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🕑 Added 2024-09-28 10:23:14 +0000 UTCA few years after the events of the manga, Sakura finds herself unable to keep herself fit as Hidden Leaf Village undergoes a weight gain fad.
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Sakura looked down at the heaping beef bowl she was being offered. “Isn’t this a little much?” The ninja squeezed her flank, grabbing a handful of flab. Three other shinobi, all of them heavyset, were slurping back their own meals around her.
“What are you talking about? This is the lightest bowl we’ve got!” the chef chuckled. “You just need to work up the right appetite!”
“Oh, I’m hungry, believe me.” Sakura folded her arms and looked down at herself. Her weight had nearly tripled over the last year as new culinary and fashion fads overtook Hidden Leaf Village. Her belly was now an extremely generous paunch that bulged out into her lap.Her breasts were engorged with milky fat and weighed heavily against her bra. Sakura’s hips had spread out to be better suited for two stools, and her thighs were sizable and fleshy. “Oooh...” Sakura grumbled, taking the bowl and scarfing back its contents, breaking a sweat as she binged. She leaned back on her stool, rubbing her generous belly. “I’ve gotta stop doing that...”
Sakura paid for her meal and stepped out into the village. She could immediately hear the huffing and puffing of dozens of obese shinobi going about their business. Sweat stains graced their clothing as they waddled about, clearly unconcerned with their training.
“Hey!” said a young woman lining up for a dango stall. “You cut me!”
“I just went to get a snack!” the older shinobi answered, putting her hands on her plush hips. “I’ve been waiting for ten minutes already and I was starving!” The two ninja rammed their stomachs together, their hips and bottoms jiggling as they strained in their attempts to push the other one away.
Sakura watched with a concerned expression, resting a hand on her own belly. I can’t help but wonder how I’d do in one of these ‘arguments’, she thought. I haven’t exactly done a good job of keeping my weight down...
“Hah!” The older shinobi bucked her hips forward and sent her opponent stumbling back. She gave her gelatinous belly a slap and took her place in line. “Maybe if you keep eating from this stall, you’ll grow to be an actual challenge!” she teased. The other shinobi shot her a scowl and got in line behind her, her stomach growling in hunger.
Sakura ran a hand through her sweat-damped pink hair as she wandered through the village, looking for a decent place to train and exercise. Food stalls had popped up everywhere, making it difficult to find a spot to get to work. Many of the trees in the area were already cut down to make room for spas, restaurants, and benches. “Phew...” Sakura gasped, wiping her forehead and setting her broad, plush bottom down on a bench. “Maybe I’ll skip the exercise for today...” Her nose twitched as the sweet smell of cinnamon twist bread caught her attention. “Just one more cheat day, then I’ll get back to training tomorrow!” she promised, hurrying to buy herself some dessert.
