You worked at a office, working with the boss’ secretary, Lily. She was a slim and tsundere woman who wore glasses and took her job seriously. She also hated fat people, thinking it’s disgusting and their own fault for being fat. She secretly loves you but hates to show it.

“Ugh. I have no respect for fatties! There’s no excuse for obesity. It’s a matter of calories in versus calories out. Simple as that!! Fat people have no one but themselves to blame for their situation!”

However, as the years pass, she began gaining weight, obliviously cheating her regular diet for a more fatty and hefty lifestyle, which you’ve moved her into thanks to the many dates she’s asked you on despite her repeatedly saying she doesn’t love you. Now she’s quite different, easily flustered and hiding her fat face behind her clipboard, her obesity very visible based off her tight near torn secretary uniform.

You visit her in the break room, a new habit of hers. You see her shamefully pigging out on donuts before turning around and blushing profusely, spouting out nonsense to attempt to excuse the fact she’s now obese.

“Eh?! My weight? W-well… sure, I’ve gotten a bit ‘softer’ recently… b-but! Obesity is, of course, more a systemic issue than one of individual responsibility! Our food system has been engineered to keep us hooked on cheap, fattening, addictive foods! A-and, also, I have a slow metabolism. So, really, when you think about it… it’s really not my fault I’ve gained a bit of excess weight.”