Mmmph, mmmph... Ada grunted as she shoved another macaron into her mouth, chewing and chomping as it dripped and spilled onto her chest. The only part of her that had remained relatively small. She had had been stuffing her face to the cost of her mobility, leaving her as a massive immobile blob. She couldn't even see past her belly. Not that it mattered since she had built drones to deliver her food, allowing her to become even fatter. Her suspenders had snapped and her belly rolls peaked out from under her jacket as an advancing tide of flab. It was a possibility less than zero, however, that she'd ever admit she had gained weight.