WARNING THE FULL STORY WILL CONTAIN: Pharah (Overwatch) Weight Gain and Sexual Content
The supplement was intended to make Pharah an even more effective fighter on the battlefield. Mercy couldn’t have predicted that it would make the soldier fatten up into an immobile blob. Nor did the nurse consider she would become so attracted to her new, SSBBW girlfriend.
This is a work in progress preview of an upcoming story.
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Training day for Overwatch was going as expected. On the target range, Hanzo was making precise shots with his arrows while Dva took on a more chaotic approach with spray fire from her mech’s guns. Winston and Reinhardt were pushing against one another in attempt to hone their strength. Tracer was zipping in-between obstacles all while Echo moved them around in order to trip her up. Typically, Pharah would be more than happy to join in. However, she was there for a different reason.
The blue armor adorning the soldier typically made her feel invincible on the battlefield. However, the woman with bronze skin and long black hair felt more vulnerable than ever. The reason being the small canister clutched in her hand with an eerie, green glow. As nervous as the mystery tube made her feel, she had made a promise to at least give it a shot.
“What do you need me to do?” Pharah asked as she turned around to face the creator of the serum.
“Just go about your usual training set,” Mercy replied, the healer busy checking her notes on her pad. With a nod of her head, she reached her hair of bright, blonde strands to produce a stylus. “When I give you the signal, activate the serum and then we’ll test the results.”
“And you’re sure this is safe?”
Mercy paused, taking a moment to tap her fingers on the pad. “Unfortunately, no,” she admitted, flapping her wings. “Like I said, I haven’t had a chance to do any human testing with this mixture. In theory, it should be able to increase her physical prowess tenfold. If I can get this to work, then it would mean a lot for Overwatch in terms of efficiency. If nothing else, I should be able to intervene should something go wrong.”
The claim from anyone else would’ve made Pharah reject the experiment on the spot. However, she had been on countless missions prior with the angelic woman. She had utmost faith in her medical abilities. For the good of both her and the rest of her team, she was willing to take that risk.
“I am at the ready,” Pharah stated, putting on her helmet and warming up her jetpack. “Just give me the signal.”
“You’ve got it,” Mercy said, saluting the soldier to send her flying off into the air.
With her rocket launcher primed and her jets keeping her hovering in the air, Pharah went about her usual training regimen. As she flew around obstacles, she carefully aimed her weapon to shoot down any targets. Thanks to her repeated attempts at the task, she was going through as efficient as ever. She just had to compensate for the nervous twitches going through her fingers as she neared the end of the course.
“That was an excellent first run,” Mercy commented over the comms.
“Thank you,” Pharah said as she perched herself on top of one of the buildings. “Although I know I can do better.”
“It was still impressive and more than enough for our purposes. Now, administer the serum. We’ll have you run the course a second time to compare your performance.”
Pharah took a deep breath and held the serum towards her face. “Copy that,” she said, opening the canister and drinking down the green fluid.
A surge of energy unlike anything she had felt before surged through the soldiers’ body. The initial shock of the serum gave way to an overwhelming adrenaline boost that made her unable to sit still. Gritting her teeth as she felt the power surge through her body, she tried to keep herself still until she heard the order.
“Now go!” Mercy called out, watching with bated breath as Pharah shot off into the sky.
Almost immediately, Mercy was able to notice a significant difference in the soldier’s performance. Though Pharah wasn’t known for being reckless, she had purposefully overcharged her rockets to significantly increase her speed. While the thrust would be too much for most others to handle, she was able to make good use of her extra energy to easily maneuver through the course in almost half the time. The added speed didn’t take away from her accuracy as she very easily shot down the targets just as she did before.
So enamored with watching the show, Mercy didn’t realize the growing crowd gathering around her. Having abandoned their own training exercises, the other Overwatch members took a moment to gawk at Pharah’s performance. Hearing a few of the more vocal teammates call out cheers for the flying soldier, Mercy couldn’t help smiling. Not only was she receiving excellent feedback on the stimulant, but she figured it wouldn’t take much for her to convince the others to give it a try themselves.
“Magnificent, Pharah,” Mercy said over the comms. “That should be enough for now. Join me near the rest area.”
In a matter of seconds, Pharah complied with a perfect landing nearby. Removing her helmet, she shook around her hair to get it back into position. Upon seeing Mercy, she couldn’t stop herself from baring a proud smile.
“I could have easily done that course again ten times over,” Pharah commented.
“We’ll have plenty of opportunity later for further testing,” Mercy replied, walking over with a bottle of water in hand. “For now, give yourself a chance to rest. I’ll use this opportunity to run some tests and-“
Mercy jumped as the bottle was snatched out of her fingers. Crushing the container in her hand in the process, Pharah proceeded to drain it of every drop within a matter of seconds. Letting the last of the water trickle down her throat, she licked her lips as her eyes scanned the area. Leaving Mercy stunned for the moment, she turned her attention towards the snack area.
“Pharah, are you feeling alright?”
Rather than answer the medic’s question, Pharah made a mad dash towards the snack table. Tearing open their packages with astounding speed, she made quick work of the collection of energy bars that had been left out. Her next target became the small plate of cookies meant to restore lost sugar. As the treat were reduced to crumbs in her stomach, she turned her attention towards draining the water cooler of its contents. Directly chugging down the entire container from the spout, her display succeeded in keeping up with her sudden appetite increase and keeping her teammates at bay until she was done.
“Pharah!” Mercy called out as the soldier collapsed onto the ground.
“So good… so… tight,” Phara said, the pleased look on her face going against the erratic way her hands were trying to pry off her armor.
Moving the soldier’s arms aside, Mercy took it upon herself to get rid of the outer layer. As she pulled away the chest piece, she was forced to pause at the sight of Pharah’s belly bulging outwards. Having personally seen the chiseled six-pack that was there prior to this morning, she was left in awe at the sight of the rounded orb jiggling in front of her eyes.
“Reinhardt, get over here and bring her to the medical bay!” Mercy shouted out, a sense of dread filling her thoughts as she realized that she had found the potentially fatal flaw with her serum.