Tasha's Week of Hunger (Epilogue)

“Mmmm… I could really get used to this…”

Tasha sighed but couldn’t stop herself from smiling. “Kat, I love you, but you’re going to make me late for class if you don’t stop fondling my love handles.”

Kat pouted and draped her arms around Tasha’s shoulders while nuzzling her neck. “Aww, but you’re not gonna be chubby for very long! I want to enjoy my plush princess as much as I can before she goes back to being thin and a different kind of sexy.”

“You can enjoy your plush princess later today when I get home,” Tasha laughed.

“Tch. You’re no fun…” Kat grumbled playfully. She finally let go of Tasha completely, then gave Tasha a quick peck on the cheek before moving to leave the bathroom. On her way out, she said, “I’ll hold you to that later part, though. Momma wants to cuddle again~.”

Tasha chuckled while starting to brush her teeth. While she did, her eyes wandered down to her body, which was soft, warm, and bare since she (and Kat) had just gotten out of the shower. It had been a week since she’d ended her extended stuffing session, and while all of the food she’d eaten had FINALLY digested and she’d started to feel faint traces of hunger again at times, the remnants of her fun week alone had remained.

The normally trim brunette was heavier than she had ever been in her life and she was loving it while it lasted. She had a solid layer of chub around her middle and even some little love handles, which Kat loved to play with. Not much weight had gone to her chest, but it was enough to make her bras feel uncomfortably tight. Most of the weight had gone to Tasha’s hips and ass, which had come as a huge surprise to her since she hadn’t noticed much growth there while stuffing apart from her shorts feeling tighter. She was actually having to borrow some of her mom’s pants at the moment since she’d accidentally ripped a hole in one pair of her jeans while bending over yesterday and she didn’t want to risk ruining more pants. She had a mom bod right now. Tasha giggled. Mom bod… never would’ve thought she could.

Still, while Tasha enjoyed being soft and plump for now, the weight wouldn’t stay unless she kept eating like she had last week, and honestly? That wasn’t happening. Tasha didn’t have the kind of income to be plump with her dumb metabolism. So she would just accept her fate to be a skinny little dork who sometimes ballooned up to satisfy herself and her girlfriend.

Also, while Tasha did want to be a bit naturally heavier than she usually was, this amount of chub was pushing it. It felt awesome for now since it was new, but truth be told, she was already getting a little tired of her clothes feeling too tight and the way people had started to watch her hips wobble as she walked. The jiggling was kinda nice, and Kat seemed to be happy with her being softer too, but… it was just too much for Tasha. Not that she had to worry too much. The flab wouldn’t be sticking around anyways, whether she wanted it to or not.

Tasha shook her head. She checked her phone and her eyes widened. Shit, she’d been too busy thinking about her damn new curves and now she was gonna be late! Go, go, go!

The chubby woman quickly finished her bathroom routine and bustled back out into the bedroom. Kat started harshly when Tasha darted out of the bathroom and slammed her dresser drawer shut. Tasha raised an eyebrow at the suspicious woman, who was now nervously smiling at Tasha, but there was no time to interrogate! She needed to get out of the house! Move, chubster, move!

Kat followed Tasha out to the living room, towel around her shoulder with panties on and tits out, and hung out by the front door. When Tasha was finally ready to leave, Kat wrapped her arms around Tasha and gave her a lingering kiss. Tasha didn’t rush that part - there was always time for a goodbye kiss. After a few moments, Kat pulled away and smiled warmly at Tasha. “Love you, dork. Have fun in class.”

Tasha smiled back. “Love you too. See you later.”

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I'd originally planned on posting this shortly after the week of hunger itself but decided that it'd be better to hold off for a while since that was so many fics in a row.

This is also a very rare instance of WG content from me. Don't get used to Tasha's softer form - just as always, weight never sticks around with my characters, so Tasha will be back to her usual svelte self the next time we see her.