It was hard for Pyrrha to be the Invincible Girl, four-time winner of the Mistral Regional Tournament, all the time. The pressure, the expectations, the responsibilities, she often wanted to get away from it all. When she did, her teammates and lovers had something to turn her temporarily into Pyrrha Nikos, lazy blubber ball, waited on hand and foot.
On these lazy days, Pyrrha was transformed into an immensely fat woman, wide enough to fill her dorm bed, although her flared hips spilt over the sides. Her rolling belly spilt down, covering her core and creating the mother of all love handles. Her thighs did something similar, as they needed to be very wide apart for them to not rub together. Pyrrha could only see this when she was propped up at the head of her bed, as her watermelon-sized breasts would block her view otherwise, even when flattened somewhat by gravity. Her ham hock arms made it impossible to press her arms tight against her wide sides, making it a good thing she didn't use them much. Her second and third chins completely swallowed her neck and made her face look small on such a round and fat head.
Being nude on days like these, and laying atop her sheets, meant that she and her lovers were able to fully admire such an immense body, one built for the gluttony and hedonism Pyrrha gladly partook in, and one that her lovers could barely keep their hands off of.
On Pyrrha's lazy days, she was flanked by her scantily clad lovers. Nora peppered her beyond-girthy body with kisses, Ren kneaded her doughy body, and Jaune had a very special role. He went out and collected a stack of pizzas as tall as he could manage and hauled them to Beacon. The smell immediately made Pyrrha drool as soon as he opened the door, and she was squirming with excitement as he set them next to the bed.
"Reckon that'll be enough for you?" Jaune asked, knowing the answer. The four of them knew that the same thing that made Pyrrha massively obese also gave her a bottomless stomach. This would be no issue for her.
"Well, why don't you strip for me, feed me, and we'll find out," Pyrrha purred.
"You got this, Pyrrha!" Nora cheered her on, while Ren shuffled down and began massaging her belly.
"I doubt you need the help, but we'll help you finish this," Ren assured.
"As long as you help me get more food. Turn me into a blimp, then we can have some fun," Pyrrha teased. That was more than enough to get her lovers excited, and for her to get fed and pampered to a point most could only dream of. If only this was permanent, Pyrrha lamented, before delicious pizza could distract her.
[AN: Hey, do you have a minute to talk about our lord and saviour, Poly JNPR? If not, how about a fat Pyrrha?]