It had been years since Yang had last been to Junior's Club. The good things about that were that her sister Ruby was finally old enough to legally go drinking and that everyone there had, for the most part, forgiven or forgotten what she's done previously. The bad news was that she had put on some weight since her last visit, a lot of weight. She more than outweighed the rest of her team combined, as anyone could see as she led her team in, all of whom were hidden behind her wide body. Her brown jacket was open, letting her massive belly hang out and pour over her strained belt and dangerously taut shorts, which were working hard to contain her huge hindquarters and titanic thighs.
She sashayed up to the bar, her blobby body swinging like a pendulum. The other girls took their stools by the bar as Yang enthusiastically greeted a nervous-looking Junior and sat. However, the cheery grin on Yang quickly disappeared as she went through the stool as if there was nothing there. There definitely was something there, however, as the poor stool's remains were under Yang as she fell flat, the wooden legs poking her pudgy back. She hopped back up onto her feet, her eyes a fiery red as her team braced for impact.
"What the hell Junior!? That stool's way too weak!" Yang complained.
"Uh, h-hang on, we'll get you another," Junior said, knowing from experience to quickly calm Yang as he called out to his staff to get the 'special stool' right away. There were comments Yang's teammates could've made, like Yang being the heaviest person in the club, or that they were all sitting on their stools just fine.
A minute later, another stool was ready. This one was all metal, looking ludicrously reinforced, like it could survive anything, and it was heavy enough that the staff seemed to break a sweat to move it. As they set it down and took a few steps back, Yang took her seat. Unlike the previous stool, this one didn't instantly give out on her, and it barely creaked. However, despite Yang's extra padding, she couldn't find a way to sit comfortably. Being all hard metal, and about half as wide as Yang needed, It wasn't going to work.
"Ugh, this is no good, it's way too hard. I have an idea," Yang said as she hopped back off her seat. She shoved the stool aside easily, making Junior nervous as she went to the normal stools. This time she brought back two of them, setting them next to each other. "This is usually what I have to do," Yang commented as she sat. The stools creaked enough to make Junior wince, but they seemed to hold. Even better, Yang was only a few centimeters too wide for these stools, rather than the metre for the previous stools.
"There we go, just right!" Yang cheered, now that she could properly enjoy her night.