Bracki the dum dum momma.

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It is time for storytime with Bonzi and it is time for an even dumier tale of dum dumness with extra stupid sauce! Once upon a time in the land of Youtube this time there was an annoying little cunty mcgee by the name of PunishedBrak, he made a comment on one of the videos of one Nathan Forester that was along the lines of ‘How dare you make a video about being fat-shamed while also fat-shaming overweight men who are showing off their bodies! Make it make sense’ only to get laughed at. ‘Silly Bracky Wacky, you do not get it. Nathan made that video ages ago and he was shamed for his voice not for his body type.’

‘Make it make sense.’ ‘Make it make sense? How do you think Nathan feels about so much grotesque fat art being shown on Twitter almost every single month and getting recommended weight gain accounts?’ ‘Uhh I imagine he is very pissed off.’ ‘Exactly, and you dare go around telling his videos to make sense?’

Purple smoke emitted from the computer Brak was playing on, and from the smoke emerged an anthropomorphic gorilla named Bonzi who was dressed in a glamorous purple suit and top hat. ‘So you are the naughty little rat-bag who keeps complaining.’ ‘Wow, a talking gorilla mascot!’ ‘Thank you, for not calling me a monkey, but I am no mere mascot, I am the lord and master of the internet.’ ‘Internets have lords now?’ ‘Oh you bet your sweet ass, they do.’

‘So what are you here for anyway, to give me a show?’ ‘Actually it is to punish you and teach you a harsh lesson. You see, there are so many horny tweets and posts on Twitter that get past the radar because the people posting them do not bother to put them under sensitive content. Too many rule34 images of non-morphic animal characters, too many desperate overweight men trying to get attention from people who are not attracted to them. Do they not know that nobody wants to see this crap?’

‘Well some people definitely do.’ ‘Jacob said the exact same thing and look what happened to him, he got dummed dummed.’ ‘Dummed dummed?’ ‘Oh yes, and now it is your turn.’

Bonzi clicked his fingers and an app installed itself onto his computer which was called ‘Dum Dum Vision-Tube’ which showed videos of dum dum were-aykroyds who were all plus size eating delicious desserts and rolling around. ‘Dum dum is a good mommy, dum dum loves to be a good mommy.’

Brak tried to look away from the videos but he could not (as he found the dum dum were-aykroyd mothers were too cute to resist!) and he found himself involuntarily getting hooked on these videos and being hypnotized…’Oh my these dum dum mommies are sexy as hell, so bizarre but I cannot look away.’ ‘Why of course they are, do you want to join them as a member?’ ‘Oh yes..’

The hypnosis video played on a loop on the screen, showing dum dum were-aykroyd moms rubbing their stomachs, giggling and pretending they had babies to feed, which began to implant odd thoughts in his head, thoughts of wanting to join them. ‘These thoughts are odd, I feel like I want to be a dum dum were-aykroyd mommy too.’ ‘Of course you do, because you connect with them. Let us be real here, you do not really mean the things you said in your comments, because it is an act.’

‘An act?’ ‘Why yes, you pretend to be something you are not.’ ‘Now that you mention it..I do not know why I act like I am advocating for the overweight when I am really a dum dum on the inside.’ ‘Of course you are, all those thoughts through your head.’

He could not help but agree with Bonzi (what a dum dum were-aykroyd like he actually was, was trying to advocate overweight people, was beyond him, he was not into that anyway, he just pretended he knew what was doing!), as he thought about being a dum dum were-aykroyd mother and focused on the belly.

His own belly slowly began to bloat and swell pushing against his shirt, the buttons popped off one by one as hair grew on it, he moaned and groaned..rubbing his stomach and immediately starting to show his true colors. ‘Oh yes, dum dum loves her belly. Dum dum loves her belly!’

He groaned as the hairs crept up his chest and torso, which were also broadening and swelling with fat, his whole upperbody was fattening up and pushing against his shirt which was straining more and more by the minute. ‘Ooooh dum dum is growing, dum dum is growing. Wait, did I just call myself a dum dum?’ ‘Why yes you did, it is your natural form after all.’


There was a tingling sensation in his chest followed by what appeared to be a pair of round formations swelling and forming on there, developing into a pair of plus sized breasts which bounced up and down and dripped milk which dripped onto his shirt. ‘Oooh dum dum is making milk. Dum dum is making milk, but why am I milking and producing milk?’ ‘You are making milk because you are a dum dum mommy and you need to feed your future dum dum were-aykroyd off-spring, it is a natural part of your body.’

‘My body is soooooo plump and squishy, dum dum feels good.’ ‘Of course you do, this is your natural form.’ He rubbed his growing stomach and made a series of cute dum dum were-aykroyd grumbles, he giggled and giggled as he thought about growing fatter and fatter, he had only dreamed about it prior but now he was growing and he loved it.

He squeezed his growing belly as his arms broadened, growing hairs as his hands enlarged and his fingers thickened, his fingernails lengthened and his ratty looking shirt slowly ripped apart, leaving him in partial fragments of it as the hairs continued to grow on them. He groaned as his shoes slowly burst apart, revealing feet that were growing larger and developing webbed toes.

He produced a series of farts from his rear as his rear enlarged, pushing against his jeans as his belly pushed against his belt before bursting through it and snapping it apart, his privates shifting to become feminine as his back and shoulders broadened. ‘Dum dum look good with lots of fat, tee hee. Dum dum felt so stupid trying to defend people of her body type when those were not dum dum were-aykroyds anyway!’

‘Why of course you felt so stupid doing that, those people were not like you.’ He chuckled as his jeans ripped apart, leaving him in his shorts as his body shot up in height to six foot one. His neck swelled and thickened with fat, giving him a double chin (and if you think this is going into fat fetish territory, forget it pal! If you want weight gain smut there are plenty of horny losers online who do that, go to one of those Patreon shills if you want that) and his hair lengthened.

His clothing ripped apart and reformed into a gown as his forehead elevated and his eyebrows thickened, the comment he had made went from ‘make it make sense’ to ‘dum dum does need to know if it makes sense because she is a good dum dum!’

He looked at himself and did not recognize himself as eyelashes blossomed around his eyes, and one of his eyes turned from its normal color to green while his nose broadened and developed a cleft, his face plumped up and feminized, looking Aykroydian yet feminine.

Bonzi made his friends materialize in front of him and his friends all laughed at how stupid Brak was being. ‘Oh look at Brak rubbing his belly and making odd noises, how funny!’ ‘What an idiot he is, he is farting and not caring if people smell his farts!’ ‘This is the man we followed on Youtube? He is nothing but a big dum dum!’

They all laughed at him as his personality shifted along with his online profile, his Youtube account/profile shifted to that of a female were-aykroyd mother with dum dum were-aykroyd content, his voice feminized and Aykroydified and also become funny sounding as he found himself identifying as ‘her’ and not as a ‘him’, in fact he or rather ‘she’ liked these new pronouns and giggled as her belly slowly expanded even more, this time giving her the belly of a pregnant mother. The belly swelled and swelled until eventually a baby were-aykroyd burst right out of it. ‘Mommy.’ ‘I am not your mommy, oopsy..tee hee, dum dum is a good mommy!’

‘Now what have you learned, Bracky?’ ‘Dum dum has learned to behave herself and not be a problem to others. Dum dum has learned to be a better woman.’ ‘Of course you have, and good dum dums get nums nums, now who wants to have a snack and eat with the master?’ ‘I do, dum dum wants to eat.’

Bracky or ‘DumDumBabsi’ as she was now called was served delicious food by Bonzi which she ate and ate happily, she realized she had been a right fool to try and make comments like the ones she used to make -she did not even remember trying to be smart or human anyway (well she did, it was just the role of a jerkass human commentator on Youtube was one she thought did not suit her talents!). Her true talent was being silly, dum dum and cute and providing her master with warmth and goofy antics.

She only recalled that the ‘master’ made her put on that role as a way to hide her true identity from the universe, because in the universe her master was from, dum dum were-aykroyds were taken a lot more seriously than the universe she was currently in. In the current universe she was in, dum dums were not considered legit members of the were-aykroyd species, in fact they were considered a parodic species.

And that was perfectly fine for her…as Bonzi weaved his magic and changed everything in her room to be representative of her new personality, including having a huge fridge full of delicious homemade snacks! She had everything a dum dum could wish for and more.

She settled into the dum dum were-aykroyd lifestyle rather well and adjusted to this new life and role of hers, she found herself a husband who loved her for who she was and she had many more were-aykroyd off-spring, she no longer even gave the persona she used online even a single thought (because why would she to begin with? That was not her, that was someone who was totally the opposite of a dum dum!) and she embraced being a dum dum were-aykroyd fully.

And she never made stupid comments on Youtube ever again, and thus comes to the moral of the story, do not be a dum dum to others on the internet especially not over the opinions of other people or you might find yourself becoming a dum dum to match your personality!