The Health Cruise

By Shalion & Gahtren

Chapter Seven

[Shalion]: The bovine attendant raised an eyebrow at Serka's confusion. "Well, it would not be much of a health cruise if we could not accommodate our guests, would it?" The attendant picked up a largish linen bag from the ground and held it out to the dragoness. "I have your and Collin's laundry from yesterday, dear. I suggest getting properly dressed before I show you two to your cabin."

As Ora was doing this, behind her someone began moving slowly past. The movement caught Serka's eyes for a couple reasons. For starters, the man was moving past quite evenly, not with the regular bob or weave of a walking gait, and also, the man was clearly abnormally large. Not as large as Collin, or even Serka herself, but at least a good 500 pounds and likely more than that. The man, some sort of canine, openly gawked at Serka and her barely concealed chest as he moved past, back to the opposite wall. It was hard to tell, but it almost seemed like he was sitting down, or at least half sitting, half leaning on something. And was it Serka's imagination, or did the floor behind Ora have a completely different texture than it had the previous day? Serka had little time to consider any of this as the strange large man moved quickly by and out of sight once again. If Ora noticed any of this, she gave no indication at all.

In Collin's bedroom, the leopard with a great deal of effort managed to sit himself up on the bed, no mean feat for weighing nearly half a ton. Collin's fattened legs cradled and sat under a mammoth mound of belly meat, not even his feet visible under its lowest swell as the young man shook his head to try to drive the sleep from his mind. The sunlight pouring in through the open window helped, but Collin could have slept through even that if he had wanted. The leopard reached forward and grabbed at either side of his front, attempting to scoot his belly forward a few inches over the surface of both the bed and his own legs. With a gut consisting of more than a couple hundred pounds of limp flesh, Collin's belly was something that he had to manipulate with his arms and legs, especially in bed. He was still hearing voices from the door and wanted to tug on a shirt and see what was happening, even though he knew that he was so slow in getting up that he would probably miss everything anyways.

[Gahtren]: Serka's face turned red at the sight of the guy noticing her bare naked breasts. She wanted to shut the door but that would be quite rude to do in front of the bovine, who was just standing there casually as if nothing had happened. This was either a trippy dream from her sudden exhaustion from yesterday or a hallucination, it was something probably not worth mentioning to Ora just yet.

"Right, right... heh, about getting dressed..." Serka took the linen bag, "That's going to be a while, a seven-hundred plus pound woman like myself, it's a little difficult to get those clothes on. I need my 'lady time' after all." She mocked in an aristocratic tone, then her facial expression changed at the realization that she was standing in front of this delightfully kind bovine and of all things, didn't bathe yesterday despite both her and Collin's infinite struggle with the objects and doors.

"Jeeze... I hate being a further pain in your tail Ora but I also need to take a bath too, there's probably not any time for that is there?" She grunted and waddled back into the living area of their duplex cabin to prevent any further prying eyes and to quickly find her blouse so she could slip into something without being gawked at by another guy. Her wide hips squeezed against the narrow walls before finally being in the slightly spacious living area, Serka set the linen bag on the couch and had to reach past (and bend down a little) her enormous chest and belly flesh to look for her clothes.

Digging through the linen bag, she found both her and Collin's clothes neatly folded, even wrapped as if they had just came out of the dryer. "Pardon my french but damn, you guys are good." As much as Serka was willing to appreciate the time it took, she hastily took her blouse out.

"There's no need to rush deary." Ora walked in the cabin and closed the door behind her, "I'm here for physical assistance if you need any."

Serka, while her blouse was on halfway, paused for that statement, 'physical assistance'? Then after sliding her fat-ridden arms in the slots as well as her head she looked at the bovine as if Ora had two heads.

"What? I mean don't get me wrong we're greatly appreciated you helped us out yesterday, but that sounds almost like protocol." Serka speculated.

Ora giggled, "That's because it is protocol Serka dear, we have customers who have difficulty physically dressing themselves, you never saw any ye-"

"Whaaaat?!" Serka raised her voice up a little louder than she usually would have, interrupting Ora briefly, forgetting that Collin would have been still asleep. "I'm sorry could you repeat that? I must have gone crazy or went briefly deaf." She requested with a more mild tone while rubbing her head and trying to figure out if what she heard was accurate.

[Shalion]: "Oh, did you not get the brochure when you boarded? This is a 'full service' health cruise, after all." Ora said politely ignoring Serka's outburst. "I can get one for you if you like, but really, we should get both of you settled in your new cabin..."

Collin heard Serka talking to someone at the door to their cabin. Was that Ora's voice? He couldn't make out the words exactly. For the morbidly obese leopard, pulling on one of his grubby T-shirts was not much of a problem, although he had to shove his fattened arms into the too-tight sleeves. He grunted with the effort. Once it was back on, Collin struggled to his feet, feeling the familiar tension in his knees and lower back that not even a full night of rest could erase. He was still wearing the boxers from yesterday and figured that those would have to do for now. He'd have to fetch his grabber from his bag to put his sweats back on...

Collin waddled down the hall, one hand on the wall for support and it was Ora's voice, he was certain about it now. What were they talking about? Serka seemed concerned, or maybe surprised about something. Collin managed to slowly make his way to the antechamber and squeeze his hips past the portal in time to hear the end of their conversation.

"Somethin' goin' on, Serka?" asked Collin muzzily rubbing one eye above a puffy cheek. He always felt pretty fatigued until he took his medication in the morning.

[Gahtren]: Serka noticed Collin, her outburst did cause a bit of a stir and she gulped it down in order to regain her composure. "Collin... hi! Top of the morning to ya!" She giggled awkwardly as one dragoness could when trying to keep her mind straight, "Its... kind of hard to explain Collin."

The dragoness took a deep (admittedly tiresome) heavy breath, her belly bulging and pushing out against the blouse, "Ora, I apologize for my outburst earlier." Serka rubbed her claws against her temples, she knew she looked like she was going crazy, and it was making the situation weird for not only herself, but to Ora and soon Collin as well.

"No, I don't believe we received a brochure about this trip, matter of fact this is taking me by surprise." The dragoness continued herself, "Won't this take a while? Getting settled to our new cabin?"

[Shalion]: "It shouldn't" said Ora, grinning. "As I was saying, we just need to get you outside the cabin and then you both can take the taxi-bench to the elevator and then up to your cabin. The most difficult part would just be getting you past this rather unfortunate door frame." the bovine took a moment to look up and down the entrance to the cabin. "How did both of you get in here in the first place?"

"It was a hard fit..." said Collin dryly, and gestured down the long bandage he still wore across his lower tummy. He leaned his back against a nearby wall to take some of his weight, "And I'm sorry, but did you say taxi-bench just now?"

"Yeah," said Ora and gestured to what appeared to be a rail set in the wall beyond the cabin door. "That was also in the brochure, but it's just a way for our passengers to get around more easily if they don't want to walk or stand up without support."

Collin gazed at the strange looking rail with his still sleep addled mind, uncomprehendingly. Surely he would have noticed something like that yesterday, right?

[Gahtren]: The dragoness took a moment to process that new tid-bit of information. Apparently Ora wasn't taking this odd at all, either this was something she missed yesterday or something ended up happening last night.

"O...kay... SO! Let's get started then shall we?" Serka had gathered that standing here talking about it wouldn't be getting them anywhere, "Collin, you may be going out first, if you're alright with that." The dragoness rubbed her scaly head with a sigh. This felt like an immediate repeat of yesterday, and hoped this move would be worth it.

[Shalion]: "O-out?" asked Collin nervously while tugging down his shirt rather insufficiently down the front of his expansively draping belly. "I've just got my boxers on!"

"I can help you get your bottoms on right now, if you like, Collin." said Ora, smiling broadly. "It'd only take a moment."

Collin was already used to getting help with his bottoms from his mother, or even his sister at times, so that part was not new, but Collin had just met Ora yesterday... "You don't mind?" he asked sheepishly and more for the sake of brevity than anything else. Collin had missed most of the conversation but had gathered that they were apparently moving to a new cabin for some reason. He hoped that it was not smaller than the one they were currently in.

"Not at all," said the bovine. "It's what I'm here for." she said and proceeded to walk confidently into the cabin, quickly gathering Collin's bag from his room and bringing it back, where she proceeded to rummage through its contents on the coffee table. The attendant tsk'd and tutted, however, as she looked at the available garments. "Collin, is this really all you have to wear? Some of these look like they are several sizes too small for you." She said this while handling the tent sized sweats which were all that Collin could fit into at his current size. The leopard himself was baffled at her reaction, but said nothing, too embarrassed to speak. She had seen him yesterday hadn't she? Ora stumbled upon the largest pair of sweats that Collin owned and said, "I guess this will have to do. But Collin, dear, I simply must insist that you browse through one of our clothing stores while you're here. In fact, I feel I must ask my manager if we can send you at least some complimentary scrubs in your size in the meantime."

Collin chuckled, "Sorry, Ora, but I doubt they would have anything in my size."

But Ora just looked at the leopard with a baffled look. "Don't be absurd." she said with a nervous half grin. "Here now, lift up your leg for me, dear." she added as she helped Collin with his sweats.

[Gahtren]: "Don't tell me they have clothes the size of a tarp, Ora." Serka giggled, though seeing how Ora seemed to be serious about it, she got a funny feeling that the bovine may be right about all of this. It was too crazy to even ponder.

"So you're here to help us with moving out of our cabin or helping 'us' in a general sense?" Serka turned around to rummage through her clothes, she still needed to get her pants on, figuring it would be a vain effort to try with her size. True, she had gotten them on before alone, but it wasn't exactly easy, even sometimes requiring the help of her roommate to get them on. Though not wanting to wait for Ora to get done, the huge dragoness sat down on the couch, her enormous rear end spreading out as did her sides.

She struggled to lift a leg up, it was coated in a good deal of fat, pushing and pressing against her black scaled belly, noticeably grunting as put her leg in the leggings and began to move it up as much as she could. The dragoness panted slightly, already having this feel like a workout as Serka grunted and began to proceed to put her other leg through, it was already feeling tight, and reaching around her massive stomach and chest was an absolute pain, with her fat arms pressing against her sides and chest. Her body felt like a pile of dough that kept shifting around no matter how much she tried to get it out of the way. Having to use one hand to move her large love handle out of the way while using her other claw to pull up the leggings until her feet could be seen.

Already she was feeling a little tuckered out, exercise sessions be damned.

[Shalion]: Ora helped the two fattened passengers get at least modestly decent, first helping Collin and then Serka as she was lagging behind with her blouse. She did make an odd comment or two again about the apparent 'tightness' of their garments, however, and of course, there was nothing that could be done about covering Collin's vast paunch which stretched down below knee level, well past the bottom of even his longest shirt. Naturally the furry mass was quite wide where it hung about his calves, a slightly squashed meat sac which was thicker in the center and fanned out at the sides somewhat. Collin blushed fiercely with embarrassment as Ora manhandled the appendage, huffing as her hands sunk into it from below from its sheer weight while trying to get the front of his sweats all the way up at least vaguely in the area near his groin.

Ora paused to run a hand over the smooth ten inch long bandage on the left side of Collin's fat apron, however. "It's simply dreadful that you suffered an injury like this while aboard the ship. I'm so sorry Collin." said Ora. "I'll be sure to be extra careful in getting you back out."

Collin honestly was more aware of the bandage at this point than the long cut to his non-vital meat, but he was still touched by the genuine way in which Ora spoke. The 950 pound leopard took a seat while Ora and Serka both helped squeeze the massive dragoness through the portal. It did not take very long, not with Ora applying her surprising strength towards tucking in the obese woman's thickened tail past the door frame. Then, of course, it was Collin's turn.

"Now hold on, Collin." said Ora, warning the leopard away from the too skinny frame.

"What?" said the youth. He was standing up, so naturally he wanted to sit back down again as soon as possible.

"I think this might help." said Ora as she withdrew from somewhere a silver tin - had she had that before? - and proceeded to apply its contents liberally to the wood of the frame.

"What is that?" asked Collin. This morning so far had been very strange and he was less certain of himself than usual. Ora had been acting odd all morning.

The bovine just held out her fingers for him, however, right in front of his nose. The creamy, vividly yellow substance smelled invitingly familiar, however, and before Collin knew what he was doing, he was sticking out his tongue to lick at the stuff. Ora laughed delightedly at the reaction. "It's just butter." she grinned, "But only the best of course. We source ours from grassfed cows in Ireland. "Now..." she added, reaching her arms around Collin's front as far as she could - which was not very on his frame, she could only really handle his protruding upper belly, she could not even reach to either side of him - "Take a step to your left, now forward, and..." Ora guided Collin in pressing his belly and then his left hip against the lubed doorframe, and the young man noticed that she placed special emphasis on getting the bandaged part of his belly out first. "Just like that, and now let me get behind you."

Ora disappeared behind the super obese young man and Collin was instructed to push, which he did, feeling a little like a trained animal. Even with the lube, though, it was still a hassle to get his half ton frame through the single door. Collin continued to struggle even as he noticed Serka getting up from the weird folding seat set on the rail in the hallway and coming over to help.

[Gahtren]: "Hold on, let me help!" Serka assisted Collin in pulling the leopard through, it was still a massive struggle, the morbidly obese dragoness had her body and fat rub and grind against Collin's furry flesh. Her black scaled stomach pressed against his white belly as the dragoness was gently tugging at the leopard's mass, it was getting to be quite the effort to get that half-ton feline out into the hallway, already Serka was starting to work up a bit of a sweat.

"Jesus... you feel even more wedged in then yesterday!" Serka muttered, unable to see Ora pushing and molding the thick rolls Collin had to help him get out.

"Goodness, how did you two even get IN here?" Ora asked in complete shock with a slight giggle, "Even our smallest rooms have wider doors, thank goodness." It brought up the question just what Ora meant exactly, Serka was too busy assisting Collin to ask questions at this point. The bovine continued to liberally apply the butter on the frames, and even getting around Collin's body in an attempt to help un-wedge his mass.

"Serka, please be a dear and apply this on your side." The bovine reached around the small spaces to hand the dragoness the stick of butter.

"Got it!" Serka huffed breathlessly, applying the butter around the frames and against Collin's exposed rolls.

[Shalion]: Collin had to admit to himself that being sandwiched between two women pressing their bodies against him on either side was not something he had expected to happen during the cruise. He silently felt like he ought to be enjoying it more, especially since Serka was pressing her ponderous chest against his body, he could feel the shape of her against his soft, doughy skin. But even as he mentally registered the interest, even as Ora leaned her skimpy - at least in comparison to the two fatasses - under two-hundred pound frame against him, the physical response just was not there.

The doorframe tightened around Collin's massive body and the leopard began to pant and sweat for the straining. Behind him, Ora pushed and molded his flab past the door frame, while Serka pulled and also did likewise with his wide belly, most of which was beyond the reach of his fat-filled arms. Nearly his whole front and back became slicked with butter as more and more was applied both to the frame and to Collin's body itself. Weirdly, Collin reveled in the scent of it. He loved buttery things, as difficult as that was to imagine at his weight! It made him think of croissants, pancakes, and butter filled cookies even just plain butter on toast was a favorite snack, no more than four or five slices of course! Collin had to swallow back the saliva filling his mouth, breakfast could not have seemed farther away as his knees and paws began to ache with the effort of holding himself up again.

When Collin's tummy was more than halfway through, bisected to the right of center by the frame as if by a massive cutter, Ora moved to the side of the great belly and pushed as Serka grabbed hold of his apron and pulled. Collin tried to help too, but he was already mostly exhausted, not to mention that behind him the doorframe was wedged in the massive ass crack and riding him up pretty hard.

Collin did not pop free so much as quickly slosh forward, finally bringing his right thigh through the doorframe. Fortunately Serka was there to half lean on and half catch him. Collin grasped her by the shoulder as she held him with one arm on his upper belly and the other slipping under his heavy left man-tit. "Thanks... Serka..." he wheezed and forced himself back upright, his lower back popping ominously. The leopard could not wait to sit his fat ass onto whatever it was that was equipped to the wall in front of them.

[Gahtren]: "Heey... no problem big guy..." Serka panted, blushing quite a bit when her arm was under Collin's man-tit, she didn't want to admit that it was an interesting sensation. It actually only made Collin more attractive with feeling him like this (even if it was unintentional), and actually sneaked a grope on his moob without (hopefully) making it awkward for the leopard.

"Woof... you're heavy... let's get you sit down alright? Heh... my uh... arms are getting tired." Serka giggled, leading the leopard to the bench, while Ora found the whole situation adorable; she didn't bring it up. She helped in assisting Collin to the really wide bench, and it was indeed wide, able to hold not only Collin but have enough space for Serka even.

"Damn, I didn't notice how big these things are." Serka looked at the bench as she got her breath recollected, her ass spreading out on the seat and just rubbing up against Collin's ass. While Ora smiled proudly.

"It was in our brochure deary, but we'll get to that later, for now I need to get the two of you settled in your new room. Just press the 'elevator' button on the touch-screen and I'll follow suit." Ora explained. It seemed self-explanatory, as Serka noticed how there was a small panel on the bench, with an extended arm out that had a very neat looking touch-screen. Though its options were very limited, the most noticeable saying 'Touch to go to Elevator'.

The dragoness pressed it as the button flashed, and soon the bench started to whirr to life, seamlessly moving the two morbidly obese people along the wall. It wasn't a very slow pace either; it was fast enough that Ora had to walk at a normal pace to keep up with them. "Holy... where were these yesterday...?"

[Shalion]: Collin had the same thought as Serka, however, he was busy catching his breath, leaving his right hand resting between his wide man-boobs, over where his breastbone was buried. It was hard to imagine how they could have missed them the previous day, though Collin remembered how tiring it had been for both of them to get to their rooms. Could they really have missed this much?

The bench under Collin's three-seater rear end took his weight admirably without any feeling of bending, or even of increased noise from motors he presumed were in the walls? Then again, the ride, though progressing at the pace of a regular walk - Collin had not moved this quickly outside of a vehicle in years, so it was actually quite thrilling how fast they were moving! - emitted very little noise. Collin had been forced to leave school early because of his weight, and his homeschooling had been sketchy for the past several years, so the leopard did not know very much about the way machines or things in general worked - outside of video games that is - but still, this ride seemed utterly fantastic to the young man, like something out of a science-fiction book. The bench was even marvelously smooth as it moved, barely jostling the brimming skin of his upper belly or the bottom of his paunch dangling between his thick cankles.

They rounded a corner and then a second one before reaching the elevator, again, Collin had trouble matching the layout of the hallways to what he remembered from the day before, and were the hallways themselves this wide when he boarded? Even with Collin's mammoth gut projecting ahead of him, there was enough space for a similar sized person to slip past on the other side, assuming they too were riding the same fold down bench as he and Serka were.

Collin finally caught his breath by the time they reached the elevator, but he cocked his head to the side as they were entering, stretching his non-existent neck to look further down the hallway where he saw some extremely large people, three or four of them and all at least Serka's size, possibly more! He tried to see more, but the doors were already closing behind Ora and the bovine was pressing the number for their new deck. "Did you see..." Collin said to Serka numbly, but then she had gone into the elevator ahead of him. Wait, how were they already in the elevator again? Collin had to look to his side to see the same wall mounted rail also set into the wall of the elevator. Apparently these things could transition from wall to elevator seamlessly as well.

[Gahtren]: "Hm? What was that Collin?" Serka looked back at Collin at his mumble, unsure what he meant at first, she was just as surprised as Collin when the dragoness realized they were in the same seat when transitioning in the elevator. She almost didn't notice it at first as her large rear end jiggled around from her movements, "Wow, this thing must be pretty hi-tech to go into elevators so easily." Serka mumbled to Collin, "I almost thought I had to get up when I saw it."

Question was, where was this last time? Serka remembered Collin barely fitting in, now the elevator was much roomier, enough to hold at least four people in here, seeing how there were very slim indents on the opposite wall to show it could hold another 'taxi bench' as Ora deemed it. Even then with that in mind, Ora had plenty of room to walk around, as she tapped a button on the panel, which looked almost holographic, surprisingly it looked more advanced than her smartphone. Was she in a sci-fi movie now? Still, as the elevator started to go up to what was apparently the fourth floor, Serka couldn't even tell they were moving at first until there was a small 'ding' that notified they were passing the 3rd level.

"So... what's different with our new cabin Ora?" The bovine sighed gently, but gave the dragoness a smile.

"Well deary, it's all explained in the pamphlet, but it seems neither of you had received one oddly enough." Ora was confused at that, but she payed no attention to it, keeping her warm smile. "I'm not sure why your cabin was so... lower-grade, there are usually many things in our cabins that provide common features such as mechanical assistance, voice commands, food delivered when needed, etc... you'll see when we get there deary."

Serka looked at Ora in the most dumbfounded, confused expression ever, as if she was going to say something. To avoid a freakout though, the dragoness just uttered, "O-Oh... I see..."

"Deary, is there something wrong?" The bovine was genuinely concerned with Serka's reaction, but giggled in the meantime, "You sound like you've just woken up in some new world."

Serka faked a laugh, "Ha... haha... I think we kind of have..." She muttered, the elevator dinged to the 4th level and already the two were moving after the doors opened up smoothly.