Celine, Chloe and Etie were all sitting at a table at the terrace cafe, and all three of them had gotten well-past overweight.

It was mostly Chloe’s fault.

During Celine and Chloe’s regular tea times, Chloe started bringing more and more excessive food, usually of the folk variety. Celine was at first apprehensive of it, but had quickly found herself with hundreds of pounds in excess flab. Naturally, with both of them getting bigger, and no signs of slowing down, the tea times grew in frequency to satisfy their hunger.

That’s when Etie stepped in. As one who had quite the strict training regimen, she couldn’t stand to see her best friend and said-friend’s retainer get this flabby. Her first idea was getting them back into exercising, but that was poorly thought out, as multi-hundred pound people don’t tend to do well attempting an exercising routine built for someone like Etie. They’d end each session gasping for breath, and then completely undo what little exercise they did with more sweets and greasy folk food.

So Etie’s next idea was to watch these tea parties, and that’s what led to the situation now. In trying to moderate the other two’s diet, Etie couldn’t help herself to a little bit…maybe it was just being around Chloe that did this…

“Mmph…sho ghood…~” Chloe said, delighting in her folk food for this tea time: some deep-fried rat brain. Chloe hardly cared about her weight, shoveling down food like her life depended on it. She was eating totally unaware of the sighs and grumbles of the other two across from her. It wasn’t really surprising that Chloe had bloated to the largest of the three.

"Can’t believe this…” Etie said, as she ate her beef jerky. Her massive belly had to dig into the table just so she could reach over it. Etie was still shocked how she got so fat so quickly.

“Yes, it’s rather…surprising, to say the least,” Celine said, as she poked her gut through her ill-fitting top, “I suppose one can’t help but follow Chloe’s lead…?” Celine then shoved a couple teacakes into her mouth. Etie sighed, she felt as though this was probably a lost cause.

“Well…pass me some teacakes,” Etie said, deciding going up against Chloe would always result in a loss anyway…

“Ough…that…I have to pace myself better…” Alear said as he stumbled back to his room after Pandreo’s latest party. Tonight he received a lot of offerings from various churchgoers, and a lot of them ended up being food. Not wanting to turn them down, coupled with Alear's draconic appetite, well he ate every last one. Despite feeling relatively full, it was hard to tell just how full at a glance, as the thick layer of fat he’d developed since-

“Ah, welcome back~” Zelestia greeted Alear. She was looking as heavy as ever, squeezed into her usual dress. It supposedly was magical, and could grow with its user, but it looked awfully tight on her as of late.

“H-Hi…honey…” Alear said, smiling. It came natural to smile in her presence, as they’d been together for a few years now, though given their lifespans, it was hardly a blip. Though it felt less like a blip when both of them had gotten well past obese, and by human standards, would be teetering on immobility. Both of them being dragons, however, set their capacity for mobility at a much higher point.

Zelestia approached Alear, having to meet him at an awkward angle to kiss him on the cheek, before taking his hand and guiding him to the dining table, “Did you have fun with Pandreo?”

“Uh…you could say that…” Alear said. One of the downsides of being so monstrously obese is that the fact Alear was pretty full, yet his gut didn’t show that fact off too well.

Which was to his detriment tonight, as Zelestia had prepared a practical feast for them tonight. Alear tried his best not to show the absolute dread in his widened eyes.

“Hope you have room, dear~” Zelestia said, completely oblivious to her husband’s fullness. She pulled a chair out and Alear instinctively sat down, relieved to be off his feet.

“Uh, listen dear I-” before Alear could explain the situation (he certainly wouldn’t mind watching Zelestia down this whole spread), Zelestia popped in a forkful of meat, giggling as she did so.

Alear just hoped he could keep it all down tonight.

After the war, Rosado decided to see the world, trekking across the various nations that made up Elyos. He wanted to meet people, and find and draw beautiful landscapes. He hoped to inspire those still struggling, and make things a little better.

Of course, such things were a bit tricky when your weight clocked in the quad digits. Rosado’s belly was touching ground, being dragged along as he awkwardly waddled. His moobs were hardly able to be contained, some particularly hot days he wouldn’t even try, and just let them out to breathe. His lower half was somehow able to still support him, though his thighs and ass were enormously past being useful.

Despite that though, Rosado’s belief and size were oddly inspiring. As he completed his loop around the nations, he of course ended up back in Elusia, where something was…off? In a good way, though. There were a lot more…heavyset people than before, many of them close to Rosado’s absurd size.

This confused Rosado as he lumbered over to Elusia castle, to see Hortensia and Goldmary. They too were hundreds of pounds heavier.

“It’s the latest in cuteness!” Hortensia told Rosado, “Though I’m not quite sure how it started…”

“I’m not really sure myself…” Goldmary said, as she put her hands on her belly, “But eating how I please has been…perfect~”

“Mm!” Hortensia nodded, “The divine dragon has gotten pretty huge lately too…maybe it came from them?”

“Who knows…?” Rosado said, unaware of his own adorable hugeness, “People just are finally seeing how cute some extra fluff can be~”

“I’d say it’s a little more than ‘some’, Rosado…” Goldmary said.

I do my best to provide!

“Mmph…mm…” Goldmary grunted as she strained her arms trying to reach under her belly. Her arms were so thick and her belly had literally prevented her from doing much of anything besides eating. It’d been a growing issue since her ‘thinner’ days, as Alear kept fattening her up (to her delight). Yet, something as simple as fingering herself was now impossible.

After moving to Lythos, Goldmary was quickly put on a pedestal by Alear, who did nothing but heap food upon her, like a goddess needing offering. Before long, walking became difficult, then impossible, but neither let that stop Goldmary’s gain. This being Goldmary’s reality, and the delicious food she was addicted too, well Goldmary just had to let that pleasure out. Yet, this reality had its apparent drawbacks…

“Alear~!” Goldmary called out for the Divine Dragon, who’s footsteps could be heard quickly shortly after. Every drawback had a method of mitigation, though Alear, to Goldmary’s knowledge, didn’t have much experience in this regard…

“Hungry again already?” Alear asked as she opened the door, “Sorry, the next round will be-”

“It’s not my hunger,” Though now that Alear mentioned it, she was starting to feel some pangs, “...I…well…”

“Hm?” Alear wasn’t really sure what was being requested, “If it’s not hunger…then maybe…oh no…do you regret-”

“No, no…it’s not that either,” Goldmary was being a bit bashful, “But it does involve a problem related to it…”

“Um…then I’m ready to help however I can!” Alear said, determined, “...What’s the problem?”

“I…can’t…g-get off…” Goldmary said, sounding embarrassed.

“Get off…?”

Goldmary sighed, “I can’t reach my…” Goldmary tried to show what she meant, attempting to reach down to her private area.

“O-Oh…I think I get it now…” Alear said, “So you want me to…?”

“Please give me a little…relief…” Goldmary said, trying to stay eloquent.

“I see…” Alear said as she approached Goldmary’s bed. She lifted Goldmary’s tidal wave of a gut, before largely disappearing from view as she crawled under it. Goldmary could feel her down under there, her head movements, getting up against her thighs… Goldmary was being stimulated just from that alone.

After some muffled words from Alear, suddenly a wave of pleasure hit Goldmary like a truck. Moans quickly escaped her lips as whatever Alear was doing down there quickly sent quivers and jiggles through her whole body. Before long, the moans and intensity picked up.

“Divine…Al…Alear…mm…Ahhhh~!” Goldmary moaned as she came presumably in Alear’s face. It felt amazing, such release after so long, all the build up felt worth it in that moment. Not too long after cumming, Alear crawled back out from the cave formed by Goldmary’s belly and legs. Alear’s face was covered in Goldmary’s cum.

“Was that…uh…good?” Alear asked.

“Y-Yes…” Goldmary said between labored breaths,”P-Please add it to my routine…”

Archanea: This one's tough b/c so many in Archanea don't have too much personality. So I'll say Palla lol
Valentia: Silque or Celica probably? Totally unbiased
Jugdral Gen 1: Ideally Ayra but probably Tailtiu
Jugdral Gen 2: Larcei or Lana
Thracia: Lara or Safy are the strongest candidates imo
Elibe (Binding):
Elibe (Blazing): My heart says Ninian, but the truth is probably Farina
Magvel: L'Arachel
Tellius: Canonically, Brom, but I know Nephanee would beat her with enough time
Archanea (Awakening): Canonically: Stahl if he's paired with Cherche, but ik it's Sully
Nohr: I instinctively typed Charlotte
Hoshido: Scarlet or Setsuna
Fodlan: Hilda ig (Dimitri though...)
Elyos: Chloe and there's a thousand pound gap between her and second place (Zelestia)

"Here's the...latest attempt..." Framme said, as she presented Clanne with another berry tart. Framme had been attempting to create the 'perfect' one. It hadn't been going well, for either of them. Clanne could cook just fine, but Framme's insistence on doing this herself, with Clanne as the taste tester was having...disastrous results for their waistlines.

Framme’s lower-half being where most of her weight found itself was not ideal for working in a kitchen. Her newly widened hips swaying everywhere, coupled with Framme’s already somewhat clumsy nature equaled…well her attempts regressed in quality at times.

Clanne had been the tester, and not wanting to upset Framme, would always try to eat half. He didn’t expect so many attempts…and now here he was. His belly had to dig into the table just so he could reach it, his arms were heavier, and his hips were digging into the sides of the Terrace Cafe’s seats.

“A-Alright…” Clanne said, already kind of dreading it. The tart…didn’t look too bad, at least better than the last one. He grabbed his fork, cut off a bit of it, and ate it. It was…fine, actually. But nothing too remarkable, he sighed.

“Oh no…” Framme sighed too, knowing this wasn’t the end. She worked really hard on this one too…she was getting better at managing her body.

“It’s better than the previous attempt at least…?” Clanne said, trying to offer feedback, “Um…the texture’s good…the berry balance is just a bit off…and the cream’s consistency is too thin.”

“I see…ok!” Framme said, reinvigorated, tasting her own creation. With this, maybe she’d finally be able to-

“So this is what you two have been up to,” Alear said, as they approached the table, “I was wondering where all of…the excess was coming from.”

“Gah! D-Divine One!” Framme yelped, dropping the fork, “W-We were uh…just…”

Clanne explained the situation to Alear, who looked more confused every word.

“Berry tart?” Alear said, “I do like them…but my favorite food is actually jelly doughnuts…”

Clanne and Framme collectively groaned at the mutual realization of more testing. It was of their own volition, of course, but at this point they’d sort of forgotten this fact.