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Blue...

Deep blue...

A very dark color only distinguishable from a the pure black accompanying it, creating silhouettes in the background. It was hard to tell how close they were. It looked much like the night sky, but there were no stars. One could see a pale blue circle shining off on the edge of the sky. Perhaps it was the moon, though it was flat and featureless, unlike the rock of many craters and ridges one might recognize.

The silhouettes began aligning into shapes. A combination of boxes and triangles. Buildings most likely. Squares of yellow would light among the various boxes. Windows. They seem like buildings, but...

...why do they seem so small? The closer one got, the smaller they seemed to get.

More blue...

The sky was filling the landscape, the silhouettes falling below. The pitch black horizon was even lower now, its distance still questionable given it was still only solid black. The ground below was disappearing, but there was no fear. The sky was... liberating. Free. There were no worries in the sky...

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Mae eased awake, the late morning sun catching her eyes as usual.

The dark blue lady cat stretched out heavily, sitting up in her bed and letting out a weak yawn. Mae leaned over the foot of her bed to get her shoes on. She shook her head in an attempt to get some of the drowsiness free of her mind. She even opted to flip open her laptop, always left in sleep mode instead of being fully turned off. She couldn't see any new messages from her friends. She figured that would be the case, since nothing really special happened yesterday. After the dark happenings a long while ago, everyone was doing their best to move on, but nothing really new happened. There was no more local ghost story, and no kidnappings or disappearances. Mae's body had recovered, which she was thankful for.

Mae stepped down the stairs, hearing her mother preparing breakfast. She had a craving for pancakes and wished hopefully for there to be pancakes today. In that very moment, as Mae reached the first floor, she could smell the mix of oil and hot maple syrup. Everything was meaningless in the face of pancakes.

Mae didn't get to spend long with her breakfast, scarfing it down with sheer delight in moments. Her mother wished her a pleasant day, telling her she would be busy with things at the church for most of the day. She even pulled a little bit of cash from her purse to give to Mae, saying she could pick up a small lunch at the recently opened Taco Buck, with the barely unsubtle hint of picking up an application while she was there.

Most of it flew over Mae's head. All she could think was that today was already turning out to be a pretty good day. Everything was going her way, but she didn't want to let her mom down in any case. Not after such a quality breakfast. Perhaps she should ask her mom to teach her how to cook, so she could make her own delicious pancakes sometime.

Mae stepped out the front door to Maple Street, noting that it was unusually sunny for this time of year. Things were lining up perfectly. In these conditions, Mae knew exactly what she wanted to happen. She took off in a brisk jog to the Towne Centre, hoping to coerce Bea into lunch with her. It was well past lunchtime when she arrived, but with the day she was having, she hoped with all her heart that her lucky streak would keep going.

Mae stepped through the front door of the Ol' Pickaxe with reckless abandon. Surprisingly, Bea was leaning on the counter, looking inherently bored.

"Hey Bea," Mae greeted the blue crocodile woman. She was still optimistic, though now a little cautious that Bea was liking feeling drained from working all the things she had to do around her father's store.

"Oh hey, Mae." Bea responded, though her expression and stance remained unchanged. "What's going on with you? Picking up something for your dad or something?"

"Uh no, I'm here to see you," Mae replied. This at least got Bea to stand up straight.

"Well here I am," Bea said flatly, "Gaze up me in all my glory." She even went so far as to hold her arms out in a very loose and sarcastic manner.

"Is something wrong?" Mae asked.

"No, I'm just bored," Bea replied. "My father's starting to take back one or two more responsibilities now, so I'm at a point where I can concentrate enough to actually RUN OUT of work to do. It's amazing how much easier it is to juggle when you have one less ball to keep track of. Pretty good too, ever since Danny went to go work at Taco Buck, leaving me all alone again. Don't know how long he'll last, though, so maybe you can have a shot at working there when he changes careers again."

"Speaking of tacos and the places of which to purchase them," Mae changed the subject, "I was hoping you and I could go have ourselves a lunch at Taco Buck. I'm buying!" Mae even had a pleased smirk when she said this.

"Lunch? But it's... holy crap..." Bea seemed stunned by the time on the clock. "I've been so damn bored standing here all day, that I forgot to go eat."
"You don't get a dedicated lunch hour or something?" Mae questioned.

"Mae, I do the job of both an owner and a manager," Bea said, "I eat when there's free time. It just so happened that my free time started early this morning just after breakfast, and is still going to mid afternoon."

"So is that a 'yes'?" Mae asked, leaning in with a gentle smugness.

"...yes, Mae," Bea replied, rolling her eyes "I will go and have lunch with you."

With that, the pair took a short walk to the Taco Buck that sat a few buildings down. When they entered the small restaurant, nobody was even inside, except for Danny, looking tired from what might have been a decent lunch hour.

"No one's here," Mae said, "We have the whole place to ourselves!"

"You're surprised?" Bea questioned. "It's like, almost 3pm. Even old people don't have their lunch this late or dinner this early." Mae didn't actually know what time it was, so she merely did her best to change the subject again.

"Well I'm paying like I said!" Mae repeated, pulling out the folded up $10 bill from her pocket.

"Did your mom give you that?" Bea said. "That's only slightly more than enough for one person."
"...oh." Mae spoke, a bit embarrassed.

"It's fine, Mae." Bea said, "I can buy my own lunch. I shouldn't eat to much junk food this close to dinner anyway. Maybe just something to satisfy cravings.

"Wait, we can split a meal then!" Mae suggested, trying to save face. "We can share something for like ten bucks and eat just a little before dinner! How does that sound?" Bea recognized that Mae really wanted to make good on her previous words.

"Hmm, okay..." Bea agreed, "This food's cheaper when you buy more of it together, anyway." With that, Mae ordered a mid-sized plate of tacos and a drink to share. Mae drank the most, but there were thankfully free refills. Mae managed to convince Danny to be cool about it, at least just this once.

The two managed to finish quite quickly, since there was only food for one person, so they opted to spend the rest of the day catching up together. There were talks of plans and ideas for things to do together, until Bea not so subtly reminded Mae about applying at Taco Buck again.

"...I mean, look at Danny," Bea said, gesturing to the cat who was currently staring into space with nothing else to do. "He couldn't even try to convince us to buy another drink like he should, and I swear I watched him make and eat a taco on the spot not even a moment ago. You could totally do this job."

"Oh come on, Bea," Mae said, with a light whine in her tone. "I'll remember to do it, but I want to spend time with you right now. Danny isn't going anywhere for the moment. Besides, huge chains like this make you apply online and stuff nowadays."
"Wow, you really want to spend time with me THAT bad," Bea said, with an almost teasing air about it, "Just a reminder that I'm straight, lover girl." This provoked an embarrassed huff from Mae.

"Shush! Danny might overhear or something!" Mae scolded.

"Mae," Bea returned, flatly, "I can tell without looking right now, that Danny just knocked over some things and is trying to clean it up." Sure enough, Danny had spilled a few containers of sauce packets, and was on his knees, picking up and sorting each into their proper bin.

"...how did you do that?" Mae questioned, with a look of complete seriousness.

"I worked with the guy, that's how." Bea replied, in a very matter-of-fact manner.

"Well don't just blurt out embarrassing things like that as a joke!" Mae scolded in a hushed tone. "You know... what if... I actually had feelings like that for you?"

"Well, I'd be flattered, but I'm not sure I'm all that into girls," Bea replied. "You're a close friend, Mae. But there's only so close you can get sometimes."

"Geez," Mae said, a bit defeated, "Man, sometimes I wish you were pansexual like me. So I wouldn't feel so rejected right now. Or you know, at least into girls a lot more."

Bea's expression went blank for a brief second, as if she were processing what Mae had just said. Mae immediately grew concerned that she had said something wrong. This had happened before, when something she spoke about offhand had set Bea off. However, Mae was surprised to see the crocodile start... smiling.

"Well..." Bea said, "I suppose it wouldn't be the end of the world to try some... experimentation. I mean that's the kind of thing that goes on in colleges, right? And since I can't stick around one long enough to try for myself, maybe you could be the next best thing. How about it, Miss Drop-Out?" The crocodile was leaning over the table with intent in her eyes. Mae didn't quite know how to respond to that.

"E-experimentation?" Mae said, with an embarrassed and blushing gulp. She couldn't really contain the idea that she had been wanting to try and become more... steady with Bea since the incident died down. Bea had been there for her ever since she came inches from death. And it had to be today that a potential social disaster turned into the most blush-inducing stroke of luck imaginable. Was it more than luck? Was it destiny? "Well, I think you could do way better than me, Bea. I'm just a virgin, a little overweight... I never thought I could be your type."

"Well I meet so few eligible bachelors out there." Bea stated. Her tone was serious, but she still had a rather intrigued smile on her face. "Whether it's all the toughened up males who come by the hardware store, the two lover men, or the random other guys in the neighborhood with... issues, I think it's about time I start playing the field. You know, to expand my options. And since I've known you the longest, I think that's a good place to start."

"W-well it's not you, it's me," Mae sputtered insincerely. "Okay no, that's just some trashy line I got from a sitcom. But I mean, maybe if you had more flaws. You know, being fat like me, or fatter than me. And you're so tall. I mean could you be any taller? I mean, it might look good on you, but... ugh!" Mae was so flustered, still blushing as she verbally flailed about. She was thinking weird, trashy things that she only ever dabbled with in private.

Bea oddly didn't respond, her expression had gone blank again, like she was still processing the implications of what Mae was going on about, until it all fell into focus for her.

"Please, you've seen how I dress," Bea said, calmly, "I'm hardly one to care about how you look. Plus, I know the dark clothes are slimming, but I've put on a few pounds myself, if you haven't noticed." Bea leaned back, pressing her shirt against her middle to show that she did have a noticeable paunch over over croc belly. Mae was definitely confused how she didn't notice it before. "I'm sure I'm not that much of a prize to any random guy either."

"I suppose..." Mae was still unsure, but this was an opportunity she couldn't pass up. Not only was she having such a surreal good day, but if she was going to make good on Bea's sudden openness to a same-sex partnership, it was sink or swim. "Then let's do it! We can go chill out at your place after you get off work and..." She paused, taking notice of Danny finally getting the sauce containers back on the counter after this entire conversation. "...after I apply to this place, because holy crap, I don't think Danny's going to make it here..."

"Oh take your time," Bea said, still giving a smile, this one a bit more flirtatious than usual for her. Mae had never seen Bea flirt, let alone with her, so she didn't even know what to expect. Mae walked over to counter to talk to Danny.

"Hey guy," Mae greeted, "If you're not too busy, could I get a job application?"

"An application?" Danny questioned, "I guess so... I mean we do already have an opening. It's just me and the manager right now, but he mostly comes in on my day off..." Danny was rambling as he fiddled under the counter, pulling out a shelf and digging through some folders until he pulled out a sheet of paper. "You could use me as a reference if you want. It'd be nice to have someone to cover for me when I'm not well." Mae took the application with a very apprehensive stare. She would probably turn the application in to the manager directly.

Mae turned back to the table and jumped, startled by what she saw. Bea was leaning back in the chair, pushed an extra foot away from the table. She was smiling down at her belly, rubbing her hands over what was now a significantly engorged gut. Even Bea's face was looking fuller and rounder. She definitely wasn't this big before. Whatever was going on, Bea was liking it. It even took Mae a moment to notice that she was higher in her chair. She was taller on top of being fatter, and above all, she was downright pleased with it.

"Bea?!" Mae spoke up to get her attention. "Wh-what happened to you?! I was gone for maybe a minute and you suddenly got... huge!"

"Hmm, I suppose I did," Bea said, rather dismissively. Her entire body had just made a massive change, and the normally eager-to-complain croc wasn't even annoyed by it. "But what can I do, I guess that's life for you."

"That's... life?!" Mae blurted out. She looked over her friend, noticing Bea's shirt was larger to meet her height, but was still being stretched lightly by her increase in width. Soon, her belly scales were showing for all to see. Bea even had to undo her belt as her pants tightened over her rump. "Th-there must have been something in those tacos!"

"If that were the case, why aren't you growing?" Bea rebutted. True enough, Mae was still chunky, but not any bigger than she was when she started eating. Did this have something to do with her weirdly awesome day? It seemed to answer SOME questions, since Mae wasn't exactly... turned off by Bea's sudden increase in size.

"But do you... feel okay?" Mae asked, curiosity building in her conveniently cat-like brain.

"I feel fine, actually." Bea said, her tone returning to her more recognizable stoic and aloof nature. "It doesn't hurt. I can still move. I'm just bigger and I kind of like it. I always thought being too fat was this terrible thing, but then it hits me like a brick and I actually feel better than I did before. And it couldn't come at a more convenient time, given how boring today has been otherwise." The two stepped away from the table to leave from the building. Mae was impressed that Bea didn't even need time to adjust to her radically different frame. She stepped easily and didn't even waddle like Mae would suspect she would. Bea was about a foot taller as well, looming over Mae. What weirded Mae out the most was that no one else seemed to notice or care that Bea was so much huger. It was like the entire world was rewriting itself to make Mae happy.

Mae couldn't resist. As Bea's heavy backside wiggled back through the front door of the Ol' Pickaxe, she bit her lower lip, wishing she could see how big Bea could handle. Bea stepped into the back, looking around to see if any additional work had magically appeared in the last hour, with Mae waiting impatiently behind the counter for her return.

Moments later, Mae would let out a stunned gasp as Bea reappeared, having grown two feet taller. Her figure had swollen until she was perfectly obese. Her clothes wouldn't give up, however, her shirt squeezed tight around her chest, refusing to let her make herself indecent. Her pants were tighter than ever, and adjusting to Bea's new height, they had risen up over her ankles. Mae didn't even want to drag attention to the croc's sudden boost, mainly because she could see the croc growing even more. She could see the subtle stretching in Bea's belly scales as her head climbed up to the ceiling. What would happen to the Ol' Pickaxe if Bea outgrew it?

"There's absolutely nothing to do here," Bea said, with a hint of boredom. Mae could see Bea thinking deeply, even as her height rose. "You know what, I'm knocking off early. Nobody's going to need tools this late in the afternoon without just knocking off for the day, and I really want to get to our... alone time." Mae got to hear Bea's flirtatious tone once more, and couldn't think to argue. Mae quickly rushed the pair out the door, seeing Bea having to duck and squirm her way out of her father's hardware store. Bea bent over, looking rather comical as she bent over to the door handle to lock up for the night.

The size was starting to become unwieldy. Soon, the blue crocodile was looming over ten feet tall, her expansive belly swelling out to easily half that in width and only becoming moreso. Mae caught Bea rubbing at her softened midsection, delighting in the new feeling, while inadvertently spurring on Mae's desire for more. She had no idea why she wanted it so bad, but even after getting so large, Mae only wanted more. A bigger croc. A bigger croc that might even become her girlfriend. Oh how she hoped Bea would be her girlfriend.

"Hmm, you know," Bea mused, pausing as her height rose to twelve feet tall. "The more I think about it, the more I see myself getting along with you as a... well you know..."

"S-significant other...?" Mae finished Bea's sentence. As polite as it was, Mae so desperately wanted use something stronger, but it was Bea she was talking to. In this relationship, Bea would totally be the butch of the two. Bea herself immediately gave a wide grin, almost amused at how cute Mae was when she was nervous.

"I was thinking something along the line of 'girlfriend'," Bea proposed, with a full air of confidence. The croc-woman was looming tall and proud, Mae had to lift her gaze as Bea slowly climbed to fifteen feet tall. Her shirt would no longer cover anywhere below her bustline, letting Bea's scaly blue belly hang out, stuffed round and tight by what could only be a thousand pounds of fat minimum.

"G-g-girlfriend?!" Mae stuttered out in surprise. "That's a pretty wide jump for your... first lady friend, isn't it?"
"Why would you say that?" Bea questioned, "I AM gay, you know." Bea almost looked confused, as if Mae never knew this fact about her.

"G- what?" Mae looked even more confused, which only returned Bea's expression back to the admiring smile of how cute and seemingly innocent Mae was. "I thought you w-" Mae interrupted herself. If there was one thing the feline knew better than anything else, it was to never look a gift horse in the mouth. "I-I mean yeah! Guess it just... slipped my mind or something like that." Mae had to think a moment. As they reached Bea's apartment, only to discover Bea could no longer fit inside. Things were changing wildly and she having trouble keeping up with it all, but no matter what, reality was changing for her. Was it a dream? Mae gave her arm a hard pinch, stifling a hiss as a sore spot formed on her arm. Definitely not dreaming.

"Well it looks like with this new size, I can't exactly invite you into my bed, I guess." Bea said this in a slightly disappointed tone, but she recovered it quickly. "How about we go somewhere more peaceful, like a quiet field or something like that?"

"Huh? Oh yeah." Mae replied, having been distracted by her thoughts. Bea was still growing as casually as ever, still lusting over her gut like it was the best thing in the world, until she was twenty feet in height. Her pants had been reduced and squeezed down to shorts, refusing to break, but not squeezing tight enough to rip or cut off Bea's circulation. Before she could go back to silent pondering, she yowled as she felt Bea lift her body in her arm, walking briskly and heavily to a wide open patch of grass to lay down, in the park right in the middle of town. Bea took a seat in the grass, not even caring about her clothing anymore. She seemed to be most focused on Mae.

"This is a nice spot don't you think?" Bea said. "Even though the sun was out most of today, it's still pretty cool out. That's good for me because these clothes get hot sometimes out here in the country, you know?"

"Y-yeah," Mae spoke, "So this growth thing isn't hurting you at all? Not physically or mentally. You're just huge and... happy?" Mae had an unusual string of thoughts that seemed eerily plausible, but she needed some way to test it. "And as far as you know, you've always liked girls?"

"Well yeah," Bea replied. "I mean I never spoke up about it, but we're in the country, in a small town with a large church. It's not a subject you just come out and introduce without some thought. But my dad knows and he doesn't mind, and that's about the limit of people who should even care, barring the people I try to show interest in."

Mae was stunned. It couldn't have been that easy, but her mind was narrowing down the options to the levels of 'batshit insane', much like those cultists. She had to try. Mae tested it by thinking to herself. In her head, she repeated the idea that she too was a lifelong lesbian. Her eyes were shut tight and she focused on it with all her might and willed it to be true. When she opened her eyes, she didn't feel any different. She felt the same as she always did, but there was something off, much like the way Bea's clothing distorted in a desperate bid to keep her covered. She could not recall ever liking guys. It was like nothing about her had changed, but there was no memory of looking at boys, talking about boys, trying to hit on boys, even though she knew there was something recent involving boys. Something with alcohol and Bea driving her home.

Bea.

Her thoughts were on the crocodile once again. Mae had zoned out for so long, she didn't notice Bea had swollen up to thirty feet tall... while sitting. Her gut was round and everything else about her was thick. Mae had to look away blushing. Bea was too hot now. Whatever odd tricks that had been going on in her head was messing with her turn-ons too. But was that a bad thing? She really wanted to see Bea get bigger, but she was also struggling with this conveniently changing reality.

Bea seemed content with the quiet, still staring off into the clouds as she kneaded over her expansive frame. Mae, on the other hand was still struggling with what could have caused this. She knew for a fact she wasn't dreaming, and fairly certain she wasn't dead, but mystical powers didn't just appear out of nowhere. What was different?

Mae suddenly lifted her head with a jolt. It couldn't be... The Black Goat...

The cult did make mention of the supposed power and benefit the sacrifices made to the town of Possum Springs, but perhaps its real benefit was to its followers, who had been more focused on the benefit of the town's prosperity. They told her she had heard it, and as of the mine's collapse, there were suddenly dozens more sacrifices and only one 'beneficiary' as it were. The alleged death of the cult was mostly on her hands, given she was the one targeted by the group an their intentional and unintentional sealing of the few possible exits. Was this... her reward?

It wasn't worth thinking about. Mae was nothing like the Black Goat's cultists. She had no need to feed it with innocent lives. But what mattered now was that she had the power to change everything. She could make everything great for her and Bea, and lead a good life. Reality was bending with a simple idea, and she could only think of wanting to use it more. Bea's swelling wouldn't stop. Not only that, but it was becoming faster as Mae was becoming accustomed to invoking the power to make her desires real. A reality where no one had died, where the Black Goat didn't exist, and Possum Springs would become a better and nicer town because of it.

"Hey Mae," Bea spoke up, her voice echoing decently because of her size. "Why don't you come up here, where it's nicer? With the sun out,  it's really fine temperature up here." Before she even received an answer, the massive crocodile lifted Mae, and rested her atop her enormous and soft belly. Her belly scales were as wide as Mae was tall, and Bea seemed to be excited to grow just as much as Mae was.

"So you think this is a good thing, right Bea?" Mae questioned. She couldn't parse these questions on her own, and when it came down to what was morally right and people Mae trusted, Bea was the perfect person for both.
"Yeah, I'd say this is a good thing." Bea said without hesitation, something that gave Mae a brief sense of confidence. The crocodile let out a content sign as her gut expanded much like rising dough. She wouldn't be able to stand again, not that it mattered as she surged up to fifty feet tall. Bea was the size of a large city building, yet down below, nobody even cared that such a huge croc girl was only yards away from flattening structures. Even Bea herself didn't seem to mind. "You know. Now that I'm this high up... It feels calm up here."

"Calm?" Mae questioned, not really looking Bea in the eye directly from how much she blushed. "What do you mean?"

"I mean like, how we all live on the ground and can only go as high as how much we put underneath us." Bea was speaking in an oddly profound way, "It's like, what if we lived in space? Doesn't that seem more free than living stuck on the ground? We have to have somewhere to stand, somewhere to sit, somewhere to lay down and sleep. But if we could live up there where there's no gravity, no weight, and no ground... we wouldn't need that, we could just be up there and live free."

"In space?" Mae pondered. It distracted her from her infatuation with Bea, at least as long as it took her to realize that Bea was right. They didn't have to live on earth. At least not anymore. Mae found herself at a crossroads. Should she use this power to make things better for Possum Springs? But then she would be waiting on job interviews and Bea would still be stuck at the Ol' Pickaxe. Or should she take Bea and this power to bend reality and make it better for the one she could only think of as the new love of her life?

It was a choice.

Should Mae sacrifice her happiness and Bea's to live where only the practical could exist and keep their lives limited to the reality where they have their friends and family?

or...

Should she push into the endless void of infinite possibility and limitless freedom, leaving everyone else behind for their sake?

She had one more question to ask?

"Bea?" Mae spoke.

"Yeah, Mae?" Bea returned in the same tone.

"Would you... want to run away with me?" Mae closed her eyes tightly, wishing for the answer that would help her decide.

"..." Bea fell silent, mulling over the thought with a deep air of suspense. "Yeah, Mae. We can."

"...you know, we probably couldn't come back, Bea." Mae said, in an effort to provide some more resistance.

"I know, Mae," Bea responded quickly. "I think if I'm being honest with myself, I've done everything I can here. I want to see what's out there, and if that's where you're going, I want to come with you."

"What about Gregg and Angus, and everyone else?" Mae asked. Her body was shuddering. She could could really feel it happening. It had nothing to do with how reality had changed, but the decision hinged heavily on how reality COULD change. "Will you miss them?"

"Not as much as I would miss you." Bea stated, in her usual flat tone.
Mae had all the answers she needed. She took hold of what she could of Bea's hand and used the deepest pits of her willpower without hesitation.

"We're going out there, Bea." Mae declared, eyes gazing high up into the twilight sky. This scene felt familar. With Mae standing atop the sea of deep, deep blue that was Bea's belly and body, and the small houses in the distance suddenly turning on their lights to meet the oncoming night. The bright orange ball was sitting on the edge of the sky, and Bea's body began to surge. The crocodile let out a moan of sheer thrill as her belly expanded outward, knocking over trees and crunching the park fences with the sheer weight. Bea's height was rising ever higher as well, with Mae jumping onto her shoulder to propel the both of them upward.

"You sure about this?" Bea asked Mae. She had a general feeling that she knew what was happening and left all her trust to Mae.

"I've never been more sure about anything in my life." Mae affirmed, dramatically. The cat girl clung to Bea's rapidly expanding shoulders by the collar of her heavily stretched shirt. Even Bea was lost in the moment before long, fatty girth spreading from her cheeks, as there no longer remained an inch of her body that hadn't been boldly thickened. Even with the rapid shift in weight distribution, Bea let out a pleased sigh at how... 'right' it all felt.

The familiarity was even more apparently as Bea's height escalated rapidly. Hundreds of feet tall became thousands, and thousands soon breached into millions. Mae could recognize it as her new and likely permanent girlfriend outsized the planet. Buildings and entire counties were smushed under soft blue scales. Blue was consuming the sky above and the ground below until Bea lifted out of earth's orbit, floating off into space. Reality meant nothing. There was no breathing, no eating, no thirst. The ground disappeared underneath them as they drifted off into the unknown. There was only a sea of black and blue. Mae knew this was the way she wanted things to be. She jumped from Bea's shoulder, focusing all of what she could into a jolt that sent her body into a size almost as tall as Bea, though she was just a bit shorter, like they had been before all of this weird nonsense began. Not that any of it was nonsense anymore. Mae looked over the hand that wasn't currently clutching Bea's, making sure she was really the titanic cat she had wanted herself to be in order to be in the same space as the cosmic blue crocodile.

"How was that?" Mae spoke in a huff. Nothing else in space could hear them, but to Mae, anything was possible.

"You certainly know how make boring things dramatic," Bea snarked, with a tinge of affection to her voice. "Though you don't look so overweight to me anymore."

"Oh please, I could totally be waaaaay fatter than you," Mae teased back. She opted to prove that on the spot. Mae let the energy bend her body. Even though Bea had taken to the sudden swelling quite calmly, Mae's awareness of what was going on amplified the sensation. She took delight in how her middle grew. The tingle it entailed cause her middle to expand like a water balloon. Mae knew that was an odd way of describing it, but there was a feeling of warm rushing into her from her middle, like being attached to a faucet that dispensed sized.

Mae let out a giggle, which seemed to lift Bea's spirits as well. The feline bumped her belly against Bea's as if to sort of flaunt what she had going on for her. Bea didn't mind either, simply stretching out to feel her gut jiggle in zero gravity. Mae smiled as the warm feeling spread out to her limbs, her whole figure beginning to thicken up eventually. It was like months and months of overeating were being added to her body every moment. It filled out her chest and even her face, provoking yet another elated giggle as her cheeks bulged out.

Mae soon felt her body begin to jiggle much like Bea's was still going. But given that she was doing this to make a point of clearly being the fattest cat, if not fattest being in the known galaxy, she pushed it further. The mass of dark blue cat let out a pleased purr as she expanded into a pure sphere with limbs attached, as well as plumped up chest covered by an oversized T-shirt with a zero printed on the front. Even her pants felt at risk of tearing, though they held by Mae's willpower. She was instinctually opposed to embarrassing herself, even if the only one who would see was Bea... especially if the only one who would see was Bea.

"See? I'm totally the heaviest," Mae declared, with an air of joking around. "I could totally pass as a new star. The Suncat! Though I'd guess I'd just be doing more sitting around, doing nothing."

"I guess you win," Bea said, with a gentle scoff, "Though when I think about it, I always thought I wanted to go to college and get a better job. But... when we're on this level, getting any regular job seems more... boring. We should try something new or fun. Like some kind of journey."

"Well we've already broken all the possible laws of physics," Mae stated, "Does that mean we're doing... reality crimes?" She gave an overzealous smirk when she finished that sentence, barely able to garner a light-hearted eye roll from the blue crocodile.

"I mean like explore things that no one from earth could ever dream of seeing in their lifetime," Bea said. "I'm sure we could spend an eternity seeing or doing things we never thought possible, like finding life on other planets and seeing a sci-fi space war. I don't know, what kinds of things make you nerd out online?"

"Hey, I have to keep some things secret," Mae retorted, "Though I guess ghost stories don't really matter when you can control the universe. I guess it'll be a new experience for both of us."

"Well I'm happy as long as I'm with you," Bea said, giving the faintest smile. That left no doubt in Mae's mind that she was being sincere.

With that, Mae allowed her pudgy self to float in, planting a sudden and deep kiss on Bea's lips...