The truck scale groaned under her weight, its digital display flickering as it calculated her massive size. Amy held her breath, her eyes fixed on the screen, her heart racing in her chest.
Finally, the display settled on a number. "1,500 LBS," it read, clear and bold.
Amy's eyes widened in disbelief, her mouth dropping open in shock. She had done it. She had gained exactly 450 pounds, bringing her weight up to a staggering 1,500 pounds, matching Rouge's weight right on the dot.
"I did it," she breathed, her voice filled with wonder and amazement. "I actually did it."
Sonic, who had been watching with bated breath, let out a whoop of excitement. "You did it, Amy! You actually gained 450 pounds! You're officially 1,500 pounds!"
Amy looked down at her body, her eyes scanning the curves and rolls of fat that now made up her frame.
At 1,500 pounds, her form was a vast landscape of curves and rolls, a testament to her nine-month journey of indulgence and growth. She marveled at the sight of herself, her heart pounding with a mix of awe and desire.
Her belly was a gargantuan, rounded dome that protruded heavily from her frame, stretching taut and smooth. It hung so low that it rested on her thick thighs, completely obscuring them from view. Her belly button was a wide, shallow depression, almost swallowed by the sheer expanse of her stomach. The skin of her belly was shiny and tight, stretched to its absolute limit, and prominent stretch marks, silvery and intricate, crisscrossed her enormous girth like a roadmap of her gluttony. Her belly swayed and jiggled with each movement, a mesmerizing dance of flesh that was both hypnotic and erotic.
Her breasts were colossal, each one easily the size of a large exercise ball. They sat high on her chest, their weight causing them to rest heavily on her belly, merging with the rolls of fat that cascaded down her torso. Her areolas were wide and dark, her nipples taut and prominent, standing out against the pale, creamy skin of her breasts. Her cleavage was a deep, cavernous valley that seemed to go on forever, inviting the eye to linger and explore the depths of her softness. Her breasts were so large that they spilled out to the sides, their flesh overflowing and merging with the rolls of fat that made up her arms and back, creating a seamless expanse of soft, yielding flesh.
Her hips were impossibly wide and rounded, her waist entirely obscured by the sheer size of her belly. Her thighs were titanic, each one thicker than a massive tree trunk, their size exaggerated by the way her belly rested on them. Her inner thighs were soft and pillowy, rubbing together with each step, the friction creating a delicious, warm sensation that radiated through her body. Her calves were rounded and solid, her feet small and almost dainty in comparison to the rest of her, barely visible beneath the cascading rolls of fat that made up her legs.
Her arms were padded with layers upon layers of fat, their size rivaling that of her thighs. Her biceps were completely hidden beneath the thick layers of soft flesh, their definition lost in the sea of her abundance. Her hands were small and delicate, their size a stark contrast to the rest of her body. Her fingers were plump and dimpled, their tips tapering to neat, rounded nails that seemed almost comically small against the backdrop of her massive form.
Her back was a rolling landscape of curves, her spine entirely hidden beneath the layers of fat. Her shoulder blades were buried under mounds of soft flesh, her back dimpling and rolling with each movement, creating a symphony of sensual undulations. Her hips tapered into a gargantuan, rounded buttocks, their size so immense that they seemed to defy gravity, jutting out and swaying with each step. Her buttocks were dimpled and soft, their size a testament to the sheer amount of fat that made up her body, creating a shelf-like expanse that seemed to go on forever.
Her face was round and soft, her cheeks full and rosy, merging seamlessly with the multiple chins that cascaded down her neck. Her eyes were a striking shade of green, their almond shape accentuated by the thick lashes that framed them. Her lips were full and pouty, their color a deep, sultry shade of pink. Her chin was not just double, but multiple, each one a soft, rounded fold that blended into the next, creating a waterfall of flesh that flowed down to her chest.
"Amy, you look... incredible," he breathed, his voice filled with genuine praise. "I can't believe how much you've grown. You're absolutely stunning."
Amy blushed, her multiple chins quivering slightly as she smiled at him. "Thank you, Sonic. I couldn't have done it without you."
Sonic shook his head, his eyes scanning her massive form. "No, Amy, this is all you. You did this. And you look... you look like a goddess."
Amy's smile widened, her heart fluttering at his words. Sonic reached out, his hands gently caressing her enormous belly, his fingers tracing the curves and rolls of fat that made up her magnificent form.
"Your belly is... it's like a planet," he murmured, his voice filled with wonder. "It's so big, so round, so... perfect." He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the taut, shiny skin of her stomach, his lips lingering for a moment before pulling away.
Amy shivered, her body trembling with pleasure at his touch. Sonic's hands moved up, cupping her colossal breasts, his fingers sinking into the soft, yielding flesh. "And these... they're like mountains," he said, his voice filled with awe. "They're so big, so heavy, so... cute." He leaned in, pressing a kiss to the deep valley of her cleavage, his breath hot against her skin.
Amy moaned softly, her eyes fluttering closed as she reveled in the sensation of his touch, his words. Sonic's hands moved lower, gripping her titanic thighs, his fingers digging into the soft, pillowy flesh. "Your thighs are like tree trunks," he said, his voice filled with admiration. "They're so thick, so strong, so... powerful." He leaned down, pressing a kiss to the soft, inner flesh of her thigh, his breath sending shivers of pleasure through her body.
Sonic's hands moved to her gargantuan buttocks, his fingers sinking into the soft, dimpled flesh. "And this... it's like a continent," he murmured, his voice filled with desire. "It's so big, so round, so... irresistible." He leaned in, pressing a kiss to the soft, yielding flesh of her buttocks, his breath hot against her skin.
Amy's body trembled with pleasure, her breath coming in soft pants as Sonic's hands and lips explored her massive form. He massaged her body, his strong hands kneading her soft flesh, his touch firm and possessive. He murmured words of praise and admiration, his voice filled with genuine awe and desire.
"You're like a force of nature, Amy," he said, his voice soft as he looked up at her. "You're so big, so powerful, so... beautiful. I've never seen anything like you. And I'm so proud of you for embracing your size, your appetite, your desire."
Amy's heart swelled with happiness, her body trembling with pleasure and emotion. She looked down at Sonic, her eyes filled with love and gratitude. "Thank you, Sonic," she whispered. "Thank you for supporting me, for loving me, for being here with me every step of the way."
Sonic smiled, his eyes softening as he looked up at her. "Always, Amy. I'll always be here for you, no matter what. And I'll always love every inch of you, no matter how big you get."
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