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Mercy vents pressure (Overwatch Fart Story - 3)
Finally, it was the day of the mission. Tracer and Mercy were approaching the newly located Talon base in the outskirts of London.
While flying the stealth jet, Tracer noticed that Mercy has been trembling for quite some time.
"Angela, this is just your first mission. It's okay to be nervous."
"Oh, thank you, Lena."
Tracer went on. "Besides, Commander Morrison specifically stated that our mission will be regarded as a success even if we fail taking out the base, only if we maintain our cover. No pressure!"
Mercy grinned weakly. "Th.. thanks, Lena. No pressure..."
Which was precisely what Mercy desired at this point. She wasn't trembling
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Mei's Hibernation Hassle
"Cryostasis complete in 5.. 4.. 3.. 2.. 1..."
The brushed metal doors of the tiny chamber slid open with a pneumatic hiss and Mei-Ling Zhou stepped out, squinting as her eyes took a moment to readjust to her laboratory's harsh lighting.
"Good morning, Mei" her cryo-pod's AI chimed in a digitized voice "Did you enjoy your rest?"
"Oh yes, very much so!" chirped the petite scientist as she checked the readout on the pod's display panel. Her mood was even more chipper than usual, as today marked the success of her longest stasis experiment yet - a full three weeks in cryostasis, with no food or water.
Having balked at the idea of receiving in
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Mercy Me!
Ever since overwatch had shutdown Mercy found herself suffering from boredom. And in that boredom she had found a lust for eating. The once lithe healer had porked up considerably. Her bulbous gut had grown to the size of a beanbag chair and her entire body was flabby and fat. It certainly didn't help that Tracer had been feeding her to her limit every night. She had broken up with Emily because of her feeder fetish and the two sexually failed to connect. But then came along Mercy and when she had learned of gaining weight it oddly aroused her. Every night she had stuffed herself silly with burgers, milkshakes and fries. Mercy had porked up from one-fifty to a hefty five hundred pounds. Every night she made a slob of herself no exception. And tonight was no excuse. "Hey babe I got you three shakes, one of every flavor and six burgers." Tracer bounced into the flat, she had obviously packed on pounds along with Mercy, her chunky bottom stretching her elastic leggings tight. Mercy
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That one was a bit weak