Patreon Prompt 53

Prompt: In an effort to boost sales and take advantage of a new trend, the leader of an idol group becomes a huge slob, incorporating her gaseous releases into her music to further stand out. Surprisingly, the fans love it, but the same can't be said about her fellow members, who find the idea and the fact it's working idiotic and crazy.

   As expected for paying for tickets to a VIP show, the fans were hyped up to see a private performance involving the leader of the idol group, Airy Acoustics. The chatter between the watchers turned into a unified cry of excitement as the spotlight came on to the stage. Chanting the name of Slobby Satsuka over and over again helped them to motivate the leader to waddle her way out to the stage.

   Over the course of a year, the formerly named Songstress Satsuka had taken part in a radical make over to meet the growing desire for a strange trend in modern culture. Her once slender form was now enveloped by a total of over 300 pounds of flesh that tried to burst out of her costume at every opportunity. Various food smears and sweat stains did little to dissuade the way the fans looked at the way her former white top hugged her meaty breasts, and her short skirt barely concealed her chunky rear. Flourishing her greasy green hair to the crowd, Satsuka held the mic up to her mouth and began to sing.

   Moving her wide hips along to the music, her vocals were interspersed with burps that had been fueled by a pre-performance feast. At peaks of the music, Satsuka would purposefully swing her backside to the audience as she unleashed a tirade of flatulence. The rude noises worked surprisingly well to emphasize parts of the song and gift her adoring fans with a taste of her fermented smell. While the crowd ate up her slobby performance, the same could not be said for the other members of Airy Acoustics.

   Watching the performance on a TV backstage, the girls looked on with disgust at their leader’s slobby singing and dancing. Each crowd member that fell in love with Satsuka’s gassy expulsions and jiggling blubber meant another reason for their manager to make his fateful decision. Turning away from the screen, the girls grimaced at the sight of a food cart covered in the same meals that turned their leader into what she was. Letting out simultaneous groans, the girls approached the indulgent feast to follow in their leaders’ footsteps and join the trend of slobby singers.