As Renamon arrived at the restaurant, she was hit by the tantalizing aroma of freshly cooked food. The place was bustling with customers, all chatting and enjoying their meals. Renamon couldn't help but salivate at the sight of all the delicious dishes on display.
She scanned the room, searching for Rika among the busy crowd. Finally, her eyes locked onto her trainer's figure, dressed in a black uniform with a nametag that read 'Rika'. Renamon made her way towards her, dodging tables and chairs along the way.
"Hey, Rika!" Renamon said, approaching her with a smile. "How was your shift?"
"It was busy, as usual," Rika replied, tiredness evident in her voice. "But it's finally over, and I can eat."
Renamon nodded in agreement. "I'm starving too. What do you recommend?"
Rika thought for a moment before pointing to a dish on the menu. "The spaghetti carbonara is really good here. Want to share it?"
Renamon's mouth watered at the thought of creamy pasta. "Sure, that sounds great."
As they waited for their food to arrive, Renamon couldn't help but feel self-conscious about her newfound pudginess. She fidgeted in her seat, feeling her thighs rub against each other. The once-slender Digimon had developed a soft layer of fat all over her body, and her belly protruded slightly.
Rika noticed Renamon's discomfort and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry about it, Renamon. You look great."
Renamon smiled, grateful for her trainer's support. She leaned back in her chair and let out a contented sigh. The restaurant was warm and cozy, and the food smelled heavenly. It was a nice change of pace from their usual routine.
Their food arrived, and Renamon dug in eagerly, savoring each bite of the rich, creamy pasta. Rika watched with amusement as her Digimon companion indulged in her newfound love for food.
As Renamon savored the pasta, Rika studied her companion thoughtfully. She had noticed Renamon's recent weight gain, but it didn't bother her in the slightest. In fact, she found it kind of cute.
After a moment of consideration, Rika spoke up. "You know, Renamon, if you really wanted to let yourself go and get as big as Guilmon, I wouldn't hold it against you. In fact, I think it might look cute on you."
Renamon's eyes widened in surprise. She had never expected Rika to be so accepting of her weight gain, let alone suggest that she gain even more.
"Are you serious?" Renamon asked, incredulous.
Rika nodded. "Completely serious. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters to me."
Renamon felt a rush of gratitude towards her trainer. She had always been worried about what Rika thought of her appearance, but now she realized that her trainer loved her no matter what. She imagined herself even heavier, with a soft, round belly and plump, jiggling thighs, and couldn't help but feel a bit excited at the prospect.
"Thank you, Rika," Renamon said, feeling her heart swell with emotion. "That means a lot to me."
Rika smiled, happy to see her companion so content. "Of course, Renamon. Now, what do you say let's get a big to-go order and head back home. We've got some relaxing to do, don't we?"
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