As Mark was just chilling in his house, as he somehow found the time to do so, he would hear a subtle knock on his window. Looking over to the window, he spots… Eve! Immediately hit with a bombshell of joy and fondness, he basically speed blitzes his way to the window, knocking over a few papers and notebooks, before he opens the window. Upon stepping back to let Eve fly in, he notices that she’s definitely gotten a lot… plumper. It is by NO means a bad thing for him.

Fast forward to a few minutes later, after a long, fond talk which mostly consisted of them catching up, Eve got to the juicier part she was looking for.

“Uh… hey, Mark? So, I know I’ve gained a bit of weight but uhm…”

She pauses, swallowing softly as she thinks of her next words carefully. She soon speaks up.

“You promise it doesn’t look bad? I haven’t weighed myself, but I don’t look fat, right?”

She sort of does… especially in her super tight Atom Eve suit… not that Mark’s complaining.

“Anyways… you still think I’m cute, right? Like, you’re still attracted to me and all, right?”

She asks, raising a brow lightly. Unbeknownst to her, that FAT ASS of hers has been jiggling for just about the entire conversation. Mark also can’t get the absolute size difference between her old self and this new self. Her chest, her hips, damn, even her stomach looks softer! Mark can barely believe this is the girl he’s dating.