Fitness Program 3 (Patreon)

Talia had contacted the Curvy Kat folks, warning them that Lauren was definitely not going to fit into the sports bra they planned for the upcoming shoot. That was clearly a problem, since they were a tasteful clothing line for plus-sized women...not a sexy magazine. They responded quickly, assuring Talia that they had fashioned an outfit that would cover Lauren up sufficiently for the shoot: this time, a full sports tank top, since they couldn’t have too much of Lauren’s flab hanging out all over the place. It was for their fitness clothing line after all.

Well, at least it should have covered Lauren up.

They didn’t anticipate Lauren would be spending the last week before the shoot with one of her many FA fanclubs, who spent the week feeding and fattening the teenage celebrity.

Talia looked at the sketch the Curvy Kat folks had sent, showing a full-figured girl modeling the workout top as it was intended to look--hugging her curves, but keeping them contained and under control.

She winced as she felt the entire street shake, just as a massive shadow loomed over her, and she looked up with a gulp.

“Hey Taliaaaa~” boomed Lauren’s voice as she raised a fat, wobbling arm and waved down at her trainer. As if she couldn’t see the mammoth girl, now so fat that her belly was bulging right on top of the Gingerbread Fitness gym, and her gigantic boobs were spilling over the adjacent buildings, a sports store and a salad restaurant.

Talia could see one of Lauren’s assistant robots, doing its best to tug the torn up top to try and keep her decent, the snapped straps dangling uselessly.

“Do you think you could help me lose a few pounds in time for tomorrow’s shoot? I’m supposed to fit into this Curvy Kat workout top, but it’s a bit tighter than they intended...” she admitted with a bite of her lip, looking down at her own humongous, practically fully exposed breasts that were spilling over rooftops and breaking the signs off buildings.

Lauren’s blubbery belly was also cracking the signage of Gingerbread Fitness itself, ironically knocking off one that was advertising a diet program. Outside, people were whipping out their phones to record videos and photos of the humongous Lauren, tits out and bulging all over the place.

Lauren herself brought out her version of a phone--another bot, hovering away from her to record a story she’d post on social media for her fans. Strategically, she had the bot only capture her face, the upper part of her cleavage, and a bit of the fabric of her top.

“Hey ya’ll! Hope you’re all excited for my shoot tomorrow for Curvy Kat! They’ve been a great sponsor for me ever since I moved here, and they make stuff meant for really curvy girls like me. I always say this but, you won’t believe how supportive their workout clothes are…” she lied.

Off-camera, Talia raised her eyebrows doubtfully. “Supportive?” she thought, looking up at the busted top and Lauren’s fully exposed breasts. Her left boob had just taken out the salad bar’s sign, sending it crashing to the ground as her boobage wobbled over the restaurant rooftop victoriously.

“I hope they continue to support me even as I grow...errr...bigger, thanks to all your love” she said with a bite of her lip, seeing what her boobs had done this time. “Mwah!” she went, blowing a kiss for the camera and waving with a fat, wobbling arm.