Lisa Lisa leaned back in her chair, stomach tightly crammed from the grand spread of nourishment she had just consumed. A small belch escaped Lisa Lisa who did her best to stifle it. She found the act of gorging to be downright vulgar. Shoving high calorie, messy foods in her mouth rather than gracefully sampling fine dishes, tossing aside dignified etiquette like eating slowly with food utensils for sloppy efficiency which typically meant shoveling food in her throat with her hands. Even the aftermath of her meals made her feel unladylike. Sweat formed on her stressed body, her breathing was loud and tired, and her body was bloated. She also found her act of loosening her clothes during meals to be low class, even worse when her clothes ripped at the seams. But Lisa Lisa knew damn well that those notions of ladylike behaviors had to be disregarded in favor of accumulating beneficial fat.
Just as Lisa Lisa's belly had settled, Suzie Q approached her with a rich cake. "Oh Lisa Lisa Don't forget your dessert. We wouldn't want you missing any calories now!" Lisa Lisa sighed "Very well bring it here." The cake was placed in front of her and Lisa Lisa unenthusiasticly picks up the cake with her hands and begins eating it. Despite being delicious, Lisa Lisa found the dessert to be unpleasant, each bite growing harder and harder to swallow. "You're so lucky Ms Lisa Lisa, that cake is from Italy's finest bakers." Lisa Lisa shrugged at her cheery servant girl, what did she know about being constantly feed, about maintaining a high body fat percentage. LisaLisa took her last bite and gasped from overeating, falling back in her chair. "Looks like someone's got a full tummy." giggled Suzie Q who patted Lisa Lisa's taut gut.
"Now Ms Lisa Lisa I've prepared your bath," Lisa Lisa smiled, a nice hot bath sounded so welcoming to her. "Ah wonderful. A bath would really relieve the stress of my meal." Suzie Q helped LisaLisa lift herself up. Lisa Lisa wrapped her flabby arm over Suzie Q's slender shoulder as Suzie Q grabbed hold of Lisa Lisa's muffin top. Both girls groaned as they exerted themselves. "Phew! Your definitely getting fatter Ms Lisa Lisa. In fact I bet you gained 15 pounds since last month." Suzie Q cheered. "17 pounds. It's actually 17 pounds." moaned the stuffed hamon mistress. "Wow! Well that's determination for you!" Suzie Q exclaimed.
The ladies successfully haul Lisa Lisa to the bathtub. Lisa Lisa begins to remove her tight fitting clothes. as a dutiful Suzie Q stands nearby. "You are so lucky Ms Lisa Lisa, getting to eat all that tasty food day after day. Not having to do any hard work..." Lisa lisa hands the chattering Suzie Q her food stained clothes listening to her servant's ignorant words, how could she know the pressures and stress of enduring constant feedings. Lisa Lisa stepped in the tub, submerging her fat body in the soothing water immediately alleviating her stress. "And best of all you get to be fat. All the ladies admire your beautiful fat body Ms Lisa Lisa. Seeing you get fatter and fatter while so many of us ladies remain so slim." Suzie Q's confession confused Lisa Lisa. Did other women want to be fat like she was?
Lisa Lisa knew nothing of being thin, in fact she couldn't remember a time when she was skinny, she was afterall trained in the arts of hamon at a very young age, which for a girl meant gaining weight from tons of eating. Lisa Lisa fantasized about living as a nimble woman half her weight why would Suzie Q envy her corpulent figure?
"I'll go get you a clean outfit Ms Lisa Lisa." yelled Suzie Q with an armload of her master's clothes.
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