loving electrode god damn
also reson i'm a loving starfish so i am not posting the thumbnail so mr man can see it all
Thank you, very much appreciated
I think we should have a metalforever pic every hundred and nineteenth page. And more often than that too.
Siggable form pls
Nui casually plucked at the strings of her uniform, observing with childish amusement as the fabric would give way, splitting open gaping holes in her pink dress that revealed immodest amounts of belly-flesh. She giggled while wearing her usual slasher smile, her left chubby cheek pressing into the eye-patch she wore. She tore at a few more loose strings to make the holes even wider. Globs of her soft, pale-pink gut flowed out with ease from these spaces. It was like undoing the wrapping on a particularly thick cut of meat. When she took in breath, her belly fat would wobble and jiggle. Nui could not have been any less concerned on the current state of her body right now, and she ripped yet another string on her dress.
"What in the world are you doing to your dress, Grand Couturier?" Rei asked, shaking her head. She reached back to hastily tug her shorts from out of her rear as she said this.
Nui gleefully teetered her head back and forth, as if she'd suddenly turned into one of those little novelty toys. "Oh, I'm just playing with it! It doesn't fit so well anymore, so I'm going to replace it soon!"
Rei straightened out her jacket a little. "Is that all? You're ruining the garment Lady Ragyo had been so kind to give you."
"I'm sure she'll give me a new one! Things have been boring here lately ever since we were told to remain on stand-by. The only thing I have else to do around here is to eat my adorable little heart out, literally! Hee hee hee!"
Rei looked the Grand Couturier up and down. She was not as easily amused as her lolita cohort. Rei hadn't even believed it was possible for another being similar to herself to turn out this way, but it was true and clear, right in front of her face: Harime Nui had gotten very chubby. Like, morbidly obese chubby. The blonde's expensive gothic lolita attire was no challenge for her burgeoning gut and thighs. The young woman was sitting on a hallway couch, swinging her chunky legs up and down. A plump orb of a belly sat poised on Nui's lap, torn straight through the center of her dress. Her legs were touching almost down to the knee. It was a ludicrous sight for such a highly-valued assassin to let herself go and get fat. She was quite plump, but not much of her sagged in thanks to her age; she simply looked like a larger version of herself. However, the fact remained that she should not have even gotten larger in the first place. If it did any good, it made her appear even more unassuming as a killer than she already did.
"What about you? Don't you think the food is good here too?" Nui teased.
Rei sniffed. "Why do you ask that? As Lady Ragyo's personal aide, I am usually kept very busy and I have no time for-"
Nui unsheathed her scissor blade, aiming its pointed tip in Rei's direction. The aide stepped back but Nui brought the blade in closer, and with a quick swipe, cut off the last two buttons on Rei's uniform. The folds of the uniform spread apart and Rei's own plump, mocha belly came flopping out over her waistband. She gasped. Nui tilt her head back and burst into an uproar of high-pitched guffaws at the other girl's expense. Rei desperately tried to cover herself up from being indecent, but with the buttons gone and her belly-fat constantly sticking in the way, she was left without any chance to do so. Normally the reserved one of the trio, Rei displayed a faint sign of disapproval toward Nui's actions.
"What do you think you're doing? You've ruined my uniform!"
"I'm just showing you that you can't hide what you really are, not from my eye!" Nui replied in a sing-song voice, "You've been sneaking snacks as much as I have, haven't you?"
Rei blushed, her round face glowing. "...It was only supposed to be a few times..."
"Isn't that what they all say? You're upsetting the balance by being such a greedy little piggy, Hououmaru Rei." explained the blonde, "I can go where I want, whenever I want, and do whatever I want, as I've been granted that freedom under the graces of Lady Ragyo, so there is no harm in me snacking on candy at any point that I please. You, however, represent order, as you work for Lady Ragyo as her personal aide, so it is up to you to keep balance and keep control of the situation at all times. The fact that you couldn't even control your weight means you aren't as fit for the job as you originally thought. There's nothing wrong with me being fat, but you...why, it makes you look totally incompetent!" Nui beamed.
Rei sighed. She reached down and slipped her hand beneath her prominent gut, rubbing its smooth underside. "I don't know what I did to be given a lecture by a psychopath like this."
"What does it matter to you? You're not even human anyway! Hee hee!"
Loud German chanting suddenly erupted out of nowhere, signaling the imminent arrival of their boss, the REVOCs company's CEO, Kiryuin Ragyo. Rei tried to suck in her gut, but it hardly made a dent in her appearance, and she could hear more fabric tearing around her thighs. Nui snickered behind her hand. Eventually the aide gave up and let it all roll out, just as Ragyo herself arrived onto the scene. She was looking fatter than she'd ever had. Her legs were buried underneath the titanic mound of fat that was her belly, she was so gut-heavy that she required a scooter to keep her mobility. Ragyo smiled, her face slightly sunken into the folds of her triple-chin, like a fleshy bowl to ensnare her facial features. She could easily alter her body weight whenever she wished with the power of the Life Fibers inside of her; it was only a matter of time before she decided her weight became too bothersome. Why she enjoyed becoming so large and unwieldy in the first place was anyone's guess. Rei dared not question her mistress on her personal life choices.
"You two are coming along quite nicely. Certainly not on par with my lovely daughter, but I do not have any complaints either."
"...Thank you, ma'am." Rei bowed. Her stomach hung low and slapped against her knees.
Ragyo said, "Prepare to soon move into the next phase of our plan. We've almost completed distributing our Life Fiber-infused clothing across the entire planet."
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Ryuko desperately tugged on Senketsu's fabric over and over. She was growing increasingly agitated with the living garment. The young woman was nearly inside the school grounds now, and her new weight was on full display, because even when disguised as a simple school uniform the kamui showed off a prominent amount of Ryuko's torso. Her fat belly bounced and swayed in time with her movements, and Ryuko could feel eyes upon her. There were those who reviled in disgust, and others who seemed more than a little interested. Ryuko tugged forcefully on her shirt again; she had accepted dressing scandalous for battle, but she didn't want to be forced to be indecent all of the time.
"Senketsu, can't you...can't you like expand in size or something, so I don't have to walk around like this? I mean, these straps are digging right into my gut!"
The talking uniform wheezed; he was already being stretched to his limit trying to cover what he could on Ryuko's chubby body. Unlike his evil 'white' counterpart, Senketsu had not mastered any such ability to expand and contract at will to fit the user. Ryuko's tugging was doing nothing but give the poor uniform a few extra aches and pains.
"I'm sorry, Ryuko...I...I cannot! Now can you please...urgh...stop pulling on me?"
Ryuko released Senketsu with a heavy sigh. She brought her hand down to her belly and played with it a little; she really had gotten too fat, she didn't think she could even handle running track anymore. Her plump orb of a belly was so squishy yet so taut, stuffed full of Mrs. Mankanshoku's croquettes every morning and every night. Her fingers poked and prodded at the fat, pinching handfuls of blubber, being able to pull them far out before releasing. Ryuko's legs were also thickening, and her butt was constantly trying to eat up her panties. Things got even worse when she transformed, and then it looked like her whole uniform was about to be literally sucked into her flab. Ryuko frowned, she needed to find some new club president to beat up and work up a sweat. That would help burn a few calories at the very least.
"Ryuko!"
Ryuko turned to see Mako running toward her, a croquette dangling from the corner of her mouth. When she got close enough the energetic girl reached into her bag, took out another croquette, and shoved it into Ryuko's own mouth. Ryuko sputtered, caught off-guard by this sudden force-feeding, but she gobbled down the croquette nonetheless. Mako ate her own croquette and beamed at her friend, crumbs clinging to her face like stubble.
"You left without finishing all of your breakfast, you know! Good thing I noticed it, eh?"
"Y-Yeah...thanks, Mako..."
Ryuko had intended to wean herself off of the croquettes by eating one less each day. It seemed that as long as she was around, Mako would not allow that plan to go through. Not that she didn't mean well, she was innocent to the point of naivety, and Ryuko liked that about her. She didn't want to disappoint her.
Still, there had to be some easier way to work off breakfast.
Suddenly, there was classical music. Josef Franz Wagner's Under the Double Eagle. Ryuko groaned and slapped her forehead. She knew what was coming next. There were some people she would rather not get involved with again, and this was one such person.
"I've been waiting a long time for a rematch between us, transfer student! I still haven't heard your screams yet!"
The Symphony Regalia, a massive uniform in the guise of a flying ship, lurched out from behind the grand central pillar of Honnouji Academy, as if it had been lying in wait there all of this time. As it drew in closer and the music became even louder, Ryuko squinted her eyes. She couldn't see Nonon anywhere. Where the pinkette normally stood, there was now just a big, pink blob. Ryuko's eyes widened again with realization when she noticed that the blob had a face.
"What the hell happened to you, Nonon?"
Nonon smirked, brimming with confidence. She had certainly fattened up the most of any other girl in the academy. Her musical conductor's uniform had expanded to accommodate its much-fatter wearer as well, something that made Ryuko flush a little, green with envy. For having such a small stature, Nonon was really able to fill herself out with her gain.
Her belly wasn't just shaped like a spare tire, it was practically as big as an entire car. It hung low over her front side, so far and fat that her equally plush waist and legs were completely hidden, wedged inside the tight spaces of the humongous Regalia. Only a machine like that could hope to lift and carry around a girl of her immense size. Nonon's fatty breasts and bulbous belly jiggled and rippled, in fact her entire body did so, as the sound-waves blaring from the Regalia's speakerphones poured over her. Rolls upon rolls upon rolls made up the majority of her immobile body.
She grinned with puffy, red-colored cheeks and a deep double-chin, her neck hidden inside her own shoulder fat. Basically, everything about her was now so fat, she probably weighed more than several times her original weight, like a pump had been stuck into her and she'd been inflated with a blimp's worth of gas. Nonon laughed deeply, making her stomach wobble even more, as she loomed in mid-air over the transfer student and the underachiever. Mako shielded her head with her bookbag, just in case the obese woman came tumbling down on them.
"Do you like it? I'm the largest student in all of the academy now! Not even Gamagoori can lift me up! I'm far fatter than you are, you shrimp!"
"All you did was turn yourself into a blob!"
"Satsuki will love me once she returns to see me and my bountiful body! And she'll love it when she founds out I've defeated you and your worthless kamui for good!"
Ryuko gripped her red glove. "I'll fight you if I have to, you bloated pink whale!"
Mako's eyes were alight with a mischievous twinkle. This was her favorite part.
Ryuko activated the gauntlet, piercing her skin and letting her blood be absorbed into Senketsu. As she transformed, the straps of her uniform dug deep into the doughy skin, enough to chaff her sensitive flesh, while her whole skirt was wedged in between her love handles and her dimpled rear. Ryuko winced; it kind of hurt a little. She was showing off so much underboob, she nearly flashed everyone with purple headlights. Ryuko tried her best to ignore the fact that dozens of heads had just swiveled in her direction right now. She withdrew her scissor blade and attempted to lunge at the blob.
Mako cheered her on, blood gushing from her nostrils in streams.
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Satsuki drank from her tea cup with the plate sitting on top of her belly. Her stomach had certainly gotten larger since her 'purification ritual' by her mother's hands; it was as if it had expanded on the inside, become looser and stretchier, allowing her to fit even more food into her gut before becoming too full to continue. Not that she ever stuffed herself, it was a very rare occasion. Her bathrobe showed off a clear definition of her gut, it was so tight wearing it over her bloated abdomen.
She sipped on her tea again; she never noticed the fattening drugs Ragyo slipped in, as they were tasteless, colorless and odorless.
After drinking, she suddenly felt a little peckish again.
"Soroi?"
"Yes, madam?"
"Would you mind bringing me another plate of sweets, again? And another batch of tea would be appreciated as well."
I don't know how I missed this quite a ways back
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