#martinobese

[gorgin-gals-muses]

Preds that need only a beckoning hand and a pat on their lardy gut to tell you what's about to happen.

[gorgin-gals-muses]

Martina watched as the smaller woman was marched up into her view, sitting swaddled in her uniform-stretching flab as the prisoner stood tall... though, between the elevation, and the sheer fat of her own ass, Martina still towered over her. The dough-blob director squinted. Enough hope in her to dash against the rocks, it seemed.

"You seem to have been doing rather well for yourself, given your position."

"Arranged for her too. I can correct that so she arrives here shortly. I have a few tools and such on route to the lab as well for my own usage. Having time to set them up would be beneficial."

Kokonoe had no issue in letting the prey see whom would be devouring them in less than five days time. Her eyes went from the massive woman to her datapad where she tapped on it a few times with her pudgy fingers.

"I shall be off then. I got work to do and I don't wish to disappoint. By your leave."

She nodded, the best social graces on can get out of Kokonoe as her wide rump wobbled out of the room as to get to labs quickly enough.

Sure enough, a guard soon emerged to notify of Nicole's arrival. She was in a simple prison jumpsuit at this point and had her hands behind her back, locked with cuffs. A small team of guards stayed close to her though the feisty pinkette was aware of the hopeless effort it would be to run or attempt anything. She was truly locked in with the dominate mass of woman. She said nothing, glaring at the immense woman.

Curvy and still somehow ravishing in her more unkempt prison looks, it was clear that her beauty had been a leading cause in her charisma.

[pudgy-planets]

The fact that Esmeraude’s main two rivals are Martinobese and a Girl who happens to be a Squirrel-

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@pudgy-planets

Anyone wanna play the Pred Roulette?

[gorgin-gals-muses]

Martina reclining on a chair that's tilted farther backward, trapping someone under her rolls of slick backfat instead of her indomitable ass.

They squirm for much longer this way, making her hum and jostle into them as their face tries desperately to breathe through her lard-covered shoulder blades.

[gorgin-gals-muses]

📖 Martina

"Stay out of trouble in our city if you don't want to get locked up~."

[gorgin-gals-muses]

Still currently frothingly addicted the the concept of belly service so maybe Martina getting her navel eaten out would be hot-.

[gorgin-gals-muses]

I need to partake in more Martina, I think...

Though she's probably got her sights on a detective to do away with... even if it doesn't last.

[gorgin-gals-muses]

"Bring in the next chef quickly now. When one owns so many 5 star restaurants worldwide, they might feel inclined to leave picking the cream from the crop up to their subordinates. This is why Amaterasu Corporation is different from its competitors."

"..."

"Oh my! My intel department says this one was sent by..."

"A dear friend, hmm? A lazy job of hiding it, too. Notify her that a little pet of hers wandered into here, please. Lift me up as well. I need her kept under wraps."

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Not like Martina hasn't been building up resistances to various poisons. She knows her gluttony could be a serious weakness, and she doesn't want to keep it in check more than she has to.

[gorgin-gals-muses]

Martina more like

Cocktail

Just because she's the leader of a mega-conglomerate's evil police force and security department doesn't mean she can't sip a cocktail from a martini glass that's as tall as she is.

[gorgin-gals-muses]

Miss Martina, are you sure you want to work on the night of Christmas Eve? Wouldn't you want to celebrate?

"Apologies for not asking in a more... timely manner, but simply put, since Makoto was choosing to work on Christmas Eve, I simply decided to follow in his example. As his closest competitor, I keep my department running to keep up with his plans; and eventually work to exceed them."

"I can celebrate as I work rather comfortably. I just need to dress and eat for the occasion, correct?"

"A woman of my size and position maintains an impeccable work-life balance at all times."

[gorgin-gals-muses]

True.

Maybe she separates her prey between the prisoners that have actually broken the law (or have been improperly framed, at least) and her "girlfriends" she shows her sappy, saccharine kindness to. There's definitely a difference between her pets and her pantry-fillers.

[gorgin-gals-muses]

Okay but now I'm thinking of Martina again-

I like giving her position as the biggest top dog in Amaterasu Corp, with the aim of fattening up and eating everyone who steps out of line.

But the idea of "telling her prey exactly what she's going to do to them and forcefeeding them into her round, ripe blob snacks, watching the despair on their faces as they grow larger against their will" is now fighting with "promising care and rehabilitation and acting like a messianic mother figure to her slowly fattening prisoners until they're so fat and drunk on adoration that she can't resist eating them."

Not technically mutually exclusive but not sure which is more interesting.

[gorgin-gals-muses]

Oh fuuuuuck nearly forgot about him.

Definitely in a bit of a friendly, if highly politically volatile, rivalry with Martina.

Yomi used to be completely at his throat and wanted him dead on the streets, and Martina has reason to want the same...

But she does like being more polite and cordial about the whole thing. It's a fun game of mind chess trying to uncover his secrets.

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@pudgy-planets

Beyond only the most elusive of closed doors, of course. They're enemies, aren't they?

Only other way that could ever happen would be if Martina "captured" a behated enemy at hyper-advanced, antimatter-rifle gunpoint, "forced" her to give belly service, and kept her chained and collared up all until her own forces bust through the wall to "rescue" her.