Nier Automata: Sinful Cravings (SSBBW/Long Fanfic)
This story involves 9S, the Commander, 2B, and a few other Operators. Warning: this tale discusses spoilers, has elements of 2B x 9S, and contains subject matter that could be unsettling.
The white halls of the Bunker carry a futuristic design. Right now, two Operators sporting thick thighs and pot bellies are standing outside 9S’ bedroom. The signup sheet for haptic therapy is posted beside his door.
The first Operator smirks as if she finally had revenge. “Well I heard 2B and the Commander are so big they can’t leave their rooms. The MV is hitting them harder than a high-speed missile.”
She then clutches her fattened belly as if fond of it. “Superior models they say? Ha! The higher-ups may be equipped with fancy stuff, but it’s hilarious how they can’t even handle the faintest hint of a metabolism virus.”
“I don’t think this situation is all that funny,” the second Operator says. The girl sighs