Smallergod

An Abundant Valentines p3

Added 2021-02-26 03:48:44 +0000 UTC

Her chair had always felt a bit snug, but now that its arms were pressing into the sides of her stomach it was feeling downright cramped. It was becoming impossible to ignore the effects of her constant binging. Her hoodie no longer sat past her navel no matter how much she tugged at it and she was taunted by the sounds of her pants starting to give up the ghost. Everything about her felt different, heavier, bigger. She struggled in and out of her chair, groaning almost as much as it did with every time she had to haul herself up to get the next delivery. And when she wasable to sit down her gut pushed against the desk in front of her! She literally had to lean over her own mass, pulling her drawing tablet close, to get any work done at all. A blush painted her chubby cheeks as she unwrapped the next box of chocolates, she could see herself reflected in her streaming programs; a skunk that had gone from chubby to outright fat in the space of a week or so, stomach constantly stretched around the gifts her audience got for her. But she couldn't say no, could she? She couldn't stop. They had taken the effort, spent the money, shipped the chocolates all the way to her front door. Every word from her viewers was encouragement and admiration – maybe even if she could stop, she didn't want to.