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Early one November morning, the muffled staccato of a scooter cut through the cool and quiet hills of Japan. The reds and yellows of autumn were tinted several hues brighter by the sun, breaking over the hills at a leisurely pace. The rider was lucky that the roads weren't busy at this time of day—she was really quite preoccupied with the scenery. Putting her trusty Vino to rest in the designated parking area, she smiled and mused to herself a small joke:

Guess that's why they call it the Land of Rising Sun, huh?

The rider was Shima Rin, a young camper with some particularly introverted tastes. For her age, Rin was quite experienced in solo camping, and in the winter at that. Her destination this morning was the familiar Lake Shibire, which is well known for its fall foliage. And while solo camping was her MO, that was not the purpose of today's excursion. In fact, it was an anniversary trip of sorts. The last time she had been here, it was a yakiniku cookout for two with her precious friend and fellow camping enthusiast Kagamihara Nadeshiko. The two had been apart and out of close-contact since going off to college, so they organized this date in order to meet up and catch up.

I hope she manages to get some beef tongue this time...

Yet in spite of her excitement to see her old friend again (and to eat some high quality meats), Rin had some apprehensions about appearing before Nadeshiko in her current state. You see college life, among other things, had really done a number on Rin's figure this past year. Up to her neck in coursework and without a social circle to call home, Rin found herself relieving her stress with more than just solo camping. Indulging in some questionable eating habits she had picked up from Nadeshiko, Rin developed a new hobby: outdoor stress eating. Being away from society simply wasn't enough to bring her peace of mind anymore. For one day a week, Rin felt an incessant need to stuff herself to the brim in order to feel the same "healing feeling," she always used to be able to achieve by spending time outdoors. Weeks bled into months as her carrying capacity expanded, which lead to larger portions even when she wasn't camping. Before she knew it, Shima Rin had become pathetically fat.

"Hupp...hahh..."As she struggled to lug her camping equipment over to the campsite, Rin briefly lamented her decision to carry it all in one trip. She couldn't decide whether or not taking a heavy load all at once or two medium loads in two trips would expend less stamina. Her desire to walk as little as possible won out in the end, and that clearly had not been for the best. The winter apparel gave the short statured the appearance of a bundled up ball of fluff. Or, at least, that's what she hoped made her look so round. She had been planning to hide her recent weight gain with hefty winter clothing. The actual culprit would be her big turgid gut. Rin spent her weekends glutting herself on comfort food that was equal parts convenience store goods, sweets and home cooked meals. This caused her to develop an embarrassing, difficult mountain of a belly that was only really pliable like typical fat on the surface. It stuck out like a sore thumb on her body, especially when she was so short. It always entered a room before she did, distending a half-a-foot out in front of her even when empty. She could hardly ever find cute clothes for her unique shape, and the clothes she did find wouldn't last for long.In terms of functionality, this troublesome tummy was making it harder for Rin to live her life. However, there was a greater, cathartic comfort to be found in keeping it full. Butt snug in her camping chair with the stars to herself, Rin's veritable mountain of a belly would come into view as she marveled at her surroundings. Warm and round as it was, Rin always personally remarked that it looked like another tent. At the moment, she was actually quite thankful for the stubborn mass. It was usually difficult to keep her center of gravity stable, but somehow carrying all this gear made it a little easir. And it didn't really bother her that she couldn't see her feet like this, since she stopped being able to awhile ago. Some of the equipment she was carrying was actually propped up on top of her belly like it was a shelf, and that had lightened the load more than she would have liked to admit.

"And.. we're here!" Rin exclaimed in her exasperated triumph, dropping the gear at her feet. Taking a minute (or two..or three.) to double over and catch her breath, Rin shed a layer to avoid getting too sweaty. With breath yet settled, she began the process of setting up her camp for the day. The sheer weight and density of her tummy made it surprisingly difficult to maneuver around her small area. She was never quite as limber as she thought she was, likely due to the amount of time camping without the added pounds. With so many motions so thoroughly worked into her muscle memory being upset by the addition of fat, it was hard not to get frustrated at her newfound lack of ability. Bending down to grab metal frame work, reaching for items out of reach; no matter how many times she did it, each time was a little harder than the last, and it was always just as foreign.

"That was...haa...seriously more trouble...phew...than it should've been. But, that's what makes this part worth it." too tired to care, Rin let gravity do its work as she plummeted backwards into her camping chair—with a heavier-than-desired impact. It creaked and groaned beneath her girth, but Rin was hopeful that it could handle it. This chair had seen her through thick and thin. And now, it was seeing her through 'very thick.' There would be no need for a campfire for a little while;she had her own insulation to work of off. Besides, she was lodged into place anyway, and nothing could move her from this maximum comfort zone.

Wait. Maybe I'll put some coffee on.

And so Rin attempted to heft herself out of place. "hrrrrrkk!...ughh...hnghh!!" to no avail. Truth be told, it wasn't just her belly that had seen some widening lately. Under close inspection, her hips had indeed adjusted to the new load they were carrying, and plushed up to the point where a situation like this was actually troublesome. All around she was just softer. But due to the lack of muscle mass in any of those areas, Rin's new chub took on a marshmallowy, pudding-like consistency. There was still very little bust to speak of, but it shook all the same as she squirmed about in her seat to get free. She shed another layer.

Heaving from the effort, she voiced the obvious: "I really can't let Nadeshiko see me like this."

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Several hours after the chair unstuckening, Rin was overlooking the water when she heard a familiar voice call out to her.

"RIIIIIN-CHAAAAAAAN!!"

More than a little bewildered by the sudden noise, Rin began to panic.

Okay Rin, no worries! This is Nadeshiko we're talking about. Maybe she won't notice, right? Or wait. Maybe she got even bigger than I did...

Swallowing her fear (and her pride) (and her food), Rin turned to face the object of her anxiety.

"Geh!" she couldn't help but yelp with surprise. There was Nadeshiko, looking for all the world like a model out of a camp chic magazine. She was wearing what seemed to be weather resistant athletic gear and a light jacket: an ensemble that perfectly juxtaposed the wonderful shape she was in against Rin’s sorry state. Nadeshiko’s legs were long and slender yet musclebound, her thighs and calves cutting an impressive and imposing silhouette. From what little Rin could discern from underneath the jacket, her arms were remarkably toned as well. Nadeshiko’s face was glowing, though the argument could be made that she was just happy to see Rin again.

“I’m so sorry I took so long! The club and I came down from Fuji this morning, so when we got off the bus I booked down it down here as fast as I could!” Nadeshiko panted. Rin noted that she was just as much of a dog as ever.

“The club? Fuji?”

“Yeah! You remember Aki-san and Inuyama-san from OEC? The university we all go to only has a mountain climbing circle, so we had to join that. It was tough at first, but we all muscled through it to get to the fun part of camping—the food!” she laughed, pulling up her shirt. “In spite of all the exercise, I still put on a little weight, haha! See?” Nadeshiko pinched a comparatively miniscule amount of flab from here lower belly.

“Ha...yeah…” Rin grimaced.

That’s GAINED weight? How fit was she back in high school then?? Wait nevermind that, I can still see her abs when she laughs anyway!

“Rin-chan?” Nadeshiko leaned in inquisitively, pulling Rin back to reality.

“Ah! Y-yeah?”

“I was just saying: I hope you’re ready for a feast!” she grinned, brandishing an entire napsack’s worth of high end meats. “It’s the good stuff y’know.”

“M..mm.” Rin nodded in nervous agreement. Just seeing the meat sparkling within its packaging was enough to get her salivating.

This is going to be a really long night.

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“Mmph. Thish is sherioushly sho good.” Rin muttered through a mouthful of yakiniku.

“I know right? You just leave the cookin’ to me, hehe.” Nadeshiko had brought her sister’s car around for easy access to her cooking utensils. As it turned out, she had been making a killing at her part time, and spent the majority of her spoils on financing her hobbies...which now included fishing, trekking and rock climbing as well.

I’m renaming you ‘Nadeshiko Bunyun.’

But there was something about this that worried Rin. And it wasn’t that she was relaxing in her seat while Nadeshiko waited on her hand and foot. It was just, while Nadeshiko was out blossoming into a fine adult, what was Rin doing with her time? Was it really ok for her to just be getting by and getting big? The distance between them was emotional, and then it was literal. And in this moment, it was very clearly physical.

Nadeshiko placed a yakinikudon in Rin’s lap: rice, with a blanket of chopped vegetables and eggs, then piled high with the freshly cooked meat. “Uh, hey, whoa, aren’t you eating of this?” Rin laughed nervously.

“Oh yeah, I am. See?” Nadeshiko revealed a small plate of neatly folded slices of beef and a ginger garnish. “It’s just that I’m kinda on a diet, y’know? Plus I know you’ve been looking forward to that beef tongue for year now, so just go ahead and eat up!”

Nadeshiko. Dieting. Maybe I’ll wake up if I pinch myself. Plenty of me to pinch after all.

Still, it was a little strange that to Rin that she wasn’t eating much. Regardless, Rin went to work packing away as much of the long awaited feast as she could, washing down every few mouthfuls with a swig of some cheap canned beer—the perfect compliment to an otherwise expensive main course. Bowl after bowl, she perpetuated the cycle of saltiness and bubbliness. The sheer volume of food and liquid washing into her gut turn it into a tight round dome in real time. Not that she minded. Rin always found this part of the dining experience to be the most pleasurable part of all. The overwhelming warmth of a hot meal, washing over her body in a wave that eminated from her stomach. It was all so very satisfying. So carthatic. So…hot?

I need to take off another layer!

But Rin found herself in quite the pickle. It was too hot to bear wearing two jackets for any longer. But taking this one off would show Nadeshiko just how much she had gained. All this embarrassing, disgusting fat. Proof that she was lazy. Proof that they were different. Proof that they…

Rin could see that her jackets were already ridden up past her belly button. There was no way Nadeshiko didn’t already know. There was practically no point in forcing herself to endure this agonizing heat any longer. But even then, it felt horrible to just give in.

“Alright Rin-chan, here’s the last of it! One more bowl.” Nadeshiko served up with a smile. She tilted her head to the side expectantly, like she was waiting to see her dig into one last serving.

Come to think of it, has she been watching me eat the whole time?

Rin pondered the thought for a second while allowing herself to catch a breather from the constant stream of food, when a troubling conclusion came to mind. “Nadeshiko...are you...are you doing this to me on purpose?” She didn’t want to entertain the thought, but it was entirely possible that her friend had her own kinks. And if that were the case, it wouldn’t be to warm up to such a relationship eventually. In a way, Rin thought, it could be kinda romantic. Albeit a weird way.

“Uhm, doing what on purpose, silly? Of course I’m serving you food. I missed you, duh.”

Rin let out a sigh.

I can’t believe I thought for a second there would be an ulterior motive!

And then she laughed. Well, she laughed as much as her overtaxed gut would let her.

“Rin-chan?”

“Alright alright, you win.” Rin smiled. “I’ll polish this off then hit the hay, okay?”

Removing that last layer felt like a massive weight off her shoulders.

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Snuggled up to each other in their tent, Nadeshiko slowly rubbed circles over the surface of Rin’s rumbling belly, as if she was trying to calm her digestive system to sleep as well. Rin couldn’t lie, it was working.

“Rin-chan?”

“Yeah?”

“Your tummy’s like a tent.”

“...th...thanks. I thought so too.”

“Right”

…..

“Hey, Rin?”

“Yeah?”

“...I’m really glad to see you again.”

“...Me too.