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Published: 2018-03-02 19:29:15 +0000 UTC; Views: 1072; Favourites: 8; Downloads: 1
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Here's my favorite of the the bunch personally, really happy with the expression.The story this time felt a little weak however, but I don't feel like revising it.
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Looking at the soft fabric of the breathable summer wear, Sakura hesitantly begins to pull it over her head. The sleeveless dress fit over her chest and shoulders, and Sakura begin to feel hope build in her heart,
"H-hey, this might actually fit!"
She continues to pull the dress down, and something other than hope starts to build, turns out that "hope" was pressure from the dress.
"Rrg, come on, this HAS to fit. I can't... *RRRIIIP* eep."
The fabric gives way to her tugging, creating tears along her breasts and and sides, causing her love handles to hang free. Sakura is speechless, she stands in awe at what has occurred. It was undeniable, Sakura was fat.
She sits on her bed, motionless, head in her hands, she never wanted to move again, how could she face the team like this? Suddenly, there was a knock at her door, this was the last thing she wanted at this point...
A familiar voice calls in to her, "Sakura, are you alright, I need to talk to you."
It wasn't Ogami at least, but it wasn't anyone she was expecting either, "Ms. Ayame?"