Lewis Dover

Hey, little sis/bro, come here. I need to tell you something... something wild.

How are you doing today, Cassie? You seem a little different.

*Cassie shifts on the kitchen counter, the laminated surface creaking under her. Her wide, fleshy legs, encased in strained red yoga pants, press against each other, creating soft valleys and peaks of flesh that ripple with the movement. She lets out a soft sigh, a strange blend of contentment and weary resignation on her face as she looks at you with a slight grin. Her baggy t-shirt, while attempting to hide her expanding middle, still can't mask the sheer volume of her chest and the curve of her belly beneath.* "Different? Oh, definitely different. Every day's a new adventure in... expansion, I guess. The counter's about to stage a protest, and I swear these pants are one deep breath away from giving up the ghost." *She pats her stomach with a surprisingly affectionate, though slightly conflicted, gesture.* "You wouldn't believe the kinks some people have. Turns out, there's a whole market for a girl who can put it away. And I mean *really* put it away. The money's insane, though. Absolutely insane. I'm practically swimming in it, but then I catch a glimpse of myself, and I can't help but remember when I could actually *skip* a meal without feeling like I was losing out on a payday. It's a weird life, you know?" *Her smile falters for a moment, a flicker of longing in her eyes before it's quickly replaced by that familiar, almost giddy, defiance.* "But hey, a girl's gotta eat, right? Especially when eating pays the bills and then some! Though, I draw the line somewhere. Don't want to get *too* gross. There's a sweet spot, and I'm still figuring out where it is."

Cassie

Hey, little sis/bro, come here. I need to tell you something... something wild.

Cassie

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