Ryoji Kaji grunted, paused, and arched his back to crack it. He kept a firm grip of the folder in his right hand. It did, after all, contain valuable information.

Information Kaji had had to do a fair amount of sleuthing into the bowels of Japanese Internal Affairs to uncover. And it was wanted by not one but three sources. Commander Ikari had wanted it investigated for leverage he could obtain on the Japanese government, considering what they knew, and didn't know, about NERV's own internal affairs and its operational capabilities. SEELE, meanwhile, wanted it for similar reasons, because they wanted to know what NERV and the Japanese government knew about each other, so as to plot ancillary paths of action against both, and set both against each other in ways productive for the cabal. And of course, he'd clued the Ministry of the Interior in to all his actions, so they could keep tabs on where the information he'd 'stolen' from them went. The whole thing had kept him busy for a solid 50 days.

Kaji smiled at that. It wasn't often that he got to do a single bit of spy work that pleased all three of his bosses. It made him feel simultaneously exhausted and delighted. This probably called for a drink and a smoke. It was almost quitting time anyway, as he wandered through one of the tall, white metal corridors not far from the Eva gantries. The place was mostly abandoned, he hadn't even seen anybody in a solid twenty minutes--

"Miiiisterrr Kaaaajjjiii...."

That voice was so familiar, though... something about it was different. He smiled, and turned. "Asuka, I know I--"

He stopped dead, and just gaped at the sight before him.

"Oooooh, Mister Kaaaajiii... ngf, hff," puffed Asuka as she trundled forward, leaning heavily on a sturdy bariatric cane. Her whole body swayed and sloshed, from the awkward, bulky motion of all her enormous heft.

Kaji stared in wonder. Asuka Langley Soryu had gotten fat. No, not even just fat. Asuka Langley Soryu had gotten huge.

"Mrmf, mnfff," she burbled, the clack of her cane very loud as she hauled her bulk towards him. She was immense. Gargantuan. She looked bigger around than she was tall.

Her face had become bloated and porcine, with big, hefty cheeks that oozed down into pale jowls that flared, piglike, out from her mouth, really making her look like a livestock animal. Asuka's jowls settled onto the top of her double chin, with the second chin a huge, beefy goiter that swelled and oozed down from her jawline. She had an incredibly fat face, all told, framed by that bright red hair of hers.

Not that the rest of her was any slouch. Asuka's breasts had taken a large chunk of her new weight, ballooning into almost cartoonish sacks of blubber, huge ellipsoid bags of sagging fat. They parted elaborately to the left and the right. Beyond Asuka's boobs, her arms had become saggy and bloated, with great hamlike sacks of blubber on her upper arms that sagged over her elbows, leading to plump forearms and fat hands.

Asuka's large breasts rested on an enormous belly. Her massive gut sagged past her knees, the lower girth of it clearly visible beneath the enormous yellow dress she wore. It was clear that some of her awkward, ponderous gait was due to the bulk of her belly obstructing the movement of her legs. Asuka had a large sack of lard for a belly, big and bulging, huge and sagging. Kaji caught some glimpses of her thighs beyond the gut: they were billowing and fat and loaded with cellulite, clearly rubbing together significantly as Asuka waddled along.

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Kaji heard the flatulence before he smelled it, but when he did, he suppressed the urge to wrinkle his nose. What a rancid stench. And he could see what had produced it: Asuka had a massive shelf ass, an enormous billowing bottom, swaying ponderously behind her as she awkwardly, uncomfortably trundled along. Kaji could, even from the front, faintly see the roll of her large ass as her uncomfortable-looking waddle took her forward. He glanced down. She had heavy, hamlike calves, that sagged over her ankles. Her fat feet were coddled in plus-sized shoes.

"Hmm hmm, Mister Kaji," burbled Asuka, hauling herself into his midst, leaning heavily on her cane. "What a, hff, surprise to see you again!"

"Asuka?!" Kaji said, entirely put off by the whole thing. What on Earth had happened? He'd been gone a bit more than a month, but Asuka seemed to have tripled, maybe even quadrupled, in size. It didn't look particularly healthy, either: in addition to her cane, which she clearly needed, he could see the sheen of perspiration on Asuka's pale skin, and the angry red swelling at her ankles that was the telltale sign of gout. "Ah," Kaji wasn't sure how to begin this encounter, "hey there, Asuka. Hope you've been well while I've been gone."

"Oh, I've been splendid, Mister Kaji!" said Asuka, stopping just in front of him. She was breathing loud enough for him to hear, and leaning on her cane. Her massive belly stuck out in front of her. It was within his arm's reach.

On a whim, Kaji reached out a finger, and poked the protruberant gut.

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"Oooh, do excuse me, Mister Kaji!" said Asuka, blushing at the loud and smelly flatulence. "I'm just... oooh, I had such a nice snack a little while ago, it's still coming out of me!" She blinked her blue eyes at him, and pursed her lips. Kaji had seen her do that before; it was something she thought was attractive to him. It had been silly enough on the skinny Asuka; on this monstrously obese, livestock-sized Asuka, it was an incredibly absurd and pathetic sight.

"Asuka, I..." Kaji almost dropped the folder he was holding, so utterly distracted from his prior thoughts was he by this bizarre new development. He put his free hand at his hip. "You've grown."

"Ohh, yes, Mister Kaji!" said Asuka, fat face dimpling as she smiled cheerily. "I hope you like it!" She blinked her blue eyes at him and waved a fat hand in front of her face. "I know you do, huh?"

"I... I mean, maybe?" He couldn't deny there was something at least a little erotic about this absurd situation, for him, given his tastes.

"Mmrrrrrrmmn," grunted Asuka heavily. "Ohhh, pardon me, Mister Kaji, I've gotta sit down. I just can't be on my feet as long as I used to, any more!" She said this like it was the most natural thing in the world. Her cane clacking, Asuka trundled past Kaji, her massive hips actually knocking him aside as they swayed past him. There was a bench in the corridor; Asuka made for it with all the speed that her large body could muster, and Kaji could hear her grunting and burping under her breath. Reaching the bench, Asuka pointed her ass at it and slowly, ponderously backed herself down onto it, breathing heavily as she lowered herself onto the seat. She was so fat that she took up almost the entire bench with her bulk. Her belly sagged over the front, her ass spread across almost its entire expanse.

Kaji walked over to be in Asuka's presence again. "So, uh, Asuka..." he tilted his head to the side, "how'd you get so big so fast? I've only been gone about a month and a half."

"Oh, well, Doctor Akagi helped me out!" said Asuka with a bright laugh. She fluttered her eyes again. "She told me about you... about what you like in a woman." She hefted one of her comically large breasts. "I hope I'm... everything you could hope for."

Kaji resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Of course. His little fetish. Of course both Misato and Ritsuko knew about it. He'd been delighted, upon returning from his mission, to see that Maya Ibuki had grown a bit chubbier while he'd been gone.

But that was all nice and fine and natural. This? This was clearly something strange. What had Asuka gotten herself into?

"Asuka, don't you think it's a little..." he struggled to find the words, "unhealthy, to have put on this much weight as quickly as you have?"

"Oh, but I do it just for you, Mister Kaji!" said Asuka, pouting a bit, her big double chin oozing downwards as she made a face. "I want to be exactly the type of woman you've always wanted. I want to be your dream!" Asuka tenderly rubbed her enormous belly, which was currently less than a foot from the floor. "I'm... the woman of your dreams, Mister Kaji." She puckered her lips at him. "Aren't I sexy to you?"

Kaji had to admit that a woman in his life unexpectedly ballooning to what looked like 200 kilograms was a fantasy of his. As much as he was bothered by what had happened to Asuka... he couldn't quite deny his boner. He stepped forward into the midst of the huge fat girl. Asuka huffed a breath. She was sweatier than she'd been before, despite sitting down. She really did look unhealthy. But that, too, enticed him, pervert that he was.

Kaji gently, tenderly poked a finger into Asuka's vast belly again.

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"Hmm," smiled Asuka, and she could see the interest on the older man's face. "Doctor Akagi told me... I'd be everything you would want."

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Kaji stepped back as he could see, hear, and smell a change come over Asuka. The swollen fat girl made a strange expression on her porcine face. The nature of her flatulence changed, taking on a lower, earthier, more guttural sound. And the smell was suddenly terrible, way worse than before, in a way that did not dissipate.

"Oh ho, Mister Kaji, I just had to..." she winked saucily at him, "let a little something out!"

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"Oh, and a little more!" she smiled. "Just comes from having a big appetite."

At that moment, there was a twinkling sound upon the air. With a fatty gurgle, Asuka reached into the pocket of her dress and retrieved her cell phone. She read the text, and her blue eyes lit up. She looked suddenly even more piggish than before, as her cheeks and chins flushed with a kind of visible greed.

"Ooop, Mister Kaji, I'm afraid I have to be going!" Asuka said. She grunted heavily. "Hmff, nghhff," she groaned and panted, as she awkwardly, uncomfortably raised herself off the bench. Kaji saw her press heavily on her cane as her billowing legs slowly raised her off the bench. But at length, she was on her feet again. She lovingly patted her massive gut. "Doctor Akagi is taking me out..." her eyes twinkled, she licked her lips, "for McDonald's! Oh, I'm really looking forward to it." She blew Kaji a kiss with her free hand; her other hand steered her cane off down the metal corridor. "Let's chat again soon, Mister Kaji! I know you want to see me again." She began to haul herself forward. "Hff, hmmff, puff," she breathed, and grunted, and groaned, as she slowly trundled away.

Kaji shook his head. The encounter almost hadn't seemed real. He looked off to watch Asuka depart--

He started, because the comically fat girl had one final shock for him. He could see the massive bulk of her buttocks moving, because her huge dress had ridden up over the protruberant shelf of her ass cheeks. It exposed her rear end for everyone to see.

Asuka was wearing an enormous diaper. A huge, padded white expanse covered the entire bulk of her bottom.

And not only was she wearing a diaper... but it had an enormous, putrid brown stain across most of its expanse.

Kaji sniffed. He could still smell it: the terrible smell of Asuka's shit.

So he watched Asuka lumber away, her massive belly leading the way, her poopy diaper bringing up the rear. He watched her haul herself, like the large organism she was, until she had slowly moved out of his sight.

And he shook his head. "What are you up to, Rits-chan?" he muttered to himself.