In the Fullness of Time 4 - 11

The sun was setting low by the time they had collectively waddled to the set up only mere meters away.

Where once had been a site of exercise was now a site of indulgence, all expertly prepared between the space between seconds which Sakuya ruled over. Had Meiling been privy to those moments, she would have witnessed each lumbering footfall followed by ragged breaths of effort, which were then followed by a period of well earned rest in the form of a short nap before resuming the trudge.

Those cumulative moments left in their wake, a gate guard all too willing to serve and, against all reason, a EVEN FATTER maid whose size was only rivaled by her appetite….