Vanessa quickly found her wardrobe wasn't able to accommodate her holiday pudge any more- she put on her largest trousers, which constantly slipped down, and roomiest top, which had immediately torn when she pulled it down over her breasts. Still, it was better than nothing, and it did censor what needed to be covered. She rushed down to the buffet for breakfast, and stacked up her plates to carry as much as they could to sate her impressive appetite, and to reduce the amount of trips she'd have to take.
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The gluttonous german shepherd stacked her empty plates into a small tower, each plate had contained enough to feed a person for an entire day. it had all added to her swelling stomach, which pinned itself against the table. Vanessa shuffled towards the edge of the chair for one more round of pancakes and pastries. Finally, she managed to drag her fat ass from out of the table, and pulled herself up. Her trousers had yet again slipped down, and she reached to pull them up. A large mound of fat prevented her from doing so. She pulled again, with much more force this time, and the trousers stretched as far as they could. *RRIP*. Vanessa peaked down to inspect the damage. Her fat thighs poked through two new holes that had appeared in the fabric, and her butt poked through a large hole in the back. She blushed, and censored herself as best she could. She would definitely have to go clothes shopping today.