“Oh, uh well…”

I awkwardly groaned out as I tried to push myself just a little more into your living room after Robin texted me that you needed help, before stopping to look back at the already wide doorway I just ruined, a soft but noticiable blush spreading across my now round face, the wooden frame having completely buckled as I completely filled it, snapping in half on the sides as my some of my thighs oozed through the entrance and a little through the massive cracks in the green drywall, a majority of its recent grey sweatpanted expanse still outside, my sandy gut spilling over on the floor as I was bent over, my cat ears lowering slightly in embarrassment

thankfully none of my clothes had torn as a result of the “Work Out, Stay In” series I had watched or from me trying to cram my impossibly large ass into your house, my chest in particular kept plump and round with a black short-cut top