There he was, the object of her desires, Ichika. The one who showed her kindness constantly despite her corpulent figure. Her mind couldn't react fast enough to resort back to her haughty personality so all she was able to do is greet him normally.
"G-Good morning Ichika." she muttered, feeling the embarrassment of her current seating situation sit in. She continued to struggle for a bit to find a 'sweet spot' where her body won't be so constricted. The young man gave her another smile as he took a seat right next to her. Ichika would often have these small chats with her, cementing her fledgling feelings for him.
"Man, that homework last night was pretty rough. I do appreciate you helping me out from time to time." said Ichika. They continued on with some small talk, Cecilia not able to fully appreciate due to her fluffy gut still pressing against the desk and her thighs continuing to 'overflow' from the chair she sat her plush rear on.
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Class had come and passed as now, the blonde haired heiress was sitting alone in the dining hall, Since her chat with Ichika amounted to her barely being able to respond properly to him, she was currently stuffing her face to forget how awkward she was. As IS Academy was one of the most prestigious schools in the world, it was no surprise that they would offer world class food in a buffet style. So as Cecilia tried to literally eat her feelings, she did so by loading up plate after plate of any type of cuisine she could get her hands on. After finishing up a marbled steak drowned in mashed potatoes and gravy, she went onto her desert consisting of a good number of cheesecake slices drowned in whipped cream and strawberries. Busy with stuffing her face with the sweet dish, she failed to hear the whispers and murmurs of the other girls in the room. Most were unkind words, though there were a few caring thoughts thrown in there as Cecilia looked to be in a position to hurt herself with her eating. By now, she had long been able to ignore such words from the other girls. The only words that she cared for came straight from Ichika's and he never judged her for her habits.
'Quite a delicious lunch as usual. I only hope dinner will be as good!' she thought to herself, having finished the creamy sweet desert. Leaning back into her chair, she began to rub her stuffed gut, feeling rigid instead of its normal soft state. The rich girl felt quite drowsy after such a meal, feeling the crave to take a nice nap overtaking her. Before she could decide to go into a slumber, someone had approached her.
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