(Chapter carried over from Steven Universe slob/wg/gts)
Rose Quartz was always fascinated by the humans and their way of life. The way they ran about with their busy schedules, stopping at fast food resturaunts as they darted around Beach City. She was even more fascinated by their slow shapeshifting. Her dear husband, Greg, had grown slightly larger around the midsection since she first met Mr. Universe. She noted that over time, her love for him increased along with his weight, so perhaps size in human culture is equated with love?
It was a cool spring afternoon as Greg and Rose sat contentedly on a towel on the beach. Greg was enjoying his favorite snack, a hot dog, while snuggling up with his much larger wife.
"Why do you enjoy hot dogs, Greg?" Rose inquired. Greg was caught off guard for a moment before responding.
"Well, uh, I guess I'm not sure. They're convenient and tasty I guess."
"And do they make you larger?" Greg blushed at the question. Was he getting fat? He decided to not to worry too much about the implications of the question.
"I suppose I have gained a little bit of weight, yeah." Rose smiled and hugged her lover tighter.
"That's good to know, thank you, Greg." Rose held her husband and began to imagine all the ways she could make him love her more.
---
The hot summer sun bore down on Greg as he made the finishing touches on the mayor's truck. The vehicle glittered in the sun as the water began to dry. It had been a month since Greg saw Rose. She told him that she had an important mission with the Crystal Gems to fulfill, but Greg was worried and missed his wife. After the mayor came and picked up his truck, Greg went to his office and noticed a note.
"Dearest Greg,
Come to the temple, I have a surprise for you.
Your loving wife,
Rose"
Greg blushed as he imagined what the surprise could be. He closed the car wash early and rushed to the temple to see his wife. He climbed the steps and noted a very... distinct... odor coming from inside the house.
Greg was positively shocked as he stepped inside. Rose Quartz sat naked on the couch, easily three times as big as she was when Greg had last seen her. She had always been large, but she now stood a foot taller than before and was substantially wider. Her stomach was segmented into numerous folds while her enormous ass took up most of the couch. The summer heat caused her body to glisten with sweat. Clutched in her hand was a hot dog, and next to her was a pile of the things. Greg blushed deeply at the sight of his wife.
"Mr. Universe, come to me and see what your surprise is."
Copyright 2000 - 2025 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.16 seconds at 10:22pm on Feb 21, 2025 via server WEBX2.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
