The digital diva stared at the reflection of herself in the mirror, nibbling on her lower lip and trying hard not to squirm in place. She had her traditional outfit on, thigh-high black boots, matching skirt and detached computerized sleeves, with a turquoise tie over a gray sleeveless and untucked dress shirt. That wasn't the problem though. She ran a hand nervously through one of her floor-sweeping twintails, eyes wide as she looked upon herself and the scale below her.
It read 180 pounds. And on her frame, she could see it clear as day. The buttons were straining on her top, attempting to contain a bloated potbelly and swollen chest, while her skirt was havin a difficult time covering her plush rump and thicker thighs. Even her face had visible changes, her cheeks a bit fuller and her jawline softened up by fat. She was chubby, rather cutely so, but the question on her mind was not of why, but how.
'Ive gained at least twenty pounds since my last concert...and ten more pounds before that. I haven't changed my eating habits or anything really drastic...have I?' Miku thought to herself.
Unbeknownst to her, someone looked upon her plumpened backside with an evil glint in her eyes before sliding back into the shadows. she chuckled darkly as she headed back towards the kitchen, her scheme going smoothly. As she stepped into the light, her face was revealed as...
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