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Too Many Jill Sandwiches (Mini Story)
🕑 Added 2020-06-02 20:01:08 +0000 UTC(Resident Evil 3 fan story)
Jill ran with a clumsy waddle throughout Raccoon City's hospital as Umbrella's monster of stitched together flesh chased after her for the umpteenth time tonight.
After seeing the atrocities and evil experimentation committed by the Umbrella Corporation, Jill Valentine and a number of other STARS officers decided to independently investigate the powerful company and bring their crimes to light. However,the stress brought on by her time in the Spencer Mansion had caused Jill to start overeating, with her body quickly ballooning to a near obese state with a lot of her new girth settling in her hips and behind.
Earlier that night, while Jill was eating her fourth foot long sub sandwich that day and hearing the joking voice of her partner Barry in her head with every bite, her apartment was attacked by Umbrella's new living weapon, sent to hunt down the STARS officers who knew of the the company's misdeeds. She barely escaped and had spent the past few hours running around Raccoon City looking for answers while repeatedly evading the abominable creature.
Her pursuer starting gaining on the quickly tiring STARS officer, but she then saw a small storage room. For whatever reason, the creature would often not follow her into these rooms so she made a quick beeline for it. However, upon trying to enter it, her generous rear got stuck on the slightly narrow frame. She tried to push herself through but her badonk was just too wide.
As the creature got within a few feet of her, Jill felt her heart sank as fear consumed her and her bowels loosened slightly.
*FFFFRRRRRRRPPPTTTT!!!!*
She failed to stop herself from letting out one of the strongest, wettest and smelliest toots her body had ever produced. Jill felt like crying as she felt another rush of gas about to exit her lower body. Was this how she would die? Restricted by her own fat ass, unable to do anything but fart in fear during her last moments.
But then she looked back at her pursuer to see that, despite not having = a visible nose, he had paused a few feet away from her as the scent of her expulsion wafted through the air, his deformed face contorted in disgust. As the second, even more airy and wet fart escaped her back cheeks, the creature retreated slightly.
Jill took this opportunity to dislodge herself from the door and quickly re-enter sideways, her booty and belly grazing the sides of the frame, but easily fitting through. She hastily closed and locked the door, waiting to see if the beast would try and break through but she could hear it leaving the stink filled hall for the moment. Jill breathed a sigh of relief and began planning what she would do next.
