Even though he was far stronger, Pein would still suffer greatly if he got on Konan's bad side. So, forcing a reassuring smile on his face, Pein said, "You're not fat, Konan. You're just a little overworked, that's all. Take a break. I'll have Hidan and Kakuzu go and fetch the next tailed beast..."
From within the living room, a voice exclaimed, "I HEARD THAT, YOU DAMN FUCKIN' LEADER!" Sighing, Pein gave Konan a small kiss on the forehead and headed back to the couch. However, his mind began to fill with sexy erotic images of Konan with a huge fat body. He could practically feel the delicious folds of sweaty flesh inbetween his fingers.
Once he took his seat and continued watching the TV, Pein could barely contain himself. 'I must make Konan fat!' he told himself, 'But...but how?' Sighing, he began thinking up a plan...
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