The Gaining Of A Hokage

It had come as quite a shock when Shizune had first disappeared. Somehow, during the middle of a simple reconnaissance mission, Tsunade's personal assistant and long-time friend had lost contact with her squad, and even though they waited for her at the meeting point, she had never shown up. How, or why, this happened was unknown at this point. There were various rumors ranging from having been kidnapped, killed, or even abandoning Konoha for personal reasons. Nonetheless, the Anbu and the other jonin weren't giving up on their search for the woman.

Lady Tsunade, of course, was the one most distraught about Shizune's disappearance. She usually depended so much on her younger companion when it came to filling out loads of paperwork, not to mention that she just enjoyed having her around. All attempts to focus on her work brought her mind back to Shizune. She tried her best to hide her fear from showing, but it was painfully obvious to anyone who knew her well enough; she had lost so many of her loved ones already. She didn't want to even consider the possibility that Shizune had been killed. Much less that she may have betrayed Konoha...or her.

'Shizune...if I could, I'd be the one out there looking for you, but the village needs me. Dammit, there's just nothing I can do!' Tsunade was tied down with worry, so much so that she even started to purposely guilt herself for Shizune's disappearance as she was the one who sent her out on that reconnaissance mission in the first place.

As the days passed, and still no news about Shizune, Tsunade sank deeper and deeper into her alcohol-influenced depression. She hardly left her room, and refused to interact with anyone except Sakura from time to time. She tended to rely on food to comfort her as well, and as a result, she had puffed up quite a bit. Her toned stomach became a small potbelly, and her thighs and behind were slightly rounder. The woman's face become chunkier, as well.

Her new-found laziness kept her confined either to her bed or the couch for the majority of each the day. She just couldn't take the idea of being all alone again. Sakura was unable to do anything to help cheer up her master, either. It was very unnerving for the village to have their usually composed leader in such a terrible state. If it was any consolation, it strengthened Anbu's resolve to locate and rescue Shizune as soon as it was possible.

Finally, after two grueling months, Sakura arrived to Tsunade's home with some actual good news. Shizune had been located, and she was still alive!

"What? Are you sure...?" Tsunade exclaimed upon being informed, a half-eaten cheeseburger still clenched tightly between her hands. Sakura briskly nodded her head. The Hokage finished off the rest of her meal, threw on her usual green robe, and followed her pink-haired apprentice out the door. Several stander-by stopped and stared upon noticing Tsunade had left her house, and the fact that she seemed 'bigger' in the waist area than before.

"It turned out that she had actually been kidnapped by some rogue ninja," Sakura explained as the two of them continued moving, "They were a group that consisted of a number of ninja from different countries, all of them having defected. They had set up a trap in the woods that Shizune accidentally set off. It was simply due to bad luck that she ended up being captured by them."

"I...urp...I see," Tsunade replied. She was still feeling bloated after such a big lunch.

"As it turns out, they weren't even planning on getting information out of Shizune or using her as a hostage in the first place." Sakura seemed to revel in being able to provide all of the exposition.

"Then what was going on? They didn't hurt Shizune in any way, did they?"

"No, thankfully. They just...well...um, you'll see for yourself very soon."

"Huh?"

It did not take much longer for Sakura and Tsunade arrived at a small outpost located near the edge of the village's border. A large number of ninja, including Anbu and several medical ninja, were huddled in a tightly-knit circle around Shizune. The woman herself was eerily silent. A ninja dressed entirely in black stood guard nearby; his presence alone scared off any of the villagers from getting too close. So many of the ninja were speaking loudly at the same time, a cacophony of indescribable noise, that it was much too difficult for Sakura to even get a single word in.

Tsunade, fortunately, did not even need to use any words. She reached out, gently placed her hand upon the shoulder of the closest Anbu ninja in range. A shiver shot up the ninja's spine; the queasy feeling deep in the pit of his stomach was enough of a hint about who was standing behind him. Cold sweat began to trickle down the back of his neck. Tsunade simply smiled.

"Uh, guys...I think the Hokage...wants to inspect her assistant for herself..." the Anbu mumbled nervously to the other ninja, and they immediately complied upon noticing the Hokage's presence.

"Please, take these notes of the data we've collected so far." a famished-looking doctor casually handed the sheet over to Tsunade.

"Alright, thank you. Now please leave us be."

One by one they scurried away until the only ones left were Sakura, Tsunade, and Shizune. With the Hokage and her apprentice now on the scene, there would be little reason to discuss Shizune's current condition until tomorrow. Shizune had not been harmed in any sort of violent manner, but in a way that could be considered just as bad by one's personal standpoint. Many tests and experiments were going to need to be performed to figure out the causes. Even with the incredible skills that their leader possessed, it may be impossible to revert Shizune back to normal without using age-old means.

"S-Shizune...!" Tsunade's mouth fell agape, her face as white as a sheet, "What in the world...what did those bastards do to you?"

When she had left on her mission several weeks ago, Shizune had been fit and slim. Now, the half-conscious woman sitting on the table before Tsunade and Sakura was anything but. There was no longer a single thing about her that could be considered 'small'. During the period of her capture, Shizune had practically expanded in every direction, every part of her body. Tsunade fathomed a guess that her assistant and closest friend currently weighed around 300 pounds.

It was like staring at a living ball of flesh; her charcoal-colored robes were forcibly torn apart by the swollen, taut orb that was her belly. Shizune let out a petite belch as she ran her chunky hands up and down the vast expanse of skin. The deep, foreboding darkness of her belly-button looked like the entrance to a never-ending tunnel. Although her gut was engorged now, by the time morning came it would have digested its latest stuffing and become flabby again.

Even as a fatty, her breasts still weren't much to speak of compared to her mentor's. Her bum and hips, however, were definitely a sight to see. Both ass-cheeks flared out behind her at almost two feet in length, three and a half feet in width. It was covered with dimples from top to bottom. Even breathing caused her butt to jiggle wildly about. It was a rump so soft that it could serve as a makeshift couch cushion if need be. Shizune's legs bulged with thick, juicy rolls, suited one atop the other like layers. Her feet were slightly bigger, too. There was no denying that the only way to successfully cover up a heiny so boisterous was with some specifically custom-made panties (or a couple of bed-sheets).

"T...Tsunade..." Shizune moaned through chubby cheeks and plump lips; according to one Anbu ninja's account, Shizune had been heavily sedated by her captors throughout her 'stay' with them, and this was probably the first time she was saying anything since being rescued. A wave of emotions crashed over Tsunade; pity, sympathy, relief, joy, and much more.

She embraced the younger woman in a bone-crushing hug, tears clinging on the corners of her eyes. It had been a long time since she felt this happy.

"I'm so glad you're okay, Shizune."

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About a half-hour later, the three women were now walking home together, although it was more like waddling home in Shizune's case...

"So, those guys who kidnapped you actually made you get fat ON PURPOSE?"

"Y-Yes. As hard as it is to believe, they seemed to be really keen on making me gain weight. They never explained why. I was forced to keep a blindfold on and just eat anything that was stuck into my mouth. I'm just glad they didn't try to stick in their di-"

"How did you finally manage to escape and get help?"

"Well, actually, it was fortunate enough that the Anbu found me, but at one point, when the ropes around my arms were starting to cut into my flesh, I tricked them into untying me for just a brief moment. That was when I was able to use my hands and make the seals to spew out some poison mist. By the time our men arrived, my captors were already dead."

"Wow."

"I dunno what I'm going to do with all of this, though!" Shizune joked, grasping her pliable girth between her hands and gently shaking it.

"Ha ha ha, I'm sure we'll think of something,"

Sakura glanced off to the right. "Oh, there's my house." she turned to her two mentors and bowed, "I'm really grateful that you're safe and sound, Lady Shizune. We were all very worried about you. By the way, Lady Tsunade, I'll come to your office first thing tomorrow morning with some reports I've compiled of completed C-rank missions from yesterday. Goodnight." And with that, the pink-haired kunoichi turned around and walked away.

"She's always so polite to us...it's kind of cute," mused Shizune as she watched Sakura gradually disappear from view within the passing crowd.

Tsunade smirked to herself. "Yeah, but seeing her with the way she treats Naruto, you wouldn't really think so!"

"Maybe she has anger issues..."

"I'm not sure, and honestly, it isn't really my business to call her out for it."

"I guess that makes sense."

Tsunade bit her lower lip; there was something that she had been meaning to ask since their walk started, but she had been too reluctant to bring it up because it risked the chance of upsetting Shizune. She was also concerned about the way Shizune appeared so relaxed despite the horrific ordeal; it seemed like she was hiding something. Tsunade desperately wanted to make sure that Shizune was fine, even if it was only to soothe her own worries. Fortunately, now that Sakura was out of the way, it would be easier for the two of them to talk about more private things. Better later than never, the blonde woman figured.

"Shizune..."

"Hmm? What is it, Tsunade?"

"Umm," Tsunade scratched the back of her head sheepishly, "Are you...really sure you're okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"Shizune, I'm talking about all of this here," Tsunade pressed her index finger against Shizune's belly flab, causing it to become partially buried within the flesh before she pulled it out. Shizune didn't seem disturbed by her mentor's comment in the slightest.

"Does it matter? I'm perfectly fine with being fat."

Tsunade blinked. She was unable to comprehend what she had just heard. Shizune's eyes narrowed, a heavy sigh escaping her lips.

"Tsunade, please understand. I could have been KILLED by those bastards who kidnapped me, but I wasn't. I'm happy that I'm even still alive and in one piece right now; becoming obese doesn't mean a thing to me. I'd rather be fat than dead any day. Besides, there's a few other things to take in consideration, too. I'm pretty much married to my job so I'm not looking to impress any men, my skills are more useful on the sidelines than in actual battle, and I kind of like the feeling of being soft all over! I don't even have any interest in trying to lose the weight. So...there you have it."

Tsunade was taken aback; Shizune had been changed by her kidnapping, but it seemed to have been in a completely different way than she expected.

"And in case you haven't noticed, my dear Tsunade," Shizune's pout twisted upwards into a tiny grin, "You're not so skinny yourself!"

Tsunade glanced down to see her own pudge bulging out a few inches in front of her. It explained why her clothes had been feeling so tight lately.

"Whoa, I haven't noticed this before."

"HEY, DON'T ACT SURPRISED ABOUT IT! IT'S SO OBVIOUS!" Shizune exclaimed.

Suddenly, before Tsunade could defend herself, Shizune belched long and loud. A faint blush formed over her chubby cheeks.

"Oops, I guess there was still some gas left over, ha ha..."

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Two more weeks past by without incident. Shizune was given some much-needed time to recuperate, so Sakura filled in for her. Although Tsunade was undeniably happy about her friend's rescue, she still wouldn't be totally satisfied until the raven-haired woman was back in her office with her where she belonged. A number of doctors questioned, poked and prodded Shizune, all of them bewildered by the fact that she didn't seem interested in losing her newly-gained poundage as soon as possible. It made no sense whatsoever.

Shizune, meanwhile, showed off just how much her big belly could hold by binge-eating as much as possible. Being so large had undoubtedly increased her appetite ten-fold, yet she still seemed to be going beyond that limit of fullness on purpose. She would eat any food that she was placed in front of her. She spent several hours a day going from restaurant to restaurant with a desire to eat herself silly. She even got herself caught in a booth more than once after finishing a few hefty meals. She also became gassier, belching and farting up a storm, but nothing deterred her desire to indulge.

Becoming friends with the managers and the chefs of the eating establishments she visited was also an important goal of her 'escapades'. As a personal assistant to the Hokage herself, she was already given special treatment. However, establishing relationships with the people who worked there helped things along in getting as much as she wanted. A few bribes here and there didn't hurt either.

By the time she was due back for work, Shizune's weight had skyrocketed into the high 300's. Her arms and legs thickened further, her face swelled even more, and a third chin formed. Her love handles grew, her sagging breasts went up a single cup size, and her gigantic belly completely overlapped her knees whenever she sat.

Her behind in particular had gone beyond to levels of size once thought impossible for a posterior in the Land of Fire. It filled up with fat like a balloon being pumped steadily with air. Both of her ass-cheeks required their own separate chairs for her to sit. She could easily knock down several people at once in a crowd if she dared to make any sudden movements. Shizune also found something strangely compelling by the feeling of her panties buried deep within her butt crack.

She wouldn't admit it aloud, but in a strange way Shizune was finding herself addicted to gaining weight. What had once been forced upon her by a band of perverted, sadistic kidnappers was now something she willingly did to herself.

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Shizune casually waddled into Tsunade's office on a Saturday afternoon, an extra-large bucket of fried chicken clenched in her right arm, to see her mentor standing with her back turned. The trash can beside her desk was overflowing with empty snack wrappers and boxes. The older woman let out a loud moan. Shizune smirked mirthfully.

The blonde woman's silhouette revealed an expression of deep concentration plastered on her face. This face was unintentionally comedic-looking by her swollen cheeks and prominent double chin. Her hands were hovering over her stuffed abdomen, which had continued to grow considerably in the past weeks, but not nearly as much as Shizune's. Her breasts were still the largest part of her body; they covered every inch of her chest and they were starting to sag atop her belly. Even while the Hokage was clad in her favorite green robes, Shizune could still see the outline of Tsunade's large butt pressing against it.

"Tsunade, I'm here."

Tsunade spun around, embarrassed that she had been seen. Shizune failed to keep the smile on her face from growing even wider. The Hokage's round paunch bounced up and down without control as she quietly shuffled towards her seat. Shizune took a large bite out of one of the chicken legs, tearing off nearly all of the meat in one go. A tense and heavy silence befell the two women. They both struggled to think of something even slightly appropriate to say next. Eventually, Tsunade pulled herself together.

"...I'm really glad that you're back working with me again, Shizune."

"So am I, Tsunade."

"Shizune?"

"Hmm?"

"I don't really feel like working today."

"Ha ha ha, me neither!"

"You know, not too long ago you wouldn't be agreeing with me like that,"

"Yeah, I know, but lately I've just decided to let loose and let my belly decide things for me, and it's hungry!" Shizune neglected to mention that she had already eaten almost an entire buffet's worth of food earlier that morning.

Tsunade shook her head, chuckling. "You really have changed, but...I kind of like the new you. At least now I don't have to listen to you yell at me all the time for wanting to go drinking rather than do paperwork!"

"Of course we're going to have to work eventually,"

"Aww, man..."

"However, there's no problem in going out for a nice brunch together first."

"I'll bring my sake with me!"

Tsunade and Shizune hastily made their way out of the building before anyone could spot them, which was rather difficult considering their individual girths. Of course, most of the other employees were far too busy with their own work to worry about whether the Hokage was going out or not. As soon as they were outside, Tsunade took a long drink from her bottle, belching as she pulled it away from her lips. Smiling with her, Shizune gave Tsunade's big belly a light pat.

"You've really gotten big since I came back, Tsunade; I figured that you would try to lose the weight, considering your position as Hokage." she remarked.

"Well, you know me, I hate exercising, and it'd cost alot of money to get a sports-bra that would actually fit me. At first I started overeating because I was so concerned about you, but now that you're back...I just can't drop the habit I've developed. It's just so amazing,"

"I'll say! I'm hooked on it now too! I don't feel any shame anymore in getting to eat as much as I want, and whatever I want! Besides, now that there's peace, we don't need to be so worried about staying in shape, am I right?"

"Let's go and have a feast, then!" Tsunade cheered. She waved her bottle of sake high in the air over head, causing some of its contents to spill onto an unfortunate passerby.

The dining establishment chosen by the two fat, hungry women was a small, relatively unknown place that Shizune had discovered during her break. Tsunade realized as they approached that she had walked past this particular location several times in the past, but never once did she realize it was anything more than a dinky shack located between the flower store and a tailor shop. A number of tantalizing aromas wafted out from the restaurant's opened windows.

"Smells good," Tsunade noted, and then she asked, "What is this place called, anyway?"

"It don't have a name. The chef told me that him and his family were never able to agree on any certain name, so it remained nameless."

"That sounds kind of suspicious..."

"Ha ha, don't worry, it's actually really good, even if it doesn't have alot of publicity!"

What had intended to only be a quick, yet super-sized, brunch together quickly evolved into a three-hour-long stuffing contest. The food had a distinctive Indian style and taste, which Tsunade found to be quite a pleasant change from the cheap stuff she usually bought at the store. She made a mental note to visit this restaurant again when she had the time. However, the rich zest and overall spiciness of the meals took a little time to get used to with her taste-buds. It was so hot that she specifically asked for a pitcher of water to be kept by her side the entire time. Shizune, fortunately for herself, appeared to possess a fire-proof tongue and stomach. The older woman couldn't help but envy her a little.

Their stomachs swelled with both food and a build-up of gas, slowly tearing apart the seams of their clothes. Tsunade had to struggle to reach past her massive mammaries, and Shizune's gut was beginning to overflow onto the table. None of the employees bothered to say anything; these two women were like a goldmine for them and their tiny little restaurant.

"Mmmph, it's so good! Buuurp!"

Shizune let out a small fart, almost as if in response.

More and more they ate without a single care in the world. Tsunade's dimple-covered ass finally tore itself free from the restricting confines of her pants. Her expanding breasts quivered with every bite and chewing motion she went through. Her stomach was already developing into a second roll. The booth itself was beginning to creak loudly underneath the pressure.

At the same time, Shizune constantly paused in her eating to let out more gas. She wasn't growing as quickly as Tsunade, due to her already being the bigger of the two and having more room to fill in her stomach, but she continued on with gusto. Her breasts were finally almost reaching the point that Tsunade's had been before she started gaining. She was growing outwards in every direction. Eating had become an addiction, and it wouldn't be going away anytime soon.

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Haruno Sakura let out a tiny sigh. She sat alone on the roof of the Hokage's office, watching the crowds of people march on by the streets, all of them busy with their own little lives. A cool breeze blew past her face; it was quite refreshing from having to run around in the rather humid temperatures. She had no idea where her teacher and Lady Shizune had gone, but she knew that it was out to eat.

'I wonder why they never want me to hang out with them anymore...'