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Patreon Prompt 357
🕑 Added 2023-05-01 23:01:22 +0000 UTCPrompt: Shirley Rogers finds an expired box of Passion Patties and becomes an immobile slob.
Shirley couldn’t believe it, but sure enough they were there, staring back at her from the back of her closet. It had taken multiple months of strict dieting and strenuous exercise for the woman with poofy blonde hair to get back to her original size. Having just recently lost enough weigh to squeeze into her favorite orange dress again, it was if fate was mocking her as she looked upon the boxes of Passion Patties. Even knowing the havoc the irresistible morsels had caused her body, she couldn’t stop herself from picking them up. Promising herself that just a bite wouldn’t hurt, she blatantly ignored the expiration date on the side of the box and popped a cookie in her mouth.
Though Shirley’s intention had been to just eat one, her bad habits came back in full force to push her to eat another and another. Devouring the entire box in a matter of seconds, any signs of self-restraint were tossed aside with a belch leaving her lips. Dragging several more helpings of the patties out of the closet, she relentlessly tore through them to feed her addiction and ruin her body.
As Shirley continued to stuff her face, her slender form became encased by an increasing amount of blubbery fat. The fabric of her dress was pushed to its limits thanks to a combination of her spherical stomach and heaving chest. Her skirt began to sink in between her butt crack as her backside and hips spread out along the floor. Though her sweet teeth helped her to ignore the extra weight being packed onto her body, she could still make out the sound of unruly groans coming from her gut.
Finishing off her binge session with her chubby cheeks and fingers covered in leftover chocolate, Shirley carelessly tossed aside the last emptied out box. Mindlessly rubbing her hand along her overstuffed belly, she barely put up any resistance to the constant burps that left her lips. Losing herself to her own feelings of lethargy, she didn’t so much as flinch as a boisterous fart came slapping out of her rear to the sound of a loud BRRRAAAAAAAAAPP. Left to stew in her own pungent gas, she tried to summon up the strength to get her slobby, obese body into a standing position to search for more food to shove down her throat.
