Meido Christmas!

Drawn by the delightful Belkadog for me and now for all of you!

Meiling knew the head maid was approaching. Even through closed eyes, she could hear the wooden floors creak from a far as the atrium as she made her way towards the front gate. It was so easy to know when she was coming since she added even more weight to that already chunky frame of hers which made it more and more difficult for her to catch the gate guard napping. Reading auras and the environment were crucial for an effective martial artist after all.

She made her way out the front door and into the courtyard, where something was a miss. Where Meiling had expected to hear the swish of her skirt as it caught the afternoon breeze, only the sound of the wind gliding over the valleys an folds of her thighs, belly and breasts...all of which were exposed.

Meiling swallowed as she concentrated harder. Everything about Sakuya jiggled and that excited her enough as it was. Having a normally well dressed and mild mannered Sakuya was something she was more used to so every glimpse of even a little blob of fat oozing through any new tears or gaps in her outfit were already amazing treasures which she swore to sear into her memory for all time.

The picture became clearer as Sakuya drew closer. Meiling squeezed her eyes shut even tighter as she made out her slight belly hang, clapping softly against her pubic area with every step. Even with all she had put on, it was still too small in the gate guard’s opinion. She so badly wanted to touch it, grab it, mold it with her delicious Chinese cooking until it spread down to her knees!

Inches of thigh meat spilled over the edge of her stockings, also plush and with the softness of a pillow as they pounded against one another in a stately waddle. She could almost feel the heat radiating off of them as beads of sweat accumulated on their exterior from the effort of moving. Meiling felt her tongue dart out of the corner of her mouth to moisten her lips as she imagined herself alone with such thighs, allowed to nibble upon them playfully, kissing Sakuya’s fat and feeling the warmth of something so comforting and inviting squeezing around her neck and cheeks.

Meiling trained her body well and wanted to feel all that weight atop of her. She wanted to watch a meek and embarrassed Sakuya bounce atop her body as she buried her own thighs between hers as she lifted her up and allowed her to come to rest atop her softness.

She was shaking now from the concentration, her knuckles turning white as she balled them into fists, wishing desperately for a clearer and clearer picture of her aura within her mind’s eye to make her wish come true.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Sakuya’s words blasted her with an iced chill as she opened her eyes. The maid stood before her with arms folded and daggers in hand, though the sheath she had strapped around her garter belt was firmly imprinted against her thighs.

“I was just, uh...you know...visualization...mental training...um...the lady told me to do it!”

Sakuya sighed and put away her blade. There was little point to concealing such a weapon upon such a scantily clad figure as she bashfully interlinked her own hands behind her.

“So, she got you doing some weird things too huh? It’s an interesting outfit choice which Lady Remilia has had me wear today, but I’m not sure it’s the traditional wear of the season.”

She was so cute that Meiling felt she would die. Her eyes were glued to every inch of Sakuya’s jiggling body.

“Maybe she intended it for a permanent uniform shift? You know...something to brighten the mood...”

“I dare not question my lady’s whims,” Sakuya sighed. “Though I do wish she would have given me something a little more...decent...to do the shopping in.”

Meiling’s eyes nearly bulged out of her head. Sakuya was going out like THAT, to the human settlement. So many others would behold the treasure of the Scarlet Devil Mansion which up to this point only she had wished to have a private audience with?!

This simply would not do.

“M-may I come with you?” Meiling asked sheepishly as she eyed her abundance’s of curves. “I-I’ll do the heavy lifting.”

Sakuya sighed. She could sense Meiling’s hungry eyes drifting over her. She had intended to stop time to prevent herself from being seen but If thismeant getting home all that much sooner, and getting back into a more suitable outfit, it would be a chance she would have to take.

The maid beckoned for her to follow as they set off down the road.

“Hey, since it’s Christmas and all, do you think that I could have one little...” Meiling began.

“Not if you want to keep all your fingers,” Sakuya replied curtly as she pulled her underwear out of the ever encroaching fold of her jiggling behind.