As she waddled from the kitchen to her couch, Yasha couldn’t help but be pleased with how fat she had gotten. Years of not knowing who she was were at ease.
Gaining weight wasn’t her intention, it was merely a side effect of her newfound appetite. An appetite that had been built up for years.
How could her friends understand that this was freedom to her? As she brought the sandwich to her lips she went over what she saw in the mirror in front of her.
Even when not full of food her cheeks were puffy. When she smiled she could clearly see the adorable double chin she had developed.
Below, her previously modest breasts had likewise grown modestly. They were fun to jiggle and play around with, but not nearly as fun as below them.
A gargantuan, massive gut was the first thing people saw of Yasha, before the black and white hair or the tattoos. Half of her body weight had to be in this thing, and it was perfect to rest things on or jiggle.
Yasha thighs had also seen a bit of weight, giving her an apple styled body. She had seen Beau blush at the sight of her tush when she left the hot tub, and was looking forward to the monk taking a more in depth look soon.
Yasha cooed as she finished her sandwich. Her stomach looked even rounder then before, and she ran her fingers over the pale flesh.
This was all her, and hopefully soon there would be more.
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