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You wake up one day to find yourself the lover of a gluttonous, fat Renamon...
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Chapter #5

To keep feeding her

    by: Walson Author IconMail Icon
"Come on baby, keep on feeding your widdle lemoncake" Renamon said in a seductive tone. Apparently she was "lemoncake" so you continued feeding her the baked goods and other eatables in the room. Renamon moaned as you stuffed her fat face, the yellow digimon becoming even more aroused as she grew from under her clothes.

It had been several hours of constant feeding untill you had to stop, not because Renamon wanted you to, but because you ran out of food to feed her. Still, Renamon was quite satisfied by the stuffing as you can tell by the smile on her face and her constant moans. If you thought Renamon was fat before, now she was incredibly obease with a capital O.

Lying there on her back she looked like a big yellow beached whale. From what you could tell, her blue jeans were stretched to the limit while her legs were spread apart to acomidate for her fatter legs to the point where several of the seams on the side have popped open. Her expansive rear stretched to each side, and in it's slightly compressed state, stretched to each end of the large bed. Her white belly stretched three and a half feet upward and oozed to the sides with several love handels. The broken heart T-shirt was stretched by Renamon's beachball sized boobs to the point where the shirt looked more like a tank top and exposed the gigantic belly. Even the neck hole of the shirt was stretched so far that it exposed her very plentiful cleavage. The arms of the shirt have rolled upwards by her arms, that were now a foot in dimeter by the flab. Her gloves were ripping slightly to contain both her fat arms and bloated paws. Her fat neck formed another chin as it was about to consume her fat face, even her cheeks looked like they had grapefruits stuffed in them.

Renamon then looked at you once more and said "please baby, would you...

You have the following choices:

1. Wana have some fun?"

2. Help me up?"

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