Measuring Up | Sauna

"I think you should be more concerned about where you should sit dear..."

Betty continues following Iyashi's custom schedule to hopefully reduce the size of her body. However, nothing seems to be working. She's grown much larger since then, despite following Iyashi's strict schedule of eating lighter meals and sticking to her usual exercise routine. Nothing seemed to be working. In turn, Betty decides to do things her own way, abandoning all logic to see if she can figure out what is going on with her body.

So far, Betty has seen some slight progress after finding new ways to destress and lower her anxiety. Her body has ceased its growth, thanks to daily sauna treatments and private yoga sessions within her own shrine. Still, the problem of reducing her large size is still a problem. Doorways, hallways, sitting in chairs, and even wearing her old clothes when she was a younger Kitsune are becoming a challenge for her. Despite all the obstacles she's facing, she keeps a straight face & powers through with a smile...

"God... this is a much needed time to myself!" Betty says, laying back within the small sauna. "Today was really getting to me, but I'm glad to have made it to the end."

Back in her usual place of serenity, Betty sits back within the small sauna near her shrine in order to reduce the stress from the weekend. Since missing out on her session the previous day, she's spending extra time to make up for it on the quietest day of the week. However, she's rudely interrupted by an unexpected guest...

"B-BETTY!? I-IS THAT YOU!? WHAT HAPPENED!?" A woman's voice calls out, towel wrapped around her body.

"Oh... this?" Betty smiles, blushing slightly with a subtle giggle. "Best not to worry about me right now..."

Betty looks around the small sauna before attempting to move closer to the wall.

"Instead of worrying about me, my dear Brielle, you should worry more about where you should find a comfortable spot to sit in..." Betty continues, hands placed on her large chest.

Brielle is one Betty's apprentices and soon-to-be-named Maison of the Mountains. She took up the mantle of Maison decades prior, but has yet to be crowned the official head of the Mountain clan, thanks to Betty's stubbornness to retire from her own responsibilities, or really, lack thereof.

"Dammit... I should have just stuck with the hourly session and left..." Betty thinks to herself, struggling to make room for her apprentice. "Why the hell did I think no one would show up on a Sunday!?"

Brielle squeezes beside Betty, resting between the wall beside her & Betty's engorged hips and chest. For a moment, both women were silent, unable to speak as the burning coal cracks gently nearby.

"So uh... How long has this been going on?" Brielle says, sweat dripping down her face.

"Just over a week now..." Betty replies, looking down at the pool of sweat forming within her cleavage.

"I see... Well... You DO look like your old self, somewhat..." Brielle states, closing her eyes. "Yeah... Back when you were just a younger Maison. Everyone thought you were the reincarnation of the Mother for a time, based on how big you were back then..."

Betty blushes more, embarrassed by the words shared by her young apprentice.

"H-How do you know that? You weren't around during those times..." Betty says, pressing into her chest tighter.

"I mean, I learned it through study and from the other elders. I mean... I gotta know our history, right? They said you were so bountiful and beautiful. Like a Goddess, so-to-speak. And quite frankly, I was kinda envious to hear such a story..." Brielle says, opening her eyes slightly. "Is that why you chose me to be your apprentice? Because of how I am physically?"

"N-No! Of course not! I... picked you because... you were the most qualified and most disciplined out of all my other apprentices, my dear!" Betty says, thinking for a moment.

"You hesitated a bit..." Brielle says, pressing into Betty's soft chest. "Just admit it. I got a body similar to yours and it reminded me of you when you were my age... yeah?"

Betty blushes more, feeling a slight tingle within her body.

"Alright... you got me there!" Betty says, moving to her feet. "Well it was nice chatting with you, dear... But... I gotta go make some tea before it's too late! Keep up the great work!"

Betty opens the door, her hips barely squeezing through the tight doorway before closing the door behind. Brielle, unable to get a word in as her master leaves, stares at the space where Betty once sat. Fresh cracks in the wood had formed where her cheeks were moments ago, as if her seat was ready to give into the immense weight of the blue-haired Maison...

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