The Third Candle

The sun shone in through the windows of Yoshinoya, bathing Korone's face in a warmth not dissimilar to the warmth currently radiating in her stomach. Korone always told Okayu that they could go wherever she wanted and yet she always found her feet taking her to the same restaurant. "You have to try this cheesecake!" Okayu's familiar plea breaks Korone from her reverie, "It's sooo good." Despite Okayu's repeated insistence, Korone had yet to taste the small delectable triangle. It's not that she didn't want to, she would do just about anything to please the purple haired cat girl, it's just that she was always left far too full for dessert. Okayu would order like she hadn't eaten in weeks, bowl after bowl would arrive in front of the always hungry cat, food that she never seemed to quite finish all by herself. Korone would finish her meal only to find more food being pushed in front of her, her tongue always held in favor of Okayu's happiness. And she found herself with the same result every time, an aching fullness in her stomach and Okayu begging her to share dessert.

"Koro-saaaaaan," Okayu playfully nagged, plucking a strawberry from the top of her cheesecake and placing it in her mouth. Korone could feel the gentle breeze kicked up by her friend's tail flicking excitedly behind her and she turned to find Okayu looking at her expectantly, the strawberry sticking out from her glossed lips. "Trying to lure me in, as usual." Korone replied, a fake haughtiness in her voice, turning up her nose at Okayu. She felt the light brush of Okayu's tail against her ankle but she held her practiced sneer. She liked to tease Okayu like this, to hold control of the situation, a control that she couldn't help but feel was being slowly stripped away from her as of late. Okayu's brows turned downward, the hint of a frown evident at the corners of her mouth. That pitiful look was all Korone had been waiting for and she leaned forward to bite the other half of Okayu's strawberry from her mouth, but it was different this time. This time she couldn't pull away. She leaned back only to find Okayu's hand on the back of her head, holding her still as their lips met. The sweet taste of strawberry and cheesecake playing across her taste buds as Okayu kissed her.

"O-okayu..!" Korone gasped as she pulled away, her face flushed with embarrassment as she quickly looked around to see if anyone else had seen them. She received no reply, only the soft brush of Okayu's hair against her neck as the cat girl gently nuzzled her head on Korone's shoulder as she continued to eat her cheesecake. "You never share with me," Okayu pouted softly, "the people here are going to start to think you are just hanging out with some fat cat out of pity." She said, taking another bite. "I am hanging out with some fat cat, '' Korone teasingly replied. A quick "hmph" was all she received from Okayu as she removed her head from Korone's shoulder and sat up straight again. "Okayu?" Korone meekly muttered. "Oh no," Korone thought, "I didn't mess up the moment, did I? It wasn't really a moment anyway, was it? That kiss wasn't-'' Korone's inner monologue was cut short by the clatter of dishes as Okayu neatly stacked everything and stood up. "Come on, let's get going. Your stream starts soon." said Okayu, in a tone in which Korone didn't miss a slight curtness.

As Korone lay in bed that night she couldn't help but replay the afternoon's events in her mind. "I really did screw up this time, I shouldn't have teased her like that." She thought. "I have to make it up to her." And so she resolved that next time they went out to eat would be different, next time Okayu wouldn't feel ashamed of her appetite.

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A slight hitch in Korone's stride accompanied her glance at Okayu's shoes. These actions were not done out of embarrassment but out of precaution. Everything needed to be perfect today and that included the walk to the restaurant. Korone was making absolutely sure that her walking matched pace with the much slower stride of Okayu. She didn't want another embarrassing incident of zoning out and accidentally talking to a complete stranger, no matter how funny Okayu found it to be when she caught up. No, today she swore to adopt the relaxed pace of her part-feline friend. Yes, they were only friends. The brush of Okayu's pinky against her own had just been accidental. Surely she was only mistaking Okayu's casual glances as longing looks. It was lost in these flustered thoughts that she almost walked straight into the opened glass door, a sudden pull on her arm her only savior. She looked up and was greeted by a smirk on the cat-girl's face. "You must be really hungry today, zoning out so much." Korone couldn't disagree. She hadn't eaten at all, she needed all the room her stomach could provide for her plan. Today she was going to keep up with Okayu.

Okayu made her usual order and was about to say Korone's when Korone interrupted her. "I'll have what she's having." She said. Okayu was taken aback. "Are you sure you can handle all that, Koro-san?" Korone sat down with a determined nod, "I'm very hungry." And so the feast began, Korone devouring her food as fast as she could. Surely she could manage all this food if she just ate it all before the fullness set in. Another fantastic plan from the genius dog girl, or so she thought. Her stomach was starting to feel uneasy, and quickly at that. "This can't be right," she thought in a panic, "I haven't even eaten as much as I normally would yet." But the amount of food wasn't the problem she faced, it was the speed she was eating. So intent on gobbling up everything as fast as she could, she failed to account for the amount of air that was being gulped down along with it. Air that was now trapped in her stomach, a stomach which was quickly making its displeasure known.

Korone could only manage a few more bites before a loud belch escaped her lips. Korone barely had time to cover her mouth in shock before the teasing tones of Okayu's voice entered her ears. "Neeeee, Koro-san. You really have to mind your manners out in public like this." The cat girl taunted her. Korone tried to mask her embarrassment by continuing to eat but out of the corner of her eye she could see that Okayu's eyes weren't returning to her own food. "Is she watching me eat?" Korone thought. Slight shame began to well within her, "She must be thinking I'm crazy today," she thought as she looked at the full bowls still left on the table for her "why did I think I could eat all this?" The pain was starting to mount in Korone's full stomach, a pain only exasperated by the encroaching tightness of her pants. She let out another painful burp and tried to subtly slide her pants down beneath her swelling stomach. Unfortunately for her this attempt was made in vain as Okayu's watchful eyes saw the whole thing. A knowledge Korone was quick to realize as she felt the cat-girl's hand tease, caress?, her bloated belly.

"Oh my, Koro-san, getting full already?" she teased. Korone could only groan in fullness. “C-can- oooo... can we share?" Korone meekly asked. "Oh, no. I'm already soooooo full myself." came Okayu's reply, accompanied by a pat to her own stomach. A gesture made entirely for show. Okayu could have easily finished the rest of Korone's food, but this was an opportunity she wasn't going to waste. She reached over to pick up a portion of Korone's food and held it in front of the painfully full dog-girl's face. "Open wide~" Korone blanched and quickly looked around. "W-what are you doing?!" she asked, her quiet but panicked voice almost sounding like a hiss. "Helping you finish your food." She replied before dropping her voice to a whisper. "An idol wouldn't want to be wasteful." Korone opened her mouth to protest but that was all the time Okayu needed to shove the food straight past her lips. Korone almost choked, not from the sudden forcefulness but from embarrassment. Being hand fed by her best friend, and in public no less. Her cheeks flushed in shame as she chewed , flush that Okayu either didn't notice or didn't care about as no sooner had she swallowed than another mouthful was at her lips. She wanted to tell Okayu to stop but this was supposed to be the day she made things right, she couldn't spurn Okayu now. And so she slowly swallowed another mouthful. And another. Okayu barely even gave her time to stifle stray burps as food and gas continued to mount in her overstuffed stomach.

Finally, thankfully, her bowls were empty. Slumped in her chair, all Korone could do was groan, clutching her aching belly in pain. She desperately wanted to leave, to be home, to be anywhere away from people seeing her like this but she was trapped in her chair, far too full to walk home. She felt Okayu's hand come to rest on top of her belly and Okayu's tail began to snake around her ankle. Okayu's voice was low and gentle, barely a whisper "You finished everything. Good job, baby." B-baby?! Had Korone heard that right? Her head was swimming as Okayu's rubbing became a more firm kneading. Were Okayu and her da- A sudden belch erupted from her mouth, interrupting her thoughts. "So unlady like." a slight chuckle as Okayu's gentle voice drifted in her ears again, "That feels better though, doesn't it?" This has to be a dream, Korone thought. This couldn't be real. There was no way she was a bloated mess being teased and rubbed by her closest friend in public. Korone barely even registered what was happening when she heard Okayu's voice again. "Easy now, that's it." Okayu had taken her by the hand to help her to her feet. "Let's get you home."

Korone lay in bed, a dull ache still radiating from the pit of her stomach. It had been hours but she could still barely control her breathing when she thought of it again. "Good job, baby." That's what Okayu said. The gentle tone of her voice. The wonderful softness of her hand gliding across her- "What am I thinking?" Korone groaned, burying her face in her pillow. Her "romance" with Okayu on stream was just for show. They were just playing around for the audience, weren't they? So why did it feel so- A sudden ding nearly caused her to launch herself off the bed. It was her phone, a text from Okayu. "I had such a great time with you today <3" The ache in her belly was momentarily replaced by butterflies as her fingers hovered over the screen. "I had fun'' No, that doesn't sound right. "I had a great time with you too" Should she put a heart in her message too? She had never put so much thought into a text to Okayu before. She finally settled with "Today was great. I hope we can do it again soon." she hardly had to wait any time at all for the reply. "Mmm, I'm sure you do. "Oh no, now what have I done?" she thought, "What is wrong with me today?" All these thoughts and emotions spiraled around her mind as she drifted off to sleep.

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"Maybe this was a bad idea." she thought to herself. Fresh out of the shower she stood, still nude, in front of her mirror, but the person staring back at her wasn't who she remembered. She remembered a strong boxer with toned arms. An athlete with strong thighs and tight abs. So how is it that the image in front of her was so soft? How were her upper arms so smooth and rounded? Her thighs widened to touch at the top? Her abdominal muscles lost in a swell of puppy fat? But there was no mistaking it, the disgusted face of the dog-girl observing this doughy form belonged to Korone. It was never supposed to be like this. It was just going to be a one time thing. She was never going to be a-

"Fatty." The voice nearly made Korone jump out of her skin. A pair of hands gripping at her plump belly joined the teasing voice. Looking back up in the mirror revealed the hands belonged to a rather pleased looking cat-girl, a pair of hands that had been exploring Korone's body with increasing frequency as of late. "It seems you've been enjoying my food quite a bit lately, Koro-san~" the low volume of that achingly saccharine tone accompanied a soft nibble on her earlobe. Korone's bright red face stared back at her as she tried to keep her composure. "Okayu p-please stop grabbing..." "Grabbing what, darling?" Korone could hardly bring herself to form words at all, let alone voice her plea. She was powerless under Okayu's touch. It happened every time. Every night she vowed that tonight would be the night she would take charge, tonight would be the night she put her foot down and got to the bottom of things, but every night her headstrong attitude dissolved to putty in Okayu's hands. A simple teasing word or gentle caress was all it took to reduce the independent canine to a love drunk puppy, a fact that Okayu had spent little time waiting to exploit.

At first it was just playful like that first night, occasionally ordering too much food and then insisting on feeding her the rest of it. But then it became once a week. And then it was every night. And then it was Okayu wanting to come over to her house so she could feed her in private. And then it was Okayu staying the night to stuff her again at breakfast. Her life was becoming a never ending stream of food. Food that was now taking residence in the form of twenty pounds on her body. Korone had gained twenty pounds of embarrassing fat since that first night all those weeks ago. Twenty pounds that were now preventing her from getting dressed. No matter how hard she tried, Korone simply couldn't squeeze her now fattened ass back into her pants. Her struggles not being helped by Okayu's lecherous hands and their interest in inspecting every inch of her expanding form. "Can you please help me?" Korone asked. "Don't be silly. You don't need pants in your own house, Koinu." Koinu. Puppy. Korone had always hated being called cute little names like that. Then why did Okayu speaking to her like that produce a slight twitch between her now touching thighs? She had little time to ponder this as Okayu took her by the hands. "Oka-" Her questioning was immediately silenced by the intrusion of Okayu's lips on her own, her mouth's only sound becoming a soft moan as she felt Okayu's hands squeezing her widening ass. Okayu pulled her lips away, "Come on, time for breakfast."

Breakfast was the most important meal. Breakfast was the source of energy to start your day. But for Korone breakfast was rapidly becoming a source of humiliation, her morning meal time changing to a show of which she was the unwilling main performance. First she found her juice being replaced with whole milk. Then her cereal started changing into an ever increasing amount of scrambled eggs. All of that she could handle. But what she couldn't handle, the source of her morning mortification, was the sausages. These little fried bits of pork spelled doom for her stomach and they had unfortunately become a mainstay of her morning plate. Korone could already feel her stomach churning just from the smell. Yet here she was, utensil in hand, preparing to eat more of them than your average family. What had Okayu called it again? A fork? Apparently the Americans used them to eat instead of chopsticks and Okayu urged her to always use one. "You are eating like an American now, after all." Okayu had said. She stabbed a sausage with her fork and began moving it towards her mouth when she felt it. The slight bristle of Okayu's tail against her thigh. "Ah ah ah, Koinu-chan," came that dulcet tone again, "you know the rules." Korone knew the fork placed next to her plate had been too good to be true. Okayu didn't even wait for her to get full first before she started the hand-feeding anymore. "If I do all the cooking the least you could do is let me see you enjoying it first hand." had been her excuse, but as the days passed it became ever more obvious that Okayu was getting the real enjoyment here. Okayu took the fork and removed the sausage, replacing it with a heap of eggs. Korone groaned internally, Okayu was purposely saving the sausages for last. "Maybe this time we could-" the eggs were pushed into her mouth before she could finish speaking. "Shh shh shh, no talking with your mouth full now, little puppy." With her complaints silenced, all Korone could do was diligently chew and swallow. Forkful after forkful of fluffy egg sliding down her throat. She felt her tail wagging despite herself. That would be the most humiliating part of all if it wasn't for what was coming next.

The first sausage touched her lips. The first swallow was the first step in the march to her intestinal demise. It was the grease that did it and these sausages were practically swimming in it. Another and another joined their brothers in her already overstuffed gut. "Please," the poor dog puffed, "I'm so full." She received nothing but another sausage pressed firmly into her mouth. Her stomach felt like it was in knots. A burp began to rise in her throat but she quickly swallowed it, no matter how comfortable Okayu had gotten with her recently she would not let Okayu reduce her to some gassy slob again. Unfortunately, Okayu had not missed this little action. An intruding hand pressed into Korone's painfully full belly. "What's wrong~? Feeling full?" Korone knew it was just teasing but she replied anyway. "Yes." Korone pouted, her ears drooping. "It's okay, just a little more." Okayu replied with a firm squeeze to her belly. The last few sausages slowly found their way into Korone's bloated belly.

Okayu picked up the sausage and placed it between her lips, just like the strawberry all those days ago. It happened every meal, Korone never got to finish eating without becoming prey to Okayu's own hungering lips. Korone bent forward but this time Okayu received more than just a kiss. *FRRRT* A loud fart shattered the silence. Korone's face became a mask of pure scarlet. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry I didn't-" her apology was cut short as Okayu practically jumped on her. Korone almost choked on the sausage with the force that rocketed it into her mouth which was subsequently sealed by Okayu's own. Korone felt one hand on the back of her head and the other hand snaked up the back of her shirt, Okayu's claws lightly digging into the fatty area around her shoulder blades. Korone had only just swallowed the sausage when she felt it being replaced with Okayu's tongue. Okayu had never been so ravenous with her before. Korone's chair began to creak as Okayu's weight joined her own, the sex crazed cat-girl climbing on to her lap. The increased pressure on her belly caused Korone to fart again, though this time the noise was joined by a soft moan from Okayu as she began dry humping the overfed dog.

Immense shame was mixing with pleasure forming a sexual haze in Korone's mind. She could barely form a coherent thought as Okayu began tugging on her ear, her mouth moved away to start kissing and biting at Korone's neck. Korone tried to speak, to protest, to say anything at all but could only manage moans of both pain and pleasure. Okayu pulled Korone's shirt off and then promptly pulled her to the floor. Okayu's lips traveled down her neck and across her chest to finally come to their true prize, Korone's belly. Okayu was like a wild animal, biting and sucking on Korone's belly fat. In all her writhing, Korone's right hand found her discarded shirt and balled it tightly in her fist, her left hand messing up the soft hair on Okayu's head. Her moans turned to a gasp as she felt the tip of Okayu's tongue enter her belly button. Her whole body was shaking, her breathing turned shallow and ragged panting. The pain from the aching fullness mixed with the pleasure of Okayu's adventurous mouth was all too much for Korone to bear. "O-OKAYUUU'' Korone practically shrieked as, for the first time, Okayu made her cum. A few short humps and a growing wetness on her thigh later indicated that Okayu had finished as well. Okayu collapsed next to her on the ground, her hand on Korone's belly and her hot breath on her neck. "That was amazing, Kobuta." Okayu said between pants. Korone had no time to protest her new nickname before she passed out.

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One hundred. A number that, for many, symbolizes perfection. A perfect score on a test. Total completion of a task. But for Korone, the number one hundred now represented absolute failure. She had seen the number on the scale just now. Well heard the number anyway, Okayu wasting no time in mocking her for it. Korone had gained one hundred pounds since that day on the kitchen floor. One hundred and twenty pounds since they first started dating. They were dating, right? Korone never was quite sure what she and Okayu were. She didn't think girlfriends were supposed to be mean. Just because Okayu said it was 'for fun' didn't make Korone's feelings hurt any less. "It's interesting. Your hair is brown but I thought pigs were supposed to be pink?" Okayu said in that mocking tone she loved to torment Korone with so often lately. "I'm not a pig..." Korone replied, her defeated voice barely audible. Her entire body tensed up as she felt Okayu's hand grip the lower roll of the flab sack she was woeful to admit was her own stomach. "Oh? Then how do you explain all this?" Okayu said, shaking far more than a handful of belly fat, "I don't think people get this fat. Surely belts only come with this many holes for a reason." Korone looked at the belt Okayu was holding. A beautiful red belt Okayu had given her for her birthday last year. The tears now dripping down onto her chubby cheeks did little to cool the hot shame burning on Korone's face as she looked at all the extra holes Okayu had punched in it. All the holes Korone needed her to punch in it just so it would still fit. That once perfect belt was ruined now, just like her body was.

"Aww, don't cry now. I got you a gift." Okayu said, placing a hand on Korone's back. "A.. a gift?" Korone could hardly believe it. That gentle tone she had fallen in love with, the caring hand rubbing her back. No hurtful name. And Okayu had even gotten her a present. Excitedly Korone tore open the paper and opened the box. More red leather but this time it wasn't a belt. "Yes, a nice red leash for my little pet piggy." Okayu said, her gentle tone from before already gone so quickly. It was another trap and Korone cursed herself for falling for it again. She didn't even bother trying to protest as Okayu attached the leash to her collar. "Come on, feeding time." Okayu said, with a tug on the leash. Korone stood and began to walk forward only to feel a whip across her ass as Okayu hit her with the belt. "You know the rules." she said, her voice taking a more demanding tone. Okayu had recently taken to "punishing" her this way, having grown bored of taking Korone over her knee for spanking. Korone tried to keep her breathing steady as she got down on her hands and knees, as much as the whipping stung both her ass and her pride she would be lying if she said sex drive hadn't been effectively trained. Okayu's other favorite new way of humiliating her was having her crawl around the house on all fours. "Like the pig that you are." Okayu had said. And now she wasn't even free to do that by herself anymore as Okayu pulled her leash tight. "You better be careful, tubby. If you keep eating like this your belly will be touching the ground." Okayu mocked her, her hand sinking deep into the hanging flab of her belly. It was true, Korone had grown so horribly fat. Okayu stopped her in the bedroom doorway, using her hands to show Korone how much space was left between her hips and the doorway. How little space.

Okayu pulled her into the kitchen and finally let her stop. Korone tried her best to mask her heavy breathing. She didn't want to give Okayu the satisfaction of knowing that even crawling the short distance from her bedroom to the kitchen was enough to totally exhaust her now. Her concentration was broken as Okayu dropped a large bowl down onto the floor in front of her. Her food bowl. Okayu wouldn't let her eat at the table anymore. No, she was made to eat on the floor like an animal. Okayu poured... something into the bowl. Korone couldn't tell exactly what it was. She looked up to question it but Okayu already had her answer. She felt a mocking hand stroke her hair. "Slop for my adorable little pig. That's what you eat, right?" Okayu said in that sort of high pitch baby talk you use to talk to pets. Korone looked back down at the bowl. It hardly even looked edible, much less like food. Surely Okayu couldn't seriously expect her to- Korone's train of thought was interrupted as her face was unceremoniously shoved into the bowl. Okayu ground her foot on Korone's back. "Eat up, piggy" Okayu said with another slap of the belt across Korone's ass. It was horrible. A greasy mess of pork and meat and who knows what else splattered all over Korone's face as she slowly began to eat the "slop." Okayu stood back and admired Korone's body, the work of art that she had built. Her huge wobbling ass. Her widening thighs, touching almost down to her knees. Her flabby belly now sagging out to the sides as Okayu pushed her to the floor. Her back fat. The wobble of her fat useless arms. Choking and burping, Korone continued to force the gruel down her throat.

"Finish your bowl and I'll let you have dessert." Had she heard that right? Dessert? Yet again what little pride she had left was robbed from her as her tail wagged against her will. "Oh, I see my little piggy is excited. That's right, I got this nice biiiig cake for you." Okayu said with a gesture towards the kitchen table. Sure enough, Korone's eyes were met with a double layer chocolate cake, beautifully decorated with little edible tulips. It even had her name on it. And all she had to do was finish this bowl. With renewed effort Korone dipped her head back into the bowl, gulping down the “pig slop” as fast as she could. All of this had just been a big game and Okayu was finally going to reward her for winning. She choked down the last little bit. Her stomach was a wreck, whatever was in that slop made her feel horrid. Her stomach was turning, every burp a struggle just to keep from vomiting. But she had done it, Korone had one. "Aww, good girl!" Okayu exclaimed, crouching down in front of her. She pat Korone's head, scratching behind her ears and under her double chin. "Who's my good little piggy~?"

"I-I am!" Korone heard herself reply. She cursed herself again. She hated that this bare minimum affection was still all it took to make her like this. "Okay, sweetie, come sit down." Okayu said, walking over to the kitchen table and patting a chair. Korone could hardly believe it, she couldn't even remember the last time Okayu let her eat at the table with her. She got to her feet. Well she tried to get to her feet. No. No this couldn't be happening. Desperately she pleaded with her body, begging her weak muscles to lift her. But she couldn't get up. She was trapped on her hands and knees, too fat and weak from all the months of food and inactivity, and too sickened from that horrid sludge in her belly. Korone's only option was to crawl. Okayu would help her up when she got there, it was only a few feet away. But a few feet was now an agonizing distance for the poor sick puppy. She crawled, desperately fighting her gag reflex as her stuffed belly dragged against the floor. Her weak upper arms screaming with the effort of dragging heavily overfed body towards her reward. Her burps were getting louder and longer as constantly slapping into the floor made the pain and pressure in her belly even worse.

After what felt like hours her long agonizing journey was over, she made it to the chair where Okayu sat. "There's my big girl!" Okayu said, scratching behind Korone's ears. Korone could barely contain her excitement, finally she was getting the love she craved for so long. "Come on up here." Okayu said, patting the chair diagonally from her. "Okayu I- *UURRRRRPP* oooo, Okayu I can't *urp* I can't stand up. Can you, ooooh *URP* Can you please help me?" Korone managed to ask between belching, her tail wagging excitedly. "Aww, does my little puppy dog need help?" Okayu asked in a gentle whisper. "Yes *ooOOUUUUURP* Yes please." Okayu crouched down and took Korone's hand in hers and placed her other hand on Korone's back for support. Slowly Korone got to her feet. "There we go,'' Okayu said, pulling Korone in for a hug. A hug! If her stomach didn't hurt so bad Korone would think she was in a dream *FRRRRRRRRRRRT* Okayu's body pressing into Korone's bloated gassy belly was just too much pressure. "Oh my, what a smelly little piggy." Okayu said in a low gruff tone in her ear. That same tone that always started a throbbing between Korone's legs. Okayu sat her down in front of the large cake. The chair dug uncomfortably into the fat of Korone's ass and thighs. Had it really been so long since she last sat on one of these chairs? Since she was the right size to fit on one of these chairs? The chair made an unsettling creaking sound as Korone attempted to get comfortable.

"Just one second," Okayu said, turning to search for something in a cabinet. "ah, here they are." Okayu turned back to the table holding... birthday candles? It wasn't Korone's birthday, she was sure it hadn't been that long. "To celebrate the big day!" Okayu exclaimed, "Though I suppose every day is a big day for you, Koro-san~" she added with a teasing squeeze to Korone's belly. Her name! It had been so long since Okayu had called her anything but these cruel 'pet names.' Unwrapping the candles, Okayu placed them one at a time into the cake. A One. A Two. And finally the third candle, another Zero. Three candles. Korone had gained so much weight that it needed three numbers. An entire person's worth of weight now hung as loose skin from Korone's flabby form. Okayu lit the candles and walked around behind her tubby pet. Leaning over her shoulder and sinking both of her hands into Korone's fat belly, Okayu whispered into her ear, "Make a wish, piglet." Korone thought of all the things she could wish for. For Okayu to be nice all the time again like she used to be. For herself to be skinny like she used to be. To go back to that day all those months ago and never order all that extra food. But as all those thoughts passed through Korone's mind, she couldn't ignore the thing she wanted most in that moment. As Korone blew out the candles she felt Okayu's hand begin to burrow its way between her thighs. With a moan Korone threw her head back and was met with Okayu's hungry lips. Korone's wish was already coming true.