Dealer's Choice - Psycho-Pass WG - Part 05 (Patreon)

Nine-hundred and twenty, nine-hundred and seventy, ONE THOUSAND AND THIRTY!

She had reached well over the half ton mark and by now her rear had grown so wide that her thighs had been forced right up to the sides of the couch. Her breasts grew past her the distorted beanbag of her belly, the pink of her areola capping their pure white surfaces  as they flopped over her elephantine sides. Rolls of blubber cascaded around her arms, now thicker than any of the fat womens’ waists, drooping downwards to cover her elbows and lower arms. Her sausage-like fingers were now so fat she could barely make a fist and her legs and hips would put even a hippo’s to shame as they jiggled, unabated with each surge of new growth.

But her belly, where all that cake had come to reside, was what dominated her body’s view. Now more than several feet across, it surged out into the the crowd with its massive softness. Most of the party took a few cautious steps back, out of fear that they may catch her fatness if it touched her.

One woman, a wealthy underground adult film industry heiress and part time internet anarchist party leader stepped forward to admire the very immobile inspector. She placed her hand atop her new purchase and smiled broadly as she gave that blubber a gentle squeeze. An unrestricted appetite was just the message she had been looking for to justify her cause and now she had the perfect plaything to make it so. She reveled in the plush, soft feel of Akane’s pure white fat.

“Oh no...I don’t think...that’s all of it…”