azure/vd kanaya panties/chub/stuffing/burps

azure: im still thinking about the tumblr post you made the other day about fat overstuffed kanayas in tight lingerie
azure: and its taken me too long to be alert enough to put into the words the resulting mental images of lavishly soft and exposed kanayas feeling their densely overpacked bellies hang slightly over the tight underwear gripping their hips and rump
azure: fidgeting at the tight bands with their fingers as they try to adjust them to be more comfortable with the grey dome of taut, fat-covered tummy sloshing and grrlping with every gentle motion their hands make on it
azure: tugging the straining elastics over their own ample figures and squirming a bit at the clingy undergarments cradling their bulging midriffs
anon1: ah u:
anon2: Azure stop being good
voraciousdaywalker: great it's twenty to 11 a.m and I'm already horny
azure: in my defense you put the tubby kanays in my mind and ive just musing over them for too long

voraciousdaywalker: it's somewhat bothersome to be a seamstress and consistently underestimate future proportions
voraciousdaywalker: wouuldn't be surprised to see a few of those bands pop oof ooh hoo
voraciousdaywalker: wiggles in self indulgent kanmod corner
azure: its even more bothersome to be a seamstress, and just barely properly manage to end up with lovely panties that fit snugly around ones soft hips and beneath ones doughy, well-fed tummy
azure: and then have those meticulous calculations tossed out the window when a brief moment of chocolate-induced weakness leads to that calculated tummy being slowly rounded out and filled up beyond expected parameters
azure: at the cost of feeling those delicately-sewn underwears strain to wrap around the lower swell of such a glutted paunch and elicit soft creaking and the occasional stuttered popping of a thread that came unprepared for the gorgeously rotund load of maryam it was expected to contain
voraciousdaywalker: hhhhh
voraciousdaywalker: "This Always Happens"
voraciousdaywalker: I wouldn't be surprised if others have strategically placed chocolates at various times in order to amusingly achieve such rotund occurrences :u

azure: leaving the poor girl to lie back in defeat and admitted pleasure at the way she has to gently heft the weighty mass of her own taxed belly to fumble with the band of her panties beneath
azure: struggling to find a position where they weren't too tight on the gurgling strain of her tender underbelly yet werent at risk of absolute annihilation from the way her slightly-wobbling mound of belly raised up from her soft frame and squished against her supple thighs and crekaing garments
voraciousdaywalker: azure you're killing me oh my gosh
azure: just arcing her back and spreading her thighs and wriggling a little in her seat with a lazy, almost content-sounding bwuurlp when she manages to settle her bulging tummy down over the somewhat stretched-out underwear
azure: feeling her waist and lovehandles alone fill them out and leave the snug fabric plastered to her grey skin as she tried not to jostle her wobbling pillow-sized belly and risk snapping any more of the threads or seams
azure: a task easier said than done considering she was the sort of leave ample chocolate finger food in her workshop for when the idle frustrations of miscalculated sewing could only be alleviated with a handful of warm, sweet cocoa

voraciousdaywalker: hey I can see kanaya's logic
voraciousdaywalker: chocolate boosts thinking I think :u because of the sugar in it
voraciousdaywalker: I dunno though
voraciousdaywalker: or she uses that as an excuse
azure: it also boosts the comfort of reclining in a seat in her underwear, feeling the former creak slightly and the latter dig into her plush figure a bit when she leaned forward over her already-sizable midriff to tug the bowl closer
azure: figuring that if shes already managed to blow out a handful of seams just from trying to pull her newly-made panties up over her smooth, full, chocolate-packed tummy then it isnt like she has much reason not to keep snacking
azure: and if shes going to have to repair them later then who cares if she gluts herself out of the straining garments
azure: theyre her underwear and if she wants to casually pull them up over what they can reach of her taut belly and stuff herself with more chocolate until they either burst under her weighty, swollen middle or leave her packed into the tenacious panties a gurgling, softly burping, chocolate-packed hot mess then nobody can tell her not to
anon2: fucking
voraciousdaywalker: giggidy

voraciousdaywalker: and she'd never admit the feeling of practically bursting out of your clothes is more arousing than she gives it credit to
azure: even if someone was rude enough to make her slowly haul herself out of her seat in a cacophony of sloshing, churning chocolate and protesting seams, and slowly waddle any distance
azure: with her tummy tucked into her skintight, hip-squeezing underwear as if she was daring them to burst beneath the rounded, lap-filling gut bulging in front of her as she walked and visibly squishing over and out of the band of the garment lifted from her front by the tautly-swaying orb
azure: shed just pass it off as a casual choice to enjoy her privacy, likely in-between a few cheek-puffing burps muffled by one hand with the other clutching and rubbing over the cheekily-bulging curve of her upper tummy as it gave a protesting series of squelching rumbles at being jostled and bounced with her movements
voraciousdaywalker: nnngh
voraciousdaywalker: <3
azure: Yes I Am Perfectly Fine I Dont Recall Any Inexplicb-uuurrrp-ple (Oogh) Bylaws Stating I Was Not Allowed To Dress Significantly Less Modestly Within The Confines Of My Personal Hive Regardless Of The Choices I Make D-oorrrrp-nggh So

anon2: That's it
anon2: You made kanmod feel so hard they dc'd
anon2: are you happy now azure
azure: maybe :v
voraciousdaywalker: oh no I'm here
voraciousdaywalker: but holy dAMN

voraciousdaywalker: kanaya telling it like it is
voraciousdaywalker: even after ingesting way too much chocolate
azure: she just semi-politely pushes them out before closing the door and pausing momentarily from a guttural cramp in her overtaxed gut
azure: wincing as a remarkably unladylike belch wracks her frame and brings the flavors of an entire chocolate feast back to the forefront of her mind
azure: as she held her belly in both hands and leaned against a nearby wall with a mewling sigh of pleasure and relief at the way her stomach settled down afterwards and resumed merely blorping softly when her fingertips pressed into its doughy yet firmly packed weight
voraciousdaywalker: azure I'm dead
voraciousdaywalker: this kills the kanmod
azure: rip :c

voraciousdaywalker: pleasantly overstuffed kanayas are my weakness
voraciousdaywalker: even unpleasantly so but we'll get into that at a later date maybe
azure: very slowly eating from a handy bowl of chocolate sweets until her already-full belly begins to feel taut and gurgly and achey even when she isnt rubbing and kneading it
azure: leaning back to let her full midriff softly digest with a chorus of grumbles and brrlps that she can feel deep within the packed mass
azure: until shes got enough room in that decadently-fed shelf of tummy to coax a few more of the irresistable morsels down
voraciousdaywalker: this is too much for me to take

azure: expertly maintaining a level of content lethargic fullness and letting her hands rub over her own frame self-indulgently whenever she isnt closing her eyes and dropping little chocolates into her lips with her head tilted back and her fangs bared
voraciousdaywalker: the queen
azure: such a steady pace that by the time she actually goes to bed shes spent the entire evening lying around in her underwear hand-feeding herself incalculable chocolates and feeling like a cocoa goddess in the bountiful flesh
azure: a one-girl deitific force of destruction against an army of delicious tributes that only remain in her memory for as long as they're filling her belly with warm, gurgling weight and coating her teeth and lips with their remnants
voraciousdaywalker: chocolates are no match
voraciousdaywalker: kanaya maryam is the ultimate weapon against the army of cocoa warriors

azure: she might skimp on breakfast the next day depending on how full of chocolate she still is by the time she wakes up but she is a rebel and nobody can make her eat her eggs when she has and deserves to have so much chocolatey delight
voraciousdaywalker: that is why chocolate eggs exist
azure: ingenious