Victorie chapter

Chapter 1

“Victoire would be so pretty if she lost weight” Grandmere said as she took a drag on a thin cigarette that she held with a brass and ivory cigarette holder. “You ought to put on her diet before she goes to that ‘ogwarts.”

Victoire watched slowly consuming a mouthful of birthday cake, as her Maman nodded indulgently. “She Will thin out I am sure.” Maman sounded so sure of that.

Victorie wasn’t, and neither was her grandmother. Tall and thin in a beautiful brocade robe with sequins and beads that made her sparkle in the sunlight. “Perhaps, her cousins are baleines? Aren’t they?”

“They are younger. She is the oldest” Maman said simply.

“Dear Gabrielle’s daughter is so petite. A precious thing” Grand-mere swooned. The cigarette smoke wafting through the air like music staves warping out of shape. “Even if her Papa abandoned her.”

Victorie inhaled a lungful and coughed loudly.

“Maman. Smoke outside, please” Fleur said horrified batting her mother away from the kitchen.

“I smoked around you. And you were fine” Grandmere dismissed.

“Victoire is sensitive” Maman frowned frustrated, still trying to usher her mother out. Victoire was more interested in finishing her cake

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Victoire hovered in the doorway to the bathroom. Her Papa was standing on the bath mat, his big figure taking up a lot of room. He had a big gut that often hung out the bottom of his shirts. He had white cream spread across his cheeks.

tap tap tap

He tapped the razor on the edge of the sink, before running the blade under hot water. He raised it to his face and ran it over his round puffy cheeks. Victorie wondered how he never managed to slice his face open. Instead the cream was pushed aside revealing the pale freckled skin, now free of abrasive stubble.

“Why don’t you go play?” Papa said noticing her in the mirror. He had a warm smile.

“I’m okay Papa” Victorie answered. “How come your shaving your beard?”

“Your Grandmere thinks it looks slovenly, I try to give her less excuses to criticise me” Papa explained.

“She doesn’t like that I’m fat”

“She blames me for that” Papa admitted patting his gut. “Your Grandmere had high hopes for me.”

Victorie looked confused, “what do you mean Papa.”

“Well Vic, I used to be trim and considerably less fat. Before I married your Mum. Your Grandpere took me aside and explained” Papa stopped and looked at me considering for a moment. “I’ll tell you. So your aware your Maman is a quarter Veela. Well you Grandmere is half Veela. And the thing about Veelas they are fiercely protective, they are sirens” Bill explained as he groaned and sat down on the toilet seat. “Male Veela’s are very passive they’re used mostly for breeding. So they’re often very fat lazy creatures, that are well protected. When veelas marry wizards those instincts do still exist. So wizards usually end up fattened up by their Veela mates often subconsciously.”

“Then why am I fat?” Victorie frowned, it felt like a valid question.

“Because Veela’s are just as protective of their children. But your more wizard than Veela so you and Louis are heavier.”

“Oh” Victorie nodded understanding now.

“As you get older, maybe some of your Veela traits might come through. Maybe they won’t” Papa smiled. “But yes that’s why your Grandmere doesn’t approve. Because if you were more Veela you’d be thinner.”

“Can I be more Veela?”

“No. Because we’re born the way we are, and your Maman and I love you very much. And so long as your happy we’re happy.”

Victoire smiled and hugged Papa’s belly tightly. “I’m happy having a big belly.”

Papa laughed grinning, “Good. More food for us then.”

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Victorie rubbed her belly with fat fingers feeling the way the fabric hung flowed effortlessly over her round belly. It was tight around belly as the pale blue fabric was draped over her belly. She felt so round and big, she was perhaps the fattest she had ever weighed.

It had been all anyone could comment. Of course they all said how beautiful Gabrielle was in her wedding dress and how her husband was so handsome.

Following that it was “Doesn’t Victoire look so fat. She must never stop eating.”

It didn’t help her Aunt had insisted Dominique and Victoire be bridesmaids. The contrast between her and Dominique was a chasm. Dominique for a start was slim, she had been fat as a child but in puberty when Victorie had gotten rather large heavy breasts. Dominique had instead slimmed down and gotten taller.

Dominique glided.

Victorie waddled and wheezed and popped buttons. Her zipper had burst as she waddled slowly down the aisle. She could feel it slipping down her flab desperate to sag through. It was a nightmare. Everyone muttering and staring. She wanted to cry.

Instead she forced a smile and sucked back the tears. During the reception it was a sit down dinner. With all the comments she barely wanted to eat.

“Eat some cake Victorie” Papa said encouragingly. “It’s only one day.”

“I’m not hungry” Victorie replied rolling the asparagus back and forth on her plate.

“Eat a little bit” Maman had said looking at Papa concerned.

“Or I’ll eat it” Louis grinned swallowing a mouthful of steak.

Victorie slid her plate over to him, “have it. I’m not hungry” She replied cooly.

“I’m going to kill your Maman” Papa said growling under his breath. He wheezed and heaved himself up he patted Maman on the shoulder before he slowly lumbered across the room.

Victoire watched but then her eyes fell back to the now empty spot. Her stomach gurgled uncomfortably. Aching to be stuffed and fed.

The thought of lying in bed with Teddy rubbing her belly and feeding her. His eyes watching her with adoration. Getting so wide and round she’d be unable to raise an arm without his assistance.

“Hey Vic. Do you wanna dance?” A familiar voice asked.

Victoire looked up and Teddy was standing there, stuffed into one of Uncle Harrys Suits. She could tell as it was already straining. Victoire wondered if Teddy had realised how tight the suit was. “Teddy?” She questioned as if he was a mirage.

“Your Papa came and fetched me” Teddy smiled. “Never crashed a wedding before,” he held out his plump hand to her

Victoire giggled and took it. Teddy helped her up and put his arm around her. Her noticed the popped zipper and let his hand stroke the flesh, feeling the exposed rolls of flab with his pudgy fingers. “Teddy” Victorie said pressing into him. Her face pushing into his soft fleshy chest. Sobbing in relief.

“Your Papa said it’s been rough. Don’t cry you look beautiful and your makeup will run” Teddy said holding her against him.

Victorie reached around and held his stomach he felt so full. “Your stuffed.”

“Uncle Harry and Uncle Draco and I were eating” Teddy explained. “I feel like such a fat fuck right now. I really want to burp..”

Victorie giggled sniffing rubbing his belly. “I don’t mind.”

Teddy smiled and belched rather loudly, trying to muffle it with his fist. It was unsuccessful and a few people from a nearby table looked over. A button popped off his suit and wedged itself between the rolls of Victoire’s heavy empty tummy. “Sorry…wait what’s French for sorry?”

“Don’t worry” Victoire grinned. “Let’s go dance..”

Teddy smiled and the two waddled to the dance floor. Their big bellies pressed together. Teddys hands on the open back of her dress. “You look so beautiful Vic. I can’t stop touching your belly.”

“Feels good” Vic smiled comforted as they slow danced. The slow waddle to the melody as she held her enormous boyfriend.

“Victoire Marie Weasley” Grandmere’s voice cut through the musical. “Who is this pig. Where did he come from.”

Victoire tensed, and Teddy held her tighter flexing. Under all that flab he had muscle. “This is my boyfriend Grandmere.”

“He was not invited” She hissed walking close.

“Bill brought me. Apparently you’d brought my girlfriend to the verge of tears” Teddy said firmly.

Grandmere looked at Teddy, up and down. “You are a pig of a man” she declared.

“I am yeah” Teddy grinned. His nose morphing into a pig snout. “A big fat one. But I love Vic, she’s amazing and I don’t care how big she is. I just want her happy” Teddy said firmly. “So I’m not leaving.”

Victoire started crying although it was out of happiness. Teddy had said he loved her. “I love you teddy” Victoire said looking up.

He smiled his fat thumb rubbed the tear from her cheek and leaned in kissing her gently. Grandmere walked away presumably to go argue with Maman and Papa. Victoire didn’t care she was happy kissing and dancing with Teddy.

It wasn’t long before Gabrielle walked forward in a white slip dress, holding the bouquet. “I’m going to throw the bouquet no fighting please” Gabrielle smiled gratefully.

There was a crowd of women who rushed forward. “Go on catch it” Teddy whispered into Victoire’s ear.

She played with one of Teddys straining buttons and smiled amused. “I’m okay.”

“Go on” Teddy encouraged.

Victoire smiled and hovered at the back, not putting in the effort that others were.

Gabrielle turned back away from them. She tossed the bouquet up and it soared. Victoire reached up and gripped it with her plump hand. It took her a moment to realise what had just happened.

“She caught it” Teddy grinned proudly. Her One person cheer squad.

Victoire blushed as the muttering started up and she received dirty looks from the women in attendance.

Teddy’s arms wrapped around her, “keep looking like that and you’ll be off the invite list” Teddy said firmly. “connards grossiers.”

The muttering stopped and everyone looked a little guilty. Victorie smiled, “you do know French?”

“Google translate” Teddy chuckled.

“You know this means we’ll be getting married next” Victoire pointed out.

“Yeah. I better start saving for a ring” Teddy smiled. “Do you think we can swipe some cake?” He asked hopeful.

“Definitely I’m starving” Victoire admitted. Teddy beamed and kissed her affectionately.

They ate three slices of cake each, she wasn’t full. But it helped, Teddy was stuffed however. But he’d been over eating before he arrived.

Victoire's spotted her great-grandmother, a full Veela, approaching the table slowly. Her hair was white blonde and beautiful, her skin wrinkled and but she had an effortless elegance. “Victoire” she called and smiled.

“Great Grandmother” Victoire said getting up and hugged her warmly.

“People have been so rude about you, your a beautiful woman” She said smiling proudly.

“It’s because I’m fat”

“Now I won’t hear of it” Great Grandmother smiled. She reached over and patted Victoire’s belly approvingly. "When her Veela genes kick in and emphasis all those curves, she'll be beating boys off with a stick. Here, have another pie, my petit porcelet." great grandmother smiled producing more dessert for her.

Victoire’s blushed and Teddy chuckled. “GreatGrandmother…”

“Shush and eat up dear. You must be the handsome young man Victoire has set her sights on” She smiled nodding at Teddys gut approvingly. “Don’t wait as long as Gabrielle to get married. I want to see it.”

Teddy nodded affirmatively.

Papa pulled out the keys to shell cottage and handed them to Victoire. “Why don’t you two, head back to Shell cottage. Unless you want to stay in Paris?” He offered.

Victoire considered and smiled at Teddy, “do you want too?”

“We’d have the house to ourselves?” Teddy asked papa curiously.

“You would yes. I trust you both” Papa said honestly.

Victoire blinked a little surprised. “You do Papa?”

“I do. Just be safe..”

Victoire grinned and kissed Teddy warmly.

“Maman” Maman said as she had an arm gripped tightly around Grandmere as she dragged her toward the table.

“Here we go” Teddy muttered under his breath.

“Maman. Apologise” Maman glaring Grandmere down.

Grandmere huffed dramatically like it was such a difficulty. “I apologise if I have offended you. It was in appropriate” She said, although it sounded hollow.

Maman sighed, “That’s as about as good you’ll get” she sighed.

“What do we do about a Portkey?” Teddy asked.

“There’s one leaving in an hour. There’s a few other guests heading back to England. Join them” Bill reassured.

“We’ll have the house to ourselves” Victoire smiled at Teddy.

Teddy grinned and kissed her affectionately.

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Victoire opened the fridge. Shell cottage was dark, and the illuminated glow reflected on her nightie, it was tight across her belly. The fabric stretching across the rolls of flab and into the curves of her body. She reached a flabby arm deciding what to start on. She settled on the glass dish, half full of chocolate pudding.

She peeled off the glad wrap and carried the container to the couch. She looked at the bowl and remembered she hadn’t bothered to grab a spoon, and shoved a hand in. Wolfing down a handful of chocolate pudding and the slightly gelatinous sauce. Handful after handful not caring that her plump fingers were sticking together. Licking her hand clean before eating more. Relaxing on the couch and letting her belly fill up.

It was easier to sleep on a full gut.

“Vic?” Teddy’s voice echoed through the fireplace with a whisper. “Are you up?”

“Urrrrpppp” Victoire burped before she could answer.

Teddys face appeared through the green flames he grinned. “I knew you’d be awake.”

“Am I…urrrpp…that predictable?” Victoire frowned.

“Your my big greedy girlfriend. It’s one of your many endearing qualities” Teddy reassured.

“I should change my routine” Victorie said rubbing her belly.

“Never you might loose weight” Teddy smiled and yawned.

“Long day?”

Teddy nodded, “Yeah. Uncle Ron is isolating. He’s fine tested negative, but because of Hermione being near a covid case still has to isolate. Draco and I had to make up for it at the shop”he explained. “I wish I could see you in person. Feel how fat your getting.”

Victorie smiled, “Soon. Hopefully restrictions will ease. The Muggles said twelve weeks right?”

“Yeah” Teddy nodded.

“I’m too fat for the scale here” Vic admitted rubbing her belly. And I’m wheezing when I walk. Honestly working from home…I’m just…growing..”

Teddy nodded his eyes widening. “You should move in with me. So I can look after you” he reassured. “Have your parents said anything about your weight?”

“Have you seen Papa, he’s huge. He has to use charms to even waddle around the house” Victorie said. “Even Louis is starting to look really fat.”

“Yeah?” Teddy smiled gently. “I bet your still bigger.”

Victoire rubbed her belly. “I miss you Teddy. I miss..”

“I miss you too. Honestly I might miss you so much I might put a baby in you so you have to stay in my tiny apartment that has its windows painted shut” Teddy grinned.

“I wish you were here with me. On my couch getting massive” Teddy said,

“Dad would never let that happen” Victoire sighed. “Your not staying alone with him unless you have a chaperone”

Teddy laughed, “I’d take even that. Because I live alone the only people I see right now are Draco and Uncle Ron.”

“Hopefully it’ll be soon. The ministry seems to be sticking with the muggle rules at least until there’s a vaccine developed by the muggles. Or if it’s in the prophet.”

“Can’t come soon enough” Teddy smiled honestly. “I need to hold you in my arms again.”

Victoire smiled, “with how fat I’ve been getting. You might not manage.”

Teddy went quiet, “I’ll make sure. But I’m no better. I’m getting so fat. I don’t even have a scale to weigh myself.”

“Do you worry about getting too fat” Victorie asked.

“Becoming immobile?” Teddy asked.

“Uncle Harry is enormous and he’s not. I don’t know, why?”

“I don’t think it’s that far off for me. I keep thinking I should exercise but I don’t have the energy” Victorie admitted.

“I would look after you if you were immobile” Teddy reassured.

“I really miss you. I hate being apart from you, and having conversations like this..” Victorie sighed, “I probably should go to bed.”

“Goodnight piggy. Sleep well” Teddy smiled gently.

Chapter 2

Victoria levered the chocolate out of the tray that balanced on her belly. Teddy had given her one with a refilling charm. As long as a couple remainder it would refill. The chocolate melted between her plump sausage like fingers and shoved it greedily between her lips. Savouring the chocolate as it melted in her mouth.

She knew her weight was starting to become a problem. It took herself two or three tries to get up out of bed without getting winded. Papa had started teaching her gravity charms to ease carrying her bulk around.

“Piggy your boyfriend’s here?” Dominique called from the doorway. She stood shaking her head at her. “Merlin your enormous” she muttered.

“We’ve been in lockdown. There’s been not much else to do but eat” Victoire replied.

“Some of us. Took advantage of living near the beach and went jogging every day” Dominique replied gesturing to her toned body.

Victoire reached a fat flabby arm up trying to slide the chocolate box of her belly as to not spill them.

Dominique just watched her struggle. “I can’t wait to see the look on his face when he see’s what you’ve done to yourself.”

“He knows I’ve gotten fatter” Victorie puffed as she lifted the tray off and awkwardly placed it on the night stand.

“Sure. But this fat” Dominique warned.

“Hnnnggh” Victorie groaned as she tried to propel herself upright. She could use magic, but she was determined to do it herself.

“Come on Fatso. Or do I need to lever you out of bed” Dominique commented.

Victoire tuned her out as she finally felt her body heave itself forward, although it was too much and she felt herself crashing onto the floor landing on her belly with a heavy thump. She could feel her belly spilling onto the ground. It pooled underneath her, her arms shaking slightly as she struggled to hold her weight. “Come on…” Victoire wheezed. As she gripped the chest of drawers with her sweaty hands. Using it to slowly pull herself up to her feet. She found herself out of breath. Her face damp from sweat. Dominique put a hand on her back and turned her to face the mirror. She couldn’t see herself completely in it. Her body was just too round.

“Look how enormous you are. You can’t even get out of bed without help. How are you going to be a good wife to him” Dominique commented quietly.

Victorie flushed, her dress clung to her massive belly, and her heaving breasts. Was Dominique right.

“Victorie. Teddy is here, come down!” Papa called out.

Victorie wiped the sweat from her face, not that it would do her that much good. Even waddling downstairs made her sweat these days. She slowly waddled with slow gait. Her thighs jiggling and wobbling with each slow step. She gripped the stair rail and felt her body touching the sides as she waddled downstairs. The stairs creaking under her heavy footfalls.

“Remember social distance” Papa commented with a smile, as Victoire wheezed as she lumbered forward.

“Bill” Fleur frowned.

“I’m just teasing”

“wheeze Ted…wheeze” She looked around confused.

“Just outside” Maman smiled. “He is so pleased to see you..”

Victoire waddled to the door, quicker than she should have, gripping the doorway with her hand to catch her breath.

“Vic?” Teddy was standing holding a picnic basket and staring open mouthed at her.

Victoire felt her stomach drop, her insides tightening. She was too fat for him. “Hello Teddy” She said slowly waddling toward him.

Teddy put down the basket and embraced her tightly. “I’ve missed you so much” he said struggling to hold all of her in his arms, and yet he didn’t care. “Your so beautiful…”

Victoire relaxed and breathed Teddy in, she hadn’t seen him in months. But he smelled the same, had that same adoring smile. “Teddy…I’m…”

“Your beautiful. Enormously fat. But beautiful” He reassured cupping her cheek and kissing her lips gently. “I thought we could waddle down the beach and have a picnic?” He suggested.

“I’d like that” Victoire smiled. Teddy smiled back and rubbed her belly holding her close to him.

The two waddled down from the cottage and along the beach. Finding a nice spot in the shade. Teddy lay out the picnic blanket, covered in a tartan pattern, stood out on the sand. Teddy summoned up a cushion with his wand and offered a hand to Victoire.

She sat down on the cushion, groaning a little as her belly wobbled.

Teddy smiled at her, as he began opening the picnic basket, “You look beautiful. You really do” he reassured rubbing her plump hands. “Now…food or drink?”

“Ooh…I was eating chocolate before you arrived” Victorie admitted.

“I’m glad” Teddy picked up a napkin, “that my hard work is being enjoyed” he reassured wiping the chocolate from the side of her lips. “I have more? If you like?”

“I probably should save that”

“Well. Sandwiches?” Teddy said pulling out a container out and lifting off the lid.

Victoire picked up two and ate them quickly. “How much food did you pack?”

“Not enough. I’m worried” Teddy smiled. “I know you said you got big, but wow” Victorie blushed and looked down at her belly. Teddy winced and hugged her warmly, “I don’t mean that in a bad way.”

“I’m really fat now. It’s all Dominique comments on”

“Pft she’s jealous” Teddy teased.

“She is not” Victorie said laughing. “She uses any opportunity to insist she’ll never be my size.”

“Good” Teddy said kissing her lips. “Would you like me to stuff you?”

Victorie smiled, “I thought you’d never ask.”

Teddy grinned confidently and pressed close to her kissing her again.

“Urrrrppp” Victorie burped as she rubbed her belly slowly. She felt so full and stuffed, yet being with Teddy. She’d missed him so much, his presence beside her.

“How are you feeling?” Teddy smiled cupping her hand. “You ate wonderfully.”

“Stuffed” She said gently. “I’m going to struggle to walk back.”

“Lucky I brought a blanket” Teddy smiled pulling one out of the picnic basket and laying it over Victoire’s legs and belly.

“I have something else too” Teddy said gently, a hint of fear in his voice.

“I don’t think I could fit in another bite” Victorie moaned.

Teddy smiled, and pulled out a petite black box. He flicked open the lid inside, was a white gold ring, with a diamond around it was a matching pair of pink sapphires. “Victorie Fleur Weasley. Will you marry me? If you’ll put up with me? But if you say no it’s fine, we can still..”

“Teddy” Victorie smiled, “Yes I’ll marry you.”

Teddy grinned and kissed her affectionately, before sliding the ring on her fat finger. It was too small, but it magically expanded as he slipped it on. “My beautiful enormous girlfriend” he smiled and the two cuddled up underneath the blanket. As the sun slowly set, the sky turning a brilliant hue of orange and purple.