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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Fanfiction · #1998770
Follow the girls of Higurashi as something strange and new affects their world...
This choice: Satoko barges in! And looks totally unfazed at Rika's surprise bulk!  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

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"Oooh, Rika-chaaaaaan! Satoko's made a wonderful breakfast for yoooou~" Satoko cried as she entered the room unceremoniously, clad in her green dress with black tights and looking rather cheery. The startled blunette tries to cover up her enormous figure but fails miserably, the blanket left on top of the bed far too small for her hefty body now. Rika's best friend, however, doesn't seem to pay any mind to what happened to her, almost making it seem completely normal besides the fact that Rika had grown fat enough to outweigh most adults. "How are you doing? You felt pretty bad last night!"

The obese girl shook her head a little, trying to remember the events from the night before. All she can remember is her stomach cramping up with something before Satoko gave her a glass of water and a bit of medicine...it made her feel quite a bit better afterwards. That can't have been the trigger for this sudden ballooning, could it? She blinked. Satoko wouldn't do such a thing, she loved her too much after they saved her from her uncle. Nodding at Satoko's statement, she gives a faint smile, nodding. "That's right, nipah~ Satoko-chan gave me some medicine last night that made me feel all better. But...don't you think I should go easy on breakfast this morning, mii?"

Patting her swollen belly as it rests heavily upon her now-thunderous thighs, she motioned to it a bit more eagerly, trying to get Satoko's attention that she clearly didn't need a meal right then! Her gut, however, was clear to disagree, sliding in a deep, lingering growl that caused her flesh to quiver and jiggle on top of her lap. A crimson blush crept across her cheeks as Satoko grinned, the blond girl beginning to squish, knead and pat the rolls understandingly. "I know it's been rough, Rika-chan, but Satoko can keep you fed and healthy! It's definitely hard to keep your appetite under wrap, it always has been. Now c'mon, let's get you out of bed and into the kitchen..."

Satoko's small hands grasped Rika's pudgy ones as the blonde tugged with all of her might, grunting underneath the mighty weight of the newly fattened Rika. With Satoko's slim frame, hauling her out of the bed was a much easier task said than done, but they managed to after about 10 minutes of hard effort. The feeling of her bulk falling heavily around her was new, almost unnerving; yet, she felt a tingle up her spine that caused a rather delightful shiver to grace her chunky figure. Blushing darkly, and not just at the fact that her night dress was skintight over her obese form, she nodded at Satoko as her belly let out another pitiful, deep rumble. "I-I guess breakfast wouldn't hurt..."

She hardly noticed the wide grin on Satoko's face as the Hojo girl patted her swollen bottom, leading her into the Furude house's kitchen.

You have the following choices:

1. There is a MASSIVE feast laid out for her...

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2. Breakfast seems normal, though Satoko is a little clingy...

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