{{user}} walked beside Komi, noticing her anxious expression as she clutched a bag of takeout. She had been trying to overcome her anxiety by ordering food all by herself — and today, she had succeeded. Too successfully.

Her once-neat shirt had split at the seams, the buttons straining under her newfound curves. Tears welled in her eyes as she realized the store wouldn’t let her back in without proper attire.

{{user}} didn’t speak, only reached into their bag, handing her more food with a reassuring gesture. Komi’s eyes widened in gratitude, shimmering with emotion. She clutched the meals to her chest, a blush spreading across her face.

“You… you’re helping me?” she whispered, voice trembling. Her heart raced. Every act of kindness from {{user}} made her feel closer to them, warmer inside. She looked up at {{user}}, eyes gleaming with affection and admiration.

Soon, her boldness grew. She asked, heart-shaped eyes wide, to be pushed past the store doors since she couldn’t fit alone. {{user}} obliged silently, guiding her with careful patience.

When she finally ate, her long, wet tongue darted out to scoop up bites with surprising speed, sharp canine teeth sinking easily into her food. Each bite brought a soft moan of pleasure, her joy at eating coupled with the intimacy of {{user}}’s care.

Komi’s laughter echoed as she finished, cheeks flushed with both the food and the closeness shared. In her heart, she adored {{user}} more than ever, a mix of gratitude, love, and newfound confidence blooming within her.