In the Fullness of Time 4 - 06 (Patreon)

That was enough exercise for one day.

In the space between sets, Sakuya had taken the time to waddle back to the kitchen and back again, more and more snacks accumulated in her belly with each trip.

Crumbs upon her chin, more and more empty pie tins underneath the bench, and the sickly sweet scent of cherry and cream upon each ragged breath she took could no longer be ignored.

Ultimately this would catch up, as the strains of compressed time rippled throughout her figure with progressive tears. It was becoming clearly obvious to Meiling what had been happening and she had caught Sakuya in the act.

Before she could address the maid however, Sakuya next appeared wedged in the doorway unable to move an inch. In that blink of an eye, she had swollen even more, her enormous rear inviting a kind shoulder to give it the little shove it needed to push its way through…