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The Biggest League of All - Chapter 5 - Filling Out
I said I would post another chapter this month, and look at this! After 5 chapters, she is finally starting to gain a little bit of weight! Turns out exercising less makes you weigh more.
And Maybelle's started to take notice.
Part 1
Part 4
Part 6
Maybelle made her way down to the basement as she heard the buzz from the dryer. She had been putting off doing laundry for a few days, and was down to wearing some clothes she normally reserved for working out in. She wasn’t particularly busy. While she was doing some things, like regularly joining Jordan at the book club she attended, occasionally entertaining calls from Mr. Becker regarding her clothing line, and continuing her baking and cooking, she was still taking things in stride. She was adjusting to having less obligations in her life, and having the ability to procrastinate.
She quietly hummed to herself as she pulled the still warm clothes out of the dryer. She neatly folded and stacked the clothes into a basket by her feet, save for a gray shirt and a pair of pants. She picked up the shirt, and took a deep breath in her nose, taking in the fragrant scent of fresh laundry, before she began to put it on.
Maybelle slowly fitted herself into the shirt, and very quickly noticed the shirt seemed more snug than usual. She adjusted her mane to sit on top of the shirt. It was not uncommon for her thick and fluffy mane to get in the way of her fashion choices. After straightening her fur out, she tugged the shirt down once more, and felt along the bottom hem of the shirt. She found that it just barely reached her waistline.
Letting out an exasperated huff, she pulled the shirt off, held it up, and looked at the label inside. It was a medium, like most of her clothing. She held the shirt up to inspect it, as she called for her partner.
“Hey, Jo?” She shouted with a raised voice. “Can you c’mere a second?”
It took only a brief moment before Maybelle heard nimble footsteps descending the stairs to the basement. “What’s up, Belle?”
The Arcanine held the shirt up, turning to face her partner. “Is this one of yours?”
Jordan tilted her head a bit, before she shook her head. “Nope. Not mine! Why do you ask?”
“This shirt is kind of snug on me. I thought it might have been yours, but if it’s not, then I guess it shrank in the wash. It’s an older shirt, so it’s not too big a deal.” she elaborated. She held the shirt out. “Do you want it?”
Jordan bit her lip, before a smile grew on her face.
Maybelle raised an eyebrow. “What?”
“Nothing!” She chimed, claiming the shirt as she stepped closer to Maybelle. “I’m just wondering if this shirt really shrank, is all.” She spoke in a teasing manner, as her hands reached around the Arcanine, embracing and looking up at her. “You aren’t training all the time like you used to, Belle. And you’re not doing those diets you do for weigh-ins. And you’ve been cooking and baking a lot. You’ve probably filled in a little bit, is all.”
“Oh.” Maybelle blushed and looked down at her body for a moment. She put her hands on the Jolteon’s back in reciprocation. “I guess your partner is starting to get fat then, huh?”
“Fat is a bit of a stretch, Belle.” It’s only natural you’re filling out. Your body is just getting used to not constantly dieting and training for a fight. Besides, it’s only a little bit. I’m sure it’s not more than, like, ten pounds or so. I don’t think most people would even notice it with some clothes on.” Jordan reasoned.
Maybelle still seemed less confident about that than Jordan. “Well, my clothes definitely noticed. I just need to pick up the slack on my workouts, is all.”
“If you say so. Just make sure you don’t overdo it if you do, okay?” Jordan stepped back, and took Maybelle’s bigger hands in hers. “For now, I’m gonna go back upstairs. I’m thinking about ordering some take-out, and watching the latest season of Unnatural. First episode’s a two-hour special. Come and join me when you’re done down here, alright?”
Maybelle smiled. “Sure thing, Jo. I’ll be up in a bit.”
Once Jordan headed up the stairs, Maybelle finished her laundry, and picked out a slightly baggier shirt from the pile of folded clothes.
“Only natural. Huh?” She mused to herself, evaluating the better fit of the second shirt.
And Maybelle's started to take notice.
Part 1
Part 4
Part 6
Maybelle made her way down to the basement as she heard the buzz from the dryer. She had been putting off doing laundry for a few days, and was down to wearing some clothes she normally reserved for working out in. She wasn’t particularly busy. While she was doing some things, like regularly joining Jordan at the book club she attended, occasionally entertaining calls from Mr. Becker regarding her clothing line, and continuing her baking and cooking, she was still taking things in stride. She was adjusting to having less obligations in her life, and having the ability to procrastinate.
She quietly hummed to herself as she pulled the still warm clothes out of the dryer. She neatly folded and stacked the clothes into a basket by her feet, save for a gray shirt and a pair of pants. She picked up the shirt, and took a deep breath in her nose, taking in the fragrant scent of fresh laundry, before she began to put it on.
Maybelle slowly fitted herself into the shirt, and very quickly noticed the shirt seemed more snug than usual. She adjusted her mane to sit on top of the shirt. It was not uncommon for her thick and fluffy mane to get in the way of her fashion choices. After straightening her fur out, she tugged the shirt down once more, and felt along the bottom hem of the shirt. She found that it just barely reached her waistline.
Letting out an exasperated huff, she pulled the shirt off, held it up, and looked at the label inside. It was a medium, like most of her clothing. She held the shirt up to inspect it, as she called for her partner.
“Hey, Jo?” She shouted with a raised voice. “Can you c’mere a second?”
It took only a brief moment before Maybelle heard nimble footsteps descending the stairs to the basement. “What’s up, Belle?”
The Arcanine held the shirt up, turning to face her partner. “Is this one of yours?”
Jordan tilted her head a bit, before she shook her head. “Nope. Not mine! Why do you ask?”
“This shirt is kind of snug on me. I thought it might have been yours, but if it’s not, then I guess it shrank in the wash. It’s an older shirt, so it’s not too big a deal.” she elaborated. She held the shirt out. “Do you want it?”
Jordan bit her lip, before a smile grew on her face.
Maybelle raised an eyebrow. “What?”
“Nothing!” She chimed, claiming the shirt as she stepped closer to Maybelle. “I’m just wondering if this shirt really shrank, is all.” She spoke in a teasing manner, as her hands reached around the Arcanine, embracing and looking up at her. “You aren’t training all the time like you used to, Belle. And you’re not doing those diets you do for weigh-ins. And you’ve been cooking and baking a lot. You’ve probably filled in a little bit, is all.”
“Oh.” Maybelle blushed and looked down at her body for a moment. She put her hands on the Jolteon’s back in reciprocation. “I guess your partner is starting to get fat then, huh?”
“Fat is a bit of a stretch, Belle.” It’s only natural you’re filling out. Your body is just getting used to not constantly dieting and training for a fight. Besides, it’s only a little bit. I’m sure it’s not more than, like, ten pounds or so. I don’t think most people would even notice it with some clothes on.” Jordan reasoned.
Maybelle still seemed less confident about that than Jordan. “Well, my clothes definitely noticed. I just need to pick up the slack on my workouts, is all.”
“If you say so. Just make sure you don’t overdo it if you do, okay?” Jordan stepped back, and took Maybelle’s bigger hands in hers. “For now, I’m gonna go back upstairs. I’m thinking about ordering some take-out, and watching the latest season of Unnatural. First episode’s a two-hour special. Come and join me when you’re done down here, alright?”
Maybelle smiled. “Sure thing, Jo. I’ll be up in a bit.”
Once Jordan headed up the stairs, Maybelle finished her laundry, and picked out a slightly baggier shirt from the pile of folded clothes.
“Only natural. Huh?” She mused to herself, evaluating the better fit of the second shirt.
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