Selina checked on Isis, did a lot more shopping for Ivy, and exercised more over the next few days before returning to Ivy's hideout.

The pampered plant woman was larger, though by how much Selina couldn't exactly say. There was an extra softness to her whole frame, not a gargantuan amount, just a bit more. It was intriguing to Selina and that's why she decided to stay a little while later.

Besides the fact that it was odd that she would be so interested in Pam's life.

Ivy thanked Selina with a grunt as she grabbed the first box of new groceries, cramming the kruler inside her maw and going back to taking in the sun.

It was while observing this that Selina's stomach growled.

Ivy didn't mention the quite loud noise, didn't even seem to care, but Selina still blushed anyway.

Taking a single donut out of one of the many boxes of treats, she chewed on it.

There, she thought to herself, my appetite is taken care of.

But she still took three more within the next thirty minutes.

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Selina observed her reflection the second week of her new stretch of time with Ivy.

There was a bit, just a bit, she reasoned, of softness on her.

That bit drove her to push herself even harder as she jogged a few miles from Ivy's place.

That drive made her pick up some extra treats from the store later that evening and a few jugs of whole milk, the creamiest, unhealthiest kind she could. After all, Selina reasoned, why shouldn't she deserve a treat for keeping in shape and active in the face of Ivy's pure laziness?

"Selina, food!" Ivy roared.

Smirking, Selina ran to feed her.

The game was still going strong, though she couldn't help but feel that she was the one being played somehow...