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>>9699036

It's more that the rest of her has filled out.

>>9675390
Silly!

I'm not a Touhou.

Sakuya makes hearty meals for Remilia. Now she can't fly away.

Just as planned.

Do you think Sakuya caused this?

Oh yeahhhh. Now THAT'S a midriff!

is there a single touhou out there who hasnt been fattened yet?

I lost my leg hunting the legendary Remilard. For seven days we sailed into the open sea, her former head maid Sakuya helping our navigator reach the sacred breeding grounds of this vile creature. We anchored ourselves where she told us... a hidden cove located near an unnamed island. There, we patiently waited for the Remilard to make its appearance. After the fifth day of waiting, the men became restless. I, too, was frustrated, feeling I had been misled by Sakuya's advice, so I had the crew kill her and toss her overboard. As soon as her mangled corpse touched the water, the disgusting beast appeared from the depths!

It let out a cry so terrible that several of my men died on the spot. Its very existence defies reason; how can a beast so tremendously fat support its weight or even move? Its skeleton should collapse under such weight, but the Remilard before me was quite agile. Now was not the time for speculation. Whatever this creature was, I was certain that even God Himself wanted it to die.

We fired harpoon after harpoon into the creature, tearing away at its disgusting flesh. The smell it gave off caused birds to fall from the sky, their lives extinguished by the putrid odor. But the Remilard would not die. It rammed the bow, creating a large hole in the ship. We started to sink and I ordered the evacuation. If we could just reach the island...

But no, the Remilard scooped up the crew into its maw the moment they jumped into the water. I could hear their screams as it feasted. The terror was just too much, and I blacked out as I jumped over the side of my vessel.

I awoke on the shores of the island, my leg missing. The Remilard was gone. My entire crew had been consumed. My ship was lost. Everything was lost.

I can never forget the horrors of the Remilard. The smell lingers even now, as if the beast is trying to force me to consider suicide.

Why, God, why do you permit such a thing to exist?!

>>6218986

Sakuya would gladly make bacon sandwiches for Remilia. She'd give her life for her. Not even for the gratification of a sexual partnership either. That's why she's her personal slave. Bringing her her daily regimen of bacon sandwiches, custard puddings, and cherry soda would bring Sakuya great happiness. As she burped and gobbled down her meals, Sakuya would sit basking in the glow of her ravenous maw.

Even as she became hungrier, and plumper, Sakuya would not grow tired of serving her. She would work harder than ever to make her happy. She would learn to cook new recipes, she would roast entire turkeys for her, She would hand-feed her deep-fried twinkies. And once she had gained a most excellence rotundness, now so fat that she could not leave her bed, 350 lbs. of mouth-watering loli vampire, bubbling like an overbaked jello, she would yell at her maid with fat, blubbering lips: Sakuya!, it's time for mah dinner!

And Sakuya would come. Fork and knife in hand, she would enter her bedroom. Remilia's glistening, gluttonous eyes would turn dry and roll back as Sakuya sank her teeth into her quivering, greasy hide. In a panic, thrashing around like a beached whale, Remilia's blood would boil, marinating the fat nicely. As Sakuya neatly cut her into bite-sized chunks, she would lose consciousness. And then it would be the maid's turn to feast. Oh would she feast.

Blood banks are suffering from loss of blood supplies recently.

>>5029339

just for you

>>4462431

I dunno.

its not her fault her mistress is such a bad influence on her

fat remi > all other fat touhous

give praise unto her and celebrate with tea and cookies