az/flower oc googirl fantasy chub/bloating/wg/inflation?

flower: well we mostly ended up talking about the setting, and knotalie
flower: im bringing her back
azure: i am both unsurprised and very pleased with this
azure: more cute goos are needed in life
flower: i suggested she be pear-flavored to go with her pear shape
azure: perfect
flower: the jury is still out
flower: (most pears dont come in blue)
azure: is she blue
flower: probably? maybe?
flower: i figured she might be like
flower: cornflower by default
azure: ooh
azure: i always thought she was pink but this is good too
flower: i figure pink is the color knotalie turns most often
flower: embarrassed, annoyed, flustered, peeved or excited
flower: pink
azure: ooh
flower: some people think shes always pink
flower: and just turns blue when shes sleepy
flower: its possible
azure: professional gelatinous moodring
flower: im not overly attached to either color
flower: also: dont stick ur finger in knot unless it has a shield of bread
azure: do not stick anything in the knot unless it is delicious
flower: true
flower: bc you will probably lose it


flower: mostly weve been chattin bout knots tho
azure: thats good though
flower: she definitely totally absolutely doesnt like people FAWNING over her and talking about how CUTE she is (especially if its to do with her weight and width)
azure: pfft
azure: people gushing over her and her just getting flustered and fizzy and huffy
flower: she wont ever admit to enjoying the attention her butt gets
flower: especially when its at fuller volumes
azure: im picturing her wearing a lot of skirts because when she wears pants her butt just rounds out into a big shelf and if she swells she starts muffining over them
flower: skirts get in the WAY though and they never fit how she wants them to
they make her lower half look enormous
azure: she tries elastic pants but then when she ends up eating or drinking too much the way they cling to her makes it incredibly apparent how much her rump and thighs and hips swell and slosh and wobble
flower: until the seams start popping stitch by stitch
flower: she might be too full of ale to notice

azure: maybe the way her body slowly absorbs fluid means she takes a bit longer to get tipsy
azure: so by the time shes woozy shes already super full and her belly is hugely rounded and sloshing over the band of her pants
azure: slowly distributing to her thighs and butt and causing her pants to go from comfortably snug to containing her expanding shelf of rear to slowly popping as she squishes out the top
flower: and it never really clicks with her so shes drinking just as much as everybody else, and calling them lightweights when they start to feel it first
flower: and especially when the particularly hardcore ones are too bloated to drink any more

flower: back when she was interning with the barbarian's association she did enough quaffing to fell two or three of her sisters every night
azure: by the time shes properly drunk shes just flumped on the counter drinking more practically from the tap
azure: not paying attention to how shes growing and bloomphing up even as her top rides up her tummy and her pants strain around her rump and she just gets heavier and wider and bulgier
flower: wobbly and ballooned and full as fuck, nudging other peoples' heads off the counter with her enormous hips and sticking a hand in a half-empty mug to sop up the rest of the beer in there
flower: those days were when she wore fur skirts and banded pelts that she busted out of real easily
flower: or at least squeezed out the top and bottom really well
azure: slowly pushing to her feet to move closer to the drinks and having to waddle between her drunkenness and how much shes blimped up
azure: belly sloshing and gurgling and slowly draining into her lower half as her snug top desperately clings to her upper belly and her skirt strains around her waist from how much her rump is bulging beneath it
flower: shes gotta rest that tum on the counter before she can even try to hike her butt up, and even thats not gonna go smoothly with the mass shes accrued back there

flower: eventually shes just gotta clamber up using the stools as steps and flop unceremoniously on the counter, letting the spilled contents of the cups she shoved aside fizz up through her skin into her tummy and down into her figure
azure: just lands on the counter with a heavy sloshing plop and a thick wobble, belly and lovehandles bulging over her skirt as the tight garment rests on top of her shelf of rump and exposes a bit of her lower butt
azure: hiccuping and sprawling out and feeling the lower clasp of her top finally burst from the sheer amount of ale in her tummy trying to spread throughout her body
flower: all the foam in that beer is getting all frothed up by the jostling and sloshing around and its plumping up her chest something fierce
azure: she can feel herself going up cup sizes, hands drunkenly fumbling at her top as it strains under her swelling bust and she tries to adjust it to let some sideboob or cleavage bulge out and relieve the pressure
flower: it doesnt really need the help, and the rough stitches holding rawhide together are straining with how full and round she's growing, chestwise and all over
flower: a couple of her shieldsisters are still groggily awake to witness this, pinned in their seats by bellies crammed to bursting with meat and bread

azure: she reaches the point where her top is so tight and yet feels like its stuck, squishy body compressed in it and bulging out the bottom to add to the swell of her rising belly
azure: ends up just lazily wobbling and wiggling to try and push it out, bouncing and audibly sloshing and glunking as her bust foams up and swells
azure: and she finally manages to start breaking the heavy stitches one by one and releasing her pent-up bosom
flower: nobody is gonna believe this
azure: they start bursting down either side and she just lifts her arms and lets her top begin to separate
azure: front and back pushing apart and soft goo chub squishing through the sides as she finally deals with some of the pressure and celebrates by drunkenly grabbing another mug of ale and pouring it into her mouth
flower: her tummy is squishing over her massively thick thighs as shes kneeling on the counter, trying to keep her balance between her butt and her belly
flower: her chest not doing much of anything except bulging up into her face

azure: she pushes on her belly a bit and the way her mass shifts down finally causes her sturdy skirt to snap halfway
azure: loosening a bit and causing her waist to visibly expand without the constricting material in a sudden motion that sends a ripple through her thighs and butt
azure: skirt failing to cover up the size of her cheeks and hips and belly squishing and wobbling a little like a balloon with every full mug of ale she gulps down
flower: shes squeaking with every gulp, just a little involuntary noise from her body readjusting to be able to contain the volume of drink she insists on blowing herself up with
azure: giving little wet hiccups and burps whenever she isnt drinking, constantly moving and swaying to keep her balance with a lot of squish and wobble and bounce
flower: besides, ale is the perfect drink for her, just the right mix of carbs and liquid to keep her at the proper consistency
flower: just
flower: much more of her
azure: too drunk to respond to people staring at her half-bare enormous ass or her round ale bubble of belly
azure: or the way the fizzy swell of her bust is clearly visible through the parted sides of her garment and the way it bulges up and muffins out the top
flower: theres only a few people still awake and theyre probably half-convinced theyre hallucinating
flower: and knot doesnt give a damn shes gonna keep going for it until she cant anymore

flower: what is good in life, she roars on the battlefield
flower: knotalie was a good barbarian she misses those days sometimes
flower: but those days are why shes so fucking huge now she guesses
azure: all that meat and ale and gorging trained her to balloon up amazingly and now shes effortlessly downing a hunting party's worth of booze on her own
flower: and when a goo gets rolling its REALLY hard to lose all that weight
azure: she just packs it on and its all wobbly gooey blub that barely melts when she exercises or fights
flower: honestly barbarian days were the best weight loss plan too
flower: she got bits hacked off all the time
flower: stung like hell, but she made up for it and then some in the alehouses
azure: she'd lose a pound of goo, chug five pounds of ale and then wake up three pounds heavier from all the meat that followed
flower: naturally
azure: constantly going between having loose newly-made pelts and leather clothes and bulging and squishing out of them a bit
flower: you know it
azure: spending a full day squeezed into those tight outfits and then coming home and stripping them off and letting herself blub freely in comfort

flower: she just had loads of belts too
flower: belts she could loosen and tighten to bulge over and under
flower: hold all kinds of shit on herself
azure: going to a tavern, downing ale and food until she was bulging openly over her belt in a huge thick wobbly muffin top, and then undoing her belt to fit more in
flower: everywhere gets a belt
flower: belts around her waist, belts round her boobs, belts round either thigh
flower: shes bulging over ALL of them by the end of the night
azure: thighs squishing out and over her thigh belts, butt sandwiched between her waist belt and thigh belts, belly lifted up over her waist belt, boobs squeezed by her boob belt
flower: she looks like the michelin man just bulgin over everything
flower: she gotta undo some of those or at LEAST loosen them
azure: loosens her thighs but has to undo her belly and boobs because she's fizzing up so much and theres so much alcohol blimping her tummy up
flower: she cant even bend over to reach her thighs
flower: her tummys getting squeezed too much and her boobs are just bloomphing against it and up into her face
azure: as soon as she takes her tummy belt off she just expands outwards freely and either side of the belt barely manages to reach around the sides of that huge squashy balloon of belly

azure: there is no way she is getting her tummy back into it without a night of sleeping it off or a lot of help
flower: a couple of the shieldbrothers offer her that help
flower: she just hipchecks them into the tables on either side of her and they leave her alone
azure: bwomph
flower: this elicits roaring laughter from everyone else still awake
flower: especially the shieldsisters
flower: theyve learned to never offer knot help when she's struggling with her clothes
azure: she is too much to handle
flower: she starts turning pink and it can mean any number of things
flower: - she's reached giggly-drunk
flower: - someones telling a cool story about her and shes proud
flower: - someones telling a story about her busting out of her clothing and shes embarrassed/angry
flower: - someones trying to compliment her on her figure
flower: - someones trying to tell her to maybe lay off the food&drink, save some for everybody else
flower: you would think extremely high con + quick temper + very curvy would make for a great barbarian
flower: and you would be correct

flower: you know how the fattest barbarian is always the toughest right
flower: the crowds of musclebound, scarred men and women part to reveal a 5-foot-at-best roly-poly little goo bulging out of all her taut hide-and-stitches clothes
flower: twirling an axe with a head as wide as her butt
azure: pfft
azure: perfect
flower: knot bashed some heads in her day she really did
azure: im imagining her furiously bashing peoples skull apart hard enough to make herself jiggle cutely from the physical feedback
flower: in slow motion
flower: possibly bursting a few stitches from how pumped she is and all the shit that gets thrown at her in the field
azure: she always comes home with her clothes both battle damaged and chub damaged
flower: burning bright bloody red on the battlefield and swelling out of her already-straining outfit
flower: arrows completely submerged in thigh chub
flower: she has to borrow a helmet to headbutt the enemy chief into submission
flower: every slam sending jiggles all through her plump, bubbling body
azure: she gets knocked down and theres a clear bouncing wobble to her motion
flower: she just gets back up and cracks the motherfucker in the nose again

flower: knotalie has been every class in the book, or will be in future rps
azure: wizard goo
flower: she liked being a wizard she got to wear robes that actually covered her ass
azure: and yet they rested on her butt and showed how wide it was
flower: well she didnt KNOW that
flower: she didnt actually know how obvious it was that her underrobes couldnt fit over her colossal rear and that every step made her butt shake like the high-octane magic hall
azure: there was absolutely nothing impedeing the wobble
flower: why would she wear underwear she has a ROBE
flower: goos dont have to wear underwear, wizards dont have to wear underwear
flower: if she could like negatively wear underwear
flower: she would have
azure: additional pros to robes: instead of bursting when she glutted herself they just rode up and wrapped around her until her ankles and calves were exposed
flower: her ankles and calves were ALWAYS exposed
flower: they rode up to her knees and thighs sometimes
azure: hem wrapped around those huge blubby thighs
flower: nothing comes in her size alas and alack

flower: she tried to be in the fighters guild for a while
flower: she was no good with a sword and she kept squeezing through all the chainmail they tried to put on her
azure: chainmail sounds completely incompatible with goo
azure: she probably just oozed out of it until it was inside her
flower: thats exactly what happened
flower: plate wasnt much better she just gushed out the seams
flower: with an axe you can put your whole weight into it but a swords gotta have strength and finesse and she doesnt have the patience or structure for that
azure: she just wants to hit things
flower: and all the training drills and they kept trying to get her to get in shape like hey man im totally in shape
flower: im pear shaped go suck a dick if you dont like it
azure: pear is a shape damn it
azure: a very wobbly and squishy shape but still a shape
flower: needless to say, several of them quite enjoyed watching her walk away
flower: too much practising, not enough feasting

flower: she joined up with the thieves guild, she was actually fairly okay at that
flower: sticky fingers and all
flower: B)
azure: the only problem was having to try and get clothes that squeezed her enough so she didnt jiggle conspicuously everywhere
flower: thieves clothes are tight by default
flower: she just had to get
flower: mmmmore of them
azure: more layers to make up for how much of her there was to bulge out between them
flower: a leather corset that could hold two guys side by side
flower: booty shorts that qualify as a medium load in the washer
azure: her booty is probably a medium+ load
flower: shorts and thigh boots with thigh squish muffining out between them
azure: big thick jelly rolls out thigh being squeezed and wobbling to match her bouncy bulging belly that ends up smushed whenever she tries to bend down
flower: they save fabric on pockets though
azure: true
azure: she wears crop tops instead of anything with pockets
flower: just stuffs things down her cleavage
azure: wears something tight enough to squeeze her bust into a tight wobbly shelf perfect for storage
flower: just jams a coin purse into her thigh for safekeeping
azure: has to lift her leg up onto a stool to be able to get it out with her tummy and boobs in the way
flower: she goes for a walk at night and comes back panting a little
flower: but undoes her corset and her body is just filled with purses and gold bars
azure: the more she stuffs into her chest the more her boobs bulge out of her top and the easier it is to distract people shes robbing blind
flower: even when they can see something glittering deep down her shirt
flower: she just bounces a little on her heels and they have no idea
flower: they probably think its the light glinting off her skin
azure: too distracted with just how much of her ripples and bounces when she moves
flower: > all of her
azure: even the parts of her covered up are clearly jiggling a bit
flower: the entire unit that is her shorts bounce up and down when she bounces
azure: just a big shelf of butt and thighs moving together to wobble
flower: shes got too much padding and insulation for the coins to clink, so she can jump and roll on the roofs as silently as someone who weighs 200+ pounds can do it
azure: the worst noise she makes is heavy plopping thumps
flower: softened by her malleable body squishing out to absorb the blow
flower: she can survive pretty dang long falls so even if she's no good at climbing she's not gonna hurt herself
flower: just bloomfing out and up again to wobble uncontrollably until she gets to her feet

flower: http://tinyurl.com/nu4ttrj knot tried to intern with the merchants guild it didnt work out
flower: this was before her barbarian days
azure: pfft
azure: this is still an excellent pic
flower: the dripping is what happens when knot's water content is too high
azure: she gets too sloshy and then ends up oozing over everything
flower: shes one of those jamfolk
flower: she's sweet and fruity
azure: cute and delicious
flower: so start with that body and end with http://tinyurl.com/pe4qcc4 this body
azure: perfect
azure: maximum goohips
flower: this is what a few years of constant battle and even more constant carousing will do
flower: a young fairly slender knot having to heft her disproportionate bosom into a jacket she had to hand-stitch from the small waist of one and the big bust of another
flower: (knot's always been alright at sewing, she can't exactly prick herself)
azure: if only she knew how much more trouble her butt would be than her bust later on
flower: her butt was not easy to manage even in her younger years
flower: pants either looked like circus tents on her or were stretched tight enough to rip open after a hearty meal
flower: which were fairly common in the merchant's guildhouse
azure: either they sat on her butt or theyd be ruined by it
flower: her thighs werent nearly as monumental so what pants fit over her butt would swamp her legs
flower: and what pants fit her legs she couldnt button them up
azure: no wonder she probably goes for skirts so much
flower: short ones that clung to her thighs
flower: they made her butt look nice and perky
azure: ideally without letting it hang out and jiggle everywhere
flower: yeah
azure: which is probably the downside to her wearing skirts while glutting herself into a state of hugeness
flower: well she just squeezes out of them like toothpaste idk what to do about it
flower: or they rip or she engulfs them
azure: its hard being cute and hippy and having to deal with clothes
flower: it is
flower: she doesnt wear clothes at home she doesnt actually need to but its considered unprofessional in places like the merchants guild
azure: home is a no pants zone
flower: shirts are usually okay
flower: theyve never buttoned up to her neck but thats fine
azure: buttons are only a problem if she wears blouses while drinking
flower: a young knot drinking with the merchants was fun
flower: theyd invite the new intern out and she thought they were just being nice and it was really pretty much just about watching her swell and puff out of her top

azure: imagine her in a button up top that goes down to her thighs
azure: and by the time shes done eating and drinking her belly is so bloated that it's just barely able to reach her waist and the buttons are straining and shes oozing out around them
flower: the merchants loved watching the fizzy drink plump her tits out of control but everyone else is loving the tummyflesh squeezing between her buttons and the thighs squishing out of her skirt on the top and bottom too
azure: her bust is pushing against the top buttons and eventually she tries to move her belly and the huge sloshing wobble it causes makes her contents fizz up
azure: and her bust suddenly expands another cup size and blows out the button in the middle of them
flower: cheers go up from the table, and she's too drunk to really get it so she cheers along
flower: she's having fun
flower: knot takes longer to get drunk but she gets drunk a lot easier
azure: she stands up and her belly is straining the lower half of her buttons so much its lifting her top off of her hips and revealing how her thighs and rump are growing and bulging out of and over her tight skirt
flower: and all the while her whole body is slowly and steadily thickening as she digests
flower: goos that dont overindulge can actually manage to stay a fairly consistent size
flower: they might yoyo a bit but it evens out usually
flower: but being in college and interning with the lechers at the guild kind of conditioned her to overindulgence
flower: (not that she didnt have a bit of a predilection towards it anyway)

flower: she comes into the office monday her second or third week and her blouses are just tight all over, little gobs of goo poking out in between her buttons as the thin fabric stretches over her rounded potbelly
azure: people give her looks and she just pinkens a little and adjusts her tight thin top and tries not to move much in her seat lest her skirt ride up a little
flower: she has to leave an extra button undone at the top, so even more of her chest is exposed and bulging up towards her chin
flower: she has to lift and resettle it pretty frequently
flower: she even tries to do the button up before lunch, but it holds about 2 minutes before snapping open again
azure: every time it snaps her exposed upper bosom bounces a little
flower: shes privately fretting about getting a little chubby
azure: looking at her reflection and making a mildly distressed face at the very swell of her potbelly and the way shes oozing through the buttonholes and out the bottom and top
flower: she doesnt really have the money to go shopping for new clothes and these can only be let out so many times...
azure: every day they get a tiny bit tighter until she feels like shes going to pop a button if she wobbles too much
flower: she might skip lunch a couple days
flower: but usually gives in and eats half her co-workers (she always offers to share, even if knot packed extra for herself)
flower: finally shes trying not to BREATHE too deeply because theyre creaking and groaning just from her moving around carefully

azure: im imagining this leading to a burst button during lunch and a very flustered and pink knot
flower: it finally happens yes
flower: when theres a pizza (?) delivered to the office and she cant resist two or three slices
flower: and shes been wincing the entire day but manages to get four down without her shirt giving out
flower: and shes so glad that shes a little less careful when she leans to get out of her seat a half-hour later and three buttons all fly off in rapid succession
azure: it just opens up a big wide hole in the front of her top and her belly immediately pushes out of it and threatens the fourth button from the wobbling motion
flower: her bust also suffers for it, the blouse essentially a deep v-neck now
flower: tummy bulging out and pushing at the foremost button, the one right above the apex of her rounded tummy, the one with the most pressure on it
flower: everyone is staring (not that they hadnt been before, but they definitely are now)
azure: she just immediately turns pink and starts fizzing
azure: which causes her bust to start pushing on that strained button and bulging up out of the upper half of her top even more
flower: frustrated and flustered, she just picks up the fifth slice of pizza, telling her boss she's leaving early today before stuffing it into her mouth and rushing out the door
azure: walking home with it stuffed in her mouth, trying to suck her belly in and failing azure: every rushed step causing her to bounce and bob
flower: she tries to button up the buttons and a couple stay buttoned (but not the right ones)
flower: she's still spilling out of her clothes and she grabs a large coffee instead of a small on the way home because its been too stressful and she starts looking for other internships because this is
flower: so much
azure: she cannot handle it any better than her clothes can
flower: so she goes home and just tears everything off and slumps onto her little sofa
azure: poor knot
flower: puts on a bathrobe to go to the store for beer and snacks because she just doesnt care and its the only thing thats gonna contain her boobs right now
azure: buys too much booze and food and eats it all in one evening until the rest of her matches her bust and doesnt even care
azure: she is done with everything

flower: she wallows in self-pity for a couple days, trying to suck her belly in in front of the mirror (it works even less for goos than it does for people) and pulling a measuring tape too tight around every part of her
flower: and then someone recommends the barbarian club because honestly they barely get any applicants with any brains, maybe she could really stand out there
azure: she goes in and everybody else is huge and bulky and not giving a shit and everything is wonderful
flower: shes actually being productive she gets a job tallying up spoils at first
flower: handling finances and all
flower: she probably went to school for economics
flower: nobody is staring down her shirt any more than anyone else's honestly and all the women are bigger than her and don't even bat an eye at her squishy tummy
flower: she does dress to underplay her bust a little
flower: but one night when she and a few others are working late a couple of the girls are competing by smashing things under their breasts
flower: and she joins in the fun
flower: she doesnt actually manage to SMASH anything, the other girls are cracking walnuts and things, but she tries and more importantly she displays a hell of a lot of boobage
azure: shes already knocked back a few ales so the more she smashes her bust down the more it fizzes and by the end of it shes noticeably larger and wobblier
flower: although that makes her even less effective at breaking things
flower: shes just too soft to do it with sheer impact
flower: they suggest she put on some weight to get better
azure: she is still going to be just as soft and squishy but at least she can be heavier
flower: and that throws her for a loop because shes been worried about her waistline in the barbarian's band for fucks sake
azure: pfft
flower: she's the lightest girl there

flower: she recalls she never actually got fired from her last internship, and starts rationalizing that its actually pretty normal to gain a little weight in college
flower: so she gradually starts being a little less careful about her figure
flower: lodge thats what its called
flower: the barbarian's lodge
azure: the first time she pops a seam or has to undo a button she doesnt get anything but drunk applause from her battlesisters
flower: the FIRST time is at a company lunch, and nobody even notices
flower: she hasnt even eaten the most there (although she could if she chose)
flower: back in the office (what kind of barbarian's lodge has an office) one of her battlesisters offers her a reassuring pat on the tummy
flower: and that just
flower: feels nice? thats nice of her?
azure: this is an interesting development that she ends up mulling over for quite some time
flower: she decides she still doesnt want to get fat, really, but it wont do any harm to just... let herself go a little? stop all the fretting and fussing over her figure because she's the only person that cares about it right now
flower: well, overeating in the office makes her look more confident, and the complete lack of negative feedback makes her FEEL more confident
flower: so when her internship is up they offer her a proper job
flower: after all shes a great counter
flower: and she didnt get in the way on most of the ride-alongs and even the one ride-along she did get clipped on she was fine and wasnt a baby about it (which happens)
flower: if the gods wanted us to keep all of our fingers they would have given us less than ten
azure: precisely
flower:  but a couple fingers aren't that important to knotalie she'll have them back the next day
flower: she picks up two extra pencils to count on for the rest of the day
azure: sticks them in her hand
azure: flawless
flower: makes some jokes about it
flower: thats the kind of sense of humor they like around here

flower: honestly she makes friends in the barbarians' lodge and she's actually really happy when they offer her a real job
flower: (man i get so caught up in worldbuilding this is all so cute?)
azure: this is adorable
flower: knot is good at her job, she's got a head for money
flower: its just the stiff professionalism of guild life that stresses her out
flower: the lodge is way more casual
flower: and she gets promoted from being a counter to a looter
flower: which means she gets to go out on the field regularly, after all the actual bloodshed is done
flower: and helps to make the whole pillaging process much more efficient just by doing a writeup on what's valuable and where people keep it
azure: barbarian murderaccounting
flower: thats knotalie
flower: all the while she's slowly and steadily filling out
flower: one night after a PARTICULARLY rowdy after-work party, the regional head watches her bodyslam the branch chief into a pigpen and decides to transfer her over to acquisitions
flower: and thats when her measurements and profits both start to shoot up
flower: (acquisitions being office-talk for the guys that actually go out and break shit)
azure: shes so good at her job it isnt hard for her to be able to get steadily increasing outfits
flower: it's only pillaging for now but she gets transferred again into aggressive marketing
flower: and ends up with her own battleaxe

flower: basically she does a great job climbing the corporate siege ladder and gets to be a real barbarian
flower: and real barbarians NEED chub
azure: obviously
azure: theres no such thing as a small barbarian
flower: knotalie is too short to be taken seriously at first so she just ends up making up for it in width
flower: she's a tiny booby little goo girl that wobbles when you bump her too hard
flower: but if she gets a running start and a shield strapped to her front she can bump you into next week
flower: more like strapped to her hips honestly
azure: just buttslam people
flower: it gets more use than her axe
flower: it's easy, just a swing of her hips and she can knock grown men off their feet
flower: works better if her legs have the big board shields strapped to them (and they're thick enough to need one each before long)
azure: she just puts shields on her hips in the field and slams people with them when she isnt axing them
azure: and she makes it work
flower: she kind of loses the inhibitions about her body in all the violence and hedonism and partying
flower: but if you bring it up to her
flower: well she's made a living by dealing with her problems very directly
flower: so if you slap her ass and (approvingly) call her fat, the ass is likely to slap you right back
azure: even the other battlesisters learn pretty quickly to just watch and not comment or touch
flower: they'll slap her ass (only the sisters) approvingly after battles, but never make comments about her size
flower: the brothers that try end up with SOMETHING broken
flower: but she tolerates the sisters
azure: though its hard not to appreciate how much thick wobble she has back there
flower: oh, everybody appreciates it
flower: they let her charge into battle first
flower: but nobody will say a damn thing in front of her
azure: its like a wide wobbly flag
azure: leading the charge
flower: watching it go from blue to pink to red
flower: bounce bounce bounce bounce
flower: she even wears pants into battle and you can still see it bounce and bounce despite how tight they are
flower: pants, skirts, and very small tops usually
azure: pants just squeeze it into a more compact shelf
flower: usually the combat bra
flower: sometimes crop tops (or tops that get crop by her girth)
azure: shes certainly good at filling out combat bras
flower: its possible one of the sisters makes it a habit to slap a sticker that says CHARGE on her butt before battle
flower: so when she inevitably rushes in first everyone knows to follow suit
flower: and not just watch it bounce

flower: the last time that happened she drank a whole keg of ale as revenge and while everyone appreciated the effect it had on her figure they DIDNT appreciate not getting any ale that night
azure: huge drunk huffy goos
flower: the sisters had to shoo everyone else out of the room and just make her comfy and rub and jiggle her tummy and bust to get all the burps out and listen to her drunkenly yelling about her good-for-nothing battlebrother consorts
flower: almost all of them were taking generous squeezes of her rump too but she wasnt in a position to nitice
azure: just working together to squeeze and massage and wobble that massive sloshing ale tanker of a belly and watch her bust fizz up and deflate as she sloshed and hiccuped and burped
flower: man if you had a battlesister with one thigh thicker than your entire body you'd be squeezing it too
flower: three or four very tall, very curvaceous women attending to a very small, very voluptuous goo with a very large, very full belly

flower: her fighting style is centered around leveraging her weight instead of her strength
flower: shoulder-slams and big full-body arc swings and hammer throws using herself as a counterweight
flower: she needs some help getting started but once she's spinning she can throw some huge lumps of stone
azure: perfect
flower: and she gets to duel with the other clan's Tough Guy because it's always fun watching a 7 foot tall goliath get his ass beat by a 5 foot tall cup of jello
flower: thats an actual job title
flower: Tough Guy
azure: perfect
flower: knot's lodge doesn't have one because they're equal-opportunity employers and they don't like giving anyone special treatment
flower: but it's still an unofficial thing at the ale halls
flower: Tough Guy gets the best cuts of meat behind the chief, and gets his (or her) mugs topped up almost as fast as the chief does
flower: and the chief only gets all the best stuff because he's footing the bill
flower: so knot, as the unofficial Tough Guy, gets the obligatory sultry looks from the barmaids, and the big hock of meat on a stick, and all her jokes laughed at just a little more than normal
flower: even though she is the small squishy princess with a squeaky hiccuping laugh

flower: knotalie is a cute bowl of jello that has the respect and comraderie of an entire lodge of barbarians
azure: living the dream
flower: and thats how she got so fuckin fat
flower: but shes like a skyrim character
flower: trying all the different playstyles and quest paths
flower: she didnt last long as a guard
flower: she confiscated too many snacks and snuck them on duty
flower: busting tabards was just costing too much money
azure: pffft
flower: and the fighters' guild was bad but being a ranger was the WORST
flower: her hunting hound wouldnt stop trying to lick her up in her sleep and she kept getting all cloudy and gross from mud soaking in through her legs
azure: she is too delicious for this world
flower: plus bows just
flower: dont work for her
flower: the string slips through her fingers, literally
flower: crank-action crossbows are better
azure: yeah goos with bows doesnt seem like itd work
flower: so she quit the ranger corps real quick
flower: gave the dog back gave the bow back gave the cloak back and stormed out in a wobbly huff
flower: she might have been a cultist once she doesnt remember much
flower: she might try it again