She fell back with a yawn, passing out as the food takes over. It digests as she dreams. She forgot that eating before sleep gave her some odd dreams, but this was different. She appeared in her dream in a dark dungeon chamber and she swore she was in a massive pillow up to her neck. This mass was her, covered in fat.
Gardevoir could barely see passed her massive breasts, but if she did she would see a blobby belly snorlaxes could use as a bed while machamps lose bets trying to lift it. Her backside looked almost the same, but it was true for each separate cheek. Her head was slightly sunken into her body like it was quicksand, but she could at least see upward.
Doing this, the psychic type could see slowly falling, almost floating, fruits from above. Each one was falling near her head, which does let her chomp into the first couple fruits with ease. She loved this. She didn't have to move, she can eat without work, and her fat was so soft. She wanted to be this big if not bigger! She continued eating until something woke her up.
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