Bathym the Beach Bum- Part 3

Bathym continues to pile on the pounds, gorged on treats- especially a lot of cake, it seems. We'll see how much larger he gets next week- Enjoy!

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Bathym sighed contentedly, even as he chowed down on another summer treat to fight against the heat. His flight back to Tokyo had been canceled- and he had simply neglected to get a new flight, extending his vacation by a few days, and now entering its third week. It's not as if he couldn't afford it- he had no need of vacations for such a long time, he had a lot of vacation days to burn through. He had never really seen the value in slowing down and relaxing, but now that he was getting all this praise and attention just for being around, coasting on his fame, the transient was coming to savor every moment… and every treat.

It had become almost a game to some of the other resort guests, to see just how much and how many different things Bathym would eat… of course, a good number of them were also actively interested in seeing just how thick and juicy certain assets of Bathym's could get. Lounging on his increasingly round, doughy belly, his chin dipping in to his pillowy chest, Bathym was posed in such a way that could only be described as presenting- with all the food he had been gorging on and all the, well, nothing he had been doing, Bathym had shot straight past pear-shaped into entirely new dimensions. His rear had gotten enormous, a pair of gigantic buns baking in the tropical sun, matched with broad, round hips and blubbery thighs that were practically bursting out of his skin-tight trunks.

Bathym's tail was starting to feel a bit crowded, and grumbled loudly in the increasingly fatty transient's head.

"Oh, relax, Tail-chan, I can burn all this off in no time flat. Besides, I know you like the extra cushioning as well," Bathym chuckled.