Patreon Prompt 243

Prompt: (Ramona (Scott Piglrim) Fat, Slobby Male TF) https://www.furaffinity.net/view/46755497/

   For the sake of getting the big promotion at work, Scott had been hard at work perfecting a new recipe for garlic bread. His go to tester for his products was Ramona, who also supplied him with a series of strange goods from a shop she always passed during her work trips through subspace. With her help and a few tries, Scott had succeeded in a delicious yet unhealthy version of his bread that Ramona was happy to sample time and time again. With the competition months ahead, this gave the two of them plenty of time to alter the formula to perfection and take care of the side effects.

   Each meal brought with it a new layer of pudge added to Ramona’s form. Though she was worried at first, her concern gradually disappeared by the time her belly grew large enough to make her tip the weight scale past 600 pounds. If the weight wasn’t enough of a deterrent, the worsening of her digestive system did a good job of making Scott rethink his recipe. However, Ramona shrugged off her constant belching and farting as little more than a minor nuisance. It was clear that she was becoming addicted to the tainted bread, unwilling to stop no matter how far her body degraded.

   Scott only truly realized the extent of Ramona’s body issues once she gave up on wearing clothes around the house. Too lazy to go out and buy things to fit her obese form, she waddled from room to room, showing off the coarse hairs clinging to her thick arms and legs. Given ample opportunity to gawk at her sagging breasts, Scott soon realized that they resembled a pair of pudgy man boobs. He only came to this realization once he took a gander beneath Ramona’s foopah to see a set of cock and balls dangling between her legs.

   Despite Scott’s constant worrying, Ramona couldn’t be bothered about his new form. Raking in the cash from Scott’s promotion, Ramona was more than content sitting his fat ass on the couch and watching TV all day. Shoving food into his body and outputting a steady stream of foul air, the only time he moved from the impression in the couch was to take care of his heightened libido with the help of his guilt-ridden boyfriend.