Patreon Prompt 390

Prompt: Atom Eve (Invincible) becomes a slob after she decides to live on her own and indulges on exotic and delicious foods across the world. By the end she just wants to keep eating and growing fatter.

   When Atom Eve made the decision to go out on her own, it came with an unbridled sense of freedom. No longer being forced to live under the same roof as her parents, she was given the opportunity to spend every waking moment doing what she did best. All across the world, she acted as a beacon for hope with her pink costume and long, red hair. While she was happy to merely be a heroine for its own sake, that didn’t mean she would reject certain gifts from the people she saved.

   It started off small with the locals rewarding Eve with small pastries for her efforts. The tributes gradually grew larger as her renown increased. Seemingly every time she left her treehouse fort, she would return with her arms laden with various delicacies from across the globe. Unwilling to let the food go to waste, she pushed herself to eat every last bite.

   Several months’ worth of this constant indulgence had drastically morphed Eve’s body. She was made aware of the extra weight every morning when she was forced to create larger versions of her costume. The skintight fabric did the bare minimum to keep her covered, making her multiple fat rolls and heaving chest prominent for anyone that saw her. She had to constantly reach back with her pudgy finger to free her tights from the confines of her chunky rear. While she found the thick layers of fat mildly irritating at worst, it was another feature of her degraded form that ended up shaping her reputation.

   Constantly plagued by lethargy from her meals, Eve skipped bathing and other basic hygiene for days on end. This lack of washing mixed with her digestive issues created an aura of stench wherever she went. Rather than greeting her with open arms, people would cover up their noses to avoid being subjected to her gnarly belches and rancid, earth shaking farts. Eager to get the skinny woman away, they would quickly shove her demanded amount of food into her blubbery arms after her job was done. Happy just to be able to continue her life of obese, gassy liberty, she barley flinched at the utterance of her new nickname: Atom Stinkbomb