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The Health Cruise: Chapter Six

By Shalion & Gahtren

[Shalion]: Whether the cow was fatigued or not was hard to tell as she kept up her cheerful demeanor, even as Collin stood up with effort from the bed. The familiar weight settled onto his legs and his gargantuan tummy reluctantly parted from the ground between his paws. Collin noticed that the pain resurged in his knees and back right away, despite his rest, but it was hardly to be unexpected. Collin had not walked around this much in... well, long before he came close to being bed-bound. Even when Collin had worked out heavily at home, he had not consecutively exhausted himself as many times as he had already today. Collin had not mentioned it to Serka yet, but he thought he could use at least the rest of the day just to recover. The huge leopard hoped that Serka had not had any other plans that he would be spoiling, though she seemed pretty exhausted herself. Collin had been a little surprised to see her like that, though he probably should not have been, seeing as she was over 700 pounds herself. At any rate, he was glad that she had left him alone. Just having Ora here was more than enough already.

"Ok, I'm just going to reach down here and tug these off, alright?" said the bovine attendant once the half ton leopard was on his feet and had taken half a step away from the bed. Collin's ass hung so low down the back of his thighs that it actually slipped off the edge of the bed to collide with the back of his legs noticeably.

For Collin, it would have been excruciatingly difficult for him to get the tight sweats off by himself, involving a lot of rubbing his thighs together or even trying to hook the fabric onto some fixture in the room. It was only imagining the trial for himself that allowed him to accept Ora's presence, though she had scarcely reacted when he had taken off his shirt. Collin still felt exposed and vulnerable and did as much to cover his chest with his flabby arms like a modest woman. "Sure." said Collin dully.

For Ora, it took a little more than a quick tug to get the plain elastic sweats off of the leopard. Not only were they tight on him, they were also stuck into the many creases and folds of the young man's inner thighs, not to mention his massive belly sitting on top of everything. Ora pulled hard at the fabric, moving her hands, tiny in the scope of Collin's elephantine calves - into the pant legs to open up the fabric and reduce friction.

It was over in less than half a minute, and Collin breathed a sigh of relief, even though as he stood over Ora, he could not even see the cow-woman over the horizon of his own body surging out in front of himself. Then Ora rose, holding Collin's unappealing blue sweats in her hands like an unspooled bolt of fabric. Collin was reduced to his own fur and a monstrous set of red boxers. "Collin, I can get these back to you sometime tomorrow." said Ora pleasantly and giving Collin a wink.

Ora's smile was infectious. "Thanks Ora!" grinned Collin despite himself, though he kept his arms close over his starkly unmasculine chest. The leopard set his heavy ass down on half of the bed, the mattress sighing under the weight. Collin still felt dirty and grimy. More than anything he wanted now just to sponge himself clean and then likely sleep for a good ten hours, maybe more.

[Gahtren]: The dragoness saw Ora coming down the hallway, feeling a little too lazy to ask anything at the moment, though she didn't need to as the bovine did that for her while she was taking Serka's blouse and pants.

"You're quite strong for someone of your stature deary." Ora noted with her infectious smile, causing the dragoness to grin, almost proudly too.

"Years of muscle exercises will do that, I just happen to know how to do them and kind of helped Collin out." Serka shifted herself a little, causing her half-naked body to jiggle and rub her incredible thighs, "Still I can't appreciate how much help you've been Ora, as I said before you've been nothing but a good luck charm." Ora giggled at the statement.

"Well the compliment is appreciative." She smirked, "Do you and Collin have plans while here?" Serka pondered if she should tell Ora everything, though she was part of the staff after all, and been a big help, may as well keep it simple.

"A little, we've had a long day so far getting up here, and I think both me and him could use some time to recover and get ourselves cleaned up. Eh-heh... I only hope we won't stress you out by calling you down here often." Serka chuckled awkwardly, Ora gave a reassuring giggle in return with a wink.

"Deary, you never will, it's my job after all and I enjoy assisting our customers. I've had my fair share of short-tempered guests but they're few and far between, the two of you are quite adorable together if you don't mind me speaking my mind." The bovine giggled, causing Serka to blush heavily and sigh, rolling her eyes.

"Okay, okay, you've made your point Ms. Love Guru." Serka grinned and stretched her flabby arms out, causing the folds on her lower arms to sag and meld with her sides and upper breast fat. Her elbows were sort of gone, but there was a visible tell that they were not as large as Collin's was, considering he was 250+ pounds heavier. "Just don't let us keep you from your work alright?" Serka let her arms lightly slap against her sides, feeling quite comfortable where she was, almost not even feeling up for attempting to stand.

[Shalion]: Somehow Ora managed with the two tops and bottoms of the very obese people in cabin 205, though the two sets of clothing made for more than an armful of material that was hard to even see over. The attendant bid her farewell, dutiful and polite as always. As Collin sat in his room, he could hear the cabin door open and close, and he wondered if more people were like Ora on the ship, or if she was a lucky exception, rather than the rule.

Alone, Collin relaxed his arms, the fat of his torso and limbs pushing them into a half cocked shape in front of him, wrists resting near and above his widely splayed nipples. The weight of his body made him want to lie on his back, but it was not much effort to resist with his gut on the ground in front of him, acting as a counterbalance. Collin just sat there, eyes unfocused and looking at nothing for some time. He was not even breathing hard, but felt the fatigue deep in the muscles of his buried body. There was a promise of more pain if he decided to move, and that made it easy to just sit still and sort of... drift for a while. Collin expected to hear Serka get up and use the bath, but he continued to hear nothing.

No knowing how much time had passed since he had zoned out, Collin was moved to shout from his room, "Hey, Serka! Are you going to use the bathtub?!"

[Gahtren]: "Nah! You can use it! I'm just feeling lazy!" Serka replied to Collin's question, it was true though, she wasn't feeling up for it at the moment, though since Collin asked, she had to ask him again.

"Do you need help?!" She called back, leaning forward a little, knowing that his size would most likely cause a huge disadvantage in his ability to actually bathe properly. He couldn't even reach past his chest and sides more or less at this point, though she was feeling better after a nap and sitting down for a good deal, the dragoness could easily help him out; though the issue of going through the doors would become a bit problematic, not only for Collin but for both of them. She kind of worried he would get wedged again like the door to their cabin, not to mention he still had that scab Ora recently bandaged up on his furry stomach.

"Though do you think you should let that scab on your stomach heal for a bit?" She brought it up, and Serka understood that at this point, both her and Collin were grimy and quite stained with sweat. She planned to take a bath, but just felt the need to relax for the time being, feeling lazy after almost collapsing in front of the leopard.

[Shalion]: Collin worked to gather the remaining strength in his legs, leaning forward little by little, as if loading them slowly with his great weight would help. "No! I don't need your help right now!" Collin called back at Serka. Feeling that perhaps she needed more explanation, especially since Collin had already informed the dragoness of what he needed in terms of bathing and hygiene before coming here, he added, "I'm just gonna sponge myself off a little. I won't get my bandage wet!"

Grunting, the overstuffed leopard forced himself again up to his feet, his lower back creaking in protest. He went to where his duffel was still sitting on one of the cabinets and opened it up, retrieving his large stick loofa; he grasped it one handed as he stood off to the side, his belly too deep to reach properly in front of himself. He took a few heavy steps out the double doors of the master bedroom and down the corridor. Collin braced his free hand on the wall to steady himself in his heavy, side to side waddle as well as to keep his flanks from bashing into the wall on either side of his massive frame. However, he was soon confronted by something Serka herself had been worrying about, namely the width of the door.

Collin stared at it for a long time - or at least it seemed long, judging by the time Collin spent standing on his sore paws - it was just a typical standard door, and that was exactly the problem. It was the same width as the door that had nearly caught Collin earlier and had managed to rip an eight inch gash into his lower belly fat as he had barely squeezed through. Collin did not want to go through that again anything soon...

Collin hoped he did not surprise Serka as he walked back into the living room clad in nothing but his boxers; and those would not be visible at all from the front. He let the long loofa brush rest on his wide, fatty shoulder like a workman's shovel. "Hey Serka, do we have a bucket or a large bowl anywhere around here?" he sighed regretfully and in embarrassment, "I don't feel like squeezing myself through the bathroom door, but I could give myself a sponge bath here if I had something to hold a little water..." The leopard's cheeks were hot with shame, but then again, he had known that Serka was going to have to be very... intimate with his body in order to make the trip possible. Serka had already said she was fine with helping him in anyway, but Collin still had to somehow make himself comfortable receiving the same help.

[Gahtren]: Understandably Serka understood why Collin wanted to do it here, not that she minded of course, and ogling at his huge, and more revealing frame was... causing her to blush yet again. The dragoness coughed slightly in an attempt to get rid of her flushed expression.

"No problem Collin, just lemme get up from here and I'll see what I can find." The dragoness shifted her weight a couple of times before beginning the process of her attempt to stand, legs working themselves as she panted a little, starting to use the couch as a support object to gather her weight. The dragoness wobbled around, with her fat audibly slapping against itself in front of the leopard, black and purple scales folding and forming back into their former selves as there was a decent imprint on the couch from her weight. She was able to stand on her two feet soon, turning towards Collin which sent her body jostling and wobbling noticeably as she had to squeeze by him.

"Mmnf... I'm sure they would have something in here." She felt her scales rub slightly up against the leopard's furry body, and getting past him the dragoness couldn't help but quickly look at his huge butt that his boxers tightly fit over. Having to look away briefly, she started to wonder where in the world the staff would put such a large bowl or bucket. "Let me look in the bathroom." She made her way towards the bathroom door, and unfortunately it was a single door, a passage that Serka would have a much easier time compared to Collin.

Opening the door and grunting, she started to squeeze herself in by turning sideways, using the same method she made when entering her own cabin. Her belly and butt smooshed against the frame, having to shift whatever she could reach of her fat to work her way in, all of this right in front of Collin too.

[Shalion]: Although Collin had been thinking about getting rid of the grimy, stale sweat feeling that he had all over his body, the leopard largely forgot about the icky feeling as well as his own embarrassment in standing mostly naked in front of Serka. It started when the dragoness brushed past him, her dense, scaly self pressing into his own soft form, smoothing his fur. Collin could not see Serka's face as she walked past, but noted the shape of her back, bulging in fat rolls as well as her thick, almost dragging tail.

Collin turned around, watching Serka's efforts to get into the bathroom. By this point, the woman had removed her jeans as well and Serka's underwear covered up even less of her skin than Collin's did. Given that Serka's bra consisted largely of straps to match her oversized body, the 700 pound woman was very nearly naked as she forced her way through the door. Collin swallowed hard as he observed the dragon's heavy breasts flopping this way and then that as she squeezed herself haphazardly through the door. Their weight was evident in the way that they strained at the bra straps and smacked against the door in front of Serka. If Collin did not know better, he could have sworn that she was over exerting herself for his benefit...

And there was that feeling again, stronger now even than it had been earlier. Collin felt warm and just wanted to keep on looking at Serka, almost wishing that she would get stuck, even as he saw her make progress in getting her wide body through the narrow door. The beleaguered leopard's heart began beating faster, but he did not mind it. This feeling... it was exactly the same as when he had first become interested in girls as a pre-teen. And yet, there was not the slightest reaction from between the leopard's legs. What agony this was! To have these feelings and yet have the physical component be completely lacking, and not for lack of maturity or understanding, but because he was so damn fat and unhealthy! Collin grimaced, wishing that seeing Serka's body did not make him feel anything at all. Looking at her was just a savage reminder of another aspect of his life that he had lost due to his lust for food.

So Collin turned his back on the squirming dragoness and took a seat in the living room, however, somehow he still managed to find a seat facing the bathroom entrance and Collin wound up watching Serka finally pull herself into the room anyways. Collin continued to feel hot on his cheeks and listen to his heart pound in his neck as he watched her search for a suitable vessel.

Eventually, she found it in the form of a basin left by the tub, originally containing soaps and hand cloths, but easily repurposed. But then, Serka necessarily had to squeeze herself out of the door once again, and Collin was subject to the sight now more of Serka's belly and boobs than ass and tail. The leopard swallowed hard and smoothed the fur on his head again. His cheeks were burning up, and he was even starting to sweat a little under his man-tits. He shut his eyes for a moment. If only Serka knew what she was doing to him! She was creating an itch in his mind that he could not scratch! But he was driven to keep on watching her, watch her swaying, colliding boobs, so much more massive than Serka's own head! The urge was too great to ignore, even if physically, there was no way to act on what was happening inside the leopard's mind.

"Thanks, Serka." he managed weakly as she finally extracted herself from the tight confines of the door.

[Gahtren]: "*Huff* Not a problem Collin..." The dragoness went to the sink and started to fill it up with water after taking the soaps and other necessities out of it. Afterwards she handed the three-quarter full bucket to the leopard as she started to caress her aching sides and front to the best of her ability. It wasn't as bad when Collin got wedged in the cabin door, but it still hurt a little to get in and out, part of her started to regret going on this cruise, but this was for Collin after all. Not only that, but just the sheer size difference of what they were going to be getting through was daunting.

"I'll be heading to my room then..." Serka continued to pant a little, "Unless you want me to stay around a little?" The dragoness leaned against the wall for support, causing her backside to spread out. She knew Collin wanted his privacy, but like the good friend she was, wanted to make sure he was going to be alright. "In case you need help I mean." She added, not intending to make this even more awkward for her friend, even though she was in her bra and panties, with every heavy breath making her body jiggle around noticeably. She was definitely a thing of beauty and scales, with that black gut drooping down and resting at her knees, barely passing them, with those breasts of her's resting on her gut like it was a shelf, granted it would be a lot more width if it wasn't for the bra containing those orbs.

[Shalion]: Collin swallowed, again transfixed by Serk'a heavy rack, only barely confined by the heavy duty wire laced straps she wore. Collin, whose sexual inclivities had nearly been killed at this point by lack of testosterone as well as diabetes and his other maladies, did not really want to fondle the dragoness's chest personally, but he would not have minded at all if Serka had decided to take off her bra entirely and allowed him to stare at her naked chest for a good long while.

He very nearly asked her to stay, but everything was just getting too weird for the immature leopard, too intense, especially with nearly all clothing between them having been removed. "N-no. Go lay down, Serka. I'm f-fine." said Collin a little shakily. He reached into the basin with his long handled loofa and began to lather it up with a small bar of soap. "I got it." By which the leopard meant at least the areas he could still reach with his loofa, which was not much all told, but his meaning did seem apparent given the shape of young man's frame.

Collin began to sponge himself, using little water, starting first with his wide, round cheeks, pushing the sponge into the rolls at the side of his face where his "neck" may have once been. The engorged leopard seemed content to keep on cleansing himself of sweat grime. If Serka wanted to sleep in clear until the next day, that would have been perfectly fine with Collin, he was bone tired himself. Even moving his fattened arm with the brush was steadily exhausting him once again.

[Gahtren]: Serka understood Collin's nervousness, she almost wanted to say to see him flush harder, but it would be inappropriate of her to do that. It would probably be best to leave Collin to his own devices. "Alright Collin, just... let me know if you need any assistance alright?" The dragoness gave the leopard a reassuring rub on Collin's shoulder, before attempting to shift her mass around him to reach her bedroom, since they were both on the opposite sides of the cabin.

It was a little embarrassing to have Serka rub up against the fuzzy fur of Collin's bulk, but seeing how everything was pretty cramped only with the two of them, it was a necessary course of action. Serka tried to not make it as awkward for her friend, she could tell in his expression that things were getting weird, and she didn't want to push it further, even if it was unintentional. So trying to go around his backside left her staring at his rear end a good bit as she tried to get past him, looking at that wide rump squish against her belly and thighs while squeezing through the cramped space. "Apologies Collin!" Serka exclaimed, worried this was making him all the more nervous, which it most likely was, she liked it yet didn't want to freak him out.

[Shalion]: Collin did not mind at all as Serka struggled to squeeze past his wide frame occupying so much of the small cabin room. He was used to at this point all of the various pokes and prods he received just from being so big. "No worries." he said with a grin as he shoved the soapy loofa under his fattened arm, making it disappear entirely from sight under bulging, spotted fur, "Goodnight, Serka." He said it even though it was still only late afternoon. All Collin wanted to do after he was at least a little cleaned up was collapse into bed for a nap and he had no idea how he would be able to get up again any time soon. Serka, however did not see much, if at all better with her apparent fatigue. In fact it had surprised him as Serka had always seemed so much stronger over the internet. Collin figured he must have exhausted her by leaning on her strength not just to keep from collapsing that time, but being half shoved up the boarding ramp as well. The leopard hoped she would get the hint from his comment however.

When Collin was by himself, he kept at it with the loofa, however his energy did continue to decrease, not so much because moving the loofa itself was taxing, but the leopard had approximately fifty pound weights attached to each of his arms in the form of enormous upper arm meat whose full weight Collin did not even feel because most of their weight rested on his side boobs at any given time. But his forearms themselves were actually ponderous as well, sagging on the underside as they widened precipitously towards his hidden elbows. Collin lacked the upper body strength to move them continuously, really only comfortable handling things like remote and game controllers from the wrists while his thick, encumbered arms rested on his broad chest like bulging, misshapen sausages. But had Collin had enough muscle that even fifty pound arm weights would not have mattered, he could still have only reached a few areas with his loofa brush, those being his head, shoulders, chest, upper belly and upper back. He could reach down the sides of his body a bit, even touch his outer thighs with the end of the stick, but he had almost no power to get into any of the lower folds, it was too hard reaching at the end of a long lever to force the head into those heavy, tightly packed rolls.

But naturally, Collin did not even attempt to give himself a thorough cleaning, not in his sorry state. He gave up quickly after finishing with his head and under his sack-like moobs and under arms. He dished the loofa in the water basin and rinsed himself off briskly; his arms were burning now for the effort and he was breathing harder again. The water went down in rivulets down the front of Collin's big dome of a belly, eventually finding their way into the big crease that divided his upper and lower tummy, well beyond Collins sight or the reach of his arms. Finished, the leopard just sat on the couch and stared at the wall for a while, not wanting to get up, even to get to the king sized bed in his room, though he knew he eventually would have to. He did not want to sleep here. But even the room seemed so far away and the leopard dreaded the all too familiar pain that he would cause himself the moment he loaded his legs again with his awful weight.

[Gahtren]: Collin had ended up succumbing to the same tiredness in the hour or so of his recovering rest on the couch, with the added process of getting up and going to his bedroom... he eventually managed to get in bed. The two occupants lost track of time in their moments spent lounging in their cabin, afternoon had already went to evening to soon night, how fast time flies when recovering from a harsh walk up the ramp to the cruise ship itself. The night went on the cruise ship like normal for the rest of the customers, as the first day was spent placing their belongings in their cabins and planning what events to attend through the duration of the 4 weeks out to sea.

The ship itself was a good ways out in the ocean, late in the night, a wall of fog could be seen if anyone was awake. The cruise was forced to enter in the thick wall, whether or not the crew noticed, it didn't seem to raise any alarm; it went in and exited out the other side almost immediately afterwards.

Serka yawned and stirred, for a good reason too, there was a persistent knocking on the door of their cabin. The tired dragoness groaned and had to heave herself up and out of the bed with plenty of difficulty, her stomach glorped, sloshed, jiggled heavily with the creaking of her bed audible in her ears. With a resounding pant and grunt, the dragoness worked past her folds and covered breasts to reach and grab onto something as a supporting weight. Using the small desk next to the bed (it was better than nothing) she was able to adjust her fat legs and strain her waking muscles to heave herself up, her wide, purple scaled ass taking a little bit (along with her tail) to fully leave the bed.

"Coming... coming...!" She yawned loudly, squeezing herself through the door to her bedroom, not paying any attention to the slight roominess of it as her tired addled mind wedged herself through and began to waddle heavily towards the cabin door as the knock was still going. Having to reach past her front to grasp the door, she opened it up and blinked at the bovine on the other side. Even in her tired state, Serka could tell there was something different...

"Morning Ora..." Serka yawned, "Something going on?"

"I do apologize for waking you so urgently deary, but... we're going to have to transfer you and Collin to a different room." She said hesitantly.

"Uh... wait what?" The dragoness blinked and rubbed her eyes, which widened a good deal when getting a good look at Ora's body, "There better be a good reason for the room change, and is it just me or do you look... " Serka tried to find the proper words to describe what she was seeing, "Heftier?"

[Shalion]: The brown and white cow who stood before Serka was most definitely the same helpful and oddly tolerant attendant who had helped both Collin and herself the previous day. However, this morning, her features seemed softened, her neck and bust thicker, her waist nearly absent as well. If Serka had not known better, she would have said that the attendant had put on a good 40-50 pounds overnight, and yet she wore the same kind and knowing smile as yesterday.

"Aw, thank you dear. I know I'm practically a rod, but I appreciate the compliment." the attendant drawled quickly, "And you have to excuse my intrusion, but this cabin is only set up for Quarters or less and I wouldn't be worth my salt as a host if I allowed two generous guests to stay in inadequate lodgings. But fortunately, there is an empty cabin two decks up that should be much more comfortable for you and Collin. I honestly don't know how the two of you wound up here in the first place. It must have been a tight squeeze just to get in."

While Serka was answering the door, Collin began stirring in bed, a great mound of spotted fur which sank deep into the center of the king sized mattress. Although the big cat had once preferred to sleep on his back, he could not any longer because it provoked his sleep apnea. In fact, at home, Collin used a CPAP, but had left it behind because it had been too bulky to pack. So, Collin had had a restless night, even while sleeping on his side, waking often with dry throat and coughing. He still felt tired this morning, but the sounds of Serka and Ora talking had woken him from his light sleep. As the massive leopard lay on the bed, his great belly was like a separate person lying beside him. He was slow to gather his wakeful thoughts and even slower to get himself moving, even to just sit up on the bed.

[Gahtren]: "That's all well and good Ora, but we had some issues with squeezing Collin through the cabin door last night and he got a bit of a gash because of it... ugh, and if we're going up stairs or another tight elevator I swear that's just going to cause even more trouble for both of us. Collin isn't exactly in the best of health as much as I want to assist him." While Serka was saying all of this, the bovine looked at the dragoness with an almost appalled expression, as if she was confused or hearing this for the first time.

"My goodness deary! What in heavens gave you those thoughts?" Ora asked, throwing off the dragoness for a good minute as she tried to find the words to respond to Ora's question. "We have escalators, and the elevators are plenty wide to accommodate both you and your friend." Serka dumbfounded look persisted as she was at a loss of words, she didn't take Ora to be a liar and didn't want to make that assumption right off the bat; though she was definitely confused.

"Uh... what...?" Serka asked, "Am I hearing you right when you said you're able to help me and Collin...?"