From where they stood on the edge (but not too close to the edge), Wonka and everyone else patiently waited.

Charles was the first to speak. “Miss Wonka, how did the Oompa Loompas have a song ready for Augusta and her mother. It seems like they must have written it before hand?”

“Nonsense, my dear Charles.” Wonka responded. “They were just improvising. Making the lyrics up as they go. Anyone can do it! Here, give me a word or phrase and I’ll show you.”

“Chewing gum!” interrupted Violet. 

“Chewing gum is really gross, chewing gum I hate the most. See, same thing!” Wonka replied.

Violet blew a bubble, and then spoke. “If you hate gum so much, why do you make it?”

“Why do politicians make promises they don’t keep?” said Wonka, clearly a bit annoyed. 

Veruca let out a little snort of laughter, and then quickly caught herself. 

Milly, ever the smart-ass, was about to open her mouth and whine about how they were waiting for nothing, when, suddenly, something was heard coming around the bend. Something moved through the chocolate river.

''Oh, what's tha-'' 

However, Milly was shortly interrupted, as they watched a large, pink shape round a corner, and come into view for everyone to see. It was a giant boat! It was carved to have the head of a seahorse on it’s prow, and it looked like the entire thing was made from some sort of crystal, or hard candy, or something along those lines. Point being, the boat looked looked very expensive.

After docking beside Wonka and her guests, the Oompa Loompas seen to be rowing with big spoons, and clad in navy-blue sailor outfits, with white trimmings, white hats with blue stripes at atop their heads, all looked up at the (slightly smaller) tour group, seeing Wonka smiling back at them.

''Everyone aboard.'' Extending her hand, she gestured for everyone to get onboard the boat, with her being the last one to find a seat.

As Violet and Scarlet got onto the boat, it surprisingly rocked a little, making jerky movements, which splashed the chocolate a bit. The boat, shaking a little as they sat down.

''Huh? That was weird,'' said Scarlet, who had no idea why that happened, forgetting the obvious growth their bellies had done while in the chocolate room. 

Now, both she and her girlfriend had slightly stretched muffin top bellies and big, jiggly asses. 

While most choose to sit with their respective partners, Wonka joined Charles and Mrs. Bucket at the back.

''You're gonna love this. Just love it,'' she said, holding her cane with both hands.

The Oompa Loompas used their spoons to push away from the edge, and began to row up through the river. Slowly, and gracefully, making their way up along the stream.

The seahorse-boat making it's way through the canals that everyone had seen from atop the rolling hills, but were now seeing from underneath as the boat passed underneath the small ''bridges'' that connected the hillsides.

The silence of the ride was interrupted when Milly spoke up again.

''How did those two fatasses get so much fatter anyway? I mean, they were gluttonous, and clearly obese, but how did they get that fat in such a time? she asked, wearing a confused expression.

Mrs. Salt looked back over her shoulder, shooting Milly a smile. I like this kid. She doesn't care about what she'll say and if she hurt other's feelings, and she's honest. I should reach out to her after all this. I could use someone like her to expand my husband's operations. 


''Here, I'll show you,'' said Wonka, and reached for a ladle that hung on a stand.

She dipped it down into the chocolate, and lifted it back up. She asked Charles to pass her four cups on her left, but Mrs. Bucket beat her to it, and handed her the cups.

Pouring the rich chocolate into the cups, she gave Mrs. Bucket, Milly, and Charles their own cup, keeping one for herself. She exclaimed ''Bottoms up'' before drinking deeply, downing everything in a single gulp.

Drinking it caused all four to begin changing. Stretching their fabric of their clothes, and straining the buttons on everyone's attire.

Charles felt as though the chocolate was flowing through his entire body. The others could see his frame growing less lean, more muscled and well-defined. His face was no longer gaunt, but instead had a healthful glow. 

The women on the other hand seemed to have all the chocolate turn to fat. Wilma Wonka seemed to get curvier with every gulp. Her hips widened, her belly softened, and her sharp face seemed to plump up. Her suit seemed to stretch to accommodate her increased softness (in fact, she had specially designed it to do so).

Mrs. Bucket had gained up a significant bit on weight in the chocolate room, and had gone from a thin stick to a well rounded figure. Now she was getting positively plump, with thick thighs and a round, growing belly. Her dress was now visibly straining against her belly. 

Milly Teevee had the most drastic reaction through. She had already consumed quite a bit while in the Chocolate Room, so her belly was already a bloated muffin top, but now it continued swelling outwards until it looked downright pregnant. Her growth was hardly a comfortable one, as her clothes clung tighter around her inflating bellies, applying unwanted pressure to the taut skin, until finally-

POP

Milly’s growing tummy popped the button on her jeans, and a round, pale-cream belly peeked out. She leaned back and groaned, massaging the basketball-sized paunch.

''Ahhhhh! How was it?'' Wonka asked them.

''Whoa!'' Charles replied, having not felt this full in...forever.

''That was *URP* quite the mouthful, Mrs Wonka,'' said Mrs. Bucket mother, who held a hand to her engorged gut. 

“Huff, huff, hey Wonka, you might want to urp put a warning label on this.” Milly said. Carmen was eagerly eyeing her gut. Violet and Scarlet were also eyeing it, but in a judgmental yet lustful way.

“Well, we lost two pigs, only to gain two more” whispered Scarlet. 

''That's cause the chocolate is so naturally fattening, that when exposed to so many calories, a single spoonful is enough to one a muffin top,'' Wonka explained, somehow hearing Scarlet from across the boat. Milly rolled her eyes.

''But then, what's with the waterfall?'' asked Charles, while at the same time pointing at the waterfall with his finger.

''Ten thousand gallons an hour. Every drop of the river is hot melted chocolate of the finest quality. The waterfall is most important. It churns the chocolate, mixes it up. By the way, no other factory in the world mixes its chocolate by waterfall. People, those pipes suck up the chocolate, and carry it away, all over the factory. Thousands of gallons an hour.'' She wriggled her fingers, while slowly moving her hand through the air.

Milly just rolled her eyes, and shifted her gaze from Wonka's ''whimsical'' explaining.

Following the chocolate river, they soon spotted a large tunnel entrance up ahead, that looked rather ominous and imposing. Virtually no light showed what was ahead, and Wonka's silence was not helping the situation.

''Hey Mrs. Wonka, what's that up ahead?'' asked Veruca, who pointed at the tunnel with her index finger.

''Oh, that's a tunnel...'' replied Wonka, flatly.

''Yeah, no surprise there, but where does it lead?'' asked the annoyed Milly.

''You didn't let me finish,'' she said, before shortly returning to the same tone of voice that'd been heard just a couple seconds ago. ''That's a tunnel...that I don't know where it leads.''

''Well, if you don't know where it leads, then why are we still heading straight for it?'' asked a subtly nervous Milly, who didn't like that Wonka wasn't saying anything helpful.

However, she was meet with nothing but silence from Wonka. Dead silence.

“And, why don’t you know where it leads? It’s your factory, you built it, you should know where it goes!” Milly continued, her angry tone concealing her concern. 

Wonka just responded “I didn’t build this tunnel. Sometimes the factory builds its own rooms, and I discover them later.”

''Wonka, this isn't funny!'' Milly's voice was now a little more urgent, and she was getting more and more scared the closer they got to the dark tunnel.

''Yeah, come on, Wonka, this ain't funny!'' interjected Carmen.

''Hey, what's going on back there?'' asked Veruca, who didn't like all the sudden screaming. It made her nervous. 

However, soon all light disappeared as the boat and it's crew were enveloped by darkness.

''Cut it out, Wonka!'' said Milly, feeling more panicked by the second. 

''I hate the dark!'' said Veruca, whom clung tightly to Mr. Salt.

Deeper and deeper into the tunnel they went, the tunnel opening, now a ways behind them, faded into the distance as darkness consumed everything in it's path.

This was the first sign that something was off. The next coming when they noticed the Oompa Loompas beginning to row faster and faster. It was so dark in here that it was impossible to see the walls, or anything, other than the one sitting next to you.

Milly didn't this like. Sure, she spent many hours playing online multiplayer and doing live-streams with other players, but she usually had the light of a screen to assure her she wasn't completely swallowed up by the darkness of her room. Now was a different story, everything was dark, and she was huddling ever-closer to Carmen, who, when she sat close enough, draped her shoulder over her.

''Wonka, I want off!'' demanded Milly, who was about to stand up in her seat, when something suddenly flashed behind her, that frightened the other visitors, and forced her back into her seat.

''Gah! What was that!?'' she asked Carmen, who looked around frantically in shock.

Suddenly, though, it appeared again, and this time she did see it, and like everyone else, she screamed at the image of a fat woman munching on food, and reaching back to give her plump butt a tight squeeze that made her moan, loudly!

Her image faded, but her moans lingered, like the moans of a ghost.

''Ah! What the hell was-'' Milly was about to question, when suddenly something else immediately popped up!

Then, a fat woman appeared, bending over, and revealing her Daisy Duke style shorts, as they tightened around her plush, thick butt, causing Scarlet to groan at the sight of such disgusting obesity.

''Ohhh! I think I'm gonna be sick!'' said Scarlet, reaching down, and putting a hand on her bloated waist. She failed to acknowledge the growth that had occurred there because of everything else that was going on around them.

Just as soon as she said that, another fat woman appeared, being ridden by a man that resembled Mr. Salt, holding her soft, juicy love handles as he relentlessly pumped in to her, causing her entire body to shake, and jiggle with every thrust.

''AHHHH! Now I am going to be sick!'' she exclaimed.

In the darkness, the Salts exchanged glances, each barely able to make out the other’s face. 

However, as Carmen saw the fat girl being ridden, it only reminded her of one of her former clients, who had once asked this really bizarre request of her before he'd do anything sexual to her. 

''It took a long time to get rid of that weight,'' she thought to herself, as she looked down at her belly as she patted her soft tummy.

All throughout this ride through the Fetish Tunnel from Hell, and whenever the weird images appeared, they were accompanied by weird, creepy lights, that illuminated the images in a sinister, unearthly way.

Next, a fat girl was shown laying on a bed with another man, that resembled Mrs. Bucket's late husband. He fed the overweight blob of a woman, whose butt was so thick, it spread out across the bed, providing soft cushioning for the woman.

After that, they saw a bottom-heavy, pear-shaped fat chick trying to get her pants on, but having difficulty due to her jiggly behind...

Then, there was another morbidly obese woman engaging in long, passionate kisses with both men and women. Both being shown at the same time...

And then another one, a woman parting her legs to make room for another chick, who tongue was sticking out, and moving towards her crotch.

Violet stared at it, seemingly in a frozen state of disgust. Secretly though, she was a bit aroused, which just made her feel even more disgusted. 

The images started appearing faster and faster. The one appearing just a second after the previous dissipated, showing more overweight women doing either sexual acts, or just eating like massive slobs, and being pampered and waited-on by men and women.

Some displayed entire threesomes of a woman holding a fat woman's love handles, while continually thrusting into her plump butt with her strap-on, while the woman was giving a man a blow-job, while the man was fondling her breasts, and sticking his finger into her belly button, and twirling it around in there.

Another was of a woman, who wore handcuffs, was blindfolded, and her entire, bloated body was tied down, with rope binding her breasts, butt, and arms, greatly limiting her movement, with a ballgag in her mouth, where excess drool was running down her mouth.

And one was of a mustached man being squashed underneath a ginormous woman's fat rear, and gripping her sides. Muffled sounds being heard from underneath, as she grinded herself against him, moaning from his touch. 

Milly had finally had enough, and looked behind her, about to shout at Wonka again about ending this nightmare, when, again, she heard everyone suddenly scream about something again!

''UGH ~ What is it-...now!?'' Looking back, she was suddenly confronted with an immediate change in scenery! The tunnel had vanished, disappearing behind them, as they were now in a vast void of space, falling downwards at rapidly increasing speeds! 

''What the-'' Violet, then, exclaimed, as she looked at her hands. ''My skin is turned blue!''

''As have I!'' Scarlet said shortly after.

''And we've turned white! Completely white!'' Veruca freaked, as did Mr. Salt, as they looked down at their hands to find they'd turned pale.

Everyone on the boat had changed color, and were now either black, orange, or green.

Their sudden skin change almost distracted them from the fact that they were plummeting through the air. Then, the all suddenly remembered what was happening. 

''This is the end! We're doomed! Doomed!'' Milly screamed in an overly dramatized tone, as her grip tightened, holding on with all her strength, as they plummeted downwards, with wind blowing in their faces, and through their hair!

''WWWWWWHHHHHHAAAAAHAHHHHHH!'' Wonka suddenly screamed over the group, drowning out their terrified screams.

Milly and Veruca looking behind them, staring at the clearly deranged factory owner, as if expecting her to push one of them off the boat while they were falling.

The drop felt like it would never end, until they landed with a SPLASH back into the chocolate river, and continued onward, as if this nightmare would never end!

However, the speed at which the boat traveled was now much slower, and a lot gentler, like it it had been before they entered this...horrific tunnel of indulgence.

Milly gripped the boat so tightly that her fingers left clawmarks on it, and Veruca kept staring wide-eyed in front of her in case anything else popped up. She was not going to be taken by surprise again, though, for the next couple minutes nothing happened. Everything was calm, quiet, and gentle.

As the boat floated down the river, she released her tight grip, and just sat there in silence, relieved that the worst bit was finally over.

''Whoa, Wonka, that was an amazing ride!'' Charles remarked, sounding pretty giddy about others would consider a nightmare. Mrs. Bucket spoke up, also apparently unaffected ''Can we go again?''

The other girls' eyes suddenly went wide in horror and shock. Shock, mostly from hearing the Buckets actually finding that trip anything close to being ''fun'', and not traumatically awful. Milly, Veruca, and the others, all looked over their shoulders, as they stared at Cthe two with shock in their eyes.

''Hey, our skin isn't white anymore,'' Veruca pointed out, looking at her hands, and finding them to be back to their normal selves again.

''Alas, Charles, we cannot-'' everyone immediately sighed at Wonka's response, ''-but there's still plenty left of the river to see, so we might perhaps take that route when we're done at our next stop.'' After hearing her say that, all gasped internally, at the mention of possibly following the rest of this horrifying river.

''Mrs. Wonka, where are we going?'' asked Veruca, attracting Wonka's attention.

''I'm not sure...but I think we'll know soon enough,'' she replied, looking out from behind the women in front of her at something.

Curious about what had her so distracted, they all looked in front of them, just as the small tunnel opened up into a huge chamber, with multiple pillars along the walls, a central structure in the center, that reminded very much of an archway. Multiple large doors aligned the walls, with various names that pertained to cream, like Whipped Cream, Coffee Cream, and Hair Cream.

''What do you use Hair Cream for?'' asked Mrs. Salt, as she turned back towards Wonka. ''I thought this was just a candy factory, I didn't know you sold other products.''

''Oh, no, that's just for me and Oompa Loompas to freshen up,'' she replied, gently touching her hair with a soft giggle.

''But a whole production line for so few people?'' she replied a little confused.

''Well, let's just say that the Oompa Loompas you've seen aren't even a quarter of how many I have employed, and working throughout the factory.''

''Then how many do you have employed? A couple hundred? Two hundred?'' Her brow was raised throughout her continued questioning.

''A thousand.'' Immediately, everyone turned around, staring at her with amazed expressions on their faces.

''A thousand!?''

''Correct, the entire Loompa population was on the brink of extinction, so it makes sense to employ every single one, and help them recover from their brutal slaughtering by those terrible creatures I've told you about,'' Wonka explained.

''Yeah, the Vermicious Knids and Snozzwangers, and those Whangdoodles,'' said Mrs. Bucket

''Exactly, and so I thought it reasonable to save the entire species, rather than just pick and choose who I wanted.''

As Wonka finished explaining for the group, the boat gently bumped against something, that pulled everyone's attention away from Wonka, and towards a dock, that'd seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

''Inventing Room,'' Charles and his mother read, giving each other wary looks. Not knowing what lay behind the giant, circular doors.

''All ashore!'' Wonka instructed.

Instinctively, everyone stood up, and went ashore, as told. As they disembarked, Violet noticed that a line of Oompa Loompas had gathered on the opposite shore. “Hey, what are they doing?” she said as she pointed. In response the crowd of Loompas began laughing uproariously. 

“Oh, don’t mind them” Wonka replied. “The Oompa Loompas are a jolly people. They find many things funny that more dour types don’t.”

“Didn’t seem so jolly when they were singing about the Gloops” responded Scarlet. The Loompas began laughing and pointing at her, and she tensed up. “They sounded pretty sinister, what with turning them into fudge and all.”

“Exactly, dear Miss Scarlet. They love to tease people, but they mean no harm. Don’t take them too seriously.”

The group walked away from the giggling Loompas and approached the large, circular metal door. With a hiss of air it opened for them, and they strode into the Inventing Room.