0.05 Alpha coming tonight! Teaser for now.

Hello everyone! Here is a teaser of the last description's default. I just need to get the elf version done and the update will be out later tonight. This description is the single longest one I have ever written (so far) with it being six and a half pages long. Here is a raw version of it with all the extra alts and code included. I should have the update out in the next five hours hopefully.

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Your fat body has only continued to grow with more and more lard being packed onto your body as your inability to stop stuffing yourself spirals more and more out of control. Your weight has continued to climb higher and higher, now you're about triple the weight of the average woman, your boobs are probably more like ten times the size of the average woman's breasts. Your sedentary lifestyle and combined gluttony has led to the position you now find yourself in. Your body has become drenched in lard, turning you into a total fat ass. Your face has significantly rounded out adding to your already girthy appearance. Besides just your face filling out your breasts have continued to balloon in size, though their growth doesn’t seem to be quite as extreme. Your belly has grown massively, with it now completely covering your sex and hanging over your waistband. Your thighs and hips too have grown immensely, filling out your frame and widening you by several inches at the least. Your body is covered in new thick rolls and protruding bulges of fat. You’ve really become completely and utterly fat, you are now firmly in obese territory.   

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Your face has gotten quite a bit fatter with your recent weight gain adding quite a lot of lard on to your already filled out face. Your cheeks have expanded further, making your already round face even rounder. There really aren’t enough words to describe the subtle changes of your cheeks. The way they jiggle ever so slightly when you move your head quickly, how they cover your cheek bones in a soft pillowly layer of flab that has grown slightly deeper. Your double chin has expanded too with it growing wider and wider, thicker and thicker as you continue to feed it, growing it to ever bigger sizes. Now no matter how much you tilt your head up you can’t seem to get your second chin to disappear. Your jawline has been slowly melting over the past few days and weeks, with it becoming more and more indistinguishable from the rest of your face. While it isn’t fully gone yet with a few more dozen pounds added onto your frame you can imagine that it’ll soon disappear. Beside your face looking more and more bloated with fat your skin has also taken quite the turn. Your {}  skin, forehead in particular, is constantly covered in a shine of sweat and oil. While it's bad enough that you're a constantly sweating mess you also have taken on a slightly redder hue which only deepens when you get up, walk around, eat too fast, or really do anything that involves you moving. Not to mention how utterly out of shape you’ve gotten. Walking more than a few dozen feet leaves you huffing and puffing, not to mention that going up stairs leaves you gasping for air and sweating bullets for several minutes.  

Moving your gaze down to your flabby neck you notice just how short it’s gotten, well, not actually short it just looks that way. As your double chin has continued to grow it has occupied more and more of your neck, from the south your neck’s land has been conquered by your flabby shoulders and collar area. However, your necks' more stout appearance isn’t just caused by other areas of fat enclosing it, in fact most of this short appearance is from your neck growing wider with fat. Continuing your inspection of your body you move onto your shoulders. The most striking thing about your shoulders is just how much rounder they have gotten. For the most part your average person's shoulders have a slight curve where the arm connects, you however are quite different considering you’re about the size of three people. The fat on your shoulder and arms have caused the curve to widen, making your silhouette quite round. Rather than having two separate distinct curves from your neck to your shoulders and then your shoulders to your arms, you only have one from your neck all the way to your arms. 

Following this curve further down you come to your husky arms. The sheer amount of fat on your upper arms causes them to be slightly pushed outwards from your body when they are at your sides. Along with pushing your arms out the fat also pools and spreads out along your side. Lifting your arm out to your side away from your body, which isn’t an easy task as the weight of your arms is rather hefty, you watch as the fat sags and droops under the force of gravity. You give your arm a little shake and watch as your flabby wings wobble and jiggle. Bringing over your other hand you grab the sagging fat, giving it a good squeeze. You're surprised by its softness, it’s like touching a well stuffed silk pillow only warm and permanently attached to your body. Your shoulders start to burn with the effort of holding your arm out, you let it down and you feel the fat spread out as it returns to its regular resting position.

 Looking at your elbow you notice a roll forming between your upper arm and forearm. Your forearm itself is just a fat cylinder of lard that sags and wobbles just as much as your upper arms. Your hands have become further useless as more and more lard has been packed into them. You double that if you flexed your forearm and things would visibly happen. 

Shifting your corpulent gaze downwards to your chest the first, and most obvious, thing you notice is your mammoth breasts that dominate your girthy form. Their size is something you constantly observe but their size can’t be understated as they are beyond just massive. Each one of your ginormous breasts is easily the width of a normal woman's torso, in fact each one is almost the width of your own torso. While they may be wide they are also insanely deep with them having more depth than most women's bodies have from breasts to ass. If they’re width and depth isn’t enough they also take up a third to half of your torso vertically, honestly you look to be more tit than women. If you were to ever produce milk you have the feeling that you’d be able to feed a large village and a small kingdom in two to three months if you keep gaining like you have been. Your breasts sit lazily in your reinforced bra that is just barely managing to keep them supported. You managed to get a bra that could actually hold them without them overflowing, the problem you face now is that your breasts sit extremely far out in front of you. They arc down forwards in a gentle curve before curving more heavily as they approach the lip of your bra. While your breasts don’t overflow your bra any more, a considerable amount of your breasts appear to be above the bra due it resting lower and further out in front of you than it used to. As you can imagine this shows easily through your dress, with your bra being clearly outlined, though with tits the size of yours it’s hard to really imagine a dress that could even hide them. Along with their colossal size they also, as you probably could have assumed, boast a massively deep cleavage. Your cleavage is a deep tight canyon of fat, sweaty flesh that is probably close to a foot or more deep and is quite tight. Your breasts fight with each other as they are constantly in need of more space than your limited bra can give to the expanding titans, this has led to your very tight and deep cleavage. Your left breasts actually lay on top of your right breasts slightly, giving your cleavage a slight C shape. You could easily bury someone's head and upper body in your tit canyon, though why’d you want that or even think of that is beyond you, but you definitely could. Speaking of firmly, your bra clings to you rather firmly, especially around on the sides. Lifting up one of your weighty arms, the fat sagging slightly, you can see how your bra cuts into your side fat, forming a slight indent in the soft flesh. You can imagine that it’s going to leave a red mark when you finally remove your bra later.   

Letting your husky arms down, holding it out like that taxes your unused muscles, you bring your hands to the underside of your chest. Your hands look tiny in comparison to the massive orbs of jiggly fat that are your tits. You attempt to cup your massive breasts as best you can, but it works about as well as what you could expect. The sheer scope of your bosom is beyond what your hands can manage, but you still try regardless. Once you have a good grip on them you start to lift upwards. At first your hands just sink into your soft flesh before your bra fabric goes taut, moving the rest of your breasts up with your hands. You can imagine that without the aid of the bra it is unlikely that you could have lifted up your breasts to any meaningful degree. As you lift them up and their weight moves to your arms rather than your back you feel your flabby arms start to struggle. You feel your weak, flabby muscles start to strain as they struggle to lift up the probably close to sixty pounds of tits that are currently resting in your hands. You feel your breathing get faster and harder as your heart rate picks up and sweat beads on your forehead. The only good thing you can note is that your back has some nice relief as it doesn't have to strain against your massive knockers pulling it forwards. You can feel your arms starting to reach their absolute limit, forcing you to let your breasts down a bit, putting some of the weight back on your back. Now in a more stable position you decide to use the little energy and stamina you have left to give your tits a good jiggle. Using all of your strength you shake your tits as hard as you can. You watch as the soft flesh ripples and wobbles, slowly building up inertia. As they wobble more and more they start to hit into each other as you make them bounce and jiggle. You actually have to firm up your fitting as the force of having your massive breasts shifting around so much causes you to sway slightly. Finally running out of stamina you let your breasts down, it takes them a minute to stop wobbling and jiggling before settling down. You feel like you just ran a marathon, or waddled down the hallway, sweating and gasping for breath. A few beads of sweat run down your face, dripping down your double chin, landing on your chest and then slide down into the dark chasm that is your cleavage. After taking a second to catch your breath, bring a hand up to the top of your breasts. As your hand makes contact with the top of your bosom you notice just how warm and sweaty your flesh is, though it is to be expected after you undertook the herculean task of making your titties bounce. You move your hand around a bit, rubbing and squeezing your soft supple flesh, relishing in the feeling of the flab ooze between your fingers. You let your hand rest on your breasts for a second, noticing how it sinks into the mire of breasts fat like how a person would sink into the deep mud of a swamp. You move your hand over to your cleavage, curious to explore the dark canyon between your continental tits. As you feel your hand into the canyon you notice how sweaty it is immediately as well as how warm it is. You can imagine that having little to no air flow has led to it becoming an actual swamp. Moving your hand deeper the warmth and moisture only continues to grow, though your ability to go deeper quickly reaches its maximum as you find that your arm pushes on your breasts more and more, blocking it from going deeper. Pulling your now sweat covered hand out of your cleavage you take a moment to think about how nice it would be to have someone else touch and inspect your massive bosom, maybe with their hands, lips and… You decide that now's as good as any time to move onto your belly, it too needs to be inspected after all.          

The little roll under your massive breasts that helped to support them is something that you can actually no longer see as your bosom hides the vast majority of it. You can just barely make out the outline of the roll on your sides. Looking at what little you can see of the roll it seems like it has widened in its arc and now has been consumed by your much larger belly, melting into it, adding to your belly's girth. Bringing your hands to your chest once again you lift your breasts upwards to see the actual fate of that little roll. Having a look under your breasts veil of jiggly lard you can see that the roll is still there and separate from your belly, at least the upper part of it, but the lower part of the roll blends into your belly as it reaches the outer edge of your center. Letting your breasts down slightly you turn slightly to one side to see how thick the little roll is and see how it stretches along your side and up around to your back, but seeing where it ends up on your back is an investigation for later. 

Turning back around to you, move onto having a good look at your much larger belly. To say that your belly has gotten bigger would be rather a bit of an understatement as it’s practically doubled in size. Even with your bellies monstrous growth it’s still invisible to you without a mirror to see below your titanic knockers. Though even without the aid of a mirror you can feel the extra heft as well as it jiggling and wobbling as you waddle around, but you never expected it to have expanded to this size. Your belly supports your breasts even more than it ever has before as it’s expanded upwards and outwards. Your belly now hangs down well past your fupa, which causes it to smack into your legs with every one of your heavy labored steps. Besides just hanging down more it’s also generally started to get in the way more and more, you thought having massive breasts was bad but now you have a big fat tummy that you can’t even see. Recently you’ve noticed just how comforting it is to be covered in heavy fat, while it does limit your ability to move. You just love how warm and cozy you feel all the time, and you really love how it feels when everything jiggles and wobbles.

Wanting to feel that good feeling once more you bring a heavy hand to your belly you start to grab and knead its warm sweaty flesh. You grab it firmly, letting the fat sweaty flesh ooze between your fingers. You sometimes find yourself wishing you had more lard to grab, maybe a few dozen, or hundred, pounds will perhaps sate your cravings. Letting your hand slowly make its way to your lower belly you bring over your other hand to your lower belly. You grab your bellies overhand firmly, taking your time to enjoy the feeling of grabbing your warm, squishy fat. As your fingers move under your belly you notice how sweaty it, along with your panties, makes your grip a little tenuous. You start to shake your belly, making it jiggle and wobble. You want to feel every inch of your body move and ripple. The feeling of being so fat that almost every inch of your girthy form moves and jiggles is just such an indescribably wonderful feeling. Wanting to have a bit of a better grip you lift your belly up a bit before continuing to shake it. As your shaking intensifies your breasts start to move quite a bit and you begin to lose yourself in all the good feelings. The more you jiggle you start to unknowingly lose your grip on your fat belly. While in joying your jiggly body your hand slips and your belly falls out of your grip, slamming down on your fupa with a burst of pleasure that elicits a little moan from your lips. Opps, you think to yourself, no time for that.  

Deciding to have a look at what your belly is hiding underneath you move your hands down to your belly overhang. As you slide your fingers under it you notice just how sweaty your under belly is. Getting a good grip on your fat belly you lift it up, which isn’t exactly the easiest task for you, but you manage. Your fupa has become quite the mound of fat sounding your sex. Like a wall around a castle, well, a squishy wall that is easily bypassed and serves no real use. So really not like a castle wall at all. Deciding to have a better look at your fat fupa you let go of your belly for a second to pull down your panties a bit before lifting your belly back up. <<if $player.bodyhair lte 2>> Your fupa is covered in a small layer of neatly shaven stubble. Your fupa forms a fat U-shaped pillow that shields your sex and provides padding as well. Letting one hand go from your belly you move it down to touch your fupa, which you almost can’t do. Your finger sink into its softness and are tickled slightly from the fine stubble that covers it.<<if $player.lust gt 7 or $player.arousal gte 75>> As your fingers explore your girthy fupa they touch something wet and warm. It would seem that somewhere buried under all your fat your pussy is in need of some attention. Perhaps you can find someone to help you out with that, or maybe just settle for some difficult self pleasure.  <</if>><<elseif $player.bodyhair gt 2 and $player.bodyhair lte 3>> Your fupa is covered in a thick, albeit neat, layer of hair. Recently you’ve found it harder and harder to shave down there and it's extremely embarrassing to ask for help. Your fupa forms a fat U-shaped pillow that shields your sex and provides padding as well. Letting one hand go from your belly you bring it down to your fupa, which you almost can’t do anymore. Your fingers sink into the soft, fatty hair covered flesh of your fupa. <<if $player.lust gt 7 or $player.arousal gte 75>> As your fingers explore your girthy forested fupa they touch something wet and warm. It would seem that somewhere buried under all your fat your pussy is in need of some attention. Perhaps you could find a forest explorer to help you out? Or maybe you’ll just have to settle for some good-old self pleasure.<</if>><<elseif $player.bodyhair gt 3 and $player.bodyhair lte 4>>  Your fupa is covered in a thick, messy jungle of unkempt hair. Recently you haven’t even bothered to shave, or even ask someone for help. Your fupa forms a fat U-shaped pillow that shields your sex and provides padding as well, though it's a little hard to make out specifics of your fupa’s shape due to how thick the hair is. Letting one hand go from your belly you bring it down to your fupa, which you almost can’t do anymore. Your fingers sink into the soft, fatty hair covered flesh of your fupa. The hair is thick and dense, you feel like your fingers don’t even touch your skin due to how thick the hair has grown. <<if $player.lust gt 7 or $player.arousal gte 75>>  As your fingers feel around your fupa they feel that some of the hair around the area where your buried sex is quite damp, bordering on wet. It would seem that your buried pussy is in need of some pleasure. Perhaps you could find a brave jungle explorer to help you out? Or maybe you might have to settle with the struggle of self pleasure.  <</if>><<else>> Your fupa is clean shave and looks to be completely smooth. Your fupa forms a fat U-shaped pillow that shields your sex and provides padding as well. Letting one hand go from your belly you move it down to touch your fupa, which you almost can’t do. Your fingers sink into the softness of its fat flesh. <<if $player.lust gt 7 or $player.arousal gte 75>> As your fingers explore your girthy fupa they touch something wet and warm. It would seem that somewhere buried under all your fat your pussy is in need of some attention. Perhaps you can find someone to help you out with that, or maybe just settle for some difficult self pleasure. <</if>>  <</if>> 

Finished looking at your fat sex you shift your gaze to your fattened hips. A while ago your hips and love handles were formed together into a single arcing curve that ran from your waist to your thighs. Now however due to your much larger belly your lovehandles have expanded outwards, growing about as wide as your hips which now leads to this double curve shape that makes up your outline. Your hips have widened quite a bit on each side of you, almost an inch, which gives you a much wider frame and now makes your hips wider than your shoulders, probably. You actually aren’t sure as the problem of your massive breasts blocking your shoulders has only gotten worse, so you’re not sure which is wider. The only other thing of note is that you now have to wear your panties lower as your lovehandles have pushed them down. 

Moving down to your thighs you can see that they have exploded in girth just like the rest of you. The first thing you notice is that your thighs now touch almost half way down to your knee, which has obviously led to you developing a much more pronounced waddle. You imagine that the sudden and extreme thickening of your thighs is the result of your body expanding and needing to support you new girth. Along with their new size you also notice that there is a roll starting to form just above your knee. It seems like there isn’t a single part of you that is immune to developing rolls, bulges and creases of fat. One thing you’ve noticed is that your tree trunk thighs jiggle and wobble with every one of your heavy steps. While you can’t see them jiggle to confirm it you can definitely feel them wobble with every one of your heavy steps.    

Now having looked at and thoroughly inspected everything on your front side you decide to have a look at your back side. Shuffling around, your whole body jiggling and wobbling, you slowly start to see more and more of your back side. As you turn fully around you realise that the amount of fat on your back prevents you from turning your neck as far, forcing you to partially turn your body. Your neck itself has a thick roll on it that forms with your turning your neck.

Looking at your upper back the first thing you notice is the sliver of purple you can see entrenched deep into the fat of your back. Your tight bra strap struggles to reach around you, pressing your fat down in order to fit on you. The fat surrounding it hangs over it, forming flabby over hangs on the sides of your back, leaving the middle relatively clear. Shifting your gaze down slightly you see the pair of rolls that stretch from the roll under your breasts around your side and up over your shoulder blades. They have grown thicker, now even developing a slight overhang as they grow thicker and fatter with every passing day. It casts a slight shadow on the fat below it, which only helps to make it look even bigger than it actually is. You can imagine that in your dress this shadow effect makes your back look like it’s full of big flabby rolls, which to be fair it is full of rolls but they aren’t that big! Yet.

Your mid back finds itself in a very similar situation to your upper back with it having its own pair of dual rolls. The rolls on your mid back are significantly thicker than the ones on your upper back, this is because they stretch from your love handles, forming one continuous arcing roll that starts from your love handles up to the center of your back. Actually looking at your back you notice that your two pairs of back rolls kind of look like they have very curved arrows pointing upwards. There's no reason for you to take note of this, you just found it interesting. Just like with your upper back you can imagine that these rolls show very clearly though your dress, actually you know they do. You can feel their overhang grab onto your dress with its sweaty overhang causing your dress to get stuck and cling tightly to your back rolls. 

Looking at your ass you can see that it has padded out slightly but it’s still just as flat as ever. Honestly if you can imagine like a really flat pancake from the side you’d be pretty close to the shape of your ass, with it having a slight curve on the top and bottom being flat in the middle. 

Overall you’ve really let yourself go, at this point your destiny is to become even fatter, you have no chance at losing this weight. You can barely waddle further than a couple of rooms and stairs leave you panting and sweating for several minutes. But you love it, you love how fat you’ve gotten. You love how you jiggle and wobble with every little movement. You love running out of breath doing simple tasks. You love stuffing your face and you love being fat. You honestly want to gain more, much more. You never want to stop.