Sakura eagerly punched in the code she had memorized upon becoming a senior member of the slob compound, and eagerly waited as the doors opened and a tall figure stuck her head outside. Wearing her typical white bikini-like garments, Sakura could observe every extra pound that had adhered itself to her rather luscious coffee-with cream skin. She looked to have thrown on about 60 pounds in captivity, and it showed.


"Sakura!" The African princess chirped in her french accent. How are you? You look like you've been letting yourself relax from fighting; you've definitely got a lot more presence!" Elena smiled innocently. If there was one thing Elena was good at, it was seeing the bright side in things; even if she hadn't yet developed a slobby mindset, she saw no reason why Sakura couldn't be pretty with the layers of flab now covering her body. "How are you doing, Sakura? I'm not sure why they locked me in that room; it was warm, but it was nice to relax and take some time to myself! I think I should shower though..." Elena giggled and beamed at Sakura, making little waving motions by her armpit for comic effect.


Sakura noticed Elena got thicker the farther down you traveled: Her breasts were now B-cups, but didn't seem to strain her top much. Her belly was rounded and stuck out fairly prominently, but had not yet become heavy enough to start to hang downwards much; creases had formed on the fat of Elena's lower back, however, signifying that there was weight tugging downward from her front. Her thighs and rear end had scooped up at least 35 pounds of the gain by themselves; already they were three times as thick as they used to be when she was in fighting shape, and her already skimpy outfit looked like a thong thanks to her doughy butt cheeks; Sakura didn't think it was possible, but it looked as if Elena would have a bigger butt than Chun-li if fattened up to her weight. Already her ass had lost its old perfect roundness, formed dimples underneath each butt cheek with banana fat rest just above it, and the sides of her rear were starting to widen up to begin work on saddlebag hips. Each step send significant ripples through Elena's lower body.

Sakura grinned. "Elena, I've gotta tell you, I'm loving it here; I know you like to dance and stay fit and all, but I would love it if you would spend a little time with me and my friends!"

"Oh? Tell me more about it! By the way Sakura, is it not rude to pass gas here? Its typically frowned upon, but I see you don't seem to care here!" Sakura had indeed been flatulent as she caught up with Elena, as her garbage disposal of a stomach had no choice in the matter; however, Sakura cringed slightly, as she didn't want to come off TOO disgusting before Elena's mindset was sure-fire slobby.

"Umm...no, I would say that's not a big deal here!" Sakura responded, hoping she didn't sound too weird.
"Oh thank goodness, that food gave me terrible indigestion! " Elena bent over and let out a monstrous fart that opened with a foghorn-like burst of gas.
Sakura began to feel more confident after the display. "So Elena, wanna come check out my new lifestyle, I bet you'll love it!"