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AN: I wrote this story on a request from sissy-comformist.deviantart.co… and once more those poor girls from the Incredibles can't catch a break when I write Weight Gain fics about them....

That said, this has nothing to do with Elastibed or Growing Violet sequel wise...

Incredimice


"Uggh... mom, where are we?"  Asked Violet Parr as she slowly blinked her eyes open.  The teenage super had a pounding headache that made it hard to keep her eyes open, especially when it turned out that having them open only raised more questions.  

"And why are we in uniform?"  She added cautiously.  Helen Parr also known as Elastigirl slowly examined herself from the neck down with her brown eyes.  

Sure enough, while she, Violet and their friend Mirage had been out on the town for a fun day of shopping together in normal outfits, they were now dressed in their red black and yellow supersuits.  Mirage was right there with them also, but she was still in the blue dress that she'd had on during Helen's last clear memories.  

As Violet's hands slowly began to rub her head, trying to alleviate, or at least lessen the migraine that was pounding between her ears, she came to another startling discovery.  

"Mom... what... what's going on with my ears?  They're... they're... on my head!"  As Helen's vision became less and less blurry she was able to make out what had so distressed her daughter.  

Violet's ears no longer grew out of the sides of her head, but instead sprung forth from the top of it.  They were also much larger then they had used to be, in addition to now being shaped rather like big black radar dishes.  This change made more sense when a quick glance at her offspring's face also made it clear that Violet had picked up some rather rodent like characteristics, like whiskers for example.  

Before she could speak Helen felt a sharp tug on her... something.  It was doubtlessly pressure being applied to her body, but not any part of it that she was familiar having.  Turning around she saw that Mirage had wrapped both of her hands around a pink tail that poked out of a convenient hole in the back side of her costume.  

A quick examination of Mirage made it clear that she to was now sporting mouse like ears and a furless tail.  Turning back around she saw that Violet hadn't been spared that particular transformation either.  

"Mom... where are we?"  Asked Violet still trying to come to grips with this sudden change in the their appearance and venue.  Before trying to comfort her daughter Helen decided that the only thing to do was give their surroundings a quick once over or two herself.  

The trio seemed to be surrounded by green walls any which way they cared to look.  Helen quickly elongated her body enough that she was able to feel out the ceiling which happened to be the same dull shade of green and discovered that it had evidently been specially designed with not a single crease in it.  

If Elastigirl was going to get out of this particular situation, she wasn't going to have to rely on her mind rather than on her powers.

"It looks like some kind of maze..."  Mirage noted as Helen worked on retracting her extended body.  Elastigirl nodded slowly.  

"Yes it does, well I guess one way or another we'll just have to try to find our way out of it.  You two stay behind me."  

Not only was Helen speaking out of a desire to shield her daughter from danger, but she knew that should the maze prove to contain some kind of death trap, then Elastigirl's durable rubbery body would doubtlessly be best suited for quickly escaping or enduring whatever punishment it was subjected to.  

Thus the three slowly began to walk through the maze in single file, but aside from the occasional dead end, they ran into nothing that tried to impede their progress.  After needing to backtrack for about the half a dozenth time Mirage finally broke the silence.  

"Hmm... this is all rather painfully reminiscent of the kind of maze scientists tend to make rats run through as experiments, except with a closed top.  I don't suppose you can think of any of your old foes from the Glory Days who might be behind something like this can you Elastigirl?"  The white haired woman asked casually.  

Helen felt her memory flash backwards, because to tell the truth she could think of someone who might have come up with a trap like this.  But if it was her... then the fact that there weren't any traps at all in this maze could only mean that even worse things were awaiting them when they did finally make their way out of it.

"Nothing jumps to mind..."  Helen lied trying to keep her companions' spirits up.

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Eventually the trio of transformed females rounded another corner and evidently reached the maze's exit.  Except that at the moment, neither Helen, nor Violet, nor Mirage was able to focus on the fact that they were now finally able to lay eyes upon open air.  

Instead, all three of their eyes bludged wide, and their nostrils flared deeply.  Before the exit to the maze was a large wheel of cheese.  It was taller than any of them were, and even wider than that.  Elastigirl's brown eyes became slightly glazed as she no longer strode forward purposely, but instead ambled ahead like she was in a trance.

"That... that smells good."  The brown haired super muttered to herself.  Her black haired daughter was slightly more resistant to the cheese's appeal however.  

"Mom... I don't..... like this...."  Of course even as Violet spoke she too advanced upon the waiting plate of cheese.  Mirage darted ahead past both of them, ripping chunks out of the wheel with her hand and stuffing them down her throat before either of the Parr's could reach it.  

She chewed it vigorously and then her entire body seemed to shiver with pleasure.  

"This... this thing is amazing!  You two have to try it!"  Helen needed no further encouragement as she leapt forward and then started to devour as much of the wheel of cheese as she could get her hands on.  

Violet, still unable to shake the idea that there was something wrong began to stuff herself as well, and once she started, her reservations vanished quickly amid a swirl of rapturous delight at the incredible taste of the cheese.  

As the three continued to consume the entire gigantic wheel of cheese  one tiny nibble at a time, their bodies began to transform.  Violet's was the first, even though she was the last to start eating, since her smaller stature meant the cheese she ate was forced into a more compact area.  

The yellow band around her waist that probably would have been the site of a belt on a more conventional outfit began to grow longer as her waistline forced itself further and further out.  The next thing to change was her breasts, Violet's petite almost non existent bosom was starting to get a noticeable boost, weather she wanted it to or not.  

With her stomach puffing out to what she would compare to the size of a medicine ball (at least if you didn't worry about how she now just might be the size of an ordinary mouse) Violet's newly grown breasts were about the size of one of her clenched fists.  

Nor did she only grow outwards in front, her backside became rounded and puffy as well, each cheek becoming about the size of a soccer ball, causing them to wiggle slightly as she walked.  

The young girl's face began to grow a dramatically puffy second chin, which looked all the more ridiculous on her given the black domino mask she was wearing, and still the young girl feasted upon more and more of the cheese.  

Mirage was the next one to start to feel the side effects of her gluttony.  Unlike the outfits that the two supers were wearing, she had on an ordinary business suit (well one modified for her new tail) and so she began to become progressively aware of how it was starting to get tighter and tighter.  

This irked Mirage, or at least it did right up until with a loud "PING" a button popped off of her outfit, forced free by her newfound folds of flab.  The white haired woman breathed a sigh of relief, clearly if she just kept eating her suit would feel right again sooner or later, it had to!  

Helen was the last of the three to have her little cheese binge catch up with her, but it did so with a vengeance.  Elastigirl's figure had survived three pregnancies in tact, but now it was being wrecked beyond repair.  

Her hips grew wider and wider apart as her legs became thicker and thicker.  Her arms likewise puffed out becoming heavier and heavier, with even her individual fingers and toes becoming round and bloated like freshly cooked sausages.

Still none of the three women could bring themselves to stop eating the cheese, and every bit made them grow bigger and  heavier.  By the time they had finally managed to clean the plate, Violet was laying flat on her face.  

Her belly had blimped up to the point hat it no longer simply projected forward, but did so backwards, upwards and downwards.  As hard as it was to imagine, it seemed as if Violet had managed to eat enough that she had actually grown taller just to make room for all of her fat.  

The black haired mousegirl's face was now a sickly shade of green as her body rippled and her stomach turned.  

"Mom... I don't feel so good."  Helen's stretchable stomach was able to handle the huge meal a little bit better than her daughter's and so she slowly waddled over to Violet's side to give her a comforting belly rub.  

"It's okay Violet... just lay down for a while and give it some time to digest that's what I'm going to do."  Helen turned to look at Mirage who like Violet was getting a little green faced, and she nodded slowly, clearly too stuffed to think about trying to escape at the moment.  

That was when suddenly a loud voice boomed out from above them.  

"Oh it's not all right Elastigirl, in fact it's never going to be 'all right' for you ever again!"  Helen slowly shifted her great bulk forward to a point where she could out of the maze she had woken up inside.  Once she did she found herself face to face with one of her nemesis from the Glory Days.  

"Cats Paw, what are you doing here?"  Cried Helen in surprise.  She had never been entirely sure of what the police had ended up doing with the supervillians who theoretically should have run unchecked once superheroics were banned but clearly not all of them had been rounded up.  

Cats Paw was exactly as Helen remembered her, give or take now being evidently the size of a sky scraper.  She was a sinewy woman dressed only in a jet black bikini, her body covered with a light dusting of tawny golden fur, and her ears pricked forward intently.  

"What was that Elastimouse?"  Cats Paw said joking pressing a hand to one of her feline ear.  "I'm afraid you'll have to speak, or should I say squeak, up a bit its awful hard for even someone with my keen senses to make out what you're saying at the moment!"  Cats Paw stopped laughing for a moment and then broke out into a good twenty seconds worth of maniacal laughter.  

Normally this of course would have been Helen's cue to take advantage of her distracted foe, but at the moment all she could do was waddle a little closer.  With remarkable speed Cats Paw became deadly serious as she leaned forward and scooped up Helen in one of her furry hands.  

Said "hands" still possessed opposable thumbs, though there remained one hard to overlook difference, rather then fingernails Cats Paw possessed retractable claws.  It was an especially hard to overlook difference when several of them were at the moment digging into Helen's flesh.  

Cats Paw's claws had never been able to cut Elastigirl's rubbery flesh, but they could do quite a bit to annoy at the very least.

"How do you like it?"  Asked the gigantic supervillianess.

"I had to work for decades on it, and to make the money of course I had to leave the country for somewhere that wasn't cracking down on supervillians, but its all worth it my rodentized rival.  My newest mouse maker potion transforms anyone who drinks it into a miniaturized mouse version of themselves, and that's not all."  

She began to lightly tap the fingers of the hand that wasn't holding Helen against Elastigirl's belly, driving yet more claws against her outstretched flesh.  

"I've also perfected my cellulite charged cheese.  It's irresistible to a rodent's sense of smell and extra fattening.  Just take a look at you and your friends if you don't believe me!"  Sadly Helen didn't need to, she could feel just how much of Cats Paw's hands she was taking up at the moment.  

"Let them go, they've got nothing to do with this!"  Cats Paw scoffed as she dropped Helen back at the entrance to the maze.  

"Hardly, I know one of them is your daughter and the other is your friend.  I'm also afraid to tell you that my mouse mixture is quite... permanent.  So you'll be spending the rest of your pathetic little lives scurrying about at your shrunken size.  

Or at least you would if you weren't already so fat that I bet you can barely move.  Not that you'll have to suffer the agony of being nearly immobile for long of course!  Don't worry I'm not going to kill you, that would be much too swift.


No, instead I'm just going to go get you another wheel of my special cheese, after you're done with it I'm afraid you'll one and all be too bloated to even put one foot in front of the other."  With that Cats Paw turned her back on Helen, leaving Elastigirl stranded on a table that seemed to be a very, very long way from the ground for a mouse sized woman.  

Of course Helen could bounce when she landed, but what about the others?  Elastigirl doubted she'd make a very good parachute at the moment....  

"Mom..."  Moaned Violet her eyes unfocused her voice quivering.  "What's going on?"  The young girl asked pathetically.  

Mirage had taken over rubbing the young super's belly in place of Helen, though her own gigantic girth got in the way somewhat.  

"I think... I think we're all about to get our just deserts."  Helen admired Mirage's ability to face complete and total defeat with a brave smile and a wry joke, but she would have preferred suggestions about how they could escape.  

Sadly none were fourth coming and the three more or less found themselves just lazily sitting around caressing their bloated bellies until Cats Paw returned and plunked another tray of cheese down before them.  

"Well don't just lay there you round rodents, dig in and complete your transformation into truly titanic tubs and spherical superheroines!"  The supervillianess commanded.

It should have been easy.  All any of them had to do was not eat the cheese.  It was a task made doubly easy in theory by the fact that they were one and all feeling quite stuffed.  

Except that as the smell wafted over them it drew them the same way that a magnet drew iron.  Helen and Mirage slowly forced their horrendously heavy bodies to move forward and Violet crawled along the ground towards the cheese.  

Helen to her horror felt herself "taking pity" on her daughter by dropping large crumbs of the stuff within easy reach of Violet's body as she lay on the floor in between stuffing her own mouth.  

The three ate, and ate, and ate.

No longer were they completely lost in the sublime taste, now they were painfully aware of how they were captives who might as well have been forcefed even after having completed a six course meal.  

Their stomachs' groaned and churned with anger, protesting the idea of any more, but their nostrils kept telling their minds that the cheese simply smelled too good to go uneaten.  

There was a chorus of pops from Mirage's outfit as the entire thing more or less broke open revealing the sky blue bra she had underneath.  By this point, the extreme size she had grown too had also reduced her skirt to more of a belt showing off the similarly colored panties she had on underneath it.  

Helen ended up doing the lion's share of the eating, if only because she had the easiest time reaching the cheese, and her body was best adapted for consuming truly gargantuan amounts of food.  Sure enough between the three of them they devoured the entire second wheel of cheese, and were left blankly starring into space, belching and hiccupping while their stomach's rumbled like distant thunderclouds.  

Cats Paw reached down and removed Helen from the maze, though for a few moments it seemed as if Elastigirl's newfound size would leave her wedged inside it ironically granting her a small measure of safety.  One good jerk later and she rested helplessly in the supervillianess' hands however.  

"What do you think Helen?  I promised you I'd get my revenge when last we meet, and I do believe I've kept my word."  She dropped Helen on top of the maze which remarkably supported her now quite considerable weight.  

Cats Paw gave Elastigirl a quick flick and the red clad superheroine to her shock and surprise began to roll forward.  

"You're just first you know.  A little test, there will be plenty of other who I can trick into drinking my tasteless Mouse Maker potion, at which point they'll be helpless before my special cheese.  

I think you're husband will be need, Mr. Incredible will hardly live up to his name however when all those fancy muscles of his turn too mush.  Your little boy Dash will make a fine mouse as well, though I doubt he'll be speeding anywhere once he's consumed enough of my cheese to choke a fully grown rat!  

Be rather hard for the poor boy to use his super speed when his legs are too heavy for him to get them up off the ground!"  She joked.  In another situation Helen might have replied with some kind of shout about how she'd never let Cats Paw get away with such a thing.  However at the moment she was just too fat, too full, to sleepy, too tired to care.  Meanwhile above her Cats Paw continued to savor her victory.  

"Still, you're going to be my favorite Elastigirl.  All the others I intend to stuff to the point of helpless they'll be fat and round and plump and puffy as all get out, but once they get used to it and their stomach's expand they'll get used to it, even maybe come to enjoy it.  

They'll certainly still be themselves, just flabby helpless pathetic versions of themselves.  You, I'm putting you on an extra special diet, that'll render you not only immobile, but an idiot as well.  You'll be so breathtakingly full of my cheese that you won't be able to think straight!  

Don't waste your last few moments of true sentient thought worrying though, in a gesture of my kindness I'll even let you spend the remainder of your overstuffed life with your family, though you may have a hard time recognizing one another."  Cats Paw stated maliciously.  

She then proceeded to slam her fists down hard on Helen's body, crushing her into a brightly colored smear on top of the maze.  She then easily extracted Mirage and Violet from inside the maze and placed them on top of Elastigirl's body.  She then began to carefully work the defeated heroines body, like a child toying around with a lump of playdough.  

The only difference was that Elastigirl was able to be stretched in ways that would let her support shapes no lump of lifeless putty ever could.  For example being transformed into a living cage with bars surprisingly close together for keeping in prisoners as rotund as Violet and Mirage.  Violet now lay on the floor of her mother's body, looking for any sign of Helen Parr that might remained.

"Mom?"  She asked again, her stomach ache making it hard to for her to focus.  A moment later an image of Helen's mouse face appeared beneath her.  

"Yes?"  Helen responded tentatively.  

"Did we... did we loose...?"  Asked Violet as if she was unsure of the meaning of the word.  

Before she could respond Mirage made a rather pathetic break for freedom, she mustered up the energy, to put one foot in front of the other dragging her massive body forward, but as she pressed herself and all her weight against the side of her cage, it suddenly ended up getting thrown back at her.  

Mirage was lifted off of her feet by the springiness of her prison and sent awkwardly bouncing around, remarkably never rolling into Violet in the process.  Helen only now finally managed to summon up the words.  

"Don't worry about it dear, just go to sleep..."  Tendrils of flowing red rose up to caress Violet's oversized body as Helen rocked her off to dreamland, the one act of reassurance Elastigirl was still capable of.
I wrote this story based on a request form Sissy-Conformist [link] to go along with some of the pictures he's drawn. As I mention in my author comments at the start of the story once more the good girls from the Incredibles can't catch a break being transformed into mouse girls and then fattened up as well!

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