"I told reaper this was a bad idea" said the French lady waiting in the top of a building, widowmaker was talon best assassin, also known for her real name Amelie Lacroix was kidnapped by talon and brainwash to force her to kill her husband, the brainwash had not only turn Amelie into a murderer under the hands of talon like a puppet but it had also removed all of her emotions turning her into a cold person, the only emotion that she felt was the joy of killing, so she didn't only kill for orders but also to fill that void inside of her, a tragic story, from a loving girl with a group of friends that cared for her to a puppet. But with the new omnicrisis becoming more a reality than a speculation with each day that passes, and with the new overwatch forming and accepting practically anyone who wanted and could fight against the omnicrisis Talon saw an opportunity to take out two birds with one stone, they could eliminate any omnic and just give the excuse that they where part of the bad omnics and eliminate all of the overwatch agents from inside; So talon send two of their best agents, reaper and widow. At first they were rejected but after the agents of overwatch saw that they needed all the help possible they accepted the truce to "take out an enemy in common"'.
The first days were as widow expected, nobody talked or believed in her and it seemed as if she had somebody watching her 24/7, but after some time in which widow not only prove herself as a valuable member but also safe the life of a couple of agents, they started to treat her better, not even close to a friend, but they stoped watching her all the time and some even started to congratulate her for her good work from time to time, and as this became more often widow was starting to feel something, it wasn't happiness but rather joy, joy of just imagining the faces of her "teammates" when she shot them in their legs just to see them shiver in fear and their emotions, how betrayed and dumb they will feel, the amount of emotion that widow felt was something that she never felt before, specially when she imagine tracer, when she imagine her annoying grin turn into a face of complete horror, searching for somebody to go help her. It was just delicious
But while widow was emotionless she was by no means immune to common things, like hunger, and to her surprise, overwatch had one of the best and tastiest things she ever tried, and that's saying a lot coming from someone from France. Everything melt in her mouth it was the best thing ever, widow wasn't a girl who ate a lot but ever since she started working there she given got doubles sometimes, and not only that but mercy, being the caring that she is, packed every one with a big amount of food for the mission, but while most of them burned the extra calories running everywhere, widow was just lying down waiting for someone to come to her line of sight to shot it down, actually widow practically never exercised she just eat during the mission and back at the base.
And all those calories have to go somewhere
Which leads us to where we are now, widow was send into a mission to assassinate an omnic who could stop the war between robots and humans before it even started, widow wasn't a dumb girl she had analyze that place, she knew that the place where reaper had send her was a place where nobody ever went, despite her talk with him he insisted in her being there.
A couple of hours had pass: "I told reaper this was a bad idea, but he never listens to me. God, why is this suit so tight?" Widow was never a girl with huge muscles, she was in shape but she never got to the point of having a six pack, so the amount of weight that she put was showing really quickly, she had lost all the definition in her arms, legs and belly, and she had lost a lot of stamina, she got winded just on the way there, her arms were flabbier, her boobs didn't change at all, but it seemed that her belly and her ntirwe lower half absorbed all of the fat, her belly was starting to poke out, her thighs where starting to get dangerously close one to another, her hips where a little bit wider and softer, and her butt grow out like crazy, the two orbs of fat jiggle and threatened the fabric of her suit, it seemed like widow put at least 20 pounds on her frame
Suddenly a huge explosion happens in the building widow was watching, all the workers went running to her location, including her target, focusing in his head and with just one shot, bang, the robot fall to the ground
"Mission accomplished, damn I'm starving"
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