As dawn broke over the Nonaka household, the snoozing figure of Renamon began to stir. Yawning and stretching from her place in the shadows she was surprised to find she'd enjoyed a night's sleep better than she had in a long time. Spotting Rika still snoozing in bed Renamon smiled. She didn't want to wake Rika and would have been content to watch her sleep for a while longer. But basic needs, such as her stomach gurgling gently, forced the digimon to attempt a quiet exit.
Keyword being 'attempt'. For the moment she emerged from the shadows Renamon's paw came down with a thump that nearly shook the room. She was startled enough by this and the change in her center of gravity that the vixen went tumbling to the floor with a loud crash.
Rika herself was up in a flash, still groggy but ready for a potential attack. "Renamon what's going... on?"
By the time Rika had blinked the sleep from her eyes both she and Renamon were staring at the vixens changed figure. Gone was the lithe and limber fox that could move with the grace of an acrobat. Now the bloated female looked more at home as the 'circus fat lady'.
Renamon was big. And very big at that. Her stomach was the biggest part of it. Large enough to look like she swallowed an armchair and covering most of her legs. And that itself was no easy feat as Renamon's thighs were four times her previous width, creating shelves of fat on her sides where her new love-handles rested.
The bloated female blushed deeply as her breasts could no longer be hidden by the ruff of neck fur she sported, each was bigger than her head and sported clearly visible pink nipples as long and thick as one of Renamons bloated fingers. And speaking of her paws both strained her purple arm guards with bloated digits as the fat overflowed them at the elbow.
Renamons neck was gone, replaced by a roll of fat that sagged down onto her chest and lifted her white furred ruff higher against the sides of her bloated rounder face.
"Renamon??" Rika gasped, "What happened to you?"
"I... I don't know Rika," Renamon replied, a little surprised to find even her voice was a bit thicker as she rubbed her huge form with a soft hand and felt chills run down her spine from the sensation, "I just woke up like this. But... maybe this sounds strange..."
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