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!!MOVING!!
hey, the contents of this blog are going to be here to stay for like, reference, but the muse itself will now be played from @fatsaturation, my multimuse account for these sorts of rps
go there if you wanna bug satsuki! i’ll be more active with her over that way!
Yowza
“Further testaments to my beauty.”
yowza! Goddess is very hot and sexy!~
“I was sure there was something that kept you close to me, Myla.”
Send “yowza” if you think my muse is smokin’ hot
That's a good think though, isn't it? The further you push yourself and prove you can hold it all, the less likely it'd be for someone to claim that same level.
“You would be right, I’m simply saying that the act of eating would stop being actually pleasurable.”
Would the offer be tedious if the menu included less-than-ordinary dishes~? Towering wedding cakes. Deep-dish pizzas the size of tables. Literal tubs of pudding and stews...All drowning in butter and grease~
“I’m sure the dishes themselves would be delicious, I merely mean that to continue eating would eventually have diminishing returns. I’d reach a point where I’d only be getting fuller to prove that I could.”
Girls Belching Loudly After Eating a Large Meal reblog if you agree
What would your ideal date be like?
“Relaxing, a vacation I guess. Or at least something that feels like one. Along with that, they should be able to handle or match me, if you understand...” She gave a discreet gesture to her obese form.
But therein lies the challenge...Could you /really/ hold it all in one go? If you can, you prove your pride in your size. If you can't...Well a loss is a loss.
“I’ve made myself do dumber and less possible things than that, so I don’t know if it’d be challenging so much as tedious.”
You vs. An endless train of some of the richest foods and ingredients you could imagine with one thing on the line. Who would win? The food...or your capacity~? *The anon bows graciously*
“I would win obviously. Even if I couldn’t do it in one sitting, I would eat it all eventually.”
How painful would it be if you sat on me?
“If it wasn’t painful I would make it so.”
But are you willing to test your stamina and physical strength to hold as much as possible in one sitting~?
“I’ll say I’m a little intrigued...”
Satsuki-sama! Would you be willing to take on an endless feast to test your limits!
“Urrp... I’m one to say that almost every day of my life recently has been something of an endless feast...” She said this all while eating, of course.
🏩 for Nonon!
“Satuski-sama! It seems we have been placed in the same room due to some errors. Idiots but I’m sure we’ll manage just fine.” The big musician said to her fat friend, beaming happily as her loudness carried her joy for such matters. Any time she have with her beloved and adored friend, Nonon would take without question.
nevermindtheweight:
It was nice to be in this rather tranquil space. The sounds of heavy breathing with the occasional gurgle. It was nice. The worn-out Musician did the occasional hum with her pudgy fingers tapping on the drum of her gut. It was a little sad not being able to cuddle and squish into Satsuki as she wanted to be doing but this was fine for now. Hopefully that penthouse suite would free up tomorrow and they could settle in there instead with the requirements for their size which was requested.
“I-it’s open!!” She yelled at the door, having unlocked it for this very purpose.
As expected, the door was opened up and a few members of staff would wheeling in the carts laden with meals, treats and other foods and drinks that would appeal to the most gluttonous of people. The staff were surprised at the size of the women but said nothing as they moved the carts to be within the arm reaches of the women, even at their size they were able to reach and feed. They laid out numerous foods to make it easier for them all to grab at. Minutes later, they departed and the scents of the well-cooked foods sailed through the air and Nonon waited for her dearest friend to stay first with the eating.
Satsuki knew that the staff must have had been simultaneously surprised at the size of their patrons and not at the same time, because who else would order so much food at this place? She continued to rub her gut discreetly, the fat blob of fat gurgling and grumbling slightly louder as its owner caught the scent of food.
Once the staff left, Satsuki grunted, the bed seizing and creaking beneath her as she caught her self sitting up a bit straighter. Panting, she licked her lips eventually, reaching out a fat hand to enjoy what looked to be a steak of some sort, grabbing the plate and setting it on top of her belly, her other chubby hand getting the silverware to cut out big bites for her to stuff in her face.
🏩 for Nonon!
“Satuski-sama! It seems we have been placed in the same room due to some errors. Idiots but I’m sure we’ll manage just fine.” The big musician said to her fat friend, beaming happily as her loudness carried her joy for such matters. Any time she have with her beloved and adored friend, Nonon would take without question.
nevermindtheweight:
It was flattering. Satsuki had met many people, had conquest over them all and yet she still picked Nonon. There was just something special about that, even if Satsuki never fully grasped how much it mean to the pinkette. She gave a simple nod to show she understood, her own face resting in her fat neck and chin.
Nonon sat silently herself, her own hands rubbing over her gut as she too, awaited for the food. Tired in some respects, breath still heavy, she closed her eyes and relaxed.
They sat and relaxed for awhile then, not a whole lot of noise from either of them save for the occasional grumble or gurgle of their stomach and the sound of their breathing. It was a little perfect, really, as nothing needed to be said so much as each other’s company was enjoyed. Part of Satsuki did think things would be better if the geography of the room, with the couch cutting her off from Nonon, was a little less constricting.
Suddenly there was a knock on their door, someone calling in that they were room service, Satsuki became alert, almost swinging her head in the direction of the door, causing her neck flab to jiggle.
“Nonon, food!” She said those two words as a signal.
🍳(Lucina)
Satsuki sat in her chair, sipping a bit from her tea as she waited for her guest. They were to share a meal together this morning, and she was making an effort to show some restraint before she came down. It was getting a little difficult if not just because her guest was late and all of the food had been set out already.
“When will she come…” She muttered under her breath, her prodigious gut giving a hungry gurgle.
outrealm-gates:
“I-It was yes…..No nightmares, no interruptions….and my accomadations were lovely Miss Satsuki….I must say, you’ve treated me with such hospitality…I could only hope to match such a pleasant stay if I were to ever invite you back to the Halidom of Ylisse…..Hmhm…..but considering our appetites it would take a while before my kingdom would be ready for us to be there and be properly fed~” Lucina giggled, noticing how a bit of refinement slipped from Satsuki as she ate, allowing herself to grow a little gluttonous herself, it all tasted heavenly….Lucina’s only hope was that she didn’t have to be carted home due to gaining too much during her stay!
“I’m glad you were comfortable. I’m sure at some point in the future it would be a good plan for me to visit as well, though I know the journey must be a long one, and I’m disappointed to say that I am not nearly as travel ready as I once was...” She stuffed the rest of the pancake into her mouth. Her eating was less proper and refined than how she normally acted, for sure, but even that had an imperial tint to her every action.
🏩 for Nonon!
“Satuski-sama! It seems we have been placed in the same room due to some errors. Idiots but I’m sure we’ll manage just fine.” The big musician said to her fat friend, beaming happily as her loudness carried her joy for such matters. Any time she have with her beloved and adored friend, Nonon would take without question.
nevermindtheweight:
Money may not matter but the gesture of striking half of the price of a weighty feast was nice and it did mean that there was more of this worthless money to be kept. The food might make it better. Since there compliant of this sort of room had been made by Nonon before both had entered, Nonon hoped that the original penthouse suite request would be put through. Hopefully, that only meant a night like this.
Nonon knew that part of the reason she was brought was to serve Satsuki and who else knew her needs than Nonon, the longest and most dear friend! As for hearing her company was enjoyed helped bolster the other’s mood with a happy smile as she relaxed upon the couch which she both dominated and almost crushed under her fat.
“That… that flatters me greatly, Satsuki-sama… oof…” She breathed out steadily as her body tried to raise her back from tiredness.
“I don’t know how flatttering it should be, Nonon dear.... I figured that it was obvious... No?” Satsuki gave a small smile, barely evident on her over-engorged face which seemed to slightly force a pout or a frown at times (that was dependent on the lighting.) It also may well have been Satsuki’s RBFS (Resting Bitch Face Syndrome), something still in full effect.
She relaxed a bit more now, the bed giving a low creak as she reclined further upon the pillows. She had both of her fat hands set upon her stomach, or at least what she could reach of it, slowly and carefully rubbing that top roll of flab as she waited for the food to arrive at last.
