The sand crunched beneath Chronoa's flipflops as she stepped out into the warmth of the hot Conton sun. Her swimsuit -- a pleasant navy blue one piece with frills across her chest -- clung tightly to her full figure, which seemed keen to wobble with each footfall.
It was easy to forget that all those calories she'd stalled and all that weight gained that she'd postponed to some future point in her own timeline would eventually catch up with her. A hundred years ago she barely paid any mind, simply figuring her future self would remember to delay the growth further along the timeline... but with all of the madness that had unfolded between then and now, it'd slipped her mind.
Chronoa huffed softly, feeling her cheeks warming enough to make the heat of the sun feel cold. She'd passed the rest of the weight along to the future, sure, but since she was keeping her body in a stasis she couldn't lose what'd already piled on! Maybe she could figure something out between now and the next time she'd inevitably forget to shift the to-be-gained weight along...
But for now, she just hoped the people of Conton liked bigger women.
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Wanted to do a quick little SKoT piece, and when I saw this super cute swimsuit I just kinda knew it was perfect for her.
Karthe Ginga
2023-05-15 20:40:01 +0000 UTC