Rise's Debu Debut-Part II [XWG]

The survey had done more than just promoting Rise’s new figure to the Idol world. The success of the Debu Debut was garnering attention from all corners of the country. Message boards from Hokkaido to Honshu were abuzz with Rise’s life in the fat lane. Aspiring idol groups were posting their own progress online, hoping to ride the trend alongside Risette. Local fast food businesses reported a staggering increase in business traffic and revenue (along with a lot of complaints from parents for selling ‘garbage’ so easily). Not a day went by that someone didn’t mention the literal growing trend of idols.

Happiness practically emanated off of Rise. The waves of obesity she had inadvertently started was just extra icing on the cake. Her bliss came from how amazing her body looked after months worked on building up excess of calories. The journey of overeating was building up into  an amazing near-half ton experience.

Just finishing up with her personal gainer, a title she mused over again and again, Rise was waddling back as fast as her titanic legs could carry her. Grease and sweat slathered between her legs as it helped to prevent scrapping of those glorious columns of blubber. Granted it did aggravate her slightly any time she had to heave her blubbery gut up to prevent it from slamming into her knees. Not as much of a pain in the ass as well…her ass. The over-inflated cheeks she carried on her backside were wrecking balls of blubber, bouncing off one another as each step sent a cascade of ripples through her body.

“Erghh…I never *huff* thought *pant* it’d get so hard *wheeze* to walk…” Rise moaned, trying to wipe the sweat off her brow. Drops of perspiration were dripping down her body, making her clothes stick to her body in a sickly way. Part of her wanted to change but the effort it took to get her blouse and pants off was too much to deal with. She’d live with the stench until her assisted bath later that evening.

Eventually getting to her private room, Rise plopped down on her custom reinforced couch. She lamented how her hips weren’t overflowing the sides of it but took some pride in how her width required all three cushions to stay comfy. Lying back, she could hear the crescendo of creaks coming from beneath her. At least this one won’t break apart like the last one did…I hope.

No longer flustered and beet red, Rise fished for her phone beneath the rolls of her love handles. It slid out coated in sweat and grime, resulting in an ‘ew’ from Rise before wiping it off on the sofa. She couldn’t risk the camera lens being smudged.

“Alright…gotta make this look good.” Rise held her flabby arm up, bingo wing flab shaking and smacking her face. She tried several more angles before finding something that she could fit her chest and face in the frame. Snapping a few pictures, some smiling and some with a pose, Rise reviewed her impromptu snapshoot before finding a good frame. She reveled in how stunning her breasts were: succulent round melons that really made her stand out as an idol. Two thick chins bounced in her cleavage with an adorable smile. “Perfect~”

Fat, stubby fingers made attaching the photo to an email harder than it should have been; a simple pay off for being a luscious idol so full of life and seafood. In time, she got the photo in the message like she wanted…composing the message itself took twice as long.

[I hope you’ve been keeping up with my progress Yu-senpai~ They say I’m close to breaking 450 kg. I’ll let you know when I hit 900 kg. <3 Then I’ll give you a private show. Love ya!]

She sent it off to Yu, happily knowing that she’d keep in him the loop. After all, this was all for him. If Yu wanted her to be bigger then she would become bigger than life itself!

With that out of the way, Rise wanted to settle back into a nap. Her body drifted off into a food induced coma but the door flew open in an excited frenzy.

“Risette! I wanted to bring your fan mail!” Rise peeked over her fat face to see Kanami wobble in, a massive bag in her hands. Letters poured out of the bag and onto the table although some scattered across the sweat stained carpet. It didn’t surprise her at this point but it was nice to see Kanami’s progress every time she came with a delivery. Rise couldn’t help but let out a thick chuckle at the way Kanami’s butt bounced or jowls wobbled; reminding her of her own size back when she first launched the Debu Debut.

“Thanks. Though you look like you’ve gained another ten kilos or so.”

“Yeah! It took the others a little longer to follow through but they’re all coming around. We all joked about how soon Sumomo will be as wide as she is tall.” Sharing a laugh, the two perused the letters to see what everyone was writing in about today.

“Let’s see….love letter….love letter…weird stalker note…” Rise flipped through postcards, not wanting to spend time on the ones she had seen time and time again. “Oh Kanami check this out! This group of high schoolers is following in the Debu Debut! They’re all at least 150 kg.”

“Really? Let me see!” Kanami squished into Rise, reading over her fat shoulder. “Wonder how they do with nine members.”

“Compared to five? Shouldn’t be too much of a problem.” Kanami nodded, her face jiggling like jelly as she went back to the pile in an attempt to find something new to read about.

“Junk, more junk, crappy junk. Ooohhh~ Here’s a letter from some of the girls at 567 Productions?”

“Ummm…mind if you tell me what it says?” Rise asked, trying to heave her bulk forward to get to the letter but was practically glued to the sofa (the excess of sweat had made her flab stickier than normal).

“It’s mostly how your recent growth spurt has inspired them to be more true with their images and style. They promise to dedicate their next CD and Photo Shoot to you.” Kanami blushed along with Rise. Her influence was growing like a wildfire as no one seemed safe from the Debu Debut. This was all just the tip of a much larger iceberg that crept over the horizon though.

“Oh there you are Rise! And Kanami too! This makes things easier.” Inoue came through the open door, marveling at the stack of fan mail she and Kanami were going through. “I swear you get more and more bundles each day.”

“Inoue-sensei…hope you’ll forgive me if I don’t stand up.” Rise let out a wry laugh since she wasn’t in any position to move as well as neither her or Kanami had the strength to pry her up.

“It’s fine. I won’t be long anyway.” He sat opposite of her, clearing some space on the table. It was then the two idols saw a rolled poster under his arm. “This will apply to Kanamin Kitchen too so make sure you’re paying attention Kanami.” Opening the poster, the two girls’ eyes lit up as they saw the big surprise was. A centerfold of Rise from one of her fast food shoots was spread across the middle of the poster. At the bottom, the five plus sized girls of Kanamin Kitchen graced the flyer.

“Risette’s Round Reunion Tour starring Kanamin Kitchen!” Rise was lost in a world of wonder and amazement. The Debu Debut was getting its own special musical tour as a few dozen cities were listed as stops; including a few stops overseas to America. “Inoue-sensei how did you manage this?”

“Ha, I knew you’d love it. The people over at Katherine’s Plus Sized Clothing reported a 666% increase in sales. They want to push you wearing their clothing line on tour.” Inoue brought their attention to the slew of sponsors scattered around the borders of the poster. “Not to mention some of the other businesses and restaurants you’ve helped to promote since the launch of the Debu Debut. You really have changed the world of idols Rise!”

“Isn’t this amazing Rise?” Kanami and Inoue could tell she was at a loss for words. Holding back a tear or two, Rise cleared her throat as an idea hit her.

“Inoue-sensei…is it possible to have the tour start in Inaba?” Rise put her hands to her fleshy gut, the sensation of it wobbling to her touch causing her to blush. “I want to start off in my home town.”

“That shouldn’t be too hard to arrange! I’ll go make the call right now.” Inoue gathered the poster as he made his way to the door. “Kanami, please let the other girls in your group know of the tour.”

Wait…if I’m going to be on a tour now, I gotta look the role. Double…No! Triple my current size! Not a minute later, Rise was on her phone with a few of the local take out companies.

“Oh hi! It’s Risette…yes I need to place an order and it’s a doozy. I need ten Sesame Chicken Orders, four orders of Egg Fu Yong, seven platters of Sweet & Sour Chicken, some Mongolion Beef trays, oh and about two dozen egg rolls….yes all with stea-No, fried rice please!” She put a fat hand over the speaker. “You want anything Kanami? If we’re going on tour next year, we need to bulk up now!”

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“Chie…did we *huff* really have to *huff* go to Yukiko’s house to do this?” Nanako asked while attempting to keep a good pace. The doughy Dojima’s promise to her older sisters to keep in shape in the midst of the Debu Debut were in vain. Whether it was the cafeteria at school giving out extra snacks or her Dad leaving her home along more, allowing her to eat extra sushi rolls without anyone knowing. As a result, the only thing that really fit her was an extremely modified version of her summer outfit. Kanji had to work it several times as her gut continuously popped the seams of the skirt. Now, Nanako’s butterball of a belly wobbled freely, giving her a deep blush as her fat legs smacks and slammed into each other with each step.

Chie let out a moan, not enjoying the situation any more than Nanako was. “I’m really sorry Nanako…Yukiko can’t get off work tonight. And it’s easier for Naoto to get from the station to Amagi Inn. Plus, isn’t it cool we get to see this new concert preview at Yukiko’s? Won’t it be fun to see Risette?”

A little nod came from Nanako, too flustered to give a response. Chie resisted the urge to playfully poke the thick roll of flab that was her second chin before leading the way once again. The Round Reunion Tour was slated to start up in about six months but in the time since its announcement, the people of Inaba had doubled down on their gain. As much as Chie wanted to avoid it, there was no stopping the wave of weight that repeatedly slammed into her figure. Especially considering the battle she continuously had with her ass cheeks. Just once, she wished, that her skirt and panties didn’t dig so far into her swollen ass shelf.

It’s like nothing we do can shield us from getting fatter. She thought as she waddled at a slower pace to allow Nanako to keep up with her. With the sun setting in the horizon, the two were grateful that the evening would bring some cooler temperature to the streets. Not that it mattered as the girls had another challenge to face before them.

With the moon hanging in the sky now, the night life of Inaba emerged from the shadows. The Shopping District soon became flooded with a literal sea of flab. Dozens of girls from kids Nanako’s age to older ladies Chie had seen before, all of them were monstrously obese. Her best guess was that not a single one of them was below 200 kg as it became harder to navigate up the hill. Most of them were crowding their way into Aiya’s, wanting to get a double beef bowl with extra egg before the Risette performance. Others were hanging around, comparing measurements while haughtily laughing about their progress. Chie wondered if calling out to the heavens would part the Red Sea of blubber.

“Hrggghnn…oh man…I didn’t think there’d be…this many Risette fans in Inaba…” Nanako muttered as Chie clutched onto her fat hand. Their bellies bounced and collided with everyone else, causing them into a bizarre jiggle fit. Chie wanted to comment once again that this was their hometown hero but her mouth was agape in just how massive some of the girls were that flooded the Shopping District.

Is…Is that Ai? THE Ai Ebihara…Chie had to do a double take. The girl looked like Ai but looked as if her body traveled back in time. Chie had never really hung out with the annoying brat but she had heard stories from Yu and Kou about how she once was a blimp. Old habits die hard. Her whole body was nothing more than ballooned weight strained and stuffed into a Yasogami uniform. Her thick, rippling gut was stuffed haphazardly into her skirt while her shirt clung tight to beefier arms and thick, melon sized breasts. She watched as Ai plopped her ass down as it spread across the bench in front of Souzai Daigku; easily taking up enough space for three. Several small rips popped up here and there along the hemline of her stockings, pools of blubber poking out into the cool, crisp night air. Chie ogled for a second before pulling Nanako along, not wanting to think about whose cheeks were bigger. The madness didn’t stop there sadly.

Further up the hill, Chie spotted two more classmates of hers. Nanako remembered seeing Yu hang out with the two of them but Chie couldn’t recall their names. It finally came to her when she passed by them mid-conversation.

“So…Konishi-kun…do you want to watch the special at my house?”

“I mean…I suppose we could Matsugana-san. Do you want some Aiya’s before we get there?”

“Oh…um…I mean if it’s not…too much trouble…” Chie felt slightly embarrassed for forgetting the two. With Ayane it made sense; they were in different clubs and grades. She was, however, a little more flustered she forgot about Saki’s younger brother. The two did seem like a cute couple with one another. Despite the fact that both of them were easily classifiable as “morbidly obese.”

Naoki was easily smaller of the two, looking an awfully lot like Yosuke with how his fat has grown in. A layer of baby fat with a thicker tummy and billowing thighs. Although no one could compare the thickness of their legs with Chie. Ayane, on the other hand, was easily bigger than Ai by a long shot. The way that her stomach shook freely in the open while still being tucked into her skirt said a lot about the Tatsumi fabric store and how well they could withstand a few hundred pounds of pressure. The way that her legs looks like giant inner tubes stacks on another made Ayane feel more cartoonish as Chie and Nanako wobbled on by, halfway up the hill by this point.

“Is everyone…*huff*…from your school…that fat?”

“Well…not really.” The two stopped just outside the shrine, Chie opting to get a soda for little Nanako. “Most of the guys are still in shape. I guess with Konishi going out with Ayane has killed his figure. I’m surprised Kanji is still in shape.”

“What about Teddie…or Yosuke?”

“Those two…well, with all the work they do at Junes it was inevitable. Being around steak all day…to smell it…to work with it…” She didn’t realize she was drooling before wiping her mouth with the sleeve of her sweater. “Still, they’re definitely not as big as Ai or Ayane like we just saw.” Chie bent over to get the soda, praying her bike shorts didn’t rip open like they did last time. “What about at your school Nanako?”

“Well…would you believe me if I said…I’m not the biggest girl in school?” The thought sunk into Chie’s mind as she scanned over Nanako. The little kid must have been pushing 220 kg easily. The fact that there were children her age that surpassed that made her head spin slightly. “Even some of the teachers want to get in on the action.”

“Yeah…I know that too well…I don’t think the guys in the class recovered from Kashiwagi’s ‘wardrobe malfunction’.” Chie shuddered as she recalled the event. “I’d bet money it wasn’t an accident.” Finishing up their drinks, the two were about to begin their journey once again as a group of random seniors from Yasogami waddled by. Their loud conversation was hard to miss considering part of it was about Chie herself.

"Did you hear the rumor about Kujikawa's friends at school?"

"Oh you mean about Satonaka, Amagi, and Shirogane?" Chie blushed, wondering if she was that hard to spot amidst the pockets of land whales scattered throughout the shopping district. Pushing aside feelings of self-consciousness, she hid behind the pillars of the temple...quite poorly too. 

"I didn't hear! Tell me! Tell me!"

"Geez calm down, you're going to get ice cream all over me." They broke out into a giggle fit, causing waves and ripples of flesh. It was like watching a massive lava lamp as the laughter died out. "I heard that the reason they're fattest in their classes is cause Risette asked them to be on tour."

"Oh that's a load of crap!"

"Wait...weren't they part of that dance festival a while back? Wouldn't it make sense Risette wants her friends to be in it?" The group nodded, their double chins flapping wetly in the air. "With the way Amagi's gut drags on the ground when she sits..."

"And Satonaka needing three chairs to sit in the back of the room..."

"And have you seen the size of Shirogane's tits! I heard that they hit a desk so hard it broke in two!" The group continued their idle gossip as they washed away like the tidal wave of fat that they were. Nanako didn't pay much mind to it as she had seen it time and time again. It took every ounce and fiber of willpower Chie had to not pounce atop of them with her cellulite laden ass to lay into them. She knew it wasn't worth the effort...that and Nanako couldn't lug her back to her feet if she fell over. Letting out a heavy sigh, she looked down to Nanako. 

"You ready to head out?"

“Hic…do we have to? I’d rather eat wasabi.” The little moans from her blimpy body tugged at Chie’s heart strings as a spark of inspiration hit her.

“How about when we get there, we soak in the hot springs. How’s that sound?” Nanako’s mood did a 180, eyes twinkling in joy and desire. Finding a second wave, Nanako had an easier time keeping the pace with Chie as the Inn was just on the horizon. I hope the four of us can fit in the springs without flooding the rest of the Inn.

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“NNNNOOOOOOOOO! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN!?” Rise’s deep shrieks rumbled through her dressing room. With the Round Reunion Tour less than a month away, she and the members of Kanamin Kitchen had been rehearsing day in and out to ensure that the entire ceremony would be flawless. Nothing could be left to chance with everything they all had invested in this tour; both time, energy, and their waistlines. Now, after an intensive routine, Rise was losing her mind as her panicked screams were drawing the attention of the crew.

“Rise? Rise!” Kanami waddled in, belly apron slapping into her knees as she rushed to the car-sized idol. “Rise you gotta calm down.”

“Kan-hic-ami…it’s over…My hard work has been for nothing!” Rise sobbed, not making much sense as she tried to calm down. Heaving one foot over the other, Kanami did her best to support Rise as her weight was just about 1,000 kgs. Rise’s floor scrapping gut and dragging ass made the sheer act of walking a nightmare but she powered through it as each footfall shook the room more than her bellowing did. Leading Rise to the couch bed, now reinforced with tungsten, she got the mammoth idol some water as Kanami finally got the crying to stop.

“There. Now that you’ve cooled down, you mind telling me what’s got you so upset?” Rise bit her lips some, burying her face slightly in the beanbag chest she totted on her body. “Well?”

“I…just weighed myself…” Rise’s eyes trembled as tears poured down them once again. “Kanami, I lost weight!”

“You wha?” Kanami actually found herself slightly taken aback by that. With the way Rise ate every day since the Round Reunion made its way to the media, it should have been near impossible for their to be any sort of weight regression. Part of her, wondered, if it was bone loss rather than loss of fat.  “I’m curious how you managed to pull that off.”

“I wanna *hic* know too…” Rise kept her composure through her blubbered sobs. “How is Yu-senpai supposed to love me if I lose weight.” Kanami blinked as that did certainly come out of nowhere.

“Come again?” Rise gorged on cookies as a coping mechanism at the same time she filled in to Kanami what she had been working towards all this time. “Haha…sorry but I’ll admit, I knew there was something fishy on why you put out the Debu Debut in the first place.”

“This is *mmffh* serious Kanami! If I *chomp* lose weight *gulp* now how is *shrrlup* Yu-senpai going to live?” Gulping down a box of double chocolate chunk cookies, Rise was looking for more to eat until Kanami intervened by pulling on the thick jowls of her face. “Owie Owie ow ow ow! What’s that for?”

“Listen to yourself! You’re idol superstar Rise Kujikawa! You’ve fundamentally changed the entire playing field of what it means to be an idol.” Kanami huffed, hands sinking into her hips as she continued her speech. “You’ve done so much more before this. You left and came back already once and you’re about to launch one of the biggest tours ever heard of. Pun intended there.”

Rise cracked a small smile before returning to her wallowing state. Kanami’s words weren’t sinking in just yet as Rise lazily scratched her ass. She was at a loss now what to do if Rise wasn’t going to listen to reason. Furrowing her brow, she puffed her grapefruit sized cheeks a few times before sighing.

“So…what do you think we should do to fix it?”

“I mean…I’ll have to *chomp* gain it back. But I need *hrummp* to vamp it up…really gotta go all out with the tour!” Finishing the last of her cookies, she gave Kanami a little pout with her crumb covered face. “Will you helURRRRPP me Kanami?”

A small sigh from Kanami and a smile was all Rise needed as an answer. Rise was on the phone in the blink of an eye with sizeable demands from the catering department. If she was going to use these last few weeks before her first show to really get big, she had to go all out. Kanami felt a little stunned and intimidated with the sheer volume of snacks Rise was trying to order. However she knew it’d be worth it. All that mattered was helping Rise out and ensuring that the Round Reunion went off without a hitch.

Kanami is such a good friend. Rise mused during a pause in her phone call She’s awesome for helping me gain back that pound I lost.

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When the 1:00 p.m. dismissal bell rung through Yasogami High School, the floodgates ruptured as the main lobby became a crowded hot mess. Various girls, and some guys, of different shapes and sizes crammed into each other to get home as fast as possible. The start of Rise's Round Reunion was starting tonight and no one was going to miss it; especially those of them that were lucky enough to get tickets. By around 1:10 p.m., most of the school was empty of students with the exception of three lumbering masses of blubber that tried their best to saunter home before the sun went down. Even if they had exclusive back-stage passes to the Inaba concert, neither one of them were interested in going. 

It wasn't like Chie, Yukiko, or Naoto didn't want to support Rise and her hyped comeback. It was more to do with the fact that they lacked the endurance and stamina to stand around for several hours while Rise performed. Their lofty goals of staying unaffected by the fat craze were all dashed away at this point as there was no way they could shed their thick tonnage. Though it was amusing how each one of them gained their mass in a wholly unique way. 

Chie's blubber buns had swollen and filled to the point that she had to walk sideways through the front entrance of the school. The modifications to the door's width did nothing to help her daily struggles of the simple act of getting in and out of the front lobby. It was nothing short of a miracle that she found bicycle shorts that could sustain that many Xs, allowing her ample ass to stay covered. Chie could have done without the constant wedgies she accumulated just by the simple act of walking with her cellulitic tree trunk thighs. The only thing she was truly thankful for though was how Kanji adjusted her favorite sweater as it fit snuggly on the thick pillow belly she shook around on her front, keeping her gut nice and warm in the cool evening air.

"Come on -huff- you guys...we promised -huff- Nanako we'd be there -huff- soon..." Chie belted out, watching her friends have difficulty with the door. Oh well, I guess this could be worse Chie thought to herself I could be like Yukiko. 

Yukiko hadn't fared any better during the waves of weight that she too packed onto her body. Needing support on the hand rails the school installed not too long ago, Yukiko trudged along at a snails pace. It was understandable that she needed extra time as her jelly roll of a gut shook like an overfilled pudding bag. The way her knocked-in knees slammed into it with each step caused her swaying stomach to bounce, shake, and jiggle endlessly. Similar to Chie's wardrobe, she too needed a modified version of her skirt and sweater. With how immense her dough ball body was, it was impossible to keep it all covered. Stomach tucked into the skirt's waistline and watermelon breasts snug tight in her red sweater, Yukiko tried not to wince when the engorged melons hit her triple chin. 

"Jeez," Chie bellowed, "Will you -huff- come on slow poke?"

"-Huff huff- Easy for -huff- you to say...your legs -huff- have muscle hidden -huff- in them." Yukiko wanted to say more but her energy levels were all but depleted. Clutching on to the railing for dear life, she waited outside for Naoto to come. At least I'm not like Naoto. 

"Sorry, were you two waiting on me?" Naoto manuevered through the door, paying heed not to get her breasts caught in the frame similar to Chie's hips. Naturally, Yukiko and Chie were confused as Naoto swayed into the courtyard. "What?"

"You came from the...second floor..." Yukiko panted, still flustered. 

"I used the elevator...you two do remember they put elevators in, right?" Chie and Yukiko said nothing, avoiding eye contact with the underclassman. The last thing they wanted was to resign themselves to heave their way around in a freight lift.

"Like hell Yukiko and I would ever be caught riding one of those!"

"-huff- YEAH! -huff-" Of course there was something bigger at hand they didn't want to admit as Naoto leered at them, struggling to see over her beach-ball breasts. Buttons strained on the thick curves of the young detective's chest as her body resembled an ancient fertility goddess than a young male-lookalike. Putting a hand to her wide hips, she cocked her eyebrow at the petty excuses that her senpais were giving her. From 'we won't give in so easily' to 'it's always crowded to use', each reason they gave was weaker than the last. A finger to her thick, bloated frog chin, Naoto let out a little 'oh'.

"Is it...not that you don't want to use the school elevators. But, rather, is it that you can't use them." All color vanished from their faces, Chie and Yukiko starring at the ground or scratching the random roll of blubber. Naoto couldn't help but smirk as their resistance was slightly amusing. "I never thought you two would get that fat."

"Well excuse us Ms. Button Burster." Chie mocked, waddling slowly up to Naoto before poking her swollen tits. On cue, a strained button burst off; exposing her black bra that held the puppies up. "Should I call Kanji? Wonder if he'd pass out again from getting to work with those bad boys."

"K-Knock it off Chie-senpai!" Naoto blushed, covering up the gap in her shirt as she bit her lip. "At least I didn't sit on a freshmen during lunch the other day."

"I told you I couldn't see him!"

"Yeah, I wonder why." Yukiko let out a breathy moan, breaking the two's argument up...for now. 

"As -huff- much fun as -pant- it is to bicker...shouldn't -gasp- we get to Nana-huff-ko?" Chie and Naoto gave each other an icy stare before nodding. They had promised to watch the concert live from Nanako's home since there was no other way to support Rise since they couldn't head to the stadium. Plus with the extra baggage weighing them down, their easy thirty minute journey was an easy two hours. And that was without stopping for breath or snacks. Lugging their bodies down the hill from school was admittedly easier than their morning commute. Luckily they didn't need to venture far as Nanako was waiting for them at the nearby intersection. 

She didn't notice the three titanic teenagers rolling down the hill since she was wholly engrossed in the double chocolate chocolate chip waffle cone she had in her hand. A brown mess was smeared across her pumpkin-sized face, smiling in bliss as she moaned in ecstasy from the taste of the creamy cold ice cream. They all wondered how she could bend her fat-encumbered arms to get the ice cream to her mouth in the first place as they usually stuck out at her sides. At least holding hands with her was a simple enough task. 

But her arms were not the only thing lacking in mobility. The rest of her body had become drenched in fat that she needed special tools to help lug her titanic toddler body from place to place. Granted, the special tool consisted of two boards Yosuke got from Junes and slapped a few wheels to them. One rested right under Nanako's floor grinding belly as the other was resting beneath the mounds of blubber that was her ass. Her trademark pink dress barely hung on, keeping the pale moons of butt fat decent while displaying little crack to the open world. Of course the real challenge was getting the wheels going due to the amount of flab resting on them and the fact that her thick, almost tube like legs could only push them so far. 

"Big SiURRRRRPPPP!" Nanako called, waving her ham-hock arm around the moment she noticed the three approaching her. Despite giving up the notion of staying thin, wanting to model her body after Risette, Nanako had remained as happy as one could be approaching their first metric ton. Her three older friends weren't as thrilled to be carrying around enough pounds to make the United Kingdom go "damn".

"I don't -huff- see how you -chuff- can keep eating..."

"It's easy when your belly is as big as mine!" Nanako cheered, proudly patting the upper bounds of her gut as her arms could no longer reach the bottom of her belly. "You should know Yukiko-neechan!" Yukiko blushed at the thought as she said nothing, wondering whose stomach was bigger. "So -slurrrp- what took you guys so long?"

"Chie-senpai and Yukiko-senpai insisted on using the stairs."

"We're not going to use the elevators!"

"Or the -huff- escalators! Who seriously installed -huff- escalators in a three story -huff- school?" Naoto wandered over to Nanako, whispering the truth as the tiny, titanic girl couldn't help but let out a deep, haughty chuckle. 

"I thought the weight load for elevators was bigger than that?" Nanako asked, heaving her body forward on the planks as they began the long journey to her home. Chie paused before coming up with a suitable answer. 

"It's not like we can't ride them...they're just crowded with all the other girls on campus." Nanako let out a little 'oh' before gorging on ice cream, Yukiko lifting a lethargic thumbs up. "Besides, it's not just with that. You guys remember how they widened the classrooms?"

"Not like -huff- it matters for you...you still -huff- need three seats."

"And you and Naoto need extra wide tables Yukiko-chan!" Chie huffed. "I heard a second year broke a table with her chest!"

"REALLY? Who did that!" Nanako beamed, begging to know as Naoto pulled the bill of her hat down in a vain attempt to cover her face. "It sounds like your school is a lot more fun now!"

"Have they not made any changes to your school Nanako?" Naoto asked as she tried to remove her table incident from the string of conversation. 

"NaahHURRRP! The school is one story so they didn't modify it much. Just more seats and bigger tables for us. Even the teacher's podium was reinforced with extra wood." Nanako rattled on and on about the additions to her classes. "Would you believe I'm no longer the biggest in my grade though?"

"WHA?"

"Yeah. Some boy transferred last week. His orange hoodie doesn't fit him that well but we had a weekly weigh-in and he was just over my size." Nanako finished up her ice cream with an adorable 'gulp', swallowing it in one go. "He didn't seem to be too pleased." The three teens gave Nanako furtive glances, sizing her up as their imaginations wandered to just how massive this boy was. The conversation ended there as they all wanted to put their attention and energy on the grueling journey that was the two mile walk back to Nanako's house. They counted their blessing that the roads were mostly empty of traffic; most people having gone home or to the concert a few train stations away. The walkways were all to themselves as their collective width could block that and a few lanes of traffic too. 

"-huff huff- Oh...god..." In spite of being the fittest of the group, Chie was utterly exhausted and they were barely half way to the Dojima house. "Why -huff- can't they -pant- install moving...sidewalks?"

"It'd...take a lot of money..." Naoto sat down on a bench to collect herself as her friends couldn't tell what was groaning louder: her or the bench. "After...remodeling...the schools...and businesses." 

"We're almost -huff- there though..." Nanako strained to lift her piggish arm up. True enough, they could see the faint outline of her home in the horizon. "And...we -huff- can't keep -huff- big bro waiting." Naoto, Chie, and Yukiko perked up at that. Nanako saw the confusion in their faces. "I -pant- didn't say it?"

"Yu-senpai is here?"

"He'll...see us...like this?"

"Oh God Oh God..."

It was Naoto that took the situation back as she realized what this meant. "Wait...this isn't...necessarily bad." Chie and Yukiko calmed down slightly to listen. "If Rise has mentioned Yu-senpai with her weight gain, then maybe he can bring some light into this...why all of this started."

"Oh shoot, Naoto's right..." Chie said, clenching her fat fist. A second wind was coursing through their veins as they found the strength to carry forward. They wanted answers and there was no one better to provide them than Yu. Besides, they couldn't dawdle on the streets too long as the concert would begin soon enough. 

---

Rise watched as the night life kicked in. Lights flickered on all below her as she rode from the helicopter to the stadium. It took more work than gaining all the weight to convince management to let her be air lifted onto the stage but they knew it'd be an event people would talk about for ages. It was all a new experience for Rise as she wobbled below the massive air-carrier. Her focus was more on the concert she was about to perform than riding around on the double-steel slab that her body was spread over. 

It's been a long road but it'll be worth it! Rise hyped herself up as she was getting pumped for the show. The stadium was coming into sight as the dome was opened to accommodate her bulk. As the rafters slid open, she could hear the pulsing roars of the crowd with a clear chant. 

RISETTE! RISETTE! RISETTE!

It's all so beautiful! Rise cheered, her voice drowned out by the screeching of the helicopter and the crescendo of the crowd. The payload swayed to and fro, rippling her XXXXXXXXXXXL idol dress she had custom ordered. It wasn't enough to cover every inch of her pleasing curves but she wanted to leave a few things to the imagination of her fans. Rise's ride began its initial decent into the stadium as the lights went out. The only thing visible was a rainbow-like sea from the dim shine of the crowd's glow sticks. Her fans cheered louder and louder as they could tell who was approaching. No one else had a shadow that immense. 

"la....dies an-huff- gentle....You-huf-Num....ber 1...Idol...hass....arr-hufff-ived!" Rise announced through the headpiece strapped to her swollen face. The air-carrier dropped the slab to the stage, causing the entire stadium to shake and quake. As it lifted off, the lights came on in a sudden flash as everyone could see Rise in her full glory. 

The overtime she and Kanami has spent feeding her paid off as the crowd's deafening roar shook the building as much as Rise's body did. Before them, Rise sat immobilized on the metal slab as her gut hung off the edge. Her ass cheeks towered over her head, pushing off the back side of her cradle. (Rise found it to be awesome to rest her head on but she couldn't afford to do it now). The thickness of her hips were swollen orbs of beauty and glory as they matched her bountiful breasts. Rise prayed that her bra wouldn't break apart like it had done during practices that week. The last thing she needed was a scandal that rivaled American performers as she heaved her arms an inch or two into the air. 

"Ish...ama-wheeze-zing to...see all-gasp-of you....here...ton-huff-ight!" The stands were packed tight, every person there easily in the hundreds of pounds. They way their bodies bounced, smacking off one another, as they all wanted to be noticed by Risette made the elephantine idol blush with delight. "And I tink-gasp-ever-gasp-one 'ere can -huff- see me juuuuurrrrrpppst fine!~" She could hear voices from the crowd calling and chanting, hoping that the girl they idolized would hear them. 

"You look great Risette~"

"We love you!"

"Now now -huff- Risette..." A chipper yet bellowing voice called from offstage. you can't -wheeze- start the show...without US!" Kanami began to waddle from stage left, showing off her stunning figure to the crowd. The cow-sized idol precariously teetered back and forth, her exposed belly slapping the stage again and again as she got to Rise's side. The frills of her dress were stuck on the hip-shelf she had grown in as her navel was exposed to the crowd and TV audiences at home. She didn't mind since this was they had been working towards. "Kanamin...Kitchen...is ready-huff-to play ton-gasp-ight too, you know?" Kanami leaned into Rise's waterbed body, needing a rest as their opening act was a daunting two and a half minute tune. 

"I tink...dey're...-huff- ready too...ight?" Rise asked the crowd, an open hand towards them. The venue shook once more with thousands of excited voiced, eager to enjoy the night of flabby fashion and pudgy performances. "Dish...-huff- is....Ris-gasp-ett'ss! buw...Big! De...buh..."

"I could-hulp-n't have said...it better...mys-hurp-elf!" Kanami announced, waving for her fat friends from Kanamin Kitchen to join them on stage. The music began to roll in as Rise gave a nearby camera a wink, pointing to it adamantly.

"DISH...ISH FOR YU...SENPAI!" She cheered as she began her first number, already out of breath from that last cry. 

---

"For a girl who must weight five tons, she's still got a decent vocal range." Chie noted as she was wedged in the Dojima couch alongside Yukiko. Naoto had arranged the tables from the dining room to give herself enough room to sit and enjoy the show as Nanako was resigned to 'sitting' on the floor with her belly-boards. The entirity of the living room was packed to bursting with blubber as Yu tried his best to move since, in his infinite wisdom, he thought sitting between Chie and Yukiko was a good idea. 

"I guess...she's practicing more than eating..." Yu joked, gently pushing Yukiko's stomach aside as Chie's hips were pushing into his pelvis, resulting in a few awkward grunts and moans as he tried to get free of the wall of wobbling flesh. 

Naoto let out a loud 'ahem' as she got his attention, "So Yu-senpai...do you know what she means when she says 'this is for you'?"

"To be honest...I have no idea."