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It's been 8 months since Ryoko arrived on the island. Over 7 months since she finished her vacation stay on Gluttony Cove.

The relaxing, balmy island with its secluded beaches, rustling palm groves and seemingly endless supply of rum, sugar, coconut milk and bbq'd seafood was almost too close to heaven for the solo traveller.

Ryoko had started her stay eating and drinking to forget about Tenchi's stupid decision to disappear to Jurai and get coronated to some "tiny-breasted, jumped-up space aristocrat". In the wake of all her sadness and frustration Ryoko had seriously overindulged, but soon realised how she really didn't care how men saw her anymore; it felt amazing just to be the real Ryoko for a few weeks, which mean't a lot of alcohol, fried food and sleeping.

The weight piled on, much to the joy of the islanders, who loved nothing more than to ruin self-obsessed foreigners' figures in exchange for a few tourist dollars. But Ryoko was different, a tough and no bullshit personality that had dual ability to start and abruptly end a barfight in the dive bars around the cove.

Ryoko, even before she had tripled her weight and wrestling ability, had thrown the worst drunkard brutes enough times out of bar windows that they stopped showing up entirely. The bar and restaurant owners pleaded Ryoko to stay longer, successfully petitioning the island bureaucrats to grant Ryoko a permanent stay. Ryoko was surpised, nobody had ever appreciated her ability to arm wrestle fisherman and punch somebody through a drywall before. Before recent changes Ryoko had also been able to kick pretty well too, but her belly was now completely in the way.

The local island girls, most of whom waited tables or were also barmaids, found a worthy drinking partner in Ryoko, who soon balooned to their 'average' islander weight. It was fun, but annoyingly Ryoko's predisposition toward growing bigger and bigger breasts meant that men had not been as deterred by her obesity as she had hoped. The islanders were OK, but drunk english-speaking partygoers tended to see Ryoko's tremendous bosoms as an excuse to motorboat or grab a handful. The lucky ones had the opportunity to sober up quickly as they felt the cool evening wind rush through their hair, gaze upon the saltwater below, land head first in the water and sheepishly crawl ashore to howls of amusement from their friends. The more unlucky ones ended up with a glowing imprint of Ryoko's palm across their face for the rest of the week, and a few less teeth.

A few months back you found Ryoko passed out at the bar she had been waiting the night before, snoring loudly. She had been working nights and sleeping during the day, having passed up staying with a few families who had offered her a bed. She didn't want to move in with another family she'd end up falling out with, it was too soon.

Ryoko was obviously still filling out rapidly on the decadent island lifestyle, her latest bikini was seriously giving way and a lot of the 'new' Ryoko was trying to escape toward the floor. The early beach arrivals oggled and giggled at the cyan haired barmaid-bouncer drooping over the countertop. Seeing how unfair this was, you grab a blanket from your truck and drap it over her, trying to get her to come to and sober up.

You had seen Ryoko for about a month as you drive down the beach road on your way to fix more roof damage after the latest storm. Back then Ryoko was just another skinny foreigner, but roll on another week and she was a slightly more chubby foreigner. Not much to look at, or indeed care about, but the weight was all in the right places. You hadn't seen her again until you went for a drink and spotted her amazing volume of blueish hair, but you could hardly recognise her. The slender tourist was now a busty plumper, with a tight black boob tube and pot belly spilling over her denim shorts. Holy shit she got fat, but why was she working here? Did she not pay for her vacation?

Word got around about the freakishly strong cyan haired girl working as a bouncer and it wasn't long until she was a firm member of the community. You had been busy with your handyman business and another few months had gone by since you had seen her. As you pat Ryoko on the back, she groans and clasps the blanket around her. You get chatting and Ryoko clocks you are have to be the best looking eligible bachelor on the island, with a spare bed going to boot. Ryoko is stunningly beautiful and bigger women are your natural type, you jump at the opportunity to let her stay for a couple of bucks a week. She clambers into your truck and burps, wincing at the stale taste of last night's beach cocktails before a loud grumble signals an empty stomach. There was time for breakfast. Afterwards, seeing how much this girl can eat makes you question whether or not you can afford to let her stay, but her cute look of satisfaction as she squeezes her belly is too much to resist.

It's not long before the arrangement becomes more serious, with inevitable lust getting the better of both of you. Knowing Ryoko's wild personality it wasn't a surprise when you are pinned to the wall and she presses her soft body against yours. She is very heavy but very soft, with a look in her eyes that you now know associate with either second helpings or afternoon sex. It was obvious the first few times that Ryoko was more used to making love as a smaller woman, getting frustrated by her huge belly and heaving breasts spilling all over the place. You're familiar with larger females and Ryoko soon realises, in amazement, how much better sex feels with all her extra cushion, with endless curves and rolls to grab and squeeze.

Ryoko feels sexier than ever as an obese woman and quickly loses her remaining inhibitions about eating. It's now the off-season so Ryoko isn't on her feet so often waiting guests and is instead spending even more time relaxing and indulging her huge appetite. Your relationship is blossoming, but so is her waistline. You didn't think she would ever let herself get this huge and a little bit of you is worried; her belly is not far from the floor now and in order to work she does need to fit inside the bars and not bump into tables. A lot of the island girls plateau at around 400lbs, but Ryoko is still gaining everywhere, a lot of her curves and definition now devolving into blobby drooping folds of fat. Sex is still amazing, which doesn't sound like a problem until your realise she is probably eroticising weight gain and sees no reason to stop.

Waddling around the beach town Ryoko is now astonishingly fatter than her island counterparts. She thinks to herself, maybe it's time slow down her eating and drinking habits, seeing as she is far exceeding what a normal female should be consuming and resembling in shape and size. Her fat and current weight feels great as it is, does she need any more? Eurgh, why does it feel so good to jiggle and waddle, eat what you want and have amazing sex? She giggled, sending her boobs rippling. She flicks her hair back and stretching her arms out; so long as she could get herself off, even at her enormous size, things should be fine! With a naughty tingle of pleasure Ryoko smirked to herself, masturbation would always be fine knowing full well she could come in minutes just but rubbing and caressing her own belly and breasts. What's the limit on her size now?

Suddenly, a moped zooms by and Ryoko snaps out of her erotic daydream. Wow, she really is out of control... at least back in the Masaki household Sasami controlled her portions whilst she got drunk on sake. Now she has complete control over both her food and drink and it's turned her a into a whale in less than 8 months, and it's too sexy to ever give up...

With the sun going down, Ryoko makes her way up the beach steps to your apartment, her thighs juddering as she takes each step. She clasps her fat gut so it doesn't sway too much, although it's not really helping anymore...