Emily could hear the rumbles out of the window of her apartment as she removed her work clothes. Just as the weather forecast this morning predicted, a major thunderstorm was about to unleash its fury upon of her city. It was the perfect kind of night to stay inside and game in her opinion.
Emily's attention was briefly taken off of her games when she realized that it was getting a little difficult to tug the shorts she liked to lounge in over her hips. She stepped into her bathroom, frowning at her reflection in the mirror. Had she gained weight? It was true that she'd been slacking off on her exercise routine as of late; work had been getting busier than normal and she found that a good gaming session was a better way of dealing with stress than getting to the gym. She supposed she probably had put on a few pounds over the last few weeks.
That being said, while her abdomen had softened and her bottom half was rounder than usual, Emily decided that most of the added weight had been added to her already impressive bosom. The tank top she'd put on to relax in seemed less able to contain her boobs than it had before. Her head-sized breasts, her naturally red hair, and her cute face had caused some of her friends to suggest to Emily that she might make it big as a video game streamer, but she'd always declined. Emily had always seen video games as a way to blow off steam, and the idea of turning what was an escape from her day-to-day worries into a job didn't sound appealing to her.
With her slightly too-small loungewear clinging to her figure, Emily walked into her game room where her PC stood ready to present her with the night's entertainment. The redhead sat down in her chair and scrolled through her computer's game library (absolutely swollen with content bought with many sales and coupon codes), looking to see what particular titles jumped out at her tonight. Since she'd been playing sci-fi and shooter games over the past few weekends, Emily decided that she was in the mood for a fantasy game tonight, and was able to pick out a few choice games that looked fun.
The first was called Champion of Cornucopia. The game's promotional image showed a fat goddess pointing into the distance with a knight and wizards, both chubby, looking towards the threat the goddess indicated. According to the game's description, the protagonist was a hero chosen by the Goddess of Plenty to defeat the evil Archdemon of Famine who threatened to starve the world. Aside from the gimmick of the heroes being chubby, it seemed like a pretty standard fantasy RPG, a genre of which Emily was a fan.
The second was Fantasy Farmer. The promo image of this game was stout male dwarf and a chunky-looking female elf picking fruit off of a tree in an idyllic orchard with a few floating islands high above them in the sky. The game was a farming life simulator game where the player took the role of a new farmer who moved to the town of Magic Meadow to run the farm there. The game was all about farming crops, interacting with NPCS (who were all fantasy races like elves and orcs), and maybe even romance and marriage. It was the kind of game one played if they were in a chill mood.
The third of Age of Devouring, which was the darkest of the three titles. Emily could see a feral-looking woman in the game's promo image with wide eyes and a gaping mouth looking like she was about to lunge through the fourth wall. Apparently, the player character was afflicted with a horrific curse at the start of the game that forced them to devour anyone close to them. They had to find a way to assuage their dark hunger and discover the secret of the curse before the curse overcame them. An interesting title if one was feeling a little more macabre than usual.
It didn't take long for Emily to choose the game she wanted to play and her computer was soon booting up the software. But Emily's attention was fully on her computer and not on the weather outside, and as she clicked to start her game she felt a sudden heat through her headphones before the world around her went white. The last thing she remembered seeing before she became unconscious was the starting screen of the game that she had chosen, which was...
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