William drifted too close to Shoshana as the entrance to the mall shrunk behind them. For this, he was bowled over by one of her thighs. Better give me my space," Shoshana smiled, not in the least bit sorry for her actions. Weighing in at a ton and a half and standing at a significantly taller height from when she first found herself on her soon to be manager's lawn, the Snorlax didn't need to try to send her itty bitty Frog flying away from her bouncing, body while in motion. Her fat jiggled like a lava lamp but each roll had the kick of a cannonball.
William knew this well by now. Barley ten minutes could elapse before she was hip-checking, belly-bumping or ass-crashing into him. Often on purpose, but sometimes because she genuinely forgot he was there. But as dangerous as she was to get close to...the Greninja was too smitten to keep his distance. His wandering red eyes kept focusing around every curve his idol possessed, and she was all too well aware of this. She was in charge, and despite him being her boss, it felt more like being her trained pet.
The only thing he didn't like about his situation was how easy it was to get into the groove of it. As pets go, he was certainly an adored one, with blood rushing up underneath his tongue scarf every time Shoshana called him her lil' Froggie. As soon as he was on the ground he was pushing himself back to his feet, apologizing to the alluring leviathan and skipping to catch up.
Shoshana looked down and gave her manager a wide grin. "I didn't hurt your arm, did I?" She asked, this time sounding much more genuine. It was still bound in a cast, but it was healing quickly. With a shake of his head, she focused her thoughts on two things: food and clothes. Whichever order they came in, it wouldn't matter. The voluptuous world champ began to rub and paw at her stomach. It felt so empty right now, having digested most of the buffet she had cleaned out before she decided to go clothes shopping.
"W-would you like me to go-go get you some food, Shosh?" William asked, feeling comfortable enough around her at this point to refer to her as such. Like a cobra she snatched Steve by his shirt, almost tearing it as she pulled him onto her belly. Beneath him, her black hole of a stomach roared like a force of nature.
"I'm always in the mood for food, Silly Willy," she smiled, a hungry, happy glee in her eyes as she teased her Greninja. She sniffed the air, her gaze drifting over William's shoulder. "Mhmm...they is a hot dog stand nearby. Could you be a dear and run your skinny legs over there? I wanna eat before I get some new clothes."
"Yes, ma'am!" William blurted, sliding off Shoshana's plush belly when she let go of him. Obediently, he bolted to the food vendor. The Snorlax preached down and grabbed the waistband of her spandex shorts; when she yanked on them she felt a rip appear on her left thigh. She let out a curt snort of air from her nose.
"Cheap crap." It wasn't the shorts' fault, though. Women's fashion was increasingly limited the larger you got, as there was only so much stretch spandex or lycra could give. Her shorts were already making a valiant effort at containing her bountiful backside. The car-sized carriage needed shorts or pants measured not with several X's before an L but in square yardage. The only goal of her pants was to cover enough to keep her decent.
And this pair was just barely doing that, though they were honestly trying. It's just that reaching from the top of her butt cleavage around and down along the bottom curve of her cheeks took everything they had. The bottom of her shorts disappeared into the fold where butt met leg, squeezing to make the fat of her thighs pop.
She needed a whole new wardrobe, having outgrown almost everything she owned. But that was just a convenient excuse for her desire for more. And really, wasn't wanting something enough to justify taking it? When she stopped her musings, William was by her side, holding two trays loaded down with chili dogs and fries. He knew better than to ask if she was still hungry, instead just holding them out to her.
"More," she commanded, even before one dog had disappeared into her mouth. Of course, all the food was gone by the time William came back with two more trays. It all felt so good. To feel herself transforming, becoming fatter and bigger and hungrier...
"That's...that that's all they had," William announced worryingly, holding out one minuscule tray in front of him. Shoshana took it, dumped all the food into her mouth at once, and swallowed. "Yo...you're still hungry, aren't you?"
"Yeah," Shoshana belched, rubbing the sides of her belly. Her eyes were half-closed, a lazy smile lighting up her face. After coming down from her high, It only diminished slightly when she noticed her how despondent her Greninja was. "Aww, don't beat yourself up, Willy. It's not your fault they ran out of food..."
William perked up at that, just in time for Shoshana to grab him again and shove him right into her belly. "Hehe...go on, give it a feel. See how big it is...?"
"There...uh, there's nothing else like it," William said, turning his head so he didn't get a face full of the belly. He pawed fat fistfuls of her flesh, horny as all hell despite the manhandling the Snorlax was giving him. She dragged him on top of the great sphere like it was a mattress for him to stretch on. "Uh...should I keep rubbing?"
Shoshana said nothing but conveyed affirmation through a wink and a smile. She walked to the plus-sized Polemon fashion boutique in the mall, savoring her feast up until this point but acutely aware of how everyone around her was staring at her. "Welcome!" a perky, 500 lb Delphox women greeted the Snorlax. She must have noticed the Greninja perched atop her tummy, but she ignored him. "Are you here to check out our new designer line? Just got it yesterday."
"Oh, that sounds fun!" The alluring leviathan was led by the Delphox to a set of dressing rooms near the back. Catering to the largest of the large meant there wasn't much floor space for anything except private rooms to try on and model clothes.
"Go ahead and get comfortable and I'll find some outfits for you to try. Is there anything, in particular, you'd like?"
"Anything form-fitting," Shoshana replied, sashaying her ass subconsciously for emphasis.
"If I was your size I would too," the clerk smiled. "I've got some ideas. Be right back."
"Oh, and make sure they're brightly colored. I'm not trying to blend in or anything." Shoshana squeezed her way into the dressing room. It was just large enough for her to turn around, looking herself all over in the ring of mirrors that ran on every wall. She noticed William sneaking behind her and instinctively backed up, pinning him in place. "And where do you think you're going, Silly Willy?"
The Greninja hasped as he suddenly found hundreds and hundreds of pounds worth of butt flesh pressed upon his body. "I-it's just that...this is the women's dressing room..."
"Now that's just a silly opinion your having~" The Snorlax smiled with a wink. While your there, though, my booty needs some attention. Could I trouble you for a massage?" He had no choice but to obey, and he was starting to get uncomfortable turned on again when the clerk returned pushing a cart filled with tent-sized garments. Shoshana let her Willy free and began peeling the skin-tight spandex off of herself. The frog was getting a strip show, complete with multiple mirrors so he couldn't look away. The clerk handed her the first piece, a bright blue tank top.
"Aww, you're boyfriend is so cute! Wish my boyfriend was half as appreciative." the clerk commentated.
"Boyfriend?" Shoshana tilted her head. She looked down at her manager, beyond flustered and embarrassed, and was waiting for his client to correct the statement. He shrunk his face underneath his tongue scarf and bit into it hard. "...Thanks, I guess he is a little dreamboat, isn't he? I only had to convince him to be my client to go out with me on a date."
William let out a series of coughs and hacks as he choked on his saliva. He swallowed on reflex from the shock and it went down the wrong tube. Shoshana gave her lil' Froggie a cool look, giggling a little from the show. "What did you think this was, a typical manager/client excursion?"
Shoshana left the dressing room wearing a pink fluorescent tube top and a pair of hot pink leggings with the word 'Eat' printed three times on each butt cheek, giving the impression of a chant. William followed behind her, pushing two carts of more clothing that put a definite strain on his limited muscular prowess. Not that he would complain. He was the boyfriend of Shoshana Glassfall. He had no reason to not be happy.
Once rung up Shoshana walked out of the boutique, looking back to make sure Willy was keeping up with her and managing all the bags of clothing. "Hey..." she stopped to give the Greninja some help with the many articles of clothing he was carrying. "Sorry about...everything. I guess I kinda got so rapt in going on a date with you that...I forgot to tell you it was one. So...can we pretend that you brought all these clothes for me from home and we just got here at the mall? So we can go on a...real date?"
William…
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