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Fire Force WG - Plump Princess - Part 2
🕑 Added 2025-04-18 14:12:09 +0000 UTCThe Princess’s Growing Secret
Princess Hibana exhaled slowly as she examined herself in the mirror. It was getting harder to pretend. Months had passed since her first dinner with Shinra, and her body had changed dramatically. Wider hips now stretched the seams of her once-slender uniform, and a swelling belly pressed against her dress. Even her ample breasts had grown heavier, straining the buttons of her blouses. A soft roundness in her cheeks had replaced her formerly chiseled face.
Inside, Hibana felt both embarrassment and pride. Embarrassment that the fearless Captain of Company 5 was noticeably softer around the edges. Pride that the real reason was the child growing quietly inside her – Shinra’s child. She rested a hand on her belly, heart fluttering at the thought. This new life was her treasure, a secret she guarded fiercely. If anyone found out too soon, there’d be endless questions and unwanted gossip.
So Hibana hid the truth in plain sight. She made a show of indulging her sweet tooth and hearty appetite, masking her pregnancy as simple weight gain. On dates with Shinra, she would order lavish meals and happily polish off every bite. Shinra never scolded or looked disgusted; in fact, he seemed charmed. He’d laugh when she playfully complained, “You might have to roll me home!” or teased herself about loving desserts. Each time, Hibana inwardly sighed in relief. To him and everyone else, she was just a woman who loved to eat – not an expecting mother.
The effects of her gluttonous cover story were plain. Her uniforms pinched and new civilian clothes were quickly getting snug. One morning, a jacket button popped clean off over her bust, startling her lieutenant; Hibana had merely chuckled and brushed it aside.
“Must be a defective button.”
Gossip spread through the companies that Princess Hibana had been overindulging. She heard whispers about how much weight she’d put on, how her once-trim waist was now quite thick. Rather than feel insulted, Hibana felt a sly satisfaction. Let them talk – it only made her ruse more convincing.
That’s not to say the charade was easy. In private, Hibana dealt with the unglamorous side of her secret. Her lower back ached from the added weight of pregnancy (and all those big dinners). Some nights she struggled to find a comfortable sleeping position amid her growing curves. And each morning, she fought with zippers and waistbands, muttering to herself as she coaxed clothing to accommodate her ever-wider hips and round belly. Still, whenever she felt a pang of doubt, she’d remind herself: This is all for a good reason.
Tonight would be another performance. Shinra had invited her to a new restaurant opening downtown. As she prepared, Hibana dared to step on her bathroom scale. The number that blinked up made her eyes widen – she’d hit a new weight milestone, the highest she’d ever been. She pressed her lips together, unsure if she wanted to laugh or groan. Anxiety tugged at her – was her subterfuge still foolproof at this size? Would Shinra start to suspect something beyond simple weight gain? But Hibana also felt a spark of mischievous glee. Every extra pound was part of her plan. In a way, it was an accomplishment to celebrate.
She dressed carefully, choosing a chic black dress with a forgiving A-line cut. It flowed loosely around her middle, though it still hugged her full hips and bust. Over it she draped a long purple coat as an added disguise. Standing before the mirror, she assessed the final look. The outfit hid her bump enough to pass muster, she hoped. Her pink hair was styled in its usual glossy bob, and a swipe of red lipstick drew attention to her confident smirk rather than her figure. If you didn’t know better, you’d simply think Captain Hibana had been enjoying life a little more, not hiding a seven-month pregnancy.
A knock at the door caught her attention.
“Hibana? You ready?” came Shinra’s warm voice.
Hibana’s pulse quickened. She took one last glance at herself. There was a tiny bit of nervous sweat on her palms and a swarm of butterflies in her stomach (the baby gave an encouraging little kick as if to rally her). Showtime, she thought. She squared her shoulders – noticing how her coat tightened slightly over her chest when she did – and opened the door.
Shinra stood there with his usual boyish grin. His gaze traveled appreciatively from her hair to her heels.
“Wow… You look amazing,” he said, completely sincere.
Hibana felt heat rise to her cheeks. Even after so many months and so many changes, he looked at her as though she were the most stunning woman in the Empire.
“Flatterer,” she purred, linking her arm with his.
As they walked out together, Hibana maintained a graceful stride, despite the subtle waddle that had developed in her gait. With each step, she could feel the soft swish of her thighs brushing and the gentle bounce of her fuller figure under her dress. She was hyper-aware of every inch of herself – but Shinra remained polite and oblivious, simply happy to have her on his arm.
He chatted brightly about a new dessert they had to try at the restaurant, and Hibana couldn’t help but chuckle. He’s unintentionally helping my cause, she thought. Her nerves began to settle. Pressing a little closer to him as they walked, she allowed herself to relax. Shinra’s arm around her back felt comforting, even as it inadvertently met the curve of her coat where her waist used to be slim. If he noticed the change, he didn’t show it.
As they approached the lights of the restaurant, Hibana felt a familiar dual emotion welling up. She was anxious, as always, that her charade might unravel. But she was also mischievously pleased. She’d come this far and managed to keep her secret beautifully. Shinra was none the wiser, and here they were, about to enjoy another wonderful evening together.
Hibana smiled to herself, a radiant, secretive smile. In her heart, she silently promised the little one inside her, Just a bit longer, and I’ll tell him. But for now, she would relish this game she played, the food, the company, and the freedom to revel in her growing curves without anyone suspecting the true cause.
With that, Princess Hibana stepped into the night arm-in-arm with Shinra, feeling the cool air on her flushed cheeks. Though her body was heavier and softer than ever before, her spirit was light. After all, she carried her secret with all the grace of a queen – and a sly, loving knowledge that soon enough, her double life would end in a bright new beginning.
