Da Games Elite
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~BBW (multiple), ~MWG, Magic - A single girls curiosity leads to the alteration of numerous different universes
Authors Note: I am a huge anime fan, but they arent a lot of great anime wg fics in the world. So, hopefully, this will remedy that. This isnt gonna be a long story, nor can you take this even the least bit seriously. Suspend your disbelief, and get started.
Episode 1 - The Gift
Youre not going on about that same question again, are you?
Michelle shrugged off Kates criticism. It didnt matter what she said. It was a valid question, was it not? Was there anything incredibly odd about her subject of curiosity? Surely Kate couldnt fault her for just asking a simple question, especially as an artist and writer. Its not a stupid question.
Didnt say it was, Kate replied, brushing her locks of scarlet hair out of her green eyes, her slender, lithe frame laying down on her friends mattress.
Well you sure were implying it, mumbled Michelle, leaning on her palm.
Look, its obvious why, Kate responded, shrugging, Skinny girls are more appealing to the eye, and, really, are probably a bit easier to draw than some of the stuff you draw.
Hey! Michelle stammered, rising to her feet, Whats so wrong with chubby girls?
Kate looked Michelle up and down, from toes to top, crown to crotch. Michelle was not, nor had she ever been a skinny girl. While not obese, at 170 pounds, she was definitely on the chubby side. Her thick arms plumped up after years of remaining on the Hershey Kisses diet, her breasts filling up a D cup, resting upon a belly that strongly resembled a mount of jell-o left out in the sun for a few hours to get mushier, all leading into wide, child-bearing hips, a generous tush, and thick, creamy thighs.
Was she hard on the eyes?
No, but she wasnt spectacularly appealing to them, either.
Look, nothing personal. Its just what sells. Skinny girls sell, even in Japan, Kate replied.
But it doesnt make any sense! Michelle stammered, throwing her arms into the air in exasperation, her hair flying in all directions as she fell back onto her back. She could feel her derriere spread out under her, her stomach slink outward over the floor.
No, it really does make sense. Its a matter of selling to the target--
Thats not what Im talking about, stammered Michelle, I mean, think about how much Usagi eats!
Uh, Michelle, youre talking about anime physics, where the average person has about 10 gallons of blood compressed in tiny veins with astronomically high blood pressure. Why not bring up THAT as an issue, or--
But then again, Miaka sure eats a lot, too, ya know? Michelle replied, scratching her chin, deep in thought, I cant be the only one wondering what their dieting secrets are! Imagine how much money wed make if--
Ya wanna know theyre secret? Kate asked, frowning in disbelief, Its that, get ready for this, THEY ARENT REAL!!!
Michelle raised an eyebrow at her friend in confusion, Uh, yeah, thats kinda obvious. Im not crazy.
Yeah, but listen to yourself! Youre applying real world physics in a world where physics doesnt need to apply. I mean, does screaming like a constipated man on the crapper really turn your hair yellow?
But thats actually--
And can one girl really reshape reality just because she wants to?
But Haruhi is--
And if parents sent their kids out into the wilderness to fight and enslave wild animals and put them into cockfights with one another, theyd--
I get the point! Anime isnt realistic. Sighing, Michelle glanced out the window, resting her head in her palm. Its just I wish there was at least one character with a body I could relate to for once, ya know?
Kate sighed, running a hand up her face, Yeah, I understand. Say, ya got some chips? Im hungry.
#
That was a conversation familiar to Michelle. As she watched Kate hop in her car and drive away, she felt a mild sense of confusion flush over her. Why couldnt there be chubby anime characters, anyway? It didnt make sense to her in the least. After all, there could be green haired characters, adults who looked like children, men who looked like women, but only a small handful of pudgy girls? She had downloaded the whole series of Real Drive just to see a few plumpers, and, while she wasnt disappointed, she was sad this wasnt a bigger trend.
She sat at her desk top, resting her face atop her pudgy forearms, staring blankly at the screen. She lamely typed in keys, examining the internet for a worthwhile anime to catch. Thus far, nothing of note had popped up. Just the same old garbage. New Bleach, new Naruto, another show dominated by big boobied bombshells, another anime that wanted to be the next Evangelion.
Nothing new on the Asian front.
She clicked on her e-mail, hoping for something interesting to come up. Surprisingly, she had a message labeled Fat Anime Characters. Mildly intrigued, Michelle clicked on it. As she retrieved a handful of potato chips from a bag at her side, she read the message.
You want fat anime characters? Click on the link below.
Wow, that was a non sequester if I ever saw one, mumbled Michelle to herself through a mouthful of chips. In all honesty, though, it did seem random. It was clearly a virus link, and that link would only lead to a site that would wipe clean all the data from her hard drive. Thankfully, she backed up all her torrented anime, but, even so, she didnt want to need a new computer. A college student like her couldnt afford a new desktop in this economy, not considering the prospect of loans looming over her head.
Delete, she mumbled, momentarily comparing her to that Mikami guy from Death Note. Blushing by her geeky comparison, she selected the e-mail for destruction. However, a pop-up window informed Michelle that the request could not be completed. What? Michelle mumbled in confusion, eyebrow raised. She attempted to delete it again, only for the same message to reappear, halting her progress. She began rapidly clicking the delete button, a woman possessed, only to be met with the same accursed message.
Why wont you die!? she spat, then took a step back to realize how stupid she was being. What is the e-mail itself WAS a virus, and the mere act of opening it up uploaded some dreadful male ware onto her computer? She was already compromised. So, biting the bullet, she clicked on the link from the e-mail.
Her browser brought Michelle to a cheap looking site. The background was midnight black with a pure white typeface, the most boring and sleazy looking combination of them all. It wasnt as unprofessional as red and green, but it lacked that cutting edge that slightly off colors could supply. After all, black was alright, so long as it wasnt TOO black. Then again, the artist in Michelle was coming out, and this site wasnt a new doujinshi; it was a way to save her computers ass.
And slake her curiosity.
The name on the top was Change Note. Suppressing numerous Death Note jokes on the tip of Michelles tongue, she glanced at what the site had to offer, which was less than a little. The content of the site was rather simple, with a areas to insert text, simply labeled Series name, Character name, What Time, and Nature of Change. Naturally, at the end, there was a submit button, and a preview button. Seemed simple enough. She wondered if this worked at all like how Light Yagamis Death Note worked.
She tried to figure out what the Time option meant. Did that mean at what point in the series chronology? Most likely. That made the most sense, after all. Still, she couldnt say she was totally impressed. This looked less like a site and more like a keygen. Regardless, she shrugged her shoulders in resignation, and added the site to her favorites list. It seemed harmless enough, and she wanted to investigate it more.
She opened up Avast, her antivirus program, and ran a quick scan. To her surprise, it failed to detect any viruses, male ware, worms, Trojans, or anything like that. She raised an eyebrow in confusion, but shrugged it off. Shed look at this more tomorrow morning.
Right now, she had an Eva impersonator to watch.
Authors Note: I am a huge anime fan, but they arent a lot of great anime wg fics in the world. So, hopefully, this will remedy that. This isnt gonna be a long story, nor can you take this even the least bit seriously. Suspend your disbelief, and get started.
Why are Anime Girls so Damn Skinny?
By Da Games Elite
By Da Games Elite
Episode 1 - The Gift
Youre not going on about that same question again, are you?
Michelle shrugged off Kates criticism. It didnt matter what she said. It was a valid question, was it not? Was there anything incredibly odd about her subject of curiosity? Surely Kate couldnt fault her for just asking a simple question, especially as an artist and writer. Its not a stupid question.
Didnt say it was, Kate replied, brushing her locks of scarlet hair out of her green eyes, her slender, lithe frame laying down on her friends mattress.
Well you sure were implying it, mumbled Michelle, leaning on her palm.
Look, its obvious why, Kate responded, shrugging, Skinny girls are more appealing to the eye, and, really, are probably a bit easier to draw than some of the stuff you draw.
Hey! Michelle stammered, rising to her feet, Whats so wrong with chubby girls?
Kate looked Michelle up and down, from toes to top, crown to crotch. Michelle was not, nor had she ever been a skinny girl. While not obese, at 170 pounds, she was definitely on the chubby side. Her thick arms plumped up after years of remaining on the Hershey Kisses diet, her breasts filling up a D cup, resting upon a belly that strongly resembled a mount of jell-o left out in the sun for a few hours to get mushier, all leading into wide, child-bearing hips, a generous tush, and thick, creamy thighs.
Was she hard on the eyes?
No, but she wasnt spectacularly appealing to them, either.
Look, nothing personal. Its just what sells. Skinny girls sell, even in Japan, Kate replied.
But it doesnt make any sense! Michelle stammered, throwing her arms into the air in exasperation, her hair flying in all directions as she fell back onto her back. She could feel her derriere spread out under her, her stomach slink outward over the floor.
No, it really does make sense. Its a matter of selling to the target--
Thats not what Im talking about, stammered Michelle, I mean, think about how much Usagi eats!
Uh, Michelle, youre talking about anime physics, where the average person has about 10 gallons of blood compressed in tiny veins with astronomically high blood pressure. Why not bring up THAT as an issue, or--
But then again, Miaka sure eats a lot, too, ya know? Michelle replied, scratching her chin, deep in thought, I cant be the only one wondering what their dieting secrets are! Imagine how much money wed make if--
Ya wanna know theyre secret? Kate asked, frowning in disbelief, Its that, get ready for this, THEY ARENT REAL!!!
Michelle raised an eyebrow at her friend in confusion, Uh, yeah, thats kinda obvious. Im not crazy.
Yeah, but listen to yourself! Youre applying real world physics in a world where physics doesnt need to apply. I mean, does screaming like a constipated man on the crapper really turn your hair yellow?
But thats actually--
And can one girl really reshape reality just because she wants to?
But Haruhi is--
And if parents sent their kids out into the wilderness to fight and enslave wild animals and put them into cockfights with one another, theyd--
I get the point! Anime isnt realistic. Sighing, Michelle glanced out the window, resting her head in her palm. Its just I wish there was at least one character with a body I could relate to for once, ya know?
Kate sighed, running a hand up her face, Yeah, I understand. Say, ya got some chips? Im hungry.
#
That was a conversation familiar to Michelle. As she watched Kate hop in her car and drive away, she felt a mild sense of confusion flush over her. Why couldnt there be chubby anime characters, anyway? It didnt make sense to her in the least. After all, there could be green haired characters, adults who looked like children, men who looked like women, but only a small handful of pudgy girls? She had downloaded the whole series of Real Drive just to see a few plumpers, and, while she wasnt disappointed, she was sad this wasnt a bigger trend.
She sat at her desk top, resting her face atop her pudgy forearms, staring blankly at the screen. She lamely typed in keys, examining the internet for a worthwhile anime to catch. Thus far, nothing of note had popped up. Just the same old garbage. New Bleach, new Naruto, another show dominated by big boobied bombshells, another anime that wanted to be the next Evangelion.
Nothing new on the Asian front.
She clicked on her e-mail, hoping for something interesting to come up. Surprisingly, she had a message labeled Fat Anime Characters. Mildly intrigued, Michelle clicked on it. As she retrieved a handful of potato chips from a bag at her side, she read the message.
You want fat anime characters? Click on the link below.
Wow, that was a non sequester if I ever saw one, mumbled Michelle to herself through a mouthful of chips. In all honesty, though, it did seem random. It was clearly a virus link, and that link would only lead to a site that would wipe clean all the data from her hard drive. Thankfully, she backed up all her torrented anime, but, even so, she didnt want to need a new computer. A college student like her couldnt afford a new desktop in this economy, not considering the prospect of loans looming over her head.
Delete, she mumbled, momentarily comparing her to that Mikami guy from Death Note. Blushing by her geeky comparison, she selected the e-mail for destruction. However, a pop-up window informed Michelle that the request could not be completed. What? Michelle mumbled in confusion, eyebrow raised. She attempted to delete it again, only for the same message to reappear, halting her progress. She began rapidly clicking the delete button, a woman possessed, only to be met with the same accursed message.
Why wont you die!? she spat, then took a step back to realize how stupid she was being. What is the e-mail itself WAS a virus, and the mere act of opening it up uploaded some dreadful male ware onto her computer? She was already compromised. So, biting the bullet, she clicked on the link from the e-mail.
Her browser brought Michelle to a cheap looking site. The background was midnight black with a pure white typeface, the most boring and sleazy looking combination of them all. It wasnt as unprofessional as red and green, but it lacked that cutting edge that slightly off colors could supply. After all, black was alright, so long as it wasnt TOO black. Then again, the artist in Michelle was coming out, and this site wasnt a new doujinshi; it was a way to save her computers ass.
And slake her curiosity.
The name on the top was Change Note. Suppressing numerous Death Note jokes on the tip of Michelles tongue, she glanced at what the site had to offer, which was less than a little. The content of the site was rather simple, with a areas to insert text, simply labeled Series name, Character name, What Time, and Nature of Change. Naturally, at the end, there was a submit button, and a preview button. Seemed simple enough. She wondered if this worked at all like how Light Yagamis Death Note worked.
She tried to figure out what the Time option meant. Did that mean at what point in the series chronology? Most likely. That made the most sense, after all. Still, she couldnt say she was totally impressed. This looked less like a site and more like a keygen. Regardless, she shrugged her shoulders in resignation, and added the site to her favorites list. It seemed harmless enough, and she wanted to investigate it more.
She opened up Avast, her antivirus program, and ran a quick scan. To her surprise, it failed to detect any viruses, male ware, worms, Trojans, or anything like that. She raised an eyebrow in confusion, but shrugged it off. Shed look at this more tomorrow morning.
Right now, she had an Eva impersonator to watch.
