"Sooga FA - Jing-Jing"
a Pucca fanfic by Double L

"Oh Shaman, Clown, why did you two have to steal, of all things, a set of tiny drums?!!!" shouted Jing-Jing, as she and her two partners in the Vagabond Ninja Clan ran from Policeman Bruce. She was pale in skin color, but still quite beautiful and had quite a mature figure. Her long raven hair was tied into a ponytail, and she wore a dark pink belly shirt and long pants.

"Halt in the name of the law, over!" shouted Bruce, the best (and only) policeman in Sooga Village.

"We’re trying to start an act, geck!" shouted Bingure, as the red-haired clown let out a twitch. He wore a black outfit and had white face make-up. "Guess we should have thought of this plan in advance, geck!"

TITTY-BOOM!

That was the sound of the drums the husky Jumong struck to add strength to Bingure’s joke. He wore a black sleeveless shirt and was pale in skin like Jing-Jing, topping his head with a black round hat. Worn on his body were the set of tiny drums that Jumong and Bingure had stolen from a street vendor.

Jing-Jing rolled her eyes as the trio continued running from Bruce; she was the only brains in this trio, so it was no wonder she was the boss. The trio always had hard luck after they were kicked out of the circus. Bingure couldn’t laugh though he was a clown, Jumong messed up his magical shaman act every time, and Jing-Jing had a little disagreement with the workers for her regiment. Despite the fact they were now pickpockets and not circus folk, the trio still preferred to refer to each other by their job names: Bingure as Clown, Jumong as Shaman, and Jing-Jing as Chief.

The trio ran as fast as they could, nearly running over someone who was stepping outside.
"Hey, watch it!"

"I know I’m going to regret this, Shaman, but can’t you use some magic to get us out of this?" asked Jing-Jing.

"I can try," said Jumong, before he began chanting some spell.

When Jumong was done, Bingure then asked, "What spell did you cast?"

"A simple one: it’ll make a hole form under that cop!" smiled Jumong, before the trio suddenly fell into a hole themselves.

"Huh? They’re gone," said Bruce, stopping at the hole and looking around. "Well, those pickpockets can’t flee forever. Over and out," he said, as he left.

"Gah! Get off of me, Shaman! You weigh a ton, geck!" shouted Bingure, having someone on top of him.

"I’m not Shaman, Clown…" growled Jing-Jing, looking down at the laugh-incapable clown.

"Oh, boy…geck…" gulped Bingure, as Jing-Jing got off him and swung her fist at his painted face.

POW!!!

"Never insult a girl’s weight…EVER…geck," said Bingure.

TITTY-BOOM!

The trio then crawled out of the hole carefully in case Bruce was still around. When they realized he wasn’t, they decide to head back to Tobe’s hideout. Ever since Jing-Jing had began living with Tobe, it was their home, a step up from their vagabond life.

"EYAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"Here he comes," said Jumong, before chanting a spell. This caused an inflated safety pad to appear out of thin air. A blue-clad ninja fall onto it…and then bounced off and crashed into the wall.

"Tobe!" shouted Jing-Jing, helping her lover onto his feet.

"Jumong, would you care to try practicing your spells at least once in a while?!!!" shouted Tobe, red faced between his eyes, those and his X-shaped scar being the only visible parts of his face when he had his mask on.

"I made the pad," said Jumong, before Tobe ran to him and smacked him on the head.

"But you made it too bouncy!" shouted Tobe, before rubbing his temples. "This isn’t a good day…that accursed Garu has evaded my vengeance once again…all thanks to his little girlfriend launching me like a rocket!"

"What again? That’s the third time this week, geck," said Bingure.

TITTY-BOOM!!!

"Grr.." growled Tobe, before several of his ninjas he sent out earlier came back, magazines and such in hand.

"What’s that, dear?" asked Jing-Jing.

"Umm…nothing…just some…uh…ninja magazines!" answered Tobe, nervous.

"Sir, you wanted ninja magazines? You told us you wanted magazines that show Tu…" began one of the ninjas, before Tobe bonked him.

"Take those magazines to my secret stash…now!" whispered Tobe.

Jing-Jing grew suspicious and asked, "What are you hiding?"

"Uh, nothing! Nothing at all! Just some ninja magazines…nothing you’d be interested in," said Tobe, "It’s all studying so I can get my vengeance on Garu!" With that, the evil ninja ran off.

"Hmm…" went Jing-Jing, putting a hand to her chin.

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Later…

One of Tobe’s ninjas was sleeping against a door, marked, "Stay Out!"

Jing-Jing walked to the ninja and tapped him to wake him up, before asking, "Tobe says he needs you now."

"Sorry, Jing-Jing…Tobe said not to let anyone in. I’m not leaving this spot for any…" began the ninja.

"Hey! Free donuts!" shouted Jumong from outside.

"Donuts? WOO-HOO!!!" shouted the ninja, forgetting his job and running off. Jing-Jing then opened the door and looked inside of the room. Covered all over the walls were posters of an obese, but very beautiful woman. Some had the woman in a purple kimono, while others had the woman in a sumo muwashi and sports top.

"What is this?" asked Jing-Jing, as Bingure and Jumong came inside.

"Hmm…I’m getting the impression Tobe likes big girls, geck," said Bingure.

TITTY-BOOM!!!

Jing-Jing grew annoyed with the constant punch line drumming, grabbing the tiny drums from Jumong. She then stomped them flat, before focusing back on the issue at him.

"Tu Hevi?" asked Jing-Jing, looking at the name on one of the posters.

"I heard of her. She’s supposed to be a great sumo wrestler," said Jumong.

"Tobe seems to have a thing for her. Maybe he’d paid more attention if you were fat, geck!" shouted Bingure, but Jing-Jing wasn’t listening.

"Tobe likes her…does this mean he likes fat girls?" asked Jing-Jing, a hand to her chin. She ran out of the room and into the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror. In the reflective surface, Jing-Jing could see she had developed somewhat of a pot belly. It wasn’t too noticeable from far away, but was there. She felt her cheeks and noticed they had felt chubbier, yet softer. "No wonder Clown thought I was Shaman," said Jing-Jing, as she thought about it more and more. Jing-Jing walked out of the bathroom and sat on the beaten old couch Tobe’s ninjas had gotten from Sooga’s dump. "Should I gain weight for Tobe?" thought Jing-Jing, sitting with her arms around her bent legs. What was to stop her? Jing-Jing wasn’t exactly considered the girl on town like Pucca or Ring-Ring; she was a thief and nothing was going to change that. It wouldn’t exactly hurt her status if she was to blimp into a fatso. Besides, she loved Tobe and would do anything to make him happy. If gaining weight was what he wanted Jing-Jing to do, she would do it.

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"Where are we going, Chief, geck?" asked Bingure, as the Vagabond Ninja Clan walked down a path.

"We are going to see Doga," answered Jing-Jing, "I’m going to ask her for help on weight gain."

"So you’re really going to do it, geck?" blinked Bingure.

"Why didn’t you just ask me?" asked Jumong, before pulling out a vial of blue potion. "I’ve made this weight gain potion to fatten up stuff we catch!"

"None of your lackluster magic, Shaman!" shouted Jing-Jing, grabbing the potion and tossing it into a nearby pond. "It’s gotten us in enough problems already!"

"I’m more surprised he kept it on him than the fact he made one, geck," said Bingure, as Jing-Jing walked ahead. "So…how long will that water be affected by the potion?"

"Well…hard to say…but it’ll still be effective in two weeks," said Jumong, "Besides, nobody drinks from this pond. What’s the worst that could happen?"

"Fat fish, geck?" asked Bingure, as they followed their Chief. They soon came to a dark hut with a lightning storm. "Why is that there’s always a storm in the area of an evil witch’s home?"

"Who knows? But evil magicians can always use a good storm," said Jumong. Jing-Jing opened the door and walked into the dark hut, until she bounced off a soft mass.

"What is this thing?" asked Jing-Jing, putting her hand against the soft mass up and down.

"That’s my stomach,"

"WAHHHHH!!!" went the three vagabonds, leaping back in shock. They looked up to see Doga’s, except she had changed. She apparently had gained over 500 lbs, mostly settled in her chest and stomach, but having a good amount in her large wide rear too. Doga had to wear her tan witch’s outfit split open to make room for her big fat stomach. Her snake-like eyes still pierced fiercely into those she looked at.

"What happened to you? You fought a buffet and won, geck?" smirked Bingure, who would have been laughing his head off have he had the ability.

ZAP!!!

"Ribbit, geck!" went the frog who was in Bingure’s place after he was zapped by Doga’s spell.

"Forgetting your own words, already?" asked Jumong, as he carried the Bingure frog off.

"I was trying to create a new formula to expel impurities from my skin, beauty being an inborn job for women," said Doga, as Jumong kept trying to turn Bingure back into a human.

"Cha, cha, la, la! Become human!" shouted Jumong, zapping the frog…and getting a donkey.

"YEE-HA!!! GECK!!!" shouted the Bingure donkey.

"I created a bathing formula and tried it out…instead of expelling impurities, it made my body absorb the chemical and grow fat," said Doga, "I fell asleep in the middle of the bath. Luckily I woke up before I got too fat to get out."

"Mu, mu, su, su, so! You are now human!" shouted Jumong, zapping the donkey, resulting in…a turkey.

"Gobble, gobble, geck!" went the Bingure turkey.

"Do you still have it?" asked Jing-Jing.

"Why do you want it?" asked Doga, confused.

As Jing-Jing explained her situation, Jumong chanted, "RA, LA, LA, LAAAAAA!!! BECOME A HUMAN!!!" He zapped the Bingure turkey with a spell, turning him into…

"Four scores and seven years ago…geck!" went Bingure, now dressed as Abe Lincoln.

"Wrong human!" shouted an annoyed Jumong, before Lincoln Bingure was zapped back into regular Bingure, thanks to Doga.

Doga sighed, "I couldn’t take that sight anymore," She turned her many-chinned face to Jing-Jing and said, "Alright, you can use it. Walk this way," With that, Doga waddled ahead to lead.

Jing-Jing looked to Jumong and Bingure, saying, "I am not doing that old joke," With that, the trio followed the colossal Doga down the stairs to find an indoor pool in the basement filled with a green liquid.

"Hey!!!" went Doga, when she saw Santa soaking his toes in the pool. He tended to hang around Sooga Village when he was not delivering presents on Christmas Eve.

"Well, the children expect a FAT Santa Claus, ho, ho, ho!" replied Santa, before the jolly elf slapped back on his boots and ran off.

"There it is," said Doga, pointing a pudgy finger to the pool. Jing-Jing nodded and looked to Jumong and Bingure.

"Oh…right…" went the two, before running upstairs to give Jing-Jing some privacy.

"Just be careful. That stuff is potent!" shouted Doga, waddling back upstairs.

Jing-Jing took her clothes off and soaked into the pool, relaxing. She could feel her pudgy little body slowly, but pleasantly absorbing nutrients from the green liquid, converting it into fat. Jing-Jing giggled as she felt her stomach expand rounder and wider. She could feel her rear getting softer and wider, becoming giant pillows of lard.
The Vagabond Chief rubbed her expanding hips, before running a finger along her expanding waistline.

"Tobe…you’re going to have quite a BIG surprise!" grinned Jing-Jing.

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Two weeks later…

"Oh…that’s going to ache for a long time…" whimpered an battered Tobe, both in body and ego. He was approaching his home, defeated yet again by Garu (Or rather this time a 600-lb Pucca and her giant butt).

"Ohhhhh Toooooooobbeeeee!" cooed a voice from inside his house.

"Oh…that’s right," smiled Tobe from under his mask. He ran into his house, and found a 700-lb Jing-Jing laying on her blubbery side. Jing-Jing’s belly was nearly big enough to contain her beloved Tobe inside, and she had a blubbery butt to match. Her breasts had grown in a few cup-sizes, resting upon the beautiful vagabond’s tummy. Jing-Jing wore an altered version of her regular outfit, though her shirt looked more like a sports top than an actual belly shirt thanks to her huge stomach.

"Tough day, dear?" asked Jing-Jing, resting one of her chubby cheeks on her pudgy hand, her other hand resting on one of her blubbery thighs that would rub if she was to waddle.

"Yes…Garu’s little girlfriend had a big surprise for me…" sighed Tobe, removing his mask to reveal his face and his samurai-type ponytail.

"Come on…why don’t you get some heavy love from yours truly?" asked Jing-Jing, giving Tobe a wink. This made Tobe grin; he had been meaning to ask Jing-Jing to gain weight, but he wasn’t sure how to ask her. He was an evil ninja, but he didn’t want to hurt his lover’s feelings, so he took out his desires through magazines and images of Tu Hevi.

"My life isn’t so bad…" smiled Tobe, as he walked towards his big and beautiful beloved.

Jumong, Bingure, and Tobe’s ninjas stood outside, hearing the kissing and expressions of love.

"I guess there’s someone for everyone," said Jumong.

"Yeah…sometimes they just have to get big enough for you to notice, geck!" shouted Bingure.