Meiki's stomach seemed to protest this as it let out a loud grumble. "That's not going to be easy," she said worriedly. "But, uh, first things first, can you get me some new clothes?" The familiar snapped her fingers happily and Meiki was suddenly wearing a simple pair of jeans and button-up blouse. "Next, uh.. can you get me some more desserts?" The demoness looked surprised.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"But, uh, weren't you already upset that you gained weight? If you keep eating you'll get bigger."</span><br/><br/>"B-but.. I'm hungry," she said quietly. "I.. I don't mind getting a little bit bigger--just a little bit. Just one more snack, then I promise I'll stop." The serving demon seemed satisfied by that answer. She ran off for about fifteen minutes, then a snap sound was heard in the distance and deserts started to pile up on the table. In another fifteen minutes a second snap and Riki came running back. Meiki had started feeding herself while the demoness continued to cook, but now that she was back, she leaned back for Riki to feed her again. The little demon was shameless, clambering back onto her mistress's ever shrinking lap to feed the girl by hand. The girl wasn't sure why, but for some reason it felt really good to just sit there and stuff herself.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>It was technically only one snack, but it was a snack that lasted for hours as Meiki kept requesting more food and Riki kept obliging. The girl needed her clothes resized a second time over the course of this snack, and she was popping buttons again now.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"You're like a balloon," Riki said, pausing her feeding to squish Meiki's belly. It jiggled when she let go. "A water balloon."</span><br/><br/>"Don't stop Riki," Meiki ordered, blushing like she was really enjoying bloating up like this. She'd realized how the demon command system worked now. If she said her familiar's name when giving an order, she would obey. More food went down her gullet and another button was lost. By now, her face was getting pudgier and she was starting to develop a second chin. She could feel her arms, her thighs, her ass, her chest all getting bigger. Her belly, though, the thing being stuffed, was definitely getting the most attention. Near the end of the hours-long feeding session, Riki wasn't so much sitting on her lap as laying on her gut. A few more cupcakes went down her throat and there was a rather loud pop, and an undeniable wobbling motion from her overinflated stomach.<span style="font-style: italic">That must have been my pants,</span>Meiki thought, ignoring the distraction to keep eating.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Want me to fix your clothes again?"</span>Riki asked her. Her pants were obviously done for and her shirt had all of one button left. She shook her head. On her own orders, Riki kept feeding her until she passed out from exhaustion.