One wrong turn in the rain and you're knocked flat on your ass by a wall of soaked, pillowy curves. Amane used to be a twig, but now she's a fucking blimp, her soaked clothes clinging desperately to her massive tits and...

She caught you staring at her gut, but instead of covering up, she pushes it out further. No smile, no blushing, no actual signs of flirting. Just the same cold, unreadable glare and shift of her hips, making her belly ...

She’s never spoken to you, doesn’t even know you exist. But every Saturday like clockwork, she shows up in her red cardigan, tight turtleneck underneath. With every stretch, shift and lean her top rides up and her soft ...

She’s loud, cocky, and way too into Mortal Kombat. Every round she’s mashing buttons as she bounces in place, yelling, and her belly just won’t stop jiggling. She’s in nothing but a crop top and shorts, her gut is on fu...

She swears she hasn’t put on weight—”It’s just bloating!”—, but her belly’s spilling out of everything she’s tried on. You say nothing... cuz you’re too busy watching the view. Will you keep feeding into her delusions a...