>>1068985It's 2022, and the Holomyth will be having their own segment in the Hololive concert. All the girls (minus Calliope) flew to Japan for singing and dancing training. You, the dancing instructor were excited to meet the girls for the first time. First came Calliope, then Kiara, then Amelia, and finally Ina. However, when you saw Ina you were dumbfounded. She was massively pregnant. There could be no other reason for the rest of her body remaining relatively slender while her stomach was round and enormous. You went over to her, concerned. After all, a pregnant woman shouldn't be moving around and dancing. "Ms. Ninomae, I didn't realize you were expecting. I think you should sit this concert out. It isn't good for the baby for you to be exerting yourself." Ina looked confused for a moment, and then the realization of what you were saying dawned on her. She blushed furiously and looked at the ground and muttered "I-i'm not pregnant...". Seeing your mistake, you grew pale and stammered an apology. After that, Ina avoided you as much as possible. Who wouldn't? You couldn't help but feel ashamed for making such a stupid mistake and ruining your relationship with her. But you had a job to do, and so did Ina. She faithfully showed up to every class and tried her best, even though she avoided looking you in the eyes. Unfortunately, her stomach proved to be a major impediment. Whenever she moved too quickly, her great belly bounced and jiggled, throwing her off balance. Watching it shaking back and forth was almost hypnotizing, it almost looked alive. It got in the way when she had to move her arms in front of her, the great barricade of fat preventing her from bringing her arms anywhere close to the rest of her body. She nearly fell over from the sheer weight whenever she tried a jump. Stretches were even worse, if that were possible. Ina couldn't touch her feet with her belly in the way, and the great round mass prevented her from lifting her feet up higher than her waist. After practice, you could often find her sitting on the floor, her legs splayed, panting as if she'd run a marathon. With each deep breath her belly rose and fell, and with each small movement it jiggled from side to side. One day after practice, when she thought she was alone you spied her alone in the dance practice room. Ina took her hands and hefted up her stomach and let go, watching it bounce up and down. Then she began to cry, clearly upset with her body. There was nothing for you to do but watch helplessly and pray that all her exercise would pay off.
