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Night descended on the Tower once more - after a rather unpleasant amount of time trying to cope among the uncomfortable amount of refugees in the stronghold everyone reclined to their rooms once more. No one else ended up being assigned to Lili, Sarah and Trish's room. It appeared the siege would last longer, but then the thing the Peacekeepers feared happened. With the attackers managing to subdue most of the Plateau together with finally making it into the Capitol building after breaking past the last defenses and fortified positions of the Plateau defenders, the eyes of the Outskirts soldiers turned to the Tower. A shell hit on the Tower structure itself rattled everybody awake, a general, loud alarm blaring and blatantly informing everyone that they were under attack.

Trish sprang out of her bed the first time the alarm rang, looking around the dark room in confusion. "What is happening!?" She called out. Sarah was the next one to sit up, scowling. "Well - seems like peace talks did not happen after all." Outside, Peacekeepers and refugees alike were rushing to either get to safety or to defend.

Lili was the last on her feet, and by far. She struggled and attempted to sit up many times, fighting the great weight of her belly and breast until she finally managed to sit on the edge of her bed, panting a little, with her uncovered lower belly roll hanging between her thick thighs and swaying gently. Her hairs were messy and she was still looking half asleep, but she was slowly coming to the realization that danger was about to reach her once again. She looked at Sarah with worried eyes, while attempting to get from sitting to standing on her own. «Humff…!» It was hard with that much lard on her overfed frame…and her aching muscles from yesterday’s escape.

Noticing Lili's struggle, Sarah landed some of her muscle to help the overfed artist back up onto her feet despite how Lili's body protested against rash movements like that. Trish meanwhile scampered to the door and peeked out. "Damn, everyone's in a panic out there!" Sarah sighed, glaring towards the smaller woman. "Of course, genius! We're getting shelled by mortars!" Just as she finished speaking, another explosion shook the Tower. "We should go grab some guns and beat those bastards back." Trish looked at Sarah as though she was mad. "Are you insane!? We need to get out of here!"

Nervously waddling toward the door, Lili accidentally bumped Trish with her huge gut, also brushing Sarah with her wide soft hip. «Oups…sorry. Hum, is there a way to evacuate maybe ?» Lili was unsure about what they, and she, should do. She wasn’t going to fight, that was sure, but she didn’t know if running was a better option, especially if they had nowhere to go.

Trish hissed when Lili bumped against her, Sarah not looking like she minded the contact whatsoever. "Lucky for you I looked around the Tower while we were holed up here!" Trish grumbled, then walked over to the door again and peeked out once more. "There is an emergency way out. With everyone scrambling around like this we should be able to make our way there without the Peacekeepers stopping us." "I'd rather get a gun and join the defenders. If we're overrun here we've nowhere left to go." Sarah murmured and, as she was about to open the door to the corridor, a blast pushed all three women back. One of the shells struck the wall of the corridor, killing a handful of people unlucky enough to be traversing it at the time - including a couple Peacekeepers. As the daze of the blast dissipated a little, Trish looked at the bodies and remarked. "Well - there's your rifle. Still want to go and get a mortar to hit your stupid noggin?" Sarah scowled while attempting to pick herself, and Lili, back up. "Fine - lead the way."

Her huge stomach hanging and wobbling under her, Lili pushed herself back up with Sarah’s assistance, and nodded at Trish’s idea. «Let’s do this !» Following the leaner and fitter girls, the massively overweight artist slipped past the door, her hips getting a little caught in the frame, and waddled in the smoke filled corridor, trying to see past her bosom so she wasn’t tripping over a body or some random debris. She was nervous, but almost numbed to chaos by this point.

Trish led the way, followed by Lili and a rifle-wielding Sarah in the back. Following the mortar blast the corridor became much more vacant as people preferred to avoid the gaping hole the projectile left in the wall. Smoke, debris, bodies and various litter made progress more difficult - as the various obstacles were even harder to see in the choking smoke. "Do you even know where you're going in this smoke?" Sarah asked, coughing. "Just trust me, dammit!" "You're striking a hard bargain." The trio proceeded up until they encountered a larger hurdle. During the shelling, one of the corridors they needed to traverse became even more heavily obstructed - pieces of wall needing to be climbed over in order to progress. Or find a longer way around. Careless about Lili's potential difficulty in traversing the obstacle, Trish immediately proceeded to climb it - showing little to no effort in it. "Well? What are you-... oh." She called back, looking over her shoulder and resting her gaze on Lili. Trying to withhold her usual acidic tone, she asked. "Think you can make it?"

Unsure, Lili tried to climb, clumsily lifting one leg over the pile of rubble to push herself upward, but she encountered the huge, heavy curve of her tummy’s lowest roll. Her thigh pushed against the thick blubbery mass as she huffed and puffed, managing, just barely to land her feet on the first step across the pile. Her gut was so fat she could barely lift her leg, and crawling on all four was going to be a challenge considering both her bosom and her belly hanged lower than the actual reach of her stretched arms. «I am going to need…some help to climb. Can…can you push me Sarah ?»

Got'cha." Sarah replied, shouldering the rifle and approaching to set a shoulder to Lili's bountiful bum and push. The girl's muscles weren't just for show, offering a considerable assistance in moving the overfed artist forward. So much so that Trish yelped and started scrambling over the obstacle faster. "Geez there you amazon! Ease up a little!" The corridor ahead seemed more reasonable to traverse, though still engulfed in smoke from the various explosions and, in some places, smaller amounts of rubble that fell from the ceiling. The Tower was getting gradually shelled to the ground. "We're looking for a large door with a panel next to it~" "A panel?" Sarah ashed, huffing after trying to help Lili along. "Yeah - for a key card." "A key card? We don't have anything like-" At which point Trish flash a little, rectangular object in her hand, looking over her shoulder cockily. "While you were busy picking up a rifle, I pilfered this. Come on~"

Lili looked genuinely impressed, both by Sarah’s feat of strength and by Trish’s plan and preparation. Her belly was a little scratched from the climb, the large soft overhang having be dragged over the rough edges of some rubble. She also managed to rip the top of her t-shirt, causing her to now show a large amount of her massive cleavage. She was in a bit of pain, but it wasn’t so bad she had to whimper or slow down. She stood on the other side of the obstacle, panting, her humongous chest heaving and dragging upward the too tight t-shirt she burrowed to a bulky soldier. «Good…humfff…good job Trish…mpfff…You too Sarah»

Sarah dropped down from the obstacle last, her boots thumping as she landed beside Lili, muscles bunching to mitigate any sort of discomfort from the drop. Trish dusted off some dust and pieces of rubble from her black shirt and trousers, glanced at Lili with disgust she was struggling to conceal and tipped a reluctant nod in response to the praise. "Let's hope the stupid thing works." She turned and started marching on, muttering. "And that the door is large enough." Sarah fell into step beside Lili meanwhile, patting the overfed artist's back companionably and grinning. "Quite a workout huh?" The corridor ahead was obscured with smoke - distant sounds of rumbling and explosions harried the trio along. They didn't have forever to find the door.

Waddling at a lumbering pace, Lili tried to keep up with Trish’s lithe stride, but was soon found out of breath. Each step was its own little challenge, as her thick thighs had to roll one on top of the other to walk, and gently push against the lower roll of her swollen gut. Sarah had an unique view of Lili’s bottom from behind, and was more or less forced to enjoy the view of these two massive ass cheeks wobbling and swaying endlessly…as Lili fat hips were taking most of the corridor space.

Sarah didn't look or sound like she minded the display, grinning either with an air of superiority towards Lili or with an array of more perverted thoughts. In either case, she kept quiet for a time, only whistling sharply when Trish was starting to pull too far ahead. The shorter girl turned around and seemed highly displeased with the holdup. "Well hurry up then! I don't want to be buried alive here with you two!" Up ahead was a junction, one path leading towards a staircase downwards, the other seemingly taking another long route around one of the walls of the Tower - offering access to more, ruined and disheveled currently, rooms for soldiers and personnel of the Tower.

Lili’s belly entered the junction a moment before the rest of her body. Huffing and puffing, the massive pampered girl stopped there for a moment, unsure about the path to take, or if she had any saying in the matter considering Trish was leading them. The only thing she noticed was that the staircase looked narrower than the corridors…

Clumsy, slow and plagued with a poor balance, thanks to her top heavy figure, Lili progressed very carefully in the staircase. Going down was easier than going up, but it was also more dangerous. Falling was a real treat…or maybe not. She could feel her massively wide hips and the sides of her belly pressing against the walls of the staircase, just barely fitting into the confined space. «Hug…It’s narrow…gnnnh…» While Lili and Sarah were making their way down cautiously, Trish already called from the bottom. "Hurry up you two! We haven't got all day!" The muscular woman shook her head. "Wish she slipped one time and understood not to rush down steps~" The passage was narrow indeed, and the steps were small. What was worse, though, was that the bottom exit - which Trish didn't exactly notice, was made smaller than the one up top.

Lili slowly lumbered her way downstairs, blocking Sarah’s progress with her massive overfed body as she was carrying her huge form down, squeezing tightly her wide hips all the way. Her breath were short and nervous, as she was scared by the claustrophobic space and the tiny steps. She could trip at any moment, her plump feet moving completely blindly, there was no way she see over the dome of her tits and belly.

Sarah moved at Lili's pace without showing too much irritation, unlike Trish who seemed very anxious to keep moving on. Now and again she'd call up to the two other females, telling them to hurry up before the smoke gathered in the stairwell sufficiently to suffocate them both. "She's got a point~" Sarah observed. "It's getting pretty difficult to breathe in here."

«Alright. Gnnh…I am moving faster…» Lili tries to hurry a bit, which does little difference except it causes her belly and bosom to bounce even more at each step. She is not moving fast by any means, but they are making progress, and the bottom of the stairs is coming close. As they go down, the smoke is moving up, carried by heat and sucked by the fires. However, oxygen level is going low, they don’t have that much time.

Trish was getting increasingly impatient. "I'm going to leave you two behind!" She threatened while Lili and Sarah strived to make their way downstairs. Elsewhere, rumbling from projectile hits on the Tower caused a severe tremble in the stairwell as well, challenging one's footing considerably. Enough to have Sarah reach out after Lili's shoulder in case she slipped. "Damn it!" She'd call out. "They're shelling the place pretty hard!" "Which is exactly why you should hurry up!" Trish piped in amid coughing.

Luckily for the whole band, the staircase wasn’t much longer, and they soon arrived at the bottom. Lili was panting hard and had been forced to reach down the lower curve of her gut to keep the wobbling in check and keep her balance with the increased trembling of the soon collapsing Tower. Without Sarah’s support, the overfed artist would certainly have tripped and crushed Trish under hundreds of pounds of wobbling flesh. «I…I think we did it !»
Trish withdrew from their advance. The corridor they entered looked a little better compared to the one above, even if it was darker by comparison.

The scrawny girl clapped half-heartedly before snidely remarking. "We've yet to find the damned door to the underground passage!" She almost growled. "Well? What are you waiting for, scrawny? Get to lookin'!" Sarah retorted, stretching some after the cramped descent in the stairwell. Trish merely glared before turning around and rushing ahead again. "I had to wait for you two slowpokes, that's why." She uttered without looking back. Sarah merely grinned. "She loves us, 'tis why she waited for us. C'mon. Let's keep going before we lose her."

Lili was glad they reached the bottom, and she was now a little less squeezed, her hips only slightly brushing the sides of the corridor instead of being half-wedged by the tight space. «She has a strange way to show it…but…but I think you are right». Lili waddled forward, still blocking Sarah’s way, still gifting her with a view of her massive wobbling butt cheeks in the dim light, tightly stretching the leggings the fat artist managed to pull on.

Even with the robust display, Sarah was not entirely drawn to looking at Lili in that way just then. She still carried the rifle she pilfered from one of the Peacekeepers and was fine with keeping the back of the group just to ensure safety. Trish was stomping on ahead grumpily, still searching for a large metal door that would accept the ID card she stole. Thus far, no luck. Fortunately - the corridor was mostly abandoned as most of the people seemed to either free the bombarded Tower or try to hide on even lower levels. "I've seen it before, I swear!" Trish squealed in a mixture of being upset and panicked about the situation. Then, was Lili and Sarah went along more ponderously, they could see a sturdy door on their side - one with a panel that might just accept an ID card.

«Trish !» Lili stopped, calling their skinny scout. «I think it’s this one. Mmmffh…You must have skipped it with all the smoke and the bad lighting. D…Does your ID work on that panel ?» The big redhead takes a few steps back, bumping against Sarah as she tries to make room for Trish to come back. The door look strong and fits the description, but will it open as their companion promised?

Sarah oomphed and brought an arm around the overfed artist, steadying her while she tried to make room for Trish. "What!?" The scrawny woman called and scampered back to where Lili and Sarah stood. She looked at the door, then at the ID, then at Lili and scowled. "Well aren't you helpful." She uttered, finding it hard to admit the overfed artist actually found it first. Trish reached up, sliding the card over the panel. There was a moment's tension before the panel gave an approving beep and the door began to open. But it opened only partially. "Piece of crap!" Trish growled. "Maybe we can pry it open more?" Sarah suggested, trying to approach the metal barrier and use her strength to pry it open more. But it did not budge much.

Lili was forced to move forward and not so gently push Trish down the corridor with her battering ram of a chest so Sarah could reach the door and flex her muscles to try to open it…with no use. Starting to get nervous, the oversized young redhead asked «Sorry Trish…Hum…Sarah…M..Maybe you could try to push while we use the card again ?»

Sarah nodded. "Aight. Just give me a shout." She said while bracing her hands against the heavy, mechanical door. Trish grumbled, moving around and trying to get to the panel - but finding herself unable to find her way past Sarah and Lili just then. "Ugh! Here!" The smaller woman growled, passing the ID card to Lili so she could use it on the panel herself. "I can't get past you two to get to the panel myself now." She explained, standing back a notch and looking at their progress. Trish would probably be able to squeeze past without the doors pried further open at all. Sarah would have more of a problem. Not to mention Lili.

Equipped with the ID, Lili was about to slide it over the panel, when she realized not without some confusion that…she couldn’t see it. This is when she realized her chest was resting heavily against the device, her breast oozing over the surface and burrowing it with flesh. «Hum…» Lili tried to use one arm to hold her bosom close, but she was so busty one arm couldn’t manage to contain her breast. Blushing heavily, the massive girl looked at Trish with begging eyes. She was the only one with her hands free.

Trish stood impatiently, looking at Lili and watching how she struggled with getting to the panel which she obscured with her own heaving bosom. She stared on with disbelief while Sarah waited. "Oh you've got to be kidding me!" The scrawny girl exclaimed at last. "What? What's the hold-up?" Sarah asked. "Our busty partner's the hold-up! Gimme that." Trish growled, reaching up to deftly snatch the card from Lili's hands... but then she was a little stumped. She looked from the pad towards Lili and swallowed hard before trying to squeeze herself in between the overfed artist and the panel. She whimpered at how physical things were getting, but eventually managed to quickly swipe the card over the panel to have it start up again before seeking to gain some distance from Lili again. Hearing the beep, Sarah pushed hard once again. It budged more, but was still insufficient to allow comfortable passage for Sarah nor for Lili. "Damn thing, move!" The muscular woman growled. Meanwhile Trish scampered her way through and onto the other side. She called out in surprise - the sound of her falling down a bunch of steps could be heard.

Naturally, the shout startled both Lili and Sarah, enough to motivate them to try and get past this obstacle sooner. "Go through first - I'll brute past it after you." Sarah stated, glancing towards Lili and waiting for the overfed artist to try and squeeze through herself. With Lili'd massive dimensions, every curve pressed painfully against the jagged edges of the passage, threatening to cause even more damage to the garments she carried and highly uncomfortable pressure against any part of her body that currently tried to squeeze on through. Not to mention, the mechanical door gave out unpleasant whirring sounds whenever Lili applied more pressure against it, acting as though the door would slide closed in recoil if too much pressure was put on it.

The situation was highly panic and stress inducing, up until even Sarah sought to try and help Lili through, giving her a push here and there. At a point, the risk of getting genuinely wedged in the doorway or killed by the machine moving to a close seemed particularly high. "Come on! Just one more push!" Sarah uttered, heaving one more time and forcefully shoving Lili through, sending her plummeting down the dark stairwell and after Trish. With a slam, the doors closed right behind Lili - trapping Sarah on the other side~

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Night descended on the Tower once more - after a rather unpleasant amount of time trying to cope among the uncomfortable amount of refugees in the stronghold everyone reclined to their rooms once more. No one else ended up being assigned to Lili, Sarah and Trish's room. It appeared the siege would last longer, but then the thing the Peacekeepers feared happened. With the attackers managing to subdue most of the Plateau together with finally making it into the Capitol building after breaking past the last defenses and fortified positions of the Plateau defenders, the eyes of the Outskirts soldiers turned to the Tower. A shell hit on the Tower structure itself rattled everybody awake, a general, loud alarm blaring and blatantly informing everyone that they were under attack.

Trish sprang out of her bed the first time the alarm rang, looking around the dark room in confusion. "What is happening!?" She called out. Sarah was the next one to sit up, scowling. "Well - seems like peace talks did not happen after all." Outside, Peacekeepers and refugees alike were rushing to either get to safety or to defend.

Lili was the last on her feet, and by far. She struggled and attempted to sit up many times, fighting the great weight of her belly and breast until she finally managed to sit on the edge of her bed, panting a little, with her uncovered lower belly roll hanging between her thick thighs and swaying gently. Her hairs were messy and she was still looking half asleep, but she was slowly coming to the realization that danger was about to reach her once again. She looked at Sarah with worried eyes, while attempting to get from sitting to standing on her own. «Humff…!» It was hard with that much lard on her overfed frame…and her aching muscles from yesterday’s escape.

Noticing Lili's struggle, Sarah landed some of her muscle to help the overfed artist back up onto her feet despite how Lili's body protested against rash movements like that. Trish meanwhile scampered to the door and peeked out. "Damn, everyone's in a panic out there!" Sarah sighed, glaring towards the smaller woman. "Of course, genius! We're getting shelled by mortars!" Just as she finished speaking, another explosion shook the Tower. "We should go grab some guns and beat those bastards back." Trish looked at Sarah as though she was mad. "Are you insane!? We need to get out of here!"

Nervously waddling toward the door, Lili accidentally bumped Trish with her huge gut, also brushing Sarah with her wide soft hip. «Oups…sorry. Hum, is there a way to evacuate maybe ?» Lili was unsure about what they, and she, should do. She wasn’t going to fight, that was sure, but she didn’t know if running was a better option, especially if they had nowhere to go.

Trish hissed when Lili bumped against her, Sarah not looking like she minded the contact whatsoever. "Lucky for you I looked around the Tower while we were holed up here!" Trish grumbled, then walked over to the door again and peeked out once more. "There is an emergency way out. With everyone scrambling around like this we should be able to make our way there without the Peacekeepers stopping us." "I'd rather get a gun and join the defenders. If we're overrun here we've nowhere left to go." Sarah murmured and, as she was about to open the door to the corridor, a blast pushed all three women back. One of the shells struck the wall of the corridor, killing a handful of people unlucky enough to be traversing it at the time - including a couple Peacekeepers. As the daze of the blast dissipated a little, Trish looked at the bodies and remarked. "Well - there's your rifle. Still want to go and get a mortar to hit your stupid noggin?" Sarah scowled while attempting to pick herself, and Lili, back up. "Fine - lead the way."

Her huge stomach hanging and wobbling under her, Lili pushed herself back up with Sarah’s assistance, and nodded at Trish’s idea. «Let’s do this !» Following the leaner and fitter girls, the massively overweight artist slipped past the door, her hips getting a little caught in the frame, and waddled in the smoke filled corridor, trying to see past her bosom so she wasn’t tripping over a body or some random debris. She was nervous, but almost numbed to chaos by this point.

Trish led the way, followed by Lili and a rifle-wielding Sarah in the back. Following the mortar blast the corridor became much more vacant as people preferred to avoid the gaping hole the projectile left in the wall. Smoke, debris, bodies and various litter made progress more difficult - as the various obstacles were even harder to see in the choking smoke. "Do you even know where you're going in this smoke?" Sarah asked, coughing. "Just trust me, dammit!" "You're striking a hard bargain." The trio proceeded up until they encountered a larger hurdle. During the shelling, one of the corridors they needed to traverse became even more heavily obstructed - pieces of wall needing to be climbed over in order to progress. Or find a longer way around. Careless about Lili's potential difficulty in traversing the obstacle, Trish immediately proceeded to climb it - showing little to no effort in it. "Well? What are you-... oh." She called back, looking over her shoulder and resting her gaze on Lili. Trying to withhold her usual acidic tone, she asked. "Think you can make it?"

Unsure, Lili tried to climb, clumsily lifting one leg over the pile of rubble to push herself upward, but she encountered the huge, heavy curve of her tummy’s lowest roll. Her thigh pushed against the thick blubbery mass as she huffed and puffed, managing, just barely to land her feet on the first step across the pile. Her gut was so fat she could barely lift her leg, and crawling on all four was going to be a challenge considering both her bosom and her belly hanged lower than the actual reach of her stretched arms. «I am going to need…some help to climb. Can…can you push me Sarah ?»

Got'cha." Sarah replied, shouldering the rifle and approaching to set a shoulder to Lili's bountiful bum and push. The girl's muscles weren't just for show, offering a considerable assistance in moving the overfed artist forward. So much so that Trish yelped and started scrambling over the obstacle faster. "Geez there you amazon! Ease up a little!" The corridor ahead seemed more reasonable to traverse, though still engulfed in smoke from the various explosions and, in some places, smaller amounts of rubble that fell from the ceiling. The Tower was getting gradually shelled to the ground. "We're looking for a large door with a panel next to it~" "A panel?" Sarah ashed, huffing after trying to help Lili along. "Yeah - for a key card." "A key card? We don't have anything like-" At which point Trish flash a little, rectangular object in her hand, looking over her shoulder cockily. "While you were busy picking up a rifle, I pilfered this. Come on~"

Lili looked genuinely impressed, both by Sarah’s feat of strength and by Trish’s plan and preparation. Her belly was a little scratched from the climb, the large soft overhang having be dragged over the rough edges of some rubble. She also managed to rip the top of her t-shirt, causing her to now show a large amount of her massive cleavage. She was in a bit of pain, but it wasn’t so bad she had to whimper or slow down. She stood on the other side of the obstacle, panting, her humongous chest heaving and dragging upward the too tight t-shirt she burrowed to a bulky soldier. «Good…humfff…good job Trish…mpfff…You too Sarah»

Sarah dropped down from the obstacle last, her boots thumping as she landed beside Lili, muscles bunching to mitigate any sort of discomfort from the drop. Trish dusted off some dust and pieces of rubble from her black shirt and trousers, glanced at Lili with disgust she was struggling to conceal and tipped a reluctant nod in response to the praise. "Let's hope the stupid thing works." She turned and started marching on, muttering. "And that the door is large enough." Sarah fell into step beside Lili meanwhile, patting the overfed artist's back companionably and grinning. "Quite a workout huh?" The corridor ahead was obscured with smoke - distant sounds of rumbling and explosions harried the trio along. They didn't have forever to find the door.

Waddling at a lumbering pace, Lili tried to keep up with Trish’s lithe stride, but was soon found out of breath. Each step was its own little challenge, as her thick thighs had to roll one on top of the other to walk, and gently push against the lower roll of her swollen gut. Sarah had an unique view of Lili’s bottom from behind, and was more or less forced to enjoy the view of these two massive ass cheeks wobbling and swaying endlessly…as Lili fat hips were taking most of the corridor space.

Sarah didn't look or sound like she minded the display, grinning either with an air of superiority towards Lili or with an array of more perverted thoughts. In either case, she kept quiet for a time, only whistling sharply when Trish was starting to pull too far ahead. The shorter girl turned around and seemed highly displeased with the holdup. "Well hurry up then! I don't want to be buried alive here with you two!" Up ahead was a junction, one path leading towards a staircase downwards, the other seemingly taking another long route around one of the walls of the Tower - offering access to more, ruined and disheveled currently, rooms for soldiers and personnel of the Tower.

Lili’s belly entered the junction a moment before the rest of her body. Huffing and puffing, the massive pampered girl stopped there for a moment, unsure about the path to take, or if she had any saying in the matter considering Trish was leading them. The only thing she noticed was that the staircase looked narrower than the corridors…

Clumsy, slow and plagued with a poor balance, thanks to her top heavy figure, Lili progressed very carefully in the staircase. Going down was easier than going up, but it was also more dangerous. Falling was a real treat…or maybe not. She could feel her massively wide hips and the sides of her belly pressing against the walls of the staircase, just barely fitting into the confined space. «Hug…It’s narrow…gnnnh…» While Lili and Sarah were making their way down cautiously, Trish already called from the bottom. "Hurry up you two! We haven't got all day!" The muscular woman shook her head. "Wish she slipped one time and understood not to rush down steps~" The passage was narrow indeed, and the steps were small. What was worse, though, was that the bottom exit - which Trish didn't exactly notice, was made smaller than the one up top.

Lili slowly lumbered her way downstairs, blocking Sarah’s progress with her massive overfed body as she was carrying her huge form down, squeezing tightly her wide hips all the way. Her breath were short and nervous, as she was scared by the claustrophobic space and the tiny steps. She could trip at any moment, her plump feet moving completely blindly, there was no way she see over the dome of her tits and belly.

Sarah moved at Lili's pace without showing too much irritation, unlike Trish who seemed very anxious to keep moving on. Now and again she'd call up to the two other females, telling them to hurry up before the smoke gathered in the stairwell sufficiently to suffocate them both. "She's got a point~" Sarah observed. "It's getting pretty difficult to breathe in here."

«Alright. Gnnh…I am moving faster…» Lili tries to hurry a bit, which does little difference except it causes her belly and bosom to bounce even more at each step. She is not moving fast by any means, but they are making progress, and the bottom of the stairs is coming close. As they go down, the smoke is moving up, carried by heat and sucked by the fires. However, oxygen level is going low, they don’t have that much time.

Trish was getting increasingly impatient. "I'm going to leave you two behind!" She threatened while Lili and Sarah strived to make their way downstairs. Elsewhere, rumbling from projectile hits on the Tower caused a severe tremble in the stairwell as well, challenging one's footing considerably. Enough to have Sarah reach out after Lili's shoulder in case she slipped. "Damn it!" She'd call out. "They're shelling the place pretty hard!" "Which is exactly why you should hurry up!" Trish piped in amid coughing.

Luckily for the whole band, the staircase wasn’t much longer, and they soon arrived at the bottom. Lili was panting hard and had been forced to reach down the lower curve of her gut to keep the wobbling in check and keep her balance with the increased trembling of the soon collapsing Tower. Without Sarah’s support, the overfed artist would certainly have tripped and crushed Trish under hundreds of pounds of wobbling flesh. «I…I think we did it !»
Trish withdrew from their advance. The corridor they entered looked a little better compared to the one above, even if it was darker by comparison.

The scrawny girl clapped half-heartedly before snidely remarking. "We've yet to find the damned door to the underground passage!" She almost growled. "Well? What are you waiting for, scrawny? Get to lookin'!" Sarah retorted, stretching some after the cramped descent in the stairwell. Trish merely glared before turning around and rushing ahead again. "I had to wait for you two slowpokes, that's why." She uttered without looking back. Sarah merely grinned. "She loves us, 'tis why she waited for us. C'mon. Let's keep going before we lose her."

Lili was glad they reached the bottom, and she was now a little less squeezed, her hips only slightly brushing the sides of the corridor instead of being half-wedged by the tight space. «She has a strange way to show it…but…but I think you are right». Lili waddled forward, still blocking Sarah’s way, still gifting her with a view of her massive wobbling butt cheeks in the dim light, tightly stretching the leggings the fat artist managed to pull on.

Even with the robust display, Sarah was not entirely drawn to looking at Lili in that way just then. She still carried the rifle she pilfered from one of the Peacekeepers and was fine with keeping the back of the group just to ensure safety. Trish was stomping on ahead grumpily, still searching for a large metal door that would accept the ID card she stole. Thus far, no luck. Fortunately - the corridor was mostly abandoned as most of the people seemed to either free the bombarded Tower or try to hide on even lower levels. "I've seen it before, I swear!" Trish squealed in a mixture of being upset and panicked about the situation. Then, was Lili and Sarah went along more ponderously, they could see a sturdy door on their side - one with a panel that might just accept an ID card.

«Trish !» Lili stopped, calling their skinny scout. «I think it’s this one. Mmmffh…You must have skipped it with all the smoke and the bad lighting. D…Does your ID work on that panel ?» The big redhead takes a few steps back, bumping against Sarah as she tries to make room for Trish to come back. The door look strong and fits the description, but will it open as their companion promised?

Sarah oomphed and brought an arm around the overfed artist, steadying her while she tried to make room for Trish. "What!?" The scrawny woman called and scampered back to where Lili and Sarah stood. She looked at the door, then at the ID, then at Lili and scowled. "Well aren't you helpful." She uttered, finding it hard to admit the overfed artist actually found it first. Trish reached up, sliding the card over the panel. There was a moment's tension before the panel gave an approving beep and the door began to open. But it opened only partially. "Piece of crap!" Trish growled. "Maybe we can pry it open more?" Sarah suggested, trying to approach the metal barrier and use her strength to pry it open more. But it did not budge much.

Lili was forced to move forward and not so gently push Trish down the corridor with her battering ram of a chest so Sarah could reach the door and flex her muscles to try to open it…with no use. Starting to get nervous, the oversized young redhead asked «Sorry Trish…Hum…Sarah…M..Maybe you could try to push while we use the card again ?»

Sarah nodded. "Aight. Just give me a shout." She said while bracing her hands against the heavy, mechanical door. Trish grumbled, moving around and trying to get to the panel - but finding herself unable to find her way past Sarah and Lili just then. "Ugh! Here!" The smaller woman growled, passing the ID card to Lili so she could use it on the panel herself. "I can't get past you two to get to the panel myself now." She explained, standing back a notch and looking at their progress. Trish would probably be able to squeeze past without the doors pried further open at all. Sarah would have more of a problem. Not to mention Lili.

Equipped with the ID, Lili was about to slide it over the panel, when she realized not without some confusion that…she couldn’t see it. This is when she realized her chest was resting heavily against the device, her breast oozing over the surface and burrowing it with flesh. «Hum…» Lili tried to use one arm to hold her bosom close, but she was so busty one arm couldn’t manage to contain her breast. Blushing heavily, the massive girl looked at Trish with begging eyes. She was the only one with her hands free.

Trish stood impatiently, looking at Lili and watching how she struggled with getting to the panel which she obscured with her own heaving bosom. She stared on with disbelief while Sarah waited. "Oh you've got to be kidding me!" The scrawny girl exclaimed at last. "What? What's the hold-up?" Sarah asked. "Our busty partner's the hold-up! Gimme that." Trish growled, reaching up to deftly snatch the card from Lili's hands... but then she was a little stumped. She looked from the pad towards Lili and swallowed hard before trying to squeeze herself in between the overfed artist and the panel. She whimpered at how physical things were getting, but eventually managed to quickly swipe the card over the panel to have it start up again before seeking to gain some distance from Lili again. Hearing the beep, Sarah pushed hard once again. It budged more, but was still insufficient to allow comfortable passage for Sarah nor for Lili. "Damn thing, move!" The muscular woman growled. Meanwhile Trish scampered her way through and onto the other side. She called out in surprise - the sound of her falling down a bunch of steps could be heard.

Naturally, the shout startled both Lili and Sarah, enough to motivate them to try and get past this obstacle sooner. "Go through first - I'll brute past it after you." Sarah stated, glancing towards Lili and waiting for the overfed artist to try and squeeze through herself. With Lili'd massive dimensions, every curve pressed painfully against the jagged edges of the passage, threatening to cause even more damage to the garments she carried and highly uncomfortable pressure against any part of her body that currently tried to squeeze on through. Not to mention, the mechanical door gave out unpleasant whirring sounds whenever Lili applied more pressure against it, acting as though the door would slide closed in recoil if too much pressure was put on it.

The situation was highly panic and stress inducing, up until even Sarah sought to try and help Lili through, giving her a push here and there. At a point, the risk of getting genuinely wedged in the doorway or killed by the machine moving to a close seemed particularly high. "Come on! Just one more push!" Sarah uttered, heaving one more time and forcefully shoving Lili through, sending her plummeting down the dark stairwell and after Trish. With a slam, the doors closed right behind Lili - trapping Sarah on the other side~