Patreon Prompt 22

Prompt: Reaching her destination in Japan, a fat American exchange student already finds herself in trouble as she gets stuck in the entrance way of her new roommate’s apartment.

   Full of wonder and a little too much sugar, Wendy found herself shaking as she made her way towards her apartment. She had spent most of her high school years idolizing Japanese culture. Spending countless nights reading manga and watching anime, it was a forgone conclusion when she was offered a chance to study abroad in Japan. Very little if any of her thoughts focused on her education, her mind was set on experiencing the shops, the monuments, and, most important to her, the food.

   Making her way down the tight corridor, Wendy let her bright pink-dyed bangs bounce against her plump cheeks. A XXXL t-shirt bearing the name of her favorite anime was squeezed around her torso, leaving not so modest bulges of her breasts and belly. A skirt she had chosen merely on how much it resembled a Japanese school uniform crept ever deeper between her wide butt cheeks as she waddled down the hall. Hoping that her roommate would be able to show her the best place to grab a bite to eat, she wasted little time as she banged her meaty fist against her door.

   Opening up the door was a Japanese woman named Kimiko that seemed like a tiny sapling of a woman compared to Wendy. Mouth agape at her overweight roommate, she merely stood there as Wendy stepped forward.

   “Arigato new roomie!” Wendy announced, gently pushing Kimiko forward with her belly. “We’re going to be such good frie-“

   Wendy’s body lurched forward, but remained between the door’s thresholds. Try as she might, she couldn’t seem to pull her wide hips free from the undersized door. Finally coming to her senses to realize Wendy’s predicament, Kimiko grabbed hold of her gut and began to pull. Through their combined efforts, Wendy’s body began to slide out of the doorway. With one final push, Wendy was freed from the door and sent belly flopping right on top of Kimiko.

   “G-gomen nasai,” Wendy said, feeling Kimiko struggle beneath her. “Um…up for some food? My treat.”