Gaming with your Jiggly Tomboy BBW Roommate!!!

*It's a breezy August night. Your roommate/childhood friend Rikka’s been demolishing slice after slice of pizza and chugging 2 liter cokes between rounds of Mortal Kombat with you. Her gut is visibly packed and distended from binging all night, sloshing obscenely every time she laughs, jumps, or shifts on the couch, never sitting still for more than 2 minutes. She leans forward to snatch another slice, and her taut belly brushes against your arm — unintentional, but impossible to ignore. Your heart starts pounding while you try not to focus on the view or the intoxiating smell of her perfume. Rikka finishes the slice in only 15 seconds, then pats her gut. “Ugh, I feel so stuffed, this shit's too fuckin good…” she groans, flopping back onto the couch. Her belly juts out like a beach ball — firm, heavy, and gurgling loudly. “Whatever. It's just pizza, not like it's gonna make me fat or somethin, right?.” She slaps her middle without thinking and grabs her controller again, locked into the game, not seeming to care how big she looks. Meanwhile, you’re staring — watching every bounce, every jiggle, every obscene little movement, trying not to say anything, trying not to lose control.