A colossal, all-encompassing orb of a gut stood in her way, skin was all she saw, no matter how much she tried to peek over. The kitchen lights were off, which meant the intoxicated couple had to clumsily creep along the tile floor without making too much noise. She began to survey the mess in front of her; she seemed to have been far too sloppy the first time around, as there were plenty of scraps left over for seconds.

Or hey, maybe he was just really playing his cards right with the thicc goth girl trend and got lucky with all the followers and fanart coming his way. The only minor setback with this is containment, as even quickly after its creation the disinfected area it existed in was beginning to fill up. As time progressed the cream breached the brownie's surface and delved inward, softening the hard outer layer’s rigidness, leaving more for Chloe to swallow with ease.Her paltry meal cleared her head some, and allowed her to notice the scraps of clothing left on her bloated form - the adventuring uniform that had served who through thick and thin apparently couldn't handle a wearer who was rather thick and not thin, seams had burst in various places, her belt vanished into the wind, and she was flirting with the line of indecency as the crumbs of ale-soaked bread rolled into her gaping maw.

I understand why you didn't want to come downstairs for dinner tonight… Me and Chloe made a lovely Swiss cheese casserole. Pile after pile, pound after pound; a never-ending onslaught left Chloe took each time wanting more. This could be her life: no diet, no sports, no relationships,no societal expectations, no friendships to burn, no parents to disappoint, no body to ruin; she could finally let go and forever be a mindless NEET pig sprawled on her bedroom floor on all fou- 11:57 PMChloe's eyes darted towards the clock.

It's fucking Jay's, Jesus Christ…""I'm sorry…"Zoe said ashamedly, messaging her upper stomach fold to ease the pressure of her cold pepperoni bloat. They've amassed a terrifying army and it's only a matter of time before the werewolves and vampires clash in what promises to be a bloody encounter.

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But he hoped not, because he was starting to become a fan of this ‘new’ Chloe, however fleeting this mood would be. Snorts and belches slipped freely from her face between fleeting moments for air; survival instincts becoming secondary targets to her desire for more gratification. Chloe fumbled and stumbled around the room, haplessly looking for some off-switch to turn everything back to normal. All she could do was moan in pleasure, continuing it herself as her womanhood gushed with her rhythm. Through a mix of genetic gifts and gym grifts, Chloe as an adult possessed platinum blonde, naturally wavy hair, a perky, squat-constructed butt, a rail-thin middle and an ample chest.