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chloe "coco" colette sits in her office scratching away at paperwork for the signing due to start in an hour- alli is loitering near the wall, arms crossed and staring vacantly out at nothing. she looks amazing as always in that track suit she wears-- boobs barely contained in the sporty top and bulging out of the neckline where she hefts them up with her folded arms, and her immaculate booty fills out those track pants incredibly, squishing slightly against the wall behind her. she sniffs slightly, maybe in boredom, shifting her arms and causing her bust to wobble and bounce subtly

coco checks her watch with an impatient breath and a withering stare, as if she already knows what she should be expecting-- phera's late. technically they were going to leave in fifteen minutes to make it to the mall, but she told her to be here earlier in case anything came up in the paperwork... but there's no sign of her.

she sighs through her nose, catching alli's attention briefly before the lilligant returns to staring at the opposite wall. she has a feeling she knows exactly what she's about to see when phera shows up- a heavy feeling in her gut that makes her shiver. a heavy feeling in her gut about, appropriately enough, a potentially heavy gut.

she returns to her paperwork, but doesn't even get two lines before she hears it, down the hall-- proof positive her gut feeling was probably right on the money. a low, bassy rumble reverberates through the building's foundations, and she thinks she hears something like a gym mat being dragged across a gymnasium floor, followed by a girlish grunt and the sound of something like claws skittering, trying to find purchase on the tile flooring. she shuts her eyes as a more resonant sound rocks echoes from the hallway, a long, gnarled "GrrrRroOOOOWwWwl" followed by a deep GLUNK like a water cooler adjusting, and she cringes. Alli perks up next to her, roused to attention by the bizarre sounds...

suddenly, with another high-pitched grunt of strain, there's another skFff sliding sound, and something lurches into view around the corner of the door with a heaving GA-LOSH-- a pale dome, wobbly and dotted with a barely-sunken navel, shifting ahead a couple inches at a time with the efforts of her star model behind it. coco sweats as she stares at it's smooth, stretched skin: good lord, she's seen it big, but not like this-- as it wedges in the hopelessly-undersized doorframe with a GRnNK, followed quickly by a surprised and embarrassed yelp from Phera behind it, Coco shudders to imagine just what Phera got into...

For Arceus's sake, her belly is bigger than her door. How much did she EAT?

Phera, for her part, could only waver in a sheepish stupor, arms sinking inches into her enormous stomach- good lord, that poor birthday catering... the soft, dense cakes she pushed past her lips, the fondue fountain she lifted and upturned down her greedy gullet, the charcuterie she demolished, the punch bowl she gulped down before she even knew what had overtaken her, the pile of finger sandwiches as tall as she was plucked and fed to her belly one by one in a frenzy, and the entire wine barrel emptied down her throat- all packed into her obscene, inflated gut more than six feet across, and now lodged squarely in the doorway of her boss. A violent GLOOOorBLE raced up from the mountain of food and drink filling her gargantuan belly oh-so-full, but she held it down so as to not make any more of a scene, earning her some more unhappy gurgles from her belly as the bubbles were forced to make their way back into the pile... she puffed her cheeks out and hiCCUPed, feeling her tits bounce against her chest where they sat against the towering behemoth that was her belly, and she even felt her fat ass jiggle from the motion, too... good lord, if she could eat THAT MUCH and still have this much SQUISH to her gut...

she felt her cheeks turn green at the thought of even more food to force down her gullet, and she stopped herself there. Her tummy sounded off with an agreeing GLORP

pheromosa, espathra, and lilligant are (c) nintendo/gamefreak/the pokemon company

Description
chloe "coco" colette sits in her office scratching away at paperwork for the signing due to start in an hour- alli is loitering near the wall, arms crossed and staring vacantly out at nothing. she looks amazing as always in that track suit she wears-- boobs barely contained in the sporty top and bulging out of the neckline where she hefts them up with her folded arms, and her immaculate booty fills out those track pants incredibly, squishing slightly against the wall behind her. she sniffs slightly, maybe in boredom, shifting her arms and causing her bust to wobble and bounce subtly

coco checks her watch with an impatient breath and a withering stare, as if she already knows what she should be expecting-- phera's late. technically they were going to leave in fifteen minutes to make it to the mall, but she told her to be here earlier in case anything came up in the paperwork... but there's no sign of her.

she sighs through her nose, catching alli's attention briefly before the lilligant returns to staring at the opposite wall. she has a feeling she knows exactly what she's about to see when phera shows up- a heavy feeling in her gut that makes her shiver. a heavy feeling in her gut about, appropriately enough, a potentially heavy gut.

she returns to her paperwork, but doesn't even get two lines before she hears it, down the hall-- proof positive her gut feeling was probably right on the money. a low, bassy rumble reverberates through the building's foundations, and she thinks she hears something like a gym mat being dragged across a gymnasium floor, followed by a girlish grunt and the sound of something like claws skittering, trying to find purchase on the tile flooring. she shuts her eyes as a more resonant sound rocks echoes from the hallway, a long, gnarled "GrrrRroOOOOWwWwl" followed by a deep GLUNK like a water cooler adjusting, and she cringes. Alli perks up next to her, roused to attention by the bizarre sounds...

suddenly, with another high-pitched grunt of strain, there's another skFff sliding sound, and something lurches into view around the corner of the door with a heaving GA-LOSH-- a pale dome, wobbly and dotted with a barely-sunken navel, shifting ahead a couple inches at a time with the efforts of her star model behind it. coco sweats as she stares at it's smooth, stretched skin: good lord, she's seen it big, but not like this-- as it wedges in the hopelessly-undersized doorframe with a GRnNK, followed quickly by a surprised and embarrassed yelp from Phera behind it, Coco shudders to imagine just what Phera got into...

For Arceus's sake, her belly is bigger than her door. How much did she EAT?

Phera, for her part, could only waver in a sheepish stupor, arms sinking inches into her enormous stomach- good lord, that poor birthday catering... the soft, dense cakes she pushed past her lips, the fondue fountain she lifted and upturned down her greedy gullet, the charcuterie she demolished, the punch bowl she gulped down before she even knew what had overtaken her, the pile of finger sandwiches as tall as she was plucked and fed to her belly one by one in a frenzy, and the entire wine barrel emptied down her throat- all packed into her obscene, inflated gut more than six feet across, and now lodged squarely in the doorway of her boss. A violent GLOOOorBLE raced up from the mountain of food and drink filling her gargantuan belly oh-so-full, but she held it down so as to not make any more of a scene, earning her some more unhappy gurgles from her belly as the bubbles were forced to make their way back into the pile... she puffed her cheeks out and hiCCUPed, feeling her tits bounce against her chest where they sat against the towering behemoth that was her belly, and she even felt her fat ass jiggle from the motion, too... good lord, if she could eat THAT MUCH and still have this much SQUISH to her gut...

she felt her cheeks turn green at the thought of even more food to force down her gullet, and she stopped herself there. Her tummy sounded off with an agreeing GLORP

pheromosa, espathra, and lilligant are (c) nintendo/gamefreak/the pokemon company