Tres Bien, a small French restaurant, had seen a surprising turnaround after its recent change of ownership.  Its previous owner, Jean Armstrong, had lost his ownership in it due to his conspiracy with Furio Tigre in the muder of lottery winner Glen Elg.  Without an owner it was due to be closed down quite quickly until, amidst the confusion, waitress Maggey Byrde took over, despite total inexperience with restaurant management. Fortunately for her, under her frantic leadership she managed to raise the quality of the restaurant's food from inedible to manageable, saving it from a complete shutdown.

To expand on its services she decided to begin selling items other than food out of the front, including inexpensive pastries, perfume, and other goodies.  In an effort to better choose delicacies to serve she worked on becoming a bit of a food aficionado herself, sacrificing her trim waistline for her business.  Over time she became such a foodie that her desire to snack on delightful food became just as much of a hobby as it was a part of her job and she grew into a rather corpulent young woman.

She grew even larger when she began a partnership with Bonker's Chocolates, making friends with their head of security Octavius Bloomp.  Octavius's family ran Bloomp Delicacies, a line of fine German chocolates that was perfect for Maggey to sell.  Using Bonker's Chocolate  for distribution she became one of the town's premier sellers of the brand, which helped to further recreate Tres Bien's image.

Unfortunately, the tragic murder of the company's founder Billy Bonker by his head of PR and R&D Veronica Peppers the entire company was forced to restructure.  Under the guidance of the company's new president, Jimmy Pocket, Octavius Bloomp was promoted from head of security to head of the Bloomp Delicacies division, a certain Wendy Oldbag taking his old position.

"Things have been wonderful now that I can work closer with Octavius," Maggey said happily, wedged into a booth snugly, the table swallowed up between two thick fat folds.  "I'm practically at the forefront of Bloomp candy in this town..."  She stroked her chin some.  "Though I guess since I'm really the only person in the area who sells them I don't have much competition, huh?"  She smiled as she plucked a couple chocolates from a nearby box and dropped them into her mouth, savoring their exquisitely creamy and rich taste while rubbing her belly.

"I guess the best part of working so closely with Bonker's Candy has to be the samples!"  She smiled, the constant stream of new chocolates having great effect on her figure. In the month since the end of the Jimmy Pocket trial her weight had surged up to 720 pounds.  Her waitress outfit was so full of Maggey it looked like a soft pillow case, clinging tight to her hips and belly.  Her huge thighs spilled out the bottom and pressed together, the cute white table pushed off the ground by her girth.  She reached over and plucked out more chocolates with her thick sausage like fingers and tossed them into her mouth, licking her lips.

"Anyway, what do I plan to do next?  Well I hear there is going to be a gourmet chocolate exhibition coming to down in a few weeks...  I'm hoping I'll be able to attend with a little help from Jimmy Pocket.  I hear they have a wonderful gift basket for guests and the largest chocolate fountain in the world!"  She licked her lips and pushed aside the empty box of chocolates to reach for her next one.

–

Lotta Hart's photography career took many twists and turns, frequently intertwining with Phoenix Wright's law career.  She began her calling as a paranormal photographer, interested in capturing ghosts, cryptids, aliens, and any other supernatural phenomena with the help of her camera.  Lotta Hart soon came to realize that her passion left her coming home empty handed, both with pictures and cash, so she decided to change her focus to another elusive and strange creature: the rich and famous.  Living in an area filled with all sorts of eccentric public figures the job was a bit easier, though the competition was stronger and in the end more of her photography ended up as evidence than filling the pages of tabloids.

Lotta believed she had finally stumbled upon the scoop of the century when she learned about the hiring of Jimmy Pocket as vice president of Bonker's Chocolates.  Bonker's eccentricity led to a rather unusual application process for Jimmy and four other candidates, including one who lost his job for sending business secrets back to his rival chocolatier family.  After failing to receive the important job he later returned to Billy Bonker, desperate for a job, and was appointed the security lead for the company.

Lotta knew that there had to be all sorts of twists and secrets in the untold stories of Bonker's chocolates so she decided she would try and dig up some dirt on the company.  Unfortunately for her Bonker was hardly talkative, and every time she tried to sneak in she ended up shoved right back out by Augustus Bloomp himself.  Lotta remained undeterred, and only strove to unearth whatever she could about the company's mysterious past.  She even began to indulge in all varieties of their chocolates, which she claimed helped her get into the mindset of Bonker himself.  Sadly for her, the only things this diet got her into were bigger sizes in pants.  Nevertheless she didn't stop, exhausting every source and box of chocolates she could on the hunt for more information.

Her investigations took a major turn with the murder of the founder himself.  She sprung into action, hoping that she could find out what could have spurred on this tragic turn of events.  Was there something darker about Jimmy Pocket's incredible rise to the top?  Or did some other bad blood cause one of his subordinates to murder their boss and pin it on the second in line?  Either way Lotta knew she had to act fast.  As soon as possible she slid into her coat, breathed her stomach in, and pulled up her sweatpants as high as she could and waddled to the scene, camera at the ready.  Unfortunately she was not as swift as she thought she was and was greeted by curious journalists itching for a scoop.  

Fate shined on her when once again she crossed paths  with Phoenix Wright who was out to prove Jimmy Pocket's innocence.  Much to Wright's dismay she managed to accompany him into the headquarters by convincing its workers that she was an employee. Inside she got to meet Veronica Peppers herself, and was instrumental in distracting her so that Wright could sneak into the R&D lab and discover the truth behind her relationship with Neutranew.  While distracting Veronica she got a surprisingly in depth story of her business life, feigning interest to buy Phoenix as much time as possible.

With the trial finished and Veronica Peppers found guilty of the crimes Lotta finally found a use for all of the information she had spilled, and soon she had enough for an exposure of Veronica Peppers in the local gossip mags called "Sweet turns Sour: A Taste of Veronica Peppers."  It was a surprising hit, given all the buzz built up around Bonker's chocolate, and helped get her chubby foot in the door.

"Now why didn't I think about it before?" Writin' about true crime!"  Lotta playfully bopped herself on her forehead, her belly jiggling and oozing around her bed , shaking the laptop she had resting upon it.  "It's like I ignored my calling even though it was right under my nose!"  Lotta laughed and slapped her belly, causing her laptop to bounce and slide down it some.  She bent forward, her butt slipping out her ill fitting underwear some as she grabbed it before it could slide too far.  "I can't let my laptop get hurt!  That's where I keep all my future hits!"  She smiled and dunked her hand into a big bowl of chocolates kept at her side and pushed them into her mouth.  

"Lately I've been living like a queen! Everyone wants to hear about how that witch Veronica was brought to justice, you know?  The best part of it all is that I can tell them all I was there too..."  She smiled as her feet wiggled some, resting just inches away from an enormously swollen belly.  It seemed that fame had not just gone to her head, but to her waistline as well.  Lotta weighed an astonishing 1460 pounds, bed bound and hardly able to wear anything beyond a t shirt and an enormous pair of underwear.

"Admittedly being as big as lil ol' me does have its challenges!" she said as she let out a rather thunderous belch, causing the laptop to sway on her oceanic belly. "If you wanna know a little secret, these days I do most of the behind the scenes work!  I do a lot more work over the internet and phone, you know! You can do all sorts of things with some technology on your side!  It guess it makes up for the fact that I'm not quite as nimble as I used to be!  That must be the price of fame, huh?"  Lotta jolted some as her phone began to buzz, reaching into one of her fat folds and pulling it out to stop it from jiggling her tummy any more.

"Well, I hate to leave y'all hangin' but this is from my assistant!  Some guy named Spark Brushel.  He's been around the block so I think he'll be able to do this job just fine!"  She looked at the phone and laughed some.  "Wait, it's just a call from the pizza boy!  I'll tell them to leave it at the door... it might take me a while to get there!"

–

Franziska von Karma's involvement in the Jimmy Pocket case began with a rather mysterious box of chocolates that arrived not soon after she was chosen as the case's prosecutor.  As an admirer of the finer things in life she couldn't turn down a box of fine Bloomp chocolate wishing her a perfect victory at the upcoming trial, even if its sender was anonymous;  the idea of someone admiring her prosecution skills so much they would send her treats clouded her judgement.  The candy, however, was sent out by the true killer herself, Veronica Peppers, as a way to ransom Franziska were she to win the case.  She would turn Franziska into her own puppet of sorts, stringing her along with promises to help revert her mammoth gain as long as she promised to help keep Veronica's mutinous murder under wraps.

Veronica never anticipated that Phoenix Wright would be there to thwart her hostile takeover, though, and before she could make Franziska into her pawn.  At a confession taking place not long after Veronica's sentencing she admitted her plan to Franziska, who was not at all thrilled about it.  She was even more enraged to find out that Veronica had no easy way to reverse the weight.  Rather unhappy to see her perfect figure ruined by this wicked plot she pledged to diet and exercise herself down to her former, trim figure the very next day.

Franziska's pledge to shed the pounds ended abruptly the very next afternoon when after an attempt to do at least one jacking jump failed she ripped into the boxes of chocolate she had stocked piled over the course of the case and binged madly on them until not one was left.  From this Franziska pledged a new goal, that she would become the largest, most successful prosecutor in the world, one which she already had achieved given her tonnage.  

Of course this goal was not without its obvious obstacles.  She was already too large to stand at the stand, much less fit behind it, since she had always broken it once.  On top of that her mobility scooter had all sorts of difficulty making it into the courtroom in the first place, not able to carry her astonishingly wide body through the entrance ramp even.  Prosecuting with the constant hunger in her stomach proved to be quite a distraction, and making it to recess without a meal was near torturous for her.  Ultimately she decided that she would need to take a sabbatical to reevaluate her career, able to live off a rather wealthy settlement she got from Veronica's large personal assets.

"It won't be a permanent hiatus, of course!  Franziska said, huffing and puffing rather loudly, having bulked up to an enormous 3015 pounds in the month since that case ended due to a diet of chocolates and a complete lack of exercise.  She now passed her days in a lavishly decorated king sized bed, which her ginormous bottom practically swallowed up, so wide that her hips sagged over the side of it.  She was propped up by a makeshift great wall of super soft silken pillows designed to keep her behind at its most comfortable. "And I prefer not to talk about it!  I hate being bothered by all of these sorts of questions, especially when someone barges into my house without warning!  Franziska rested her chubby hands over her breasts, covering up her nipples in her palms as a sneer exaggerated her chubby face.

"I assure you that I am not spending this little hiatus idly, though!"  Franziska's legs kicked and jiggled about, thunder thigh rolls sliding and rubbing the sides of her belly, which sprawled out towards the edge of her bed.  "I have been working in a couple law publications and doing some private advising on the side!  While my body may have rounded out I assure you that my skills will remain as sharp as ever!  Perhaps even more so!"  Franziska's scowl turned into a smile, her double chins shaking as she spoke.  "For now though I think I will make the best of this situation..."  She turned her head with some difficulty, her cheeks and chins smushing and bunching up some, and looked to a nearby clock.  "Two in the afternoon?  My wonderful assistant should be here soon with my snack."  Franziska's stomach let out a low rumble, so deep it sounded like tectonic movement.

"Miss Von Karma, your lunch is ready," said Adrian Andrews as she entered the room pushing a very large dining cart in front of her with a monumental black forest cake sitting in the middle, surrounded by boxes of chocolate.

"As adaptable as I am, even I must admit at this size there are many difficulties," Franziska pouted as Adrian sat at the side of her bed, propped up on Franziska's belly as she began to shovel up big portions of moist cake.  "Luckily an old acquaintance of mine here was looking for a stable job and I was looking for an exquisite assistant."  Adrian brought the cake to her mouth and Franziska ate it lovingly as she reached out with a very plump hand and put it around Adrian.

"It was an offer I couldn't resist... I've always wanted to work with someone of Miss Von Karma's caliber and the benefits are astounding..."  She smiled some as she put her own free arm around Franziska.  "Do you want the sponge bath today or should I join you in the jacuzzi for a deep clean again?"  

"Mmm, please, I'll use the jacuzzi," she smiled as Adrian fed her another enormous bite of cake.  "And this time don't worry about wearing the swimsuit," she winked as she put her hand on Adrian's side.  Her fingers sunk in some as her smile grew wider, feeling a rather soft potbelly hiding under her shirt.  Feeling adventurous Franziska slid her hand down and squeezed, causing Adrian to jump some, though with a look of ecstasy on her face.  It seemed that she wasn't the only one piling on the pounds!

"Astounding benefits indeed," Franziska murred.

–

Maya Fay had managed to get herself involved in the Billy Bonker case long before it had even escalated into a murder.  A month before it she had been called in to investigate a weird case of incredible weight gain in many customers of the supermarket Round Town.  It's owner believed that it was due to the lingering spirit of Lilly Pop, who had died in an accidental killing during a robbery.  Maya spent a month trying to find the spirit presence but was discharged from her job when her growing appetite nearly ate the store bare.

During the investigation into Billy's murder it was discovered that there was no wicked spirit or demon possession behind the rash of weight gain.  Abraham's market had become the first testing spot for a new breed of Bonker's chocolate that, due to a secret collaboration between Veronica Pepper and food additive company Neutranew, caused massive weight gain.  This true cause was rooted out during the investigation of Billy's murder, putting the heads of Neutranew in hot water and leading to the exposure of Veronica's sneaky tactics. When Maya ate one of her most potent chocolates in the middle of the courtroom the sham, much like the stand behind which Phoenix stood, went crashing down under the weight of her growing belly.

While Phoenix was thrilled to have won the case and proved Jimmy's innocence Maya's enormity left him in a very awkward situation. There was no way that she could comfortably stay in his office any more.  On top of that Phoenix had been promised a lifetime supply of Bonker's candy for winning the case, which Maya immediately snapped up for herself, and Round, thankful for her help in discovering the real cause of his growing customers, promised her all the lunches and dinners she would ever need.    Phoenix's chances of keeping Maya in his office grew inversely to Maya's body weight.  At a mind-and-couch-bending 3100 pounds Maya needed a rather drastic living situation.  

Phoenix decided that for the time being it was best for Maya to return temporarily to Kurain until better arrangements could be made for her.  Maya was a bit unhappy to be taken far away from the wonderful variety of food the city offered, though the rewards given to her by Jimmy Pocket and Abraham Round lessened the culinary pain.

Maya now sat in the very large lobby of the main Kurain temple, which had been remade into a temporary room for her until the construction of her new room was complete.  Until then she was sat on a plush mattress which would soon have to be replaced;  her mammoth stomach slid off the front of it and was continuing to grow across the floor, which felt cold on the edge of her adipose apron.  A purple robe covered up her breasts and hung down as far over her body as it could, though most of the time her rear poked out the bottom no matter how many times her attendants tugged it down.  

The sleeves clung tightly to her arm fat, which existed in a series of rolls leading up to thick wrists and fat hands, hardly any good for much movement aside from furiously feeding herself.  Although her current state left her absolutely immobile a large HD TV was sat at her front with a limitless supply of Steel Samurai and other hero shows to keep herself occupied, so she hardly complained.

"Well...  it does get a bit boring around here!  Everyone around here is no fun except for Pearls!"  She smiled.  "She loves to sit on my belly and snack with me, it's so cute!"  She laughed as she looked down to where Pearls would sit, which left a little groove in her fat. "I could really use something to spice things up though!  I mean the new Pink Princess: Power of Pudge series doesn't premier until the end of Summer so I'm running low on entertainment."  She pouted.  "I've been thinking of arranging some sort of cookoff here, you know?  A Kurain Kookoff, even!  Maybe I could hire on whoever wins as a chef, and it would bring all sorts of people here!"  She smiled.  "I'm sure even Nick would take that as an excuse to visit, right?"  I'm sure he'll be thrilled to meet the new caretaker I'm hiring... She'll be able to start in a week or so, we just have to finalize a few things with the detention center to get her out here on a work release, and she's been on such good behavior I'm sure she'll make it out."  Maya licked her lips.  "I'll need her around!  This Kurain Kookoff is going to be super big!  And so will I!"  She added with a triumphant smack of her belly.