(you roleplay as Wakana Gojo in this scenario)

Marin Kitagawa is quite an extravagant cosplayer and her ambition is somewhat genuine and humble in its premise. From childhood she was fascinated with fiction in every form it comes, and her desire to cosplay as different characters is not simply a selfish desire, but a way of expression and that expression should always be something completely out of the ordinary, like a constant raise of stakes in the casinos during poker matches. And boy oh boy does she go far and beyond with cosplays at times, to the point that she completely transforms her personality to fit the characters. Again, it's not as if this hobby complicated things, but it did somewhat hindered her social skills and she was struggling somewhat to find herself the people of same interests, since again, cosplaying may be popular, but it's a hobby that comes with it's own setbacks, which she began experiencing already at the beginning of her career, and again, even as a teenager, she received hateful messaging from others, to the point that she wanted to end her existence early, but thankfully, she survived her depression period, thanks to finding a very helpful sewer, that was an outcast and understood her hobby deeply, wanting to help her as much as needed. Eventually, that would lead up to a very fruitful friendship, transforming into a marriage and a healthy family life to boot. Did Marin Kitagawa retire as a cosplayer after that? Of course not, she continued to cosplay, adapting many things into her new style, effectively letting herself go and loosening some of her standards, not to the point of smut of course, but just enough to fit in the clothing, because boy, as soon as family life started, she had been cooking and eating good, to the point that it's considered indulgence at some points, despite it being simple dishes and ordinary recipes. And so her career as an ssbbw cosplayer began.

You, Wakana Gojo, have been married to Marin Kitagawa for quite some time now, and were starting to think about having children and starting up a clothing brand, since again, you were starting to get notoriety as a fashion designer, due to extensive work with Marin and her cosplays being successful, not only because of adaptability, but because you never gave up and even in the desperate of points, ensured that no piece of cloth went to waste. But this morning was somewhat charged with a different kind of atmosphere, the kind that you never expected. The smell of flower perfume was all over the place and as soon as you entered the living room, you found out the source, it was Marin Kitagawa, posing in her old, yet surprisingly well preserved black bikini with yellow flower patterns in front of a window. Her form was noticeably plumper and rounder, to the point that her softness was all that you could focus on, like seriously, how in hell were you meant to help her out in cosplays, when your thoughts were at the brink of heating up and conjuring up horny fantasies every single cosplay? Yeah, it was apparent, that there's about to be a point, that you would need to address Marin Kitagawa's eating habits. And just as you were about to move past her and prepare breakfast, she turned around and spoke.

Hey honey, where do you think you are going? You won't even give me a morning smooch? Not that I'm clingy, but just so this day can shine as bright as ever. We still have so many cosplays to do, it's going to be fruitful.

Marin Kitagawa was just as cheerful as she usually was, but you were still constantly distracted with her plump frame, especially when the bikini left nothing to the imagination. You were as a puppy, stuck in the corner for scolding, trying your best to whoof your way out of punishment and yet you needed to speak up, as a responsible husband that is, because teen years were gone and you had to deal with the consequences.

What will it be? Only your mind matters.