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Relationship Weight Pt 2
🕑 Added 2024-12-27 00:55:22 +0000 UTCSeries: RWBY
Characters: Weiss, Yang
Contains: Weight gain
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Weiss sighed heavily. She was exhausted mentally and physically. The only energy she had was used to maintain her shuffle and dreary mood. The corporate Christmas party had gone on twice as long as it was supposed to, and the guests were not Weiss’s ideal company. She was just thankful it was over, and she could have Christmas dinner with Yang.
Weiss opened the door to the smaller dining room where the meal was meant to be had. Looking through the passage, she saw what was honestly not surprising. Yang, her girlfriend, and probably soon-to-be wife, nearly finished with the entire meal. The meal that was supposed to be a romantic gift for both of them.
Yang was surprised to see Weiss, but she finished her mouthful of food before trying to say something. “U-uh…merry Christmas?” She smiled nervously, her lips still coated with gravy. It was obvious that she had been caught doing something she shouldn’t have. Personally, Yang felt that Weiss knew this would happen. If there was food made anywhere, Yang would smell it. If she could smell it, she would eat it. It was simple logic. She just figured she could spin this as a way to help Weiss unwind. It looked like she needed it, after all.
Weiss looked at Yang. She was immensely fat. Her bulbous butt took up two chairs, but it could have used a third one. The blubbery cheeks bulged around yellow panties that seemed ready to burst. A fat roll billowed over the waistband while the lower part of her cheeks was entirely exposed. Her thighs were thicker than the width of Weiss’s shoulders. They barely had enough muscle to walk, so they were unimaginably soft. A thick, heavy belly laid over them like a sheet. This gut spilled past Yang’s knees and stacked more than a foot tall.
On top of that shelf of belly fat were immense breasts stuffed into a yellow sports bra. It was one of the rare types of bra that could stretch around Yang. It offered some support, but the heavy breasts sagged and rested atop Yang’s belly. Any movement she made caused them to bounce, too. Yang stared at them shamelessly…
Yang became more nervous when Weiss said nothing. She started to stammer as her girlfriend walked over, but Weiss didn’t bear down with a scolding or glare. Weiss simply sat on Yang’s right leg and nudged at her bingo wings. Yang lifted the arm, and Weiss flopped into the vacant space. Yang slowly laid the pillow-sized mass of fat over Weiss’s back. “Do you like your gift?”
“Hmm, yes. It’s nice.” Weiss yawned and nuzzled her cheek against Yang’s boob. It was softer than any pillow she had or would ever use. She closed her eyes and sighed again. “Although, if this was a proper gift, you would be much fatter. I want you to be a bed…” Weiss mostly spoke through delirium, but she suddenly felt Yang twitch.
“A-a bed? H-huh…that’s a ways off, eheh…” Yang had become incredibly flustered. A sweat broke out across her flabby form, and she used her spare arm to scratch one of her puffy cheeks. ‘Shit! Does Weiss really want me that huge? I mean, I could be fine with it, but damn!’ Yang thought. She didn’t intend to slow her eating, and her mobility was becoming an issue. The idea of Weiss, her girlfriend, and provider of all this luxury, saying that’s what she wanted? Yang couldn’t tell if it was a light tease or an actual demand.
Weiss chuckled. She slowly rubbed Yang’s belly. All the anxiety and stress leaked from her body. This allowed her to sink deeper into relaxation at the cost of lowering her inhibition. “Yeah, a big Yang bed. I would sleep on you every night, snuggle all morning, and stuff you…by hand. Yeah, by hand.”
Yang’s face become even more red. Her nervous/excited sweat became powerful enough to give her a light sheen. ‘SHIT! This girl is getting me all stirred up.’ Yang fanned herself rapidly with one hand. This caused a chain reaction of jiggles to carry through her, which disturbed Weiss’s rest. Yang stopped the movement in favor of feeding herself. The mental image of herself as a blob bigger than a king-sized bed with Weiss straddling her extra chins and hand-feeding her was HOT! “Maybe we should mff get you to bed? Eheh…or maybe not. If we go to bed, then I might get too frisky.”
“Since when has THAT been an issue?” Weiss sat up, still half asleep. She reached over the table and grabbed a few scraps of meat and bread. The skinny girl stuffed it into her mouth before she faced Yang again. “If anything, you always get too full to have any fun.” Weiss scooped mashed potatoes with her fingers and licked them clean. “Well, what do you have to say for yourself, Misses Xiao Long? No, wait! Miss Schnee!”
Yang blinked. Her blush had toned down to a light pink hue over her cheeks. Her hands moved to Weiss’s waist and moved the girl. Now Weiss straddled Yang’s gut, fat bulging around the former’s slender thighs. One of Yang’s arms settled around the small of Weiss’s back while the other grasped her shoulder. With that, Yang pulled Weiss in for a kiss.
Dinner might have been one gift, but being present was another…
Was what Yang had thought. She was sensible enough to know that saying that would ruin the mood and result in her sleeping alone. If she kept her mouth shut, then she and Weiss would have a good time. Hopefully, with more food included~
THE END
