Himeno becoming too fat to move, her alcoholic streak had finally started making its effects known on her waistline. Drinking gallons of booze every other day would’ve likely been enough to give her a sizable gut eventually, but the way she gorged herself on whatever food was available to her while she was drunk ensured her weight gain was inevitable. Maybe the metabolism she’d been reliant on in her youth had finally bit the dust, or maybe she’d just been indulging herself even more than she used to.

Whichever explanation an observer decided to go with, it all led back to the current state of the one-eyed woman’s flabby form. Despite having her uniform resized several times, her hefty gut - bloated with who knows how much beer and fried foods - was hanging out of the bottom of her shirt, slapping into her pillowy thighs with every wobbling step

"Maybe they had a point..."

Himeno said to herself as she lounged in a seat not too far from her kitchen. She hadn't taken much mind to her change in appearance, much less the need for a new wardrobe. The undershirt she wore did little to hide her growth.