‘Uuuuurrrrppppp!’
One month later, May had her rear firmly affixed to the couch while she played Super Smash Bros. Ultimate online with SummerT1me77. Licking her lazy lips, she lifted a slice of cake to her mouth and tucked in, her hands moving across her softly swollen stomach.
May couldn’t have asked for a better life. Her cousin April pampered and enabled her constantly, she could eat what she wanted when she wanted, all talk of jobs had completely disappeared (and May had binned everything that offered her a job in an attempt to preserve the status quo), and she could play video games ALL DAY EVERY DAY (and sometimes a little through the night too).
The upshot of this idyllic, lazy lifestyle was that May’s body had really begun to balloon from far beyond the simple potbelly it had been.
Her breasts were now E-cups, being round and fleshy. Luckily, they didn’t sag yet. They were frequently where remnants of May’s massive meals ended up, with the fat girl eagerly swallowing anything she happened to find there and letting out a cute belch.
Then there were her buttocks. Since they hugged the couch with great ferocity, few knew exactly how big they were. While not especially large or flabby yet, merely being rather curvy, that was still a huge difference from the flat bottom it had been.
The NEET’s legs had gotten rather huge too. Her flabby thighs shook as she walked (which was almost never), and rubbed together regularly, which made them sore and further discouraged her from walking.
However, May’s big, beautiful belly had grown the most. What had already been a rounded potbelly that had made her decidedly plump was now a full-blown fat girl’s gut. It was bulky, squishy, lumpy, huge, and malleable. It was as large and fluffy as the cakes May loved to gorge herself on. Her belly button had become deep and cavernous, and a haven for her sweat.
What did May think about her gain? She didn’t really care, honestly. If anything, her great gut simply served as a reminder of how much she loved eating and gaming. If her fat body was the price she paid for being a slothful hedonist, so be it.
Over the last month, May had barely moved from the couch at all. She hadn’t showered, as showering would eat into her precious gaming time, which had caused her hair to hang in front of her face. She typically only left the couch when she needed to relieve herself, and she only wore pyjamas these days (the same pair, so she wouldn’t have to think about which pair she wanted and thus game and watch TV a bit more), as she never attempted to leave the house. Why should she, when she could be attended to and fed without even having to move?
The room May sat in had become something of a pigsty over the last month. She left bits of food everywhere, and typically scattered her pyjamas around the room when they needed to be washed rather than washing them herself (as time spent washing detracted from time spent watching TV).
She’d become something of a little pampered, and her constant feedings by April had left her rather used to such treatment. She was still generally friendly and polite, but she couldn’t handle not getting her own way.
May had changed so much that even April was starting to get a little worried. April loved spoiling her chubby cousin, but at this point she didn’t even seem to have a life besides TV! She needed to get a job and slim down, fast.
‘May, darling?’ April called.
May didn’t respond. She was too engrossed in the TV.
‘May?’ April repeated, a little louder this time.
The stuffed slob’s eyes were still glued to the TV.
April walked up to the side of the TV and turned it off.
‘Hey! I was watching that! Turn it back on!’ May demanded. The remote control was nestled between two of her lardy love handles, and the fact that she refused to use it proved to April just how lazy May had gotten recently.
‘May...I’m a little worried about you.’
‘Why? Is it because I don’t have a job?’
April needed to choose some words very carefully to avoid upsetting her delicate, rounded cousin.
‘Well...partially. But I’m worried about your lifestyle in general.’
‘What’s wrong with it?’ May asked, defensively crossing her arms on the crest of her corpulent, meaty muffintop. ‘Because I don’t see anything wrong with it at all!’
‘May, love...you’ve worn the same clothes for a month, and you’ve barely even moved. You haven’t even gone outside or showered!’
‘Why should I when everything I need is in this room?’ May huffed. ‘I want the TV back, please.’
‘I’m sorry, May...Marcie and I have been talking recently, and...we think you’re getting a little bit fat.’
May’s cheeks burned for a minute, before she regained her composure and swallowed some chocolate to placate her corpulent, whining belly.
‘So? I’ve been overweight my entire life, and there hasn’t been any problems! I want to watch TV, April!’
April looked over at her obese cousin and inwardly sighed at her childlike behaviour.
‘But it’s getting to be too much! You don’t even want to move, and it’s unhealthy!’
May appeared apologetic about her behaviour. Then, that was replaced with a small smirk, followed by a rumbling belch.
‘What are you going to make me do, then?’ May asked smugly, turning the TV back on when she realised that April wouldn’t do it for her.
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