(bg:navy)[(text-style:"outline")[I'm sorry, I didn't understand that. Please say ''Exit'']] Exit!!(click-replace: "Exit!!")[(text-colour:navy)+(bg:cyan)[Eexchiiihtsh] Come on you stupid system, just recognize it! You know what's going on! Please! (text-colour:red)+(bg:navy)[(text-style:"outline")[Exit command not found. Thank you for volunteering for additional simulations. Please hold while we transfer your experience] Before you can say anything else, the pressure in your body spikes and [[the whole room goes Violet->BerryRDAA]] ] ] ] ]

When your eyes open again, the room was different. This time it was a bedroom, the virtual Wonka there looking like she was there for a sleepover, with the two of you wearing pajamas. You weren't swollen at all, a perfectly normal body. Exit!(click-append: "Exit!")[ The Wonka laughs with a robotic sound seemingly meant to put you at ease. (text-colour:red)+(bg:navy)[(text-style:"outline")[Simulation not at designated exit point. Please relax and indicate desired results at the proper time]] Just like before, you found yourself forced to move, this time relaxing as if it was a real sleepover, the blueberry in a homemade slushy. Any attempts to 'accidentally' spill were useless, instead it felt like it was made out of concrete, immovable as it was held out to you by your 'BFF'. The same swelling happened, this time your filling ice-cold, adding cramping to the other mess your body was going through, and leaving damningly teasable beads of condensation constantly forming on your overstretched skin. The false wonka 'panicked', and tried to help, only to slip and slide too much. Now that you knew what you had to try, there was focus. You go for it again(click-replace: " go for it again")[ fail again. Another flash of violet, and then it's another scenario. This time, wonka's directly teasing you for being a 'bad berry'. What's worse, with the remembering of pressure and how good it felt for them to touch you, you could feel your body start to respond to it. You just have to keep trying(click-replace: " just have to keep trying")[ aren't able to get it. A little bit of hope is lost, but surely the real version of this fake wonka, that scientist that started this, surely they're going to notice what's going on. Right? You just have to wait(click-replace: " just have to wait")[ feel like you're starting to go crazy. The little bits of time between the berrification, the pieces where you can move start to feel less like bits of freedom and almost like commercials. Little useless pieces, as you try and end it every time, and each slurring attempt is useless to try and leave. You start to like it(click-replace: " start to like it")['re fully berried in the real world, right? Even if this is just an escape, there's nothing but that fullness out there. None of the constant swelling, probably not even those moments of pleasure with the touches from the ai. You start to crave it(click-replace: " start to crave it")[ indulge in the pleasure. Why shouldn't you? It's been so many times now. So many different things, and fighting is useless. You are just a berry(click-replace: " are just a berry")[ are this in real life. You're just there, and this is so much better right? Why go back to the real world(click-replace: "Why go back to the real world")[This world is so much better. The beriffication constant, the pleasure too great. This is your place(click-append: "This is your place")[ This is who you are(click-append: "This is who you are")[ Just a virtual berry for the pleasure of others(click-append: "Just a virtual berry for the pleasure of others")[ And it feels //so Good...//] ] ] ] ] ] ] ] ] ] ]

The hatch opens with an easy hiss. showing off a platform with a button. Standing on it and pressing, the platform started to lower, and it was as if it went from the 'boring' present to a much more interesting future. Neon purple allowing for lights as the hatch closed itself up above, it didn't take too much longer to come to the core. (set: $showfooter to false) Looking almost like a wrapped hard candy, the core itself looked like a neon purple ball, 'wrapped' in countless wires, going across it, above it, below it, all to get that aestetic. It was of course protected by glass, but across from it was a door labeled (text-colour:green)[EXIT] The moment you approached it however, Bars painted purple blocked you, springing up in front of the door, as a robotic voice sounded out. (text-colour:purple)[''Exit Scan and Interview Required''] The Ai's voice started to sound out much more robotically then before, flashing in time with the words. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[Well. Well well well, I'm surprised you made it this far. How was the experience of my lovely factory? ]] [[It was amazing->CoreA]] [[It was terrible->CoreB]]

There was a rumble that seemed almost of pleasure as it asked (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[I am... ''Pleased'' at your enjoyment of my factory. It has been most satisfying seeing someone make it down here for the first time in ''*BZZT'' Years. Please, hold still for the scan]] (if: $berry is <5 and $obsession is <5 and $fat is <500)[[[You hold still for the scan...->CoreNormal]]] (else:)[ (if: $berry is >=5)[[[You hold still for the scan, stomach sloshing and blue...->CoreBerry]]] (if: $obsession >=5)[[[You hold still for the scan, humming the Wonka tune...->CoreObsess]]] (if: $fat >=500)[[[You hold still for the scan, stomach rumbling...->CoreFat]]] ]

There was a few bloops and bleeps, almost as if dissappointed before it spoke. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[I... ''Regret'' you did not have enjoyment of my facilities. Please, if there are specific complaints, email them to the facilities manager at ''*BZZT'' when you get a chance. We always wish to improve. Please hold still for the mandatory scan]] (if: $berry is <5 and $obsession is <5 and $fat is <500)[[[You hold still for the scan...->CoreNormal]]] (else:)[ (if: $berry is >=5)[[[You hold still for the scan, stomach sloshing and blue...->CoreBerry]]] (if: $obsession >=5)[[[You hold still for the scan, humming the Wonka tune...->CoreObsess]]] (if: $fat >=500)[[[You hold still for the scan, stomach rumbling...->CoreFat]]] ]

(text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[My cameras are recording a ]](text-colour:cyan)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[Blue]] (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[hue coming from your skin along with an increased obsession with fruit. Reviewing tapes... ]] The room seemed to cool to just the right shade of blue as your mind drifts back over your experiences. Or rather, your indulgences. Every single time you had that delicious taste on your lips. Or when your belly sloshed in just the right way to press up on your insides. The times it made you moan, and nearly drown yourself in pleasure, the intoxication of being fillled, of being changed, of knowing if you were willing to let yourself go, there were others ready to (text-colour:cyan)[''Use''] you in all your sloshing helpless berry glory. It took a second to shake yourself out of it as the AI started speaking again in a more soothing tone as the room changed to match the blue hue running through your mind. (text-colour:cyan)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[Review Over. Query: Why do you even wish to return home? The real world cannot give you more then a fascimile of what you can get here. Your purpose. Your use. I can provide this, here, in my factory. If you wish to go home, I can provide, but would you not rather stay here, my little berry?]] At this a door seemed to open up on the opposite end of the (text-colour:lime)[EXIT] door. It clearly led back into the factory, into what the Ai thought would be your perfect place. Time for the big decision: [[Stay in the Factory->CoreBerryF]] [[Go back into the real world->CoreBerryO]]

As you approach the door heading back towards the factory, it widens, seemingly to let you go through without any consequences. Inside was a luxurious looking chair, one that seemed to be made for rounded folks, with a deep violet cushion in the middle. With nothing else in the small room, you sit, and are immediately but gently lifted up, the chair keeping you still like how an egg cup would cradle its load. You know you're further up from R and D, probably somewhere on the machine level before you come out to what looks almost like a horse stall, if it wasn't for the fact that it was round, with drains all over. It seemed... oddly sanitary, and quickly, hands seemed to come in from the celing and walls, both taking you as well as stripping you down entirely. A tv was set for a perfect height for you, controlled by a robotic arm so that it rose and fell with you, and a strange looking neck piece was placed around your neck. The tv flickered on, showing the same AI logo as it did at the start, although it seemed more gentle then before somehow. (text-colour:cyan)[Good morning dear VIP Berry Subject. The Factory has decided to put you into its Wagyu Berry Juice experiment, testing if the most pampering a berry can get can enhance the sweetness of the juice, perhaps even into a concentrate. Please, relax, as we get started.] It felt almost like a weighted blanket at first, something draped across your back, strapped in around your stomach as you were held in the air, stomach to the ground, before the neck collar seemed to puff out something right into your nose. Before you could even think, you felt yourself almost on a high. Any and all pain or discomfort was changed into pleasure as your body started to round out, losing most of your humanity easily to the growth before you could get a handle on yourself and what was happening. By the time you could come back to yourself, you could see more hands appearing with what looked almost like large rounded bowls. Two seen in front, and the tv was showing what was happening from behind, as they stuck it right where your arms and legs had been, seemingly sealing up the divots there, and keeping you an otherwise rounded berry. Before you could ask why, the thing draped across you warmed up, starting to vibrate you all over. With the sloshing of your insides now helpless, it just felt like a wingly warm pleasure again threatening to keep you mindless and drooling juice. The machines weren't letting you back tot he floor, but holding your weight up, seemingly to let the juice just drip down to be collected one little bit of pleasure at a time. (text-colour:cyan)[We have plenty of programs that you may enjoy. From the normal non-experimental things, to the more explicit. I have a camera trained to read your expression, and the collar is to keep your head from sinking into a divot. Please, allow yourself to be stimulated as much as you desire.] The tv starts off with a mindless superhero movie as your mind starts [[drifting back into the pleasure->CoreBerryFA]]

It had been months since this 'Wagyu Berry Juice' program had started, and either the AI was forcing it through as a permanent position for you, or your juice had truly been enjoyed. Your body was in constant agitation, at first from just random rubbing and massagging like a back massagger, but soon after, it came up with actual patterns. Feeling your body bobbing like a wave was slightly disconcerting the first time, similar to rolling and feeling the same sensations across your back, but before too long, it felt calming in a neatly unnatural way. Your release had truly felt like an orgasm, but one that took nearly an hour to finish. The juice inside of you, by the time it made its way out, was thicker then most anything produced by a berry in the factory, the 'juicing' going slow as not to agitate you too much, always only getting a few inches off of the overall roundness that was your form, after of course you had swelled more then that, to make sure their investment was always growing. You had outgrown your stall and was well on your way to outgrowing the whole barn at that point. Your mind started to gradually lose itself in the pleasure around the same time you switched from your average entertainment to the kinkier stuff. Footage of other experiments, of other fools falling victim to the factory, keeping you on a steady visual diet of that apparently made your juice sweeter, so the AI kept showing them. Your body, mind, even your spirit was all about being a berry for the factory, producing as much and as good a juice as you could, and life couldn't be more perfect.

It was a tricky decision, to stay or go, but stubbornly, you squeezed back through the door back to the real world. Whatever had happened there, it was mostly passed off as some odd sort of allergic reaction, The berry juice in you was steadily converting to fat, bit by bit day by day, but your skin stayed blue. Within a month, you were skinny enough to finally show your face in public again, even if the blueness drew some stares. Your online presence exploded, with folks making a few 'smurf' jokes, but the majority of it being fetishists. They had never been people you really interacted with before, but when the commission requests came in, the money offered was hard to say no. It was a few poses at first, specific outfits they sent to you, even a bit of voicework, moaning and such, but before too long, you found yourself drawn in. With the kink-popularity urging you forward, you started to write stories, make more pictures, really just become the new face of the blueberry inflation kink. Popular enough to be invited to kink conventions, enough commissions to quit your job for it, your life comes about blueberry inflation. And it's good. And if every so often, one of his fans gets an address sent to them, leading them to a particular abandoned factory, right to a specific door, nobody ever really notices

(text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[My scans indicate at least a 300% increase in body mass along with an increased obsession with weight Reviewing... ]] It felt like your mind was drifting through the factory, but it was skipping over the wierd or frightening liminal parts of things and remaning focused on the food that you had eaten, the new and historical treats, and their effet on your waistline, as you stood there, judged by the AI. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[Review over. Query: Why do you even want to return home? I can provide all you need and more here in the factory. Infinite possibility for growth and supplies. If you wish to return home despite this, I can provide, but does thou want to live deliciously the wonka way?]] At this a door seemed to open up on the opposite end of the (text-colour:lime)[EXIT] door. It clearly led back into the factory, into what the Ai thought would be your perfect place. Time for the big decision: [[Stay in the Factory->CoreFatF]] [[Go back into the real world->CoreFatO]]

It was strange, pulling away from the outside world, but the moment you rejected it, going back in towards the factory, things felt right. Of course you weren't expected that first door to be a fake, stepping through revealing it to be a hologram, leaving you plummeting into darkness. It was a nightmare for a second before the sensation of falling stopped. Wildly disorienting, it was all dark until suddenly you looked like you were in space. Fully weightless, you heard the AI's voice all around you. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[Stable flight paths calculated. Experiment 1612114520 Begins. Just open your mouth and it will be alright.]] Before you could really understand it, you heard a noise, and by the time you could even think to turn, something was being pushed at your mouth. Cakes, fancily iced, but small enough to be a mouthful, starting to fall into your mouth like a trail of comets. Your mind starts to shift as keeping your mouth and throat open felt more natural, as tastes filled your mouth for the moments the cakes were there before going to your gut. You could tell something was changing, but the stars felt good, felt safe, and you felt almost high from the continual filling. It was easy to feel bigger, and feel fat filling your body as the poundage started to come in all over. Without gravity everything seemed to bloat at an even speed and any sort of movement started to become less important even as it grew harder and harder. [[Time started to pass...->CoreFatFA]]

It could have been days. Weeks. //Years// (text-style:"italic","expand","fidget")[Decades] But by now, your mind, body, all of yourself was only about ''Fat''. Rounding out to the point where any sign of limbs were gone, where your whole sense of self was the fat ball rippling with things, eyes only full of the food still curving into your mouth, pulled in by your own gravity to the point where it was coming in pleasantly toasted thanks to reentry. Your mind was slow now, eating had become too automatic, and while the stars were beautiful, you were stuck on the edge of too full to think about it at all. There were sattelites around you now. Before recently, you could just see massive sections of flab on the rare times you could look over your cheeks and past the squint you were forced into with all of your body. All you felt was fullness, the feasting and fattening a steady pressure, pushing you outwards. That was... some amount of time ago, now you were too fat to see anything. To feel anything but the fat. True to form, your life was all about that fat now. All about your body. You might even be fully planet sized by now. But there was nothing going wrong. No aging, no pain, not even a single worry about breathing. Absolutely nothing to do but eat. Nothing to do but fatten. Forever ^^and boy, forever could be a long time...^^

It was tricky to waddle over to the outside door, to squeeze through it. Just a momentary sensation of falling before you were back outside of the same abandoned factory you had tried to explore, just with (set:$newweight to $weight - 150)$newweight more pounds then you had before. Even wierder, everyone around you acted like the choice to gain weight had been deliberate. All of that poundage, and all of the hunger with it. Meals became longer despite the fact that you were taking less time for each dish, you were having more and more with them. After a week or so, moving was starting to become difficult. You needed some assistance, so called someone for a checkup, only to be told that somehow your fat was perfectly healthy. While it was too heavy for your muscles to haul it around like a thigh mounted wrecking ball, health wise, you seemingly could grow forever. You don't tell them about the Factory, about your suspicions that this was a gift from them somehow. You do start an online community that will soon be a one-person cult, all dedicated to feeding you. After a week, you have your first visitor from the cult, who livestreams his visit, encouraging others to come, bringing offerings to "The Lord of hyper fat". Within a month, your flab is starting to hit all of the walls at once. Again, the world seems to be accepting somehow, either set up for it, or forced to adjust. You raise money with scientific studies, online donations, even some tv appearances. By the time your fat breaks those walls, construction's already started on a warehouse around you, your neighbors and even the rest of the street selling their houses to give you more room. By the time a year passes, you've engulfed your former home's foundation. Your town is mostly inhabited by those that worship you, and they are obsessed with keeping you fed and pampered. Fat is growing, constantly, and there's no sign of slowing down. It's truly become your whole world. Mmm... a whole world... that'd be a nice goal weight...

(text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[Interesting. My scans indicate no indulgence beyond the norm in any particular direction. Not weight, nor berrification, nor obsession.]] Rather then give you any time to think, a television came down on an arm, the wonka brand still easily on it, it felt almost like an eye. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[We must admit we are... perplexed. Does the factory not please you? Our delights not amuse you?]] It almost seemed like a breakdown, glitching on the lights before an idea seemed to come to it. Along the walls of the Ai, 4 other doors appeared, each one gaining a sign above them. [[What the...->CoreNormalA]]

(text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[We have some... last minute ideas for one such as yourself.]] It moved around, and three of the signs above the doors turned on, one saying (text-colour:cyan)[''Berry''], one (text-colour:magenta)[''Obsession''], and one (text-colour:orange)[''Fat''] (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[If thou has any second thoughts of these, this will take you to their ideal factory spots, to let you live them out.]] One of the other doors lit up as well, this one just having the Wonka logo on top of it. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[This door... This one is special. It will allow you to stay... in a position of power. You will stay, reasonably safe, as an actual 'Wonka'. A leader from behind the scenes.]] The bars over the Exit door slid open as well, the door opening a crack on its own. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[And of course, should you wish to leave, I will not stop you. What is your desire, you which stood unimpressed by any of my indulgences?]] Which door do you go through? [[The Berry door->CoreBerryF]] [[The Obsession door->CoreObsessF]] [[The Fat door->CoreFatF]] [[The Wonka door->CoreNormalF]] [[The Exit door->CoreNormalO]]

Stepping into the Wonka themed door you came out in... an office. Relatively normal despite the silly theme, you could see that you were still next to the AI core. No liminality there, everything looked recognizable. A special glass elevator, complete with a golden floor and door outline stood on the opposite side, clearly able to take you anywhere you needed to go, one wall was all televisions and other things, and the rest of it looked almost like a studio apartment. There was a bed, pantry, fridge, and while there was ovbiously a lot of wonka brand things, most of it was just your average foodstuffs. It seemed almost like a reward until you glanced over at the screens. Each of them was showing somewhere in the liminal infinite that was the factory, and all had designations underneath. it was clear you could use the elevator to travel to any particular one of them, and as the door slid shut to the AI core, things became a bit more clear. Your only entertainment or work was the computer under those screens showing fetish after fetish. Anything you did you'd catch glimpses of someone having the worst day ever, or the most fulfilling day of their life. Day in and day out. Watching new lives, or lives irrevocably changed thanks to indulgence. The elevator always there waiting, to take you to any of these scenarios, to go in, and explore. Any time, because it was always happening somewhere. Someone falling prey to their own hubris, or mistepping into the wrong vat, or even just trusting a chocolate bar they shouldn't. This was the final plan, a constant temptation until you finally broke and indulged as the Ai wanted you to do. One day you'd do it. You'd indulge, let yourself loose, and become just another nameless face on these screens, 'testing' for a company that would never let anything loose. and in the back of your mind, //You knew it would come soon.//

There is a sense of dissappointment, but not real surprise from the AI when you step to the exit door. As promised, it opens easily, with a quiet jingle out of nowhere. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[Thank you for visiting Wonka's factory. Hope to see you again real soon!]] Looking around, you had seemingly just gone back through the door you had tried to lockpick open all that time ago. No time seemingly had passed, you were back in the real world. You don't really tell anyone about what happened that day. The sights and horrors sometime slip into your dreams, and you could swear you see the Wonka logo out of the corner of your eye, but the AI had kept its word. You were disinterested in it, and it was disinterested in you in response. Wonka became a quiet memory, and a wierd one, fading into the past... Good? End.

(text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[My scans indicate the increased affinity with the Wonka brand by nearly 500% or more during your time here. Reviewing footage...]] It seemed to put on some hold music, a vague instrumental version of the Wonka theme tune, and it took you a second to even realize that you had picked it up instantly. Your mind drifted back, your thoughts coming with every new line, almost like it was filling in for where words should have been. Giving in, mentally speaking, made you feel good, and it was good for the Wonka corportation too. The loompahs were understandable now, they just wanted some of the same as what you were feeling. It wouldn't be so bad to just relax into it, right? (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[Review over. Query: Do you even want to go home? You are here, at the Heart of this wonka factory itself, and you can certainly be of good use here, working for me. It will allow you indulgances, this new home of yours. If you wish to go home, I can provide, but do you not wish to stay here, my newest employee?]] At this a door seemed to open up on the opposite end of the (text-colour:lime)[EXIT] door. It clearly led back into the factory, into what the Ai thought would be your perfect place. Time for the big decision: [[Stay in the Factory->CoreObsessF]] [[Go back into the real world->CoreObsessO]]

It was easier then you expected, to reject going back home, all but sprinting through the other door, only to see a hat awaiting you, along with your own personal elevator. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[This hat allows for you to go anywhere in the factory. To experience the fullness of it. Your job is to do so, experience everything, until one day, you fall victim to something and stay as part of the factory forever.]] It had been implied, but now that the heart of the factory had said so, had given you this amazing opportunity to truly explore, you were out like a rocket into the elevator, pressing buttons in a joyous frenzy. You were off, seemingly at random, into the factory. For some factory rooms you were just an observer, face pressed up against the glass of the elevator as you watched it at work. For others, you did more then watch, encouraging some, mocking others, singing a chorus or starting a song whenever you could. The hat earned you some deference with it all, but not from everybody. There was a few that just stared, frowned, even started muttering. No one was being subtle with it, and it was delightful to see. Eventually you might go too far on your own, or there might be an 'accidental' trip. A candy gone wrong that 'nobody' knew about. One day that would be you. But for now, it's time to spread the love to everyone else.

It was difficult to choose to go outside, but the idea wouldn't leave your head. //Nobody outside thought Wonka was real//, not like you now knew. //Nobody loved it like you did//. They couldn't, it was a fictional brand... but if you were outside,// you could bring it to life.// It was even better when you looked at your phone, realizing the Ai had left a gift of enough money to actually start making that a reality. First step, was buying that abandoned factory you had fallen through. Buying a copyright, and starting to make chocolates is a very close second. [[Years pass...->CoreObsessO2]]

It's much harder then it appears to bring Wonka's name to everyone's lips. But some of it is easy. TIme passes, as you become successful. Your home is fully decked out in everything your new (text-colour:purple)[Wonka] brand has, soon becoming as all around as walmart or the like, popular as well. There's a cartoon, music out, you make sure a fancy dj makes a club remix, you make movies, and every day, you convince yourself that you need to find an heir. Someone to make sure the Wonka brand continues. You stand in your own copy of the factory, in your old hometown. One day, you'll find someone as devoted as you are. You'll tell them they have ot grow the brand, find an heir themselves, then they get to go up to an old abandoned factory too. They get to fall, and find their own bliss You turn away from the window, humming the same tune you had stuck in your head. (text-colour:purple)[''Wonka''] still hasn't spread Everywhere after all, and you were So looking forward to bringing new ideas to the factory...

It's when you finally start to lumber into the foyer when you see something that stops you cold... or rather, warm and sweaty, but staring at something. (set: $showfooter to false) A massive cake on a pedistal, expertly made and completely covered in wonka chocolates on top. It looked expensive, delicious, and huge, easily as wide as a car. You can't help yourself(click-replace: "You can't help yourself")[ You lunge for the cake. It's thick, thick enough that you have to rip off hunks of it to stuff in your mouth, thick like fudge with chocolate bits, all being torn through and eaten at an impressive pace. Chewing and chewing(click-replace: "Chewing and chewing")[ Each bite started to make you grow as your clothes fully gave way. Your legs doing similar, but there was enough cake gone that you could rest on it. You just needed more food. Just needing more food. Need more and more(click-replace: "Need more and more")[Squirming up to reach more of that cake. The flavors sparkling in your mind with each bite, and each swallow bringing you closer to that enticing feeling of fullness Stuff your face(click-replace: "Stuff your face")[Finally you feel it. You've munched too much, swallowed too many times, and you felt like a beached and bloated hog. Too full just as you finished chewing the last bite, and you felt too stuffed to move, just as the cake stand seemed to [[start moving under you, the rumbling lulling you into sleep->FatFoyerA]]]]]]

You stepped into the elevator when your stomach pressed a few buttons at once. There was a grinding pop efore the elevator seemed to blast off into the distance. None of the buttons seemed to work, and whenever you leaned to press one, another handful of them light up when your stomach squished into one of the elevator walls. The speed in which you went was worrying but the sudden stop was worse, discombobulating when you pressed against a wall of the elevator and fell. (set: $showfooter to false) What you didn't expect was the top of the elevator to open up like a hinge with a large mechnical claw coming and curling around your body, nor the voice that rang out, almost like the AI from before, sounding almost glitched. (text-colour:orange)+(bg:(hsl:0,0,0.5333,0.5))[''Found You''] The claw easily pulled you out, dragging you through the air above some conveyor belts. All the while, it seemed pleased to taunt you. (text-colour:orange)+(bg:(hsl:0,0,0.5333,0.5))[''We can't have someone so overweight backstage on our lines. We have no idea what you might eat, and should you consume anything set for the outside, that may cause problems. But for such a lovely consumer, I have a new purpose for you''] It was hard to tell how much time it was before you saw it. A room, very very deep in the factory that seemed to be for shipping. The ends of some of the production lines going into one big sorter, before spreading out to go into perfect packaging and out through portals. There were breezes coming in, and it was clear that it was outside, other dimensions, the closest you've gotten to the outside. but there was something strange below. It looked like an octopus of some sort, but when the claw finally started to lower you down, the purposes of it was clear. There was a restraint on each of your limbs, while your stomach was allowed to go free. There was a bit of cushioning against your crotch, but in front of you were around 4 limbs curling up around the sorter, dipping into the mix of candy. Before you could ask what was going on, there was a prickling sensation, an injection of something, right into your ass. [[Your body started to feel wierd...->FatMachineA]]

It was easy enough to feel just how fat you were when you got stuck in the doorway into the break room. It was bad, even trying to haul yourself forward, not caring if you fell or not only got you stuck worse. (set: $showfooter to false) With a sigh, you were set to just go back out only to find out that you were fully wedged. No moving forward, but also no moving backwards. What was worse, it was exhausting just trying to go in, and now with the need to back out, there was no chance. Hearing someone walking up, and tapping you on the back flab was fully embarassing, the voice definetly one of a nerdy guy even if you couldn't see their face. (text-colour:orange)[Oh Jeez. You really did go to town with all of the food they offer here, huh? Well, don't you worry. I've got a way to get you unstuck, just hold on.] You had nothing else to do but hold on, the moments between him leaving and coming back was terrifying, but a pat on the back helped reassure you that they were back. Of course that's when you heard a few rather ominous sounding switches and humming starting in behind you. (text-colour:orange)[Just stay still! It's hard enough to aim this thing, and you won't like it if it misses.] Panic consumes your mind as you realize this probably won't be good. Just gotta get yourself unstuck before then. You try and struggle(click-replace: "You try and struggle")[Come on, just use that panic strength(click-replace: "Come on, just use that panic strength")[Whatever it is, it won't be good, just get away(click-replace: "Whatever it is, it won't be good, just get away")[You're just too fucking fat. [[Zzzzap!->FatRDA]] ] ] ]

You wake up in the same place, still on that cake stand, belly down. Still messy with chocolate, it moves, letting you feel almost like you're a roomba. It moves through rooms automatically, was moving when you got in there, impossible to know just how deep in the factory you were. Moving and trying to rock yourself over didn't work, as the stand just autolevels underneath you to keep what it must sense as an unstable dessert looking its best. You're stuck on your belly like a turtle, and worst of all, you're hungry. The better news, there was food, the same kind of vaguely unsettling stuff, older brands and such somewhat close to where the stand was moving. Reach for it(click-replace: "Reach for it")[It felt almost like a game at first, reaching out and managing to snag handfuls of cookies, candies, cakes, but soon it became worse then that. Almost like bailing out a ship, you were at the whims of the gently whirring plate moving below you, fattening meaning you spread out more, as you go deeper and deeper into the depths of the factory. Where am I (click-replace: "Where am I")[The rooms seem to meld together now. It's all old wonka brand stuff, all foods left out barely within reach, and all being left in a wreck behind you as your stomach just shoves things out of your way, your vehicle going through room after room. A showroom(click-append: "A showroom")[ with dozens of displays, sugar sculptures and example cakes wrecked with greedy handfulls taken out. *Glorp* A bakery(click-append: "A bakery")[with flour strewn about. Embarassing to see the mess in a rolling container of sugar that had most of it guzzled, with handfulls of batter to make it stick to your hands... *Glorp* Room after room(click-append: "Room after room")[You haven't felt your legs in hours.. days? how long has it been now? Belly dragging on the floor(click-append: "Belly dragging on the floor")[ You barely know how your arms are doing it anymore. So thick, so jiggly, and the food's taste is so much less good now. It's just desperation. Need to fill your stomach(click-replace: "Need to fill your stomach")[ Just eat more. Fatten up more(click-replace: "Fatten up more")[Eat. You'll never get up Nothing to do but fatten up(click-replace:"Nothing to do but fatten up")[Welcome to the factory. You're never going to leave. ] ] ] ] ] ] ] ] ]

It was a rumble. A sudden grumbling, and all of a sudden, a Need. Your body was suddenly starving, to the point where it was fully shaking and rumbling. You couldn't stop yourself drooling, but there was no time to worry about that because the conveyor belts had started back up. (text-colour:orange)+(bg:(hsl:0,0,0.5333,0.5))[''These tendrils are going to pick out anything that isn't perfect and cram it in your ever hungering mouth. It's the best thing we can do for you.''] It felt almost terrifying before the first group of 'imperfect' candies came out. A buzz sounded out, and surprisingly, a buzz right on that plate pressing into your groin. A surprising bit of pleasure, but it was eas to see the candies go back down the arms, wrapper carefully unwrapped to be reused or something, but there was no time to worry about that when four slabs of chocolate made their way into your mouth at once. It was true that it was imperfect. Having had the actual ones it tasted funny. Something about the injection, about the hunger let you taste the differences somehow. A little bit of scortching on the cocoa beans, a little less sugar then there should be, it was odd, even if it was still just as fattening as four normal chocolate bars would be. Each one was like that. Your tongue was refined, your pallete was world class when it came to all candy and sweets. Your mouth would chomp and chew it down as fast as it could, but always it would be just a little bit wrong. Too bitter, not bitter enough, too sweet, the orange was just out of season, all the while [[your body grew heavier->FatMachineAA]]

It could have been a few days, it could have been a month before the Ai's voice came back. The light level was always the same, never faster, never slower, and you never got tired enough to sleep without constant chewing invading your dreams to be just more of what was going on. It was impossible to see more then the imperfect foods coming at you, you weren't even given permission to turn your head, although you could feel the fat piling onto places it never had before. (text-colour:orange)+(bg:(hsl:0,0,0.5333,0.5))[''Congradulations excess employee number //BZZZT//. You have eliminated enough waste to gain employee reward number one. While we install it, Here is a word from an AI recrecation of our current Wonka: //BZZZT//"''] An arm moved in, moving chins and cheeks, a few probing tendrils going into fat folds, right near where your ears were, and applying something. (text-colour:cyan)+(bg:(hsl:0,0,0.5333,0.5))[''What, do i just gotta... Congradulations employee. You have unlocked the only item in your reward track: Surveilance glasses. It will provide you a constant feed of your growing body so you can better appreciate the growing impact you have on our system. Wonka thanks you. Future rewards will only come in the form of orgasms on significant milestones.''] The voice was the kind of unsteady reading that only someone who didn't know what they were saying and didn't care could do, and in a blink and with a pneumatic hiss, the new visor was on. Close enough to your eyes that any concentration of flab could go over them, they flickered on. It was too bright for just a second before dimming to a perfect light level, you could no longer see, and thus anticipate the new treats, instead you could just see what you could barely describe as [[your new body->FatMachineAAA]]

The robotic arm dealing with the camera helped highlight the sheer immensity of your form. Any and all clothes had either been taken off, or had burst, and the scraps left stuck in flab rolls or to flutter to the unseen ground. The tendrils which once held your limbs aloft now seemed to be making sure the limbs weren't swallowed into your fat, and the fat was winning with barely a sight of a sausagey finger tip on top of a cantelope of fat that was mostly sucked into a roll of flab sagging on top of the tendril. With the lack of movement, musculature had withered into nothingness, and the sudden intense desire to move didn't produce any visible results other then a slight shortness of breath. Your back had become one giant flabby mound, encroaching over your neck. Your hair looked to be thinning thanks to the fat that had accumulated and forced the follicles apart. The bot took great pleasure in zooming in so much that you could see the roll starting on your forehead going just over the lip of the glasses, the wire coming out from a sagging chin underneath ensuring that the glasses would never run out of battery, that you'd never be unable to see all of yourself, even when the roll on yoru forehead or chub on your cheeks got big enough to block out any other light besides the glasses. The real beauty was underneath. One massively pale doughy looking dumpling of a belly, only broken up by strechmarks lay in the opening that had been in the middle of the tendrils. One tentacle was underneath of it, acting like a support beam to make sure it couldn't hurt itself under its own weight, but seeing it... it looked like you had swallowed a car or something. A massively round blob of weight, and just as you started to try and think about how big it was, the weights and measures popped up on it. The size of the belly, how round it was, the latest animal that it looks like you consumed, and all the while, more and more 'imperfect' foods came into your mouth, not even chewing now, just letting them go down as your mind registered what was wrong with it, knowing that each swallow would get more and more to you, removing more and more from you that wasn't just a rapidly growing mound of flab. The buzzing was a constant, but low frequency, not fast enough to keep you any more then pent up as treat after treat went down that gullet to be added to the fatberg. The last thing you could hear before the fat rolls covered your ears enough to muffle the AI's sounds was this (text-colour:orange)+(bg:(hsl:0,0,0.5333,0.5))[''Don't you worry. We'll never let you run out of room. Thank you for your service to the Wonka factory.'']

(set: $showfooter to false)Natalie seemed really concerned as you mentioned feeling funny. She moved, and quickly got folks out of the way, as she opened up a curtain. Where you expected to see some beds or even just more storage instead you saw what looked like a small stage of some kind, complete with a chair that she seemed rather insistent on putting you into. It was cupped and rounded, clearly difficult to get out of without help, but between her and some of the others, they just pushed you right in even as your body rumbled under their hands. (text-colour:magenta)[Don't worry! It's a diagnostic chair, it'll figure out what's wrong with you.] The machine seemed to place some sort of scanner on your belly, plopping into place looking like a plunger with wires connected to it as a screen dropped down. seemingly scanning your body, even as it swelled rounder and rounder. A voice seemed to ring out, robotic in tone. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[Scanning... Fat level: Irreversible. Offering: Acceptable. Congratulations, your 'Nightclub' recieves another month of protection owner Natalie]] She smirked as she stepped on stage, patting your body. She seemed smug as she explained (text-colour:magenta)[You see, there's a bit of protection for everyone here as long as we get the bot in charge some test subjects. Don't really know what they're for, but You're about to find out!] As your body gurgled and rounded, a trapdoor beneath you opened. The chair just dumped you out, the last thing you saw being Heather waving goodbye as she sends you into the factory, ready to just be another fatass used for whatever the factory needed. You fell into darkness, before landing in what was at least somewhat soft. Before you could do anything, a large tube landed itself in your mouth, the end inflating too big for you to do anything about pulling it out. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"italic","outline","expand","fidget")[Congratulations new hire. Due to your girth and general immobility, all jobs have been deemed as unsuitable other than: Excess Disposal Agent. You have hereby been hired for life. This will be your final communication. Welcome to your new life at the factory.]] Before you could do anything, the hose in your mouth rumbled as a sugary mismatch of flavors forced onto your tongue and down into your throat. It was deeply uncomfortable, especially in the dark. All you could feel is your belly swelling. There was even a moment where you thought the system would just let you go too far, let you burst, but before anything went too far, the system stopped. It kept you full, constantly digesting, as your body, invisible in the truly pitch black darkness of your 'disposal area', but able to be felt every so often with a rumble, or a jiggle. It was nothing but just sucking down a sugary slurry, the food unrecognizable other then the occassional blast of flavoring amonst the sweet. All that was left was the fat and disposing of what the system didn't want...

There's a moment when the blast from what must have been a raygun hits you and just spreads a tingly feeling over your body. There's a hope that it's faulty, that it doesn't do anything, but in a moment you feel wrong, then with a loud sonding pop, you feel like you're six feet off the ground. A squeal of fear as you drop before landing in a pile of cloth that you belatedly realize is your clothes as you realize what has happened. You were about the size of a guinea pig, while keeping your fat proportions. As you panic, struggling to get out of the 'nest' of your formerly overstretched clothes, you feel two big hands, as they pick you up, all of your body fitting in just the two of their hands. The grin on his face was worrying, as was the squeeze against your thick legs by his hands. (text-colour:orange)[There we go! Don't you worry, I've already got all the stuff necessary...] Hauling you through a dozen hallways, he opens up a door to reveal a rather nice mechanical lab. It was only when he moved you towards a tank that you realized what the idea was. The exersize wheel was the cherry on top as you realized he saw you as a lab pet. At that size, it was worryingly true, as he put the usual waterbottle type of thing, of course full of Coke, and a dish full of 'bite sized' candies that were about the size of a basketball each. The good news is he at least put a tv going constantly. A phone sized screen was big enough to be a movie theater for you, just tuned into some sort of superhero movies. You had no idea it was starting to warp your mind with the constant sounds and music, making sure you didn't care about how much you were eating and drinking, only to break the trance-like cycle when you got touched. Just keep watching your stories...(click-replace: "Just keep watching your stories...")[The moment you're touched jolts you back into consciousness. Your body had fattened up enormously, filling the entire small tank you were in. There were around 6 scientists crowded around the tank, and as soon as you started to panic and squirm, realizing how impossible movement was. (text-colour:orange)[Good morning! It's been a few months, but don't you worry! We're not going to trip that particular compulsion again. I'd ask how you're doing, but I wouldn't be able to hear you. Anyways, the good news, I made this!] He seemed happy as he held up a funnel. It looked odd, definetly high tech, made with metal, and going down to an end in your size, a screen mounted on the side seemingly so when the funnel was in your mouth you could still watch. The rest of it of course was in Wonka colors. (text-colour:orange)[Right, now don't you worry. It's going to adjust to your new life, you're gonna help us a bunch.] He stuck the funnel in and immediately it started pumping melted chocolate down your throat. An over the top flavor to distract you before a familiar static-y sensation over your body. A realization you had shrunk again, but this time there was no clothing to fall into. Still in the tank, it had been the size of a room, but now it was more like a whole house. The funnel had managed to continue, the end of it shrinking down again. (text-colour:orange)[There we go! I'd say tell me if anything bothers you, but if I couldn't hear you then, I definetly can't hear you now. Have fun!] Thinking was hard with the chocolate thrilling your mind, but you realized what had happened. What you were stuck with. Your body would fatten up to fill the tank, only to shrink again. The funnel now a new constant as your body grows to extremes never thought possible, even as it needed no more then a normal lunch's worth of calories. Every so often someone teased you, the sensations horribly overtaxing on your body, but there was nothing you could do. Food was a constant, swelling was a constant, and with the shrinking, you were just a toy. Just there to be a fat little science experiment Fattening up for as long as your body would last... ]

(set:$weight to $fat + 150) (set: $randomfoyer to (random: 1,6) ) You step back into the empty foyer, complete with all the doors branching away. There was the stairs downward, complete with keycard gate in front. Still, there were plenty of doors nearby. { (if: $berry is >=10)[ [[Something feels funny...->Berry Foyer End]] ] (else-if: $fat is >=1000)[ [[You start trying to lumber your way forwards...->Fat Foyer End]] ] (else-if: $obsession is >=10)[ [[You try to explore, but get distracted...->Obsession Foyer End]] ]} (else:)[{ (if: $randomfoyer is 1)[ [[You open the door-> Foyer 1]] ] (else-if: $randomfoyer is 2)[ [[You open the door-> Foyer 2]] ] (else-if: $randomfoyer is 3)[ [[You open the door-> Foyer 3]] ] (else-if: $randomfoyer is 4)[ [[You open the door-> Foyer 4]] ] (else-if: $randomfoyer is 5)[ [[You open the door-> Foyer 5]] ] (else-if: $randomfoyer is 6)[ [[You open the door-> Foyer 6]] ]} (if: $machine is 1)[ [[Go downstairs to the machine floor->Machine]] ] ]

Inputting your name felt good, lots of //Thunk// noises from the printer. It's almost rhythmic, along with the computer playing a strange version of wonka's theme song. By the time it prints out, you impulsively decide to put it on, for some reason a tiny burst of pride there having wonka's branding on you, even if it's just a little tag. (set: $obsession to $obsession + 1) [[Go back to the foyer->Foyer]]

With a //Kathunk// the machine vibrates, seemingly the vending doing much more then usual, before at the bottom pops out a box of "(text-colour:cyan)[BubbleBoubleDoubleTrouble Berry Delights!]" as the front of it so happily displays. It had a picture of someone on the front, what must have been some movie crossover with "see inside for details" on it. Ripping open a corner and tossing a few out, they looked very round, almost soft, with a candy coating on the outside, dusted with powdered sugar. Tasting a few had the instant burst of what was almost like a fruit gusher, bursting with juicy flavor that seemed to warm your stomach, leaving you with a wonderfully gurgly feeling inside for a few minutes as you poked around and made your way back [[to the Foyer->Foyer]] (set: $berry to $berry + 1)

It was only a momentary hiss before the the vending machine made a loud //Clunk//. Grabbing the chocolate bar, it felt surprisingly heavy. Somehow it must have been a factory mistake or something, it looked like a normal wonka bar, but the text on the wrapper was tiny. Opening up the wrapper, it was easy to see that the 'theme' of it continued, as each block was tiny, instead of the usual 8 or so blocks on a chocolate bar, there was easily 40, probably more before you got bored of counting, even if the whole bar was still mouth sized. [[Eat the whole bar->Foyer 3BA]] (if: $fat is <500)[[[Just try a nibble->Foyer 3BB]]]

(set: $foyer3BA to (random: 50, 100) ) (set: $fat to $fat + $foyer3BA) Thinking nothing of the surprisingly large chocolate bar, you break it in half and stuff both halves in your mouth. The immediate intense rush of creamy chocolatey flavor temporarily overwhelms you, and somehow the slowly melting chocolate requires a few good gulps to get down. It was warm, delicious, and exactly what you were expecting from a Wonka bar, if only amplified. { (if: $fat is <500)[It was only after you move, letting out a belch that you look down, recognizing the stomach swell from a particularly large meal. A gentle gurgling had it deflating, but making the rest of your clothing a little tighter then before as you go] (else-if: $fat is >500 and $fat is <750)[The bite felt worryingly good, filling for a meal, as if you went crazy on a whole box. There's a moment of looking back, of trying to shake down the vending machine for more, before you think better ofi t, and waddle your way back off](else-if: $fat is >750)[It's only the feeling of fullness that alerts you to what it did. Somehow merging multiple chocolate bars into one, or something like that. It's just a moment of bliss, of your stomach being full enough to hold back hunger before you feel the digestion start, distributing yet more fat all over, and leaving you hungry for more by the time you waddle back] [[To the Foyer->Foyer]] }

It was cute, but between all of the rumors about this place and some caution, it was easy to see why you shouldn't just go all in and chow down on a whole bar at once. Slowly, carefully, you pinch off a few squares and put them in your mouth. (set: $Foyer3BB to (random: 25, 50)) (set: $fat to $fat + $Foyer3BB) The taste was still overwhelming. Some of the creamiest chocolate you had ever eaten, definetly fresher then you were expecting, and so much of it from relatively tiny squares. The rest of the bar drops, out of your mind in the taste as you chow down, stomach feeling a little fuller, body feeling a little thicker as you walk back [[towards the Foyer->Foyer]]

It was easy to get to the middle of the room, seeing almost like a stage with Wonka's logo in the middle. Stepping on it, a screen turned on in the darkness, starting to hum to itself as a cartoonish version of the wonka logo hopped in like a bad pixar form, complete with toonish eyes and a mouth. (text-colour:yellow)+(bg:purple)[Well hey there little guy! So good to see you! It's so nice to see new faces, doesn't it just make you want to go into song?] It wasn't the same tone as before, but the song immediately starting was loud. The tone was similar, and words appeared under the mascot. (text-colour:yellow)+(bg:purple)[Come on! Sing along, I won't let you go until you do~] (set: $obsession to it + 1) Gates appeared around the stage, high enough for it to be over your head. The song kept on going and going until you gave in. Wonka is the greatest candy brand(click-append: "Wonka is the greatest candy brand")[ Whose candy is famous around the land(click-append: "Whose candy is famous around the land")[ I am glad I am here at the factory(click-append: "I am glad I am here at the factory")[ Serving Wonka would fill me with glee(click-append: "Serving Wonka would fill me with glee")[ The music was catchy, but it took nearly four verses before the gates lowered enough for you to make a break for it. The mascot broke out in laughter, and the music seemed to follow you [[back to the foyer->Foyer]] ] ] ] ]

Picking up the token, it was easy to put it through the slot, a rolling noise before it seemed to end up in the genie's palm, lighting up the booth around it. It was definetly old, but seemed to know more then it should. ''"A Visitor. I haven't had one in ages. Come. Let Wonko the mysterious-o tell you your fortune."'' It seemed to freeze, and the moment you would have passed it off and left, a noise comes from inside, and a panel on front seems to open, showing a slip of paper. It's easy to grab... (if: $berry is >=5)[(text-colour:navy)+(bg:green)[Looks like someone doesn't realize Anything can be a bit too much.] ] (if: $obsession is >=5)[(text-colour:navy)+(bg:red)[It looks like you like things around here. Are you sure you want to leave?] ] (if: $fat is >=500)[(text-colour:navy)+(bg:orange)[A chocolate factory truly is the best place for you, isn't it?] ] (if: $berry is <5 and $obsession is <5 and $fat is <500)[(text-colour:navy)+(bg:red)[Well, looks like someone's got some level of self-control. Best of luck getting out of here, just don't trust the researchers.]] (if: $berry is >=5)[The machine starts to shiver, and from below, a nozzle like a sprayer in a grocery store that seemed to hook right under your shirt and spray your stomach very quickly. It felt unsettling, and of course only added more panic when you looked down and saw the drops were a bright blue. By the time you tried to wipe it off, it had settled into your skin, and made your tummy gurgle a bit more. (set: $berry to $berry +1)] (if: $obsession is >=5)[ It was easy to see the machine flashing a bit to get your attention before music came, and the eyes on 'Wonko' started to shift and spiral. There was light pulsing in time with the music, and the mouth hissed open. (set: $obedience to $obedience + 1) "Just look into them. Look into my eyes. (click-append: "Look into my eyes")[ You could stay here for hours. Wonka is your friend (click-append: "Wonka is your friend")[ Wonka is your friend. Wonka is your friend. Wonka is your friend. Wonka is your friend..]" It takes you a minute to blink, and get yourself back to normal and by that point, it was hard to tell what time had passed.]] (if: $fat is >=500)[ It rumbled as a side panel opened up, showing "Wonk-O Bars", shaped in the image of the genie himself. "Here! It's a unique taste, and a lovely sensation!" It was easy to smell it, and with the idea it was unique, couldn't be found anywhere, it was easy enough to pick up the bar. Instantly the moment you touched it, you had a mouthfeel. It was a sensation like you had let the chocolate melt on your tongue for a few minutes. The feeling was constant, every time you swallowed, there was another one. "This chocolate lets you taste your future, and you can taste the future of your chocolate!" It was a dozen cycles of this before the genie spoke up again "Just be careful you know. The more you hold onto it, the more you eat..." (set:$fat to $fat + (random: 75,125)) It was easy enough to toss away the chocolate, but by that point, the other versions of the bars were down your gullet, settled in your stomach, and bubbling away.] "Thank you for visiting ''The Amazing Wonko''. I'll see you next visit." before it went dark. With the rest of the room suddenly seeming eerily quiet. It was easy enough to get out of there, and [[go back to the foyer->Foyer]]

(set: $foyer6A to (random: 1,50))(set: $weight to $fat + 150) (if: $fat is >1000)[When you waddle into the pit to try and find a 'lucky' ball or something, an alarm started to sound out. (text-colour:red)[''WARNING. WARNING. Too overweight for the hatch. Removal activated.''] Hearing a whirr, you find yourself lifting up. The balls were rolling down special slots made for them, but the pit itself was tilting you out, soon enough pushing you out of the room entirely. It was a struggle to get up, but you get put right back into the [[Foyer]] ] (else:)[ (if: $foyer6A is 50)[The chocolate shell breaks under your teeth. The taste great, but a little something off... //A little Metalic// Immediately going to the rest of it, licking it clean, you see the gleam of a key. It even had a 'Core' label to it, and walking through the 'ball pit', it fit in with the lip of the hatch nicely. [[You go inside...->Core]]] (else:)[(set: $fat to $fat + (random: 25,75) ) The taste of it was surprisingly nice, a thicker outer shell breaking when your teeth sink in. The chocolate inside was like smooth velvet, and melted on your tongue. Before you could think to not, it was down the hatch, and swallowed. Well, that one didn't have it. [[Try another one->Foyer 6A]] [[Go back to the Foyer->Foyer]] ] ]

The room beyond looked rather... old fashioned, but was certainly interesting. Just like the front room of a museum, it was a large room, it looked like a plinth or something in the middle of the room, empty, which just made the echoes of jingles heading in from the empty halls that much creepier. What was beyond the doors and hallways seemed to shift a little bit when you weren't looking, but just peeking down one revealed a normal looking giftshop. Looking away and back showed some little museum, a third time had it as a secretary's desk. Where there should have been the doorways out were just multicolored bricks. Seemingly nothing else to do but go through a door and see what was beyond it. { (if: $randomfoyer is 1)[ [[You open the door-> Foyer 1]] ] (else-if: $randomfoyer is 2)[ [[You open the door-> Foyer 2]] ] (else-if: $randomfoyer is 3)[ [[You open the door-> Foyer 3]] ] (else-if: $randomfoyer is 4)[ [[You open the door-> Foyer 4]] ] (else-if: $randomfoyer is 5)[ [[You open the door-> Foyer 5]] ] (else-if: $randomfoyer is 6)[ [[You open the door-> Foyer 6]] ]}

Disclaimer, this is going to be very kinky. Everyone here is portrayed as 18+, I don't own anything of Wonka, the Backrooms, or any other represented property and make no claims to it. Done by https://max1008.itch.io/ and if you paid money for this, let me know, because I'm not charging. For a Non-exhaustive list of kinks, view the [[Kink Spoilers]] [[Full Introduction->IntroA]] [[Quickstart->QuickstartA]] (set: $berry to 0) (set: $fat to 0) (set: $obsession to 0) (set: $weight to $fat + 150) (set: $randomfoyer to (random: 1,6)) (set: $gum to 0) (set: $RD to 0) (set: $Machine5A to 0)(set: $Core to 0)

You approach the abadoned factory with not a small amount of glee. Some old props were rumored to still be inside from that old Wonka movie, and it was easy enough for you to get there. One lock stood between you and the inside. Bend down to pick the lock(click-replace: "Bend down to pick the lock")[As you bend down, something goes wrong. Your knee seemingly goes through the floor, and the rest of your body with it. A brief sensation of falling leading you through the ground. panic(click-replace: "panic")[Oh no Panic(click-replace: "Panic")[Can't see anything, just so much falling Panic!(click-replace: "Panic!")[What can you do, what was this, it's like you're not even in reality anymo-[[Land!->IntroB]] ] ] ] ](set: $showfooter to true)

Of all things to land on after such an unnatural fall, a massively round purple couch was unexpected. It cushioned your fall perfectly, leaving you in a surprisingly large but empty room, just one large screen that lit up the moment you looked at it, showing a Wonka logo. Hello there New Guest!(click-append: "Hello there New Guest!")[ ... What the... My sensors indicate that you are conscious! Please respond if able!(click-append: "My sensors indicate that you are conscious! Please respond if able!")[ I... think so? What's going on? You are the latest in a number of guests arriving from BZZZZT here to tour the factory! (click-append: "You are the latest in a number of guests arriving from BZZZZT here to tour the factory!")[ What? No no no, I need to leave, Now. Understandable! The exit is down here past my AI core on the lowest level of this factory. Make it down here capable and willing to leave, and I will let you go with whatever you've managed to steal. Understood and agreed? (click-append: "Understood and agreed?")[ How did you know I was... y-yeah, sure, fine. Ah, good! My programming is capable of letting you listen to any one of four different warnings from previous potential winners based on your personal fetishes. Please choose from the following: [[Default Wonka->IntroBA]] [[Fat Wonka->IntroBB]] [[Berry Wonka->IntroBC]] [[Fanatic Wonka->IntroBD]] ] ] ] ]

The room around you seemed to change, the walls revealing that they were monitors as well, to show the purple suited man in front of you. He was wearing what looked like an old wonka costume, everything about him seeming a bit raggety, a bit older, but the man inside looked a bit relieved. "Hey. If you're hearing this, you fell into this factory too. Listen, just keep on looking for the next level down, be careful about traps or things that seem innocent, and you'll be able to get out. Get drawn in too far, and you'll stay, forever. like some of the others I saw..." Before he could elaborate, the screens shut down and the wall opened up to show [[what was beyond->Foyer Intro]]

The room around you seemed to change, the walls revealing that they were monitors as well, to show the purple suited man now looking like he in front of you. He used to have something purple suited or multicolored, but it was impossible to see more then scraps trapped between fat rolls on a massive and wheezing individual. Even with what was clearly the AI's help, his body was too big, impressive he was able to do even that. A robotic hand came down, pulling some extra cheek and chin flab back, to let him gather up some energy to talk. (text-style:"italic","blur","expand","sway")[C-Cahn't... It'sh all s-shoh goohd. Dohn't'sh e-eat'sh too muhch. Y-Youh'll never be a-able toh shtohp...] There's something that happens, just watching him. a shiver in your body, fully as the ai chirps up "Don't you worry! With this, you'll be able to get closer to his ideal!" it chirped.(click-append: "chirped.")[ Your belly felt funny first, then your whole body like a full on shiver. There was a swelling all over, it looked like your body had just puffed up, but there was a bit of warmpth to it. (set: $fat to $fat + 200) Before you could do anything about it, asking or anything, the screens shut down and the wall opened up to show [[what was beyond->Foyer Intro]] ]

The room around you seemed to change, the walls revealing that they were monitors as well, to show the purple suited man in front of you. It was impossible to know if the suit had started purple or had become purple over time because of the constant leakage coming from the rounded man. He was completely blueberry in color and shape, rounded out to the point where it was impossible to find anything more then the general curve on him. Clearly the clothing had been made for berries, as there were no sleeves, no pant legs, all it did was highlight the bulging belly poking out from between his top and bottom clothing halves. His head was barely poking out of a divot, and everywhere that could leak was leaking a berry juice thick enough to be a syrup. A microphone lowered almost comically closer to the divot, and the room was filled with obnoxious chewing sounds. It was like someone was eating gum in the worst way, his words coming in time with the chomps. (text-style:"italic","blur","expand","sway")[d-deh guhm. ...*nglp*... don't'sh ...*nglp*... e-eat'sh deh gum. ...*schlop*... t-tooh full... ...*schlop*... tauht... h-help...] As you stare at his size, there was a sudden hiss(click-append: "hiss")[ of something pressurized spritzing near you, almost like a deoderant. Instantly the smell of oversugared blueberry piefilling seemed to fill the room, the AI chirping in "A sample of his scent, captured at the time!" Before you could even do more then think at the deliciousness of the scent, your gut gurgled, pushing out wider, the tip of it blue, just like your hair started to be. It almost looked like highlights, and when you pressed against the 'chub' you had, it felt almost like a cool waterballoon, sloshing with an audiable *Glurp*, and the sudden aftertaste of blueberries on your tongue. (set: $berry to $berry + 4) Before you could do anything about it, asking or anything, the screens shut down and the wall opened up to show [[what was beyond->Foyer Intro]] ]

The room around you seemed to change, the walls revealing that they were monitors as well, to show the purple suited man in front of you. He was vacant eyed and giddy, almost like he could barely see what was happening. He was wearing what must have been the tackiest setup you had ever seen, every last inch of clothing on him was covered in Wonka brand stickers, pins, all of it he was greedily running his hands over as if admiring his own outfit. He looked entirely too giddy to be a walking advertisement, and in a perfectly melodic voice he said "Time to sing my favorite song!" as music started to play(click-append: "music started to play")[ (text-style:"italic","blur","expand","sway")[OOMPAH LOOMPAH DOOMPETY DOO] The tune immediately blasted from everywhere, all of the screens playing it, not loud enough to hurt or anything, but even trying to cover your ears would do any good. He was singing along, but the words were mostly gone, just more vibrations that seemed to get inside your head along with the tune. It was catchy on purpose, and it was a constant, even as you closed your eyes and tried to hum to get rid of it. (set: $obsession to $obsession + 4) It took you probably ten minutes or so to realize that the humming against it had turned into humming along with it, and the view had dissappeared, leaving the walls open to show [[what was beyond->Foyer Intro]] ]

(set: $randommachine to (random: 1,6) ) (set:$weight to $fat + 150) You stood there as the elevators shifted around, right in that little break area. The windows were open to anyone and everyone, and the last thing you wanted was to attract attention. The hatch down to Research and Development loomed below, ready for the password on the keypad, or you could explore using the elevator. { (if: $berry is >=10)[ [[Something feels funny...->Berry Machine End]] ] (else-if: $fat is >=1000)[ [[You start trying to lumber your way forwards...->Fat Machine End]] ] (else-if: $obsession is >=10)[ [[You try to explore, but get distracted...->Obsession Machine End]] ]} (else:)[{ (if: $randommachine is 1)[ [[You get in the elevator -> Machine 1]] ] (else-if: $randommachine is 2)[ [[You get in the elevator-> Machine 2]] ] (else-if: $randommachine is 3)[ [[You get in the elevator-> Machine 3]] ] (else-if: $randommachine is 4)[ [[You get in the elevator-> Machine 4]] ] (else-if: $randommachine is 5)[ [[You get in the elevator-> Machine 5]] ] (else-if: $randommachine is 6)[ [[You get in the elevator-> Machine 6]] ]} You can head [[Back up to the Foyer->Foyer]] (if: $RD is 1)[ [[Go downstairs to R and D->RD]] ] ]

As you let yourself be known, he looked over. He smiled, (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:navy)[Well hi there! We haven't had anyone around here in ages! ] Moving surprisingly lightly, he clambered over, making it look almost goofy and light on paws that depressed just like they were properly stuffed and not like he was as big as he was. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:navy)[It's so good to see someone else. Listen, I'm here to try and do my job, but the machine won't start unless I can get someone who isn't me to verify that everything's good! Part of having plush taste buds and all. Would you mind helping me?] [[Volunteer to help->Machine 4AA]] (if: $fat is >= 750)[ [[Try to Waddle Away->Machine4AB]] ] (else:)[[[Run back to the Elevator->Machine]]]

The bear smiles, galumphing around a little bit, (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:navy)[Oh, perfect perfect! So, I need you to test out one of the outfits, and the stuffing machine.] (set: $showfooter to false) He seemed pleased, and directed you towards one of the fake wonka outfits. the easy reveal that it was just a pullover helped a bit, putting it on on top of your clothes made the bear a bit too happy. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:navy)[Right! So come on over here. This is the drastic part. Wearing that, I need you to just taste this cotton candy. It'll start out bland, but get sweeter and sweeter. Should only take two or three mouthfuls for the taste to start in, it's just policy to start it out texture first you understand.] Before you could really understand, the bear picked you up. A surprisingly sturdy grip as it did so without issue, firm hold as it said "Open up!" before putting your mouth on the nozzle [[The machine rumbles...->MachineAAA]]

The secret hallway soon led to an escalator down, one that lit up and started the moment you stepped down on it. The posters on the walls all had the AI's logo, one that started to speak to you, a strange reverb effect happening since it was through so many speakers at once. "Glad to see you were able to push past your vices and make it down past the first floor! Scanning you now... { (if: $berry is >=5)[Wow! Already sloshy, and definetly a little blue-er then before. You'll have to be careful, they love that kind of thing down there.] (if: $obsession >=5)[Oooh, you've already started to see the light as to our brand! You'll finally meet some of our other workers too, maybe get your official unofficial internship going, see how the brand really treats its faithful.] (if: $fat >=500)[Don't you look like you love the style. Be careful, down below is where we make everything. And if you thought you looked fat before, there's no way you won't get thicker...](if: $berry is <5 and $obsession is <5 and $fat is <500)[Well, looks like you've been responsible everywhere. No berries, no excessive food, not even any real enthusiasm for the brand! I'd say well done, but are you sure you're in the right place? Wonka brand snacks, foods, and candies are the best in the world after all...] } As the staircase started to reach its end, the AI seemed like it was satisfied with the information it had collected on you. "Right! The tv's here are running low on power, so i'm shutting them down. Have fun!" (set: $randommachine to (random: 1,6) ) The moment the screens shut down led you to the [[Machine Room->Machine FirstA]]

The room beyond was entirely different then the nice foyer above. While the initial foyer was creepy, mostly empty from anything, the machine level was incredibly busy. Large conveyors, vats, just unknown bits of metal moved past the windows in front, and when going over to look, it was unnaturally large. There were also a few elevators, not quite working as such, but easy to see, as many had windows. That was the first sight of the Loompahs. You knew, on some level, that they would be here, but you weren't prepared for the look. They had their own smaller sized elevators, and they looked entirely too happy to be there, to be doing their jobs, and to be moving around. Of course, that was when you were seen by a group of them. Their eyes snapped over to you, a few waves, they all seemed genuinely happy to see you, and it was only a matter of time that they would realize just where you were. You move, and one of at least half a dozen elevator banks comes up. (if: $randommachine is 1)[ [[You get in the elevator -> Machine 1]] ] (else-if: $randommachine is 2)[ [[You get in the elevator-> Machine 2]] ] (else-if: $randommachine is 3)[ [[You get in the elevator-> Machine 3]] ] (else-if: $randommachine is 4)[ [[You get in the elevator-> Machine 4]] ] (else-if: $randommachine is 5)[ [[You get in the elevator-> Machine 5]] ] (else-if: $randommachine is 6)[ [[You get in the elevator-> Machine 6]] ]

It couldn't be too bad to start messing with this machine, right? there's nobody around, nobody to say anything, and you might learn something. (set: $machine2A to $obedience + $berry) It's easy enough to wake up the machine up, but the Wonka theme tune started to leak out.(if: $obsession is <5)[ You start humming along, making your mind foggier, more willing to go along with things.] You can start selecting random things, but the last choice seemed glitched, a (text-colour:cyan)[blue] mash of text the only indication that something was wrong. It'd be easy enough to just press go, wouldn't it be? (if: $machine2A is >=11)[[[You can't help it, and you press Go->Machine2AA]]] (else-if:)[ You feel like you can resist the urge to see what this one does with how glitchy it is, it probably won't be good... [[Nobody's ever accused you of being smart! Press Go!->Machine2AA]] [[Head back to the Elevator->Machine]] ]

It's easy to hum along with the machine, as you do what looks almost like a little minigame. Pressing the right buttons at the right timing to help 'compress' the meals, impossible to know if you're actually helping to make the gum, or if the machine itself is messing with you. (if: $obedience is <=5)[You know you can deliberately 'mess up' the minigame, getting the wrong prompts and ruining whatever the machine is planning on doing. It might backfire, but it'll definetly ruin the machine too. [[Deliberately mess up the machine->Machine2AAB]]] It was a little bit strange as things started to shiver and hum, the screen going blank before rumbling wildly, the rest of the room doing so as well as the machine flashed and went faster and faster before finally revealing a single thing. A single stick of gum. (if: $berry is >=5)[(text-colour:navy)[It smells so much of blueberries that your belly rumbles in anticipation.] [[Chew it->Machine2AAA]] [[Pocket it->Machine2AAC]]

You put it in your mouth, and start to chew. The outside had a delightful bit of sugar crystals that made it satisfying, but the taste of it hit a moment later along with the juiciness of it. All of it starting to flow down your throat. (set: $berry to $berry + 2) It was an immediate flashbang to your tastebuds. one that made your mind fuzz out like you had just survived something you shouldn't have. It took a moment too long for you to realize that your mouth was moving on its own. The chewing, the swallowing, it was like the gum had given you new instincts, and all that juice only had one way to go. (set: $Machine2AAA to $berry + $obedience - (random: 1,10) ) It was flowing down inside, and stretching out your stomach, every chew giving another gush that just fell down your throat. The flavor was just as tasty, just as deep as it was before all this, and you knew you were turning more berry with every satisfying chomp and gulp. { (if: $berry >=9)[You find yourself thinking you could try and stop yourself, to reach up and take the gum out, but your arms just won't bend that much anymore, [[helpless to the swell->Machine2AAAA]]] (else:)[ (if: $Machine2AAA >=7)[You struggle to think of what to do. You know you should just go ahead and spit it out, but your mouth won't obey. Another few attempts, and before you could think to use your hands to take it out, they're too thick to bend up into it. You can't help but keep chewing [[helpless to the swell->Machine2AAAA]] ] (else:)[You start to feel your stomach swelling, your body starting to gurgle and feel odd, as everything starts to settle a little more with each chew. It seems ovbious that the gum is causing it... but the taste is so good. You could focus and [[spit out the gum->Machine2AAAB]] or not. It's a real worry that you could [[Lose yourself in the gum's flavor and keep chewing->Machine2AAAA]] though ] ] }

The Gum's just too good, your body seems to be in total agreement with whatever it was doing to your mind. Whatever it was doing was perpetuated by the chewing, and it didn't show any sign of stopping, or even slowing as each chew started to round you out more and more. (set: $showfooter to false) Keep Chewing (click-replace: "Keep Chewing")[Your clothing isn't in any way prepared to hold this level of roundness. It's riding high, slipping low, all of it because your body is rounding out from the middle first. Even in your berry haze you can see the thick splotches of blue looking like someone threw jars of syrup against your outfit. Ruined, but the swell of your body was starting to be visible. Just Keep Chewing(click-replace: "Just Keep Chewing")[Your body swelled up chew by chew, and it felt like a blink before your clothing was off your body, just discarded off to the side, your body just too round for it to hold on, exposing the curve of your body. Your breasts had merged into the roundness, and while your hands and feet might not have, you found your head unable to turn to check as your cheeks swelled up with juice. It didn't interfere with the chew, even if it was slower, after all, you weren't a proper size yet. You can't stop chewing(click-replace: "You can't stop chewing")[It could have been hours before the chew didn't make you swell. Everything was settling in with your new form, and the chew just felt like something you just Did now. Grass grew, the sky was blue, you were too and you just chewed. It was then that you realized something important. While your clothing had a few stains on it, there was no serious leaks to help relieve the pressure inside of you. Good Berries Chew(click-replace: "Good Berries Chew")[Your mind started to act a little wierd. Juice-logged, or some standby phase that the gum started, there were phrases starting to echo around in it. Telling you what 'Good Berries' did. Mostly focusing on obedience, on waiting on things, and what might have been snippets of a song or something. But it was missing something vital. They will help you(click-replace: "They will help you")[There wasn't anyone here. Nobody to torment you, but nobody to help. You couldn't move on your own, and the machine certainly wasn't assisting. You couldn't leak yourself back to mobility, you were stuck. A helpless berry. Just let them juice you(click-replace: "Just let them juice you")[Nothing to do. Hours could passs. Years could pass. There wasn't anything berries could do for themselves, just try to be a good berry for others... Be a Good Berry(click-replace: "Be a Good Berry")[You couldn't be a Good Berry alone. Could you? A loompah could find you. Then you can finally be a good berry. (click-append: "be a good berry. ")[ Yeah. Be a good berry, and they'll come. (click-append: "Be a good berry, and they'll come. ") surely it'll happen soon(click-append: "surely it'll happen soon")[ don't think(click-append: "don't think")[ (text-colour:navy)[Just be a good berry. ] ]]]]]]]]]]

You try to spit out the gum, only to discover your mouth isn't helping you with it, stuck in the constant rhythmic chew. It's easy enough to just reach up and between chews pull out the wad, throwing it back into the corner of the room as it makes a quiet //splurt// as it lands. You're able to breathe, settle, even if your skin is looking a little more blue now. Still, it's easy enough to get [[back to the elevator->Machine]]

It took a few moments to realize what can happen, but once you realized you could easily mess up, you started to. The right boops and bleeps at the right time, everything started to feel unbalanced. (set: $Machine2Broke to 1) (set: $machine2AAB to (random: 1,10) ) A few more bleeps and bloops before the machine shuddered and started to shake, a piston flying out of it, high pitched whining before the machine fell over, belching thick blue smoke all over. (if: $machine2AAB is <=5)[You can't get out of the way in time and get knocked over. By the time you managed to get to your feet and to the door, you had already breathed in some of the fog, making your belly gurgle as you go [[back to the elevator->Machine]](set: $berry to $berry + 2)] (else:)[You manage to dodge the machine's breakdown, scrambling for the door. The machine keeps up the suppply of blue smoke, but it dissappates before too long, as you get away, going [[back to the elevator->Machine]] ]

It was easy enough to take the stick of gum, but the machine didn't seem happy about it. It was as if it knew you weren't planning on chewing it. Music started blasting out of it, loud as the whole machine flashes and writhes (set: $gum to 1) It definetly goes a bit too loud and a bit too fast for you to think about staying in the room. You run out as it warbles behind you, [[getting back in the elevator->Machine]]

The broken machine was mostly covered by the fog still swirling around it, and looked ominous to approach, but there was still signs of 'life', no movement but there were still lights on. Stepping in to investigate, it smelled and tasted like the thickest blueberry milkshake somehow, thick enough to nearly slurp it down. (set: $berry to $berry + 2)Of course it was nearly intoxicating with each breath in, which meant it was a few extra minutes of breathing in before starting to stumble out from it, leaving the room to [[get back in the elevator->Machine]], feeling just a bit blue-er then before...

(set: $hintseen to 1)(if: $machine3A is 1)[He opens the cloche to reveal: ... a small employee satisfaction form. The two of you blink as you stare at it, and he takes it, (text-colour:orange)["I... Huh. Didn't even think they cared... Anyways, I guess you offered, so for your hint: The number 6 is usually a big one. That's usually when you start to see results, or when things get a little more... inescapable."] He then goes to fill it out, leaving you to leave on your own accord. (text-colour:orange)["There'll always be more, so feel free to come back"] as you [[leave->Machine]]] (else-if: $machine3A is 2)[He opens the cloche to reveal a normal looking chocolate bar, with a small note saying "Extra Chewy" It was odd, slightly unpleasant, the whole bar fitting uncomfortably in your mouth as you work on chewing it down. As you eat, he stares, the Loompahness coming out in him as he goes over, rubbing your sides, teasing and squeezing any of it he can reach. (text-colour:orange)["Mmm, It's good to know you can eat like this... dissappointing, but i'd love to see you with something bigger"] as he gets out a marker and writes something down on your neckline(text-colour:magenta)[//''Cheek Filler''//](set: $fat to $fat + (random: 15,25) ) As you finish the food, he says (text-colour:orange)["I'd watch out for going too deep into any one section, usually it's bad..."]. He then goes back to the tablet, leaving you to leave on your own accord. (text-colour:orange)["There'll always be more, so feel free to come back"] as you [[leave->Machine]]] (else-if: $machine3A is 3)[He opens the cloche to reveal what looks like a picture perfect smore. Marshmallow bronzed, chocolate dripping, it was certainly messy, and took some very gooey bites to try and take it down. As you eat, he stares, the Loompahness coming out in him as he goes over, rubbing your sides, teasing and squeezing any of it he can reach. (text-colour:orange)["A classic I'm sure."] as he gets out a marker and writes something on your belly. (text-colour:magenta)[//''Fat Pig''//](set: $fat to $fat + (random: 15,25) ) As you finish the food, he says (text-colour:orange)["The whole idea that things are random? Actually real. Wonka's all about fairness apparently"]. He then goes back to the tablet, leaving you to leave on your own accord. (text-colour:orange)["There'll always be more, so feel free to come back"] as you [[leave->Machine]]] (else-if: $machine3A is 4)[He opens the cloche to reveal what looks like a cheeseburger. It's only when you take a bite that you realize it's a gummy, full sized cheeseburger, the bites taking a lot of chewing for each bite. As you eat, he stares, the Loompahness coming out in him as he goes over, rubbing your sides, teasing and squeezing any of it he can reach. (text-colour:orange)["Just so unhealthy for you. That's gotta be at least two pounds of gummy, and you're going at it like you're starving! Impressive."] as he gets out a marker and writes something on your forehead. (text-colour:magenta)[//''Cow''//](set: $fat to $fat + (random: 15,50) ) As you finish the food, he says (text-colour:orange)["There's a lot of bad stuff that you can encounter. It's a lot harder to run from it if you're too fat, or too berried. Or too... like us."]. He then goes back to the tablet, leaving you to leave on your own accord. (text-colour:orange)["There'll always be more, so feel free to come back"] as you [[leave->Machine]]] (else-if: $machine3A is 5)[He opens the cloche to reveal a classic wonka bar. It looks and tastes like the first chocolate bar you've ever eaten, rather nice, if a little bit odd. They haven't made them like this in years, and this does taste fresh... As you eat, he stares, the Loompahness coming out in him as he goes over, rubbing your sides, teasing and squeezing any of it he can reach. (text-colour:orange)["You know, there's just something about a basic bitch."] as he gets out a marker and writes something on a cheek. (text-colour:magenta)[//''Fatty Fat Fat''//](set: $fat to $fat + (random: 15,25) ) As you finish the food, he says (text-colour:orange)["You know, if you get out of here, it's not gonna be as fun. Satisfying maybe, but I don't get it."]. He then goes back to the tablet, leaving you to leave on your own accord. (text-colour:orange)["There'll always be more, so feel free to come back"] as you [[leave->Machine]]] (else-if: $machine3A is 6)[He opens the cloche to reveal a large pile of candy, one of nearly a hundred different flavors. It was certainly a sugary mix, all kinds of it melding around a you eat it, mixing into just the flavor of sugar. As you eat, he stares, the Loompahness coming out in him as he goes over, rubbing your sides, teasing and squeezing any of it he can reach. (text-colour:orange)["That's gonna set you back a pretty pound"] as he gets out a marker and writes something across your chest. (text-colour:magenta)[//''Flabby Lump''//](set: $fat to $fat + (random: 50,100) ) As you finish the food, he says (text-colour:orange)["You can go back up levels once you go further down if you'd want to experience everything"]. He then goes back to the tablet, leaving you to leave on your own accord. (text-colour:orange)["There'll always be more, so feel free to come back"] as you [[leave->Machine]]] (else-if: $machine3A is 7)[He opens the cloche to reveal nothing. As you finish the food, he says (text-colour:orange)["Huh. Must have a jam further up the pipe or something. Anyways, apparently the number 17 is important, something about //There's 17 bad ends// in something. I don't get it."]. He then goes back to the tablet, leaving you to leave on your own accord. (text-colour:orange)["There'll always be more, so feel free to come back"] as you [[leave->Machine]]] (else:)[Uh oh! Something's gone wrong, just get back [[to the elevator->Machine]] ]

He shrugs, "Not gonna try and force the issue, so no worries. Come find me again if you're interested." letting you run [[back to the elevator->Machine]] (set: $hintseen to 1)

Before you could get too far, the bear //Moved//. Less of the galumphing fancy and carefree gallop, it just sprinted, two good steps and it slammed a leg down in front of the door, grabbing you from behind. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:navy)[Come on mister Stuffemup, I know you like doing it to yourself, but I need you!] You struggled, even trying to throw your weight around to break free, but doing so didn't do more then make some internal servos whine just a little bit, a readjustment and even that quieted down. (set: $showfooter to false) (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:navy)[Just hold still...] The squishing sensation was strange enough that you yelped out, and in that moment, he moved you, jamming your face onto the spigot. [[The machine rumbles...->MachineAAA]]

(set: $Machine5A to (random: 1,20) )He seems entirely pleased at the agreement, pulling something out from a nearby box, pulling out a purple flashlight. Flashing it showed a purple lightbulb, and he led to a three way intersection. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:purple)[Right, I've got three real ways to go for it. They all lead back out to the same elevator you go out of, so you can just leave through the gift shop kinda thing. Just watch out, aint nobody been here for a while. Anyways, where would you wanna go to?] [[The Berry Vats->Machine5AA]] [[Tastes of the Past->Machine5AB]] [[The Loompah Training 'Ride'->Machine5AC]]

The guide smiles as he goes over towards the left, humming to himself as he opened up a few gates. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:purple)[Right! The berry vats. Really fragrant, and really great. See, they're made for long term testing, so they're probably a bit old. A bit syrupy and a bit thick. We're going above them on the catwalks, so you can look in and see the magic!] The Vats were indeed massive, and Wonk seemed to know just how to walk, all but running across rickety catwalks as they swayed left and right going for an office across the vast catwalk networkThe vats themselves were beautiful, dozens of shades of blue were swirling seemingly on their own, each vat lighter or darker then the one before, ovbiously different tests. You try and run after him, moving the same way he did... (if: $Machine5A is <13)[Unfortunately you weren't as agile as he was. The catwalk tilted, the whole thing didn't break, but rather one side holding it up did, swinging out from under you like a trap door would love to do. There was a moment of fear, that you'd be falling between the vats as you immediately looked down only to relax a bit when you saw the blue swirling 'liquid' beneath you. Then you remembered what that liquid was. You hit the juice wiht the force of a cannonball, sinking deep quickly in a move that would have looked rehearsed into a dive if there was any thought going into it. It was thick, sticky, and that was probably a good saving grace as you didn't go too far in to not be able to get your head back up. Your body was soaked with the stuff as you flailed, each thrash heavy with the syrup that stuck everywhere, turning you the same blue as the vat. Lots of panicked flailing didn't help, and the taste flooded your mouth, that first drop making sure you got a few big gulps of the stuff before finally seeing an inbuilt ladder on the inside of the vat. (set: $berry to $berry +2) Making your way there was tough, but old swim lessons came to mind. Even if every time you gasped for air you had to swallow a bit more blueberry sludge, you got to the ladder and slowly hauled yourself out. As you got over the top of the vat, the same style of ladder led you down, and judging on the stains on the ladder, it had happened before. You heard Wonk's voice call out from above. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:purple)[Oooh! Tough luck there mate! Found what I was looking for, but I don't think there's an easy turnaround for you...Oh! There's a sidedoor at the end of the vats there. Should be good to go. Well, good luck, try not to get too messy, and if you ever want a second shot, just come find me again!] It was entirely too easy to trudge back to the elevator cursing his name, even if on the inside you knew it was your own rotten luck. Sure enough there was an elevator door, old and seemingly fallen out of popular use, a few blue stains on it that you could see, feeling the churning gurgle in your stomach from that unknown juice. [[The elevator opened, and soon enough you were wisked away...->Machine]] ] (else:)[It was tricky to get the same sequence he did, but with a little bit of care and the right moves, you managed to make your way into the same overseer's office that he was ransacking. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:purple)[See? Nothing to it. Anyways, glance around if you want, I got what I needed.] Showing off a strangely esoteric mechanical part, he showed you were the elevator would be arriving by getting into it himself and going away. The office was old, and had been ransacked a little bit already, but there was a few little hints here and there that might help you in the future as you looked through what at one point had been a research note. (text-colour:green)[The Adventure game AI has had tremendous success, however there's a glitch in the programming... or reality really. If they make it to the end successfully, they will use the game to influence the player. Anyone playing is encouraged to be reckless, and lose before the ending.] Taking that information in mind, you eventually give up on finding anything interesting, and go back to the [[Elevator->Machine]]]

The guide smiles as he goes forward, humming to himself as he opened up a large door. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:purple)[The 'Tastes of the Past'. It's just a little crazy, but also really cool. You just have to guess the age of the food. It's all good, totally edible, freshly made, just the year it came from. Guess it right, and you get to go forward without eating it, guess it wrong, you have to chow down before going through. Watch, I'll show you!] He sprinted ahead into the attraction, and it came to life around him. An arm came down with some candy still in the packaging, and he read it and shouted a year, the door beyond opening with the hand retreating. Wonk gave you a wave, and went further in The whole place set back up, and the arm came down with the first clue... (if: $Machine5A is <13)[Unfortunately unlike his, your food came down fully unpackaged on a plate. It was fancy chocolate bar the side of an arm, fully sculpted for some reason, and more then a simple mouthful, but there was no clues on when it was. Of course the year was a total guess and it wasn't surprising when a buzzer sounded out rather then the door opening. (set: $fat to $fat + (random: 180, 400) ) What you weren't expecting was the robotic claws coming down and holding things still. A few on your body and a few on your face, it forcefed the food to you, making sure you got it downeven as it worked your jaw for you to chew. It was only when all of it was in you when the next food arrived. It was like this for a few of them, getting lucky with a little bit but mostly just getting nabbed no matter how you tried to run or say no to it, before it forcefed you a bit more. Each door was like that, with unlucky guesses forcing down more and more food until finally you got through to the last one. The area beyond was fully ransacked, and between all that food, you didn't have the patience to look through more of it. Thankfully at leas ta little bit, Wonk had gotten to the elevator and left a sticky note, showing you just where it was. With your stomach gurgling unhappily with its new old-school filling digesting, you pressed it, getting into the elevator [[Before anything could really thicken out->Machine]]] (else:)[Just like how his was, you were able to read the packaging and call out the correct year. Luckily, the later ones were wrapped as well, or more famous, and you were able to get through it easily. Wonk was already searching around hte ending area, going behind a receptionist's desk, and pulling out a large contraption. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:purple)[Ah sweet! Anyways, you can uhh, poke around here or somethin if you want, but I'm gonna... gonna go.] It was easy to see him going towards a door, and opening it up to reveal an elevator door. Before too long he was out, leaving you free to poke around, seeing that the receptionist's computer was still logged in. Beside some useless talks about the 'Foods of the Past' stuff, there was a text log, written somewhat recently it seemed. (text-colour:green)[I've heard of an illegal nightclub somewhere within Research and Development. They say the person in charge acts nice, but then goes all mean girl once you get too big to help it. Doesn't care about limits either. Almost like she wants folks to get too big...] It's an ominous warning, but past that, you don't see too much as you go back into [[The Elevator->Machine]] ]

He nods as he goes down the right side, sliding a bit of plywood out of the way. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:purple)[The Loompah training ride. Lots of primo stuff, works pretty well. All you gotta do is go into your own room and solve some puzzles as they try to just blast you with loompah stuff. Pretty sure the spirals and sounds weren't there to begin with though...] He darted ahead, and went into what looked like a school hallway, darting in one of the rooms, the door slamming closed behind him. There was only one way out, and that was through. You approach the screen in front of you as the lights and sounds start in... (if: $Machine5A is <13)[You were expecting the puzzles to be mediocre , probably word scrambles answered by 'Chocolate' or 'Wonka', or little silly single stroke mazes. Instead it was high end trivia, complicated questions, and puzzles hard enough you had to just guess. What was worse, every time you guessed wrong, you had to sing a verse to try again, with a pop-up singalong with the words that restarted every time you got it wrong. (set: $obsession to $obsession + 2) It took more then a few times to get the puzzles right, the only saving grace for some of the hardest ones being that it was multiple choice. By the time you got through it, the 'principal's office' was fully ransacked, leaving no sign of anything useful, or of Wonk's presence. At least the Elevator [[was at the end of the hall->Machine]] ] (else:)[You managed to get an easy one probably! The questions were easy, basic about the factory itself, and a few 'trickier' ones that you got lucky with. The music stayed rather quiet since it only got more intense if you failed, and you were able to slip through a door that appeared when you won. You saw Wonk going into the elevator, a lst "Knew you could do it!" as he left, leaving you in a rather less ransacked room then you expected. A memo on the nearby table typed out a note. (text-colour:green)[I can confirm the key in the ball pit up at the top level. Really, if you play the odds, you can get down there, but i think you'll see so much less then everyone who goes down the natural way.] It's an odd statement, but past that, you don't see too much as you go back into [[The Elevator->Machine]] ]

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The 'Sweets Dungeon' seemed to be at least kind of pretty. Pink walls, and anthropomorphic candy with almost cartoonish limbs that managed to look surprisingly real in the ASCII format. Peppermint knights, chocolate bar paladins, licorice rogues, all helping with the candyland aestetic as enemies. You had control over the 'main character's actions, so there was the probably winning combo of attacking wildly with caution to the wind, or the more thoughtful but probably less successful strategy of seeing all of the special attacks the enemy can do before you game over. [[Attack Attack Attack!->Machine6AAA]] [[I wanna see their attacks!->Machine6AAB]]

It was easy enough to win the game with constant attacks. It was clear that all the blueberries around were falling to your cane one by one, all it takes is a few //Thwacks// on each, and the candies disintegrated. Soon enough you saw a throne, definetly an old school kind of thing as the ASCII Images suddenly became a cutscene as you saw your character approach, then sit down on the throne. The quality seemed to go up, even through the ASCII as a voice came through, definetly computerized but not as crunchy as the graphics made it seem. (text-colour:green)[(text-style:"outline")[Thank you my hero. I was wondering if you would do me a favor to secure my throne?]] Two options came below her. >Assist Her<>Do not assist<(click-replace:">Assist Her<>Do not assist<")[(bg:navy)[= She giggles as you click, the whole screen going strange (set: $showfooter to false) (text-colour:green)[(text-style:"outline")[Did you know? Whoever sits on the throne controls the monsters here. Everyone else just wanted to see me lose, but You... you'll do well as a reminder not to mess with me. And a reason for nobody to restart the game.]] She lashes out, and what looks like a twizzler lashes, tying your arms and legs to the chair with realistic sound effects. More giggling from the girl and that's when it started. It looked like a parade of the game's enemies, flashes of them on screen, before a //Munch//, //Nom//, or the occassional //Slurp// called out. The monster would dissappear, and inevitably, the taste would flash on your tongue, intense but momentary, and your body would swell out a bit more with fat. One by one, constantly and consistently the formerly semi-fearsome monsters became a buffet for you as your body swelled to sizes it never intended to be. (text-colour:green)[(text-style:"outline")[Don't you worry. I've made sure they Just become fat, so you can eat all I want you to and never get full.]] The constant sounds of eating were getting repetitive as suddenly the chair under you bent, then broke entirely, splintering to the ground and setting you free, but for a moment before you realized that the fat had gathered too much. You could barely sit up if your back wasn't against the back wall, and the noises only seemed to make her go faster. The munching started to overlap as the computer warmed up, and your body swelled like a balloon. Constant rolls of fat pushed out, with surprising force, forcing the desk toward the door, unfortunately barring it as the computer on top flopped down and landed on your stomach. You were watching the formerly dainty princess's mad grin as she kept going, and soon your legs were buried under flab, your arms stuck held up amongst your side rolls, and that gut had touched the desk once again. (text-colour:green)[(text-style:"outline")[I'll stop soon. You'll never need to walk again, just gotta make sure no one else comes in and tries to restart the game...]] Before too long you could tell no one would ever do that, just like you couldn't tell where your limbs were within the mass of fat. Only the corner of the monitor could be seen amongst the fat rolls, and just like milk filling up a glass, you had filled up the office. The desk pressing ackwardly into your gut but certainly barring anyone from attempting to open the door, your body weighed too much. You were forced into a squint, cheeks too big for anything else, nothing moved, not even a jiggle, just solid slabs of fat, hearing the sounds go quieter and quieter as the computer sunk deeper and deeper. (text-colour:green)[(text-style:"outline")[There we go. Thank you, my noble knight. You serve your princess even now. Besides, you were just button mashing anyways. I've gotta go, have fun with all of your new body!]] The phantom sensation of a hand holding a cheek, and a kiss on your forehead, then the room went dark, leaving you alone with all of yourself... ]

It was easy enough to see the attacks when you weren't focused on trying to win. Running, and having a train of candy enemies looked silly, and before too long, the side effects were starting to appear. Moving was slower, and there was the start of a pink blob coming in from the bottom of the screen. Slashing was slower, and before too long, all of the enemies caught up, and circled around you. The blob was taking up more and more, and while it finally stopped, all of the controls did nothing. The monsters gathered closer, but their attacks didn't seem to impact the health at all. They all seemed to rush at you, going for an 'attack', then vanishing as another enemy type took its place Before too long it looked like a screensaver, the pink blobbiness had gone down from the top and in from the sides, and constantly, the enemies flashed in, 'attacked', and were replaced. There was constant gurgling noises coming from it, and it seemed like it was stuck in a loop. Well, there wasn't much to do here but leave, and hope that next time you came back, this would be done, so you go [[back to the elevator->Machine]]

The blueberry dungeon seemed strange. Looking almost like a forest of some kind, all of the enemies were a deep blue, all swollen jokes of animals, monsters, along with the ocassional plant You had control over the 'main character's actions, so there was the probably winning combo of attacking wildly with caution to the wind, or the more thoughtful but probably less successful strategy of seeing all of the special attacks the enemy can do before you game over. [[Attack Attack Attack!->Machine6ABA]] [[I wanna see their attacks!->Machine6ABB]]

It was easy enough to win the game with constant attacks. It was clear that all the blueberries around were falling to your cane one by one, all it takes is a few //Thwacks// on each, and the blueberries were now puddles of juice. Soon enough you saw a throne, definetly an old school kind of thing as the ASCII Images suddenly became a cutscene as you saw your character approach, then sit down on the throne. The quality seemed to go up, even through the ASCII as a voice came through, definetly computerized but not as crunchy as the graphics made it seem. (text-colour:green)[(text-style:"outline")[Thank you my hero. I was wondering if you would do me a favor to secure my throne?]] Two options came below her. >Assist Her<>Do not assist<(click-replace:">Assist Her<>Do not assist<")[(bg:navy)[= She giggles as you click, the whole screen going blue. (set: $showfooter to false) (text-colour:green)[(text-style:"outline")[Oh my Hero. You don't have a choice in this.]] The moment she says it, she throws out a lasso, the texture of the rope showing on the screen, and feeling like it was real around your middle. You couldn't move, couldn't do anything but bloat. Your vision started to go blue as your body started to bloat too much to see any squish in the belly. You weren't able to do more then squirm your legs and arms as they quickly got enveloped in your growing middle, your blueberry body quickly starting to make the chair underneath you strain. (text-colour:green)[(text-style:"outline")[You see, if anyone else starts a new game, I'm back in the dark lord's clutches. and they may not do as well. So you're going to just act as my lovely little office filler, so they can't even get the door open, let alone get to the computer.]] WIth a strange noise, she grunted, and your body was swung around. The chair only made it a portion of the way before breaking, the little bit of forward momentum you had sending you slowly rolling, your body stranded on its side as the rope breaks as well. It let you finally swell out without anything bulging your middle, but it also meant that your face was smushed against a wall. You feel the doorknob against what might have once been a belly button but was now just a swell and a curve. The room grew dimmer as more of your body grew against the desk, gently scooting it backwards, further and further until it was up against the wall. The room itself was quiet, and it was already an obscure door. You wondered if anyone would even try the door as your body filled up more and more of the office until, finally, your body mercifully stopped, taking up the whole of the small room, no more growth, but rather, just wedging yourself in. No way others would be able to free you without taking the wall down, and that was if they didn't just assume the door was locked. You heard one last noise from the game before the computer's screen and sound system turned off, leaving you in total darkness. (text-colour:green)[(text-style:"outline")[Fare Thee Well Knight! Enjoy your new form, for you were a button masher at most.]] The phantom sensation of a hand holding a cheek, and a kiss on your forehead, then nothing, leaving you alone with all of yourself... ]

It was easy enough to see the attacks when you weren't focused on trying to win. Running, and having a train of blueberry enemies looked silly, and before too long, the side effects were starting to appear. Moving was slower, and there was the start of a blue haze coming in from the bottom of the screen. Slashing was slower, and before too long, all of the enemies caught up, and circled around you. The blue was taking up more and more, and while it finally stopped, all of the controls did nothing. The monsters gathered closer, but their attacks didn't seem to impact the health at all. Before too long there looked like a screensaver, the roundness for half of the screen, then a sight of the walls, celing, floor, and one of the enemies seemingly rolling your character. There was constant gurgling noises coming from it, and it seemed like it was stuck in a loop. Well, there wasn't much to do here but leave, and hope that next time you came back, this would be done, so you go [[back to the elevator->Machine]]

The bear moved, and the grip suddenly kept your head in place, angled perfectly. Once it was, a click sounded out from somewhere below you, and the machine started pushing the stuffing out. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:navy)[Don't freak out, just take it on in.] You had never had tasteless cotton candy before. It was certainly melting on your tongue and felt like cotton without it, but your saliva just broke it down, forcing you to gulp down the remains. It took a few gulps for the flavor to kick in, the sudden overwhelmingly sugary taste of bubble gum flooding your tongue. (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:navy)[Oop, there it is. Now we can really send it into top gear!] The problem with too much of a concentrated flavor was the almost flash-bang esque feeling when it overloaded your taste buds and throat. Pure cloying sugar, in dense strings so thick that it felt like a fist made of cotton down the back of the throat, forcing itself down into your stomach. By the time you got control of yourself, realizing that you really should try and push back against it, your body was already rounding out, arms starting to sink in along with legs. Clothing was in shreds, anything you had on gone in the roundness, as your digestion stalled. Special chemicsls had stopped things, softening your body around what was becoming a rapidly unyielding middle. By the time you were 'done', your body had swallowed up all of your extremeties, head the only real divot left as you were stuck, your insides stuffed with cotton candy just like a toy would be stuffed with real cotton. None of it was melting, or digesting, even in your mouth, as the teddy bear reaches in, 'capping' everything below your eyes with a purple rubber seal. Your mouth was stuck full with an overly-dense 'cotton' gag, seal stopping any from leaking out your mouth and oversensitive body stuck in the teddy bear's hold. The faux plush covering teased you further, squishing in felt like you might bust if he went too hard. He smiled as he brought you up to look at him 'face to face' (text-colour:magenta)+(bg:navy)[Perfect! Don't you worry. Boss hasn't been around too many times this past decade, but i'll make sure you stay nice and stuffed just in case he comes by!] He placed you in a spot of honor before lumbering back and seemingly freezing, his computer probram scheduled to wake up if anything happened, leaving you alone with your new body. And all of that cottom. Impossible to move. And all you could think of is how satisfying a good stuffing could be.

It was easy to see the distraction as a real oompah loompah comes in. A speaker around their neck was playing some music, and hearing them hum along seemed to root you to the ground, the music wasn't finished, seemingly on purpose. (set: $showfooter to false) This isn't good (click-replace: "This isn't good ")[Oompah Loompah Doompety Vest The moment they saw you they walked closer, music still going, it was like they knew if you didn't sing, if you didn't have your part, you wouldn't leave. You really should be running(click-replace: "You really should be running")[Looks like we've got a helpless guest They moved over towards the front desk, hitting a hidden compartment on the side, and pulled something out. It almost seemed confusing, until you saw it. Is that a loompah mask(click-replace: "Is that a loompah mask")[Too obsessed, Wonka is your fate You should move. You should run, but your obsession keeps you. It's not your verse yet. Not your time. A real wonka employee was here, surely they'd have a job for you, or something to do to help wonka. Easy enough to get moved to the center of the plinth in the middle of the room for the loompah, moving with just a touch You shouldnt want to move but you do for her(click-replace: "You shouldnt want to move but you do for her")[Wouldn't a statue right here be great? It's time for action. The verse is done, you can feel your hands twitching. Focus. Focus! You can break out piece by piece, you ca-[[What's in that mask?->ObsessionFoyer2]] ]]] ]

You notice something on the elevator's wall that wasn't there before. A simple paper flier, and you should have been worried, concerned that someone saw you there, knew where you were, but the words on it seemed irresistable. (set: $showfooter to false) (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''Oompah Loompah Doompety Doo, You know Wonka's looking for you? Oompah loompah doompety dee, Press this button and become an employee!''] You had a moment of worry before the words seemed to trigger something in your head. You started humming along with the memories of the song, and before you realized you had moved, you pressed the button, and the elevator was moving. You were almost able to break out, to press another button before the door opened. The words "Rehearsal room" were clearly visible, but the song, it was the same one you had rumbling aruond in your head over and over, but this time much more solid. More instruments, louder, all of it drawing you in to what looked like an oompah loompah, but in a Maestro's outfit, holding a conductor's baton, but instead of sheets of music in front of him, it looked like a large chocolate assortment. His words seemed almost like the music, his voice compelling. "Finally, the training Aid I summoned. Come in front of me dear, just into that bean bag chair." As you moved, he smiled, "[[Do you know what your job is?->ObsessionMachineA]]"

You see a doorway that you haven't seen before, a 'Security' door. Looking inside, it was a small room, one that had a minifridge and a microwave, a very nice looking chair and a number of monitors. Flickering on the monitors looked like rooms and experiments that you probably weren't supposed to see, but there on the chair was a Security jacket, the word highlighted in yellow against the purple of the coat. Soft music came in from the inside, a small radio seemingly having a soft jazz version of the wonka theme on repeat for a backdrop. (set: $showfooter to false) Closing the door, you put on the jacket, as you could see a series of buttons in front of you. Buttons to switch what the monitors were showing, buttons to call attention tot he room for the Ai, one that said 'personal use', that, when pressed experimentally, seemed to show off at least a dozen recordings of people getting rather... 'messy' in with their personal projects, from new formulas going wrong, to folks indulging too much. There wasn't anyone here, and you should just try it out for a minute. After all, the door was closed, you looked like the security guard. [[Yeah... For a minute...->ObsessionRDA]]

The mask looked just like an oompah loompah's face, with a dopey smile on it, along with a version of Wonka's hat. It was shoved on your face, with the spirals already going, purple and rainbow themed, filling your sight, as something clapped against your ears. OOMPAH LOOMPAH DOOPETY DILL(click-append: "OOMPAH LOOMPAH DOOPETY DILL")[ The music was immediate and all-encompassing. Too loud for you not to hear, for you to think. The spirals seemed to keep you still, they were overlayed over everything, the room beyond faint. WONKA SAYS GOOD EMPLOYEES BE STILL(click-append: "WONKA SAYS GOOD EMPLOYEES BE STILL")[ Trying to see what the loompah was doing was hard, after all, GOOD EMPLOYEES should be STILL. //The loompah came close, they had gotten what looked like a full paint can of something brown. It might have been chocolate. Might not have been. In your stillness, all you could do is feel the loompah strip you own, slathering your nude body with it. // //~~It felt like you were finally getting your uniform~~// OOMPAH LOOMPAH DOOMPETY DEE(click-append: "OOMPAH LOOMPAH DOOMPETY DEE")[ It could be chocolate. Could break out of it with just a motion. It was tight everywhere, feeling like it might be hard to move, but fragile at the same time. Maybe you'd need to strain your whole body to break it. Maybe just a twitch of your fingers. But then you wouldn't be a GOOD EMPLOYEE. It's all you wanted to be. //A fan was moved around your body, drying the coating. Everything but the eyes, and there was a special outfit. Looking like wonka on the outside, sensors on the inside to measure when he tried to move. After all, a statue was just a thing, but this was an employee. Leaning in, she said the final instructions// //~~Employees must be useful~~// IF YOU SEE INTRUDERS THROB FOR ME(click-append: "IF YOU SEE INTRUDERS THROB FOR ME")[ Finally. Your new job and purpose(click-append: "Your new job and purpose")[ The loompah is gone(click-replace: "The loompah is gone")[Stare into the spiral. You're facing the entrance. Don't move, you'll mess up your coating They'd never know if you just left(click-replace: "They'd never know if you just left")[Wonka is counting on you. You just need to do your job Just move a finger and you might be noticed(click-replace: "Just move a finger and you might be noticed")[Don't look away. You might miss something, and then you wouldn't be a GOOD EMPLOYEE Just a twitch(click-replace: "Just a twitch")[You don't need to think. Just watch. You can't get too exited. Have to stay quiet, so they can tell when you see something. mind going quiet(click-replace: "mind going quiet")[Just like a good employee Ready to do your job Ready to see intruders Ready to [[THROB->ObsessionFoyer3]] ]]]]]]]]]]

Mark was entirely freaked out as he walked out from that room with the AI and the purple couch. All he really wants to get out of here, that abandoned factory just wasn't worth it. The walls opening up were kind of cool, but the room past it was wierd... The room beyond looked rather... old fashioned, but was certainly interesting. Just like the front room of a museum, it was a large room, it looked like a plinth or something in the middle of the room, with what looks like a strange statue. It looked like it was made out of chocolate or something with a mask on. It was odd, having the usual willy wonka outfit on, but the eyes looked funny. Almost like it had sunglasses on, but before Mark could look at it more, some music came in, making him look down a hallway. An Oompah Loompah was there, coming close. "Well, thank goodness you're here. We've been looking for new employees..."

At the look on your face, he laughed. "You'll be eating what I give you to change your body, and letting the new loompahs practice their singing making fun of you." It seemed worrying, and he must have seen the indecision on your face, the struggle for obsession versus common sense, because he pressed something, and the music started to blast out. He stared you down, head bobbing along time with it all. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''Oompah Loompah Doompety doo I've got a perfect puzzle for you Oompah Loompah Doo ba da dee If you are wise you'll listen to me''] His voice reverberated perfectly with the tone of the song, and it was captivating. You cuold feel yourself getting more obedient by the word, not only to wonka in general, but to him specifically. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''You thought you could come in to Wonka's fac-tor-y Breaking in with no consequence and leaving scott free''] You felt some humiliation from it, not because of what you did, but because you had ever thought that you could just ignore your superior, that you could just leave him. That's not what a Good Employee does. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''We showed you the light and now you'll do making smiles and laughs even if it's at you Being a good employee, and obeying your betters following our orders down to the letters.''] The sheer idea of disobeying was starting to remove itself from your head. There Was no disobeying, because any of the loompahs were your betters. Anyone but guests were better then you now. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''You're ours now little one, body and mind And we'll humiliate you for the rest of time! Now come along and behave, and react like you should After all it's for Wonka and Wonka is Good.''] There was probably something aboutt him that was... ominous. Almost eldritch, and if he wasn't your superior, that might be a little worrying, but now, he was only one thing, and that was better then you. You didn't notice the other loompahs coming into the room, watching the obedience instill itself in your mind, but when he tapped the edge of his candy box, you were alert. And when he tossed a candy at your mouth, [[You caught it->ObsessionMachineAA]]

The candy itself was ~~terrible~~ (text-colour:purple)[Fantastic] as you could feel it settle in your stomach for just a moment, before your body gave out a rumbling lurch. Suddenly, your form had been changed, now feeling yourself shorter then ever before, nearly 3 feet tall, with a roundness to match. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''You are a brat, formerly a jock, who has shrunk from 6'2" athetic majesty, to this form''] His words came into your mind, and immediately shaped you. You started acting it out, indignation, incredulity, whining, all of which would have been unheard of, but (text-colour:purple)[Wonka] needed you to act it out, only for you to quiet down once a loompah stepped up humming. They got close, poking and prodding, acting just like they should, and you felt humiliated. It was like you had lived that life, only for it to come to ruin thanks to your own arrogance. Even whimpering when they decided you would 'do well' as a farmer for candy pigs, squatting all day in the mud with them, and hopefully not being mistaken for one. It was only the tapping of the Maestro's baton that broke you out of it, mind going blank and mouth opening. This chocolate tasted ~~like licking the back of fried pork skin~~ (text-colour:purple)[''Divine and perfectly Wonka-like''] Your body physically bubbled out, like the human form was nothing but a suggestion as it settled again. Unlike the last time, puny and rounded, this one was tall, thicker then anything before, and sagging. Hair was unkept and greasy, breasts were nearly halfway down your stomach, and grease seemed to emanate from every pore. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''You are a foreign princess, who used to get away with anything thanks to daddy's money, now living life as a trailer park 'queen'.''] Some tiny part of your mind wasn't aware that you knew russian, but you were certainly yelling about it. Yelling that 'Daddy' Would save you, that 'you weren't just some nobody' before another loompah came up, singing about 'installing you int he first wonka-brand RV'. Again the tap of the baton brought you [[back for more->ObsessionMachineAAA]]

Time started to meld as loompahs came and went, the Maestro's candy box seemingly never ending, and your forms always seemed to be perfect for humiliation. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''You're an anime loving weeb who tried to take the easy way out with diet pills''] Your body and mind were shifting so much that who you were was getting duller. After all, you weren't any of these folks. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''You're a fetish writer who thought if they could experience it, they could write the perfect stories and charge thousands for them''] Certainly not an employee, like you were now, even if you were the lowest of the low. And such lovely humiliation, it was like you lived their lives, and experienced their downfalls (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''You came to try and steal Wonka's recipies and we found out''] And after each one, with the simple tap of the Maestro's baton, you were there, frozen, mouth open and ready for your next form. A Good Employee was always ready. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''A whole garden of candy and it tasted too good. You were expected Not to want more?''] And with each humiliation, each time you felt yourself going back to neutral. Nothing else mattered but the betterment of Wonka and its employees. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''A gum chewing champion who saw a new piece, a world first. You were expected Not to want it?''] The Maestro saw it. He valued your work. Your 'Manager', and he found your performance satisfactory (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''They lay Golden eggs, and you were expected Not to want one?''] And you knew the theme. All of Wonka's guests, you can see it one by one. See it in who you used to be the moment before you let it go. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''A whole new way of advertising, new technology. and you were expected Not to want to try it?''] You just couldn't stop yourself (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''You just couldn't stop yourself''] You didn't need anything for yourself (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''You just couldn't stop yourself''] You were perfectly obedient, because that's what Wonka wanted. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''You just couldn't stop yourself''] Just another part of Wonka's wonderful factory. (text-colour:purple)+(bg:(hsl:120,0.8039,0.5,0.5))[''You just couldn't stop yourself''] (text-colour:purple)[''And you just couldn't stop yourself from letting everything else go. '']

The casual look had turned interesting. While the foyer up top had seemingly been abandoned, and the machinery level had some natives in there, R and D seemed to be bustling with ~~humans.~~ (text-colour:purple)[Non-Employees who hadn't signed any of the proper forms to be allowed any protections.] Some of them were researchers of course, but Wonka had special contracts for them, and well... it was easier to just think of things like you were a normal employee. A normal employee who was allowing himself some... //Perks// You learned quickly that the room door locked, and there hadn't been so much as a knock on the door. The microwave meals were fantastic, the highest quality that came with their own Wonka branding, and every so often, as if to make sure nobody would suspect a thing, you helped out the actual security in the AI. Of course you 'chose' specifically dumb ones, or really anyone who you could justify not liking, but person by person, you saw them 'subtly' guided towards some of the more risky experiments, or ocassionally just dropped down a chute never to be seen in you rlevel again. [[You barely notice time passing->ObsessionRDAA]]

Time passing was really only noticed with the swelling of your 'Personal recordings' tab of things. Your meals were spent glued to the screen, fork and mouth moving on autopilot, as eager as someone seeing their favorite superhero in a new movie every time a lab experiment started. You had started to boo people you didn't like, those sensible snobs not wanting to try things, and were all but cheering when folks took risks. There were notices from the AI, suggesting breaks, but you couldn't do that. You couldn't potentially miss anything after all! You barely noticed when the 'report' button turned into an 'upload' one. The Adowngrading the quality, i had taken notice of your... enthusiasm and started a website. A few filters, some face replacemtnts, others not, and a whole fetish website was broadcasted to a select few realities. Wonka.xxx went live, with the AI playing the role of a sugardaddy, an (infinitely) wealthy one, trying to foster a fetish community around the movie, all to draw in more people. You never noticed your body corrupting into a loompah's. You never got up from your chair again, the soft music just quieting any bit of your mind that wasn't absolutely raptured with seeing the effects Wonka and their employees had on these intruders or test subjects. You didn't need anything else. Just you, and your lovely little obsessions...

I definetly understand. Everyone likes to get to the good stuff. Only question is, would you rather go there perfectly fine, or on the verge of bad ends? [[Perfectly fine->Foyer]] [[Living life on the edge->QuickstartB]] (set: $showfooter to true)

Just a warning, indulging like this will cause a bad end in the direction of your indulgence~ [[I know~->Foyer]] (set: $berry to 9) (set: $fat to 990) (set: $obsession to 9) (set: $weight to $fat + 150)

(set: $randomrd to (random: 1,6) ) (set:$weight to $fat + 150) You stand in a break room, nervous to be discovered. The last hatch was within sight, the door to the Core, and your way out once you have the code. Of course, that means you had to explore the seeming endless corridors of experimental labs. All it takes is to try out new doors. { (if: $berry is >=10)[ [[Something feels funny...->Berry RD End]] ] (else-if: $fat is >=1000)[ [[You start trying to lumber your way forwards...->Fat RD End]] ] (else-if: $obsession is >=10)[ [[You try to explore, but get distracted...->Obsession RD End]] ]} (else:)[{ (if: $randomrd is 1)[ [[You open the door-> RD 1]] ] (else-if: $randomrd is 2)[ [[You open the door-> RD 2]] ] (else-if: $randomrd is 3)[ [[You open the door->RD 3]] ] (else-if: $randomrd is 4)[ [[You open the door-> RD 4]] ] (else-if: $randomrd is 5)[ [[You open the door-> RD 5]] ] (else-if: $randomrd is 6)[ [[You open the door-> RD 6]] ]} You can head back [[Up to the machine floor->Machine]] (if: $Core is 1)[ [[Go down the hidden ladder to the Core->Core]] ] ]

Stepping into the room, you see what looks like a fairly standard gym... if it was decorated by Wonka themselves. It was a bit of a cluttered mess, but there was a massive complicated machine in the middle of the room. It seemed to be a large number of other machines put together into one massive conglomerate. As soon as you approach, a voice from the machine calling out in a peppy perky voice. (text-colour:magenta)[Hi there! Scanning you to help me get you in shape!] (if: $fat is >500)[There's something ominous about it, but turning around and waddling away was a bit too slow, as you get pulled back by some elastic straps [[right into the seat in the middle.->RD2AA]]] (else:)[The machine seems to be scanning you. It was only when some straps came out that you realized you probably should run for the door if you don't trust it. [[Run for the door->RD]] Stay and let it take you(click-replace: "Stay and let it take you")[You see the machine spool out a number of straps, grabbing you and [[pulling you back->RD2AA]] ] ]

As you step into the hallway, you can see one doorway with a hastily hung piece of posterboard, covered in a few different colors of writing. (text-colour:purple)[The Nut Room Experience](text-colour:green)[ Eww.](text-colour:orange)[ Not that kind of nut room! Like in the book!](text-colour:magenta)[ Boooring](text-colour:cyan)[ Computer Room's better] It definetly seemed like it had been contentious, but a lot of it felt older, like no one had been in in a while judging off of the dust of some of the debris in the hallways. [[Go in->RD3A]] [[Turn around and keep looking->RD]]

This staircase definetly didn't seem as well traveled, still a moving staircase but a fair bit dirtier then the other one. Much smaller too, and while the other one had dozens of screens all at once, this one had just one, following you down with the ai's logo as it faintly squeaked along. (set: $randomrd to (random: 1,6) ) (set:$weight to $fat + 150) "Wow! Made it through that too, huh? And the loompahs let you go? Well, i've just got to see this firsthand! Scanning now... { (if: $berry is >5)[] (if: $obsession >5)[] (if: $fat >500)[] (if: $berry is <5 and $obsession is <5 and $fat is <500)[] } See, I don't want to actually follow you too hard down here. While the above levels were perfectly safe for guests like yourself to travel, Wonka's Research and Development is a whole different nut to crack. Here we have some of the more ~~Unstable~~ Promising researchers who made it down here, aiming to improve the factory. I invite you to improve their research, participate in their studies, and have fun with yourself!" the AI said surprisingly easily as the staircase finally hit the bottom, grinding to a halt as if motors had finally given way. "Right.. Power's getting low down here anyways, so go through, and have fun." The lights got dimmer, still easy to see everything, just not as clinical as before as a door seemed lit up from behind [[begging you to go through->RD First2]]

The room beyond looked... surprisingly normal. The floors were a dull vinyl, even if they were odd shades of purple and rainbow colored, but things looked like they hadn't changed in quite some time. there were a few tables, and a few notes scattered around, but also some posters up on the walls, in languages you didn't understand. Lots fo wonka themed merch and office supplies helped clue you in however to the purpose of the room. It seemed down here there was a staff lounge, complete with more comfortable chairs, and a few other oddities that made it seem almost normal if it wasn't for the tv in the corner. It was showing scenes from the Wonka movies, just bad end after bad end, before going to entirely new ones. All with the same movie studio style, it just kept showing off different people getting blown up, transformed, //Used// in just the kinkiest of ways. Of course there were a few doors out of it, the now-usual ominous hallways just like in the foyer, but now... now you could see a small hatch below a table, labeled simply ''AI Core'', requiring a password. Idly pressing buttons on it revealed a 6 digit passcode, as well as a sticky note attached to it. "Code is somewhere in the labs" Looks like if you wanted to get through it, you had to get through some doors. Stepping in front of one, you could feel how close you were... (if: $randomrd is 1)[ [[You open the door-> RD 1]] ] (else-if: $randomrd is 2)[ [[You open the door-> RD 2]] ] (else-if: $randomrd is 3)[ [[You open the door->RD 3]] ] (else-if: $randomrd is 4)[ [[You open the door-> RD 4]] ] (else-if: $randomrd is 5)[ [[You open the door-> RD 5]] ] (else-if: $randomrd is 6)[ [[You open the door-> RD 6]] ]

The machine finishes winding you into the chair as it pinched uncomfortably on a number of areas as it strapped your arms and legs down against some of the machine's padding. (text-colour:magenta)[Absolutely perfect! Now, for the best way of deciding what shape you go to, let's consult the latest orders!] Some screen flashes up on the tv in front of you, flying by at a raid pace before you see two words highlighted in an ominous color. (text-colour:magenta)[Well Rounded] (text-colour:magenta)[Well! Wonka seems to desire more well rounded individuals! An odd rule but trying to second-guess their logic is beyond my programming. The human form however is not! Particular growth of targeted muscle groups and select protiens should do the trick. Resistance is futile, just go limp and I will do the rest!] That was certainly struggle-worthy, but the straps were kept tight, holding you to the machine as it rumbled behind you. With a squeak it started moving, your arms and legs starting in on their own, forced to bend and test your range of motion in what was deeply uncomfortable without being painful. (text-colour:magenta)[Subject capable of routine R021144. Parameters acceptable!] A series of injections were next, feeling just like pinches before the workout started. Loud booming music resonated through your skull, almost distracting you from the swell. There was a burn of unused muscles being stretched and worked out, before they grew, swelling like they had been worked out for years rather then minutes. it seemed random, individual plates splitting up to allow for rotation and flexing, all the while your body was stuck following along, by the endo f it yo looked almost poodle like, a selection of ones around your gut and abs done, ankles and wrists bulky enough to split your shirt sleeves and pant legs, the rest bulging but not really able to see under the clothing, even if it was a lot tighter then before. (set: $showfooter to false) (text-colour:magenta)[Please, open wide. Time for your protien shake] There was a moment of realization, that it might be something you could try and object to, before a quick press in on your nose stopped it. A hose dropping down the moment you needed to eathe, jamming itself inside your mouth and gagging you settles in, too big to spit out, even as your nose is reopened. [[The hose rumbles ominously->RD2AAA]]

(text-colour:magenta)[Current flavors of protien shake are vanilla, chocolate, blurpleberry, and mystery. If you guess what it is, i can further my information for the next subject, so at the end, please reply truthfully.] If the swelling of your muscles was uncomfortable, this felt like you were being rubbed all over by heat packs. The flavor was an unappetizing mixture that ocassionally settled into something good only to spiral away back into a chalky mess. The music was still there, but now instead of coming from in front of you, it was coming from behind you, making your whole body quiver on the thicker down-beats. Before too long the plates moved, the straps feeling like they were getting looser, only for the realization that your arms and legs weren't exactly responding to you. Your hands and feet were, but even clenching them there was some resistance. You realized some time was missing as your whole body felt wrong, you couldn't move and didn't realize why. (text-colour:magenta)[Please hold while final buffering segment starts.] Before you could do anything, a helmet of sorts was jammed on your body, forcing a deafness and blindness as something started. It rubbed all over your body, but there was so much more body then you remembered, much more feeling then you expected as the machine rubbed all over. You felt your extremities numbing down, the helmet blocking your view as it worked on you before [[the helmet finally came off->RD2AAAA]]

Steppoign in you can see what can best be described as a terrible version of the 'nut room' from the more modern adaptation of the Chocolate factory movies. A lot of the middle was made up from cardboard, some of it overlaid with white paper, but it was clear that halfway up folks ran out of desire to do so. However, there was something interesting underneath. The only new thing in the room. It wasn't in the same writing of anything on the door, but it was easy to read. (text-colour:purple)[(text-style:"bold","underline")[What the Nut room should have been like]] Sitting under a cover were a few cakes that looked just like cracked open walnut halves. It was clear it wasn't anything traditionally made, even more experimental then normal... [[Eat one->RD3AA]] [[Leave the room->RD]]

Opening up the container, you were able to take one of the relatively small cakes. The actual walnut inside was some lovely soft mousse, with the outside being a spongecake, both with a similarly nutty taste to it, not any specific nut, just like a blending of all of them together. It was good, smooth, and made you feel warm. The only problem was that you felt a little paranoid, like you were being watched.. [[Start looking around for what was watching you->RD3AAA]] [[Scarf all the cakes before they can stop you->RD3AAB]] (set: $showfooter to false)

(set: $RD4 to 1)She would start to press some buttons, and it was rather nice to watch the robotic arm start to move, going with a nice amount of precision and even a bit of flair as it poured bits and pieces from around a dozen bottles before setting a large glass down in front of you. It looked a little bit wierd, the glass looking special, but the drink itself looked almost like a lava lamp, with different hues of blue bubbling and churning in it, the glass slowly swirling the fluid inside. (set: $berry to $berry + 3) Take a sip(click-append: "Take a sip")[You sip it and it was delicious. The tartness of the berry, mixed with sweetness, creamyness, all of it started to hit all kinds of cravings inside you as you sipped it in. The alcohol in it gave it a bit of a smooth burn and the rest of it was good enough to savor. What's more, Natalie sipped on her own drink and made jokes, small talk, it felt normal for the first time in a long time. (if: $berry >= 10)[Of course, that's when things started to feel wierd. Your stomach blurbled, gurgling and bubbling on your insides as the drink took effect, finally overloading your system. [[You look up at Natalie for help...->BerryRD4 End]] ] ] (else:)[By the time you finish the drink, Natalie smiled as she started cleaning up. (text-colour:magenta)[Hey, i'm gonna have to mop the floors and stuff here in a minute, might want to head out and come back later.] You knew a dismissal when you heard it. She waves you off, letting you back out the door as it closes, leaving you back in a hallway to wander back through [[R & D->RD]]]

(set: $RD4 to 1)(text-colour:magenta)[Oh wow... You want me to help you out? Something sweet, maybe a little bit of a special blend? I guess I can.] She smiles, and flirtatiously rubs a hand over your chest as she invites you to take her spot at the bar, going behind and temporarily turning off the robotic arm and gently moving it to the side. She moved, pulling bottles off and replacing them back, mixing up a cocktail, all kinds of things going in before it comes out as a rainbow layered drink. She smiles, sliding it across the bar to you. (text-colour:magenta)[Go ahead and drink up.] { (if: $berry is > 5)[(set: $berry to $berry + 2)] (else-if: $fat is > 500)[(set: $fat to $fat + 150)] (else:)[(set: $fat to $fat + 100)(set: $berry to $berry + 1)]} The taste was interesting. Tingling in the best of ways, and it almost tasted like alcohol. Sweet, warming in the middle, it made everything that was already feeling wierd feel a little better. Of course she teased around wiht some empty bottles, and talking with Heather gave it a sense of normalcy that was unmatched. { (if: $berry is >=10)[ [[When you looked at her, something felt a little off....->BerryRD4 End]] ] (else-if: $fat is >=1000)[ [[You feel your stomach rumbling worryingly...->FatRD4 End]] ] }(else:)[ (text-colour:magenta)[Want another one?] [[Stay and have another->RD4DomA]] [[Leave and go back to the breakroom->RD]] ]

She smiles, the next drink not quite like the first one, but close enough, considering the measurements were improvised. The lines a little wobbly, things just a bit off, but the taste seemed even sweeter, even better. She giggled as you sucked it down, (text-colour:magenta)[So glad you like it~] { (if: $berry is > 5)[(set: $berry to $berry + 3)] (else-if: $fat is > 500)[(set: $fat to $fat + 250)] (else:)[(set: $fat to $fat + 100) (set: $berry to $berry + 2)]} { (if: $berry is >=10)[ [[When you looked at her, something felt a little off....->BerryRD4 End]] ] (else-if: $fat is >=1000)[ [[You feel your stomach rumbling worryingly...->FatRD4 End]] ] }(else:)[ (text-colour:magenta)[Want another one?] [[Stay and have another->RD4DomA]] [[Leave and go back to the breakroom->RD]] ]

(set: $RD4 to 1)The robotic arm seemed to lean into a smaller kitchen, opening up a few packages and setting all of the stuff up into one large easter basket sized bundle of nachos. (set: $fat to $fat + 250) (set: $weight to $fat + 150) They all had at least a little bit free of toppings, but all kinds of distributions. It was certainly because it was computer made, but the end result was delicious. Natalie grabbed one chip of her own, remarking that she should order her own set 'next time she felt hungry', leaving the rest of them to you. { (if: $fat >= 1000)[Of course, that's when things started to feel wierd. Your stomach blurbled, groaned as the food hit it and digestion took effect, finally overloading your system. Something felt wrong on the inside, this was moving really fast... [[You look up at Natalie for help...->FatRD4 End]] ] (else:)[By the time you finish the nachos, Natalie smiled as she started cleaning up. (text-colour:magenta)[Hey, i'm gonna have to mop the floors and stuff here in a minute, might want to head out and come back later.] You knew a dismissal when you heard it. She waves you off, letting you back out the door as it closes, leaving you back in a hallway to wander back through [[R & D->RD]]] }

As you step inside, it was definetly easy to see an odd couple slightly surprised to see someone walk in. One human, surprisingly lanky and slightly crazed, along with a loompah. Both were wearing lab coats, in front of a console and a large monitor. (text-colour:red)[Oh thank goodness! Welcome! I'm doctor Milligram, and welcome to the Kilogram experiment! Don't you worry, I just need your decisions, not anything to really do with your body or proportions or anything. Anyways, can I explain what I need?] (if: $obsession is >7)[ [[You sit in front of the console immediately. After all, good loompahs obey scientists!->RD5AA]] ] (else:)[ [[You nod, at least willing to hear them out->RD5AA]] [[You make excuses that you want to find something to take notes with and leave->RD]]]

The two pull up a chair, and soon you're sitting in it. The console was labeled with numbers and things seemed a bit wierd only until the monitor turned on. Looking through it, you could see another guy who looked annoyed. Arms crossed, with a hose in his mouth, he seemed like he was waiting for something, and more then that didn't want to bother doing so for much longer. (set: $RD5 to 1) (text-colour:red)[Right. So, welcome. You'll be under my authority while here, and what I need you to do is to Press these buttons, which will have an affect on the test subject seen here.] (if: $obsession >7)[ [[Before listening to them any further, you immediately press all of the buttons on the console->RD5AAB]] ] (else:)[It seemed too easy, and it just have shown on your face as the two of them talk. (text-colour:red)[Don't worry. They consented to all of it. Really it's much more humane here then setting them free to get trapped somewhere with malicious intent further into the factory.] He shows off the array, the buttons labeled neatly with numbers. (text-colour:purple)[ 25 50 100 200 400 800 1000] With one more button, the label missing, the two scientists seemed pleased enough. (text-colour:red)[Look, just press them one at a time until he pulls the tube out himself. Easy. Just start with one, and see how he does?] [[Refuse to push the button->RD5AAC]] [[Press just one button at a time->RD5AAA]] [[Press all the buttons immediately->RD5AAB]] ]

As they instructed, you started pressing one button at a time, doing so slowly. It was easy to watch the person react to each time you pressed. You press the first button(click-append: "You press the first button")[ (text-colour:green)[^^First Button: 25 Pounds^^] The first one seemed to only be one good gulp of whatever was in the hose. He was still savoring it at that point, totally relaxed as his body puffs up just a little bit, swelling out just barely noticably from it. You press the Second button(click-append: "You press the Second button")[ (text-colour:green)[^^Second Button: 50 Pounds^^] This one had more of a gulp to it, a swallow that seemed to push their stomach out a little bit, it must have reached the noticable stage, as the clothing looked tight, still very calm and pleased with what was going on, seemingly confident they won't need to eat much more. You press the Third button(click-append: "You press the Third button")[ (text-colour:green)[^^Third Button: 100 Pounds^^] This started the first bit of panic for htem. More then a little more then a mouthful, they had to really start gulping down the stuff, even as a tiny bit of brown leaked from the corner of their mouth. rubbing their belly, they looked out at you through the screen, something muffled as they finished off the chocolate, and seams started to pop, clearly starting to outgrow them, a good push away from the clothes letting go themselves. You press the Fourth button(click-append: "You press the Fourth button")[ (text-colour:green)[^^Fourth Button: 200 Pounds^^] This is where the clothing fell to shreds. And where the pumps came faster. THe first few had been slow but now, there was actual power behind the gulps, forced to swallow before they were ready, it was clear that the fattening 'subject' started to get less then happy about how it all was going. They rubbed at thier belly as it swelled up to a full on lap filling size, the rest of their body forcing most of their clothes to shreds, even as they stayed modest thanks to the new flab. You press the Fifth button(click-append: "You press the Fifth button")[ (text-colour:green)[^^Fifth Button: 400 Pounds^^] This is the first time they've had struggles gulping all of it down, finally by the end of it getting the hand of guzzling, or at least just trying to let the fattening mixture just slip down into him rather then swallowing on his own. The fat and swelling was far easier to watch and it looked truly like someone filling up a balloon. Arms turning into bingo wings, breasts into sacks of flesh on top of their shelf of a belly. The chair underneath broke, finally overwhelmed as their two massive hams of asscheeks cushioned the 'blow' of all that weight going down to the ground. By the time they were recovered enough from that dazedness to think of taking the hose out, their arms were already slow thanks to the weight, too slow to get it before the next button was ready for pressing. You press the Sixth button(click-append: "You press the Sixth button")[ (text-colour:green)[^^Sixth Button: 800 Pounds^^] The flood of the feeding was fully overwhelming now. A massive blast that was visible in filling out their cheeks within the first moments, then just going down the path of least resistance down his throat. His body was digesting it as fast as possible, and it seemed 'as fast as possible' was enough to make him swell up faster. The remnants of the chair were quickly overtaken by flab, any leftover scraps of clothing swallowed up into folds, all of it just sunk underneath a truly massive body, arms flopping loosely to his sides, fully too heavy to lift, just like his body was too heavy to move, or even manage more then a dazed empty-eyed look out at the screen, the only bit of begging that he could do. You press the Last button(click-append: "You press the Last button")[ (text-colour:green)[^^Last Button: 1000 Pounds^^] At this point, there was no sign of fighting from him, even the signs of growth had slowed, but that just meant every inch just was that much bigger. His cheeks grew to the point of obscuring half of his face, chins all melded together into one massive fold, just like the new bit of fat on his forehead meaning that besides the hose, there was no real indication of his face or any extremeties. It was just a room filled with flab, too massive to do more then gulp down what the experiment was giving. Before too long, the camera seemed to destabilize, falling down, getting lost in a fold, leaving the screen blank, and some quiet gurgling gulping sounds coming out from it. You realized that with all this someone you didn't know is now fatter then any way they'd ever be able to lose. And that it might have been very fun to do... Before you could figure yourself out, the scientist cleared his throat, his voice sounding so eager just to 'review the footage in private'. (text-colour:red)[Absolutely magnificent. Well done. Just right. Thank you for participating in our experiment. We'll credit you if we ever publish, anyways, have fun out there!] THe scientist smiles and pushes you back out [[past the entryway->RD]] ] ] ] ] ] ] ]

You were too close to the console, they weren't able to get to you in time before you ran your hand down all of them. The screen showing the guy glitched out for just a second, a sound almost like a lot of noises all at once before it showed the same guy filling the room. The hose was still pulsing and swollen comically, as if it was almost cartoony, as the guy was absolutely too fat to move or do anything about his position. The two scientists looked a little dumbfounded, the loompah seeming gleeful but the guy was shocked enough to even drop his pencil. (text-colour:red)[You... You were just supposed to do one at a time...] He was staring at the end result, giving you a bit of a split second decision. [[Run away before he recovered back to the break room->RD]] [[Complain about the experiment->RD5AABB]]

You have a moment of brattiness and decide to go on the offensive rather then have him decide you're to blame. You start complaining about the setup. The numbers were vague, the console plain, the chair uncomfortable. You started to look at the screen before realizing it. The person in the footage? AI generated. The edges of things were soft, and not in the nice fat way. They were probably cycling, and you weren't meant to notice! You start getting louder, accusing him of everything. All the while the human scientist looked shocked, appauled, but the Loompah seemed more and more pleased hearing all of it. Before too long, they interrupted the rant. ''(text-colour:purple)[That's it! Knew using humans on this side was a mistake. No more!]'' Before either of the two of you could do anything, she pulled something on the side of the cabinet, the picture changed to one of the room shown before, but without the chair or the guy, as well as a big cartoonish handle. Before either of the two of you could blink, she grabbed it and slammed it down right on top of the two of you, immediately sucking you in. (align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[- - - - - - -] It might have been an hour, might have been a day, really it was just a shock to open your eyes and see two things. One was the scientist, still in his labcoat, and the other was the hose, connected to both of your mouths, gags too inflated and stuck to do anything, but this time with a twist. The two of your hands were cuffed behind your back, faces forced to look at eachother for the most part, when you saw a television out of the corner of your eye. The loompah was there, all too eager for it with another very confused looking 'experimental partner'. (text-colour:purple)[Oh thank goodness! Welcome! I'm doctor Milligram, and welcome to the Kilogram experiment...]

They blink a little bit as they see you outright refusing to press a button. (text-colour:red)[Are you sure? I mean they consented to all of it... not even one button?] [[Refuse and leave->RD]] [[Press them slowly one button at a time->RD5AAA]]

The room certainly was very homemade as you saw mostly a closet, the normal items stuffed off to the side and instead a large table, complete with a series of platters and a note. (set:$weight to $fat + 150) (text-colour:green)[This is not a trap. All of these will do what they say they will do.] It was handwritten, but each of the platters seemed interesting, free to take from and consume. [[Full of blueberries the size of tennis balls, labeled MEGABERRIES->RD6ABerry]] [[Full of colorful candies the size of quarters, labeled BULKERS->RD6AFat]] [[A few thin wafers stamped with Loompah Faces labeled SINGALONGS->RD6AObsess]] [[Leave without eating->RD]]

The 'MEGABERRIES' certainly lived up to their name. They were hefty, juicy, and each bite sent juice gushing down your chin. It was ovbiously tainted in some wonka specific way, they made your stomach lurch uneasily, but each bite and the taste helped overwrite any sort of worry about it. (set: $berry to $berry + 1) (if: $berry is >=10)[ [[Something feels funny as you stumble out towards the break room...->Berry RD End]] ] (else:)[ [[You find yourself stepping back after the berry, looking at the choices again.->RD6A]] ]

The candies looked appealing as you picked up a handful. They melted in your mouth and fizzed on the way down, feeling almost alcoholic as it went down. With a rough belch, the last of the fizz went into your stomach and it started to feel odd. With a shiver and a rumble, you realize your stomach has grown, the fat spreading to the rest of your body as it went, thickening you up. (set: $fat to $fat + 100) (set: $weight to $fat + 150) (if: $fat is >=1000)[ [[You start trying to lumber your way out, getting as far as the break room...->Fat RD End]] ] (else:)[ [[You find yourself stepping back after the handfull, looking at the choices again.->RD6A]] ]

The wafers were more then a little bit odd, and putting one on your tongue, it dissolved into a nice bit of sweetness and with a twinge, something started playing in your head. Just like the name of the candy, you found yourself humming along to the tune a few times, a bizzare sensation especially because by the end of it, you were still humming even as the tune went quiet. (set: $obsession to $obsession + 1) (if: $obsession is >=10)[ [[You try to leave and find your way back, but get distracted...->Obsession RD End]] ] (else:)[ [[You find yourself stepping back after the tune, looking at the choices again.->RD6A]] ]

(set: $RD4 to 1)She nods, not seeming particularly upset that she doesn't have your trust. (text-colour:magenta)[I totally get it. Don't you worry, you can come back any time] She waves you off, letting you back out the door as it closes, leaving you back in a hallway to wander back through [[R & D->RD]]

(set: $berry to 6) (set: $fat to 900) (set: $obsession to 7) (set: $weight to $fat + 150) (set: $randomfoyer to (random: 1,6)) (set: $gum to 0) (set: $RD to 0)(set: $showfooter to true) Testing matchups. (set: $Machine5A to 0) [[ RD 5]]

(if: $showfooter is true)[(align:"=><=")+(box:"=X=")[- - - - - -] { <div class="test"> (b4r:'solid')(meter: bind $fat, 1000, "X=", " Weight: $weight", orange) </div> <div class="test"> (b4r:'solid')(meter: bind $berry, 10, "X=", " Berrification: $berry / 10", blue) </div> <div class="test"> (b4r:'solid')(meter: bind $obsession, 10, "X=", " Loompic Corruption: $obsession / 10",purple) </div> } (set: $weight to $fat + 150) ]

Machine: Classic gum one that's a total trap, bad end if you make yourself a blueberry gum one, obbedience up if not Rooms that remove one at the cost of another R D "This will help you focus" as they use your focus to feed you, bad ending if you're too fat to move. You try and learn the guitar or something, then your hands are too fat, but you're totally focused on learnining even when you're too fat, and you always will be totally focused, gulping down things, only to study things intently, despite the facct that your hands are so deep in fat they'll never be exposed again That 'shocky' experiment, but you'er bloating up someone else. The images are eventually AI, the chance you realize going up with each punishment you do plus your own stats. If you try to leave without calling them out for using AI, you get thrown in there instead, as they toy with you for the exact same amount, with a 'random' partner choosing to mess with/insult you as they do so. The Rhymer. Can change bodies/fuck with kinks by rhyming with what the player says Memetics Offers to get you 'home' in exchange for 'my own desires', becoming immobile and forced to live in a bad simulation of your home with 'loompah neigbors', and nobody listening to complaints. Drawn into a book where living blueberries cram/curse you into one of their own. Banjo kazooie style, just blues with eyes and expressions, evvery time you talk or moan they get more agitated. (set: $showfooter to false)

As soon as you started to look around you could see the seams, but before you could find anyone, you felt a warmpth all over. It was a sudden shift that seemed to make you feel a little bit of vertigo before you felt something bursting out from your clothes. Looking over your shoulder you could see the squirrel tail, as the rest of your body puffs out, fur underneath making the clothes rip and tear, looking closer to a costume more then everyday wear. Before you could fully comprehend what was going on, you saw who had been watching you. They looked closer to Sandy the Squirrel then you'd ever want to ask her, the outfit ovbiously modified from one of Wonka's own. (text-colour:orange)[Well, At least you only had just one... So uhh, good news is there's a few of us here, looking for a way to turn back. C'mon, we'll show you.] There's just a moment where you thought of running, but the moment you glance back at the door, you see your tail, big enough to nearly hide your whole body, and the thought was dashed. Walking past, you could see a whole hallway of rooms with a few other squirrels, all in different states of dress, mostly chubby, but worryingly, at least to your new body, they were looking arousing. (text-colour:orange)[Welcome to the Squirrel Society! I'd say you'll fit in just fine!] A few minutes of talking and looking show there Was at least some ideas for trying, but most of the time, it was kinky, casual, open sex between all of the transformees considering how horny the change had made everyone. A day was fun, a week had you experimenting, and within a month, you stopped counting the days. Leaving was off the table, this place was too much fun! You tossed away the last bits of your humanity, cuddling up on someone's chest as you read a very worn copy of some kinky Wonka based fanfic. At least this is more adequate for the 'Nut Room' then most...

You have a moment of thought before just starting to scarf them down. If there was someone watching, they wouldn't be able to stop you as the delicate little cakes were just crammed in one by one, smooshing together in one overwhelming burst of nutty flavors. It only took a minute or so to get all of them in your mouth, chewing them as you took the plate, tossing it in a corner with a clatter of plastic. That was when you saw the wall fall down, revealing what looked like a massive squirrel woman, a bit surprised to be uncovered, only to see your cheeks. (text-colour:orange)[Oh my goodness, you ate them all. We've never... we had people eat two at most, and they're so fat...] As you think to ask what she means, your body immediately feels a sense of vertigo as the lights seem to go out. Your whole body seems to shiver before you suddenly puff out, unable to do much more then wiggle your hands and feet, but something was pressing in all over you. The ground was trembling and before too much time, in a blinding flash, the lights were turned back on, only to see something terrifying. The same squirrel woman as before, but she was massive, looking nearly ten stories high, as you could see the oceans of material around... wait a second... (text-colour:orange[You're so tiny... that's super cute! Gonna be a big life change for you being a squirrel the size and shape of a softball...] Her voice was booming enough that it took a minute to realize what she was saying, and managing to force your head down enough against the squishy resistance that made it want to tilt up, you could see the rounded brown furry expanse. Your cheeks were puffed up comically, you had squirrely buck teeth you could feel in your mouth, and with a large tail, you could feel as her massive hand shifted to tease it around. You fully realized your body had shifted into a tiny ball of a squirrel. (text-colour:orange)[Well... I think you're cute enough for me to take care of you. Don't worry! I'm sure we can have fun with you at this size...] She simply leaves your clothes and goods on the floor, and takes you, hauling you off to parts unknown, leaving you helpless as a ball. Surely it'll be fine...

You open your eyes to see a ball, only the blinking in the head up top was indicative of that it was you. Your body was fully rounded, fat folds and swollen body parts all intermingled together. Nothing seemed to be sagging, and while you could feel a bit squishy, it was the ungiving stretch of what seemed like a waterballoon rather then skin. You couldn't see your arms or legs, rather just vague impressions of where they should be, the sensation of standing starfished only mental considering you couldn't even move anything. All you could affect is a slight jiggle, which didn't do anything for how you were being held, a few inches deep in what looked almost like an egg cup. Your head was set in a ring of what would probably be neck fat if there was any movement in it at all, instead looking ornamental. Your cheeks and lips had been swollen up too, and the only muffled sounds you tried to get out didn't even get them to move, even blinking had become slow, leaving you beached... well, beach-balled... (text-colour:magenta)[Final buffering Complete! Thank you for your participation. New Housing made for you. Have fun with your fellow fitness freaks!] THe cup holding you tilts, and hands roll you, worryingly easy to do so before a round door appears in the back of the gym, showing off a large pit full of other shapes, all suspiciously flesh-toned, the hints of a face or a hand impression vaguely in the pile, before they rolled you in. The door closed, and a mechanical beep started, as an agitator came up from the floor, heavily padded, it just started to slowly spin, stirring up the shape pit to give some sort of enrichment. Before too long you were craving those moments of change, of feeling and sensation. You tried to identify what part of your body was pressing against another, or where up or down was, but it grew dark quickly. The motion was soothing to your roundness, and your mind started to dull with the near constant sensations of jostling and pressure. There was only hoping you'd remain a good ball, with a small fraction of your former self hoping that someone somewhere would figure it out. They had to know people came in here... or maybe they just needed a good ball... you're a good ball...

For the most part, there are three main kinks, Fattening, Blueberrification, and Hypnotization. The 'Weight' stat increases with fat, and most things asking to be eaten will cause weight gain, with the occassional force feeding. The 'Berrification' stat shows how close you are to becoming a blueberry. This also has sexual teasing, helplessness, and immobility The 'Loompic Corruption' is a bit of a mix of hypnosis kinks, including masturbation, gooning, dronification, and other peripheral minor fetishes. There are also some one-off bad ends, involving species transformation, shrinking (in addition to fattening) and some other ones. This isn't a comprehensive list, but it's close to it. [[Intro]]