Peri's Peaks [Blob/XWG]

“I NEED MORE!”

A low rumble seemed to fill the area, sending a light shockwave through the soft, plush landscape. To the untrained eye, it would have seemed like a minor seismic event taking place at an oddly smooth, erosion-worn mountain range. Closer inspection of the tan, speckled mass revealed a shocking truth: this was no rocky terrain. It was a gigantic mound of flesh.

At the center of it all was a single incredibly fat face. It was adorned with a pair of freckled cheeks equal in size if not larger than industrial-size garbage bags and numerous chins that increased in magnitude of flab the further down the chain they rested. At this advanced level of fatness, most of a face’s identifiable features are buried underneath an avalanche of chub leaving them barely recognizable. However, in addition to the owner’s sheer gluttony on display, their unique hairstyle proved to make them very easy to distinguish. The fox tail-colored pompadour meant this mammoth blob was none other than the mayor of Periwinkle City and notorious hooligan Periwinkle Vastebottom.

Ms. Vastebottom’s gluttony and destructive tendencies were as widely known as her towering figure. A normal meal for her would make any competitive eater blush and empty out the average restaurant. On the occasion her appetite was wild enough to send her into a feeding frenzy, all bets were off. There tended to be little rhyme or reason to why her stomach was seeming bottomless on some days, but these binge-filled days were the ones that helped to define her in the public eye. It was not uncommon to hear about Periwinkle eating to the point of becoming a literal human blob, but this time she had gone above and beyond her normal limits.

The vast expanse of Periwinkle’s body had long since eclipsed its surrounding area. Her clothing was ripped to shreds due to her increasing bulk, which let her ever expanding anatomy grow and flow freely. She did not mind though. The unfathomably fat woman was always proud to show off her enormity off to any curious onlookers. Her belly was easily the area of biggest gains, leaving her with a gut that stretched out further than what seemed humanly possible. It’s size was also enough to part her enormous, sandbag-like breasts whose tips rested along the ground at her sides. Not falling too far behind, the eponymous “vaste”bottom was equally titanic in its proportions. Had there been any real signs of civilization nearby, it may have been large enough to measure higher than some buildings. Her limbs and extremities appeared uselessly bloated, though Periwinkle’s deceptive strength meant they would have most likely been able to move freely had she not been in such a lazy mood.

“Where is my food? You hear that my belly is grumbling, no?”

As if on cue, a set of squeaky wheels began to creak as they rolled along Peri’s belly. A large cart of some kind was being pulled upward, leaving an indented path in the flab where the wheels traveled. After a few minutes of being dragged with generous rests in between, the cart had finally managed to make its way from the lower belly all the way up the staircase of chins, bumping a bit on each “stair” it had to climb. The sights the gluttonous mayor saw as the cart pulled into her view left her momentarily breathless.

A familiar flabby face had been the one lugging the cart all the way up to Peri’s own. It was Mimi Campbell, the ice cream fortune heiress responsible for some of the glutton’s favorite sweet treats. However, her appearance was a bit different from normal. Her once busty-yet-chubby figure had been buried beneath an extremely thick coating of fat giving her the appearance of being on the verge of immobility. Most prominently, her bust had increased tenfold, almost exaggeratedly so as it was poorly contained by an ill-fitting bikini of some kind. Each massive breast grazed the side of her pale, creamy lower belly which had drooped far enough down to cover a good amount of her thighs. It was hard to tell if she was even wearing something down there let alone if anything could have even fit around her ample figure.

“Sorry for the wait, but I had to take a few breaks on the way up.”

What rested in the cart could only be described as some form of masterful food art. The cart was nearly as wide as an above ground pool and was overflowing with ice cream. A giant sundae had been prepared, made from a variety of flavors and more toppings than one could count. It had been built up so tall that it was likely to spill over once it began to melt, but knowing Peri’s breakneck eating pace, it was more likely to spill due to her vigor and messy eating than from melting.

“Want me to start feeding you~?”

Periwinkle nodded, sending her cheeks and chins into a jiggling state. Mimi then pulled out a comically shovel-sized spoon out of thin air and began to dig into the giant treat. Before she could even move the absurd utensil all the way to her feedee’s face, Peri snapped forward and managed to wrap her entire mouth around it. Pulling it back revealed that it had been completely licked clean

“Got something else for ya~”

A giant can of whipped cream was now being cradled in Mimi’s arms. She fired off a thick stream of cream directly into the still open maw of the tan blob. Alternating between shoveling ice cream and spraying whipped cream between bites became their new routine. Every spoonful sent the eating behemoth into pure bliss, licking it clean before motioning for another. Even at that size, the sundae was no match for Peri’s gluttonous pace. Just as quickly as it arrived, it was gone. Mimi had already started heading back down with the cart, snacking on what little remained.

“Bring me another! On the double!”
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“…Is she ok?”

Mimi looked at her large customer, puzzled by what she was seeing. It was a fairly normal day at the creamery overall, though a visit by Periwinkle often changed that greatly.

“Oh, don’t worry,” piped in Clover, one of the mayor’s faithful lackeys, “I think she’s just daydreaming about your ice cream again.”

“Yeah, she does that sometimes.” Added Earl, Peri’s other doting companion.

Periwinkle herself seemed a bit zoned out. She was laying back in the booth as best as she could at her size, staring up towards the ceiling. A line of drool had begun to escape her open mouth along with a soft hum which at least showed some signs of life.

“Whatever,” the heiress shrugged, “I’ll just get started with her usual.”

As the chubby queen of retail ice cream made her way towards the back of the restaurant, Peri seemed to slowly come out of her daze. As she shook her head to clear her mind up, one last thought crossed through.

“Maybe someday~”