This choice: The same obese girl she'd always been • Go Back...Chapter #5The same obese girl she'd always been by: Okaminari   The mirror's reflection failed to show off Leaf in full, the young lady's ponderous girth bordering on an equal width to her below-average height. Messy brown curls framed her soft cheeks and drooping trio of chins, merging cleanly with the thick layer of fat that sat around her neck. Water dripped off her chubby fingers as she shook her hands dry, jiggling her arms, the upper meat as thick around as a Tepig and joining with her fat-swaddled shoulder and sloshing backfold to resemble a meaty wing.
Below the reflection of her neckline, her chest sat covering the sink completely, a deep and dark line of cleavage dividing each ponderous, bra-straining tit and covered in chip crumbs from the previous night's snack binge. In the range of a custom brasserie, her mammoth mammaries lifted her shirt, laden with small fingerprint stains, into an impromptu tank-top that showed off her belly in full. And what a belly it was; Veering down to rest on her knees, Leaf's gut was a testament to indulgence. Jiggling at the softest movement, it split into two rolls around the range of her abyssal navel, flecked with freckles along its blubber surface and pushing a little farther than even her fingers could reach forward. The massive apron dipped at the waist into two grabbable love handles that pushed her arms into a slight angle.
Satisfied with her lackluster cleaning attempt, the girl waddled awkwardly in place to swing her heft around, and trundled out through the bathroom door, hips slamming against the warped doorframe. Her greatest asset was responsible for the breakage of the door and the scuff marks on the hallways- her ass. A mighty shelf of two round, juicy, meteoric blobs of blubber, it swung like a wrecking ball behind the oblivious lardball. Her ineffectual skirt simply laid on the incline of her rump, while her striped panties had been tugged as far as they would go... halfway up her cheeks, leaving most of her crack on display.
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Descending to the first floor, Leaf was huffing and sweating from what she considered an intense workout, chipmunk cheeks flushed. "Mom?" She called, and in a moment her mother was there to help her daughter to a trio of chairs for breakfast. The woman was plump herself, buxom and wide around the middle, but nowhere near her progeny's girth. Formerly a world-class chef in Kalos, she had migrated to Kanto upon news of her pregnancy to focus on child care. The spark for cooking truly obscene levels of greasy and butter-soaked food had never died though, and Leaf was an all-too-willing participant.
"Professor Oak from down the road wanted me to talk to him." Leaf mentioned as she picked up a cluster of sizzling bacon with her bare hand and shoveled it into her maw. "He said something in his call about Pokemon and doing an errand for him?" She paused, thumping her chest for a moment to unleash a table-rattling belch. "I don't really know what he wants, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to check it out. What do you think?"
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