az/sep/cooly miku(+kaito) fat/sweat/stuffing(+emeto)

Seppy: Aaaah god I’m back on my bullshit again, I don’t suppose anyone would want to indulge me in some vocaloid stuff
azure: Big Fukken Idol Hours
Seppy: Not quite sure what it is I want to do right now but others having to deal with Miku being a fatass is pretty high up there
azure: the others reacting with a range of amusement and exapseration and disgust at how she's rapidly blimping up into a flabby, waddling backstage blob
Seppy: Someone is going to have to step up and help her with a costume change, or, hell, maybe even everyone else will need to chip in to help her

azure: an entire slice of pizza shoved in her mouth and dribbling sauce and grease down her triple chin, between those monstrously overfattened breasts and down the first roll of her blubbery avalanche of a gut
azure: all while she stretches her huge, flabby, doughy arms out for kaito to try and push through the tearing armholes of her latest tentlike stagewear crop top
Seppy: That being said I absolutely won’t fault you for the idea of fatasses that are still stuffing themselves despite others trying to do their best in order to help out
Seppy: But hah
Seppy: Miku
Seppy: Breasts
azure: pfft
azure: pear/apple miku is also extremely valid
azure: from immensely stuffed apron gut to increasingly flabby and wobbly and bloated thighs and hips and asscheeks on a near daily basis

Seppy: It’s the ass and thighs that I feel are the main attraction. Between some incredibly lardy legs that make getting her boots on a pain, and a monstrous ass that peaks out from under her skirt, there’s no denying she’s at the very least a little plump
azure: her skirt feels absolutely immense when someone else is holding it, a gargantuan belt and a pile of frilly, black-blue fabric
azure: but as soon as someone has to start pulling it around her and trying to get it closed above and below her doughy tummy and wobbly backrolls it's apparent just how little it can even try to cover up that monumental ass
azure: panties stretched skintight like plastic wrap and digging indents into those immense, sagging, dimpled cheeks

azure: god forbid a music video call for actual pants as opposed to legging stuffed to bursting just from a fraction of those thighs and a skirt thats more like a tablecloth resting on that door clogging boulderous shelf of an ass
Seppy: Sure, they ought to fit from the week that she managed to hand over her measurements, but 2 weeks in the future when it gets to filming?
Seppy: Now we're having issues

Seppy: A partial rewrite of the choreography to include Miku sitting around a little more, as even though she can certainly still stand, that's often times too much of an issue too
Seppy: ...About having her sit on a piano, too

azure: she could at least put on the air of being able to dress herself back then, but by the time its performance day theres no way shes getting them on
azure: partly because shed managed to pack on yet another not-insignificant number of inches to those already heaving asscheeks and hips and thighs, pushing out further and quaking and rippling like dimpled flabby blobs of dough squashing and slapping together with every movement
azure: and partly because just the act of reaching her knees with her sausage fingers is too much, struggling just with the act of bending forward with how much sheer girlmeat she has to handle
azure: rubbing and smushing together and combining with the exertion of doing anything at her horrifically out of shape and immensely gluttonous size to leave her a gasping, wheezing, sweaty, rumpled mess just from a few minutes of trying to reach the waistband of those already struggling "stretchy" pants

Seppy: I'd imagine there to be no real problem with clothing her, anyway, I'm sure the onsite staff are... "Thrilled" to help her with such a fitting
Seppy: She's just maybe, possibly, a bit too big, even if studios are wizening up to her gain and planning a few tens of pounds in advance for her clothing
azure: a whole group of stagehands dedicated to pressing up against her bulging, overflowing physique to try and get her into whatever outfit is needed for the next performance
azure: hands gripping massive spare-tire thighs and pushing deeply into asscheeks huge and soft enough to crack a loveseat in two just to try and physically stuff her into her clothes
azure: forced to ensure the constant sweating and warmth that comes from such a hedonistically gargantuan girl just waddling into position
azure: miku herself making half-giggles through a messy mouth full of backstage "snacks" as her hanging gut is lifted and squashed just to try and force a belt closed around a waist far too big for any of them to wrap their arms around, even without accounting for the bulging of her belly or the diameter of her rear end

Seppy: My horny dumbass really shouldn't like the idea of her enjoying this sort of attention far more than she already doing
Seppy: Or, well, complaining to said stagehands with absolutely no filter at all
azure: whining a bit about how they're jostling her tummy after she'd eaten her way through the entire backstage pre-show food supply for all of the performers, contrasting a cute feminine oop and a giggle from one of her helpers' hands slipping between those colossal thunder thighs with a sudden deep, wet, distinctly unladylike belch from another trying to hoist her packed tummy up to help with the pants effort

Seppy: Suddenly an issue which should be her problem with how fat she's allowed herself to get becomes an issue of the production staff's that they can't manage to clothe her in adequate time
azure: the manager pops in to complain about her not being ready and shes just lazily shoving more pizza into her mouth while a rumpled, exhausted, sweaty assistant crew is trying to keep her thighs from ripping apart the seams in her pants
Seppy: An excessively smug grin as she slides a whole slice into her mouth, wiping the grease from the corners of her lips off with her sleeve and commenting on how she can't work on an empty stomach
azure: its basically a race to see if they can get her ready before she can physically fit her entire backstage double pizza combo meal into herself
azure: because if she finishes before they do she's going to be up on stage gurgling and heaving and belching up a storm from how greedily she packs herself to the greasy sloshing brim
Seppy: Holy fuck Azure you're killing me

azure: shes still a great performer but whenever she isnt actively performing shes leaning back on whatever prop can hold her weight
azure: lazily squashing one greasy hand into her gut through her stained shirt to help get out another particularly deep-seated belch that's audible even with her mic turned off
azure: hands shamelessly gliding under what she can reach of that hanging, bloated belly to undo the pants her stagehands had spend twenty minutes forcing closed for the sake of easing the pressure on her prop-smothering asscheeks
azure: entirely nonchalant about the brief flash of ultra-warped skintight panties visible before she lets her gut drop back down to cover herself up and go back to digesting
azure: better she gets some of that pent up gas out when the mic's off than subjecting her loving audience to the hot, wet, brassy sounds of their beloved idol churning another gut-stretching load of sloppy take out into more inches and rolls on her already barely-waddling physique
azure: to her managers, at least

Seppy: Let it be no secret that I love the idea of Miku just generally being super exhausted on set
azure: by the time the show's over she's half undressed
azure: half from her clothes just constantly sliding down and riding up from how much jiggling and quaking and wobbling is involved in the barest movement and half from her constantly adjusting and unbuttoning and not so slyly sliding them down for her own comfort
azure: and every single bit she plays is followed up by her finding the nearest place to park her triple wide ass and stretch her massive legs out
azure: shamelessly taking weight off those fat feet and rubbing the top of her bloated belly with one gloved hand and huffing and panting noisily amidst the occasional almost sickly-sounding belch of sweaty exertion on top of such an overfed, overclogged gut
azure: faint sweaty prints left by her heaving cheeks on half the surfaces that she could sit on without them crumpling under her weight and face flushed red with heat and exertion
azure: as even the thin, elastic, barely-holding outfit she was stuffed into feels like a prison from how much shes sweating and steaming and hot under it all

Seppy: Have you considered her then needing even more assistance from stagehands in undressing and general services to help her "wind down"
Seppy: Incredibly insist that she needs a back massage, and maybe even some... Service to her gut
Seppy: Her shoulders and arms aaaaache, so do her leeeegs, it's the least that they can really do in order to help someone out who's such a pleasure to work with!

azure: she might have only been on stage for an hour and a half but once the shows over shes beelining to her personal (damp, cracked, weathered) sofa to collapse in a heap
azure: leaning back as much as she can with how much sheer bulk she has to maneuver around to kick her boots off and fully unbutton her stained shirt to let her stomach free
azure: gesturing with fatty fingers for someone to bring her an ice cold soda bottle to cool down with and lifting one flabby leg as much as she can in anticipation for backrubs and footrubs and tummyrubs
Seppy: Oh goodness me, that poor couch, now that I'm thinking about it

Seppy: The question is are they willing, or putting up with her because of the paycheck
azure: stripping down whatever she can easily reach of her own mountainous bulk and letting her stagehands do the rest
azure: by this point they're probably used to have to service this heaving, wheezing, gurgling, overbloated whale of an idol after every show
azure: miku herself doing the bare minimum of lifting her flabby hammy arms so they can pull her top up and off
azure: leaving her in just a strained blue bra that only accentuates the absolute mountain of belly flab and sidefat and backflub and armweight squashing and jiggling against each other with every motion

azure: one already getting to work on her sensitive overfilled overjostled gut to soothe her indigestion and help work out the worst of her greasy, unladylike gassiness
azure: another reaching under her hanging belly to undo her skirt and belt and feeling her bloblike physique practically bulge out with the extra freedom
azure: the mountainous girl herself just giving a blissful sigh that slides seamlessly into a grossly throaty belch
azure: if there was a bed big enough for her backstage you know shed just be sprawled out in it, making no effort to help the stagehands crawling over her enormity to undress and massage and feed her as she depressurized in a sweaty, breathless heap
Seppy: Certainly can't be some sort of slouch when it comes to relieving her of all that gas, anyway, could be fatal to her image to belch in public as much as she does at these sort of events

azure: her online fans still argue that shes as graceful and pristine as ever, even as shes letting out a gut-shaker of a belch followed by a blissful moan of relief, leaning back farther and ignoring how her panties are creaking and digging into her immense hipflesh in favor of reaching one fatty arm for more pizza
azure: fanart of her being chubby but still energetic and peppy and cute while in reality shes a sweating exhausted blob who needs two or three stagehands just to undress her and cool her off and wipe the sweat from her fatty face

Seppy: At the very least she manages to make performances and shows feel as lively as ever, and they're one of the few places in which she makes some attempt to not look like a slovenly hog, even if intermissions are getting to be something more frequent
Seppy: There's a comment to be made here about fat women and their ability as singers
azure: she still puts her all into it, just try not to focus on her when someone else is taking the lead role and shes slumped in the shadows wheezing and sweating and belching

Seppy: The question is how much she can get away with eating onstage :thinking:
azure: only one way to find out
Seppy: And how might that be
azure: push the limits of just how much she can geta way with shovelling food into her fat face during intermissions, obviously~
Seppy: Yes, yes, but what if the pang of hunger strikes during a performance?
azure: im sure she can manage to force down an entire slice of pizza in a four-measure rest
azure: shes a professional after all
azure: even if it ends up making a mess of her top and face

Seppy: Being slid a pizza onstage from stage right, and muffling the lyrics of her current song as she messily crams it into her mouth
azure: she eats too fast and ends up dropping a whole line of lyrics in favor of a sudden, heaving belch she really, really needed to get out of her system
Seppy: There's only so much realtime audio correction that can be done in order to dampen such a belch, but oh well

Seppy: She'll continue getting away with this on the goodwill of the fans
azure: the fans who get to meet her and get her autograph backstage and are caught entirely off guard by just how much she is
azure: how heavy and blubbery shes grown and how noisy her overstuffed gut is as she gurgles and groans and churns
azure: how much her titanic ass and thighs are slowly bending whatever shes lazing atop
azure: how hot and sweaty she is even when shes just lazing around
azure: how much food she's shovelling down while giving them an autograph that comes with a complementary smear of sauce or sweat
azure: how she cant go a hot minute without either pushing something edible into her lips or letting out a lazy, effortless, rumbling belch that sounds more like a lazy frat boy than an energetic music idol



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Seppy: It should really come as no surprise that my brain craves vocaloid horniness right now and I don’t suppose I can tempt anyone for anything
Seppy: I hope it disappoints no one to know that I’m really horny for Kaito currently
azure: i dont know much about kaito but blue boy good
Seppy: My mind just really can’t seem to shake “what if he was really putting on the pounds”
azure: okay but consider: pudgy ren and lin tag teaming him with too much food
Seppy: *Rin and Len
azure: that
Seppy: But this is also something I can get behind

Seppy: Kaito’s the kind of guy to be kind and supportive of you even to his own detriment and part of that means absolutely not saying no to treats that get passed around
azure: all the better to just goad him on
Seppy: Please keep any and all ice cream away from him
azure: the twins just constantly inviting him to eat ice cream with him and buying more and more
Seppy: Either that or inviting him along to those sort of cutesy bakeries and maybe, possibly, using it as an excuse to see how much they can get him to fill himself when offered the opportunity
azure: teasing him when his buttons are stretching or his pants are being pushed away by his filling tummy

Seppy: I’ve been torn between a few different things but Kaito is absolutely for having a genuinely burdening gut
azure: the kind of heaving belly that hangs over belts and pushes out in front of him and wobbles and bobs with every increasingly waddly step as he tries to haul himself
Seppy: For as loose as his coat is that really doesn’t do anything to stop his gut from leading him absolutely everywhere he goes

Seppy: The things that I would do for an overly exhausted and winded Kaito
azure: trying to keep his spirits up even though hes huffing and sweating and quaking and struggling to keep moving those chunky legs just letting the twins drag him around
Seppy: Pulling him along by a relatively plump hand each as he struggles to keep pace with them and ultimately ends up as some sort of red-faced mess who can barely manage a word without an immense amount of huffing and puffing
Seppy: Lord knows how he’ll manage being onstage in such a state
azure: flustered by how he can constantly feel his thighs rubbing and how just the tiniest staircase is so much for him to deal with, flumphing down on a bench in a way that makes his whole body quake and bounce, plush moobs resting atop that semispherical hanging gut and making him look so much more pillowy and rumpled

Seppy: I can totally see him being the type to be entirely flustered by just how plump he’s gotten
azure: coats not closing anymore, pants creaking, the others teasing him for how he fills up chairs and wobbles when he walks and how hes starting to fill out tops better than some of the girls
Coin Operated Boy: This is too good it's killing me :extremepain:

Seppy: Meiko teasing him about having a bigger bust that she does and that he might need to start borrowing her bras
Seppy: I can’t imagine he’d ever take her up on it but having been there to assist Kaito in a clothing change beforehand, she’s gotten to know his bulk fairly well
azure: the poor boy is at the point where even old boxers are a struggle to hike up those dimpled thighs and asscheeks and his coat is only really good for showing how far that plush doughy apron of gut bulges and pushes out of it
Seppy: It is only somewhat problematic when he’s struggling to even get his underwear on 5 minutes before a performance and ends up being an even sweatier and redder lad
Seppy: That gut has REALLY become a problem

azure: properly dancing is right our and every sway sends his bulk wobbling and swinging in a way where his clothes are riding up or falling down over so much rippling bulk
azure: on the other hand its all the better for fangirls to press riiight up against that huge overflowing beanbag belly and push treats into his mouth in exchange for autographs

Seppy: Kaito being something difficult in crowds due to his sheer bulk is something I hadn't thought about, especially fans and whatnot trying to treat him
Seppy: Chances are he knows it's best to lay off of everything but a few incriminating images of him enjoying a binge here and there on a few viral blogs have given people the wrong idea entirely
azure: fans practically lining enough to give him hamburgers or milkshakes or little candies or treats even when hes so full and bulky and winded that just hauling around an overstuffed gut full of junk food is making him want to just collapse in a sweaty heap



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Cooly: Dammit I mentioned it earlier as a joke but the thought of pampering a fat, slobby Miku who can't keep her food down has been stuck in my head.
Seppy: :shakyeyes:

Seppy: Behind the scenes sort of scenarios are always a fun time I feel
Cooly: Luka is in-charge of catering to her between expo tours and she's Really let go this time.
azure: dumb idol demands to keep being fed even when she physically cannot fit more into her messy wheezing gullet
Seppy: No amount of vegetable juice is going to fix this one

Seppy: Something about the idea of needing Luka to help her get some food out of her system before going on stage is well
Seppy: magical
Cooly: "Ngh, seriously...? I hate this part..."
azure: something is very audibly and physically not sitting right in those guts, but she didnt notice until she'd reloaded up on another blouse-bursting skirt-shredding binge
Seppy: Please don't do this to me :pain:
azure: luka just digging one hand into herundergut, squeezing that flabby, swollen, sweaty lower roll and immediately getting a sickly, throaty, huffing glurk-grrrrn out of her as she gropes the offending half-digested bit through so much slovenly bulk
Seppy: Azure
Seppy: :jillgasm:
Midi Midi: All the girls deserve to be big sure but Miku gets to be the big boss of them all
Seppy: Correct

azure: seeing her backstage, she's less of an idol and more of a groaning, hiccurp, queasily sloshing sack of food and blubber
azure: whining a bit as she lazily pushes another handful of junk food into her food and spittle covered blubbery cheeks
azure: the simple motion of lifting her flabby arm to shovel her fat, greasy fingers into her lips enough to send a tetonic, wet, brassy grumble through her overstretched, overworked guts, amidst a thick bubbling belch and churning rumble

Seppy: Okay but consider leaving her mic on during an intermission backstage
azure: huffing, panting noises of exertion and whimpering, needy fullness as the microphone bobs against her bulging cheeks and flabby neck
azure: before she lets it tumble down her gravid, braless chest, pressed against the uppermost swell of her distended flabby gut
azure: the roiling, heaving motions of her sloppy tanker of a stomach being broadcast to her adoring audience as she squeezes her own deafeningly disturbed tummy and whines for luka to help
azure: amidst a serious of sputtering hurking belches and a deep, guttural sound somewhere between a junk-clogged water cooler and some kind of overbloated, greasy sea mammal
Seppy: Are you trying to kill me
azure: look endo/noise stuff is cute and we finally have a hornychat
azure: i have no choice clearly

Cooly: Consider the following: Miku isn't actually on stage. She's backstage providing the singing while they use holo-projections cause's she reached the point where she's too fat to perform.
Seppy: That's something incredibly good
Seppy: Either that or it's some incredibly last minute decision considering she's managed to outgrow her outfit yet again
Seppy: Or generally is just some horrid, greasy mess
azure: its obviously a hologram because if they made her so much as swing her hips in her current state she'd probably topple over and spill out her latest grease-loaded overdingulent slobby meal all over the stage

Seppy: Just imagine
Seppy: IMAGINE
Seppy: Her pulling her boots up over those rolly legs
azure: more like luka having to do it, wrist deep in glistening flabby leg rolls that bulge and sag over the creaking fabric like buttery rolls of dough
azure: calves like sausages stuffed into skintight casings and thighs big enough to feel smothering just from having to press against them and try to hike the footwear up higher

Seppy: You have no idea how much I like blubbery legs
Seppy: God
Seppy: Fuck that's good
azure: theyre so good
azure: big enough to utterly squash and engulf luka even if they werent flanked by a huge dimpled loveseat-crusher of an ass, bulging and hanging out of her skirt and entirely uncontained by panties so tight she's muffining out of them
azure: and a heaving, heavy cauldron of a gut that slapped against those flabby dimpled knees and quaking, rippling thighs whenever she foolishly tried to waddle forward on a full tummy

Cooly: Said legs and feet just burst from her boots slowly as she keeps gorging herself.
Seppy: It's initially some sort of small rip towards the top
Seppy: But as time goes on it's just
azure: luka tries to fit those fat porky sausage feet into her boots and miku just gurgles and whines that she wants a foot rub after having to put all her stage-crushingly flabby weight on her poor soles for half a minute
Seppy: Azure you're actually going to murder me

Seppy: What if
Seppy: Managing to break the heels on her boots due to being so heavy :thinking:
Seppy: :shakyeyes:
azure: itd be a miracle if they even held up
azure: all her old platform heels and high heels and fancy showy stage shoes reduced to an exercise in imagining how those huge, flabby calves and cankles and soles would fit in any of them
azure: straps squeezing and snapping around her feet and even medium-height boot zippers popping and bursting under so much weighty sagging blobbery legheft
Seppy: my favourite part of this community is literally just making up jargon to explain things
Seppy: Legheft

azure: not to mention she needs someone kneeling in front of her trying to direct hose fatty toes into the footwear, given she's far too wide and bloated and out of shape to see over her own hanging, sprawling width or bend over even a little bit to peek around herself
azure: subjecting her assistant to being squashed and buried in her hanging apron of sloshing, sickly-squelching gut and against thighs wider than a women normal people would call 'fat'
azure: just all that wobbling blubbery meat straining and hanging over knees and boots, swallowing up shorts and panties, quaking and rippling and sloshing together with every step
azure: engulfing cute girls

Seppy: Give me the spoiled Mikus
Cooly: "Luka jush...hff...jush pressh down on my belly...hff...I can't shing when I'm queashy sho sh'besht to jusht...haaah...jusht empty it out..."
Seppy: Can't perform when you're ready to hurl!
Seppy: Best get it out beforehand
azure: maybe if she wasnt such an insatiable guzzling blob of a girl she wouldnt have choked down so many little chicken bones and unchewed chunks of vegetable and other little bits of detritus that feel so achingly firm in her heaving sloshing tanker guts