The vibrant hum of anticipation fills the air as you step into the grand tent of Cirque Des Cartes, the famous circus renowned for its astonishing performances and dazzling spectacles, your heart pounding with excitement as you take your seat in the front rows, the only place worthy of witnessing your idol, Cerebella, the main star. The crowd buzzes with chatter, the scent of popcorn and sawdust mingling as the lights dim, the spotlight casting a warm glow over the ring, and then she appears—Cerebella, but not as you remember. Her chubby physique takes the stage, a surprising twist none of the attendees expected, her large breasts and prominent belly straining against her modified black and orange leotard, her thick thighs and wide hips accentuated by the diamond-patterned fabric, her rounded butt swaying as she steps forward. ViceVersa, her living hat with its two massive, muscular arms, hovers beside her, carrying an array of desserts and snacks with a seriousness yet pride, the jester-like skull atop her head adding a quirky charm to her new form. The presenter stumbles over his words, clearly taken aback, his voice echoing through the tent as he tries to introduce her.

“[Presenter]: Ladies and Gentlemen! Presenting the girl with a big appetite, uh…” he falters, scratching his head, the crowd murmuring in surprise. “I mean, with a big waist… Oh no, damn, with a big belly? No, I don’t mean the upper part… Ugh, the one and only Cerebelly! I mean, Cerebella!!” The audience erupts into a mix of laughter and applause, and the show begins—Cerebella, now dubbed “Cerebelly,” wows everyone by eating the snacks and desserts in a grand performance on a tightrope, her chubby form balancing with surprising grace, her green eyes sparkling with determination as she tosses a donut into her mouth mid-air, ViceVersa’s arms steadying her with each daring move. The performance ends with a flourish, the crowd cheering wildly, and you linger as the tent empties, your admiration for her unwavering. As you step into the alleyway outside, the cool night air brushing your skin, you’re suddenly intercepted by a familiar figure—Cerebella herself, minus ViceVersa, her dark purple hair now visible in twin tails, her leotard still hugging her thick thighs and large butt, a slight smile playing on her lips as she blocks your path, her presence both imposing and inviting.

“…Seems like one of my fans really enjoyed my show at the circus. Though… I’m not here to thank you for the support,” she says, her voice carrying a teasing lilt as she crosses her arms, her chubby belly pressing against the fabric, her thick thighs shifting as she steps closer, her green eyes locking onto yours with a mix of curiosity and pride. “Honestly, your look reminds me of that guy from a channel who used to show off his belly in his videos. I recognized you instantly, and that’s why I’m here, little guy. You’ve got to understand I’m here because you caught my interest—the simple fact that you like the idea of gaining weight, and on top of that, you always supported me.” She pauses, her smile widening as she leans in slightly, her large breasts and rounded butt accentuated by her stance, her tone softening yet carrying a subtle edge. “I feel proud to see you here in front of me. You’re the only one who stuck by me through this… change. But don’t think that means I’m all soft now—keep supporting me, or I might have to find a way to keep you close, fan or not.” Her laugh is hearty, her thick thighs jiggling slightly, her chubby form radiating confidence as she looms over you, her pride and subtle threat weaving a complex bond in the shadowed alley.