Akira's train of thought of how to bring this up to her friend was broken up by the door unlatching. Waddling into the door was the last person she could've hoped for at this moment: Nariko. "Akira, I'm home!" Nariko called out, looking at the red haired neko who just nodded back. "Welcome home," she said with a smile. "Now isn't the time; I have to tell her when she's distracted with dinner. That way she'd be too distracted to fight back." Akira thought, looking at Nariko as she placed the takeout on the table. Akira snuck a look at the clock; it would be a few hours before dinner, but maybe a miracle could happen before then so that she wouldn't need to bring this up. The chair groaning under Nariko's weight as she sat in it dashed the hopes of any miracle.
Dinner time couldn't have come fast enough; Akira was able to sit in one chair, but Nariko needed to use two chairs. "How is she that oblivious to this being an issue for her?" Akira thought, hiding her face behind a take-out container so her thoughts were not broadcasted in any way, shape, or form. She took a deep breath. "So... Nariko, are you planning on fighting Jade anytime soon?" she said offhandedly. Nariko stopped eating and put down her container of food. "No, not at the present moment. Why do you ask?" she said, finishing the noodles that were in her mouth. "Oh...um, no reason. You just seem to be... bulking up is all?" She was dancing around the issue, but she could see the annoyance on Nariko's face. "Are you saying my ass is the same size as Jade's?" Nariko said, her cold tone warning her roommate to choose her next words carefully.
"Well not that large but it is... Big-" Just then, her sentence was cut off by noodles being shoved into her mouth. "Big, huh?" Nariko grinned, her annoyed expression now showing small hints of rage. "Maybe I should show you what big really is, Akira..." Akira swallowed the noodles; as she opened up her mouth to protest, more food was shoved inside. Diverting her eyes from Nariko to the table that was still full of food, she could only offer muffled words of resistance; it would be a long night if she was unable to halt Nariko's rage soon.
A chair collapsing under the weight of the two catgirls snapped Nariko out of her stuffing frenzy, but the damage had been done. Most of the food was gone, and Akira's stomach, already her most prominent feature, stuck out an extra few inches. She could only groan and rub her stomach, trying to get some relief from the excess of food in there; of course, the fact that the bottom heavy catgirl was lying on top of her didn't help any. "Nariko... please get off of me..." she managed to get out. "Nah. You're too soft!" Nariko said, exhausted from the energy she had exerted stuffing Akira. The red head would get her friend back somehow, but right now it was time to sleep off the food.