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Meeeb? What is this insult? It’s MEEP! M-E-E-P. MEEP! The council will judge you now.

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Meeeb? What is this insult? It’s MEEP! M-E-E-P. MEEP! The council will judge you now.
Madam D with the fattest of faces and the most stylish of undercut bobs~~
Well, considering just how massive a woman Madam D was, not having an enormously fat face would be quite the challenge. From her shin brushing belly that her beautiful dress could only hope to contain the smallest bit of. To the massive triple wide wobbling ass that was jiggling like crazy, trapping onlookers in an erotic trance as alllll that pale booty wobbled side to side. Her dress had long since rode up over those massive cheeks, revealing lacy black panties that got progressively more and more swallowed by her growing rear. Her breasts weren't far behind, similarly exposed and just barely contained by a lacy bra. She was even larger than usual. A gambler who had been on a legendary losing streak finally got a break. They actually did manage to win big, even after being made just shy of immobile by Madam D. For their prize, they commanded Madam D to cut loose and drink as much wine as she could from the opulent fountain in the lobby. She happily accepted, having wanted a night to cut loose for quite a while. She didn't bother with glasses, she was following the winner's command to the letter. They wanted her to drink as much wine as possible. So she tossed her heels aside and simply climbed in. She drank straight from the endlessly flowing decanter of delicious wine, chugging all she could down, yet still having delicious red get all over her. She'd been at this for hours, and in and around the fountain, there were countless guests and staff Madam D had dragged into the massive fountain with her. They were all drunk beyond measure, and were just as massive as the madam. She drank more and more wine before grabbing two nearby wasted fatties, one man and one woman, starting to make out with each of them, alternating for a bit before giving a drunken laugh as she stood up, dress finally ripping to smithereens.
"Come onnnnnn you big babies~! I juuuuuust ripped out of my dress, how are you all so tired out already~? Bring me more cuties! Bring me more food! This is a paaaaaarty~! I'll show you the time of your life, just drink with me~! I'm nowhere close to done, I can keep going for days~! Hop in and let me spoil all you cuties~!" Madam D was far from the reserved and mature woman she was usually. Who knew she had this much of a party girl side to her? Anyone foolish or brave enough to approach her could get a piece of the action, but there was no guarantee they'd be able to waddle away afterwards~.
Right, thank you
What are Mackenzie's favorite activities to take part in when she's feeling a little under the weather?
Even seasonal sicknesses knock the hopelessly optimistic and cheerful blonde down every once in a while.
But when feeling a touch ill, Mackenzie opts for bundling up underneath her blankets and cascade of plush toys piled on top for added warmth. Usually with a few snacks and bottles of water conveniently placed on the nightstand adjacent to her bed.
At that point, the bovine either sleeps, rolls around like a cat to stim herself, or reads the latest articles and reports on GMO’s and methods to efficiently grow crops.
As an agricultural major at Mugen, she harbors a hefty respect, heftier than the ginormous boobs hanging and sloshing off her chest, for farmers and agriculturalists. It might not be the most prestigious job, but if it’ll help make their job easier and efficient she’s willing to do a little reading even while under the weather.
Or she’ll turn on the TV and watch her favorite cartoons and anime. She’s a big fan of childhood shows and nostalgia.
19. fat camp AU setting for Minerva? It just sounds funny, sending such a bright techie to a boot camp filled to the brim with exercise cramps and dieting lmao
Stress-eating could be a dangerous slippery slope if left out of control. It starts with one nibbling on something, anything, in order to get their mind off the troublesome thoughts that plague it. Then, as the anxiety remains and one grows accustomed to those light bites, the mind and the system begin demanding more in order to bury the worries under countless calories. One treat turns into a small handful, that handful becomes a proper snack, the snack evolves into a proper meal, and soon, before one is aware of it, they may find themselves shoveling whatever their fridge might offer into their uneasy stomach in the middle of the night.
This was the slippery slope that Minerva Webber was currently on. A path that had turned the once svelte IT worker into a staright-up fatty that struggled to comfortably sit her rear on her tiny office chair. It was true that the brunette had always been a sedentary and stressful person, even after the incident that had left her stuck working at the same company for over seven years. However, it wasn't until her recent promotion that her workload and stress levels increased exponentially, reaching a point that had led Minerva towards partaking in the bad habit of stress-eating.
At first, only she could tell that a soft layer of flab had developed around her midsection, lightly straining her blouses and skirts, but it wouldn't be long until everyone at the office could tell she had packed on the pounds. It would be impossible not to do so! After all, nowadays, everything about her was fat! Minerva's face had grown rounder, now sporting softer atrributes, including puffier cheeks and a pair of chins that neatly coated over a third of her neck. Flab accumulated on her arms would wobble whenever the techie rushed to type something on her keyboard. The tire of fat that her belly had become flowed outwards whenever she was at her desk, gingerly resting atop an ample pair of thickened legs that were constantly fighting for space, chaffing against each other. Not to mention how her caked-up rear became the daily attraction whenever Minerva walked into the workplace.
If there ever would be any hope for Miss Webber to get back into shape, someone had to put a stop to her terrible eating habits. Of course, Minerva wouldn't do it herself, always finding an excuse, mostly thanks to her job, to avoid exercising or dieting. Luckily for the hefty woman, her coworkers cared enough about her wellbeing to force her into taking action by enrolling her in a fat camp. At least she thought so...
Much to her dread, embarassment, and irriation, Minerva was sent to the fat camp the very next day.
Once Minerva arrived at Camp Colossal Caboose, she was slightly relieved to discover that she somehow was the smallest participant at the place. Perhaps, if she truly gave it her all, there could be a chance for her to actually lose weight. Perhaps she could get back the thin figure she had outgrown long ago. Perhaps...
"Listen up, ya porkers! Looks like some of ya have been doin' a great job while ya were away from camp, while some of ya fatasses have been slacking off. Unnaceptable behavior! Here at Camp Colossal Caboose, we take things like this seriously. Understood? Ya will all be punished for this once today's activities begin, including ya!"
The boisterious woman pointed a swagger stick at Minerva.
"What's yer name, newcomer?"
"Minerva Webber. Minerva Webber, ma'am."
"Ma'am. Pfft. Ya hear the stickwoman? Hah! Looks like she doesn't know how things work 'round here yet. But don't worry, Minerva Webber...", she said her name in a mocking tone, "...ya'll grow used to Camp Colossal Caboose in no time. Give the bag of bones a triple ration when we get to the dinning hall. She needs to get some meat on that scrawny body!"
"WHAT?!"
Before Minerva could protest a pair of women, fatter than any she had ever seen before, dragged the brunnette away. Clearly, this wasn't the kind of Fat Camp she had envisioned and her waistline will suffer greatly for it...
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They were one of my closest friends here if not the closest. I’ll miss Nyx a lot.
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The idea is still cooking, but so far: Girl in band. Will get fat.
This is her current faceclaim. Don’t have a name yet.
Sarah kinda reminds me of Yuko from xxxHolic. Kinda explains why she's such a silly comfort character for me~
I honestly don’t even know what that is, so there really was no inspiration coming from it.
I’m glad to know someone likes my characters enough to consider them comfort ones. She is awkward, eccentric, and sometimes silly, but she probably isn’t the kind of person you’d want to classify as a ‘comfort character’.
I’ll just say that much~