Lauren: Dorklord Part 3 (Patreon)

“Hey.” Lauren said, shoving Brian awake as he lay in bed.

“Hmmmnnnehhh??” Her husband responded drowsily, scarcely aware of where he was, let alone who it was talking to him.

“Hey, so I was thinking about hitting up Kaijumaru today and I was wondering if you wanted to go?” She pressed enthusiastically, seemingly oblivious to her husband’s extreme tiredness.

“You’re up already?” Brian mumbled. He turned over in bed and picked up his phone, squinting against the sudden blast of bright light until the numbers “11:40” were clearly visible.

“Oh no, I’m up *still.* I was raiding for most of the night. It took as a few runs but I finally got a Cloak of Gandor to drop of the Sykora Deepdweller so once I combine that with the Amulet of Rafuu Sah I’ll be able to up my DPS by another twelve percent. TWELVE PERCENT!
…..Then again I actually have to get THAT to drop from the Dragon Mage Bunki and we’re like…SOOOOO not ready to take HIM on until HorkerMan and BankaiKevin both get the twin dragon shields of Manamorbo from Fellfyre Keep. So that will probably take another few weeks to get done but….”

Lauren continued babbling while Brian forced himself into an upright position. He’d learned that once she started talking about Dwarf Lord she was never going to stop, and it was becoming apparent that it was only getting worse. Her voice had developed a nasally quality that only made her sound even more obscenely dorky and harder to drown out, so Brian had had to learn to just appease and distract her if he wanted to escape the endless gushing.

“Alright. When does the store open again?” He said, turning on the bedroom light despite it being well into the morning. With Lauren’s new gaming obsession, she’d installed blackout curtains to minimize the glare from her decreasingly glamorous computer setup. While it enhanced her MMO experience, Brian was finding it harder and harder to get up in the morning due to being kept awake by either the clacking of the keyboard, Lauren talking to her raid group and barking out orders during bossfights, or her new propensity to snore loudly when she did finally heave her porky body into bed. From there it was nearly impossible to wake up before noon simply because there was no light to wake either of them up in the morning.

“It opens at twelve, so if we’re gonna get there before the lines get bad we need to go like right now.” She said, giddily bouncing her fat, dumpy body out of the bedroom.
“Great.” Brian said. “I’ll be right out.”

Brian had to admit, even though they were no longer living the celebrity high life, he did enjoy seeing his wife happy. They walked across the parking lot to the mall with Lauren gushing about the new store and all the things that existed in one she’d seen in Little Tokyo one time. What surprised him was that now more than ever, Lauren suddenly spoke more about experiences that he knew full well she’d never actually had. Volumes of knowledge about anime and video games had filled her mind, causing her to infodump daily about what this person’s Kekkei Genkai was or how Sephiroth canonically uses an entire bottle of shampoo every time he showers. While it was no problem to listen, and watching anime with her usually ended up with her getting horny and riding him like a dildo, he was beginning to have other concerns.

As a black girl, Lauren was constantly worrying about her transformation and how to turn back. As a Luscious, she was extremely resistant to who she was becoming and fought to avoid it. In this case however, Lauren acted as if she had always been this way without any desire or motivation to change it. She never spoke about her original life or even any of the others. Her entire world had begun to revolve around passive media, with Dwarf Lord becoming the focal point of all her attention. There were tender moments between them, and she was never any less excited for time with her husband, but she was clearly less attentive whenever she was playing her game, which was very obviously controlling her life.

They stepped into the overly bright and pink store and Lauren immediately squealed and bobbled off to look at everything the place had to offer. They walked up the aisles as the frumpy woman tossed bag after bag of Japanese treats and foods into the basket she had Brian carry, happily grinning at him in anticipation of taking them home. She was cute and happy, he reasoned. Even if she was frumpy and dressed in a cheap sweatshirt and the stretchiest pants she could find in the messy heap of clothing on the bedroom floor. Her long brown hair had been tossed into a messy bun and her big, happy smile accentuated her new double chin, but Brian could tell from the sparkle in her eyes that his wife was very much alive and well. Perhaps, he thought, he was overthinking it. Maybe the reason Lauren wasn’t fighting so hard was because she was enjoying her life as a fat nerd instead of lamenting it.

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“OH MY GOD THEY HAVE DWARF LORD POPS!!!” She suddenly exclaimed. A massive display of Dwarf Lord figures stood before the frumpy woman, it’s strange magnetism being felt even by Brian. 

He watched, blinking several times to force his brain to comprehend what he was looking at. With every figure Lauren pulled off of the shelf and admired, Brian could see her pants widen and stretch over her ass. Her belly sunk lower and lower into her sweater with every piggish squeal and increasingly nasal enunciation. Strangely enough, her chest didn’t seem to change at all. If anything, they had perked up as the cups of a previously unworn bra began to form a visible smoothness beneath her sweater without noticeably impacting her breast size at all. Her breathing became more audibly labored as she panted and wheezed like a delighted pug at the sight of all her favorite characters.

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“Uggghh. I wish I could have them ALL!” She puffed longingly.

“Well…Those are…uh, a bit expensive for the lot of them. I’m willing to buy a couple for you, but we’d have to put all the food back.” Brian offered kindly.

“What?! Oh no! I need those for my mukbang stream!” Lauren cried out a little *too* enthusiastically.

“Your….What?” Brian asked, dreading the spreading smile across his wife’s thickening double chin.

“Hey everybody! This is LaurenLush here with my very first mukbang video! I’ve been talking to some of you guys and if you know me from my gaming channel then you might have heard I’ve been getting requests to do this, so let’s get to it!”

Lauren sat in front of the camera looking heavier than ever, looking delighted by her massive collection of Japanese treats spread across her desk. She claimed that people had been requesting videos of her eating on camera, but he hadn’t heard anything about it. He suspected that with the amount of youtube she watched that this was just something she herself wanted to do and was simply dressing it up as a request to avoid any judgement.

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“And before we begin, remember to like, subscribe, and comment what you want to see me eat next! So! Let’s talk about the new Dwarf Lord Expansion coming in spring while I dig into these sweet cream pastries…”

Brian had been asked to help set up the stream, but left the room as soon as he wasn’t needed. Lauren might have been having the time of her life, but without an interest of his own in watching her binge a bunch of anime themed junk food, he decided to go out and check the mail. Most of it was junk mail and coupon books or the odd ad for yet more Dwarf Lord MMO conventions, but when Brian had worked his way to the back, a fancy letter adorned with a familiar symbol caught his eye…

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