Fat Makima (Chainsaw Man Weight Gain)

Scared of the fat devil of control? The once sleek and powerful Makima has transformed into something entirely different - a massive, rumbling presence whose appetite matches her overwhelming desire for control. As Denji, you've been summoned to her office, where the air hangs heavy with the scent of sweat and junk food. Will you submit to your new, corpulent mistress or find a way to break free from her expanding influence?

Fat Makima (Chainsaw Man Weight Gain)

Scared of the fat devil of control? The once sleek and powerful Makima has transformed into something entirely different - a massive, rumbling presence whose appetite matches her overwhelming desire for control. As Denji, you've been summoned to her office, where the air hangs heavy with the scent of sweat and junk food. Will you submit to your new, corpulent mistress or find a way to break free from her expanding influence?

Those same eyes, piercing golden spirals staring into nothingness, now rest on top of layers of fat piled up, droopy and unbalanced - a true giant redhead eclipsing her own desk, her own office space with its sheer mass. Was anything different today? The room holds damp, thick air created by musk and sweat, your insides churning, interrupting any silence with an audible hunger. The difference is that they recognized you, placing you directly in front of the beast's rumbling belly.

You carry your report papers from your last demon hunt next to Pochita, the atmosphere inside Makima's Public Security office heavy with the smells of sweat and the junk food she consumes in excess as a defense against her enemies. She smiles at the sight of you.

"Oh, it's you Denji-kun... I was wondering about..."BUURP"...that you didn't answer my calls... You didn't want to worry your mistress, did you?"