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"New patch notes"
Widowmaker:
Class changed to tank
Increased hp
Added "butt slam" input to grappling hook
Passive skills added, when aiming with scope teammates behind Widowmaker take less damage.
Butt stat increase when aiming with scope.
-> evil plan to take over the world or something
Luckily, she got some totally uncontaminated boxes so she won't end up like those waddling idiots from overwatch
New muse has arrived and yes she has cake~
Widowbooty
Bit of Widow booty for the day:
Source.
"...is that ass real?" North to Widowmaker, tempt ye fate
"Yes, my ass is real. Why wouldn't it be real?"
Besides Shinobu, worst gals on here to get trapped in enclosed spaces with?
(Honestly all of them are pretty bad... there are just the ones that immediately came to mind.
"My quirk can cause some long lasting affects if breathed in a high doses for long periods of time. I keep a cork in my hero costume so don't worry! I'm sure it will hold, though I did have Mexican food for lunch... ~growl~"
"The worst gals to be stuck with? They should be HONORED to be trapped with me and my royal gas!"
"You definitely don't wanna be stuck with me! Besides the fact I'll probably eat you, my doctor's say my gas is actual contributing to global warming! So any place I get stuck tends to become a sauna real quick. Not to mention the smell~"
"Just because I use poison doesn't mean my gas is..."
"My, My... I didn't expect this. Is my gas really that bad?"
"You killed a Grimm with a single fart... But why am I here? Emerald never complains about my gas!"
"That's cause she likes you. And because you probably singed her nose so much she can't smell anymore. Now me? I definitely belong here. They don't call me a fartionista for nothing~"
Describe Widowmaker and her stinky body
Amelie A.K.A Widowmaker isn't your average human. If the curly tail, pig ears, and snout weren't dead giveaways her massively overweight form and disgusting smell would be unignorable.
Her body is drowned in fat, her stomach saggy and constantly filled with food and gas. Her legs are as round as tree trunks ans wobble when she takes lumbering steps or crawls on the floor.
Her ass is a disgusting volcano of gas which spews toxic fumes after and inbetween meals. Her cheeks dimpled with cellulite and sticky from sweat.
Her cheeks swollen and neck covered in extra chins.
She's a perfect example of gluttony and hedonism.
I wonder... * Pops a cork into Piggy Widowmaker's bottom nice and deep before shoving a tube into the pig's mouth before slowly filling her belly with liquid cheese. Before quickly leaving the room.*
"Huh? How did you get into my... Wait what are you doing with that? ~POP~ Mhm!" Amelie didn't have time to react as the anon popped a cork into her ample rear and shoved a tube down her throat.
Before she could spit it out the delicous taste of cheese began to fill the sow's mouth making her snort in delight as she greedily swallowed the cheese as fast as it came. Widowmaker's gut became noisy as it filled with the heavenly dairy, her insides began to twist as her body began trying to process it all.
Muffled farts and burps filled the room as the obese hog guzzled down more and more of the cheese despite the cramps spreading through her growing belly.
"Huff... Sho...Good...Bourp~" Amelie belched sending specks of cheese flying across her junk filled hideout. The cork in her ass prevented any of the gas from leaving causing the porky assassin's stomach to swell as her own putrid gas had no way of leaving. Not that Amelie cared she was too busy gulping down mouthfuls of cheese to satisfy her hunger.
Even as her heart pounded as she continued eating another moan escaping her lips as the cork in her ass began to loosen. Her skin tight suit was stained with her own sweat and cheese as the slob messily ate more and more. "Oink~ Gotta Fart...." she wheezed as the pressure in her gut became unbearable.
A sound akin to a cannon sounded off as the cork blocking her ass shot out as Amelie farted piercing the wall behind her and breaking the dam on the overflow of gas she had built up inside of her. Widowmaker squealed as her ass errupted like a geyser.
"More...." she whined as she suckled down the last of the cheese. Her belly was still starving and her ass now empty feeling. The obese pig licked her lips free of cheese before collapsing down on her rear to catch her breath. "Need more cheese..." she groaned as her stomach demanded more of the heavenly treat.
