“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.