The big, fluffy beast in the picture had a confident grin that spoke with a louder, clearer voice than the outfit she wore or the pose she struck. It was a grin that had risen up through someplace dark to find the light.

Cerine had plateaued at 350lbs, about 200 more than before her unintentional and unwanted transformation. Her growth finally subsided – along with the sharper edge of her hunger, though she still ate enough to fuel all of her bulk – after fifteen months. She cried when she first stepped on the scale in August to find her weight holding steady. Of course, she still had troubles. She was big and heavy and easily winded. Her bulk got in the way all the time, but eventually it became endearing to her.

Yet it was hard to tell if it was truly a eureka moment or a slow, careful process that finally brought the vixen around to examine herself again in a new light, and to stop clinging to the desires and expectations of the past. The never-ending stream of compliments on her figure eventually found purchase under her skin and she began to believe them. She'd catch herself smiling in the bathroom mirror as she pulled on her custom-made sports bras. They were expensive, but it was a relief to have fitting clothes again and showing off a little fur once again became a choice instead of a frustration.

She'd lost too much time to feeling like the universe hated her. All she got out of wanting to be thin again was pain and depression. Cerine couldn't go back to that any more than she could be a teenager again. She was looking forward now, imagining next summer, when she'd once more be able to buy a little green bikini and actually get to wear it!

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Hooray! Cerine has reached her full size and time and encouragement has finally helped her round the corner on her depression. She's now happily buff and happy to demonstrate it! Though she (like myself) is an introvert, so not TOO much. XD

A couple extra things I left out from this bit of the story (because I didn't want it to become a biography):
- Cerine's not super strong. She's nowhere near as strong as she looks. Though she has some added strength simply from mass, she can't match a power lifter.
- I touched on it, but Cerine's weight does get to her. Her BMI is 46.2. I play her once she's been accustomed to the weight for several years and really strengthened her heart and muscles to bear it, but even so, rolling out of bed in the mornings can be a chore. That said, she's proud about her image as the big, buff vixen, so even though you might see her huffing and puffing, she won't complain!
- She does a lot of cardio to build up her stamina, but she only does light weights. That's why you've never seen a picture of Cerine lifting weights. XD
- She can't jog for near as far as she used to when she was skinny, but damn can she sprint with those legs! ...And then pass out. X3

And look at those big, beefy feets! <3

Art ©  sugarboy
Cerine © me!