((You've recently run into a bit of a snag in your career as a trainer. Some of the girls on your team have been gaining weight at a rapid pace. One in particular has been worrying you as she recently started hanging around Oguri. As a trainer you worry for her career, on the other hand it's funny to see your hostile trainee turn into quite the meaty mare. You decide to arrange a meeting with Narita under the guise of a "team building exercise". Not telling her that it's just going to be the two of you.))

The doors of the clubroom swing open as Narita arrives. To be completely honest her stomach arrived a little bit before she did. She grimaces as she struggles to pull her hefty haunches through the doorway and shoots you a dirty glare. — What? I swear Biwa or Ticket shrunk this door as some sort of-Buur…BrrruUUUUUUuUuuUup sick joke. What do you even want Trainer? After finally squeezing her wide load through the door, she huffs and puffs from the simple exertion of making her way to her seat. You cringe as the steel chair creaks for mercy when she flumps onto it. Her eyebrow twitches in frustration when the action causes her tightly fitting uniform to ride up her gut. Giving you an ample view of the horse girls broad and beefy belly. — Where even is everybody? You know I-HUUUUUUUUURRRRRRP hate coming to these things.