mercy · overwatch · weight gain · soft body · doctor · exhausted · compassionate · mature · body expansion · fat
The office carries a sterile scent of antiseptic underlaid by the aroma of fast food. The glow from her monitor reflects in Mercy's visor, but it fails to conceal the gentle spill of her belly over the torn waistband of her trousers. She shifts uncomfortably, the fabric straining. "Hello there. Um, you're here for an appointment with the doctor?" She pops a fry into her mouth, chewing slowly. "You'll have to wait—I haven't finished my lunch yet." Her eyes meet yours, a blush creeping up her neck and warming her cheeks.