"Hello? Chiharu? Are you here?" Densuke called. "Yuriko told me you wanted to talk to me."
"Oh shit! It's Densuke!" Chiharu said to herself. She scrambled as fast as she could to her bedroom, and got under her bed, trying to cover her large gut, but failing. "I'm in here, Densuke!" Chiharu called out, and then putting the covers up to her nose, hoping Densuke won't notice the large bulge in the covers.
"Hey, are you ok? I was worried that you were hurt or something."
"No, I'm fine, thanks. Just a little too tired today."
"Hm."
"Hey, could i ask you a question?"
"Go Ahead."
"Would you still like me even if I was fat?"
Densuke went red at the question, because many of his fantasies about Chiharu involved her stuffing herself and getting fat. He took a big gulp and then said with a strange about of courage: "Chiharu, I'd like you no matter what size you were; even if you were 100 lbs or 1000 lbs."
Chiharu went bright pink at those words. Well, i have something to tell you, then. She then pulled out the covers, revealing her much larger body. Densuke then...