BWOOMPH!
Meetra Surik's gut bulged out with a jiggle as she undid her belt, the jedi exile sighing in relief as she held up her now useless belt. Placing a hand on her large stomach, the blonde leaned back in her seat out of satisfaction, a sight one could see pretty much every day, the exile's belly larger then it was the day before that.
She belted out a loud belch of satisfaction that jiggled her big belly, an announcement that she had just finished a big meal. "That hit the spot. UUUUURP!" Pleasure was evident in her voice, rubbing her dome of a middle with one hand while the other was thrown behind her chair.
She hadn't been at Citadel Station for long, and already she had become Entertainment Module 081 Cantina's favorite customer. It was a real boring name, but the food it had was really good, and the pazaak scene was a nice bonus, it all more then made up for a lousy name, otherwise she wouldn't have so many empty plates on her table. Corellian air cakes, Bantha burgers, buckwheat noodles, cushnip, endwa, Manaan sliders, protatos, and Fried Endorian chicken was what she had on the table, and it was now what was sitting in her gut.
Her situation wasn't quite ideal, there was the looming threat of the Sith and their search for her hanging over her head, so getting fat and lazy wasn't the best idea, but it was one most couldn't blame her for. After spending so many miserable hours on the Peragus Mining Facility, fighting dozens of droids, desperately searching for just a piece of a clue on how to escape, alone for most of it, all she wanted to do at Telos was just relax and enjoy herself, and eating all she wanted was a big part of that.
The prime result of her new lifestyle was a big, jiggly belly that often found itself being stuffed full of food every day. It was round as could be, and incredibly malleable, perhaps even more malleable then The Force, that's what Meetra thought, anyways. The exile's orb was always straining her belt, looking like one wrong move would cause a loud tearing sound as the belt split in half. And this belt was the lucky one (so far), as four other belts had already been destroy by Meetra's plentiful belly blubber.
Her chest had gone up two cup sizes, not even Kreia knew how her bra was still intact. If Meetra was running, a situation she would like to avoid, the orbs of flab would bounce up and down, slapping into her fat tummy and doubling the jiggling of both.
The butt she now had was spilling off the sides of her strained chair, which was how it went with most chairs these days. Each cheeks was big, round , and soft, together they put a visible strain on her pants. Meetra's bubble butt was complimented by a pair of lardy legs, her fat thighs touching as she sat. With how active Jedi were during the war, no one on the hunt for one would ever expect to find one with legs like the brunette's, nor would they expect any other part of her to be so fat.
Meetra's face was round with fat, sporting chipmunk cheeks and a double chin. Even when they weren't covered in crumbs or sauce, you could still tell just from looking att hem that they belonged to a big eater.
In total, the Jedi Exile was 230 pounds of evenly spread fat.
After spending some more time there relaxing and enjoying the feeling of a full stomach, the blonde heaved herself up (with great difficulty and multiple attempts) and started waddling back to her "temporary living arraignments", but with how long the Republic was taking to complete their inquiry into the destruction of the Peragus Mining Facility, the whole reason the Exile's party was given said arrangements, it had started to feel like a permanent home.
Meetra could hear her belly slosh with every bob and bounce it did as she wobbled, gurgles of indigestion sounding from the orb of obesity. Those sounds were often overshadowed by the Jedi's loud burps, some big enough to make her tummy jiggle even more then it already was.
Of course, when you're belting out a lot of huge burps in public, you're not the only one hearing them. She got herself plenty of staring and looks that day, she was mostly used to that now, as this always happened when she was on her way home after pigging out. What she cared more about was the walk back itself, it was murder on her flabby legs to have to lug around for so long this big thing she called her stomach. Thankfully, the nature of Citadel Station meant she didn't have to walk as long as she would anywhere else. Shuttles were often necessary to travel between the many different modules of the station, which meant that all she'd have to do was jiggle from the cantina to the nearest shuttle, take that to the residential module she was staying at, and then jiggle back to home. It still was something she'd pay (with the credits she had gotten from odd jobs here and there) to not do, but she could bear it.
Despite the motion, the shuttle trips were always a welcome break from all this waddling, she could just plant her fat ass in an undersized seat, relax her legs, and massage her tummy as she waited to reach her destination. Today was no different, this time she even had the added bonus of being the only on it right now, which meant she didn't have to settle for just one seat, she could go and use the row of seats as a makeshift bed, one she reclined into with a small, satisfied sigh. Lazily giving her belly a scratch, she would've fallen asleep if the trip was just a little longer, but alas, it wasn't, and she couldn't risk missing her stop, she hadn't gotten THAT lazy, something she knew Atris would ferociously argue otherwise.
When she eventually reached her (officially temporary) home, Meetra announced her return with a great, loud belch as she opened the door. "I'm... BUUUUUUURRRP! I'm back." She said before waddling a few steps to the couch and very ungracefully flopping down on it, big belly sticking up into the air, with her hand placed on the summit of blubber.
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