The Gingerbread House -The End

The next morning, H-bot beeped a tune as he pushed a large cart piled with breakfast food—eggs, bacon, sausages, pastries, bread, pasta, and the like. His wheels took him and the cart down the hallway towards Gretel’s room, where the big girl was waiting hungrily.

Upon entering the room, H-bot found that Gretel had taken the liberty of devouring one of the last pieces of furniture that she hadn’t eaten yet in her room—her bedside table—while waiting for her breakfast to arrive. She was truly massive now, lying down comfortably as she bit into the table’s sponge-cake-like top, taking up almost all the space in the room with her size. Her poor bed lay crushed under her, only her back really rested on the smooshed mattress since she was so big, her enormous ass and legs resting on the floor and taking up the rest of the room’s space.

H-bot rolled in casually, coming to a stop at the side of the gigantic girl who was lying on her back, finishing the last of her bedside table. The room was pretty bare now, Gretel having eaten all of the furniture save the broken bed. Gretel quickly sensed the presence of H-bot, and smelled the freshly-cooked food, and brightened.

“Oh boy, breakfast!” she went happily, turning her entire massive self on her side to face H-bot and his cart of food, like a giant rousing from her slumber. Her gigantic boobs and belly crashed down heavily on the floor, causing the room to shake and her cleavage and huge tummy to jiggle. She was crammed into a gigantic bra the witch had fashioned her the night before, although she was already getting too big for it as her boobs spilled out of the cups.  

H-bot watched in awe as the huge girl picked up a large tray piled with bacon, and dumped its entire contents into her open mouth hungrily. After a few chews and a swallow, she dumped the tray, which was basically a giant, flat cookie, into her mouth as well.

The little robot watched as the girl did the same for every single item on the two-leveled cart, finishing them off (and their sweet-made containers) one by one, until finally, she broke the chocolate-made cart and devoured that happily, too.


“BBBUUURRRPPPPP!!!” went Gretel, letting out a belch that shook the room. She put her hand on her big, well-fed gut and gave it a contented rub. “Mmmm that was soooo good H-bot! You’re such a great cook—could I have more? I’m still hungry!” she giggled, licking the fingers of her other hand happily. H-bot couldn’t believe this girl’s appetite. No wonder she managed to get so huge! That appetite combined with the witch’s spell was a dangerous thing, but then again, the girl was quite sweet and gentle, and H-bot felt appreciated when serving her.

“Right away, ma’am!” he beeped obediently, zipping off out the door towards the kitchen once more.

Later that day, Gretel was sitting in the living room, eating as usual. Having devoured a good amount of the living room’s furniture, she was now even bigger, and was currently working her way through the books from the witch’s large bookshelf. Gretel was now so big that, even while seated, her head came close to touching the living room ceiling. Standing would definitely cause her to tear through the house’s roof, so she didn’t stand. Instead, to get around, she crawled on all fours like a baby…a very, very big baby.

The books were like wafer treats, the pages inside like the filling. They were made of cream and chocolate, and the books’ outer coverings were nice and crispy. She would check out the titles of the books, judge them to be “boringggg”, and casually gobble them up happily, crumbs flying everywhere as she crunched on the books.

The witch had gone out into town to get away from the havoc the giant girl was causing in her home. She was eating the house inside-out, gobbling up all the furniture and interiors. The witch knew it wouldn’t be long before she’d run out of things to eat inside, and would start devouring the house itself. The witch needed a spell to stop Gretel growing, but she needed to go down to the old witch’s tavern in town to consult with some of the other witches about the proper counter spell.


Gretel continued to plow through the books, eating and eating until suddenly, she came upon a book that seemed to catch her interest.

“It’s Miss Witchy’s diary!” exclaimed Gretel, having stumbled upon the book accidentally. “I’m sure what Miss Witchy doesn’t know won’t hurt her…I’ll just have a little peek and see what Miss Witchy thinks about me” she giggled to herself, opening the book.

Gretel is such a good healthy, growing girl. She eats absolutely everything I give her, and it delights me so. Her plumpening figure is most appealing, as Gretel’s natural hourglass shape divides the weight nicely throughout her body. Her boobs and buttocks are getting huge, as well as her thighs and hips. But her arms and belly are starting to follow too in terms of their growth, which is very good.

“Ohhhhh Miss Witchy likes me getting bigger!” giggled Gretel, closing the book. “Well then, getting bigger is the least I can do to thank Miss Witchy for being so nice to me these past few days.” Gretel looked down at her own bulging body—boobs pouring out of her poor bra, big belly bulging onto her lap. “Well, if Miss Witchy wants me to get bigger, then bigger is what I’ll get!” she smiled, tossing the witch’s diary into her mouth and reaching for more.






Miss Witchy was on her way home mid-afternoon, after a successful meeting with some of her other witch friends at the pub. They had reminded her of the counter-spell to the growing spell which she had cast on Gretel (and was now out of control thanks to the girl’s appetite), which would not only stop Gretel’s growth but hopefully reduce her size too. The witch had to stop Gretel from completely destroying (and consuming) her entire house! She worried even now as to what kind of state she’d find her house in by the time she got back.

Pulling over her car at the front of the house, the witch breathed a sigh of relief to find at least the outside still pretty much intact. The inside was a different matter though, and the witch braced herself for the worst as she climbed out of her car and walked towards her front door. Nothing though, would prepare her for what awaited her inside.


The witch opened her front door which led to the living room, walked in, and gasped.


The living room was nearly empty, with only a few bits of broken furniture remaining here and there, crumbs all over the floor which were all that remained of her couches and sofas and tables. But that wasn’t the most shocking part. The most shocking part was that most of the now empty living room was being taken up by a pair of huge legs (complete with gigantic, fat thighs that bulged against the side walls), and a pair of absolutely enormous buttocks that rose upward towards the ceiling, pressing against it and the surrounding walls.

It was only Gretel’s lower body that was in the living room, filling it out quite easily. She seemed to be lying on her belly, since the witch had a pretty good view of her titanic ass as it bulged upwards against her ceiling and made the walls crack along with those massive thighs. The witch was also surprised to see she seemed to have fashioned a new, multi-colored panty, her old one most likely having burst off long ago. This new panty was thong-like though, and she was starting to outgrow it too as it didn’t cover her gigantic ass cheeks and thighs at all.

As the witch walked down the length of Gretel’s legs and approached her ass, she realized that the girl’s upper body was in the next room—the kitchen. As she drew nearer, she could hear the unmistakable sound of munching and crunching. The girl was still eating! She needed to get to the kitchen and administer that counter-spell, and fast!

The witch looked at the wall before her. Gretel’s had completely destroyed the wall between the kitchen and living room, presumably from trying to fit through the door to the kitchen. However, even with the wall destroyed her bulging, blubbery waist and love handles took up all the space where the wall once stood, effectively blocking the witch from going to her kitchen. The witch would have to use the back-door entrance to her house from the outside, which led directly to the kitchen.


The witch exited through the front door and made her way around to the back. The sounds of Gretel’s delightful eating were louder from here, and as the witch opened the back door and stepped into the kitchen, her eyes bulged at the sight before her.

Gretel’s upper body indeed was here, and it was a whole lot of Gretel. The witch was also partly surprised that the kitchen still had a good amount of furniture, probably the last place in the house that still had any at all. But that only came secondary to the shock at seeing Gretel, who filled out the kitchen pretty easily.

She was lying on her belly, and the fat, bulging sides of her belly were pushing against the cabinets and other pieces of furniture near the now non-existent adjoining wall between the kitchen and living room. But, facing her as she broke off chunks from the kitchen counter and stuffed them into her chocolate-stained mouth, was Gretel’s pretty face, which looked absolutely euphoric as she ate non-stop. Her head was pressed against the ceiling as her head and shoulders were actually arched up, supported by her elbows on the kitchen floor. Her huge, soft arms provided a nice meaty frame for what seemed to be the focal point of the picture of hugeness before the witch—Gretel’s breasts.

Gretel’s now absolutely titanic boobs bulged onto the kitchen floor, spreading out in all directions and taking up a whole lot of space. The witch noticed Gretel also had a new, multi-colored bra which, like the panty, she was already starting to outgrow too—her giant breasts spilled out of the poor cups, the bra’s straps digging into her meaty shoulders and back.

“Oh hey Miss Witchy! You’re back! Hehe, sorry about the living room furniture…and the wall too…oh, and all the furniture in your room and my room too…I got a bit hungry, hehe” smiled Gretel innocently, looking down at the witch as she continued to stuff her face with parts of the cake-made counter. “But you LIKE me getting bigger, right? Hehe, I’m sorry Miss Witchy, I found your diary and couldn’t help reading it. But at least now I know you want me getting BIGGER! And look, I spent the whole day being a good healthy, growing girl like you said in your diary…I’ve grown a lot today, haven’t I?” said Gretel, licking her fingers happily as she looked down at the tiny witch.

“Y-yes you have, my dear” stammered the witch as she stared up at the gigantic girl.

“Oh! And look how big my boobs have gotten! Aren’t you so proud?” smiled Gretel, lifting her massive breasts in her arms, and piling them onto the kitchen table between her and the witch.

Gretel’s breasts were much too big for the kitchen table, bulging over and pouring over it, a good amount of boob still bulging onto the floor as her huge tits poured over the poor table. The table buckled and groaned under the weight of her boobs, its legs bending and beginning to crack.

“Oh yes dear, you’re getting very…busty” went the witch nervously, staring at the gigantic boobs before her, bulging over the poor creaking, groaning table. Suddenly…

*CRASSHHHHHH!!!*

The table collapsed under the weight of her massive breasts. Her boobs wobbled and jiggled madly as the rest of their mass hit the floor heavily.

“Thanks Miss Witchy! Have you seen my butt? It’s in the living room since I’m too big to fit in the kitchen already. Well, my butt and thighs are pretty damn huge too, just so you know” giggled Gretel proudly, bragging about her size to make the witch proud.

The witch only smiled nervously. She had to use the spell now, and stop all this growing!

As Gretel reached for more food (this time, the broken table that lay crushed under her gigantic chest), the witch whipped out her wand. This had better work.

She began waving it and making the arm movements her friends had re-taught her, and the wand’s tip glowed and sparked. She then fired a single, streamline shot directly at Gretel, the shot hitting her in her bulging cleavage. Gretel didn’t notice a thing.

A few seconds past. Five. Ten. Twenty. Something was wrong.

The witch tried again, firing another beam of sparks at the huge girl.

Still nothing.

And then suddenly, a sudden thought hit the witch. She knew Gretel had scoured the entire house for any food, consuming all the furniture and everything in it, but she couldn’t have found what the witch was possibly thinking—could she?

In the witch’s study where she kept her oven and spell books, she had a cabinet of potions, very special potions that she used now and then. She used them when fighting against rival witches. They were magic-deterrents, granting whoever drank them immunity from all magic. A single bottle of the pink, viscous stuff could grant you immunity for a whole day. But she wondered how much Gretel had taken.


“Gretel dear?” went the witch, afraid to find out. She walked up to the side of Gretel, which really didn’t give her much space since Gretel was bulging all over the kitchen.

“Yes Miss Witchy?” went Gretel, shifting her weight and beginning the awesome task of changing her position. She twisted her entire massive body, the walls in both the kitchen and living room groaning as she did. The with was temporarily smothered for a few second’s by Gretel’s now absolutely gigantic belly, as she turned onto her back. The entire house seemed to shake as she shifted, so that she could lie down and more comfortably enjoy her feasting. The witch gazed at the girl in awe—her giant belly rose upwards like a mountain, so big that it almost touched the ceiling even as the gigantic girl lay flat on her back. The sides of her massive belly still spilled over the kitchen floor, bulging against the remaining furniture as it took up a good amount of space.

“Ummm, you didn’t happen to find and eat some bottles with pink fluid in them, did you? I kept them in a cabinet in my study” said the witch nervously, as she gazed up this time at Gretel’s enormous chest, which rose upward even further than her belly. Gretel’s giant boobs were pressing against the ceiling and crushing the poor little ceiling fan between her cleavage. The sides of her boobs bulged over the kitchen floor too, all that jell-o taking up so much space.

“Oh, I did, Miss Witchy! I ate the whole cabinet, why?” replied Gretel absent-mindedly, as she reached for a nearby chair and ate it.

“Oh, no reason” lied the witch nervously. That was her last hope of stopping Gretel’s growing. But then she realized that there was something in that study that had most likely helped aggravate this situation, and probably party the reason why Gretel was now so big.

Along with the potions, the witch kept a chunky, soup-like chowder in a giant cauldron in her study. She used it occasionally on children who were particularly tough to fatten up. It was a growth stew, which made gain weight and grow rapidly. It was a sort of “cheat”, the witch new, and it reduced the quality of the flavor of the kids, but it was her last resort. Obviously she didn’t have to use it for Gretel. But the girl had most likely eaten it up anyway, along with the potions—probably how she got so extra large by now.

“And so I’m guessing you ate the stuff in the cauldron too” sighed the witch, patting the side of Gretel’s massive belly with her bony hand. Gretel’s huge, well-fed belly wobbled happily.

Gretel’s face suddenly lit up.

“Oh, yeah, the cauldron! I almost forgot, thanks for reminding me, Miss Witchy. I brought it up here to the kitchen to heat up, since the stew in it looked sooo good. I think it’s ready now” said Gretel happily, turning to the other side of the kitchen and picking up a huge cauldron with her two hands.

The witch gasped. So Gretel still hadn’t consumed the weight gain stew, and had managed to get this big on her own? Remarkable. She must not have seen the cauldron on the other side of Gretel since she was so big. The cauldron was quite sizable itself—it could easily fit a normal-sized person or two. But Gretel, at this size, easily lifted up the large cauldron with her two hands. It looked like a bowl of soup as she held it, dwarfing it with her size.

But then the witch’s eyes bulged as she came to another realization—Gretel was going to chug the whole thing down! Normally she gave her kids just a small glass, enough for them to plump up and grow considerably. But Gretel was going to down the whole thing.

“No, wait—!” began the witch, but it was too late.

Gretel opened her mouth, and pressed the cauldron’s edge to her lips, drinking up the stuff like soup.

The witch watched in a mix of fright and awe as Gretel started growing right before her eyes. The girl’s arms grew thicker and larger, pressed against her sides as they held up the cauldron that was fueling her growth. The witch gasped as Gretel’s already gigantic chest grew even bigger, bulging upwards and sideways, her bra creaking loudly as her massive boobs pressed harder against the ceiling, which was now beginning to crack. She stared at Gretel’s belly, which, like her boobs, shot upward and sideward as it grew even bigger and fatter. Soon, her huge tummy was bulging against the ceiling too, which was really beginning to crack thanks to Gretel’s massive breasts. The cabinets around the sides of her belly were crushed against the walls as her love handles grew and bulged even more. Suddenly…

*CRASSSHHHHHHH!!!*

The ceiling finally gave way, bits of chocolate debris raining down on the kitchen floor as Gretel’s massive chest broke through, bouncing and wobbling as it bulged out of the top of the witch’s house. As the ceiling and kitchen-section of the roof gave way, Gretel’s belly bulged freely too, allowed more space now as it, along with the rest of her, continued to expand further.

“Oh my gosh, this stuff is soooo good!” said Gretel, pausing momentarily from her chugging. “Wait, lemme get into an easier position—I might choke if I keep chugging this lying down” she giggled, as she began shifting her weight again.

The entire house shook and groaned as she shifted, the kitchen walls and living room walls cracking as bits of them flew off. The ceiling and roof between the living room and kitchen crumbled, along with the surrounding walls, as Gretel moved into a sitting position. This simple action took a huge toll on the house, since the girl was now just so big.

Now, Gretel was sitting in the roof-less kitchen, her upper body towering over the house even as she sat, and her giant ass and thighs taking up practically all the space in the kitchen. She really was a giant of a girl.

“There! Mmmm, there’s still a bit more left!” she went happily, licking her lips as she proceeded to finish up the growth formula.




Inside the kitchen, the witch pushed in futility against Gretel’s thigh, which was bulging against her as it grew bigger. All around the kitchen, Gretel’s expanding lower half bulged and crushed the remaining pieces of furniture, the walls around cracking as she grew bigger. Finally, as Gretel neared the end of the cauldron and her growth, the four walls enclosing her massive frame gave way, collapsing simultaneously with a loud crash.

*CRASSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!*

When the smoke had cleared, the witch saw an absolutely humongous Gretel sitting on the ground were her kitchen used to be. Her giant ass and thighs bulged over the ground in all directions, completely covering the tiling of her kitchen floor so that it looked like there didn’t used to be a kitchen there at all. You could see the inside of the living room and the rest of the house from the huge hole that used to be a wall. The kitchen was a good 1/3 of the witch’s house, and now it was gone thanks to one very, very big girl.


“BBUUURRRRPPPPPPPP!!!!” went Gretel, letting out a huge burp that seemed to shake the ground and the entire house. She had finished the entire cauldron, and ate the cauldron itself too. She was now bigger than the house, or at least, what remained of it.

“Oh my gosh, that was soooo good! Sorry about the kitchen, Miss Witchy…weren’t you thinking of remodeling anyway? Hehe…” apologized Gretel innocently, looking down at the witch as she loomed over, casting a massive shadow.

“It’s alright my dear” replied the witch nervously, not wanting to challenge a massive girl whom her magic had now no effect against. “I was thinking of remodeling anyway”.

Gretel’s face lit up with a pretty smile, and she clapped her hands together. “Yey! Thanks for not being mad, Miss Witchy. Oh, I know—I’ll help you some more! Since you’re gonna be remodeling the kitchen, why not remodel the whole house too, right?” she said, looking at the rest of the gingerbread house as she licked her lips hungrily.

“Oh, there’s no need to do that, my dear…you’ve helped me quite enough!” smiled the witch fearfully. Her poor house…she knew this would eventually happen if she couldn’t stop Gretel from growing.

“No Miss Witchy, I insist! It’s the least I can do for you being so nice to me!” said Gretel, reaching out and breaking off a huge chunk of the house’s wall.



Gretel ate and ate, and the witch watched helplessly as the gigantic girl consumed her entire house ravenously. The chocolate cake walls, the caramel roof topped with icing, and even the left-over debris from the kitchen disappeared into Gretel’s growing belly.


Finally, only an hour later, there was nothing left of the house except a few crumbs of debris. Gretel had even peeled off the chocolate-block tiling of the floors, and eaten those. Nothing was left, and sitting in the middle of the clearing where she had first come to days ago, was an absolutely HUMONGOUS Gretel.

Amazingly, her bra and panty were still intact, although were hanging on by mere threads. Her gigantic breasts, big enough to crush the witch’s car (which Gretel had also eaten, of course), were pouring out of the poor cups which barely managed to cover even the girl’s nipples. Her panty was almost invisible, the waistband smothered by Gretel’s love handles and now humongous belly. The front part was practically completely covered up too as her huge belly bulged over it and onto her lap, and her gigantic thighs concealed it too. The only thing that would show that she actually was wearing panties was the barely-there traces of cloth that hang on by threads at the back, but even those were swallowed up by her enormous buttocks.

The witch, now joined by H-bot, gazed up at the massive girl who cast a huge shadow that easily covered them. Gretel looked down at the two with a smile, although it was a bit hard to see them past her gigantic boobs.

“Thanks so much Miss Witchy, for having me these past few days! I had soooo much fun here! And thanks also to you, H-bot, for being real patient and nice to me too, not to mention making me this super cute bra and panty from all the witch’s blankets sewn together” giggled Gretel, looking down at her own barely-there bra, which was on the brink of bursting. “Although I don’t know how much longer they’re gonna last…I’ll probably have to ask Sarah to get me some new ones when I get home”.

“It was real nice having you too, my dear” sighed the witch. At least she learned something from all this. And she definitely wouldn’t be bored for the next few months or so, as she rebuilt her house.

“It was a pleasure serving you, ma’am” added H-bot in his electronic voice.

“Aww, you guys are the best! But I gotta get home…I haven’t been able to call or go back these past few days, and Aunt Cassie, Cody, and Sarah are probably all wondering where I am” said Gretel. “Uh-oh, speaking of Sarah, I hope she doesn’t get too mad about…well…all this” giggled Gretel, grabbing her belly fat with her two hands and wobbling it in front of the witch and H-bot. “She tends to nag me when I start putting on weight…and I gotta admit, I did put on a bit of weight these past few days” said Gretel with a giggle, giving her gigantic belly a pat, making it jiggle happily.

“Anyway…I’ve got to get going, you guys!” said Gretel, getting up and standing at her full height for the first time in a few days. She was gigantic, towering over the two, the surrounding trees only reaching her belly. “Thanks again for everything, and all the great food!” she said, smiling down at her generous hosts past her gigantic, bulging chest. “See ya around!”

And then Gretel turned around, and lumbered off into the forest, trees snapping and the ground shaking under her every heavy footstep.

“H-bot, I’m going vegetarian” sighed the witch, as she watched the gigantic girl walk off, her humongous ass and thighs wobbling and jiggling as she went.