Series: RWBY
Characters: Reader, Coco, Velvet
Contains: Reader POV, female weight gain, smothering
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You stared…and then you blinked. A quick flick of your eyelids to ensure you were seeing what you were seeing.
In front of you, looking the most embarrassed she had in the year you knew her, was Velvet Scarlatina.
Wedged in a door.
“How?” You asked.
“I…uh…” Velvet searched for a response, but her round face only turned pink from embarrassment. “I tried to go through at a bad angle…”
“Straightforward is a bad angle?” You raised an eyebrow.
“I-it is for me! I have to go through sideways, or this happens!” Velvet tried to defend herself, but raising her voice only made her body wobble.
“I don’t think sideways is much better.” You shook your head and took a step back to examine the situation fully.
Velvet was already overweight when you had met her. The faunas was the flabbiest person you had ever laid eyes upon. Her body was broad and rolling at the sides. Rolls ranged from springy little mounds like dumplings to thick rolls you could fit your hands between, and finally, love handles like slabs that rolled atop her hips. You could see how they had been wedged tightly and bulged around the frame of the door. You had to stand at an odd angle to see inside the door. The limited visual confirmed a similar bulge as the one up front.
Velvet’s hips were perhaps more wedged. It was difficult to tell, but they were wider than her love handles. Just a tiny bit, though. The fat was more dense and relatively firm (though nothing on Velvet could be called firm these days). Still, they were stuck tight.
Even Velvet’s thighs were packed into the door frame. She couldn’t manage to free herself because they were squished together and between the doorframe.
‘Now how the hell did she manage that?’ You thought as you stooped lower to see. Each thigh was broader than your shoulders, so it was obvious they wouldn’t pass the door together. So, then, why were they both pressed into the space? That seemed intentional.
“U-um…please don’t stare…” Velvet whined from above.
You couldn’t blame her. If you had legs that were like stacked rolls or piled up pancakes, you wouldn’t want to be stared at either. So, you returned to your feet and stared head-on at Velvet.
Most of the space in front of the door was filled with her belly and chest. Velvet’s belly was a great protruding and hanging mass of blubber. It wasn’t quite a double belly, but it had a wave to it and a cleft at the bottom toward the center. It was soft but also quite wide. It had managed to get through the door, but that would have taken some effort.
Above were Velvet’s breasts. Each was larger than your head and perhaps the roundest part of Velvet’s body. A place still impacted by her egregious weight, but not shaped lumpy or flabby. They didn’t have anything to do with how Velvet got stuck, but you’d need to be aware if you were the one to get Velvet out.
“Alright, I guess I’ll start to push.” You rolled up your sleeves and cracked your knuckles. You were just about to grab two heaping handfuls of Velvet’s belly before she squeaked anxiously.
“N-no wait a second! From behind, I need you to push from behind!” Velvet exclaimed and glanced around frantically. “It’s…um…oh! It’s not use pushing me back into the room I was trying to leave! We’ll save each other time and effort if you push from behind!”
“Fair.” You murmured and looked to the left. There was another door that led into the room. It was no wider, but that wasn’t an issue for you. You entered, looped the corner, and stared at Velvet’s other half.
It was just as broad, flabby, and fat as the front!
Thick rolls of back fat grew larger as they went downward, ending at Velvet’s doughy butt. From one end to the other was half your height, and all that space was utterly stuffed with fat. Each cheek was broad and boxy, possessing broad curves and noticeable heft. So these, along with Velvet’s hips, were the main culprits in her being stuck.
‘Seriously, going sideways wouldn’t have done anything. She’d just be wedged between these and her belly.’ You thought and sighed as you approached. You’d make an effort not to squish against Velvet’s butt, but that would be easier said than done. ‘As curious as I am, physical space has its limits.’
“Now, Coco!” Velvet suddenly shouted, startling you.
“What?” You asked and looked down. You were behind Velvet, but beneath your feet was a red X. ‘The hell…oh no.’
You had time to turn your head, and you saw Coco Adel. Despite being as fat as Velvet, she managed to run in a full charge. There was no time to dodge, but your brain made a snapshot of her form in motion.
Her face was slightly more rounded than Velvet’s, but her chest was slightly more sagging. Her stomach was a sizable dome, more oval than spherical. She didn’t have as many side rolls, but made up for it in the sheer size and roundness of her belly. Her hips were broad and heavily packed with fat. It wasn’t faced toward you, but you knew her ass was enormous and similarly shaped to her belly. Not bubbly cheeks by any means, but at least more round than Velvet’s boxy behind. Thighs that looked hardly capable of carrying their owner somehow pumped with enough power to hurl her forward.
You swore Coco winked at you before she made impact. All you were certain of was that her mass hit you like a truck. A soft truck, but still. You were carried by her weight into Velvet, so the force was dispersed, but you still felt an intense squeeze.
You were squished between a soft and a soft space. It was like the most intense bearhug imaginable. You felt everything from beneath your shoulders to above your knees being squeezed between the duo.
Your chest squished against Velvet’s back fat, which was less comfortable than her front would have been. Still, the rolls cushioned your chest. Velvet’s butt, which you had kindly tried to avoid, squished against your lower abdomen and upper hips. This was a fully cushioned impact area. Soft, inviting, mildly embarrassing.
Coco’s breasts hit your upper back, while her belly covered your lower. This was enough force to lift your feet from the ground, and enough coverage to keep you stable between the two fatties.
It was also enough force to shove Velvet free and carry you three into the hallways.
Velvet landed on her belly first. She rolled forward slightly before her breasts touched the floor. These acted as airbags for her soft face before she bounced slightly.
You felt this force as being pressed down into Velvet before her bulk pushed back. You couldn’t go back, though. Coco was on top of you. So you were caught in a brief back and forth with their bodies.
Coco’s bulk seemed heavier with gravity and momentum trying to drag it to the ground. The springiness of her fat resisted, and she bounced and wobbled before coming to rest atop you.
Jiggles gradually faded as the two heavy bodies settled. You were dazed a moment longer before coming to your senses.
“Ow…” You groaned.
“You ran into me too hard, Coco,” Velvet said, her voice partially muffled by her breasts. She was just as immobilized as you beneath Coco’s weight. She was like a turtle stuck on its back. (Only her shell was comprised of a hefty belly).
Coco leaned forward, pressing her breasts against the back of your head and resting her chins atop Velvet’s head. “Hmm, no, I think that was just enough. We needed to get you unstuck eventually, and we didn’t break anything. Not the floor, not the wall, not this guy~” She chuckled and shifted back and forth. That served to further smother you and jiggle the two fatties.
‘This is what I get for being helpful.’ Was all you managed to think through a haze of softness and unwelcome joy.
THE END