Birdie’s Bird - Street Fighter WG/Slob

Originally made by me on 06 ‎May ‎2017.

Kanzuki Estate was a very beautiful place in Japan, littered with trees that were filled with cherry blossom, lush looking rivers that glimmered in the sun’s reflection and gorgeous looking landscapes. It clearly showed off what sort of wealth and success the Kanzuki family had achieved over the years.

“Oi! Get me another dish of this chicken! I’m wasting ‘ere!”

But in the middle of its vast beauty, there was this hulking brute called Birdie. A strong muscle, but yet overweight punk rocker who clearly didn’t know the first thing about manners, who was sitting out in the open; with a wide table that was holding several cans of beer and a large plate of several pieces of meat.

As it was right on cue, a maid came over his table carrying a large plate with greasy looking drumsticks, quickly taking away his empty stained plate and exchanging it with the new pile. The savoury odour of the chicken meat made him hungrier, as he sat there patiently until it was placed on his table.

“That’s more like it!” He didn’t wait for the maid to leave and grabbed the closest drumstick from the plate to his face and began munching away loudly.

As the maid simply walked away with disgust and re-entered the building, Karin Kanzuki walked out in her place as she heard the brash call from inside; sporting her traditional clothing. When Karin hired Birdie to her ‘retainer’, she was impressed by his fighting skills and abilities despite his size; but she even found it unbearable at times when it came to his habits and needs.

“What on earth is happening out here?” Karin asked, making Birdie suddenly cough from her sudden appearance.

“Oh, um, nothing Miss, I was kinda hungry and… Umm…” Birdie quickly responded before mumbling his words.

Karin simply shook her head and just gave Birdie a little warning for making crazy outbursts like that. As she was about to head back inside she was suddenly stopped.

“Oi, Miss!”

Karin stopped in her tracks and turned her attention to him, “What’s wrong now?”

“It’s nothin’, Miss, but I was wonderin’ if you wanna sit down with me and chat for a bit.” Birdie suggested, scratching his hairy chest with his greasy fingertips.

“Really? Well, that’s a first coming from you.” Karin replied. “Very well but afterwards I expect another round of exercising with you assisting of course.”

“Whatever you say, Miss,” Birdie groaned. So many times, throughout the day this chick wanted to throw down. Especially during meal time.

Pulling out another chair for the table, Karin sat beside Birdie who was still wolfing down the drumsticks that still remained. Karin sat there in silence for a bit, closely inspecting Birdie’s appearance, it was painfully obvious that he had to squeeze himself into those clothes he wore. Along with that out-of-style hairdo. Neither the less, she didn’t want to be rude and was about to strike up a conversation until-

“Say, Miss, you care for a swig?” Birdie asked, offering her a can of beer.

Karin’s eyes immediately looked at the can that Birdie was holding, the alcoholic beverage the British punk loved to drink; even during spars and fights. Despite the wealth and luxurious life Karin lived, she had never actually drunk beer. Sure, when she reached the appropriate age she’s enjoyed her few shares of wines and champagnes; but never had she tried the stuff.

Intrigued by Birdie’s offer, Karin took the can away from Birdie’s greasy hand and had a small sip from the popped lid. “Ugh, it tastes rather eerie,” Karin stated, gagging a bit.

Birdie chuckled from her reaction, “Eerie?” Taken a huge bite out from another drumstick in his hand, “Don’t tell me a strong gal like you never drunk beer before, Miss?”

“I have you know I have enjoyed my shares of wine and- “

“Wine? That’s child’s play, Miss.”

Feeling a bit insulted by Birdie’s remarks, Karin brought the can back to her mouth and gulps the whole liquid down. She emptied the can and slammed it on the table; shaking the chicken bones a bit.

“How’s that for child’s -URP-!” said Karin with pride before suddenly interrupted by a small belch. “Pardon me, that was unexpected.”

“Nothing to it, Miss, besides it’s us here only anyway.”

“I suppose you’re right about that.”

Nevertheless, Birdie let out a small laugh from Karin’s response and finished devouring the last remaining drumstick on his plate. Soon afterwards the two chatted for a while, Karin learning a little more about her bodyguard’s time at Shadaloo during his days of employment. She actually found Birdie to be an interesting individual, besides his gluttony and mannerisms.

However, it wasn’t long until Karin challenged Birdie to another sparring session after their little chit-chat was over; making the large brit groan as he knew he’ll be thrown the own onto the floor.

BLAM!

“Thanks a lot, my kind sir, same time again for tomorrow?” Karin asked,

Birdie tried to answer back but he could only mumble a few words out. “OHOHOHOHOH!” Karin laughed in her trademark noblewoman way.

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THE NEXT DAY…

Karin was walking down the hallway, her body sweating quite a bit from another fighting session, this time sparring with two members of the Kanzuki Family Ninja Army when she heard a loud belch; that came from one of the guest rooms. Rolling her eyes in disbelief, she knew exactly who was causing that disturbance.

She marched up to the door and opened it to reveal Birdie lounging in his bed, surrounded by more of his beer cans and what seemed to be several uneaten meals.

“Birdie, what are you up too now?” Karin asked, her voice sounding a bit furious. “I haven’t seen you all day and I find you here like this.”

“Sorry -HIC- I think I had too much to drink last night,” Birdie replied, as he sluggishly lifted himself up.

“And what the heck were you- “

“Wanna join in again, like yesterday, Miss?” Birdie quickly asked. “Relax for a bit if you like, we can have another one of them fights you like so much.”

Karin paused and pondered on that suggestion of his, she had finished doing a sparring session with the Ninja Clan and she could use a little break before doing another one. Closing the door behind her, Karin sat down beside Birdie and grabbed a can of beer to drink.

“Right, you win this round but we’ll see later on,” Karin answered.

“Pfft, we’ll see,” Birdie smirked, grabbing another can to drink.

Unlike yesterday, Karin wasn’t put off by the taste of the alcoholic beverage; but still had an off-putting taste towards it.

“I know how to help you with that,” Birdie said, bending down and grabbing a plate that was filled with doughnuts. “Truth me, beer tastes good with food.”

Taking his advice, Karin grabbed one of the ring doughnuts and chewed into it before sipping more beer into her mouth. The flavour explosion hits hard with surprise; Karin’s taste buds could only cheer despite earlier protests. Never in her wildest dreams would she have considered this to be such a delicious combination.

“This is… This is simply divine!” Karin declared joyfully.

“And that’s only with doughnuts, you -URRP- should ought to try with meat next.” Birdie burped, after consuming a large hotdog into his mouth.

It wasn’t long until Karin was enjoying eating along with Birdie in his room, sure he was a messy fellow but he knew how to enjoy a good meal. Karin decided to let his laziness slide for now.

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A WEEK LATER….

“That hit the spot!” Karin announced after drinking her fifth can.

Over the course of the week, Karin had grown to find Birdie less of a punching bag of a training partner and more of a misguided man with interesting tastes of food. Anytime she was free, she would accompany Birdie with whatever activity he may be doing. The two were currently lounging about in Birdie’s room watching the T.V that hanged on the wall.

“Yeah, tell -UURRPP- me about it,” Birdie replied.

While Birdie’s room remained the same as before, still in a complete mess. There were some changes to Karin since joining Birdie’s downtime. What was originally time meant for training soon became time meant for eating and drinking, and the exercise sessions themselves grew shorter gradually; it showed.

The once slim and athletic heiress of the Kanzuki had put on a ‘few’ pounds. Weighing over two hundred pounds and it showed, for example, Karin's formerly pert posterior was now heavier, making her black yoga pants tight around her. Meanwhile, her belly had moved beyond pot belly territory and was now a full-fledged gut; lifting her jacket up as it poked out. Her cheeks were as round as dumplings and she had a second chin growing under her first.

Plus, with the constant eating and the occasional times she wanted to train, she herself was in a similar messy state like Birdie’s room; covered in stains, crumbs and damp sweat spots. She would sweat profusely into her dress after a little sparring session; stopping every few moments to catch her breath.

“I should really get myself out of these dirty clothes,” Karin stated, trying to wipe some mustard off her sleeves.

“Why bother, Miss?” Birdie asked, grabbing some beef jerky near him. “Ya know only gonna get messy again.”

“I suppose you’re right, I can always clean up later this evening, after of course another sparring session.”

Birdie laughed at Karin’s suggestion and lazily got himself up from the floor. “Alright, let’s get to -URRP- to get them!”

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ANOTHER WEEK LATER…

“Oi! Where’s the -URP- grub?!” Birdie shouted as he marched along the hallways.

“Same here, I’m -FFRRPP- hungry too!” Karin joined in, blasting out a massive fart.

“Hah! Good one, Miss!”

“Why thank you, but please, call me Karin.”

The bond between the two continued to grow and it showed, along with more changes as well. Karin became more interested in drinking, eating whatever meals Birdie had and junk food than she was in lifting weights or performing crunches.

Some days, becoming most days, she managed to convince herself that she could use a day-long break, instead of doing her regular fighting routine. It didn’t help with Birdie encouraging that same proposal. Soon she found herself sitting around with the brit punk, eating and drinking so that she could 'let her muscles relax, to avoid overworking them'; as her typical excuse gone. She didn’t bother changing her clothes now, making many of the staff around wonder what exactly was going inside her head to do such a thing. Her once clean and proper appearance was a now a filthy state; where her ill-fitted clothes had more splotches and stains than before.

It didn’t help that she had also gotten bigger. Now over three hundred pounds, she was looking more like a female sumo wrestler with a large belly, watermelon-sized breasts and larger rump. Her jacket and shirt couldn’t contain her expand form anymore, now opened to reveal her huge breasts that overflowed her tiny bra and hefty belly that drooped down over her ripped yoga pants. Her mini-skirt had broken off long ago; Birdie said she looked better without it. He had a better look at her jiggling ass.

She was starting to sweat and belch quite a bit more. She thought if Birdie farted and belched every now and again, why couldn’t she? The Kanzukis was known to never be pressured into things that made them feel shallow. The two arrived at the kitchen to find the staff was preparing their food as quickly as possible.

“That will do, leave us,” Karin said to them, as the kitchen staff bowed and exited the room; leaving only her and Birdie inside. “Shall we?”

“I thought you never ask,” Birdie grinned, his mouth already salivating at the sight of the cakes.

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A FEW WEEKS LATER…

“Hehehe… -HIC- Divine~”

Surrounded by twenty cans of beer, Karin was rolling around on the floor in a giggling messy state. Exceeding her previous weight, she now weighed over six hundred pounds. Karin didn't put much effort into training anymore, any attempts to throw a punch or kick, she’ll get winded easily. Instead, she just stuffed her face day in and day out.

“Huh…?” Birdie mumbled, waking up from his sleep as he lifted himself off his bed. “You say something?” Birdie looked down and saw Karin jiggling wildly on the floor in her drunken stupor state.

“You ‘avin fun there?”

Her frizzy blonde hair acted like a pillow for the obese heiress, her chubby three chinned face that was damp with amber liquid from the beers she had consumed; along with various smears. Her red jacket remained on top, as her shirt and bra had ripped along, as Karin still refused to change clothes or even bathe. As the once bright red was slowly fading away from the colouring sauce and beverages that dripped over her.

Her belly was even larger and travelled further down from her waist, now far past the kneecaps of her thick thighs.

“So tighty… Need some -FFRRPPT- helps,” Karin groaned as she tried to move flabby arms under to pull her pants down but she couldn’t.

“No worries, I’ll fix dat!” Birdie said back.

He bent down and grabbed Karin’s ripped pants in his thick hands. Using his strength from his muscular arms, he easily ripped them off with no problem, leaving Karin somewhat nude down below.

“Mm-my -UUURRP- hero~” Karin cheerfully slurred.

Birdie sheepishly smiled at her words before noticing he saw something looking wet by her yellowish panties. Seeing Karin wouldn’t be able to know what exactly he was doing down there, he lifted her massive belly upwards and peeled the damp fabric away in his filthy hands; revealing Karin’s fat wet cunt.

Since Birdie had been living here in the Kanzuki household, he hadn’t had a good opportunity to let off some steam, it didn’t help with the sexual tension him and Karin have been sharing since her growing development. He had to admit, the Karin from before didn’t really have any appeal to his tastes in women, but seeing her like this was so tempting that he couldn’t care less what could happen to him next. His hands went to his torn jeans, first pulling his zipper down and pulling his them down along with his boxers; his large cock and balls popping out from its cage.

“Say, Karin, you alright to ‘ave a shag?” He stupidly asked as he jerked his cock in his hand.

“Shaaaaaag…? What’s -HIC- that?” Karin asked, her mind still drifting around aimlessly.

“Trust me luv, you luv it!”

Not bothering to wait for an answer from her, Birdie lifted the slobby blonde off from the floor, tossing her onto his bed for a better position. There he started to snuggle up to her body, before lifting her belly up again to thrust his hard cock into Karin's awaiting pussy. From the thrust alone, he could hear Karin burp and moan from the pleasure and touch.

"Ooooooooh my!" Karin yelled in surprise. "K-Keep going! Ooooh! Yes!" she moaned out so loudly, her flab jiggling more with each thrust. In fact, she seemed to start burp a lot more frequently every time Birdie came back and forth into her; as if he were forcing them out.

"Yes! -URRRP- Yeeeeesss!! -URRRRRPP- M-Marvelooouuussss!"

It started to feel as though her burps were getting louder as time progressed. On top of that, her pussy was getting wetter with her growing lust, the fluids dripping down onto her legs, bed sheets and onto Birdie's cock. Birdie kept hammering hard into Karin until both of them came and erupted from their orgasm. Pulling his cock out of her stuffed snatch, he fell onto her body and softly stroked her belly.

"Bloody hell, that was good!" Birdie said while panting heavily. As Birdie laid on top of his fat lover, Karin finished moaning and softly said, "Ohohohoh... That was amazing..."

Eventually, they passed out, snores, belches, and farts staining the air with their horrible smell. From that moment on, there was a serious drastic change to their relationship. One that was no longer professional or friendly but romantic… somewhat.

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THE FOLLOWING DAY…

FFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTT!

“Whoa! Now dat there’s a huge one, nice one luv,” Birdie complimented, as he chugged his can of beer.

“Why thank you, darling,~” Karin replied, leaning over his shoulder and rubbing his gut with her sugar-coated hands.

The once graceful and elegant heiress was quite a sight to see for the staff of the Kanzuki household, as she waddled clumsily down the hall along with Birdie; her wobbly belly slapping against her thighs. Still wearing only her ruined jacket, now sharing the same comically small appearance of Birdie’s own; leaving her lower body exposed. Her belly blocked her private bits in front.

Birdie couldn’t stop eyeing Karin’s jiggling ass, loving the way it bounced up and down like a yo-yo.

“You fancy another -URP- meal, darling?” Karin asked with her burp.

“I was about to ask the same thing, luv,” replied Birdie after drinking his beer. He crushed the can and threw it aside as they walked.

Karin’s eyes moved down to Birdie’s crotch level, smirking with her next question. “And can we have another good shag like last night?”

“Oooooh, I luv dat too, dat oughta be fun.”

Birdie reached his hand down to Karin’s fat ass, firmly groping it before leaving there as they walked; showing anyone nearby that the two were now in a relationship together.

“Ah, I wanna get you a gift later, you luv it, luv.”

SOMETIME LATER THAT DAY…

After another meal session where the two completely devoured a huge pile of food that contained mostly pieces of chicken and pastries; as well as plentiful cans of beer. Birdie belched loudly and poked his finger in his mouth to dig out some meat that was caught in his mouth. As he was doing that, he slowly looked over towards Karin and loved what he saw.

The slobby blonde had her mouth filled completely with meat and was pouring two cans of beer down her mouth. Once her wide mouth was full, she instantly dropped them onto the floor; as she began to chew and chomp viciously into her food combo. It didn’t take her very long to swallow it all effortlessly, making her set off another booming burp that echoed across the messy room.

BBUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPP!!!!

“That was -URP- bloody good…” Karin moaned, patting her sweaty beer-stained belly.

With Karin too distracted with her food binging pleasure, Birdie, grinning widely, got close behind her; his hands caressing her fat breasts and thick nipples.

"Ya one nice fat bitch, ain't ya luv?" Birdie teased.

Karin couldn't help but moan back from that blunt response, it made her skin crawl in delight hearing him say those words. She also felt something poke into her ass; making her cunt get wet knowing what it was.

Birdie then smacked Karin's ass, watching it jiggle where the red handprint was; making the obese heiress squeal.

"Birdie... You're such a dirty man," Karin softly whispered, she tried turning her flabby neck around to kiss his face, but she couldn't reach very easily; only letting out a fart in the process.

"Not yet, luv." Birdie spoke back with glee, his cock throbbing hard in his jeans. "I still got that special something planned for ya."

Firmly grabbing her ass again in his grubby hands, Birdie escorted Karin out of the room, towards the main entrance of the Kanzuki household; where he knew a special place to go whenever he was off-duty.

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ANOTHER FEW WEEKS LATER…

“Yeah, dat’s it! Take it all!” Birdie shouted as he repeatedly spanked Karin’s ass while holding a doughnut.

“Oooooooooooooooo-FFFRRRPPP-ooooohhh!!!” Karin screamed back while blasting out a tremendous fart as Birdie continued to wail on her cunt with his cock.

The two were having another round of sex after wolfing down several boxes of doughnuts that could fill a bakery store. Birdie had gained a few pounds himself, most noticeable his belly, chest and face. But that was nothing compared to Karin, who was now weighing over eight hundred pounds of fat. Her breasts now resembling teardrops that hung down heavily, her belly almost touching the floor that had fat rolls upon fat rolls sagging down her body, her legs and arms looking like huge wings of flab, five chins on her fat face and an ass that could take up the entire couch.

“Squawk! Go on then! Squawk for me!” He continued to yell.

However, the most noticeable area was what was displayed above her foul ass crack. There written in black ink in huge letters read, ‘Birdie’s Bird’. Weeks ago, Birdie’s and Karin’s relationship had blossomed so well that Birdie decided to get his woman a nice tattoo. A tramp stamp on her fat ass that practically displayed her belonging to Birdie like a dog collar.

“OHOHOHOHO-UUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRPPP- “

“Oooh, here it comes!”

Birdie soon finished humping once he felt his cock twitching madly inside Karin’s inner walls, as he came hard in her pussy, stuffing her good with cum. He slowly pulled out, panting heavily before steadily making his way up to Karin’s face; kissing her passionately while his mustache face rubbed everywhere.

Enjoying her sloppy kiss with Birdie, Karin moved away to breathe, biting her lower lip with lust; and released one more moan. "You know how to have great sex, darling," Karin replied softly. "Big tough Daddy~" She winked at Birdie while stroking her belly, followed by giving a nice hard slap.