Peko always had a thing for larger women, though she often tried to conceal it, even from her young master. She didn't want to be labeled as a freak, like Teruteru, of course. Though since arriving on Jabberwock, the swordswoman has found it much harder to hide this fact from other people. Especially since she has been spending a lot more time with her redheaded classmate, Mahiru Koizumi.
Mahiru, the ultimate photographer, was never the pinnacle of thinness. No, her body always had some extra fat on it, usually located on her thighs. Though nowadays she has packed on a few extra pounds than she use to sport. A likely result of her stress eating she has been doing as a result of all the killing game's tenseness. And that intensity was definitely a result of being trapped in a killing game with less than reliable strangers, such as the wimpy mechanic Kazuichi, the gluttonous athlete Akane, and the aggressive yakuza Fuyuhiko. None of them are the type of people Mahiru would want to surround herself with, especially when trapped on an island where they're encouraged to kill each other.
Mahiru felt across her body, stroking her extra fat, jiggling her potbelly. She's surprised it even fits inside her olive green dress. All the eating has really taking its toll on the photographer's figure, making her feel a lot more piggish. Though, Mahiru couldn't deny that the chubbiness felt great in her hands. She was tempted to see if it could get any bigger too. Soon, Mahiru's fat feeling was interrupted by the creaking of her cabin's door. Her visitor has finally arrived, with snack in tow.
Peko entered the photographer's cabin with a small wagon of snacks, including donuts, gummies, cookies, and sodas. Peko figured Mahiru had to enjoy her enjoy her fat body as much as the swordswoman did. After all she did invite Peko over for a feeding session.
"Oh, Peko!" Mahiru chirped out, surprised that the silver-haired girl arrived earlier than she expected.
"Did you bring the stuff?" the redhead asked, getting hungrier at just the thought of some snacks going down her gullet.
"Of course I did," Peko stated, preparing Mahiru's first snack, carefully selecting a pair of chocolate-glazed, colorfully sprinkled donuts from one of the boxes. She lifted the treats up to the photographer's mouth, which was now drooling in anticipation. Soon enough, Mahiru hungrily devoured the sweets whole. Though the rushed chow down did result in ingestion issues for the freckled girl.
"Oooh, I think I went to fast," Mahiru groaned.
"I think I know just the trick for this," Peko told the chubbier girl. Almost instinctively, Peko got down on her knees, rubbing her hands on the pork belly, soothing Mahiru's stomach. She also moved her head closer to the redhead's belly, to take in its softness just a little more.
"Oooouuurrrp!"
As if on cue, Mahiru released a loud belch, calming her stomach's troubles.
"Oh my, that felt great!" Mahiru exclaimed, feeling way better now.
"That's great," Peko told the redhead, "now what would like next, my piggy photographer?"
As Peko waved her hand over to the little wagon of snacks, Mahiru was now faced with a tough decision between two taunting temptations: did she want another snack or something to drink?
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