“So, Gojou! How’s the Erafa outfit coming along?”

Kitagawa Marin, former slender beauty and currently plus-plus-plus sized beauty, spilled over the side of her desk as she shifted her seat to face Gojou. It hadn’t been long since class had ended, but already everybody had cleared out of the room except for the two of them. The two had been busy and unable to chat all day, leaving Marin bursting at the seams both figuratively and literally to chat about their plans for the convention that was only a few weeks away, and the character she intended to go as.



Gojou was, of course, so used to Marin’s extreme weight that he barely even paid attention to how her tie barely reached the slope of her breasts, or how one could get glimpses of her flab peeking out from between the stretched buttons of her blouse. Nor did he pay any mind to how one side of her muffin top swallowed the back of her sideways-turned chair while the other rested on the desk, nor how her enormous ass took up half of the space between the chairs behind her, or how her gut nearly brushed against him from so far away. 

“I’m worried about the deadline.” He said, brow furrowed as he was concerned less with the immediate physical reality of his morbidly obese girlfriend and more with the demands that this weight put on the reality around her. “The store only had two thirds as much of the material we need, and they might not get it back in in time.”



“Hmm, we’ll have to go look around at other places.” Marin said, her pudgy finger sinking into her second chin as she placed them where her neck theoretically was.

“Yo, Marin! Gojou!”

Nowa announced her arrival as Seira stood behind her, the overwhelmingly tall girl practically required to enter after Nowa to maintain the undersized girl’s dignity, otherwise she would have been completely obscured, even given her current body proportions. Truth be told her words were unnecessary, as the two could be quite audibly heard from their heavy footsteps as they approached the classroom, as the only two girls in the school bigger and heavier than Marin. They said that you were the company you kept, and the girls Marin kept company with were fat. Fat enough to put even Marin to shame, both in their own ways.

Nowa, the first of the two to enter the room, defeated Marin by sheer weight alone, even given her extremely diminutive height. At four feet and nine inches she lived her life with her neck craned upwards, and perhaps this was why she had eaten herself into a body that could not possibly be missed. Gojou was impressed every time he saw it, recalling that Marin had casually mentioned that her friends were “eight hundred or so pounds” like it was no big deal, and it certainly showed. Now was bigger in any one area than Marin except height, and her small structure only served to exaggerate this more.

 Her breasts were like she had beach balls stuffed underneath her vest, so huge that they overshadowed her gut figuratively and literally, which was, in contrast to the other two girls, relatively small enough that it didn’t stick out as far as her chest, while still serving as enough to support it and stop it from sagging directly downwards under their own weight. 

Nowa was like a wrecking ball as she waded through the chairs, pushing some to the side as she cleared a path with her hips. The only thing bigger than her boobs was her ass, each like an entire beanbag under themselves, her skirt hiding about half of her ass and leaving the rest hanging out and wobbling for all to see. There was surprisingly a curve to her hips as they reached her thighs, albeit one warped by the blobby nature of her fat, her hips managing said curve only because her waist was so wide compared to her upper torso save for her boobs, her legs as the other central gathering point of her fat, so thick that even Gojou would struggle to wrap his arms around them, and making even Marin’s mighty thighs seem merely thick by comparison. Her twintails, which would have been wide enough to reach past her shoulders had she been at a normal weight, were easily surpassed by the width of her bloated shoulders, her arms puffy and constantly causing her boosts to squash whenever she had to reach forward. Marin had once described her as being a shortstack, if one could count as such at such an extreme weight. Nowa showed no shame as she pushed the chairs and tables aside with her weight, and so far nobody had been brave enough to challenge her on that habit of hers. Her face, as almost completely round as it was when it was so drenched in flab, had only become cuter as it bloated.

Seira had an easygoing smile as usual, and the only thing softer than her personality as her body. It was as if life had balanced out the extreme growth spurts she had gone through during puberty that left her at a towering six feet and eight inches with as unthreatening of a personality as possible, leaving those initially stunned by her height to soon let down their guard, save for those stunned and enthralled by such a massive woman. Of course, that had been the effect she’d had on people before she’d gotten this fat, and now everybody was so overwhelmed her height was practically the last thing the thought of.

A girl with a metabolism as slow and laid back as her attitude towards life, she’d bloated up to a similar weight as Nowa, and seemed totally unconcerned by the total land whale she had become. Unlike Nowa, who had fat concentrate in certain parts of her body more than others, Seira had become more of a wall of fat, bulging out in every direction, but sideways most of all. Gojou standing with his arms and legs wide apart like a goalie probably wouldn’t have been able to stretch past her, her arms piled up with fat so thick it made you wonder how she managed to move them. Her waist and hips lacked the slight curve that Nowa had, and she resembled an overripe apple more than Nowa’s bloated hourglass, her body seeming to grow equally all around. Her biceps almost competed with her thighs in scope and size, as if her body prioritised width over length. Her ass was tremendously fat to be sure, but it didn’t quite reach platter-balancing roundness like Nowa did.

Her chest was mostly unblessed by her weight, increasing in size almost begrudgingly, as if it had no choice but to keep up with the rest of her body. The two sacks sagged onto her gut as a result, visibly but de-emphasised compared to her rolling belly that Seira let hang out after a whole day of tucking it in. Her muffin top on full display, and bloated from her vanished neck to her puffy ankles, Seira was probably the heaviest of the group, a title she was likely to keep if only due to her extreme height advantage. While Nowa’s boobs and butt pushed out further than Nowa’s slab-like physique, none could match her in width.

Of course, neither Marin nor Gojou thought about any of this as they looked towards the two, both long past being surprised at any amount of blubber, although Gojou remained impressed that not one but two people managed to outpace Marin’s appetite. The two had already been well overweight by the time he’d met them for the first time, Marin being the lone skinny one in their group, managing to cling to slenderness even as the two put on several hundred pounds and snacked around the clock. Perhaps it was their bad influence that caused Marin to eventually fall off the wagon and start letting herself go, the two enthusiastically welcoming her to the world of fatties and helping her swiftly start to catch up. Despite that the headstart was too great, leaving them over three hundred pounds ahead of Marin despite her best efforts. It was hard to think of Marin as the skinny one, but it was undeniably true if only by comparison.

“Watcha talkin’ about? Let me guess, cosplay?” Nowa asked a rhetorical question as she pulled two tables together to rest her fat ass on, Seira gathering three chairs to seat herself.

“You bet!” Marin beamed, Gojou feeling like the gravity of the three morbidly obese girls was pulling him into orbit just by being there.

“Who’re ya going as?” Seira asked, her cadence slow and soothing, enough to lull one to sleep just by chatting. 

“Erafa Moonflower!” Marin’s eyes glittered as she recalled the elf she idolised. “My Insta fans wanted me to do another canon fat girl, and I always wanted to do her, so I figured now’s the perfect time! She’s only that fat for six panels before they reset her, but real fans will remember!”

“Oh yeah, you showed me her the other day.” Seira recalled the screenshots Marin had excitedly sent her. “You’re like, exactly as big as she was in that chapter.”

“Time is of the essence, girl.” Nowa said, squeezing Marin’s plentiful belly fat through her thin uniform. “Knowing you, you won’t be manga-accurate by the time the con starts!”

“I’ll have you know I’m dieting especially for this cosplay.” Marin pouted. Her idea of dieting was of course not to actually deny herself but instead to merely halve her daily intake, which was still enough for a whole family with seconds left over. “It’s too hard on Gojou if I keep outgrowing his cosplays before I even get to wear them!”

“Costumes that we start on this far in advance are tricky.” Gojou said, thinking over his notes. “I usually need to plan ahead for how Marin is going to be, not how she is. It’s really helpful that she’s not getting any heavier this time…”



Gojou paused, then went pale at the sight of three tremendously obese girls around him, and stammered out a followup. “Um, I just mean, from a tailoring perspective! Because, you know, it’s, um…”



“Gojou, I keep telling you not to worry about it!” Marin stepped in figuratively, too heavy to simply casually pick herself up for the sake of an interjection.

“Yeah, we’ve like, come to terms with getting fatter and whatev’s.” Nowa said casually. “If you’re in denial past four hundred pounds it’s like, girl, get real, you’re a total fatass, own it.”



“Getting cuddlier by the day~” Seira grinned, kneading her fat and squeezing her belly together. “So, wanna get cuddlier?”



“My waistline is a lost cause, and if anybody asks, it’s Marin’s fault.” Nowa declared as the two fished snacks out of their bags, Seira providing some extra-sugary soft drinks she’d picked up along the way. Their guts bounced gently as the three simultaneously downed the cans in one go and followed it up with a bag of chips each, each far too fat for the bulging of their stomachs to ever become obvious through their sagging flab without anything short of an all-you-can-eat stuffing session.

“Oh yeah, it’s totes Marin’s fault.” Seira giggled. “Nowa was always talking about how she was totally gonna go on a diet or whatever, and now keeps asking me to come over to her house and feed her ever since Marin fed her those two pizzas by hand.”



“Hey! Don’t just tell her that! I mean, that’s not the case, I mean…” Nowa went red in the face and seized a handful of potato chips, then shoved them into Seira’s waiting mouth. “All I said is that it’s more fun with a friend!”

“Oh, I totally forgot to ask!” Marin said halfway through her bag, her fingers still moving and shovelling the chips into her mouth as she spoke. “What’re you guys even doing here? You, like, said you were going home without me.”

“Yeah, well, we changed our minds.” Nowa said, looking strangely nervous for some reason, a change from her usual confidence.



“Nowa and I had something we wanted to tell you.” Seira said breezily, unable to control her smile. “We thought we’d been waiting long enough, and Nowa was like, “let’s get it over with!”, and stuff.” 

“Um, so, what is it?” Gojou asked, and Nowa paused, and took a very deep breath.



“It’s not fair that you two are keeping each other to yourselves!” Nora burst out, Marin’s cheek squashing cutely as she tilted her head to the side in confusion, Gojou mirroring the motion. Nowa tried again. “I mean, Seira and I think that it’s not fair for the rest of us that you guys are just dating each other!”

“Uhh… What does that mean? Sorry, you’re losing me.” Marin said apologetically, turning a little red herself.

“It means Nowa has a super huge crush on the two of you and totally wants in on your dating.” Seira cut straight to the point with her usual lack of complication. “Oh, and me too. I totes have a super huge crush on you guys. Oh, and Nowa. We were thinking we should all have, like, a thing together.”

“Seira, whatever happened to delicacy?” Nowa moaned, her cheeks cutely squashing as she held her face in her hands. “I wanted to make it sound better than that!”



“Hey, you said you wanted to confess today.” Seira shrugged. “I liked how straightforward you were when you confessed to me, ya know.”

“Huh!? On both of us? At the same time? And each other too?” Gojou finally burst out, gesturing at himself, then to Marin, then to Seira and Nowa, and then back to himself. “How does that even work?”



“Exactly how it sounds, dummy! God, you’re both cute idiots!” Nowa felt like she couldn’t be more romantically embarrassed right now, and decided to just go for it, lifting her extremely fat ass cheeks off the table and doing her best to stand over Marin and Gojou. “I like you! And Marin! And Seira! At the same time! Roughly equally! And I wanna date! Any questions!?”

“I wanna date too.” Seira chipped in. 

“Alright, slow down, this is, like, a lot. I’m super happy to hear all this, but I’m seriously gotta overheat. Like, give me a sec…” Marin was beet red, Now was scarlet red, Gojou was pale, and Seira was about the same as usual. She was breathing heavily, her huge chest rising and falling rapidly as she pushed herself up onto her feet. 

“Well, um, should we, uh, divide things up?” Gojou suggested, his mind totally scattered and unsure. “Who gets to try Marin, and who gets to uh, try me…”



“I think she means all of us at once, Gojou.” Marin whispered into his ear, her chest squashing into him just getting close enough to reach his ear.

“Okay, I have a question.” Gojou raised his hand as calmly as he could. “Are you sure you don’t just mean Marin? I totally understand being in love with her, but me? Both of you? I can’t really see why-”

“I knew it’d turn out like this.” Nowa sighed.

“Ten reasons why we wanna date Gojou?”



The two nodded at each other, and stood over the still seated Gojou.

“You’re really cute, and calm, and you’re always considerate, and you work really hard for Marin!” Nowa said, moving closer to him.

“You’re the nicest guy I’ve ever met, and a really good cook, and you know how to sew and paint and do makeup and stuff.” Seira stood over Gojou, blocking out the sun, and he realised that her usually sleepy expression was more intense than usual, her locking eyes with him.



“ And you’re tall but not, like, super duper tall like Seira. Which is fine too, but I can actually reach you!” Nowa said. “Wait, that’s not it, it’s more like, you’re tlal but you’re not like, flautning it like other tall guys when they’re around girls? You’re like, super approachable.”

“And handsome! You’re totally my type.” Seira said.



“Gojou, you’re like, dream husband material, you’re lucky it’s also really cute how I don’t think you’re aware of it.” Nowa said, blushing and almost pressing up against him, Gojou feeling the presence of the two oversized girls more than ever.

“That’s definitely extra cute.” Seira nodded, leaning in but stopping just short of kissing him, Nowa mirroring the motion before just barely stopping herself and pulling out with a blush.

“Like I said, it’s definitely not fair that Marin gets her all to herself! Sharing is caring!” Nowa stated, folding her arms on top of her tremendous bust.

“Oh, okay, um, thanks, I don’t know what to say.” Gojou felt lightheaded and warm. He’d heard it from Marin before, but hadn’t expected to hear it from two other girls. It almost felt like an elaborate prank. “Do you, um, have ten reasons for Marin as well?”



The two looked at each other.

“It’s Marin, isn’t it?” The two said simultaneously, and nodded. Gojou nodded back. You didn’t need something silly like a list of reasons to like Marin, and he immediately felt a firm bond of mutual love for the blonde obese beauty.

“Well, Marin? What do you think? Do you wanna try dating, all four of us? I know it might be weird, but I think we can make it work.” Towa asked with bated breath. “Hey, Marin, hurry up and give me an answer already. Don’t tell me I just totally embarrassed myself by confessing to you and your boyfriend at the same time…”

“It’s… it’s…” Marin said slowly. “...great! Let’s try it! The more the merrier, right? What could be better than getting closer to my besties? Oy my god, I’ve never been in a foursome before! Oh my god, is that the right word for it! It sounds totally lewd!”



“Told you it’d be easy.” Seira said, bending almost ninety degrees and causing her belly to fold up like a beanbag all for the purpose of giving Nowa a quick victory kiss, her relatively diminutive chest hanging and pressing against Nowa’s massive one.

“Well, if Marin is open for it, I suppose I can’t see what’s wrong with it.” Gojou was a bit apprehensive about the idea of sharing his love with more than just Marin, but it seemed that the other two girls were very enthusiastic for it, and the three had always gotten along incredibly well, on top of always being kind to him. Although he was currently thinking of it as a group date, it was only now starting to dawn on him that not one, not two, but three girls seemed to be in love with him.

“Love you Gojou. Mind if we get a little closer?” Seira said, effortlessly sliding through Nowa and Marin (not past, as there was no way she could close the gap without her muffin top squashing and pressing against the two of them) and scooped Gojou out of his seat and into a huge, soft embrace, giving him a deep kiss, which Gojou decided to give in and return as much

When Seira finally let him down, Gojou impulsively kissed Marin, as if to make it up, and then, awkwardly, gave Nowa one as well, wanting to make it clear that he hadn’t forgotten her. Meanwhile Marin gave Seira a kiss, savouring the experience of getting with another girl seriously. They’d kissed a few times before, but it was just, like, an experimental thing, just to see how it felt. It probably hadn’t been experimental for Seira, though…

“Screw it, everybody get in here! This is taking too long going one by one! Huddle up!” Nowa commanded, still bright red after Gojou kissed her, and Gojou felt himself be enveloped by nothing less than a three-way wall of fat with him in the middle, completely compressed by the three massive girls who needed to press their fat against each other to get within hugging range. The three leaned across each other, lipstick marks left on cheeks as Marin was caught up in Seira and Nowa’s passionate plan. Gojou went with the flow, mostly being the recipient as he didn’t know where to start.

“So, group dates! How are we gonna plan this out? I’m cool with anything!” Marin said, not breaking out of the hug, deciding she liked being buffeted by her bulky friends, as well as keeping Gojou trapped within kissing range. She wasn’t sure how this was all going to work out, but it sounded fun to go along with the ride! She’d always been pretty close to Nowa and Seira, and the idea of getting intimately closer seemed quite appealing. She didn’t have any intention of showing any less love to Gojou, but perhaps she had extra to go around for the two of them as well. And most importantly they were also in love with Gojou, meaning they all totally got each other!

“I didn’t plan that far ahead!” Nowa admitted from her lower position in the hug. “Let’s uh, let’s worry about that later and do it on the weekend! For now let’s go back to my place, my parents aren’t around!”



“Let’s just take it slow.” Seira said.

“Um, I might have to work on Marin’s cosplay this weekend!” Gojou wheezed, starting to feel a little crushed, although not in a bad way.



“We’ll fit it in! And we’ll do a cheat day on my diet.” Marin said, the four’s future seeming crowded, but bright…