"...and so I told her...*mfff*...that no matter how many....*crunch*...pounds I gain...*munch*....I'd always look better," Shepard finished explaining as she sloppily gobbled up another king-sized chocolate bar. "What do you think?"
"I think you're being ridiculous," Grunt said as bluntly as possible. "And you have that stuff all over your face now."
Shepard quickly wiped her mouth and started unwrapping another bar, much to the tank-bred Krogan's annoyance. "Well whatever you think of it, I'm winning at least," Shepard said proudly, patting her bulging stomach proudly. She'd avoided ordering plus-sized clothes so far so she could show off her new curves, hence her belly poking out the bottom of her tight shirt while her trousers hugged her legs so tightly they creaked with every step. The muscles on her arm were quickly encased in a layer of soft chub as well, and even her face was a little rounder.
"I do not see this as a victory," Grunt scowled. "You two will merely become...excessively soft, no matter who claims victory."
"You wouldn't understand," Shepard said dismissively, if only because the Krogan kind of had a point. "It's a girl thing."
"I do not wish to, then" Grunt replied just as dismissively. "I'm gonna go find something to kill." As he stomped off, Shepard shrugged as she gobbled down the second chocolate bar before stepping into the mess hall again. She let out a smug little grin as the conversations died down slightly as she approached, reveling in the hungry looks that some of the men and women were giving her luscious curves.
"Afternoon Shepard," Garrus called out, somewhat annoyed at his conversation being interrupted by his commander sashaying into line to fill up her tray with as much grease as it could carry. Shepard considered going over to sit at his table, but then she spotted the familiar purple hood nearby, sitting across from Donnelly and Daniels at a table off to the side.
Shepard almost wanted to laugh. She hadn't seen the Quarian for some time since she started focusing on eating, and her progress compared to hers was, quite frankly, pathetic. The three had clearly finished eating already going by their empty trays, and Tali hadn't even cleaned hers off like the two humans had, instead idly poking at a bit of fried Dextro-veggies with one finger while swaying slightly. And while there was some added heft to her arms and a little more in the chest area, and she had even invested in a special helmet that could let her eat solid foods quicker and more easier without getting sick, it was clear Tali was very much in second place behind her.
Time to gloat.
"Heeey, big girl," Shepard said, sliding in next to an uncomfortable looking Donnelly. "How's dinner?"
Tali let out a little moan in response, followed by a soft and, admittedly, cute sounding hiccup.
"Awww, you're stuffed already?" Shepard continued in her mocking tone. "Does the poor widdle Quarian have an upset tummy?" She smirked at Tali before taking a big bite of her mashed potatoes. Daniels rolled her eyes, clearly as annoyed with this rivalry of theirs as Grunt was, if a little more prejudiced in her engineer friend's favor.
The Quarian held her head, letting out a belch that echoed in her speaker.
"So much for the battle of the curves," Shepard taunted, spearing a veggie of her own on the fork. "Trying to put on pounds and you can't even out-eat these two."
"Huh? What are you talking about Commander?"
Shepard turned to look at Donnelly. "I'm making fun of how she can't even eat as much as you guys did," Shepard explained, laughing as she pointed out the empty trays. The two engineers exchanged a look.
"We had late lunches and didn't order anything," Daniels explained. "Those are hers."
The commander's laugh faltered slightly as her eyes traveled over all three trays, over to Tali, placing the Dextro-veggie into her mouth and snapping her mask closed. Maybe it was Shepard's imagination, but there was something...malevolent in those purple eyes of hers.
Then she got to her feet.
At least three trays hit the floor with a loud bang as the Quarian emerged from under the table. The entire room went dead silent as Shepard clapped a hand over her mouth in shock.
Tali's ass was huge.
Flaring out from underneath a bottom heavy gut that was close to Shepard's in size but clearly heftier, Tali's rear and hips wobbled as she climbed unsteadily to her feet, looking so wide and plump that a normal chair would have had difficulty seating her. Patting her meaty thigh, Tali stepped over the bench and started making her way towards the door with a slow waddle.
"Good seeing you too, Shepard," Tali said with unbearable smugness, ruffling Shepard's hair like a child's before the commander could come back from her shock and try to slap her away. Heading past a dumbstruck Garrus, the Quarian stepped through the door, and right before the automatics shut behind her, she turned her head around, looking right into Shepard's eyes, and gave her butt a meaty slap just as the door closed.
The metal fork in Shepard's hand snapped as she started turning red.
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