#muse: sarah

[shxdowofdarkness]

[Open | @ivycovestarters]

Sarah had been walking around Ivy Cove and nothing looked familiar to her. All she remembered was that she blacked out when running away from the black magic that was threatening vampires and the next she was here. None of her friends in sight and everything was so different. She had just started getting used to being a vampire and now this? Seeing someone in the distance she called out to them. “Hello? I don’t mean to bother you but can you help me?” 

[meep9898]

@meatymidnightmultiverse "Is it your big heart? Or those big c-cute e-eyes?"

"While you flatter me in ways I do not deserve, what I see is bigger than any of those things."

In case it wasn't entirely clear, she's placing her palm right on Claire's belly, giving the ball of flab a gentle squeeze.

[savingthrcw]

@honorhearted Ben x Sarah

The first part of the assignment was nothing new to Sarah: play girlfriend with a coworker so they'd both be able to infiltrate a company and obtain the necessary intel. Even so, sharing a house long-term and inviting people in to become a part of the community would require a certain amount of coordination, they couldn't improvise like on a regular mission. The second part was something that hadn't been disclosed to Tallmadge yet, and wouldn't be until they were sure they could proceed: pretending to be in love with the whole world including the CIA so that they could find the rest of the traitors, if Benjamin Tallmadge didn't turn out to be one of them. But Sarah knew, being one of the few people director Graham knew he could truly count on, and that meant they'd need to be even more prepared.

So after the director was done explaining the situation to her colleague, who was now in her team, Sarah waited for them to be alone so she could breach the subject. "Before we go packing, let's discuss the details of this mission," she suggested coolly, "If we are meant to act as a couple who has recently moved in together, we can't risk appearing uncomfortable with one another. We should know what to expect and what our boundaries are."

"How familiar are you with this type of cover? Do you already have a set of rules?"

[flabby-flattie-fatties]

(Girls who make fun of other fatties only for them to end up even fatter in the future)

[illbeyoursunshine]

Soooo...I almost was arrested for assault today

[stuffed-starfield]

Of course! Here you are!

He set before her a really, really big slice.

"You certainly have different definitions of the size of a slice, anon. But thank you, I could do with this right now." She said, picking the slice up and taking a large bite of it, enjoying the thick layers of cheese and tomato puree. She hadn't had pizza in a long time. "Perfect." She sighed happily.

[coreofgold]

@wvsteria​ for Sarah 

“Hey are you okay ?”  Dizzy asks, grabbing a bottle of water from her bag.  “Do you need water ?” 

[mad3lyncline]

𝑫𝑹𝑬𝑾 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑬𝒀 & 𝑴𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑳𝒀𝑵 𝑪𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑬 . Outer Banks ( 2020 – ) .

[savingthrcw]

Sarah chuckled at the 'as we've already established, I could've easily won over your woman', he hadn't missed his chance to use it right away and that was admittedly pretty funny.

"What kind of dancing?" he asked. "I can hold my own well enough, but I've also never tried...and I never shy away from a challenge."

She looked at him curiously, but it was good for him to know, since he was supposed to 'date' her later on. "Ballroom, sorry. I can do any kind of dancing, obviously," she shrugged, because after all it was just dancing, not nuclear physics, "But I prefer a slow dance between two people than the kind you see in a night club. Which obviously I've had to do on my missions... You were never asked to dance in yours?" Ah, right, he was a man. If he went on a field mission it was likely to steal data by acting as someone who worked in the place, or shoot people, not to make a fool of himself wearing some skimpy costume. Still, bitterness aside, at least this time he'd get to dance too since it was nothing strange for a couple. "Now that we are undercover, if your coworkers ask you to bring your girlfriend somewhere maybe you'll get your chance."

She kept eating while they spoke, smiling at their banter now. "Maybe when this mission is over the three of us can hit clubs," she told Caleb, only partly because of her secondary mission as the girlfriend of the real Ben. "And then I'll have to challenge Ben to dance with me in front of you. He said he won't shy away from one..."

Ben chuckled in spite of himself, rolling his eyes. "Well, it is admittedly odd whenever Brewster 'talks me up,' but it happens every now and then. Since that's what a good friend is supposed to do."

"Oi! I'm nothin' but a great friend!" Caleb deflected. "For instance, as we've already established, I could've easily won over your woman, but I've refrained for the sake of 'boy code.'" His brow furrowed. "Or is that 'girl code?' I don't think we menfolk have a code."

"Yes, well I'd prefer if you spoke in Morse code so that there'd be less talking," Ben teased.

To his surprise, she brought up dancing, of all things, and he watched her with mounting skepticism. Unless a knife was caught between her teeth during some sort of tango, he found it difficult to believe.

"What kind of dancing?" he asked. "I can hold my own well enough, but I've also never tried...and I never shy away from a challenge."

"That's right, he doesn't," Caleb agreed. "Though that might turn out to be an 'unfortunately for you' kinda scenario."

"I could take you dancing," Ben reaffirmed, looking to Sarah. "So long as you don't mind my potential 'two left feet,' this could possibly work in our favor." Being seen in public, after all, could further sell their ruse. Lifting his wine glass in a mocking salute, he added, "Waltzing while making soufflés would be impressive, you realize. Don't sell yourself short."

The apple game...

Caleb laughed at his embarrassment, playfully socking him on the arm. "Aye," he agreed, "Benny comes through every now and then. But I promise ya, Sarah: this is the best chicken I've ever tasted."

"Ever?" Ben asked, skeptical. "Now I know you're just sucking up."

"Sucking up her beauty," he agreed, mockingly fluttering his lashes. "Still, I'd pay to see her take you dancing, Tallboy. That'll be one for the books."

"You won't be invited," Ben said firmly. "There's a little saying called 'three's a crowd,' so maybe you should get used to that."

[meep9898]

By the time she finds a way to exit her shop, she may have some trouble getting her hips through the door.

[savingthrcw]

!!!! you pick any of my male muses ^u^ @retrograderesemblance [plotted starter 01/??] from x meme - Sarah and Kaz

Sarah had lost track of Kaz because Jesper was in danger, and she was not one to leave a man behind, even if her only mission was the former. But after that she had quickly followed the men who had grabbed him, and was easily allowed to pass by the one left behind who had dropped his attention at the sight of her batting eyelashes and revealing dress, who didn't suspect her one bit. She had run into the room and straight to the one Grisha and knocking him out with a flying kick before he could use his powers; a moment after that, she had started beating the men out of her way one after the other, and in one heads-slam case two at the same time. Avoiding a bullet with a flip, she tossed her knife with deadly precision at the shooter, and with that everything was well again. Her usually glacial expression morphed into a concerned frown as she reached Kaz, "Are you alright?"

Bodyguard instead of assassin meant feeling responsible for him, that her goal was protection and not death, an adjustment that after years of forcing herself to be detached felt hard to accepted, but she couldn't help feeling worried for him not that it was an option again.

[flabby-flattie-fatties]

12, 24, 21 for Zeri and/or MF.

"Are you sure this is on the schedule?" Zeri said with a big sigh as she finished off her third donut, resting against a chair as she absentmindedly lowered her yoga-pants enough to let her belly spill out fully.

"It is on the schedule, dear. I know I'm very lenient when it comes to what we do with our free time, but if it is on the schedule we simply had to adhere to it. Even I have to follow the rules. Besides, some people might up getting lazy and fat if they skip too many training sessions" Sarah said, still sitting down on a couch that was pretty much on it's last legs, the poor things were so bent that they could almost form a U, it was simply a miracle the things hadn't snapped, specially since she was on her 20th slice of carrot cake.

“Oh, I simply couldn't agree more" Zeri said, looking at the display of absolute obesity and overindulgence in front of her. Not like she was one to talk.

Both women looked at each other, grinning, thinking about how could someone let go to such extremes and still not realize what they had done. Both kept stuffing their faces, not being able to resist the call of more calories. "At least I'm not as fat as her" they both thought as they kept guzzling down food like it was water.

Sarah snicker as she did her best to get off the couch, a task that has become a workout in it of itself. She pressed her arms against the armrests, her arms shaking weakly, unused to any kind of effort that wasn't cramming more carrot cake down her throat. The task itself was made even harder thanks to the sheer width of the newly-promoted-admiral's hips.

Thanks to a few misleading reports, Miss Fortune had received quite the promotion, one that came with an even higher spendable income, as as a new wardrobe... One that was she was really outgrowing.

Her arms had completely outgrown the sleeves of her jacket, causing Jinx to burn it before the bunny could suspect anything. Her newly dyed yellow and pink hair was glistening with grease from her diet. Her bodysuit was so tight that even small holes had started to form around the area where her belly divided into two, not to mention transparent enough to see the newly formed cellulite around the bottom of her gut.

As she somehow finally stood up, Zeri noticed one key feature was missing... Her leggings. She had absolutely torn them up the same day she had received them, so now she was left with her bodysuit, like almost like a one piece bikini, that was being absolutely devoured by a set of buns the size of a couch each. Two massive doughy boulders of pale lard, covered in thick layer of cellulite, swaying and wobbling as if they were a bubble head toy in a bumpy road. Worst part, that little cotton tail, almost invisible compared to the sheer size of her backside? That was real. The same experiment that had given her her prominent bunny teeth had also gifted her with a little white tail, almost like a laughably reminder of the sheer absurdity of her size.

"Ready to -wheeze- burn some chub?~" Sarah said in a mocking tone, well, she tried to, it was hard when she was already covered in sweat and trying to catch her breath.

Zeri smiled, patting the others backside with a little condescending tone "Oh, trust me, I'm ready to see you burn some meat"

The whole Headquarters shook. Vayne and Jinx giggled between themselves as they secretly watched the security cameras from their room.

Aura watched with both awe and worry as her two superiors walked by. A cacophony of wheezing, panting, sweaty rolls smacking against each other, paintings and furniture being thrown to the ground as both women were simply too wide and tired to try to avoid any of it. She could see their legs trembling in exhaustion, ready to give out at any second... Was this her eventual fate? She pondered, all the while unable to stop eating another donut in her desk.

"What's the -wheeze- matter captain? -wheeze- I thought you were going to -huff- take the lead" Zeri said as she rested against the wall, taking a quick break to catch her breath, cleaning the sweat from her brow.

It took Sarah a few seconds to be able to regain enough air to form even part of a coherent sentence, she was leaning against her poor thighs, red-faced and exhausted "I'm just... Saving my energy for the workout... Any leader knows that" she said, trying to act confident despite being almost an entire room behind.

Both women eventually made it into the gym room, coughing up a storm as the door open, revealing a plethora of dirty, old, rusty, and dusty equipment. The room hadn't been used in years by that point.

"Maybe I do need to enforce the training routines a bit more" Sarah said, a bit surprised, though then again, Vayne and Jinx said they were working out in their rooms, so maybe this was why.

“I supposed I can start with the treadmill?" Zeri said, groaning a bit as she lifted her doughy leg onto the old equipment. Thankfully it didn't have any armrests, however, it did groan and slightly sunk as she stepped in it.

"Of course you would, you little show off" Miss Fortune said with a little giggle "I will try the weights"

The weights were in almost a worst condition than the machines. Not only did they have dust and cobwebs, most of them were missing, only leaving the 10 pound ones.

At the same time, both women starting their workout.

Zeri, on her end, started the machine at the lowest setting; it was a common practice to start slow and slightly increase the speed constantly. However, even the lowest one was giving her issues. She could barely keep up, her thunderous thighs rubbing against each other like she was trying to start a fire, which she might as well have.

The sudden shake and wobble of her gut was really making her tight belt struggle. Worst thing, Zeri's ego simply couldn't take it. She upped the speed to the second level. She waddled as fast as her legs could carry her, her wrecking ball of a booty swaying widely from side to side, her belly bouncing like a beachball as she did a little jog. However, those little jumps proved too much for her poor belt, as the buckle out of her suit, letting her belly pour out, but also hit the poor machine, which simply started sparking and suddenly shot down.

On her end, Sarah wasn't doing much better. She was painful weak, even those 10 pound dumbbells were proving quite difficult for her already tired body. She had managed to lift each around ten times, but she could barely move her arms anymore.

She decided that maybe an actual barbell might be better. She slowly strutted towards them, accidentally bumping into every single bike that was on her way.

She got in position, she did a little squad to lift them, and

SHRRRRRRRRIIIP

Her poor bodysuit couldn't take it. It wasn't even her booty, that part was already almost naked, it was actually her backfat that just force the material way too much. Her backfat rolls spilled to the sides as the poor admiral simply blushed.

Both met up at the middle, drenched in sweat, with a smile that clearly spelled problems.

"So, how was the work out?" Zeri said, trying her best to pull her shirt down to try and hide her dangling gut.

“O-Oh, wonderful! I hadn't lifted so much in years, what about the treadmill"

“I-It was great! A bit too easy for me, but you know, I don't like to brag"

Almost in unison, as the other was about to ask for the clearly obvious wardrobe malfunction, their bellies let out a hungry growl.

“I guess a good workout does open up the appetite!"

"My coach always say to treat myself after a productive day!"

"Careful not to treat yourself too much, might gain more than what you lost" Sarah smirked as the tapped the other in her backside.

"You're one to talk, captain!"

Both women left, not realizing the little scanner looking over them, as an old TV screen read out their weights... 800 pounds for Sarah, 600 for Zeri... And from the looks of it, those weren't going to come down.

[meep9898]

"Be careful what you wish for, dear. Not everything in my story is pleasant." Gracefully 'dancing' in the kitchen with Claire, Sarah starts working on the pork cutlets, soon having them ready to be deep-fried. "Excellent. I assume some pork would be appropriate for this pair of soon-to-be pigs~?"

"I'll hold you to that... Because I want to know you even better." Snuggling up behind Sarah, Claire will adjust as needed to allow the woman to shuffle about the kitchen only to return once more to that spot. "Mmm... I think this is more than enough."

[illbeyoursunshine]

[stuffed-starfield]

Another love from another life (Short drabble)

Another day, another meeting about Constellation finances with Walter. Sarah's least favourite type of meeting. She knew Walter wanted to finance everything from his own considerable wealth, but that didn't help alleviate the guilt Sarah felt for accepting that. She always felt that she should do more to find money from other sources, not relying on the kindness of their wealthiest member.

"One day, I'll find a way to repay him. Or at least make sure he doesn't have to pay as much." She said aloud to herself as she sat down on her bed, sighing heavily. The was a sudden gust of air through her room, and a large platter of cupcakes was placed on her bedside table. They looked fresh, and her favourite type. "What? How did...?" She already found herself eating one, it was delicious!

This wasn't the first time this had happened. It had started when that Starborn had arrived. The Starstrider, she had called herself. But surely she couldn't have been doing this? They had encountered other Starborn and they never did this sort of thing.

Meanwhile, outside her door, The Feeder sighed and rested her head against the door. "Sarah...if only I could tell you...my love." She said softly to herself, looking down at her hand, where a wedding ring still remained. Starborn usually lost everything material they possessed when they crossed over into a new Universe, part of cost of traversing the Multiverse. But this had remained. A ring. From another life. Another Sarah...

[coreofgold]

let me take a look at your injury. - Sarah to Baymax

Old Memes || @lcvelxss

Baymax nods and holds it out for her to see. "I am not used to being so fragile in this way." They'll be able to fix themselves up once he get the diagnosis.