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Fat Love is War (Mini Story)
🕑 Added 2020-02-08 00:23:18 +0000 UTC(Parody of Kaguya-sama: Love Is War. All characters as written are 18+)
In the war of romance, the first to admit their infatuation is to forever be the subordinate member of the relation. However, to openly ask your would be partner to change something about themselves is deepen your defeat. To do something as request your potential significant other to lose weight or cease their less savory habits is both an unspoken admission of attraction and giving your beloved something to hang over your head for all time.
It was after school as Kaguya, vice-president, and Miyuki, the student body president, sat alone together in the student council room.
"I noticed there a slight breeze in here." A 350 pound Kaguya said, her ultra wide ass pretty much bare for all to see as her skirt could barely cover less than a third of her expansive rear.
"Must be the air condition." The 370 pound Miyuki said as he attempt to tuck his shirt over his gut, the buttons on the verge of popping against the school's biggest belly and breasts only second to the obese Kaguya's in their bloated size. "I having trouble tucking in my shirt. Does it look like I've grown taller to you."
"It must have shrunk in the wash." Kaguya remarked she reached into her backpack and pulled out a fast food bag that contain a greasy burger the size of her head. Normally such low brow fair would be below someone of her standing but she needed Miyuki to be the one to point it out.
"I must say, this American food is more palatable than I expected it to be." She said before taking a bite, allowing drops of condiments and meat juices to splatter all over her uniform and to smear all over her double chin.
"I agree." Miyuki said as he reached into his own backpack and pulled a huge bacon burrito from the same restaurant.
Kaguya, against all she had been taught about decorum, let loose multiple blasts of quiet air from between her flabby buttcheeks, quickly filling the room with her disgusting bowel odor.
"Do you smell something?" As she almost gagged on her own gas.
Another flatulent scent, even stronger than her own, drifted toward Kaguya.
"I do. It must be coming from outside." He said pointing towards a barely cracked window behind them, breathing through his mouth to avoid smelling his own silent but deadly emissions.
"Well I suppose that explains it." Kaguya said as they both began brainstorming new ways to get the other to be the first to both admit their love and to suggest that they should go on a diet.
