There was a knock at the door and Jenny hefted herself out of her computer chair, a task that had become more arduous she noticed, in recent days. Maybe she just had to exercise more or something. She waddled her way towards the front door, oblivious to the fact her hoodie had started to ride up the lower curve of her gut insulated by fur such as it was. She managed to open the door just in time to see a delivery driver climbing into his truck and start driving away. In front of her, a small pile of boxes had been left. Chocolates and candies, every one of them. She knew this before she even opened them, it would be the same today as it had yesterday, and the day before that. One tongue in cheek comment made in her stream had lead to boxes upon boxes. Dutifully, as requested, she had eaten every one of them on webcam for her audience – it would be rude not to after all. Especially after they went through all the trouble of sending the food to her. Still, she rubbed her stomach absent mindedly, not noticing the subtle ways in which it had swollen out in the past few days. The way it stretched her hoodie. The tightness in her pants. If she kept this up, she might get fat. The skunk blushed, tucking the boxes into the nook of one arm and closing the door with the other.
Jenny Koda
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