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Meat Cat-Girl Pavilion
🕑 Added 2021-10-28 03:56:54 +0000 UTC
The people who work here, me included, are cute girls with cat ears, who weigh over 400 kilograms.
I mustered all of my energy to stand up from the couch, my heavy belly jiggling, sagging down to the ground, and headed out from the break room, to go and greet the customer who had come to meet me once again today at the scheduled time.
I was already a little out of breath by the time I had reached the entranceway, which was not even 10 meters away, since moving my fat-laden body is such hard work.
"Huff, huff, Welcome, huff, to the Meat Cat-Girl Pavilion, wheeze!"
Just one of my boobs alone is the size of an overnight bag. Using both hands, I gave both of my massive tits a good shake, letting them jiggle and wobble. When I did that, the customer's eyes lit up brightly, almost like he had hearts in his eyes.
Pitching forward slightly, standing bow-legged, I pulled up my skirt with one hand to reveal my gigantic belly, which was covered in my custom-made white panties. A cellulite-covered, flabby belly is just the right thing to win the hearts of customers. A big, sagging, erotic belly, which hangs down below the knees, is a wonderful natural treasure that is more difficult to come by than even a diamond in one's everyday life, so it was no wonder that the customer gulped loudly when he saw it.
"Huff, you're free to touch as much as you please, but, huff, you're not allowed to stick your hands deep in my belly or in my butt, okay?"
After giving the customer that gentle warning, I clumsily waddled around, changing course, and began leading him to the room.
I waddled ahead of him, guiding him forward, step by step, with my big legs, which had fleshly rolls and bumps, like a big ham. Every time I took a step, the blubber on both of my legs, hidden underneath my belly, jiggled and shook.
"Huff, huff, I might look like this now, but, wheeze, huff, this used to be a regular cat-girl cafe two years ago, and I was, huff, skinny."
One day, a customer started telling me how cute I looked when I was eating, and how being fat was so much cuter. Then, before I knew it, two years later I had gotten so big that I couldn't even go about my daily routine without the use of tools. My daily life before, where I used to be able to easily carry an omurice with one hand, had now became a daily life where I basically had blubber that weighs as much as an average adult woman hanging off of each arm.
The more that I ate, the more people complimented me, and the fatter I got, the more that people said I was cute, and my sales soared. I had become so cute that I would start gasping for air after only moving a little bit. So, when I stood outside, I attracted lots of attention.
I can even do lots of sexy things now, like pressing my hands together in a heart-shaped gesture up to my large breasts, which are too big to fit snugly into my clothes, and make the fat of my boobs fill the heart-shaped hole made by my hands.
"Wheeze, huff, huff, here is your room!"
After I had somehow managed to show the customer to his room, I felt my heart flutter in excitement, over the food I was about to eat and the fact that the customer was going to touch and jiggle me and call me cute.
"Urg, nggh, huff, huff"
I walked home from the store back to my apartment, which was 500 meters away. The store was an environment where I could rest at a moment's notice, so I didn't use my cane there, but I used it as I was walking back home. My unruly, curly hair was tied back, and my belly button was peeking out from underneath my casual shirt, and I was wearing jeans. With the exception of the belt I was wearing to hold my sagging belly in place, I looked like a regular girl who showed a lot of skin these days.
The store is in a location a little way away from the downtown area, so I don't pass by that many people while I'm on my way back home. But, if you waddle along with your butt, belly, and breasts jiggling and shaking, breathing hard, with a face that looks like kagami mochi, buried in lard, you'll attract attention even if you don't want to. But, gradually, people had gotten used to seeing me, and nowadays, at least with people in the neighborhood, we just pass by each other normally. I felt like the kind of everyday life I had back when I was skinny was returning, although it was now like being fat was the norm.
"Huff, huff, mmph, here we go, come on, huff"
As I get closer to my apartment building, I feel my stamina draining, so I try my best, rousing myself with grunts and shouts. My tail was swaying wildly from side to wide as I moved, perhaps because of how much effort I was putting into moving. This apartment was built for exclusive-use by employees, and my room is located on the first floor. Instead of a regular hinged door at the entrance, it has a sliding door. It's wide enough for me to pass through, of course. The entranceway can also be expanded.
When I finally arrived at my apartment, I was desperately tired, and the first thing i did was check my mailbox, jiggling the blubber that sagged down from both of my arms. There wasn't anything in my mailbox today. Entering my room is easy, because the door automatically slides open slowly when I unlock it. Once I enter my room, the door automatically closes behind me.
After entering my apartment, there was a pathway right in front of me, with a bed placed right there. I wanted to lie down on my back right away, but I was completely exhausted from the walk home, so I stood in place for a moment, to catch my breath. I simply stood in the entranceway, looking sexy and majestic, just by standing there.
I took off my clothes in front of the bed, got completely naked, and then laid down, on my back.
"I really, wheeze, went all out today too, huff, huff"
Me and my fat filled up the entire bed, which was meant for two people. I turned on the monitor with the remote in my right hand, and a video from a certain video site on the Internet started playing.
The monitor is attached to the wall, near the ceiling, so even I, whose vision is easily often obstructed because of all the fat on my belly, breasts, and face, could see it easily. Also, the monitor is connected to the wall by a rail, so on my days of or when I wake up, I could lower the position of the monitor using my remote control.
My breasts, which are now incredibly massive, tend to roll onto my face like an avalanche when I lay on my back. I could try and push them out of the way, but the feeling of my boobs rolling onto my face felt good, so I rested my face between my breasts. An advertisement video showed a thin woman wearing jewelry. Her figure was a far cry from mine, as someone who had been become married to fat. But, I suppose that I have more skin area now, so I can wear all the jewelry I want.
Recently, my rate of weight gain has started to slow down, perhaps because the amount of food I eat and the number of calories I consume are becoming more balanced. That was a good sign for me, as someone who aspired to be a blob girl who could still move. I'm an active person, so I think that jiggling and wobbling my fat, and panting and wheezing suit me well.
Though this body is grotesque to some, I've gained a kind of cuteness and a beauty that I could not achieve back when I was skinny. This blob with cat ears and a tail spread out wide on the bed, jiggling all over, is going to eat as much as she possibly can again tomorrow and try to fatten up even more.
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肉のにゃんにゃん亭
ここで働くのは、私を含む自重400㎏を超えるかわいい猫耳娘たち。
私は今日も予約した時間に来たお客様を、お迎えするために精一杯の力で重い腹を地面に垂らし揺らしながらソファから立ち上がり、休憩室から出る。
たわわな体に苦労はつきもの、10ｍもない入口についた時には少し息が上がっていた。
「はぁはぁ、ようこそ、はぁ、肉のにゃんにゃん亭へ、ふぅ」
両腕で片ほうの胸だけでもボストンバッグ並みの大きさの乳を両胸わしづかみにして、どるんっと揺らすと、お客の目はハートのように燃え上がる。
がに股で少し前のめりの姿勢でスカートを片手でたくし上げて、特注の白いパンティーに包まれた巨大な腹を見せる。
セルライトでブヨブヨなお腹は、客の心を掴むにはもってこいなのだ。
膝より下に大きく垂れ下がったエロ～いお腹は日常では、ダイヤモンドよりもお目にかかることが難しい天然記念物、お客様がつばを飲み込むのも無理はなかった。
「はふぅ、おさわりは自由ですけど、お腹とお尻の奥に、ふぅ、手を突っ込むのは厳禁ですからね」
お客にそう注意すると私は、よたよたと不格好に方向転換して、部屋への案内をし始めた。
ハムのように肉の段差が出来た大きな両足で一歩、一歩、よちよちと歩いて案内をする。歩くたびに腹の下に隠れている両足の脂肪がぶるっぶるっと震える。
「はぁはぁ、こう見えても、ふひぃ～、ふぅはぁ、ここは2年前、普通の猫耳人メイド喫茶で、私もはふぅ～痩せてたんですよ」
ある日お客様が、食べてる姿がかわいい、太ってるほうがかわいいなんて言い始めてから2年、気が付けば、器具を使わなければ私生活もできないくらい大きくなっていた。
片手でオムライスを軽々と運んでいた日常が、成人女性一人分の重さの脂肪を片腕にぶら下げた日常になった。
食べれば食べるほど褒められ、太れば太るほどかわいいと言われ、売り上げも右肩上がり。
そして少し動くだけで息が上がるほどかわいくなったが外では目立つので視線が集まるようになった。
服では収まりきらない大きな胸にハートマークのサインをした両手を押し当てて、手からハートマークの胸の肉をはみ出すなんて色っぽいことも今ではできる。
「ぷひゅう～、はぁはぁ、こちらの部屋です」
部屋の案内をなんとか終えると、これから食べる食事とお客にたぷたぷ触られ、かわいいと言われることに心を躍らせるのだった。
「くひぃ、ぐひぃっ、はぁ、はぁ」
店から500mのマンションまで徒歩で帰宅する。店では、すぐ休める環境が整っていたので使っていなかった歩行杖を片手で使いながら帰る。
クセっ毛の髪の毛を後ろに縛り、ラフなシャツからはへそを出して、ジーンズを履いている。垂れ下がった腹をベルトで固定してる以外は今どきの肌を露出した女の子だ。
繁華街から少し離れた場所にあるお店なので、自宅までの間にすれ違う人間は少ないが、
尻も腹も胸もぶるぶる揺らしながら、肉に埋もれた鏡餅のような顔から激しい息遣いをしてよちよち歩いていれば嫌でも注目される。
だが次第に人は見慣れるので最近は、近所に限り普通に通り過ぎあうだけになりつつある。痩せていた頃の日常が、太っている事が当たり前の日常として戻りつつあるのだった。
「はぁはぁ、んしょ、よいしょ、よいしょ、はひっ」
マンションに近づくにつれて、体力が減るので、声を少し出して頑張る。力が入るせいか、しっぽも心なしか強く左右に揺れる。
マンションは従業員専用で作られており、私の部屋は一階で玄関は開き戸ではなく、スライドドア。もちろん私が通れる幅になっている。入口の拡張も可能になっている。
必死な姿でマンションにたどり着くと、まずは二の腕から垂れた脂肪をふるわせてポストの中を確認。今日はなにもなしっと。
ドアのカギを開けると自動でドアがゆっくりスライドし開くので、入るのは楽だ。玄関に入れば、また自動で閉まる。
玄関に入ると、通路があってベットはすぐそこ。すぐ仰向けになりたいが、帰りの徒歩で疲れ切ってしまい、息が整うのを仁王立ちになって待つ。
ただ立っているだけで貫禄があるセクシィな姿で私は玄関にたたずむのだった。
ベットの手前で服を脱ぎ、裸になり、仰向けになる。
「今日も、ぶふぅ、やりきったぁ～、はぁはぁ」
2人用ベッドは私と脂肪の2つでちょうどよくいっぱいになっていた。
右手にあるリモコンでモニターの電源をつける、ネットと繋げてある動画サイトの動画が流れ始めた。
腹や胸、顔の肉で視界が遮りやすい私でも見やすいように、壁の天井近くにモニターがついている、
モニターはレールで壁と繋がっているので、休日、起きてる時は位置をリモコン操作で下げる。
いまや超乳の私の胸は、仰向けになると雪崩にように顔におしよせる。どかす事もできるが、でろんでろんで心地良いので胸で自分の顔を挟む。
動画の広告でジュエリーを付けた痩せた女性が映る。肉と夫婦になった私にはほど遠い体型だ。でも今の私の方が肌面積が大きいからジュエリーつけ放題だ。
最近は食べる量と消費カロリーが均衡になりつつあるのか、体重の増え方が収まり始めた。動ける肉塊娘を目指す私には良い兆候だ。
活発な私には肉をゆっさゆっさ揺らしてぐひぃぐひぃと声を上げてるのが性に合っている。
エグみを伴うけど痩せてる時にはたどり着けなかった、かわいらしさと美しさを得た私。
ベッドにぶよぶよ広がる猫耳としっぽを持つ肉塊は、また明日も精いっぱい食べて肥えようと思うのだった。
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痩せてる姿に羨望は入りつつも、何をしても体型の良さが大げさに強調される今の肥えた体に満足も覚える猫耳人さん。
While she does sometimes envy those with thin figures still, the cat-eared girl is incredibly satisfied with the fat body she has now, and feels that her fatness greatly emphasizes the splendor of her figure.
Volunteer translator, "Ekkusu"
Comments
風輪夏山.huurin kazan(kahuurinzan)
It's a real honor to hear that.
風輪夏山.huurin kazan(kahuurinzan)
I can't thank you enough for registering me with Patreon. I hope to run a place where you can see cute, overweight and saggy characters. The maid cafes I write about are designed to be able to respond as desired depending on the customer. There is a maid cafe flavor, a counseling flavor, a flirting flavor, and many others. It's not a product of a global company like McDonald's or Coca-Cola, so I'm hoping that people who read it will Google it and check it out.
monacha
Master piece of an art
Thiscantbereal
This was a really fantastic set of pictures, and a great story as well. It's stuff like this that makes me glad I am subscribed to your Patreon. Honestly, I usually don't like maid cafes, but you always do such a great job depicting them. Maybe I'd like them more if the maids were 400 kg! I loved the comparison of the girl's face to kagami mochi. I've never seen a writer use that comparison, but it's a perfect way to describe the faces of the women you draw. As a writer myself I'm tempted to use it, but I'm afraid foreigners won't understand the reference. 仕方がない!
