Drabble: Hotsprings and Hangovers

Coco groaned as she waddled down the hall. A semester at Beacon had ended, so a few of the girls had decided to visit a hot spring. It was nice, but the accommodations were a little too rustic for Coco's tastes.

The hot springs, dinners, and drinks made up for it, though.

Coco enjoyed that a little too much. She was already a sizable woman, so she could hold plenty of alcoholic drinks. The staff were great at refilling her glass and her plate. If there were food in front of her, Coco would eat it. If her cup were full of drink, Coco would drain it instantly.

And so Coco woke up still feeling stuffed and hungover. She had willed her fat ass out of bed in the hopes the hot springs could help her. However, moving didn't feel too good. Coco loved every inch of herself and every curve and fold that came with it. She usually relished the feeling of her body's natural wobbles. That couldn't be said now as her head was thumping. She wished her hips wouldn't bounce as much, and her pillar-like thighs rubbing together produced a grating sound.

"Maybe I should stick to lighter foods today?" Coco mused. Her stomach immediately groaned in protest. The thick, meaty apron sagged to her knees and bounced lightly with each step. A stomach like this wouldn't allow "light" eating. Plus, the dinners were so large and elaborate that she couldn't resist chowing down. Why should she? This wasn't a cheap vacation, and the food was all-inclusive! Also, Coco wasn't built for moderation anymore. She didn't suddenly wake up fat one day. She had gradually bulked up and now had to work to maintain this shape. It wasn't likely for her to shrink down, but it was quite possible to grow. She had undoubtedly put on twenty pounds since she arrived.

"At least it's going where it counts." Coco grinned as she smacked her right butt cheek. Her robe muffled the sound, but the force carried through her cheeks and caused them to wobble heavily. This hotspring preferred using cushions on the floor rather than chairs, which was nice considering they would need to be strong enough to hold her. She would also need more than one, too. Even now, her fat ass buried and flattened any cushion she used.

Coco reached the dressing room and disrobed. It only took a few more waddling steps before she entered the cool morning air. The surroundings were scenic, but her head was still throbbing. She didn't plan to pay them any mind.

That was until she spotted something. A goddess in human flesh, one who had no doubt descended into the serene hot spring and brought out a great beauty. Coco's head suddenly didn't hurt anymore; the mist surrounding her tickled her skin, and the radiant figure called out to her.

"Coco? Why are you staring at me?" Velvet asked. She had seen her friend step outside and stop. Coco proceeded to stare at her for almost a full minute. Velvet looked down and sighed. Her breasts were visible, the two voluptuous orbs cresting the water just enough for her nipples to remain visible. When Velvet looked back up, Coco had jumped into the water.

Velvet shielded her face before the hot water showered her. Once she wiped her eyes, she realized Coco was next to her. One of the girl's meaty arms had wrapped around Velvet and firmly grasped her waist. Another hand shamelessly groped her belly while Coco rubbed her cheek against a plump boob.

Velvet sighed heavily. "Good morning to you, too." She grumbled. This wasn't too unusual. At night, Coco would get drunk and fondle her. In the mornings, she would be slowed down by a hangover only to overcome it and grope her friend.

It was all par for the course.