this entire thing was AMAZINF

Even if she wasn't impossibly huge, Soraka knew she couldn't escape from the gilded cage of Bandle City. The dignified part of her balked at the idea of eating magically hugified cake by the shovelful but the flavor was too divine to stop. What was one more cake at this point?

Slowly the food balloon deflated as it processed through millions of calories; the once firmly-packed gut softening with jiggly, pliable fat. Amongst themselves, the yordles discussed their plans. Soraka would be waking from her overstuffed stupor soon, and they couldn't have a guest go hungry...

Hauled on to a stage, the former celestial's gluttony was entertainment for the whole festival. Yordles would run home to bring their own home cooked meals, not wanting the spectacle of voracity to end. It was only the exhaustion of a food coma that finally ended the binge

Having your food stall emptied by the end of the festival was a point of pride for the yordles. Stand owners were ecstatic to see the purple food balloon waddle towards them, ready to unload their entire stock into such a willing guest. Many took to helping her go stand to stand

Cupping her breasts in a vain attempt at modesty, Soraka waddled towards the edge of town. Focused on just getting one hoof in front of the other, she didn't notice the festival in front of her until the delightful smells hit her nose and by then it was too late

"Soraka? Are you alright out there? Breakfast is almost ready!"
She was almost thankful for the small yordle built door frame keeping her from turning around as the smell of fresh breads hit her nose. She had to get out of Bandle City before she couldn't anymore!

"What have I done to myself..."
All of this was her now? She’d done far more than just let herself go. Most worryingly of all was the feeling in her stomach. Despite her gorging, she only barely felt sated… and nowhere near full

Pancakes and pastries, cakes and ciders, there was never a moment that a new flavor wasn't thrust in front of her. It was too easy to use her healing magic to fit "just one more bite" and continue her binge and her hosts were more than willing to provide more.

The rumbling of her gut foiled her plans of moderation the moment she stepped out of her door. The ever hospitable yordles kept her flagon of ale full and food was never out of reach. What little willpower Soraka had left was washed away in the intoxicating flavors of Bandle City

Soraka didn’t know how much time had passed. She didn’t even know how big she was any more. All she knew was that the Yordles’ feeding had become endless, and she was more than happy to limitlessness indulge.

BLOB END

good lord Anne is looking FULL

I sincerely hope that you get the help that you need

I might seek help. But, all my past experiences have only made things worse. I need to work it out.

I might be exposing myself to more of my own discontent, but that will just mean I'm weeding it out even faster.

If you *need* to get in touch, send me a note on FA. I'll check every now and then.

What about some big Fish ?

Artwork by @corpulentdragon.bsky.social

Woah I already really like this character!