Sumo Training Story - Chapter 9

The moonlight bathed Nayako's room in a silvery glow. The words she had just spoken still resonated in the air, full of sincerity and emotion. “I love you, Butter,” she told Leylae, her voice trembling but resolute. Leylae, her eyes shining with tears, smiled at him before responding with the same intensity of feeling. "I love you too, Exploder. More than anything." Leylae declared.

They came to embrace each other on the bed, and as they let their weight expand again, their generous bodies pressed against each other in an embrace that sealed their love, in which one could not see where the one ended and the other began. It was a moment of pure magic for them, a silent promise to always support each other, no matter what. Akasen demands it, the night was torrid, but filled with happiness.

The days and years passed, marked by a routine of hearty meals and intensive training. Nayako and Leylae were determined to achieve their goals, and each bite, each calorie ingested was one step closer to the top. Nayako, in particular, saw her body evolve at an impressive speed, although much slower than when she started. His meals, ever richer in calories, contributed to his continued transformation but less and less effectively. The bigger she got and the more she needed to eat to gain weight, her current diet was definitely way too low, it was very frustrating to her.

Nayako already weighed one hundred and seventy kilograms. Her curves had only become more present. Her massive thighs rubbed against each other with every step with now no way to avoid it, and her protruding stomach stretched majestically before her to the point where she could no longer see the ground for a good meter . Her heavy breasts, once proudly erect, rested comfortably on her rounded stomach, forming a cascade of soft, opulent flesh. Her broad, powerful hips were the foundation of her figure, each movement accentuating their majesty, but they were not as wide as Leylae's, far from it. Her favorite t-shirt no longer covers anything at all except her chest, but for nothing in the world she would take it off, leaving the rest of her body bare, her curves exposed without shame.

Nayako and Leylae shared moments of complicity and indulgence, sometimes in bed, sometimes at the table. Leylae, despite her pear shape which disqualified her from the competition, continued to support Nayako with unwavering devotion, and participate in friendly fights to help Nayako train. Her hips and thighs, already generous, had expanded further, becoming pillars of soft, firm flesh, truly massive. Her stomach, although less prominent than Nayako's, bore the marks of their intense diet, but it was her thighs and buttocks that attracted the most attention, so prominent had they become. Her stomach certainly continued to grow, but her hips did so much more quickly, so much so that her stomach seemed very small compared to her hips making up the immensity of Nayako's stomach. They were united in their quest, each finding comfort and strength in the presence of the other.

One evening, as they sat at the table devouring a feast of fatty meats, vegetables topped with creamy sauces, and sweet desserts, Nayako felt the need to speak to her mother, Naya. She was the Headmistress of the Yellow House, and she needed some real weight gain advice. If anyone knew best how to gain weight it was her, this woman so immense at her actual weight that she would be bigger than the House itself. So that's what she will do, she will go see her mother who will give her new weight gain advice, a type of food to target, and of course use a little of her skills and her yellow magic to further fatten the dishes.

The years passed, and each year brought its share of challenges and victories. Nayako continued to train hard, eat even more, and gain weight steadily. Each kilogram gained was proof of his determination, one more step towards his ultimate goal.

Already 18 years later, Nayako weighed two hundred and twenty kilograms. Her body had become a true work of art of curves and roundness. Her stomach had become so massive that it was resting on the floor while she was standing! His arms and legs were covered in thick layers of flesh. Her breasts, ever heavier, seemed almost to overflow from her t-shirt which was struggling to contain them. Her hips, wide and imposing, supported his weight with unexpected elegance. But Nayako didn't slow down. Each meal was a new opportunity to get closer to his dream. She was about to exceed the two hundred and sixty kilograms of the USSBBW landing, and that could only motivate her.

It was another 20 years later, Nayako finally reached her target weight of three hundred and twenty kilograms. Her body was a symphony of voluptuous curves and abundant flesh. Her belly, huge and imposing, dominated her figure, and her breasts, ever heavier, rested comfortably on her stomach. She was ready. The long-awaited day of the Weight Champ fight was approaching.

Lora, under the alias "Weight Champ", hadn't changed in years. She rested on her laurels, convinced that no one could surpass her. She still weighed three hundred and ten kilograms, a weight she considered sufficient to maintain her title.

On the day of the fight, the atmosphere was electric. Nayako, encouraged by Leylae and her mother, stood ready to face her destiny. The ring was surrounded by spectators, all eager to see the duel between the new contender and the reigning champion. When the two women met in the ring, the tension was palpable. Lora looked at Nayako with disdain, but Nayako remained unfazed, her gaze fixed on her goal. The fight began, and Nayako, with her new mass and strength, managed to hold off Lora. The two women fought fiercely, their massive bodies colliding with impressive force. Every movement was calculated, every gesture had a purpose.

Nayako felt a rush of adrenaline as she took over. Using her weight and determination, she managed to knock Lora off balance, forcing her out of the ring. The spectators burst into applause as Nayako was declared the winner. She had finally succeeded. Nayako had become the new champion. She looked up at Leylae and Naya, tears of joy streaming down her cheeks. This moment was the culmination of all those years of hard work, sacrifice and determination. Lora didn't even bother to comment on her humiliating defeat, and walked away grunting.

Nayako knew this was just the beginning of a new chapter in her life. With Leylae by her side and her mother's support, she was ready to face whatever challenges the future had in store. Victory tasted sweet and satisfying, a promise of a bright future full of possibilities.