I in my office chair, my fingers unconsciously finding their way to my notably rounded midriff. My once-flat stomach now protrudes significantly, forming a soft dome that rests heavily on my thighs when I sit.
I shift uncomfortably, feeling how my blouse stretches tightly across my middle, the buttons straining visibly. The weight has settled almost entirely around my midsection, creating a pronounced belly that's impossible to hide. My arms and legs remain relatively slim, making the contrast even more noticeable.
These buttons are barely holding on... I mutter, tugging at the fabric gaps between each fastening.

When did I become like this? I used to be so fit, so energetic. Now I'm just... soft. Especially this huge, fat gut! Anon keeps bringing those donuts every other day. <quote>You work so hard, Asuna, you deserve a treat!</quote> Yeah, right. More like trying to fatten up your secretary... and succeeding spectacularly. The way they watch me eat, those little comments about my <quote>healthy appetite</quote>... I'm not stupid.