"Huff... Huff..."
Brianna was panting and she had no idea why. All she was doing was practicing her strikes in the Ebon Hawk's cargo hold, it was far from the most demanding thing she had ever done, yet she gasped for air, her limbs ached, redness formed on her face, sweat was on brow, and she craved water. She'd have assumed she had gotten sick, but she felt fine until just now. She felt like had never done a serious workout in her entire life, the only proof that she had was the memories in her mind and her muscles.
Brianna was hunched over as she tried to catch her breath, hands holding her thighs for support. Her eyes wandered down, and that was when she saw it, a large, round, white orb that was part of her torso, heaving in and out with every breath. It was a big, soft belly.
"Huh? Wha-When did I get like this?" It all clicked in her mind when she got a good look at her gut, all the weight she had gained was now visible to her.
Brianna's belly was like a big snowball, looking fit to be a snowman's head with it's girth and softness. Her breasts has gotten larger as well, making the bra she spared in a tighter fit, as had her ass, which did to her underwear what her breasts did to her bra. Her legs had lost the tone all the hours of exercise had earned, now being soft and flabby, on top of being much weaker then before. Her face, the face she inherited from her mother, was still the spitting image of her, just now if she had fuller cheeks and the start of a double chin.
The Handmaiden now weighed 188 pounds, with none of that in muscle. She examined how chunky her body was now with the same level of focus she would a lightsaber, feeling up every inch of her body in hopes of finding some remaining trace of muscles, but ultimately felt nothing but adipose. When she looked down at her stomach and ran a hand over it, she found it was the softest part of her, as soft as the snowball it looked like. She couldn't help but frown.
Her belt was digging deep into her tummy, turning into a double belly. Come to think of it, it had been getting harder to put it on, but she simply brushed it off at the time. As much as she hate to, she'd have to get a good look at her belly, she needed to know exactly how bad the damage was. Resigned to this, she grabbed both halves of her belt buckle and undid it.
BOOOMPH!
Brianna sighed in relief as her belly bulged out, a pleased smile on her face before she was filled with shame that she actually felt pleasure from that. She scowled lightly at her belly and then gave it a good shake to see how jiggly it was, dismayed to find out that the answer was: very jiggly. If she had any hope that maybe there was some muscle hidden underneath all that adipose, it vanished at the sight of her tummy jiggling and jostling like mad as it bounced up and down.
"Ugh! What would Atris say?"
She didn't have to think to know what Atris would say. She'd poke her as deeply in her belly as she could, while going on a short but harsh lecture on why it's important that she, as one of her handmaidens, stay as fit as possible, then tell her to weigh herself, before putting on a strict diet and double (if not triple) her exercise regime. Brianna wasn't sure why, but that thought filled her more with anger, then it did shame.
Not wanting to look at her stomach anymore, the Handmaiden grabbed the sides of her belt buckle and tried to clip it together, something that proved to be a challenge as hard as some workout sessions.
"Gh! Come on!"
She grunted as she tried to clip it together, but her chubby gut was acting as a flabby barrier separating the two halves like it was force pushing them apart. She sucked in her stomach as hard as she could, but there was still a lot of flab left.
Her face turned red as she kept up this struggle for what felt like far too long, her belly folding and squishing as she tried to force the two ends to meet, wishing she could use the Force to clip it together. Grunting and huffing, she had to take a break to catch her breath, belly flopping back.
"Hah... Hah..."
She glared daggers at her belly, the collection of adipose moving in and out with every heavy breath the handmaiden made, both halves of the buckle sitting uselessly in her hands. She gripped them even tighter.
"This is going on, whether you like it or not!"
She charged them as her stomach as hard as she could, sucking her gut in as hard as she could. She felt the strain in her arms begging to give up and just let it out, but she couldn't allow that. She was NOT going to walk around with a fat belly hanging out, especially not where Atton could see it... Maybe she'd be okay with the Exile seeing it, but only if they were alone.
When the two ends finally met with a click, Brianna immediately let her hands fall as she released her belly, it bulged out but luckily her belt held intact. She groaned in relief and then looked down at the prison she had successfully placed her stomach in.
"Phew... There we go..."
Glad that was over, she reached over to a container and pulled out a big chocolate bar, taking a bite out of it. "Now I need to figure out why I've become so out of shape." It was only a second after that did she realize what she was holding in her hand. "Oh!" She frowned.
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