#ic;debora

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@nevermindthefatties

Debora growled as she stormed from the boutique.  She stuffed her purse back behind the fur lining of her boa, sandwiching it between that and her generous sideflab.

“Cheap shits wouldn’t even measure me for customwear!”  She muttered to herself as she waddled down the sidewalk.  This had been one of her favorite places downtown, but as time had gone on and she required new threads they became less responsive to her requests until now--she had been outright rejected after she came in to inquire.

“Do they even know my father!?”

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"You're looking a little chubby!" Said the Human Eldritch Horror to Debora!

“Excuse me?” 

Debora stomped an immense leg down, looking over her vast shoulder to the weird girl that she had taken as something of a follower.  If she were massive before (and she was), she had only been steadily and slowly growing out with her new companion in tow.  Each of her curves (better understood as rolls) hugging and even stretching the fine fabrics and silks of her dress and coat.