[2019-06-17 22:18] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: Oink Oink.
[2019-06-17 22:22] [user]BIG Widowmaker[/user]: Sounds you should be making, yes.
[2019-06-17 22:22] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: ...Hush you.
[2019-06-17 22:23] [user]BIG Widowmaker[/user]: Well, you started it.
[2019-06-17 22:23] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: F-Fine enough...
[2019-06-17 22:25] [user]BIG Widowmaker[/user]: Plan on sumo wrestling with a build like that?
[2019-06-17 22:26] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: ...Not like you are much better. But... if you wanna... ah am sure we can think o' somethin' to spice up losin'.
[2019-06-17 22:27] [user]BIG Widowmaker[/user]: Oh? Have something in mind?
[2019-06-17 22:27] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: You both know what we like... and we hate the other one havin' power... So it should be obvious, ya pig.
[2019-06-17 22:28] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: [sub]A big ol[/sub]
[2019-06-17 22:28] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: [sub]A big ol' thing o' pie and what that means~.[/sub]
[2019-06-17 22:29] [user]BIG Widowmaker[/user]: Pie? Sounds more like a winner's dessert. Wait...
[2019-06-17 22:29] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: Seems yer catchin' on.
[2019-06-17 22:30] [user]BIG Widowmaker[/user]: Hmph... Fine, I accept your challenge, pig.
[2019-06-17 22:31] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: You got those weird ass... undies? B.o.B will help us into them...
[2019-06-17 22:31] [user]BIG Widowmaker[/user]: Ahem... I... do... For collective purposes, of course! We must do up our hair as well...
[2019-06-17 22:32] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: Ah don't have enought hair to do that.
[2019-06-17 22:33] [user]BIG Widowmaker[/user]: Just tie eet back zen, make a bun, whatever! We must do eet properly, American!
[2019-06-17 22:34] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: Yer a bit too eager. But fine, whatever.
[2019-06-17 22:38] *[user]Ample Ashe[/user] simply managed to get her hair into a compact ponytail. Her quivering arms shook and jiggled as the outlaw merely rolled her eyes. After the two of them took to the skies, they began to pork back up in short order, considering their effective immortality. Both Talon and Deadlock had been seeing rather noticeable ground gained in terms of influence and speed of mission completion ever since Widow and Ashe had begun seeing each other off the clock, so no one asked questions. "Let me guess, ya got the things already on ya, frog chin?"
[2019-06-17 22:42] *[user]BIG Widowmaker[/user] grunted and gritted her teeth, trying her hardest to tighten the thick rope of her Mawashi, "Al... most..." she gasped, sighing when she finally gave up. "G-Get your robot over here to help me!" she snapped hastily. It was going to be quite a match with [url=https://static.f-list.net/images/charimage/12271543.jpg]the size she was at[/url] - she was bigger than the average sumo wrestler!
[2019-06-17 22:47] *[user]Ample Ashe[/user] sighed as B.o.B made his way over and finished getting the Mawashi on Widow, the fabric pinching into her fatty bulk a good bit. With that, he got Ashe snugly in hers. Ashe was much the same size as Widow, so there would be a lot of panting and gasping for air in the future. The two of them were bare, leaving them ready for the match. A quick ring was made by B.o.B for them. Ashe's room was transformed with the rope ring and the starting point. "B.o.B, help the winner back into their clothes,"  Ashe commanded as the omnic got both sets of clothing ready.

Ashe had never done this... so this was gonna be a first-time experience. All she could hope for was that she could outlast Widow.
[2019-06-17 22:51] *[user]BIG Widowmaker[/user] smirked, getting down on her fists - she had never done sumo before, but she knew the rules. "First to get pushed out of ze ring, lifted off ze ground, or stays down for 10 counts, loses. Open hand slapping is fair game." After the hulking omnic gave them the signal to start, Widowmaker had the brain to charge into Ashe as quickly as possible and use her momentum to either knock her down, or out of the ring... That is, when her fastest was just a slow waddle with a pained expression. "M-Merde, I forgot how slow I was..."
[2019-06-17 22:57] *[user]Ample Ashe[/user] was caught off guard by Widow's 'quick' motion. Ashe was still processing the rules as she stood up and attempted to waddle forward. The two fatty guts met first, and Ashe's legs actually slightly trembled from having to not only hoist herself up but then quickly proceed to move. The outlaw's fatty cheeks quivered and jiggled, her face beet red from the effort. "[sub]Hff... Hff...[/sub] Least it's fair in that regard...[sub]Hff... Hff...[/sub]" With that Ashe attempted to give a slap to give herself a little room. It impacted with the force of a feather.
[2019-06-17 23:00] *[user]BIG Widowmaker[/user] panted and huffed, pudgy hands gripping her opponent's singular garment for dear life more than for leverage. With a deep inhale, Widowmaker did her best to shove with her legs and use her weight as leverage, but the combination of being so weak as well as Ashe's size, left for little headway, only moving her back a couple steps... "Hahh... M-Move y-you cow...!" she breathed, her face regaining some color as she tried to use whatever muscle she had left.
[2019-06-17 23:05] *[user]Ample Ashe[/user] could feel Widow's hand grab her undergarment, as Ashe was huffing and wheezing just as much as Widow. The two sharpshooters began to get into a tugging match to knock the other over. Ashe's attempts to use leverage failed just as wonderfully as she further lost space. Her feet were getting closer to that edge. With that, the white haired outlaw just sneered. "Yer too damn large to shove. But so am I~." With that... Ashe decided to pick up a flabby leg in an extremely slow motion. She was gonna try and push!
[2019-06-17 23:08] *[user]BIG Widowmaker[/user] was panting and groaning as if she were ready to fall down and quit - and honestly, she was just about there, she wouldn't last much longer like this. Watching Ashe try to take a large step while the two women panted, she saw her opportunity. With both of her legs already firmly planted, Widowmaker gave the mightiest heave she could muster in the hopes that it would set her off balance with only leg available. "C-Come on... you... pig...!" she gritted her teeth, sweating bullets. If this failed, she'd be too exhausted to continue - she'd lose.
[2019-06-17 23:14] *[user]Ample Ashe[/user] was... caught off guard. Ashe's unsteady ground and her legs screaming, as she too was on the verge of dying. The outlaw tipped over from that as the lifted foot hit the ground, and she staggered backward... one step... two steps... and she fell over. Ashe toppled over in a wave, her fatty gut soaring up and hitting hard as her massive stomach wobbled and quaked. Her trio of chins compressed with the slightest breath, and her cheeks were beet red. Too much exercise. B.o.B gave the winning signal for Widow as he began to help her back into her clothing. Ashe was slowly coming to. "Ya damned hog. We need to do this at a thinner size..."
[2019-06-17 23:17] *[user]BIG Widowmaker[/user] was panting and laughing as much as her lungs would allow, gesturing for B.o.B. to bring her something to sit on so that she could catch her breath, dawning a gargantuan bathrobe. "Hahhh... Such vigor from a... huff... l-loser! Now, a deal is a deal!" she says with malice, motioning for the lumbering omnic to feed the exhausted, beached whale her "prize" for losing - she wouldn't be able to get away even if she wanted to.
[2019-06-17 23:20] *[user]Ample Ashe[/user] just opened up as B.o.B quickly brought Widow a couch and several assortments of wine and some water. After that, the omnic made sure to feed Ashe eight beautiful pieces of blueberry pie. As much as the outlaw wanted to resist, her tired state made her as willing as a trashcan.
[2019-06-17 23:23] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: Ashe was then unceremoniously lifted up and stripped down by B.o.B. She scowled at Widow, full well knowing what she was thinking. "Ain't you comfy...? D-Don't... haff... huff... break mah couch, you fatso." A very audible gurgle filled the air, as Ashe could feel a cool wave pass over her...!
[2019-06-17 23:26] *[user]BIG Widowmaker[/user] leaned back in her seat and chuckled, uncorking the wine given to her and sipping on it triumphantly. "Don't talk like zat - you seemed to enjoy your dessert!" she taunted, licking her lips as she watched Ashe's face rapidly turning blue, spreading across her big, flabby frame. "Come now, won't you waddle over and show off for ze winner?" she continued to tease, leaning back as Ashe began to slowly billow outwards as she became fully blue.
[2019-06-17 23:29] [user]Ample Ashe[/user]: [sub]Youwanna get lewd with this~?[/sub]
[2019-06-17 23:30] [user]BIG Widowmaker[/user]: [sub]Sure![/sub]
[2019-06-17 23:32] *[user]Ample Ashe[/user] just groaned as the swelling and filling of her body was the worst with Widow. She made the transformation always feel so long...! Ashe peered down to see her billowing feedbag of a gut already that telltale azure shade, having taken on a similar shade to Widow's skin, but as she did as she was told, it was only getting darker and darker. Her folds seemed the slightest bit fuller as she got to Widow and turned to the side, bending over. Her tits sagged and drooped, full and round like a cow's udders. Her stomach was filling out, the sides of it bumping gently against Widow's knees. Her blue butt wobbled and quaked as Ashe moaned from the pain of leaning over. "S-Shut up, ya damn spider!"
[2019-06-17 23:37] *[user]BIG Widowmaker[/user] smirked and chuckled some more, the cowgirl's evident discomfort only adding to the enjoyment she was getting out of the situation. "Well, keep talking like zat and I just might let you [b]pop[/b]!" she taunted, her eyes full of evil while she watched folds and creases in Ashe's fat start to smooth out as sloshing, heavy blueberry juice began to fill up her body more and more. "What a shame, zeese were your conditions as well! Ahahah!" she continued to torment, her form getting more and more spherical.
[2019-06-17 23:43] *[user]Ample Ashe[/user] shut her lips, but her eyes were glaring at the french sniper as her body forced her upright. The sloshing juice made Ashe's body turn into an obese starfish as her stance widened more and more to accommodate the form filling juice. Turning back to face Widow with the last bit of mobility she had, Widow could see that Ashe's eyes had changed to that lovely blue shade, and that her hair was turning as well! With each breath Ashe drew, her triple chin turned to a VERY large double. And blue tears began to roll down her juice bloated cheeks. "D-Don't pop me here...!" Her voice was cowering as her arms and legs began to be assimilated into her form.
[2019-06-17 23:47] *[user]BIG Widowmaker[/user] tut-tutted at Ashe and her swelling situation, pushing herself out of the chair with a loud grunt and some effort. Regaining her balance, the obese sniper waddled around Ashe while running her fingers across her taut blue skin. "Don't you just feel full and bloated, ready to burst?" she taunted, poking at her bloated middle with a doughy finger, giving her a gentle shove from behind to have her roll onto her front. "With you like zees, I could roll you home." she sneered, coming around to her bloated face with an evil smirk, planting a kiss on her blueberry-flavored lips.
[2019-06-17 23:54] *[user]Ample Ashe[/user] could only watch as Widow stood up and walked past her, the outlaw concerned as roundness was upon her. A big fat fruit at the mercy of a massive spider. It was a thought that made Ashe clam up at the thought of bursting. But as Widow continued, and then kissed her on the lips. Ashe spoke up. "You wouldn't dare roll me through my own base. You do that... I'll make you unable to ever stand up again!" Her voice was trembling at the thought of her crew seeing her like this...!
[2019-06-17 23:59] *[user]BIG Widowmaker[/user] put her weight on one leg and rolled her eyes, crossing her arms with a huff, leaning down to get face to face with the swelling fruit of a woman. "Please. As fun and humiliating as zat sounds, I am een no shape to be moving much. Plus..." she said, waddling back around her, tracing a finger across her gurgling, sloshing form as she slowly moved. "...Why move you around when you're right where I want you?" she taunted, gently using a doughy index finger to poke at her bloated, juicy pussy.
[00:06] *[user]Ample Ashe[/user] let out a rather heavy gasp at the feeling of Widow's finger merely poke at her juicy womanhood. Almost instantly, Widow could see a tiny bit of juice flow out from it. Oh, Ashe was enjoying herself. The outlaw could be heard huffing and panting from her front. All she could see was the floor, and herself. But Widow could see her pudgy feet kick and flail uselessly in pleasure! "N-Noooooo! Quit it!"
[00:10] *[user]BIG Widowmaker[/user] chuckled at her denial, looking on with a twisted pleasure at her already leaking love-box. "Oh? Zat's a strange request, considering you both are enjoying eet, and eet [b]could[/b] stop you from exploding." she said in a nonchalant tone, venturing to push two digits into the blue, leaking pussy, massaging the insides gently. Despite her size, the sounds coming from within her definitely sounded like she was still increasing in volume.