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Chub-li's Crushing Technique
🕑 Added 2024-02-24 17:36:49 +0000 UTC
WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS: Chun-li (Street Fighter) Weigh Gain
WORDS: 6000
Chun-li's raid on a Shadaloo base goes awry as she begins to fatten up under the effects of a strange serum. Though she struggles at first to deal with the immense amount of extra weight, she soon discovers the benefits of having such a large, powerful body.
This was the winner of the 2023 Prompt Story Poll.
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The seemingly impregnable metal doors began to buckle as something repeatedly banged against them. Each bump and distortion of the metal was another call for the Shadaloo soldiers to prepare to repel the attacker. As the grunts lined up, a few of the less seasoned men reflexively flinched as the door gave way to the mighty blows on the other side. The sheer power behind each of the attacks made it all the more surprising to see who was on the other side.
Elegantly striding her way into the base, Chun-li paused for only a moment to fix the pair of white hair buns keeping her dark brown locks in place. Brushing off the debris clinging to her blue qipao to better show off its intricate, gold patterns, she set her eyes on the grunts warily eyeing the spiked bracelets around her wrists. Showing off the pair of muscular legs clad in brown tights that were the main source of her power and reputation, she readied her battle stance just as the grunts began to rush towards her.
Chun-li was able to easily take down one soldier after another thanks to her years of martial arts prowess. Like a lightning flash, she would mercilessly slam her white boots into the face of a grunt to send him across the room. When they started to group up around her, she was able to easily shove them away by twirling through the air with her signature spinning bird kick. A soldier trying to make his escape was quickly shot down as she fired off a Kikoken from her palms. Too busy watching as the fireball made the grunt bounce off a nearby wall, she unfortunately left herself open for a surprise attack.
A splash of purple substance flew through the air to slather Chun-li’s back. Shuddering as the cold liquid seeped into her body, she turned her angry gaze towards the soldier that had done the deed. The grunt’s smug grin at his attack lasted until she sent him collapsing to the ground with a powerful palm thrust to the gut. Still not quite done getting her aggression out, she began to stomp towards the hunched over man.
Chun-li came to a sudden halt as she began to shake even more than the terrified grunt. These tremors wreaked chaos across her body before coming to a gradual stop. As her form became still once more, she looked at her hands to try and figure out what was going on. She got her answer as she watched her fingers plump up before her very eyes and her bracelets get snapped apart by her thickening wrists.
“What did you do to me?” Chun-li asked as the fat spread up along her arms to tear her sleeves asunder.
“I-I was just following orders,” the grunt said, shuffling away from her. “M-master FANG needed a way to test out his new poison.”
“What does it do?” Chun-li asked, momentarily glancing away from the cowering man to grasp the added thickness surrounding her neck.
“I-I don’t know, I swear,” he shouted out. “Master FANG just told me to throw it at the first intruder I saw.”
More than a little angry at the soldier, Chun-li stepped forward to punish him, only to be stopped by another tremor. This time, the effects became focused on her mid-section to give her an unsightly potbelly. Seizing the opportunity of her gazing awestruck as her breasts stretched out the front of her qipao, the grunt scrambled to his feet and ran. Coming back to her senses, she attempted to give chase only to stop as she felt her tights strain against her legs becoming even thicker to match the heft of her newly acquired bubble butt.
While Chun-li was trying to comprehend her new features, she shuddered at the sound of a metal door sliding open. On the other side was another squadron of grunts rushing in to answer the intruder alarm. Their aggressive demeanors took a hit as they all got a chance to stare at her. With all of the intel they had collected about the self-proclaimed, strongest woman in the world, they were a little dumbfounded to see her plagued with pockets of chub.
Weighing the chances of her defeating the large number of soldiers in her compromised state, Chun-li decided to sprint down one of the corridors to wait for backup to arrive. A moment later, she heard the telltale stampede of boots coming swiftly behind her. The rapidly approaching squadron was soon drowned out by the sounds of her chub jiggling around to put her clothes through their paces. Chewing on her plumper lips as she felt herself gain a second chin underneath her first, she was terrified to discover that she was still growing.
Afraid of being cornered as an immobile blob, Chun-li turned herself around. Wincing at the feeling of her added flab continuing to shake, she tried to keep herself calm in the wake of the grunts quickly approaching her. Cursing her decision to run ahead of the rest of her team, she nonetheless accepted the arduous fight ahead of her. Trying to pose her plumper form into her usual battle stance, she took a deep breath and prepared to hold her ground.
As the first grunt threw a punch towards Chun-li, she strained her chubby legs to dodge out of the way. Feeling the fist graze past her by the barest of margins, she took the opportunity to knock him to the floor with a punch of her own. Unsure if she would be able to repeat the same miracle again, she took the initiative to knock out several grunts at once with a flurry of kicks before they could have a chance to attack her. Though this did manage to lessen the soldiers’ numbers, it wasn’t enough to keep her completely safe from harm.
“Gotcha!” a grunt shouted out, lunging forward to put his arms around Chun-li. “There’s no way we’re going to let someone like you defile lord Bison’s base anymore.”
“Let me go!” Chun-li said, squirming as the soldier squeezed her pudgy waist.
“Not a chance,” he replied, tightening his grip around her belly bulge. “What the hell are you all doing? Stop standing like a bunch of idiots and take her out already!”
Seeing one of the soldiers step forward to take on the task, Chun-li’s mind raced to find a way out. Her decision was hastened as a gloved fist came flying straight towards her. Letting out a primal yell, she kicked off the ground and threw herself backwards with her grappler in tow. A loud thud echoed through the hall as she hit the ground. Though she was left unharmed, the impact of her fatter form pressing the grunt against the floor forced him to let go.
Momentarily starting at the unconscious soldier, Chun-li was reminded of the situation by the shuffling of boots. On reaction she tried to turn away from a kick, only for her wayward belly to come slamming into one of the grunts. Another sway of her body fell one of the soldiers by giving him a close up look of her breasts. Though the method was humiliating, she gritted her teeth and continued to fling herself around to take down each of her assailants.
Taking care of the last grunt with a bump of her booty, Chun-li took a moment to take stock of herself. More specifically, she was forced to come to grips with her pudge as it peeked out of various holes in her dress. Feeling a slight breeze against one of her butt cheeks, she cautiously poked her finger at her exposed belly button. Before she could consider stripping the guards to use the fabric to patch up the holes in her clothes, the sound of more troops storming towards her location got her running again.
Struggling against her jiggling assets and with the sound of the soldiers getting closer, Chun-li settled on trying to find a place to hide. In the midst of her search, she managed to find a door covered in solid gold. While it was far from subtle, she was forced to take the exit under the threat of being caught unprepared. Sucking in her gut, she managed to squeeze her plump love handles through the entryway.
Upon closing the door, Chun-li looked around the room to see she had stumbled into a type of gym. The room was littered with various exercise equipment that ranged from treadmills to stationary bikes, and a wide selection of different sized weights. Momentarily she considered using the gym to combat her unnatural growth, but that idea was pushed aside as her eyes fell on a familiar looking belt on the wall. It was the very same belt that had been plastered across the news years ago as part of a scandal that led to a certain boxer being banned from the sport.
Right on cue, the sound of a loud thud brought Chun-li’s attention to a punching bag in the corner. Moving back and forth, the muscular man ruffled the edges of his blue, hooded robe as he threw out one devastating blow after another. Reeling back his arm, he sent the bag flying with one last, powerful punch. As sand trickled down from the impact he had made in the nearby wall, he slowly turned himself around to reveal his familiar scowl.
“The hell are you doing here?” Balrog asked, pounding his gloved fists together. “And since when have you been such a fat ass?”
Seeing Balrog stomp towards her sent a much needed shot of adrenaline through Chun-li’s body. “I’m here to put an end to Shadaloo for good,” she said, trying to ignore her belly rolls folding together as she assumed her battle stance. “As I speak, other Interpol agents are attacking various parts of the base. It’s only a matter of time until they shut this facility down and bring you all into custody.”
Balrog let out a laugh. “Lot of good that’s going to do for you and your bingo wings,” he said gesturing towards the fat hanging from her upper arms. “I don’t see anyone around here to save your skin.”
“Don’t underestimate me,” she replied, undermined by the sound of her leggings splitting down the center to make way for her pudgy thighs. “I may be a bit larger than usual, but I’m still more than capable at taking you down.”
An unsettling grin spread across the boxer’s face. “Alright then,” he said, taking up his own stance. “Let’s go. I need a new punching bag anyway.”
With a grunt, Balrog dashed forward with his fist outstretched. Though Chun-li managed to barely dodge the blow, the lingering force of the punch sent ripples through her body. The sensation of the jiggling flesh was enough to open up more tears in her clothing. Feeling a chill against her buttocks and the underside of her breasts, she was forced to drop her defensive position to try and cover herself up.
The squeak of boots nearby made Chun-li realize her grave mistake. As she tilted up her head, a shocked gasp escaped her lips to jostle her two chins as she watched Balrog make a beeline toward her. Knowing it was impossible to get out of the way of the attack, she braced herself for the impact. Though the fist did find its target in the form of her plump ass, the most it did was give her a light shove that made her stagger back a bit.
“The hell?” Balrog asked, sharing the same confusion as Chun-li.
Reeling back his fist again, Balrog attempted to punch her chest. Though her tits did sink in from the blow, they were able to rebound the boxer away to regain their melon-like size. As humiliating as it was to see her nipples starting to peek through the fabric of her strained dress, Chun-li couldn’t help feeling a strange sense of pride over the discovery of her body’s unique defense method.
“What’s wrong?” Chun-li asked, goading Balrog with a wave of her thick fingers. “Is that the best you’ve got?”
“SHUT UP!” Balrog shouted, stomping his feet into the ground. “There’s no way I’m going down to a ball of blubber like you. NOW HOLD STILL!”
Running towards Chun-li at full speed, Balrog lifted up his fist with the intention of putting all of his strength into the vicious blow. Despite her earlier taunting, Chun-li couldn’t stop herself from shaking as he got ever closer. Her fearful shivering was overtaken by another jiggling sensation as his fist struck her doughy belly. As he sunk deeper and deeper in, his look of anger became replaced with disbelief. When he tilted up his head to try and find answers, he managed to catch a glimpse of Chun-li’s smug smirk before he was sent flying by her belly returning his attack with ten times the force.
Flying like a bullet, Balrog was sent spiraling through the air. His body went careening into the door to tear it off its hinges and bring part of the wall down with him. Waddling her way towards the expanded opening, Chun-li managed to easily fit her wide waist through thanks to the recent renovations. Seeing Balrog collapsed on the ground, she stomped towards him to loom over his body.
“What do you think of me now?” Chun-li asked.
“I’m… not… done,” Balrog said, struggling to lift himself up amidst the rubble. “I’m going to make sure you regret ever-“
Motivated by a strange urge, Chun-li decided at that moment that the best way to shut up the boxer was by leaping forward to bring her hefty form crashing down on him with a belly flop. While the impact did add further wear and tear to her dress, it had the bonus of letting her experience Balrog uselessly squirming beneath her. Once she no longer felt anything moving beneath her gut, she rolled herself off of him. Holding onto the nearby wall to support herself, she turned back to see that he was knocked out.
“Have a nice nap,” she said, brushing the dust from her raggedy clothes. “The other agents will be along later to pick you up for interrogation. As for me,” she said, waddling her way through the corridor, “one down, three more to go.”
Still on a bit of a high from her recent victory, Chun-li strolled deeper into the base with her head held high. This prideful stride couldn’t be undone by the sensation of her thick thighs rubbing against one another. The same could be said for the constant clapping of her ass cheeks which inevitably spelled the end for her panties. Her confidence took a bit of a hit as she felt another draft of air going across her fattened backside. She felt another chill thanks to the sizable tear in the front of her qipao that her breasts had torn through that threatened to let her nipples pop out at a moment’s notice. Rather than wait for her clothes to completely destroy themselves in the middle of a scuffle, she elected to slip into another room to discard the undersized garments.
Upon squeezing her hips through the doorway, Chun-li was assaulted with a mix of brights shades of fabric and overpowering perfume. The main source of the odor came in the form of the shirtless man currently waltzing his way towards her. Even without the claw on his arm, the blue tattoo across his chest, or the white mask hanging from his hips, she was able to identify him as Vega just by the shudder she felt go down her spine as she looked upon his face.
“What have we here?” Vega asked, his braided, blonde hair waving around as he flamboyantly turned towards Chun-li. “Well, I see you finally decided to give up being a police officer and instead become a literal pig.”
“That’s enough out of you,” Chun-li said, beating her chest as she stared him down. “I know I might not look like much, but I was able to take down Balrog easily like this.”
“In what, an eating contest?” he retorted, an unsettling laugh following swiftly from his lips. “Clearly you are delusional.” With a spin, he donned his mask and attached the claw to his hand. “Allow me to remove such an insane, unsightly creature like yourself from this world.”
Chun-li made the first attack, but her kick went too far wide to catch Vega as he flipped out of the way. Wincing as more of her flab broke free of their cloth prison, she was in no position to fully avoid the counterattack. The claws didn’t touch her flesh, but the cut wasn’t aiming for her. That was made all the more evident as her heavy, basketball sized breasts drooped onto her belly to let the last few strands of her top get shaken away by her plump teats.
“Ah, a much more fitting appearance for a cow such as yourself,” Vega said, unable to contain his laughter as he came in for another swipe.
This time, Vega’s claw found its mark to destroy the skirt that was giving Chun-li’s lower body the vaguest semblance of modesty. As the shredded scraps tumbled down her thighs to leave her love handles on fully display, the cackling laughs of her attacker became unbearable. Even still, looking between his darting form and her doughy gut, she doubted she would have any chance to chase him down.
“You’ve really gotten in over your head,” Vega commented, pulling off his mask to grin as Chun-li developed another chin. “You should have just gone home when you had the chance. Maybe you could have joined that sumo wrestler friend of yours back in Japan. Well, after you find a way to fit onto a plane of course.”
Though the comment was meant to be taken as insult, it triggered something in Chun-li’s mind. Looking over her figure and seeing how closely it resembled Honda’s sumo body, she thought back to how he was able to easily fling himself around in spite of his size. Keeping this in mind, she squatted down and took a deep breath. Ignoring the sensation of her thick butt cheeks being spread apart by the position and the resulting laughter it elicited from Vega, she kept herself focused on copying a specific technique.
As Vega flew in for one last attack, Chun-li saw her chance. Stomping her feet against the ground, she flung her doughy body into the air to meet him in the air. His graceful movements were unable to avoid careening into her gut as the two impacted. Gritting her teeth at the sensation of her flab being jiggled around by his body, she wrapped her blubbery arms around him. Making sure that he only had one place to go, she kept her grip tight as both she and him came careening back down to the ground.
A loud boom echoed through the room as Vega was squished between Chun-li’s obese form and the floor. Not satisfied, she proceeded to add to his torment by constantly lifting up her flab and slamming back down to further his torment. When she finally stood back up, it was to see the cracked remains of his mask along the ground and his claw bent in several places. Seeing him still moving, she decided that the best method of knocking him out was to liberally stomp on his face. She only saw fit to stop once her pudgy toes burst apart her boots and the shredded remains fell upon his bruised and battered face.
“That should do it,” Chun-li commented towards the unconscious Vega. “Maybe you’ll learn some humility while you’re rotting away in a prison cell.”
When all Chun-li heard back was a pained moan, she looked through the room to see if she could find something to wear. Though Vega had all kinds of flamboyant and colorful clothing, it was all unfortunately several sizes too small to have any hope of fitting around her current form. This fact was shrugged off by her as she waddled her way over to a full length mirror. Rather than bemoan her blubbery form being on full display, she took a moment to appreciate the strength hidden behind her multiple layers of fat. Getting herself going with a hearty slap to her gut, she stomped her way over to the door and burst through the entryway to resume exploring the base.
Much to both Chun-li and her thighs’ relief, the next thing she came to was reminiscent of a pair of hanger doors. Though the entrance was locked up by an electronic keypad, she was certain that she would be able to break through it. Rather than try to clumsily push her sausage-like fingers against the buttons, she took a step back and ran towards it. With a hip thrust, she slammed her gut into the keypad. When she pulled away to allow the broken buttons to tumble out of her stomach rolls, the clink of metal against the floor was followed by a loud hiss as the doors slid open.
Waddling forward, Chun-li found herself in a large room made up entirely of white squares along the floor, walls, and ceiling. Against the pale scenery, the sight of the man dressed in purple robes and a black hat stood out like a beacon. Locking his gaze on Chun-li as she stomped towards him, the nefarious man known as FANG held out a hand and let out a chuckle.
“This is absolutely marvelous!” Shadaloo’s second in command announced. “I had high hopes for my new poison, but never would I have thought it would be this effective.”
“I think that’s pretty subjective,” Chun-li replied, giving her ass a smack, and reveling in the resulting ripples.
As the sound of her jiggling flesh petered off, FANG’s face scrunched up in confusion. “Wait, how are you able to move around so easily with that much weight? You have to be at least seven-no, 822 pounds by now.”
Chun-li let out a husky laugh that jiggled her rows of chins. “Sorry to disappoint, but I’m quite used to throwing around people larger than myself. It’s all thanks to sparring matches with my good friend, Zangief.”
“This is completely absurd,” FANG said, gritting his teeth. “My poison should have left you nothing more than an immobile blob of flesh.”
Letting out a childish giggle, Chun-li pinched at her pudgy mid-section. “Maybe you need a closer look for yourself.”
Throwing a tantrum as he stomped his feet into the ground, FANG got into battle position. “Fine. If you won’t go down to my new concoctions, then we’ll do this the old-fashioned way.”
With a wave of his arms, FANG unleashed a flurry of poison globs from his sleeves. The purple orbs came rushing towards Chun-li, intent on wearing her down to make her easy to finish off. Though she had been wary of the attack in the past, the confidence born from her new, larger than life body allowed her to meet the attack head on.
Chun-li’s trust in her flabby form was rewarded as the poison globs were easily shaken away with a single swing of her gut. Any lingering purple orbs were dismissed with a combination of a shake of her hips and a thrash of her heaving bosom. As the attack was reduced to a purple mist, the invigorating sensation caused by the lingering jiggles paled in comparison to the joy she felt at seeing the frustrated look on FANG’s face.
“ENOUGH!” FANG shouted out, raising his arms above his head. “I’ll teach you to make a mockery of me!”
Creating a bird-like screech with his mouth, FANG unleashed a fog of poison that completely enshrouded his form. Regardless of if this was a tactic to either retreat or merely reposition himself, Chun-li wasn’t about to let him have his way. Trusting in her own strength, she squatted close to the ground and closed her eyes. Once she was certain that she had properly focused her energy, that was when she unleashed her attack.
In direct defiance of her body’s flabby form, Chun-li managed to fling herself through the air by twirling around her chunky, blubber-laden legs. Using the newly dubbed, Spinning Albatross Kick she managed to careen towards the purple fog. As the mist was cleared away by each twirl of her massive thighs, the visage of a completely dumbfounded FANG could be seen. This left him with little chance to get out of the way as she came slamming straight into him.
“No, no, no, NO!” FANG said, struggling and failing to pick himself up. “How could I be beaten by such a fat, good for nothing-“
FANG’s stream of insults was cut off as a swift slam of Chun-li’s buttocks along his back knocked the wind out of him. Thinking back to the various crimes that the poisoner had committed helped her to get over the fact that she was pounding his head in with her meaty mammaries. Bringing the final blow in the form of a belly flop, she reveled in the sensation of his squirming form as he became enveloped by her flab.
“L-lord… Bi… son…” FANG managed to hiss out, moments before he lost consciousness.
Picking herself up off of her fallen foe, Chun-li decided to vent out a bit more of her aggression by stomping on him with her fat feet. The attack managed to momentarily wake him up just long enough for him to stretch out his arm. Noticing where his fingers were pointing, her eyes were drawn to an imposing door on the others side of the room that was marked with the Shadaloo logo. Though Chun-li was unable to question FANG about what lied in the next room, the ominous feeling coming from it was enough to confirm that she had reached her ultimate destination.
Giving the keypad the same, squashing treatment as the last allowed Chun-li entry through the imposing door. What awaited her on the other side was a room of luxury with gold lining the walls. A red carpet along the floor was contrasted against the four marble statues bearing resemblance to the four kings of Shadaloo. At the center of these replicas was a large throne that demanded Chun-li’s attention to bring her to gaze upon the man responsible for the organization and the suffering of countless people.
“What’s this?” M. Bison asked, a sly grin on his face as he stood up from his throne. His cape billowed behind him to reveal his red uniform as he slowly made his way down the steps. Momentarily removing his red cap, he smoothed out his grey hair before locking his white, pupilless eyes on the overweight fighter. “I don’t recall every seeing such a large thorn in my side.”
“You know who I am,” Chun-li replied, tapping a pudgy hand against her hair buns, the sole surviving piece of her clothing.
The dictator let out a laugh. “I knew of the woman you used to be. However, I am much more intrigued by the thing that I just watched rampage through my lair.”
With a wave of his hand, Bison called upon a wall of screens to turn on. Each monitor showed footage of a different part of the base. Only now recalling the various cameras she had passed on her way to the center, Chun-li was able to brace herself for what came next.
The screens began to play back footage of Chun-li’s rampage through the base. They chronicled, not only her battles, but the various stages of her weight gain. Starting off with her initial exposure to the serum, she witnessed the confusion and fear of her chubby form running off from the grunts. Turning her head to the side, she watched her clumsy fight against the group of soldiers. She was left in awe at the sight of her pudgy body being able to withstand Balrog’s blows. She was even more impressed by getting to see her smack down Vega in mid-air in spite of her large size. It all culminated with the vision of herself putting all of her weight on top of FANG, forcing her to put on a sly grin.
Another snap of the dictator’s fingers commanded all of the monitors to change to a live feed of the room. Focusing on Chun-li’s body, the screens managed to give her a chance to see the full effects of the serum. She was practically five times her original size, with plenty of chunky blubber across every inch of her. Her enormous, thick thighs were partially obscured by a mix of her drooping belly and sizable love handles. A single step upon her plump toes was enough to send her elephantine ass cheeks into an uncontrollable shaking fit. As the cameras panned over her beach-ball sized breasts and multiple rows of chins, they centered in on her face. Given a chance to see her chubby cheeks and plump lips, Chun-li couldn’t help herself from putting on a toothy grin.
“Hmm, interesting,” Bison said as he scratched his chin. “Very interesting indeed. It looks like you’ve fully acclimated to your new body.”
“What are you trying to say?” Chun-li asked.
“As someone that’s had to swap bodies more than a few times, I can relate,” Bison replied, stepping down to the floor. “I’ll have to consider getting a larger form myself later. AFTER I take care of the nuisance before me of course.”
“I’d like to see you try,” Chun-li replied, stomping her foot into the ground as she glared at Bison.
Letting out a maniacal laugh, Bison tossed off his cape and flipped towards Chun-li. The scissor kick hits its mark against her belly, only to be rebounded by the multiple layers of flab. While the counter had been enough to disorient the grunts and other kings of Shadaloo, the dictator merely laughed it off before jumping into the air.
Knowing where Bison was heading, Chun-li purposefully fell back onto the floor. Her quick thinking led to the dictator’s head press attack to instead leave his feet sinking in-between her meaty bosom. Trying to capitalize on the moment, Chun-li lashed out with a pudgy limb only for Bison to teleport away in a flash of purple.
Rolling herself over, Chun-li managed to heave herself back into a standing position just as an orb of psycho energy was tossed her way. Dismissing the energy ball with a wave of her gut, she attempted to waddled towards Bison. However, she was prevented from moving any closer as he unleashed an onslaught of orbs that forced her to go on the defensive. As she flung around her breasts and belly to parry the energy balls, she tried to find an opening to get in on him.
Behind the barrage of shots, Chun-li managed to see another bright, purple flash. Trusting the shiver that went through her back flab, she pushed back her behemoth buttocks. Her reaction managed to repel Bison’s sneak attack but didn’t leave any last damage. Slowly turning her hefty form around, she watched as he casually brushed the dirt off of his shoulders.
“This has been a delicious display of your makeshift techniques,” Bison commented, holding back his fist as he began to charge up his energy. “However, it is time to end this.” Enveloping his body in a purple aura, he flew towards Chun-li like a drill. “This place shall become your grave!”
Faced with the overwhelming power coming towards her, Chun-li fought against her innate instincts to run away. Putting her trust in the hundreds of pounds of flesh that had gotten her this far, she stood her ground. Waiting until the last possible moment, she puffed out her gut to take on the brunt of Bison’s Psycho Crusher. Ever so slowly, he began to push back her obese form. Gritting her teeth as her body became racked with jiggles, she let out a primal yell and threw everything she had into thrusting her belly forward.
In the blink of an eye, the dictator’s energy dispersed as his body was sent careening through the air. Bison’s flight ended prematurely as he collided with his own statue. Crumpling to the ground, his ever present smile vanished to make way for a pained grimace. Watching him slowly rise back up, Chun-li clenched her fingers. She wasn’t about to give him a chance to get the upper hand.
Charging forward like an overweight rhino, Chun-li reintroduced her massive gut to Bison by pressing him between it and the crumbling statue. Swinging her body left and right allowed her tits to pound against both sides of his face. Leaving the dictator in a daze, she turned herself around to give him an unobstructed view of her meaty rear. Over and over again she slammed her backside into him; each time pushing with more strength in an attempt to pound him into a pulp. Through Bison’s pained wheezes could be heard the crackling of rubble as the statue began to break apart. With one last thrust, she managed to destroy the marble figure by forcing the dictator through it.
Taking a deep breath, Chun-li waddled herself around. Before her was the limp body of Bison, covered in the crumbled remnants of his statue. Seeing even the slightest movement from his body was enough to convince her to stomp over to him and bring her rear down to completely smother his form. Wobbling her rear back and forth to ensure he wasn’t going anywhere soon, she let herself spread out to rest her weary body.
Unable to summon the strength to move, Chun-li decided it was best to wait for her comrades to come find her. Until then, she was content to use her former enemy as a cushion while she rubbed her weary flab. With the exhaustion of her rampage hitting her all at once, she undid her hair buns to let her locks freely hang down her back flab. Given a chance to properly poke and prod at her fat, she was able to appreciate what this new body could do. Sliding her palm along the peak of her belly, her mind went wild with ideas on how best to use her flabby fighting style. Once the remnants of Shadaloo were taken care of, she would be more than ready to show the entire world the new and improved strongest woman in the world.
Comments
Thiccpreciator
This was a fun read, and man Bison took an ass-whooping.
