"It's just something the nutritional and medical authorities claim about fat Evil-looking foreigners--which is a decent percentage of the fat people around here."

"You poor thing. You poor, sweet, innocent thing. I'm so glad I can be here to give every inch of you the glorious love it deserves." Her hand makes slow, sensual circles around the tiefling's tummy. "Now I have to get jacked so I can beat the shit out of anyone who's mean to you."

"--they don't--say it particularly to me, I don't care what the bureaucrats think."

Purr.

"But you do need to get jacked."

Wiggle.

"You deserve better than to live in a society like that. You should be lounging on fancy cushions being fed fresh raspberries by servants. Your girth should be the envy of every woman in a hundred mile radius. But I like it when you tell me what I need to do. Anything in particular about my enbulkening you're looking forward to?"

She licks her lips and nods.

"I'm a simple woman."

[ It's something she's heard male foreigners say, about being 'boob guys' or 'ass guys'. In Tazich-land, this is the lesbian version of that. ]

She draws the fingertips of both hands around Katie's valiant belly in a diamond.

"I'm certainly looking forward to the rest of me growing too, but that's a solid choice. Go ahead. Tell me how much you like my belly."

"It's trying so hard" She doesn't feel obliged to admit to being a sadist.

"And it's . . . going to succeed."

"Against all the odds."

"And look, it's very smooth and soft and round".

She luxuriates in it and kisses it.

"Paint me a picture of the Katie you see in your mind's eye. The one whose belly succeeded against all the odds." She nibbles Tazich's earlobe and grinds her crotch against her meaty thigh.

"If I do, you'll be tempted to try and become that person. And I need you." Fighting the inanity and lies of the world alongside her.

She reflects.

"But I guess I'm going to tell you sometime anyway.

I'm going to love having to get you new clothes. Have you ever seen a crab molt out of its shell?" Fuck, why would she say that? Now Katie is going to know she's waiting for her to become weak and vulnerable and soft so she can—she can't even eat her! She's not a daemon, she's not Teg . . . This distresses her somewhat.

"It's like, they have a whole bright new future."

She looks down at Katie's distended tummy.

"If you must know, I can't wait until you're trying to fit this shape inside your clothes all the time. And one day you can't, and it's inevitable evidence of progress, of accretion, of stepping on to the board, one step at a time."

Facetummynuzzle.

"You're adorable. Imagine the sex, though. Imagine all that soft, pliant fresh pushing against each other with the force of toned, steely muscle. Imagine trying to get our cunts to touch with several feet of belly fat in the way. Imagine all the jiggling. We'll be going at it for so long we need snack breaks."

This reminds Tezich, she's still quite hungry. She delicately keeps her jerky-holding hand apart from her Katie-holding hand.

"But we can still cuddle, right?"

"Touching cunts through several feet of belly fat sounds easy. One thing the System doesn't want you to know is how easy it is to run fast when fat if you're strong."

"Absolutely. Wait, what does running fast have to do with sex?"

"It's just a physical feat that's considered impossible from within a fat body by people who live their lives with their minds in chains."

"Good to know. You continue to be based as hell. Anyways," she massages the tiefling's love handles as the grinding intensifies, "I'm not into men, but there is something appealing about being... Filled, so to speak, and I don't mean my stomach. I'm aware there are workarounds though. Maybe someday you can employ one and fuck me on all fours, make me feel it all hang and wobble., the weight of your gut atop my shelf of an arse as you thrust into me.."

"And lock my arms around your shoulders, yes."

Hip jerk.

"Pin you to the ground."

She finishes off the jerky, washes her mouth out. Bites Katie's neck and digs her fingers into her boob and shoulder.

"Steely muscle, you said earlier. Pliant flesh. I like that. I hope you don't mind if I play to win."

Grin against Katie's skin.

"Some people mind."

"I don't. So will I. I hear they have a sport in some part of Tian Xia involving people of similar stature grappling. They don't let women compete, though. Yet another taboo we'll be crushing under our weight."

"I'm going to beat you every time."

"And what shall be my prize if you don't?"

"Don't they say in the River Kingdoms, 'you have what you hold'?"

She clings to Tazich like a baby koala to its mother. "I believe so. Am I to infer that I too will be needing the same workarounds?"

She presses Katie into her.

"If you wish, and I fail to stop you, it is only right. Don't they teach you any morals up there?"

"How poetic. The strong, independent woman, reduced to the same position as the rest of her sex, grunting and squealing like the sow you are." She tests the waters with a slightly forceful shoulder bite.

Very loud growl.

"It might be nice. I wouldn't know. I haven't been beaten hand-to-hand since I was a teenager."

A second bite, harder this time. "How sad. You've never known what it feels like to have your body shaken and rocked and overwhelmed with force like an oak in a hurricane. Must be incredible with all this flesh to move. Don't worry, my love. Katie will show you."

"Perhaps she shall." She sounds entranced by the prospect.

She writhes her spine and leans over Katie, pinning her to herself.