Tsunade, but not the slim yet busty woman Sakura was expecting. The blonde Hokage was currently tipping back an extra large bowl of ramen, Tsunade's thick gulps echoing through the room. But it wasn't the fact that Tsunade was eating that had caused Sakura freeze in surprise, rather it was the utterly gargantuan belly attached to the Hokage that stopped the fat young kunoichi.
In fact, the entirety of Tsunade's body was covered in pale, jiggly fat. Tsunade was so wide that she was wedged into her chair, the armrests digging into her flabby sides while her belly was resting on top of the desk, papers and scrolls pushed aside by its wobbling girth.
Lowering the bowl, Tsunade wiped her mouth with a pudgy hand and let loose a window rattling belch. "Ahh, now that hit the spot." Tsunade said, patting her belly. Tsunade looked up at Sakura, who was still standing in the doorway with her jaw dropped. "In or out brat! Either way, close the door!" Tsunade barked, causing Sakura to jump in surprise. Hurriedly, Sakura entered the office and closed the door, her fat body wobbling as she waddled further into the office.
"L-Lady Tsunade! What happened to you! Y-You got fat!" Sakura shouted.
Sakura winced when Tsunade cocked an elegant eyebrow as she made a show of looking Sakura up and down, shoving an egg roll into her mouth. "Weeeell," Tsunade drawled, swallowing her roll, "you aren't exactly looking like a celery stalk yourself, Tubbo." Tsunade smirked. "In fact, I'd say that you are getting downright fat." Tsunade punctuated herself with a slap to her belly, another deep belch echoing from her gullet.
Sakura sighed, a hint of melancholy in her voice. "I know, Lady Tsunade. But I just don't know what to do! I'll never be as strong as Naruto or Sasuke, so I just gave up." Sakura grabbed her oversized belly and gave it a shake. "Now I'm the fattest kunoichi in my year!"
"Third fattest." Tsunade interrupted, slurping up a bowl of udon.
"What?"
"I said third fattest. Pay attention brat." Tsunade growled, grabbing some dumplings and forcing them into her mouth. "Ino and Hinata. Ino was in here yesterday, about 50 pounds heavier than you are right now. And I haven't seen Hinata yet, but I heard that she's gotten so fat that she can't fit through normal doorways anymore." Tsunade burped and rubbed her belly. "In fact, I'm pretty sure that the Hyuuga Mansion is installing double-wide doorways just so she can waddle through the place without needing to be pushed through every doorway."
Sakura blinked in surprise, shocked that both of her old classmates had gotten even fatter than her without her noticing. Another bassy burp from Tsunade back to her overfed Hokage. "Wait, I got off track. Lady Tsunade, why did you get so fat?!"
Tsunade paused in her gorging, sauce and crumbs covering her plump lips and puffy cheeks. "Because I love food." Tsunade shrugged. "I love the feeling of being so stuffed that I can't move." Tsunade waved Sakura to come closer.
Hesitantly, Sakura complied. Tsunade licked her lips as Sakura moved closer. "Lift your shirt so I can see your belly, fatso."
"You're fatter than I am." Sakura mumbled as she lifted her shirt, exposing her jiggly belly to Tsunade. Sakura gasped as Tsunade started to grope, squeeze and shake her belly and finger her belly button. "L-Lady Tsunade! What are you doing!?!"
"Checking your potential. You've definitely got what it takes to be a Grade-A fatty. You'll be even better than Hinata and Ino. So this is what we'll do. You become my apprentice and I'll fatten you up until you're the fattest kunoichi in the Village. In return, I'll teach you everything I know, both as a shinobi and a gainer. What do you say?"
Sakura stared at Tsunade and rubbed her rumbling belly. After several minutes, Sakura looked Tsunade in the eye and said...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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