WARNING THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN: Unika and Bridget (Guilty Gear) Weight Gain
Taking a break from their everyday lives, Unika and Bridget go on a world tour to sample various foods. As their journey goes on, they slowly begin to truly appreciate their growing girth and adoration for one another’s soft, plump bodies.
This is a preview of an upcoming story.
Unika’s training had given her the ability to very easily detect who was watching her. The various eyes glancing at her could be shrugged off as them just being interested in the bright blue, x-shaped locks that were a part of her head of short, black hair. Her more lackluster attire of a white shirt, black shorts, and loose-fitting, blue jacket should have been enough to help her blend in. However, it was hard to deny that her image had become infamous due to her previous, misguided attempts at saving the future.
A single glance from Unika’s red eyes was usually enough to dissuade people from staring at her for any longer. Even if she had left her weapon behind, her mere presence was enough to cause anxiousness for others. Fiddling with her bangs, she wondered if it had been a mistake to come out here. Even if Giovanna insisted that she needed to make the most out of her vacation time, there was a lingering sensation that she would be better off just staying at home.
Just as Unika was tempted to make a run for a less conspicuous area of the plaza, the sound of hurried footsteps demanded her attention. While the sound of someone rushing toward her would have normally registered as a threat, she was well aware of the particular patter of tennis shoes. As she expected, a turn of her head let her see one of the few people that still saw her for who she was.
The blue hood over Bridget’s head did little to hide the bright, golden sheen of her hair. Not that she cared much about obscuring her appearances considering an oversized handcuff was hanging off of her waist. Her exposed, skinny legs were further emphasized with her black shorts, almost making people miss the assortment of yo-yo’s she had ready at a moment’s notice. While officially she called herself a bounty hunter, nowadays she made most of her income from odd jobs and street performances. It was thanks to a particularly good show that she was able to come running up to Unika with two bags of Danny Missile burgers.
“Sorry I’m late,” Bridget said as she handed off one of the sacks to Unika. “Had a bit of trouble fitting everything in the bags.”
Curious, Unika took a peek into her sack. A single glance made her eyes go wide. “Why did you buy so much?”
“They were having a sale,” Briget answered as she led the way towards a sitting area. “Don’t worry. Anything we can’t finish here we can use as extra food on the road.”
“Are you sure you want to go through with this?”
“Yeah, I know that burgers aren’t the healthiest of things. But I figured a little indulgence to start our journey wouldn’t hurt.”
“I meant traveling with me,” Unika clarified. “You’re aware of what people have been saying about me. Just getting into town I had to keep a hand on my badge to get past security. Makes me think you’d do a lot better without me.”
“Hey, stop pouting like that,” Bridget said. “Aside from Roger, you’re the only person who I want to join me. Besides, I think you’ve earned it after everything you went through. Especially since your only view of the world is from your future.”
“I…guess pictures alone don’t really suffice,” Unika commented as she momentarily focused on a pot of flowers nearby. “As long as you don’t mind the extra attention…”
“Of course not,” Briget said with a smile before taking a bite of her burger. “If nothing else, you’ll help draw people in for my shows.”
“I suppose you’re right,” Unika replied, putting on a small grin of her own as she helped herself to a sip of her soda. “How has your performances been going anyway?”
“They’ve been excellent. Well…except for this one time…”
Back and forth the pair chatted, as they mindlessly ate through their lunch. While Unika didn’t speak as much as Bridget, she found solace just being in the blonde’s presence. She hung onto every word, only occasionally speaking up to ask a question. The conversation brought a sense of peace to her that seemed so far off from the life she had left behind. The momentary paradise brought about by being with Bridget came at the cost of her usual vigilance.
Reaching the end of her explanation of the travel plan, Bridget attempted to take a sip from her cup. Though she heard the rattling of ice cubes, the soda had been completely drained. Looking at the spread of food, she noticed that there was a lot less than when they started. Seeing the strange twinge of Bridget’s fingers, Unika caught on to the same realization that they had both managed to finish over several burgers alongside two baskets of fries and a set of large drinks.
“Sorry,” Unika said, wiping her face with a napkin.
“It’s okay,” Bridget replied in an attempt to keep up the good mood. “Consider it as us fueling up for the rest of our trip.”
“That’s a good way to think of it, but we still need food for the road,” she said as she got up from her seat. “You sit tight here and I’ll go get us another bag.”
Pushing through her own anxiety about the people staring with a single wave of Bridget’s hand, Unika began to make her way towards the restaurant. Just as she was about to turn a corner, she paused as she felt her shirt struggle slightly. Tilting her head down, she saw that the usually loose garment had snagged on her bloated belly. At the time, she merely shrugged it off as a temporary side effect of her overindulgence. Assuring herself she could work off the excess calories during their travels, she darted off towards the burger place to return to Bridget as soon as possible.