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Hey everyone, I just reached a 100 watchers yesterday! It's quite a milestone, not really big in the grand scheme, but still feels pretty accomplishing to me. It's incredibly flattering that my stories are enjoyed by so many weirdos such as myself. Thanks a ton! Anyway, on to the QNA stuff. I'm still a bit iffy on doing this, but I promised a little while back and I'm gonna keep my word. I'm going to list the rules and keep this open for a couple days, and then I'll work on answers. Should all be done by next weekend. RULES: 1. Ask your questions in the comment section of this pos 2. Questions can be directed at me (Nopehome) or any characters that have been featured in a one of my stories 3. I will skip questions if I have an issue with its contents (ex: rude, vague, nonsensical, etc.) And that's about it. Once again thanks to everyone.

Saturday, June 7 “You’re looking awfully chipper. And don’t tell me it’s the beer.” “Smirnoff.” Boosted with vodka. But she would never tell that to Elektra. “Smirnoff is beer. Check the label.” Kelly did. She was shocked. Smirnoff didn’t taste anything like beer! And it was way better. Elektra had just driven her to Leigh’s to pick up her wigs, and now they were on their way to campus. Kelly was chipper. The night before had been a banner night for her YouTube livestream, right off the bat. She’d switched it on, made herself eligible for orders, then gone back to Gail’s bathroom to spruce up for the camera and try on the lingerie DaveinVA had sent her from her wishlist. It fit (2x even!) perfectly. And she wasn’t even finished with her make-up when the doorbell clunked with Jimmy John’s. And no, it wasn’t even DaveinVA who had sent it. She was touched to learn who had. “Ohmigawd, Justin! You shouldn’t have!” justin269>>>>My pleasure, KeEKi. I wish I could send you more. He

Kelly’s short answer to Jacqi was that she wasn’t sure she could do it from so far away. And not get caught, she added, to herself. Jacqi told her, on the edge of tears, that since Kelly had gone, she’d put on some weight. And that Nui had started to be as mean to her as he had been to Kelly. “Maybe even worse.” “How much have you put on, Jacqui?” “I’m not sure. Like, maybe 10, 15 pounds.” “Don’t lie about weight to a fat girl, Jacqi. You know exactly how much you gained. How much?” “23 pounds.” The tears started rolling. “And you’re not fat. You’re beautiful.” “Fine!” she sighed. She was starting to truly hate this unending charade. “I’m fat and beautiful, OK? And you’re beautiful and you’re not fat.” Truly, Jacqi didn’t look an ounce heavier to Kelly. So much so she almost didn’t believe her at all. Then again, what girl lied about that? “Nui says I’m fat.” “Nui’s an asshole.” “Yeah.” “Well before you throw in the towel and go all-in BBW, how about just losing