CosmoCat

On-Patrol Mishap

Added 2025-04-12 16:00:19 +0000 UTC

Jiro stifled a belch as the tentacles wrapped around her, feeling hard and cold as steel despite their rather pliable appearance. Try as she might there was no way to break free, and as the tentacles coiled tighter into the cushion that was her fat, she found herself yearning for the days when she still had a lithe figure --- maybe then, she could've actually slid her way out.

She could already see it: more headlines about her growing body, her apparent ineptitude as a hero, and the fact that her recent fast food sponsorships had been anything but wise. Maybe they were right, but one thing was certain in her mind: If she didn't make money as a hero, how was she going to pay FOR her meals?

Jiro's earphone jacks burrowed into two of the tentacles just enough to let loose a violent explosion of sound that rattled her foe, and her knees creaked with a sharp spike of pain as she dropped into a crouch from about twenty feet up. That hurt, but she supposed it hurt less than getting squeezed like a toothpaste tube.

Now, the huffing and puffing heroine just had to finish the fight, WITHOUT getting her marshmallow-soft body bruised any more...