Series: Xenoblade Chronicles 3
Characters: Mio, Eunie, Sena, Manana, Ashera, Noah, Lanz, Taion, Riku
Contains: Massive weight gain, sweat, light slob
Reward for SymmetryFats
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The attack had come out of nowhere. One second, Ouroboros was walking across a grassy plain. Then, none other than Undying Blade Ashera, commander of Keves Colony 11, had fallen upon them. There was hardly any time to react before blows were exchanged.
Seeing as the girls were hardly mobile, their obese forms burdened with Manana’s culinary expertise, the three men of the group took the first charge.
They were summarily defeated. Ashera hadn’t even drawn her weapon, and she knocked the trio down with ease. Noah and Taion were batted aside like leaves in the breeze, and Lanz was dispatched with hardly additional effort.
“Nobody throws Lanz around except me!” Sena shouted as she did her best to charge into battle. This best had plenty of spirit, but it was slowed by unyieldingly heavy fat. Sena’s wonton gluttony had caused her body to fill out in most directions, but mostly her belly. Even her short stature would be able to lie head to feet three or four times across the length of her belly. Flab stretched, rose into mounds, and rolled four times. First, beneath her (comparatively) flat chest, again toward the middle of her belly, creased at her belly button, and finally formed a slab that rested on the ground.
Sena’s legs looked thick and doughy, but they managed to power her forward. Each stomp caused the ground to shake, and a wave to spread through her leg. Her cankles were so thick that they, too, touched the ground. Her calves and shins were thick and rounded, spared from being absorbed by her barrel-sized shins.
Sena’s width was almost half her length. It was narrower than the full length of her belly. The distance was further enlarged when her butt was included. Her cheeks had nothing compared to Mio’s, but she had a sizable rear. Her shorts did their best to hold the cheeks at bay, but each was substantial in size. They wavered here and there, curving into the hefty lumps of blubber. Each bounced and clashed against the other as she rushed at Ashera.
“I hope you’re ready because OOOF!” Sena gasped as Ashera placed a strong punch at the center of her gut. Her momentum carried her forward, and the supple texture of her stomach caused the flab to envelop Ashera’s arm.
“Hey, you’re not as squishy as you look!” Ashera grinned and chuckled. The fat around her arm squeezed her tightly, but she could tell there was muscle somewhere in there. She redoubled her efforts and pushed further. Sena was sent flying after a brief pause.
“EEEEEEEP!” Sena flailed her arms through the air. They were far too short and stubby compared to her bulk to do anything…Although they did flab admirably. Her upper arms were substantially thicker than her breasts, even dwarfing her head with their added round cheeks and extra chin.
“I’ve got you!” Mio tried to waddle over and catch Sena, but the girl flew past her before she managed three steps. “Sorry, I guh!” Mio turned her head to see Ashera in front of her.
Ashera had broken into a full charge. She analyzed Mio’s shape as she did that. It wasn’t a full inverse of Sena’s, but Mio’s weight was shifted much more toward her back.
Mio had the same flabby arms and rounded face, but her breasts were smaller and flabbier. It was difficult to distinguish them from the plump rolls of her upper belly. Mio’s entire front was more like a stack of rolls than a warrior’s chest. These rolls were widest and thickest at the base. They sloped down from Mio’s broad hips to touch the ground. They piled and mounded like a perfect staircase.
So, Ashera used them as such. Her stride was subtly thrown off as her foot sank into Mio’s fat. Ashera had marched through mud before, but this was entirely different. The fat wrapped around her ankles. However, there was no distinct suction or stick. Instead, the fat acted like a springboard. It helped Ashera ascend much faster at the cost of balance. One final leap caused her to soar over Mio’s head.
This aerial view gave Ashera a better look at Mio’s larger half. The stretch of her hips was the same distance from Sena’s rump to her belly. It was impressive that any traveling was done with such a sizable set of hips and their auxiliaries.
These auxiliaries were Mio’s legs and butt. Each thigh was enormous. Their fat was pressed down by the thick hip fat above them, giving each a wide girth. The furthest points sagged almost to the ground. Beneath them were shins roughly half a foot more narrow but equally pressed and squished. That concluded with cankles, which managed to roll and touch the ground.
Mio’s ass was a wobbly mound of flesh that rose higher than her head. It sagged enough to touch the ground and rolled out further behind her than her belly did in front of her. Her leggings managed to cover them to a point, but there was still a literal mountain of exposed fat. Each cheek had more fat than her entire upper body.
Ashera’s leap ended in the shadow of Mio’s rump. She grabbed a handful of sweat-soaked fabric and spun. Mio was dragged for a few seconds before she was lifted into the air. The twirl became faster and faster until Ashera released.
Off to the side, Sena had just managed to get her feet under her. “Ow, my poor tummy…eh?” She looked up as a shadow had fallen over her. “GAH!”
“Sena, move! I can’t sto-” Mio crashed into Sena. Their soft bodies squished and morphed against each other before they eventually bounced away. Sena unfortunately landed on her shoulders. This left her like a turtle stuck on its back. Mio landed on her stomach, which put the full weight of her ass on top of her. The two could recover, but it would take some time.
Ashera cracked her knuckles. “I guess I can roll them around until I get bored.” She said before she noticed a strange shadow on the ground. She looked up to see Eunie on a ledge above her. “Oho! Seeking the higher ground while I was distracted?” Ashera chuckled and readied herself. She could climb up easily, but she wanted to see what Eunie had planned.
“Snuff…this…” Eunie wheezed, sweat pouring over her curves. She had been confident at the start of her plan, but she was exhausted now. Her heart also beat harder than she thought possible. Even through her gargantuan left tit, she felt the muscle thump away. “Phew…here goes nothing!”
Eunie rushed forward and jumped. This was much more of a Sena move, but their friendship had rubbed off on her.
Again, Ashera got a good view of her opponent. It was harder to see Eunie’s backside because she was the most front-loaded of the group. Her butt was more restrained and flabby, her legs covered in similar-shaped rolls as Mio’s legs. Only these didn’t stretch out as far. Instead, they were flabby and had little support.
Eunie seemed more slouched forward, like she had to use her belly and breasts as support, otherwise, their weight would drag her down. Her breasts were her largest feature. One of them was larger than one of Sena’s butt cheeks, their combined weight like half of Sena’s belly. Despite this, they had an amazing shape. The cleavage was a soft canyon of squished flesh, the outer curves were slow and sloping and neatly tucked on the underside. Her jumpsuit had long since been torn in two, the upper half struggling to hold the voluptuous masses back. Eunie’s arms were helpless to wrap around them. The most she could do was press the doughy limbs into them when she wanted to use a ranged weapon. Other than that, her arms were just flabby accessories.
Eunie’s belly was usually pressed against the ground by her bust. It was like a band of fat that dropped from her hips. This was thanks to the weight of her chest, mostly. It spilled over her thighs, rolled out to just short of her breasts’ further points. Its curves were wavering and lumpy with a developed cleft in line with her belly button.
Eunie felt the wind rush around her. As a big girl, she relied on sturdy ground. The feeling of weightlessness as she plummeted was NOT ok. She felt the wings on her head flutter as if they could steer or control her descent in any way. She just wanted this plan to work because she would need time to recover afterward.
‘Hope my eyes are playing tricks on me.’ Eunie thought as she looked at Ashera. She couldn’t tell for sure, but it looked like Ashera had her arms held wide open…with a creepily excited grin on her face.
Eunie slammed down atop Ashera a second later. She tensed as she felt her body wobble uncontrollably. Her chest rolled up to squish against her thick neck and extra chin, wobbling carrying into her cheeks.
“Heh, guess you were too cocky, eh?” Eunie chuckled as the dust settled. Her plan seemed to have worked! Ashera was pinned beneath her. It wasn’t something Eunie was proud of, but no one could lift her from a position like this.
Except Ashera, apparently. The woman’s arms wrapped around Eunie and grabbed twin handfuls of her breasts.
“OI!” Eunie gasped and blushed as she felt the hands squeeze her. She felt her body being lifted a second later as Ashera got back to her feet.
“Ha! Now that was a hell of a move!” Ashera said, her face sandwiched in Eunie’s cleavage. This wasn’t intentional, but she didn’t let it faze her. “Maybe I’ll use you to train once this is over. Hope you won’t mind!” Ashera reeled back and threw Eunie.
This was a calculated throw. Ashera could hear approaching footsteps. This had to be the boys, as the ground didn’t shake at all.
Noah managed to duck as Eunie barreled toward them. Taion almost managed to, but he was caught on the side. This sent him spinning off to the side. Lanz attempted to catch Eunie with some success! His knees buckled as he tried to hold the girl from the side. Steadily, his stance widened, and he tried to get a better grip.
“Lanz! You had better not be throwing me back!” Eunie managed to drop her elbow on top of Lanz’s head. This was only because his head was nearby, but the blow packed negligible force. “I’ve been thrown around enough, doncha think?!”
“Couldn’t…if I…tried…” Lanz groaned before his legs gave out. He fell back, and Eunie rolled to the side. “Snuff this…”
“Worry not, friends! Manana and Riku to the rescue!” Manana, perhaps the fattest Nopon anyone had ever seen, bounced toward Ashera. Her body had become so round that she had almost doubled in height. Her fluffy fur was second in softness to the thick layers of fat that surrounded her form. The nubs of her limbs were noticeably puffier, and she had somehow gained a chin-like roll despite Nopons lacking visible chins. Even the wing-like arms atop her head had become burdened with additional flab.
It mattered little that Riku was still regularly sized. Ashera easily threw Manana at him, and their offense ended just as soon as it started.
Ashera laughed heartily. “I have to admit, this is pretty fun. I’m only a tad disappointed.” She rested her hands on her hips. “I was getting bored as is, but one thing kept me eager. I heard Ouroboros had been shaking up colonies and cracking skulls, something I deeply admire.”
Ashera paused. Her opponents weren’t done yet. She waited to see who would rally first. There was no harm in some good-natured chin-wagging until then. “However, with each colony felled, the rumors changed. Apparently, the female members of Ouroboros, the Nopon included, were getting fatter. It made me curious about how well you could fight while overweight.”
Her eyes poured over the curves of the girls again. Each had been able to move, but nothing was too impressive yet. They all relied on momentum. “Yeah, I have a vague idea of how it works, but something’s missing.”
Movement caught Ashera’s attention. She turned and saw Sena rushing at her again. She rolled her eyes and prepared to counter the same as earlier. ‘I’ll probably hit her harder this time. Teach her a lesson for trying the same thing twi-’
Ashera’s thoughts paused, and her eyes widened. Sena suddenly pivoted on one leg and slid her belly across the ground. The slab of fat dragged and caught Ashera at the side of her leg. There was enough momentum that she flipped sideways.
It took some adjustment, but Ashera twisted her body and landed on her feet. Sena had already filled the space between them, though. Soft, heavy belly fat pushed against Ashera’s front. She tried to push back, but her arms sank into the supple flesh. If she tried to pull one limb back for a pinch, Sena scooted forward to fill the space.
“Fine, I’ll grab on and throw ya!” Ashera declared before more movement drew her attention. Lanz rushed at her from behind. She only had a second to move one arm to block him. She caught him on the chin, but all she could do was hold the man back.
Now Ashera lacked the grip necessary to throw Sena. All she had was one arm buried in fat and another occupied with a wall of solid muscle. This was a tight spot, but it wasn’t impossible to escape.
At least, Ashera thought that until she saw something like a giant mechanized cat skating toward her. This was part of the rumors she had heard. That the members of Ouroboros could merge into something like this. While she had heard rumors of the female members being obese, she didn’t expect the transformations to be the same.
Despite appearing to be made of metal, the object that rushed toward Ashera was undoubtedly obese. It had the same weight distribution as Mio but scaled up nearly twice as large. Its legs seemed far too thick to be able to move, but they brushed past each other in incredible strides. A roll-covered belly at the forefront of the machine knocked anything out of its path, but Ashera was more worried about what towered behind the thing.
Mio’s ass was huge, but the Ouroboros form’s was a whole other level. It was easily twice Ashera’s height, and it flattened anything dragged under it. It was obvious that they meant this to be the final blow to deal her in, and it would certainly work.
Ashera adjusted her hand on Lanz. She could throw him aside and dodge out of the way. Yet, before she could do that, she was hit with a flurry of paper dolls. Taion had recovered and bombarded her from the side. The swarm was enough to distract Ashera. Lanz vaulted over her and into Sena’s arms.
Sena held Lanz tightly, shielding most of his body under her bulbous, flabby upper arms. Sena grinned and winked teasingly at Ashera because she knew there was no time for the warrior to dodge.
Mio’s Ouroboros form managed a pivot more elegant and quicker than Sena’s. The massive ass that had been dragged behind it now carried the full momentum as it slammed into Ashera’s back. She was instantly pinned between Mio and Sena, unable to tell which mass of fat she was more squished or pressed into. The blow was mighty enough to fully wind her. Even if she had the strength to climb from beneath them, an all-too-familiar shadow fell over her.
Eunie had climbed up Sena’s back and rolled herself forward. Ashera’s upper half, the last uncovered part of her, was now buried in the depths of Eunie’s.
The Undying Ashera was still very much alive, but she was certainly defeated.
Sena was the first to let loose a victory cry. “WE DID IT!” She squeezed Lanz in a tight hug, nuzzling her cheeks and chins atop his head. “Haha, did you see it, Lanz! We really got her!”
Lanz felt a myriad of complex emotions. “Y-yeah, right…We did it.”
Mio’s Ouroborus form still towered over Ashera. It was retained just in case Ashera had the hidden will to fight. It seemed likely with how much weight pressed down on her. “I think this is the first time we’ve used my transformation since this,” Mio gestured to her rotund form, “Started. Good job, Noah.”
Noah was slower to respond. “I think you’re right, but…it feels rather strange to me.”
“Don’t be such a baby,” Eunie rolled her eyes. “You only have to deal with the weight for a minute or so. We don’t get to just shed it off, y’know?” She propped her face in her hand, cheeks squished against her palm and elbow sunken into her breast.
Taion was the only one off to the side. He gradually lowered himself and sat on the ground, sighing heavily. “I never thought we’d tap into these stratagems, but the results speak for themselves.” He adjusted his glasses and took another look at the pile of his comrades. Somewhere deep inside him felt a little left out. He was a million years from admitting that, though.
Deep within that pile and the thousands of pounds of soft weight, Ashera regained enough sense to smile. “I’m convinced.” She chuckled and took in every sensation. There was oppressive weight, yes, but there was POWER behind it! The girls of Ouroboros were capable of these great feats with impossibly obese bodies. They might have struggled in solo attacks, but they worked with their male counterparts to do this. That was where their true strength lay!
So, naturally, Ashera needed to fulfill her part if she wanted to ally with them.
Ashera flexed her body. Her feet weren’t on the ground, so she couldn’t dig them in. However, she could use her power frame and kick her legs forward. They sank into Sena’s belly and used it like a springboard. It wasn’t enough to push Sena away, but it did shove Mio’s Ouroboros form off.
“Gah! My tummy again!” Sena groaned as she felt a firm shove against her gut. “What’s your problem with my stomach?!” She exclaimed before her belly began to groan.
FRRRRRRTTTTTT!
A loud burst of gas erupted from Sena’s rump. The only reason it hadn’t been bashed out of her earlier was that she hadn’t eaten since breakfast. The gas from that had been rattled out of her when she tried to waddle up a hill.
No one answered Sena’s rhetorical question as the ground shook when Mio landed. Her Ouroboros form was disabled, and her giant form rested atop Noah’s slender frame. Mio’s butt being in the air meant its weight pressed down on both of them. Neither could move and were utterly helpless.
With Mio and Ashera gone, Eunie rolled into the empty space and also wound up in a handstand pose. Her head was lodged in her cleavage, and she couldn’t jostle herself into any other position.
Lanz and Taion were the only ones up. They were about to strike when Ashera laughed heartily. Ashera had her hands on her hips, and her head held high. “That was pretty fun! I love that combo move you pulled off! Really, you did great!” She laughed even harder.
The others glanced between each other with no idea what to do. If the fight were to resume, then Ouroboros would lose…
“I want in! Make me as fat as you girls!” Ashera commanded, slamming her fist into her palm.
“HUH?!” The collective members of Ouroboros exclaimed.
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“Erm…Friend Ashera…Manana will cook up food like asked, but Manana want make absolute sure Friend Ashera want this.” Manana fidgeted back and forth, her fluff-covered and fat-filled body wobbling like a giant plush toy. “Friend friends gained weight over time. They not blow up in one day. If Friend Ashera tries, then she might ACTUALLY blow up!”
Eunie rolled her eyes from the sideline. “So now she’s concerned about someone gaining a ton of weight.” She slumped forward into her chest. Eunie used to slump back in situations like this, but a majority of her weight was forward. She’d pull all sorts of muscles if she went against it…also, she was still winded from the fight. “My snuffin chest hurts…”
“Mfff gmfmf fmmff!” Sena muffled through a mouthful of cold custard. She swallowed and licked some of the chilled treat from her lips. “I don’t think we can complain. We sort of…stopped caring after a while. Manana’s food is too good to give up.” She downed the rest of the cut and sighed.
The cup that had held cold custard was placed atop a stack of ten others. Sena had requested something cold to eat once they reached the colony. However, she didn’t cool off no matter how much she ate! Sweat rolled off her in torrents, some rolls housing constant streams of liquid. Her clothing stuck to her like a second skin, which was somehow tighter than usual.
Mio didn’t say anything as she was still winded from the fight and trip to the colony. “Huff…wheeze…u-ugh…” She grunted and tried to suck in more air. That only agitated her stomach and caused a noxious BBRRRRRTTTT to trumpet behind her. ‘This fight took a lot more out of me than usual.’ She thought and tried to settle on the ground. Mio had gotten worn out before, but she was exhausted just sitting down.
Ashera glanced over the girls. She knew there would be downsides to this, but she didn’t care. “Yeah, I’m sure. I’ll get as fat as them even if I have to eat for days on end!” Ashera flexed confidently. “I’ve spent my whole life honing my body. I think I can destroy it in a day or two~”
Manana looked between Ashera and the kitchen. “Well…Manana want to make something new. New enhanced recipes for super duper nutrition.” She hobbled into the kitchen and hummed. “Yes, Manana has everything she needs. Manana will use all Nopon cooking power to feed Ashera!” A fire appeared in the Nopon’s eyes as she grabbed her cooking utensils. The girls might be pumped for battle, but Manana’s soul raged ten times as bright.
Ashera grinned wildly. “Hell yeah! Give me all you’ve got, then give me some more!”
Manana was still a capable chef despite her increased heft. She wobbled about the kitchen, seeming like she could topple over with how quickly she dashed to and fro. Other soldiers in the camp stopped to watch Manana move with more agility than a regular-sized Nopon.
Before they knew it, Manana presented the first dish.
“Manana has modified camp kitchen’s signature dish! Manana presents Mild Sizzle-Fizzle Stew!” Manana exclaimed as she placed the tray in front of Ashera.
The usual stew was made with local game and mild spices. Manana aimed to enhance the texture of the meat with additional ingredients to increase flavor. The result was a heaping bowl of stew with chunks of meat and vegetables. The broth color seemed deeper than the watered-down predecessor, too. A stack of dinner rolls looked much fluffier and appetizing than the usual hard bread that was only good after soaking in the stew for most of the meal. The centerpiece, though, was the tender cuts of the local game, seared to perfection and relying on their lean texture for ease of cutting and chewing. Atop it was a thick cheese sauce to make up for any lack of natural taste of the lean meat.
Ashera looked at the platter as if it were a gift from the divine. “It just makes more sense by the second.” She stabbed her fork into one of the steaks and stuffed the entire piece into her mouth, licking cheese sauce from her lips. “So much sense…”
Ashera shoveled more steaks down her gullet. The seemingly magical effect of Manana’s cooking already showed itself. Ashera’s abs vanished in the blink of an eye. Fat replaced them and rolled across the woman’s lap. Her belly became thicker and rounder with each bite. The volume of food she ate and the blistering pace meant her stomach was packed tightly, and it remained visible despite the fat accumulation around it.
Ashera reached for the bread next. It pulled apart as easily as a cotton ball, revealing a fluffy interior. Ashera had never savored her food. It had always been fuel, nothing more. Now, she took a deep sniff and relished the smell of the bread. She bit into the roll and thoroughly chewed. Fluffy, airy, buttery, with a delicate yet noticeable crust. It was delicious, so delicious that Ashera crammed the rest into her mouth. She dunked the next roll into her stew to let it soak up some broth. It was a force of habit, but her eyes widened when she bit into it.
“The stew was never this flavorful!” She grabbed the bowl in her hand and sucked down three gulps, broth, meat, potatoes, and all. Her mouth was alight in a symphony, and she wanted more. Everything had been sampled and savored for a moment. Now it was time to focus on the task at hand.
Ashera ate like a thing possessed. She ditched her cutlery and ate with her hands. Her fingers were either licked clean or wiped across her pants. She stuffed herself more than she breathed, eating faster and faster. Her plate was refilled before it ever emptied, and additional platters were placed in front of her before she finished one.
The constant food and Ashera’s sheer will resulted in her body gaining weight rapidly. Her belly already reached her knees and rolled over her thighs. This was before Ashera adjusted her posture. She spread her legs, letting belly fat spill between them. Her gut bloated, swelled, thickened, and softened until it touched the ground. The weight was so much that Ashera was forced to slump forward. The front of her power frame had split open to expose her tanned flab. She straddled this glob of doughy fat for stability. She was focused on eating, but she wouldn’t let herself flop over.
This was when the rest of Ashera’s body attempted to catch up. Her chest swelled and rounded, the heft of her breasts squishing against the table. They were large, but they lacked much shape. They weren’t flabby like pancakes, but they were heavy like sandbags. Each boob relied on the table for support and would later need support from Ashera’s stomach. It was already clear they’d sag slightly off to the side of her gut whenever she stood tall.
Ashera would gradually gain the ability to stand tall again. Her body gradually distributed its weight. Her shoulders had already broadened, and that fat sloped down into her arms. All semblance of toned musculature was gone. It had been swallowed in a sheath of fat. It bulged heavily atop her arms, while her underarms sagged. There was no telling how Ashera would wield her twinsaber like this. Her upper arms were comically bloated, and her forearms were bloated cones of flesh. She could feed herself with them, but the process had gotten messier.
Back fat also helped distribute Ashera’s weight. Her shoulder blades were buried in twin lumps of fat that sagged atop rolls toward the middle of her back. These continued to stack and progressively thicken until they rested atop her butt cheeks.
Ashera’s hips rolled across the bench. Their expansion was as smooth as a poured liquid, thickening and taking more space by the second. The sides of her armor frame ripped open, and tanned flesh greedily filled the available space.
Eventually, Ashera’s hips started to pile atop each other almost as much as they expanded outward. This gave her hips a gradual sloping shape. There were her love handles at the top, then slightly further and lower was the first lump of her hips, and then another downward slope before a more compressed pile of fat rested at the apex of Ashera’s hips. This stretched a gap greater than Ashera’s height. Tremor-like jiggles carried through these hips and into broad thighs and thick butt cheeks.
Ashera’s thighs bulged similarly to her arms. They were round and dense on their upper side, the portion that formed her lap, but the backs and sides sagged more noticeably. It continued to her lower legs, which swelled like piping bags overfilled with frosting. That fat started to roll over her feet and ankles until it touched the ground.
Her butt cheeks rose like bread dough and rolled off the back of her bench. The fat sagged lower just as it built higher, giving Ashera a lumpy and sagging rear. It was like a mixture of Sena and Eunie’s butts. It was nothing like the titanic mound of Mio’s butt, instead boasting less volume with broad curves on the tops and sides. Then the bottom curve sagged to rest atop the back of her thighs.
Ashera managed this breakneck pace relatively well. Her stomach tolerated the rapid influx and absurd volume, and her body swelled with fat instead of exploding. There were some issues, though. Ashera was getting so full that it was hard to breathe. This issue was made worse by her heart. It thumped heavily in her chest, and she swore it stopped a few times. One firm thump of a fat fish against her left breast got it running again.
“Mff come on! Not done yet!” Ashera said through a mouthful. She guzzled another bowl of stew to help wash food that struggled to go down. “BOOOUUUUURRRRRPPPP! Agh…not gonna lie, this hurts like hell.” She grinned. “But dammit, does it feel so good! The Undying Ashera won’t be done in by her dinner!”
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Ashera continued to stuff herself, filling her body with more food and fat than it could reasonably handle. Despite the ache in her belly and heart, she continued. The constant background noise of the colony was dominated by Ashera (with slight undertones of Manana rushing about cooking).
Mio, Sena, and Eunie decided they would get settled at that time. They dragged their excessively obese forms to the back, where they mostly just soaked in the hot water. The aches of traveling were relieved as the water seeped between their rolls, and dirt was stripped away by their mediocre work. None of them had arms long enough to wash most of their bodies. However, filling the tub with soap and sloshing around did the trick. It was lazy, but damn if it wasn’t effective.
The relaxation of this soak was erased on the trudge back to their lodging. It had been difficult to pull their bodies out of the water, where they felt the full brunt of their weight. They also built up an incredible sweat by the time they arrived. So, it was like their bath hardly meant anything.
“I give up. I’m sleepin’ here…” Eunie groaned as she leaned forward into her breasts. Her feet slid across the ground, shifting their burden to Eunie’s ass. Her body was so front-loaded that she couldn’t lie on her back comfortably. She had gotten used to using her cleavage like a pillow. She could press her face to it like the circular cushion of a massage table.
Sena sighed and pushed her belly against Eunie. “No, move a little. You’re right in the middle of the tent.” She had the strength to move Eunie, but her belly was incredibly soft. The mass of fat compressed a great deal before it managed to move Eunie an inch. There was also the fact that Sena’s legs were exhausted, and she didn’t want to roughly shove her friend. “Come on, please just scooch an inch or two.”
“No,” Eunie replied lazily, her voice muffled.
“You asked for it.” Sena moved her body so it was parallel with Eunie’s. She closed one eye and held her hand next to the other. She seemed to be running estimates in her head before she shifted her bulk onto one leg. Slowly, like a toppled tree, Sena fell against Eunie.
Both girls wobbled, and Eunie’s head shot up in surprise. “Oy, what are you doing?!” She barked and saw Sena’s head resting against her breast. “You can’t sleep there for free, you know?”
“Nah, you didn’t want to move. So you’re my pillow tonight.” Sena giggled, eyes closed and a smile on her rounded face. “You’re a little sweaty, but I’ll let it slide.”
Mio sighed. “I’m too tired for this.” She groaned and tried to grip the left side of her chest. Her right arm was too short and heavy to reach across her chest, and her left arm couldn’t bend right…and was also too heavy…and a little numb. ‘My heart’s been pattering nonstop since the fight.’ She thought and struggled to drag her bulk into the tent. The mounds of her ass fat felt heavier than usual, and her lard-coated legs were much more sluggish.
“Can’t do it…” Mio sighed as she slumped forward. This pushed her belly against Eunie and Sena, while her butt took up most of the tent’s entrance. There was still some room to enter, but only for those willing to climb Mio’s mountainous butt cheeks.
Eunie and Sena were quietly relieved. It was better for Mio’s butt to face out of the tent than into it. They didn’t want to say anything, though. They were no less gassy than Mio.
That just brought to question. They had struggled with their bulks, but they always managed to adapt. However, it seemed the limit was fast approaching. Their last battle was behind them, but they were sore and exhausted. Their hearts seized in their chests, too. The labored muscle had worked harder than ever during their gain.
Or perhaps it just showed how powerful Ashera was? The girls would likely brush off the lingering soreness by the next morning.
…
They did not.
“Ooooooooooooooooooooouch…” Was the first thing Sena said when she woke up. “My everything hurts, like super SUPER bad hurts.” She grit her teeth as muscles she thought were long gone were twinged with every move.
“Snuffin hell!” Eunie flinched as she tried to move. Her entire body felt like it had undergone an extended workout. “Ugh…I can’t tell if this is from my jumping, surprised I could even do that, or you lyin’ on me all night!” She tried to shift only to immediately abandon the effort.
“Oh, yeah, I’m pretty sore, too.” Mio chuckled nervously. She felt some residual soreness, but she didn’t feel as beat up as the others. ‘Maybe because I mostly used Ouroboros in that fight. My chest still hurts, though.’ She thought and started to slowly step out of the tent. “Guess the boys never came to bed?” She tried to change the subject and looked over her sandbag-sized shoulders.
Mio couldn’t focus on the search for long. The entire camp shook, and a pair of booming sounds nearly made her ears ring.
BOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPP!!!
BBBBBBBBBBFFFFFFFFFFFFFPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTT!!!
This was no simple burst of sound. The group also shook beneath everyone’s feet. So intense was the rumble that Mio, Sena, and Eunie’s bodies jiggled and shifted in place. The ache in their bodies was forgotten, and the trio stumbled over themselves to find the source.
It had to be a monster, or some sort of attack from the consuls.
It could be the end of the world for all they knew.
Or…
There was a chance it was Ashera.
If the mass of tanned flesh in front of the trio was still Ashera.
Mountainous was the best way to describe it. Ashera’s body rose higher and higher, piling and rolling over itself in an impossible amount of fat. There just seemed to be no way for the woman to have done this to herself in so little time.
Mio, Sena, and Eunie had taken their entire journey to get as fat as they currently were, and the wear on their bodies had started to show. So, to stand next to Ashera, who had been the apex of physical prowess but was now a mountain of lard and excess fat.
From where Ashera’s fat pressed against the ground to the highest curve of her ass was nearly five times taller than any of the trio. Her width was three times as great. A quarter of the camp was taken up by her body, and the part of the camp behind her was now absent.
“How the-” Eunie started.
BBBBBBRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT!
The ground shook as Ashera released a booming fart. The wind that erupted from her was so powerful that it blew a whirlwind behind her titanic cheeks.
Sena blinked. “She blew away part of the camp…with her gas. That’s kind of cool-OW!” Sena was promptly smacked in the tummy by Mio and Eunie.
The sheer mass of land taken up by Ashera was tremendous. Her weight had become so great that the ground was compacted beneath her, gradually deepening into a crater. Even then, her fat piled and rolled across the edge like a muffin in its tin. This supple, tanned lard piled five feet at its lowest before the curves rapidly ascended into the rest of Ashera’s mass. Her belly curved and tucked into numerous plateaus. These gradually reduced in size, but the smallest still had room for Eunie, Sena, and Mio to sit side by side (if they made the climb).
Ashera’s sides were lined with rolls. These were similar in pattern to the front of her belly, but the space between was nonexistent. Fat rolled and pilled, depending on the slab beneath it for support. This squished and squeezed them, making each seem to reach a little further. This continued until Ashera’s love handles rolled over her hips like an avalanche. It was a smooth cascade of fat that stretched on and on until it barely crept past Ashera’s upper hip.
But only Ashera’s upper hip.
This was the highest mound. It rolled until it curved and tucked. Beneath it came a much more waving, flabby expanse. This stretched out, sagged in a series of sheer drops, and eventually touched the ground. It was like saddlebag cheeks taken to the extreme. The fat was more loose and supple in texture, wobbling chaotically with all of Ashera’s gassy outbursts.
Such flabbiness carried behind Ashera into the more towering portions of her ass. Perhaps it was necessary at these sizes or came about naturally, but Ashera’s butt rose to be one of her highest assets. It rolled out behind her just as far as her belly did in front of her. It was as wide as her hips and not a foot shorter. It was the only reason Ashera was able to sit (if one could call it that) upright. It was a massive wedge between the ground and her ascending back fat. Any movement, which should be impossible, caused the entire mass of an ass to wobble. Cheeks smashed together with crushing force as they wobbled like ferocious waves. This clashing only ceased when Ashera farted, but it resumed with renewed vigor afterward.
Ashera’s legs were hardly distinguishable from the rest of her. Any structure of a limb was long gone. Fat had piled and rolled as it tried to find space. The only indicator that this was a leg was the furthest point where fat rolled in a tight, donut shape. If one were brave (or foolish) enough to spelunker there, they might eventually find a foot. It would be yards and yards within the fatty cavern, but it was there somewhere.
Ashera’s arms were similarly detached from their former selves, only in a different style. Ashera’s leg fat rolled well past her feet, but her arms had accumulated more width than length. The roll closest to her shoulder ran over her curves like how her love handles did to her hips. It was a tremendously thick roll that propped up all the flab above it. The rolls further down Ashera’s arm sank gently into the ones beneath them. They gradually shrank in circumference until there was a divot similar to the one on her legs.
Something prominent that no one in front of Ashera could ignore was her breasts. Atop the mass of her belly were two peaks that somehow managed to rise higher. These curves weren’t as high as the woman’s butt, however, they were no less impressive. They depended on the belly fat beneath them for support, and their weight was enough to make them sink gently into that fat. Ashera’s breasts weren’t necessarily perky, just incredibly thick. It was much like how Eunie’s breasts were very voluminous. Only appearing perky because of how much fat was stuffed into them.
There was no way to tell if Ashera was aware or cared about that. That was partially because Ashera’s head was so far away. Even the most eagle-eyed struggled to pick out just her head in the landscape of her body.
Ashera’s shoulders were stacked with fat, rising around her head. The upper rolls of back fat stacked behind her head and rose until they formed a type of cavern. This kept her head in the shade, but it was still there. Her cheeks swelled and bulged until they alone weighed five times as much as the Ouroboros girls combined. Her chins were numerous, and some just as mounding as the rest of her. These formed the floor of the proverbial cavern around her head. They were like a staircase that led into the shade and to her face.
The girls continued to stare until they noticed something. Amidst the piles of tanned fat was an orange sphere. They quickly realized this fuzzy orange sphere was barreling down Ashera. It would roll, fall from a heap of flesh, bounce across the folds, and eventually repeat the cycle. It eventually became clear this was intentional. The path wasn’t a random, chaotic sprawl.
THUMP!
The orange sphere, obviously Manana, landed near the girls. She landed rather daintily, albeit jiggling just as much as the mountain woman next to them. “Good, good morning, friends! Manana can have breakfast whipped up in a jiffy!” The nopon was about to roll to the cooking station before Mio got in the way.
“Manana…” Mio’s voice was a tad cold. “What happened to Ashera?”
“Spill the beans, ya hear?” Eunie didn’t bother to hide her stern tone as she waddled up to Manana’s side.
Sena closed in the remaining space but remained quiet.
Manana paused for a while. She was initially surprised to be surrounded, but then clearly realized she might be in a teeny bit of trouble. She tried to bolster herself…but that quickly failed. “Eheh…well, as friends can see, Manana fed Ashera lots and lots…and lots…and…lots.” Her tiny nub-like limbs kneaded her belly nervously, while the wing-like arms on her head twitched. “Ashera could keep eating, and Manana got to try loads of new recipes. It became a game of how to prepare a meal with dwindling ingredients. Manana lost track of time, and before she knew it-“
BBBBBBBFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
Ashera’s gas interrupted the nopon.
“That.” Manana cleared her throat nervously. “Still impressive, yes? Manana is an excellent chef!”
“This isn’t something to be proud of!” Eunie barked, leaning in until her breasts inadvertently squished against Manana. She wanted to get more face to face with her, but this was the closest possible.
Mio wasn’t as upset as Eunie, but she was still worried. “I can hardly catch my breath at this size. Are we sure Ashera is ok…I know she’s called undying, but this is insane!”
“Right? Jeez, seeing her like that makes me wonder if we’ll get that big!” Sena said, looking up at Ashera. “I mean, if Manana could do that in a night, we’re totally done for, right? Right? Why’re you staring at me now?” Sena started to blush as Mio, Eunie, and Manana stared hard at her.
Manana broke the silence. “Not possible right now. Camp’s kitchen is tapped out. Plus, friend Ashera was perfectly fine when Manana last spoke to her! She’s super happy with her size!” Manana puffed her chest out (which just made her jiggle). “Why wouldn’t she be? She spent all night eating Manana’s cooking! Manana was lucky, too! Not often Manana gets such eager taste test-gak! Friend Eunie! Scoot back! Manana being smothered!”
Eunie had leaned further forward, trying to grab the fat nopon in her arms. All she managed to do was squish Manana between her breasts and Sena’s belly.
Mio groaned. She was too tired for this. “We should go check on Ashera. Maybe we can use Ouroboros to climb up there quickly?”
“Can’t. Friend Taion, Noah, Lanz, and Riku not in camp!” Manana said before she clammed up again. “They wen’t to find…ingredients…because Manana asked them to…” Manana quickly bounced off the ground and over Eunie. She laughed nervously as she continued to bounce away. “Ahaha M-Manana go find them! See girls soon!”
The girls watched Manana go before looking up at Ashera. They would have to make the climb themselves.
“So…no breakfast?” Sena asked, looking at Mio and Eunie. Neither were amused by her comment…
“You’re giving me a leg up, thanks to that comment.” Eunie waddled forward, bumping Sena with her chest and belly. “Back your butt up against Ashera. There you go, keep moving.”
“Agh, Eunie, no shoving! Hey, those things are heavy!” Sena complained as she was nudged toward Ashera. Her butt squished against belly fat that readily rolled over her. It felt like one step had blubber rolled up to her shoulders. “You’re going to push me under her at this rate!”
“Nah,” Eunie replied as she continued to waddle forward. She was slowly able to get her belly atop Sena’s. Then, her feet were able to ascend her folds. That was the point where her belly and chest smothered Sena’s upper chest and entire head. Eunie’s weight atop the girl’s tummy also forced gas from her.
FFFFWWWWMMMMMPPPP
Which was muffled against Ashera’s belly.
Mio dreaded the idea of this climb, but it seemed necessary. ‘We really should check on Ashera. Handing her over to Manana is technically our fault.’ She sighed and waddled forward. “I think I should have been second. Can you support my weight?”
“Probably not, but we’re gonna be too short anyway,” Eunie grumbled as Mio started to climb over her.
“Pardon me, then.” Mio grabbed Eunie’s shoulders and started to pull up. She didn’t have as much fat on her front, so she scaled Eunie’s back with little issue. The hardest part was dragging all of her ass off the ground. The weight was immediate and oppressive. Gravity seemed mortified. Almost as if Mio had spat in its face. Still, up she went.
Eunie felt Mio’s belly drag against the back of her head. Everything then went dark as that fat rolled over her. The atmosphere between Mio’s thighs was stuffy, to say the least, but Eunie was more worried about.
FFFRRRRTTTTT!
Mio’s cheeks were bright red. She had reached the point where she needed to grab Ashera to climb. Ashera’s fat was soft enough to grab a handful, but that didn’t make it easy to hold. The force needed to lift Mio higher was enough to force gas from her. “Sorry…” Mio murmured, as if Eunie could hear from down there.
The next step of the climb was anything but elegant. Mio managed to pull herself atop one roll. She then had to turn around and reach for Eunie’s hands. Neither had much strength in their arms, so Mio had to use her ass like a counterbalance. She was able to pull Eunie up while Sena held onto Eunie.
This was immense effort for only one tenth of the ascent. The trio found themselves looking at the rest of their climb. The feeling they shared? Dread.
“I think I feel worse than when we were on the ground.” Mio sighed and wiped sweat from her brow. This left her hand soaked. She tried to dry her hand on her shorts, but those were also drenched with her sweat.
“And I’m still not feeling any better.” Sena slumped back until she sat down. Her muscles, which she was surprised still existed, were sore from their fight with Ashera. She didn’t get to properly rest them, and she didn’t get any breakfast! “Must be easy being the super giant blob.”
“Can it.” Eunie didn’t want to waste time. She waddled forward despite her haggard breathing. Even through her thick chest, she felt her heart thump angrily in her chest. ‘I can do this. Not like I’ll keel over from a little climb.” She tried to reach out and grab Ashera, but her chest was too large. Whenever she thought she had gotten a hold of Ashera, she had actually grabbed handfuls of her own breasts. “Well, this isn’t working.”
Thus began the cycle. Mio and Sena took turns being the base, while Eunie always occupied the middle of their stacks. They had to do this to climb between Ashera’s belly rolls. Each hurdle then allowed them to waddle a distance before the climb began anew. These micro breaks prevented the girls from collapsing, but it was still more exercise. Each step consisted of their feet sinking into Ashera’s fat, making for an unreliable surface. Everything was slick with sweat, too. Progress was almost lost as the girls nearly slipped off the rolls they struggled to climb.
It was made worse with Ashera’s gas. There was little reliable ways to detect the sudden outbursts. The girls could be waddling or climbing when a sudden BOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPP or FFFFFFFBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTT would turn their unreliable footing into impassable jello. The earthquake-like shaking combined with the sweat. Eunie, Mio, and Sena would slide about, running into each other or falling back on Ashera. There were enough close calls that the trio would be on edge every time Ashera’s stomach groaned.
Thankfully, the belly plateaus eventually came to an end. The girls could stand and survey the surrounding landscape in awe…
“Can’t believe we’re this high…on a person.” Eunie did not find this awe-inspiring. At all. Being able to see over distant hills was unnerving. “I’m going on ahead.” She turned and waddled toward Ashera’s cleavage.
Mio chuckled nervously. “Meeting Ashera, she did seem to have a big personality. I guess her body matches it now.” She fiddled with her tummy.
Sena hummed in thought. “I think if any of us got this big, then you’d be the only one with this view.” Silence. “Like, Eunie wouldn’t be able to see past her breasts, and I think I’d be more flat and spread out. Like my belly gets pretty tall, but stretches out a lot further. Eh, Mio?”
“Why would you say that?” Mio looked at her long-time friend with great skepticism. She didn’t wait for a response before she turned to follow Eunie.
“What?! It’s a valid observation! Ashera set the president! Hey, Mio! I know you can hear me! Your butt might be huge, but it doesn’t block sound! Yeah, your ears are twitching!” Sena continued to vie for Mio’s opinion as they reached the base of Ashera’s chest.
The vertical struggle was exchanged for a horizontal one. Ashera’s cleavage was a tight-spaced canyon with weighty walls that pressed from both sides. Eunie used her breasts like a wedge, but she still had to feebly push the walls of flesh with her hands. All this amounted to was her arms sinking to their elbows in the sweaty fat, though.
Mio suffered because she could never make enough room with her front. The walls of cleavage squeezed her hips, which created some room. However, her arms weren’t long enough to create extra space. Compared to her hip width, Mio’s arms were barely more than bumps on her side. The walls had become so tight that she couldn’t see Eunie in front of her. She barely heard the girl muttering angrily.
Sena had it easiest. She stuck close behind Mio (holding her breath), so there was a decent gap. Flab still squeezed her from the sides and behind, but her body was flatter compared to her friends. This allowed her to slip through more easily. “And now we see what Eunie might get one day…or would hers be bigger. Ashera wasn’t super top-heavy before this. Her chest might be this big just because!”
“Oi! My ears are burning up here! What’re you on about, Sena?!” Eunie shouted, her voice echoing slightly. She had no idea what Sena had said, but it felt like it was directed at her. “I swear, I’m giving those two a piece of my mind.” She imagined Ashera and Manana. Both had a hand in this. Ashera for showing what was possible, and Manana for making it so.
The group eventually emerged, coated in their and Ashera’s sweat. The last leg of the ascent was a staircase of chins and neck fat. Thankfully, these were small enough steps that there was little difference from hiking.
That didn’t mean much as hiking was still difficult for these three.
They were silent for this portion. All their breathing was dedicated to not fainting. Each girl sucked in large gulps of air, the force enough to jiggle their forms. Thighs sluggishly dragged against each other, occasionally slipping on the terrain beneath them. Guts and butts dragged along, but thankfully, this was where the sweat made things easier.
If what they had crossed so far were plateaus and a canyon, then ahead of them was a cave. Somewhere in it was Ashera’s head, and they knew this because of the echoing belches. Each hit them like a heavy wind, hot and damp to boot.
“At least-“ Sena started.
“Don’t.” Eunie interrupted.
“Please, Sena.” Mio was too tired for whatever Sena was about to say.
Sena pouted, cheeks puffed out. “At least the view is nice…”
BOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPP!
“T-took sha…wheeze longsh shenough…” Ashera sputtered as the girls entered the cave around her head. The air inside was stuffy, and sweat dripped in nearly constant streams from the fat overhead. Still, at the center of it was Ashera’s face.
“We wanted to apologize for all of…this.” Mio started. “We knew Manana’s cooking was powerful, but we never expected it’d go this far.”
“Ba-HOOOOOOUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPP-h. No needsh apologishe.” Ashera either chuckled or wheezed. “Feelsh amashingsh.”
“What?” Sena tilted her head.
Eunie shrugged. “Feels amazing, apparently. I’m a fan of my curves, but I can admit they’re a pain sometimes. Ashera, is your heart still beating, because I couldn’t feel a thing on the way up. If you don’t count all the wobbling.”
“HA!” Ashera grinned as best she could. “Shno way I’b loshe to food! Shure, chesht hurtsh, but shtill.”
“So our climb didn’t amount to much.” Mio sighed. “Well, good then. I suppose we’ll be on our way down and-“
“Na sho fasht! Ou shoulb shize up too!” Ashera said this as if her size wasn’t a drastic escalation in terms of human obesity. She told the girls to gain this amount of weight the same way someone told another to take a walk.
“Oh, I concur. It would make dealing with you all so much easier!” A new voice chimed in.
Mio, Sena, and Eunie quickly turned to see a consul had appeared at the “entrance” of Ashera’s cave.
“I certainly didn’t see…this happening, but I suppose I shouldn’t let an opportunity to crush you pass up.” The woman was overtaken in a purple glow. After a flash, she appeared larger. Just as the girls could take on the Ouroboros forms, so could the consul’s take on a similar form, Moebius.
This wasn’t ideal. The girls were cornered, couldn’t use their Ouroboros forms, and Ashera was a mountain. They didn’t have room to swing their weapons either. The walls (Ashera) around them didn’t give any room.
BOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPP!
Ashera parted her lips and belched. The sound was nearly deafening around her, but it was enough to force the consul to back up. Sena took the chance to thrust her body forward. She slammed into the consul belly first as both slid across Ashera’s chins.
“Hup!” Sena twisted her body as elegantly as a figure skater. In that movement, she slammed her hip into the consul and sent her flying. “Can’t use my hammer, but can use my hips!” She giggled, proud of herself.
Mio managed to leap and use a similar move. Arching her back in a way she didn’t think still possible, she flipped and slammed the full weight of her butt cheeks into the consul. That sent her careening into Ashera’s cleavage as Mio landed with an impressive bounce.
Eunie took the time to ascend higher. She scaled Ashera’s back fat to the highest peak of the woman’s ass. “More snuffin climbing…ugh, those boys are in so much trouble when they show up.” She huffed and aimed with her weapon. The consul leaped from Ashera’s cleavage just in time for Eunie to open fire. Fighting consuls was already a chore. Even if their Ouroboros forms were obese, it would have made everything go smoother that morning.
“Outrageous! I came by for a routine inspection just to see you bloated fools have ruined my strongest pawn! Do you know how humiliating this is?!” The consul exclaimed as she landed on the cheek opposite Eunie. She watched as the three approached her and prepared her offense.
Only the surface beneath her shook. Just as everyone was about to strike at each other, Ashera let out a booming PPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
This created a wobbling earthquake that combined with her sweat to make standing impossible. Mio, Sena, Eunie, and the Consul all slid down the curves of Ashera’s butt cheek…
The rapid slide started smooth only to quickly spiral into chaos. Sharp curves suddenly changed to an unseeable fold or a slight ripple. All sense of control vanished when another BBBBBRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT caused the cheeks to vibrate. The four had no way to steer or slow themselves until they hit the ground below.
The consul landed first, their Moebius form preventing them from instant death, but doing little to hold off all the damage. Mio, Sena, and Eunie had their thick and ample fat to break the fall, but it also didn’t dispel all the force.
Mio was pinned over the weight of her ass, Eunie was stuck on her belly and chest, and Sena was upside down. It was the worst position for each of them as their bulk was too lopsided to escape without help.
“Insolent…fine, I suppose I can finish you off…while you’re like this.” The consul slowly got to her feet. She was the only one capable of movement, meaning victory was surely hers.
Then a shadow fell over her. “What the?” She looked up to see a rapidly falling wall of fat.
The consul seemingly vanished beneath a giant tanned butt cheek. Ashera had done what should be impossible (making it seem her habit to do so) and moved. She had shifted her entire body five feet backwards. That was all she needed to crush the consul beneath her.
That movement also caused an earthquake (girthquake) powerful enough to collapse the remaining structures of the camp and jostle Mio, Sena, and Eunie. They were tossed into the air only to land atop each other.
“Hey, I got flipped over-GAK!” Sena cheered before Mio and Eunie landed on her, sandwiching her head between Mio’s butt and Eunie’s bust.
Mio didn’t react to that, instead focusing on Ashera. “I can’t believe she managed to move…The Undying Ashera title doesn’t seem to fully describe her.”
“I was gonna start calling her The Unmoving Ashera, but I suppose I can scratch that,” Eunie mumbled into her breasts. It wasn’t even noon, but she was done with the day. “Natural Disaster Ashera might fit.”
As if in response, Ashera’s stomach groaned and unleashed hurricane force winds with a booming, echoing, powerful PPPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
TO BE CONTINUED