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- azure: anyway
- azure: butts and whatnot :V
- catanon: Yes.
- catanon: And how particularly large mine is.
- azure: has it grown recently :u
- catanon: Yes, sadly. uvu
- catanon: Along with my belly and chest.
- azure: hmm
- azure: too much christmas candy i'd say
- catanon: No kidding. D:
- catanon: My bras and pants fit really tightly now.
- azure: no new clothes for christmas?
- catanon: I got some new pjs!
- azure: ooh
- azure: sounds comfy~
- catanon: And they fit comfortably. :>
- catanon: Yes.
- azure: at least you have somehting then
- catanon: Yep.~
- catanon: Got some new panties, too!
- azure: heh
- azure: christmas underwear seems to be a unviersal constant
- catanon: I got them after Christmas. :3c
- azure: oh
- azure: still counts :U
- catanon: Hehe!
- catanon has been eating a lot of cheesecake lately, too.
- azure: ooh
- azure: cheesecake is delicious~
- catanon: It issss.
- azure: sounds like you've been eating well all things considered :v
- catanon: Yep. <v<
- azure: did you get to have a christmas dinner too?
- catanon: Mmhm!
- azure: good~
- catanon: It was delicious. :>
- azure: and filling apparently~
- catanon: Yep...
- catanon: It gave me quite a bit of gas, too. xvx
- azure: aw
- azure: hope nobody minded D:
- catanon: I don't think they noticed, I was very quiet. <v<
- catanon: I let it all out when I was finally alone, though. x3
- azure: heh
- azure: family gathering i take it :V
- catanon: Not really, just my parents and myself.
- azure: ah
- azure: well more for you i guess
- azure: its just a shame you didnt have anyone to help get all that fullness and gassiness out
- azure: either way its hard to say whether the impact on your waistline was good or bad
- azure: on one hand delicious food and delicious curves, on the other hand tight pants and bubble butts
- azure: hmm
- catanon: Yeah... <v<
- catanon: Not having anybody to rub my belly and push out the gas when I have it is hard, though... :<
- catanon: And so is having tight clothing, it pushes my belly out into a muffin and it just sags in front of me when I sit down.
- azure: aww
- azure: it definitely sounds like it got bigger
- azure: part of me wonders how much you gained, although "plenty" sounds like a good estimate~
- catanon: Hehe. uvu
- catanon: My tummy is certainly heavier, too.
- azure: hopefully lugging it around isnt too hard on you~
- azure: otherwise we'd have to get someone to help you handle so much tummy
- catanon: Yep. xvx
- catanon rolls onto her back.
- azure rests a hand on the curve of her tummy
- catanon purrs softly.
- catanon: It's hard making sure it doesn't poke out too much...
- azure: well its ok if you want to just let it hang out here~
- azure tugs her shirt up to reveal her creamy skin
- catanon blushes as it just wobbles out a bit, spilling over the hem of her pants a bit.
- catanon: Oh, thanks...
- catanon: (Pardon the slow responses, I'm talking with a friend. x3 )
- azure: (no worries)
- azure slips a finger under the tight waistband of her pants, feeling her smooth skin blub against his hand
- catanon blushes even further, her fat flesh almost engulfing his intruding finger.
- azure: christmas feasting seems like it's been good to you~
- azure presses both palms against the curve of her tummy, thumbs brushing her belly button and fingers sinking into the pudge slughtly
- catanon gives a tiny mewl, still blushing, then looks to the side as her belly tingles and squishes about in his hands.
- catanon: It has, in a way, and then it's been bad, in another...
- azure: oh, really?
- azure idly strokes the sides of her thick torso
- catanon feels her stomach bubble, and she nods, punctuated by a small burp.
- catanon: Mmhm...
- azure slowly eases himself onto her lap, sitting on her thunder thighs and facing her soft belly so he can caress and knead the oozing flub
- azure: excuse you~
- catanon blushes again, her stomach gurgling with gas again. "Oh, sorry about that...mh..."
- catanon: It... *urrrrp* slips out sometimes...
- azure: hmm
- azure slides both hands beneath her tummy, digging in her fat until his fingers reach the taut, gurgling mass of gas, kneading and groping at it until her tummy shifts and bubbles and he begins to feel her airy turmoil slip upwards
- catanon: Mmh...oh, uhm.. I think it-
- catanon is interrupted with a particularly noisy, smelly belch that bubbles up loudly from her throat and into the air. It lasts a little while, but once it's passed, she settles down with a tiny moan.
- azure leans forward, resting on her gut and politely ignoring the odor
- azure: good girl~
- catanon covers her mouth modestly with one hand, her other hand squeezing a chunk of her belly.
- azure: judging from the scent i take it that one's been building up for a while
- azure continues using her tummy as a pillow, face-down in her upper gut and arms squishing her lovehandles
- catanon reaches down and smiles, petting over him idly and lazily as he cuddles her pudge.
- azure: if all this extra tummy is anything to go by i'd say you feasted well at christmas~
- azure: less of a christmas dinner and more of a christmas stuffing
- catanon: (Ack, gotta run, I'll talk to you later! )
- azure: kay~
- ===
- catanon: anonfriend is showing me the Overseer project!
- azure: ooh yeah
- catanon purrs.
- azure: i keep hearing about that
- azure: could never get into it :c
- catanon: Aaaah.
- azure: i mean its a neat idea but text games just arent really my thing
- azure: continues idly scratching
- catanon: Understandable!
- catanon rolls over and lets you scratch more.
- azure mooshes fingers around her while scritching
- catanon purrrs contentedly, letting her fat squish over your hands.
- azure: well at least college hasnt starved you :V
- catanon: Hehe, not yet. x3
- azure: good~
- azure kneads her gut a bit
- catanon: I tend to gain weight during the semester, actually... uvu
- azure: oh?
- catanon: Mmhm...
- catanon: My appetite goes up.
- azure: that must be quite a feat
- catanon: Well, food is readily available. xD
- catanon: And a lot of sweets are for some reason.
- azure: sounds like a pretty nice setup
- catanon: Sorta... uvu
- azure: for you at least
- catanon: Hehe.
- azure: maybe not for your waistline or your wardrobe
- catanon: Nooope...
- catanon: My pants eventually start to fit quite tightly, along with my panties and bras.
- azure: i cant imagine its easy going around with your butt being squished by your own clothes
- catanon: Or having it barely able to fit in some seats. xvx
- azure: poor kitty blubbing out of her chairs and clothes D:
- catanon blushes and stares at her belly and muffin.
- catanon: Yeah... uvu
- azure pinches her muffiny bits between two fingers and lightly jiggles them
- catanon mewls and squirms a bit, tickled.
- azure places his hands on either side of the wobbly kitty's stomach and squeezes big handfuls of jiggly flubby blubber
- azure: quite a lot of sweets and foods in here i take it~
- catanon blushes harder and nods, rolls spilling over the hem of her pants from the lifting movement.
- azure: well it certainly wouldnt be fair to put you on a diet, so i suppose we'll just have to find a way to squish you into the clothes and chairs~
- azure fondly pats her midriff and tugs her shirt down as far as it's willing to go over her big belly
- catanon's shirt leaves just a bit of her stomach exposed, jiggling flesh sloshing out from under the edge.
- azure: someone's certainly been a bit of a piggy recently at any rate
- azure: especially considering how much food this tummy looks like it'd be able to hold~
- catanon looks away and tries to hide her belly with her hands, squeezing it, although it doesn't do much good.
- catanon: Um, well...
- azure: hm?
- catanon: I guess it has been stretched out a bit... Eating too much at once and having gas problems after, heh.
- azure: well that isn't good~
- catanon: It aches alot.
- azure: maybe we need to try and work out all that tightness then~
- catanon: Oh, how so?...
- azure: manually, of course
- azure gently pushes her towards the nearest bed, coaxing her into lying down and letting her belly puff upwards
- catanon squirms her legs slightly and blushes even harder yet again, her stomach now a bit more exposed.
- azure: lets see
- azure slowly tugs her shirt up and off of her, fully exposing first her doughy underbelly, then the tighter, rounder front of the swollen orb, until finally the fabric peels off her meaty, bra-overflowing chest and fully exposes her aching flesh
- catanon eeps under her breath, quite rosy now, then tries to cover her released bosom with little success.
- azure slowly climbs onto the bed enxt to her, straddling her massive thunder thighs as best he can, and presses both palms against her wobbling stomach, fingertips brushing against the creamy blubber and both hands exerting barely enough pressure on the sore stomach for her to register
- catanon whimpers softly and closes her eyes, the chubby bulges of her abdomen beginning to tingle soothingly with the attentive massage. Her fat wobbles softly, almost rhythmically with his hands.
- azure begins massaging in earnest, lavishing her poor overfilled belly with both hands and rubbing them over and under the taut yet squishy mound, letting his fingers grip at her sides and squishing both sides of her gut together, digging all ten fingers as far into the mass of blubber as he could, and furiously working away at the tightness beneath the jiggling flab until her belly began to gurgle and blorp from the contents within starting to move and shift
- catanon lets out a soft whine as the vigorous, rough kneading. Her stomach molds around his hands, swelling against his wrists, and her insides begin to bubble from aggravation. Soon, she slowly begins to fill up with gas, the pressure gradually building back up in her overfed belly.
- azure pauses momentarily, feeling and hearing the gas bubbling inside her, and he can visibly see her begin to swell slightly and strain even more against her restrictive pants
- azure: how does that feel, mm?
- catanon: Mn, good... But my pants are feeling really tight...
- azure: hmmmm
- azure goes back to massaging and stirring up her belly, letting the growing gut strain against the waistband of her pants and the gas within continue to ferment and build up
- catanon mewls and whimpers again, trying to squirm out of his grasp as well as her pants, but her fat thighs are pinned in place under his sitting form. Her poor belly rises, getting tight again, and a noisy belch erupts from her mouth.
- azure: well excuse you~
- catanon: Mmnh... I can't help it...
- azure: it's alright, jsut let it all out~
- azure pauses to look over her body, at the way her swollen fat muffins even more against the band of her pants, and how the button holding them together is rapidly nearing the end of its lifespan; still, the tightness is obviously doing wonders for making her gassier, so he opts to let the pants stay for as long as they could as he rubs and rhythmically sloshes her tight tummy
- catanon can only whine and whimper and blush as her belly is agitated, gas building up as soon as it's diminished. It forces its way out in gushes and bursts, occasionally as a gurgling belch that rumbles up from her throat, or a vibrating ripple through her large, plump cheeks, sometimes forceful enough to make them jiggle more noticeably.
- azure winces at her flatulence, pulling the collar of his shirt up over his mouth and nose to muffle the odor, although it doesn't stop him from continuing to feel her gut up, grabbing and shaking at it to get her gas moving in either direction and blimp up her already-alarmingly-tight tummy to unseen levels
- catanon: Wh- *urp* why is there so *parp* much?...
- azure: mm
- azure: what have you been eating recently?
- catanon: I... Mmn... Maybe the cheeseburgers and *belch* cake...
- azure: sounds to me like someone's just been overfed recently~
- azure begins pushing firmly on her gut to force out as much gas as possible, feeling her body wobble and gurgle underneath him in the process
- catanon groans and holds at the sides of her aching gut, a large gush of gas forcing its way out through her plush posterior. It erupts noisily, sending vibrations through every roll and blob in her body, and she can't stifle a small purr of pleasure at the feeling.
- azure: ugh, i think we're going to need to get some air fresheners after this
- azure pats her belly firmly in response to the powerful fart
- catanon: *whines* Sorry...
- azure: well how do you feel now?~
- catanon only releases a few belches at the patting, and finally, her gas subsides enough to keep her belly from feeling so tight and achy.
- catanon: I feel a little bit better.. That was a really exhausting workout, though...
- azure: exhausting?
- azure: all you did was lie down and pass gas~
- catanon: I know, but... It was so much, and so much jiggling...
- azure: true
- azure: well, at least you're not quite as bloated
- catanon nods, though her pants are still squeezing, barely holding on.
- azure: i guess we should do something about that
- azure grips both of her thick, fatty arms and struggles to pull her into a sitting position
- catanon's porcine stomach spills over her thighs, and in doing so, the button finally pops, letting her belly burst free. The seams at the back finally burst, allowing room for her huge bottom to expand.
- azure: there we go~
- azure fondly rubs the shirtless, alarmingly fat girl's side
- catanon moans softly, tingling from the pleasant rubbing.
- azure: you should good for now, at least until you go and stuff this tank full of greasy burgers and fatty pastries again~
- azure idly squishes her belly, noting the relative softness compared to the gassy tightness of a few minutes prior
- catanon: Hopefully...
- azure: unless you're still feeling a bit tenderized~
- catanon sits there, tempted to lay back down. She felt heavy, a big hungry, and there was nothing left to hold her curves up and in place.
- azure notes her tummy rumbling softly from hunger, pressing one hand against it
- azure: already?~
- catanon: Mmhm.. But, I'm too tired to get any food...
- azure: hmm
- azure: hold on
- catanon says and leans back, resting her hands on her stomach.
- azure exits the room momentarily, coming back after a short while with a massive pot of thick, meaty, greasy, heavy pasta
- azure: what about this?
- catanon eyes it, drooling.
- catanon: Oh, that looks delicious...
- azure: it does indeed~
- azure sets the entire pot on the bedside table, reaching for the ladle inside and stirring it idly
- azure: unfortunately i couldn't find any bowls, though, so i dunno if you can eat it~
- catanon tries to prop herself up on a bunch of pillows, then notes that there's nothing to cover her heavy bust from food droppings.
- azure: ah well, i suppose it can't be helped then~
- azure scoops a massive ladleful of the delicious-smelling pasta, slowly and carefully moving it towards her waiting mouth
- catanon opens wide, resting her head back as it fills her mouth and gullet. She hums at the taste, savoring it, then gulps the pile down into her awaiting mound of a stomach.
- azure: good?
- catanon: Mmhm..
- azure scoops up another pile of pasta, bringing it closer to her and noting how quickly she's adapted to using a ladle as a spoon
- catanon: (( Ack, I wanna continue rping, but I have to get going. D ))
- azure: aw
- azure: kay~
- azure: well we can have pastafuns later~
- ===
- azure: i feel like i should be talking about ricestuffing but im failing to come up with anything due to sleepyness blugh
- catanon: Ricestuffing?
- azure: like pastasutffing but with rices :V
- catanon: Ooooh, I see.~
- catanon: I would be very stuffed, then xvx
- azure: but you have plenty of room for rice~
- catanon: I ate my dinner not too long ago. >v>
- azure: ah
- azure: so i take it theres no room for seconds then
- catanon: Not at the moment. uvu
- azure: ah well
- azure: its only fair to give the tummy some time to digest after all~
- catanon: Unless you want to stuff me silly.
- azure: well it depends if you want rice :V
- catanon: Oooh, got it. xD
- catanon lays on her back and sprawls out, purring.
- azure: i mean you sound pretty full~
- azure pats her
- catanon jiggles somewhat.
- azure paps her full tummy
- catanon's belly sloshes a bit.
- azure: sounds full in more ways than one :u
- azure leans a bit closer and listens to her stomach as he rubs deep circles in the soft surface
- catanon: Mmhm... uvu
- catanon burps softly.
- azure: excuse you~
- azure rests one ear against her full gut and lets it wobble back and forth
- catanon blushes and covers her mouth, her stuffed belly gurgling and sloshing inside as it's wriggled.
- azure: i wonder whats inside~
- catanon: Um... Stir fry?
- azure: ooh
- catanon hiccups a bit.
- azure: that sounds yummy~
- catanon: Mmhm...
- catanon: And pudding.
- azure: yummy and filling
- catanon nod nods and purrs contentedly.
- catanon: Very.
- azure: it shows, too~
- azure prods her tummy with one finger
- catanon mewls and squirms, causing her belly and thighs to wobble with her.
- azure idly pets and rubs her wobbling tummy and thighs, feeling her frame squish under his touch
- catanon: That tickles...
- azure: hmmmm
- azure slowly begins to tickle at her muffiny midriff and thighs with his fingertips
- catanon shifts her legs, her inner thighs incredibly plush and sensitive, and ends up engulfing both your rubbing hands in between them accidentally.
- catanon whimpers at the tickling and squirms around, trying to escape it, but with little success.
- azure continues digging his hands around between her massive thunder thighs, tickling and squeezing her as she wiggles and wobbles
- catanon blushes and slips out a tiny whine, pillowy thighs jiggling and sloshing around his invading hands. Her stomach bounces a bit as she squirms again, beginning to glorp loudly.
- azure slows down the rampant tickle attack, opting to move a bit higher and squish his prying fingertips around the rolls of her smooth belly and sides, continuing to shake her up and send squirming throughout her body
- catanon belches and sighs, every bump and roll of fat rippling from the vigorous jiggle-massage. Her stomach begins to bubble up inside, stirring up gas from the contents.
- azure: someone sounds a bit gassy~
- catanon: Mmhm...
- azure: need any help?
- catanon tries to keep herself still, but another burp bubbles up and out of her throat.
- catanon: Well...
- azure: hmmmm~
- azure reaches forward and grips her sides, slowly hauling the blubbery kitty onto her loudly groaning stomach
- catanon feels her mound of a stomach begin to bloat and ache with gas.
- catanon: Oh, I-
- catanon feels a loud, noisy, bubbly belch force its way out, leaving a flavor over her tongue. Another follows, pushed out by the pressure, then another. She stops briefly with a groan, not rid of all her gas problems just yet.
- azure begins kneading and squeezing at either side of her belly as it splays out beneath her, charitably ignoring the odor left from her gas as she lewdly expelled a series of brassy belches from her lips
- catanon whimpers softly, helpless to hold the rest of the gas back, and it gently eases out of her bottom end, vibrating her large posterior softly. The more he digs into her belly, however, the noisier and more forceful her flatulence becomes.
- azure gently tugs down her tight pants, exposing her massive, creamy asscheeks and allowing her gas toe scape unhindered, hands slipping to those gigantic twin moons to give them a pleasureable shaking and slapping before turning to her stomach and doing everything he could to squeeze out the worst of her fumes despite the air around him quickly becoming less pleasant
- catanon yips as her fat bottom is suddenly exposed, and though she tries to voice how cold it is, she's interrupted by another burp. Her cheeks get hot as she's swatted, rump jiggling and bouncing about. She only sighs in pleasure and relief as the rest of her stomach's gas ripples out in his face, jiggling those enormous, overfed cheeks over the hem of her pulled pants. She begins to relax, resting a puffy cheek over a puffy arm, and allows herself to be pampered.
- azure: i can only wonder if you're normally this gassy after stir-fry~
- catanon: I get this way a lot... *urple*
- azure coughs from the stench and tugs the collar of his shirt up to muffle the smell, but contineus to dig his hands into her wide rump to squeeze and slosh the flab around
- azure: on the bright side its easy to tell where all the fat goes from this angle~
- catanon relaxes further as a few tiny farts follow, broken up by the swaying and bouncing of her ass.
- catanon: Hehe, yeah...
- azure: those poor chairs~
- catanon: Butt, thighs, belly and boobs, mostly.
- azure mixes a few playful smacks into his teasing, watching the ripples of her ass cascade downwards into her thick, still-clothed thighs
- catanon whines again, her blush deepening as her thighs strain her pants.
- azure: such a big girl~
- catanon: Mmnh...
- catanon tries to hide her blush and groans softly, shifting her hips.
- azure: bluh i have to go get sleep before i pass out :C
- catanon attempts to roll herself over onto her back once more, then pauses as she brings herself to rest on her side, strained. Her belly spills out from under her shirt, the jiggling double bulge of her lower belly sloshing out to the side.
- catanon: Aaaah, okay. uvu
- azure: sorry :C
- ===
- catanon: My stomach's been feeling all weird today.
- azure: D:?
- catanon: Like... Just queasyish and bubbly.
- azure: aw
- azure: that isnt good :c
- azure: have you taken any mdicine for it
- catanon: Not yet.
- catanon: It's just been like this since this morning.
- azure: well hopefully it doesnt get too much worse :C
- catanon: Not enough to bother me greatly, but, yeah. xD
- azure: maybe you just ate something weird
- catanon: Yeah, hopefully it won't.
- catanon: It could just be stress, too.
- azure: true :u
- catanon: I'm also über exhausted, since I was up all night and early this morning studying.
- azure: aww :c
- catanon snuggles. uvu
- azure pats tummy comfortingly
- catanon: I'm just glad it's the weekend for me now.
- catanon mrrrs softly as it jiggles a bit.
- azure: that sounds good
- azure: gives you time to relax and hopefully get the bubbly out of your system~
- catanon: Yep! uvu
- catanon: I've been feeling like I need to burp all day, it's weird.
- azure: hm
- azure: maybe you're just gassy again~
- catanon: Maybe. x3
- catanon: Though it's easier to get rid of it through the other end, in my case.
- azure: not very good at burps? D:
- catanon: Nope. :<
- azure: ah well~
- catanon: If I do burp, it's involuntary and totally random, and really tiny.
- azure: i suppose thats what the other end is for~
- catanon: Mmhm...
- catanon: And if it can't get out, well... It just bloats me up. xvx
- catanon: And gives me a bellyache.
- azure: aww~
- catanon: Yeah. uvu
- azure: hopefully you dont bloat up too big~
- catanon: I sometimes get too achy for my panties to fit on comfortably. xvx
- azure: well thats never good
- azure: maybe you just need bigger panties~
- catanon: Looser, softer waistbands. uvu
- azure: or at least someone who can help squeeze all the gas out~
- catanon: I otherwise just tug the front down enough to let my underbelly hang out.
- catanon: Yeah, it sucks having no one to rub my tummy when it has gas problems. :<
- azure: that kinda sucks D:
- azure: and sounds a bit cute admittably
- catanon: Let alone someone who wouldn't mind the smell much. >v>
- catanon: Cute?
- azure: jiggly tummy being too big for the clothes~
- catanon: Oooh.
- catanon: Well, it is bloated and tight under all the fat. uvu
- azure: true~
- azure: i guess it depends how big it is normally~
- catanon: True...
- catanon: But a lot of it is flub.
- catanon: And rolls.
- azure: and jiggle~
- catanon: Yep.
- catanon: And it's hard holding gas in when I move, cause I jiggle..
- catanon: And it kind of releases some of the gas.
- azure: it must be nice being able to let it all out~
- catanon: When I'm alone, mmhm...
- catanon: I let it out all the time, whenever I need to. uvu
- azure: well hopefully nobody minds the smell~
- catanon: Nobody can mind, since I'm alone in my room, hehe.
- azure: good~
- azure: being alone means you dont have to worry about tight pants either
- catanon: Yep.
- catanon: I just take them off.
- catanon: And lay on my bed, roll onto my belly...
- catanon: And just relax.
- catanon: I admit, it would be nice if my bottom got a massage, too, hehe.
- azure: big butt wobbling freely and letting all the gas out~
- catanon: Mmhmm...
- azure: there's probably a lot to massage~
- catanon: Yeah. uvu
- catanon: Getting a shoulder and back and bottom rub would be nice while I'm expelling...
- azure: maybe slide some hands around and under you to grab at the tight gassy bloated gut and squeeze more out~
- catanon: While I'm on my belly, that is.
- catanon: Yeah.~.
- catanon: Maybe rub it soothingly, too.
- azure: of course~
- catanon: Maybe help spread my cheeks so it's easier. uvu
- azure: bury both hands in the plushness and smoosh
- catanon: Mmhm... That would feel good...
- azure: also i wonder what sorts of things would even give you this much gas~
- azure: did someone take you out to an all-you-can-eat mexican buffet :V
- catanon: Nah, I just eat the wrong things sometimes...
- catanon: Poor diet, etc.
- azure: ooh
- catanon: Lots of greasy things and sweets.
- catanon: Carbonated drinks.
- azure: in that case we'd have to get you a nice platter of thick juicy greasy hamburgers and a few liters of cola to make sure you're nice and full~
- catanon: Aaaah, but I'll be crampy and achy!
- azure: well then once your tummy is huge and tight and bubbly we can give it a nice squishy massage to work it all out~
- catanon: The room will be very smelly by the time I'm emptied. xvx
- azure: that wouldnt be a problem~
- catanon: Aah, okay.
- catanon: Will I get a super soft bed that's warm?
- azure: of course~
- azure: we'd need a pretty big bed too
- catanon: True... Hmmm...
- catanon: Do you think an assistant would be needed to help you massage more areas?
- azure: maybe
- azure: you seem pretty big~
- catanon: Good point... uvu
- catanon: Hopefully they won't mind massaging a flatulent bottom...
- azure: hopefully~
- catanon: Cause it does need attention, too.
- azure: when does it not :V
- catanon: Hehe, when I'm in public? x3
- azure: hmm
- azure: maybe~
- catanon: Unless you beg to differ.
- catanon rolls onto her back.
- catanon: I'm gonna take a nap... uvu
- catanon: I'm super exhausted.
- azure: kay~
- catanon: I'll talk to you later, see you!
- ===
- catanon: Oh, yes! I have them all. The crushes. ovo
- catanon: I am a very tormented individual.
- azure: clearly the solution is to take them all and put them in a big cake or something
- catanon: Thecakebetweenmylegs
- catanon: Helpimawhore.
- azure: how did you squish a whole cake in your legs without it getting everywhere
- catanon: I'm not sure how I could fit even one of my crushes in the cake...
- azure: just make a really big cake?
- catanon: True...
- azure: or just put them in something else
- catanon: Perhaps... ovo
- catanon: But, like what?
- azure: put them in a bed and then you can eat the cake
- catanon: That would be a huge bed...
- catanon: Do I... Lay in the bed and get fed cake or something? Or do I eat the cake and then join them?
- azure: which is better? :U
- catanon: Hmmm...
- catanon: I dunno! :o
- azure: or maybe you lie on the cake
- azure: assuming its still a big cake
- azure: i dont even know how we went from crushes to cakes but oh well
- catanon: You said to put them in a cake. x3
- azure: oh right
- azure: well cake is tasty and crushes are tasty so it made sense
- catanon: Ooooh. x3
- catanon: But... In what way are my crushes tasty? ovo
- azure: well it depends if you're hungry enough to eat hot boys :v
- catanon: Oooh.
- catanon: I don't want to eat them, though! Maybe lick them...
- azure: lick the whipped cream off them
- catanon: That might work... >v>
- azure: all of them
- azure: but that would be a loooot of whipped cream
- azure: i just dunno how hard it would be to ogle hot men with a tummyache D:
- catanon: Hmmm.
- catanon: I probably would not be able to ogle them very well. uvu
- azure: then again maybe you can handle all the whipped cream
- catanon: Perhaps...
- catanon: I would only be demanding bellyrubs then, though. xD
- azure: thatd be a lot of whipped cream
- azure: and a lot of swollen tummy~
- catanon: Mmhm.. uvu
- catanon would need all kinds of rubs to help soothe her aching.
- azure: belly rubs?
- catanon: Belly rubs and thigh rubs and boob rubs and shoulder and leg rubs, mmhm..
- catanon: Maybe the sides of my butt, too.
- azure: theres certainly a lot to rub~
- catanon: Since I'd be laying on my back.
- catanon: Yep. uvu
- catanon: Maybe neck and chin rubs, too.
- catanon: Cheek rubs.
- azure: heh
- azure: start at the fatty neck and then make your way down to the big soft swollen breasts and enourmous overfed doughy gurgly tummy
- catanon: Mmhm... Or just have multiple people rub me everywhere all at once.~
- catanon: Perfect for a poor, gurgly tummy and fat, needy body.
- azure: just peeling you out of your unberably tight clothes to expose more creamy blubber to fondle and squeeze all over
- catanon: Mmhm... u///u
- azure: the less clothes you have on the more obvious it is just how much fatter and softer you've become recently
- catanon: I'd spill everywhere, hehe...
- azure: far too big for one person to handle and necessetating the multitude of hands caressing and groping and rubbing and pinching your countless curves and bulges
- catanon: Mmhm... I'd be in perfect bliss, tingling all over. <3
- catanon: Maybe I'd get some special rubs in between my plump, blubbery thighs, too.
- azure: at least until its dinnertime and all of those hands begin stuffing food into your mouth, leaving you to lie back and spread all four thick flubby limbs and enjoy being stuffed to the gills while still being pleasured
- azure: theres quite a lot of thighs to get past, but thats why theres more than one helper~
- catanon: Mmmhmmmm...
- azure: one suckling and squeezing your massive breast and another gripping and squeezing your lonve handles, a third behind you working away at your plush, soft ass and the fourth holding your belly up in both hands while the two below rub and lotion the insides of your pillowy thighs
- azure: to say nothing of the two bringing a train of food to your lips~
- catanon: Mmmm...~
- azure: by the time it was over they wouldnt even be able to get your clothes back on properly
- catanon: And maybe I'll get some attention to my really needy spot every now and then.~
- catanon: True!
- azure: of course
- catanon: And hopefully, they won't get stuck in between my cheeks, hehe.
- azure: hands lifting your huge belly and spreading your blubby thighs and giving you a nice relaxing rubdown~
- azure: they probably would get stuck there someday when your life of feeding and rubbing catches up to you and the pounds start piling on~
- catanon: Mmmhmmm... <3.
- catanon: They might have to wriggle their way out, which just makes my giant posterior wobble.
- catanon: And they may get too exhausted to continue, but the wriggling does give me a good, thorough massage...
- azure: until you're so fat you're just a pampered, wobbling, bubbly ball of pudge and blubber that constantly demands food and attention as you perch atop your oversized pillow and eat and purr~
- catanon: Some might get stuck in between my thighs and under my belly, hehe...
- azure: there's simply too much flub to escape~
- azure: especially after a biiiig meal
- catanon: Mmhm... And probably I would need more helping hands the bigger and heavier I got.
- azure: how big would you even get?~
- catanon: Probably as big as a bed... u///u
- azure: thats a lot of kittygirl~
- azure: so much to feed and rub and jiggle and lavish
- catanon: Which might make me a bit vulnerable to anybody who wanted an oversized kittygirl for a pet, since I'd be too fat to move, hehe.
- azure: and maybe milk and get stuck in
- catanon: Yeah... uvu. I would need to be milked every so often.
- azure: having your breasts rubbed and kneaded and nuzzled and milked after every meal while the servants give your gigantic geltainous belly the rubbing it needs to help get all te pent-up gas and tension out
- catanon: I'd have to be rolled onto my gargantuan belly to let all the gas escape properly.
- catanon: And definitely get some rump rubbings to help let it out,
- azure: lying on your own wobbly bed of a gut as the omnipresent army of hands rubs your back and ass to work out the gassiness from both ends
- catanon: They'd have quite the stink to deal with, hehe.
- azure: so much gas from such an innocent not-so-little kitty
- catanon: Mmhm...
- catanon: But I have to get the gas out somehow, even if the servants are unfortunate enough to have it in their faces.
- azure: one pair of hands on either of your beanbag buttcheeks to ease the rippling blubber apart lest you be stuck a constantly-vibrating, extremely unladylike-sounding mass
- catanon: Separating the cheeks would be a bit difficult, though, they're so big.
- azure: a nessecary evil given just how much nasty gas is churning around deep beneath all the blubber
- catanon: Yeah... uvu I simply can't contain it all.
- catanon: But it feels wonderful to let it all out. So much relief! But it doesn't last very long.
- azure: having either side of your belly and your fat back pushed and rubbed and squished to help it along its way~
- catanon: Mmhm... Helps me burp it up, hehe.
- azure: there would be a lot of burps involved~
- catanon: Maybe I'll just be fed candy to freshen my breath after each burp.
- azure: would it even help?~
- catanon: It would make the gas a bit worse, hehe...
- azure: maybe they'll just pump you full of ginger ale to help it come out easier
- catanon: Extra loud belches and farts involved.
- catanon: Ooh...
- catanon: I'll swell up with gas then!
- catanon: Maybe have to be flipped into my back so it can all be eased out.
- azure: until you're so big you're about to burst, but instead it just comes rushing out your massive rump
- catanon: Oh, goodness..
- catanon: That would be so noisy and smelly, my cheeks would jiggle a bunch...
- catanon: Hopefully the servant there doesn't faint!
- azure: the jiggles would travel all the way down to your chubby little toes, and all the servants around you would be gagging and covering their noses
- catanon: But they'd still have to rub me. uvu
- azure: of course
- azure: its their duty to please the kitty mistress~
- catanon: And my curves need love and kisses, too. Even my huge, gassy bottom.
- azure: especially your huge, smelly, gassy, constantly-shaking-and-wobbling bottom~
- catanon: It has to be soothed after so much shaking and vibrating with rubs and kisses, mhm.
- azure: at least its so soft and squishable~
- catanon: Mmhm!
- catanon: And it needs plenty of love in between those massive mounds, too...
- azure: oh really?~
- catanon: Well, at least deep in the crack, hehe,
- azure: heh
- azure: you just want people crammed between your massive ematy buttocks, squirming and writhing trying to get out and giving you an unbelieveably amazing massage from their position squished beneath you~
- catanon: And kisses and rubs, of course. u//v//u
- azure: indeed
- azure: im beginning to get the impression you have a very sensitive rump~
- catanon: I do, mmhm..
- azure: i can only imagine how unbearable it must be to be crammed into such undersized pants and panties
- catanon: Very! It just spills over then hem and out from under the leg holes...
- catanon: My panties fit like thongs.
- azure: its a good thing you dont wear thongs then :V
- catanon: Hehe. xD
- azure: i wonder how many pants have fallen to such an unruly butt~
- catanon: They have split and gotten holes before...
- azure: aww
- azure: that isnt very fun
- catanon: Unfortunately, my bottom is so big, it makes me pants squeeze my tummy. :<
- azure: aw D:
- catanon: And they sometimes pop when I sit down, and give me bellyaches...
- azure: bellyaches? D:
- catanon: I have a lot of underbelly to contain, too, uvu
- catanon: Yeah, from all the belly squeezing.
- azure: sounds like school's been fattening you up D:
- catanon: Mmhm... Resisting all the dessert foods is hard.
- catanon: And then there's overeating, which makes my pants even tighter.
- azure: i wonder how big you'll be by the time its over~
- catanon: Plump and jiggly and in desperate need of rubs, certainly,
- azure: well then we'll have you make sure you get them~
- catanon: Mmhm!
- catanon: But, I like being spanked, too, hehe.
- catanon: And having my curves groped and jiggled and bounced.
- azure: i can imagine~
- azure: giving you a good well-deserved spanking for stuffing your big belly full of chocolate and sweets~
- catanon: Mmhm.. >v>
- catanon: My rump wouldn't stop jiggling for a while.
- azure: hopefully all the movement doesnt give you a bellyache from all the chocolate you guzzled down~
- catanon: Good point!
- catanon: Hopefully not, hehe.
- azure: indeed
- azure: otherwise we wouldnt be able to feed you more afterwards~
- catanon: That wouldn't be any fun. D: I need food.
- azure: plus we wouldnt be able to see how much food we can fit into you
- catanon: True...
- catanon: I'd probably have to be naked all the time for comfort, though.
- azure: more exposed flub to squish then~
- catanon: Yep! All of it needs room to expand.
- ===
- catanon: Evening, how are you? :o
- azure: pretty decent, you?
- catanon: Doing okay, just stuffed and tired. Feeling cuddly. xD
- azure: pfft
- azure: well stuffed kitties are always good for cuddles
- catanon: Yay!
- catanon cuddles, then. :>
- azure hugs and tummypats
- catanon jiggles a bit, purring.
- catanon: Anything new happen lately?
- azure: mm
- azure: nothing in particular
- catanon: Aah.
- azure: i feel bad for being so curious as to why you are so stuffed and cuddly tonight :?
- catanon: I ate a big dinner and cake, hence the stuffed gurglyness.
- azure: oic
- catanon: But I've been needy and cuddly for a while. xD
- azure: that seems like a lot even for you
- catanon: Heheh.
- azure: good thing you didnt explode :U
- catanon: Yep. xD
- catanon rolls onto her back.
- catanon: I'm about to sleep it off soon.
- azure applies very light and fleeting tummy paps
- azure: oic
- azure: that sounds good
- azure: give it some time to digest away into more pillowy flubs
- catanon burps a bit, then purrs as her belly jiggles slightly.
- azure rubs harder on her belly, sliding his hand beneath her meaty bust to reach the uppermost curve of the taut mass
- catanon smiles contentedly as her chest spills over your hand and wrist, her round belly growling against your palm.
- azure slides his hand out, before reapplying his touch beneath her shirt, snaking his arm up to its previous position to rub deep, firm circles in her upper belly, feeling the warmth of her skin and the soft flesh of her underbreast as it squishes over the back of his hand
- catanon feels a bit of gas bubble out of her throat, disturbed from the soothing pressure, and sighs, relaxed. Her heavy bust tingles pleasantly as well as it wobbles and smooshes over his pampering hand.
- azure slides his other arm up her shirt behind her, squeezing handfuls of her backfat before coming to stop in the middle of her flabby back; carefully positioning his belly-rubbing hand, he squeezes her tightly, using both hands to squish down on the telltale rumbling of the gas pocket withint her belly and pressing on both her back and stomach simultaniously
- catanon feels a wave of relief as a load of gas is forced out her backside, rippling through her cheeks and out of the top of her bottom noisily. Her belly begins to bubble again, preparing more air to send out, and she relaxes even further in his grip as her rolls weigh over his supporting hand.
- azure coughs from the odor, delayed by having to travel through so much ass, and the more she relaxes the harder it is to hold her up, though he manages to keep her up by sliding one arm around her torso and under her thick, blubbery arms; meanwhile, his other hand sldies down to her belly button, rhythmically pressing in and out of her doughy flesh near the deep indent as he waits for the gas to ferment within the overfed belly, the softness slowly growing tauter under his touch
- catanon hmms and closes her eyes, her pile of a stomach almost tickled by the navel rubs, and farts even louder and longer than before. She sighs again in relief, enjoying herself as her gassy belly is tended to.
- catanon: Mm, that's much better... *urp*
- azure: i certainly hoped it smelled better when you were eating it :U
- catanon: My apologies... *parrrrp*
- catanon is clearly a happy, blissful pile of farting, burping curves and blubber, digesting whatever is in her belly.
- azure pauses to pull his shirt over his nose, though he quickly returns to rubbing; his movements speed up, as he's determined to get as much of her putrid air out in one fell blast as possible for the sake of the ventilatin system, rubbing and sloshing and almost rocking her as her belly begins to escape its post-flatulence deflated state
- catanon groans softly, then rips out a loud, rumbling belch, enough to send a quake through her many layers of fat. Her breasts wobble around as he shakes her, and a series of more little farts and burps ripple out, vibrating her fat pleasantly. Her gassy episode begins to subside finally, ending with a final, especially smelly parrrrrrrple in his face, and she rests a pudgy hand on the swell of her stomach.
- azure was infinitely thankful he had the foresight to cover his nose, although he could still smell her enough to wince; once she stopped vibrating and gurgling, he lay her down, content that she had gotten the worst of it out of her system
- catanon closes her eyes and smiles lazily, her flab sloshing and wobbling about as she's moved.
- catanon: Hmm, that was more than I expected... I'm glad you don't mind, hehe.
- azure: i certainly try not to
- catanon's belly rumbles softly again, as though preparing another fart to be sent out, but it soon quiets down, leaving her to giggle and rub her fleshy mound of a belly.
- catanon: (I'm about to conk out for my nap, thanks for the rp! We can continue another time? )
- azure: (oh sure, no problem~)
- *** Updated 5/1/2013 ***
- azureangelic comfortpats
- catanon purrs and jiggles softly, moving to lay around.
- azureangelic sort of idly strokes for no reason
- catanon enjoys said idle stroking, being lazy.
- azureangelic lets her floomph down and be lazy
- catanon purrs and just kinda lays next to you, watching whatever you're doing upside down on her back.
- azureangelic seizes the opportunity to bury his hands in her splayed tummyfat, gripping and squeezing and releasing the doughy pale blubber in a lazy massage
- catanon murrrrrrs contentedly, her lumpy mound of a muffin-belly sloshing and jiggling from the soothing rubs.
- azureangelic idly thumbs around her tight waistband, tugging her jiggly fat up and out of her pants to try and relieve the omnipresent tension, inadvertantly emphasising her muffintop in the process
- catanon feels her well-endowed underbelly and upper bottom spill out as well, her stomach pushed up and out by her waistband. She wriggles softly, trying to squeeze more of herself out and making all of her curves wobble in the process.
- azureangelic shrugs and leans back to rest both hands on her ankles, tugging at the legs of her pants and very slowly, very teasingly tugging them off of her bloated, enticingly enormous thunder thighs
- catanon whimpers softly, all that tugging making her swollen curves bounce heavily, until finally her thighs and bottom spill out and over her pants completely, leaving her there in panties.
- azureangelic politely folds her discarded pants and sets them aside, before reaching over and giving her now-fully-exposed belly a deep, firm rub-over, letting his hands slide underneath the gigantic mass to wobble her megalithic thighs as well
- catanon allows this with a purr, her pillowy underbelly and thighs folding over his hands wherever they knead and dip. A small gurgle is wrested from her belly, and she smiles, lifting up her shirt to allow for more rubbing.
- azureangelic takes her shirt-raising as a rather blantant hint to continue, turning over and forcefully burying both his hands into the warm, soft abyss between her thighs and underbelly; the more he kneads, the more of her thick, soft gut he's able to reach, until eventually he's delicately yet firmly massaging the innermost crevices of her waist, just above her stretched panties
- catanon smiles and almost hums with satisfaction as he tends to her fat-covered folds, and wriggles her body a bit to push herself more against his comforting fingers and palms. Her belly glorps just a bit, stirred from its lazy state.
- azureangelic slowly widens his range of rubbings, letting his hands stretch to her blubbery lovehandles as he gradually works up to covering the horizontally-endowed girl's entire torso, fingers dragging up and down her sides and palms mooshing her upper belly, making sure that his knuckles burhs agains ther underboob, before finally squishing her entire massive midriff together, letting ot flop from his hands lethargically, and giving her a gentle smack just above her belly button to watch her entire overfed bod ripple and bounce
- catanon mmms and blushes a bit, her stomach now growling with every slosh and wobble of her bellyfat. Her panties and bra struggle to contain the enormous, gelatinous mounds on her posterior and bust, causing them to squeeze and pinch her sensitive fat just a bit.
- catanon: Hehe, that feels good.
- azureangelic: mm~
- azureangelic: also id continue but im getting dragged off to bed :C
- catanon: Oooh, okay! Nini!
- azureangelic: night~
- catanon: And thanks for the rubs. ~
- azureangelic: of course~
- azureangelic paps her side to make her jiggle a bit as a bonus
- catanon purrrburps.
- ***
- catanon: Lazing around is very exciting, yep. ~
- azureangelic: gotta stay in top lazing shape
- catanon: Indeedy!
- catanon rolls over.
- azureangelic gives her a wide berth
- catanon does not squish on you, no worries.~
- azureangelic moves back
- catanon giggles softly and leans on you while you play video games, purring.
- azureangelic draps an arm around her blubbiness idly
- catanon 's flub just kinda squishes there like the perfect armrest.
- azureangelic applies hugsquishes with one arm
- catanon squishes around your arm and purrs mor.
- azureangelic: i was going to say i wouldnt be surprised if cuddles were somehow making you plumper through some kind of affection-osmosis :V
- catanon: They probably are. uvu
- catanon: And the plumper I get, the more cuddles I need.
- azureangelic: its a vicious cycle D:
- catanon: Mmhm! :<
- catanon squishes on.
- azureangelic: eventually anyone who dares cuddle the purrblob just sort of sinks into the massive jiggly mass of creamy blubber
- azureangelic is sort of overlapped
- catanon: Mmhm, but it does feel good... uvu
- ***
- azureangelic: hmmmm
- azureangelic: what sorts of attention would it require~
- catanon: My belly never gets any care or rubs.
- catanon: And my bottom just needs to be squeezed and massaged, maybe patted and jiggled.
- catanon: And my tummy needs to be patted and bounced.
- azureangelic: it sounds quite squeezable~
- azureangelic: and fed of course :V
- catanon: It is! But there's way too much to squeeze at once.
- catanon: And yeah. uvu
- azureangelic: well i suppose ill just do my part in the interests of the butt
- azureangelic paps her butt for great justice
- catanon purrs softly as it wobbles around.
- catanon: It also needs lots of rubs and attention when I'm gassy. uvu
- azureangelic: of course~
- azureangelic sits behind her, reaching around her blubbiness and mooshing her belly a bit
- catanon 's pillowy stomach sags over your hands and arms, glorping softly.
- azureangelic presses against her squishy back to reach her tummy better
- catanon relaxes and leans against him heavily, sighing contentedly while her belly sloshes forwards into his hands.
- azureangelic continues to rub her tummy, feeling it blub and wobble around and gurgle softly, though its hard to tell if shes full or not with so much blubber on her frame
- catanon belches softly and smiles, sinking lower so her rolls weigh over your working arms.
- azureangelic: someone seems well fed~
- azureangelic begins mischeviously squeezing and pawing around her gut, trying to work her gas up and out of her plump lips
- catanon: Mmhm...
- catanon lets out another bubbly burp, then another, the gases and juices in her porcine belly getting worked up. Another loud, smelly belch follows, leaving a taste in her mouth, and she groans softly.
- azureangelic continues shaking and stirring up her massively heavy and bulging belly, groping and digging his fingers into her flesh
- azureangelic: excuse you~
- catanon: Mmmnh... *belllllllch* My tummy's so full right now...
- azureangelic: what on earth did you go and eat?~
- azureangelic leans against her and squeezes her entire gut roughly inwards
- catanon 's stomach continues to slosh and bubble and ache, making her swell up with smelly gas.
- catanon: I ate steak and... *urrrrrrrp* maybe cake...
- azureangelic: poor little kitty~
- azureangelic slips his hands under her gut to smish the taut underside
- catanon grunts softly like a pig, then feels an enormous fart erupt from her fat bottom. The pressure added to her underbelly simply pushes more of the air out in little parps and loud ripples, followed by groans of relief and pleasure.
- azureangelic: also fuck me its midnight im getting dragged off the computer ughhhh
- catanon: Aww, okay! Nini!
- azureangelic: night~
- ***
- catanon gets back to snuggling in the meantime.
- azureangelic continues squishhugs
- catanon squishes much lay indeed, purring.
- catanon: *muchly
- azureangelic just sort of digs fingers into her flub
- catanon purrs even more as your hands sink into her plumpness, relaxing.
- azureangelic idly plays with her flubbiness, squishing the warmth to and fro and squeezing handfuls of overfed pudge
- catanon mmms, rolling to her side and letting her flabby stomach spill out in front of her.
- azureangelic fails spectacularly at reaching his arm around her tremendous girth and settles for stroking and rubbing the side of her splayed stomach from behind, her ample backfat and posterier predictably comfortable to lean agains
- catanon mrrrs contentedly, wriggling softly in her place and jiggling her fat around so it sloshes against you.
- azureangelic baaaaarely manages to reach his fingers to her belly button, in the process squishing his torso and most of his arm into her flabby frame and mussing her shirt further, lighting rubbing chaste circles near the deep indent and feeling the waves of adipose ripple and bounce wherever her pale, doughy bod wasn't constrained by her tight clothes
- catanon continues to purr and hum rhythmically, arching herself just so to moosh even more of her gigantic bottom against you and push her sensitive mound of a belly against your hand.
- azureangelic lets himself sink into her plush backside, feeling the way her cheeks strained tightly against the seat of her pants, and did his best to keep his hand on what small portion of that massive, wobbling blob she called a belly it could cover, comparatively tiny compared to the astonishing size of the obese girl and struggling to keep from being fully engulfed in her mass
- catanon smiles and wriggles herself just a bit more, jiggling her stomach out from underneath your palms and letting it sag over your hands and arms, your grasp effectively holding her girth up from underneath. She gives another pleased mmmm, relaxing herself once more, though her chubby posterior has already begun to spill over the hem of her tight pants and press over you.
- azureangelic is practically hugging her at this point, his face buried into her thick shoulder and his hips engulfed in her combined lower backfat and upper buttocks; his hand slips downwards towards her waist, causing her belly to moosh over his wrists and forearms, and before long he lose shis grip entirely and causes her gut to drop to the ground with a loud thump and a visible wave of jiggling
- azureangelic: pfft its fine~
- catanon grunts softly, resting a hand on the side of her wobbling mass, then digs her fingers in, scratching it. Her shirt has now bunched up under her massive bust, exposing her entire belly and generous muffin rolls, and every movement of her fat causes more of her fat bottom to swell out of her pants. Even so, she enjoys the feeling of squishing you between her giant, pudgy lobes.
- azureangelic does his best to stay perpendcular to her, her ravenous expanse of booty threatening to engulf his lower half, while his hands dig around the tight waistband of her pants, fingers pinching her underbelly; the amount of lovehandle the overfed kitty has is enough to conceal most of his arm as he digs about beneath her tummy, and the slobbish display of idle scratching only makes her jiggle more, his vision obscured by her flabby neck and massive, pillowy arms
- catanon sighs, and the button to her poor, overworked pants finally pops, her porcine stomach bursting forwards with a heavy, sloshing wobble. Her belly gurgles softly from being disturbed, and she moans in relief at the extra room. More of her monstrous posterior wiggles its way out, swallowing your lower half easily as it devours space behind her, and she yawns.
- azureangelic shifts, and in an attempt to stay at least partially uncovered by the expanding whale of a catgirl he slides his arms upwards, squishing them beneath her comparatively massive flabby limbs, wrapping as far around her rotund upper torso as he can, gripping her flab beneath her meaty breasts and digging his fingers into her uppermost shelf of fat, distinctly aware of how she seemed to expand like rising dough with the extra space afforded by her broken pants
- catanon only chirrs quite happily as your hands bury themselves under her heavy udders, the sweaty crevice between the rise of her tummy and undersides of her jugs quite sensitive, and she gives her chest a playful, bouncing shake, the movements simply jiggling you about there between her warm, well-fattened orbs.
- azureangelic attempts to hoist her breasts up, to help air out her warm creavices and canyons, and inadvertantly exposes more of her underboob, the titanic mounds sloshing and wobbling from the motion; the rest of her body is forced to follow in the shake, and the rippling motion of her massive, hugely obese body causes him to shake as well from his position partially wedged in her rump
- ***
- azureangelic: how was it?
- catanon: Very good, I had fried chicken and macaroni and cheese.~
- azureangelic: ooh
- azureangelic: sounds delicious
- catanon: It wassss
- azureangelic tummypets
- catanon: I wish I had a good dessert, though.
- azureangelic: aww
- catanon purrs softly, belly gurgling and glorping.
- azureangelic: well at least it sounds filling~
- catanon: Mmhm!
- catanon burps a bit, then leans back on a pillow.
- azureangelic offers extra-large tub of ice cream dessert
- catanon squeals and digs into the tub with a big spoon, then starts to stuff her face.
- azureangelic: im surprised you're still so hungry~
- catanon: I need my sweets...
- azureangelic begins rubbing her soft back, encouraging her to try and fit the entire tub into her swollen, overfed gut
- catanon pauses to let out a smelly belch, then continues eat the sweet cream voraciously with a pleased hum.
- azureangelic fans the air a bit and sits next to her, very gingerly rubbing the side of her thick stomach
- catanon 's swollen gut continues to growl noisily, slowly growing with every pile she swallows. She eventually nears the bottom of the tub, her belly stretched tightly and distended well in front of her, and she drops the bucket and spoon with a clatter on the floor, moaning with aching, satisfying fullness...
- azureangelic: mmm, better?
- catanon burps and groans softly.
- catanon: Mmhmh...
- azureangelic leans against her, wrapping his arm around her gut and gently presisng his fingers to the taut surface
- catanon whines, releasing another gush of air from her stretched gut.
- azureangelic: i dont suppose you'd be wanting anything else, hm?~
- catanon: Mmmnh.. I'm so full... But, maybe a little something...
- azureangelic: like?~
- catanon licks her lips and leans back further, resting her palms over her pregnant-like stomach.
- catanon: Cookies, cheesecake.. I need more sweets... *moan*
- azureangelic nods and exits, returning shortly with an absolutely massive cheesecake, neatly cut into almost 16 full-sized slices and dripping with every succulent topping imaginable, holding it up to her rotund face as an offering
- catanon mmms and opens her mouth wide, caressing her stomach in anticipation.
- azureangelic lifts the first slice, slowly easing it into her wide mouth and not even giving her a chance to chew before the entire thing was past those plump lips, his finger pushing the last of the slice into the piggish kitty's maw and leaving her with bulging cheeks filled to the brim with delicious cheesecakey goodness
- catanon closes her eyes and shivers at the flavor, mashing and savoring it with her tongue before gulping it down her gullet in a greedy swallow. Eagerly, she opens her mouth again, awaiting the next, scrumptious piece.
- azureangelic wastes no time in ramming more cheesecake down her gullet, offloading entire slices into her mouth one after the other, until she exhausted half the remaining slices and the second half rested next to her stomach
- catanon moans and grunts loudly now, painfully stuffed and tight with sweet, creamy dessert and her stomach significantly larger than it was before - but her mouth still drooled with hunger for the rest of the cake.
- catanon: Mmmmmngh... Please.. *burrrrrrrp* more...
- azureangelic disregards her visibly swollen figure and continues shovelling more into her mouth, watching her eating become marginally slower with each slice that travelled down into that hugely overstuffed gut, until finally he popped the last piece into her fat face and stepped back to look over his handiwork
- catanon sluggishly chews the final morsel, her groaning falling from her throat to her well over-extended belly, which growled and glorped loudly. She hiccups, and a tiny squeaking emits from the creamy, mammoth orbs of her bottom, her tummy unable to contain any air.
- azureangelic: i wonder if thats enough to be satisfying~
- catanon: Mmmh... *beeeelllllch* that was so... Delicious...
- catanon: I'm so full, I can't eat anymore now... *whimpers softly*
- azureangelic kneels next to her slightly, pressing a hand to her belly, near her strained navel, and rubbing as lightly as he could
- catanon whines pleadingly for more soothing rubs, the flesh under your hand tingling pleasantly.
- azureangelic continues to rub, caressing the horribly overstuffed mass and brushing his fingertips across its taut, tight, noisily grumbling surface
- azureangelic: (fuck brb have to run home)
- catanon: (( Oooh, kk! ))
- azureangelic: the problem with living in tiny apartments: people keep coming in this room while im trying to discuss Important Things* and i keep having to deal with them standing behind me making me anxious
- azureangelic: *optimistically speaking, obese catgirls
- *** Updated 6/9/2013 ***
- azure pets
- catanon leans into and purrs softly.
- azure squishes encouragingly
- catanon rolls over and purrs more.
- azure continues stroking and rubbing the flubs
- catanon smooshes around and mrrs tiredly, enjoying the pets.
- azure squishes either side of her meaty, rotund belly, feeling it shake and wobble about beneath her shirt
- catanon hums in her throat as her stomach sloshes back and forth, wrinkling her shirt up a bit.
- azure runs his fingers along her plump sides, feeling them sink slightly into her lovehandles, before slipping them beneath her tummy and squeezing the underside of the heavy, overfed mass, jiggles rippling throughout her pale, doughy frame
- catanon whimpers and quivers under all that blubber, the touch of his fingers teasing her pudgy flesh pleasantly and making her squirm slightly.
- azure widens his roaming hands' kneading radius, pressing his palms to the sides of her thunder thighs to feel their plushness, sliding them around to teasingly pinch and squeeze at her enormous bottom, letting them travel up the front of her gut to stroke the very top of her belly and cause her milky, meaty breasts to wobble slightly, and bringing them back down to give her tummy a playful little slap, watching it jiggle and bounce
- catanon can't help but moan softly as her enormous curves and lumps are felt up, her doughy fat spilling through your fingers and around your palm wherever you grope, too much to grasp completely; she whines and yips at the slap, blushing a bit as her huge mound of a belly tingles and wobbles about from the impact.
- azure leans in slightly, resting his head on her lap-filling gut and humming softly while his hands continue to do their best to pleasure the rest of her flabby body, gripping her rolls and squishing them between his fingers before rubbing along her lovehandles and sliding his thumbs beneath the alarmingly tight band of her pants, her fat warm and invitingly soft to the touch no matter where his palms went
- catanon leans her head back and purrs, eyes becoming lidded as she listens to the low humming while her belly and constricted curves are soothed. Her shirt gradually wrinkles up, then bunches loosely under her enormous bosom, exposing her gluttonous gut, and after some time of rubbing and kneading, the button to her pants pops off and her belly gushes forwards a bit, though she's too blissfully pampered to notice.
- azure flinches a bit at the pop, though shakes it off quickly, and takes advantage of the not-entirely-unexpected turn of events to help her belly escape its fabric prison, peeling her skintight pants down far enough to expose her stretched panties and let her belly flop out freely, as well as sliding his hands beneath her shirt and up her side to keep the clingy top in place; once her clothes have been delt with, the lack of obstruction holding back he rbelly exposes her full, breathtakingly enormous girth, and he wastes no time in putting both hands to work rubbing, kneading, squishing, bouncing and wobbling her soft boulder of a belly
- catanon blushes even more and groans again as her huge belly is played with, each teasing grab and bounce causing her massive posterior to jiggle, straining her panties and sending ripples through her gelatinous thighs and hips as well as her torso and heavy chest.
- azure heaves and rolls the massive girl onto her side, hands sinking into her body as he pushes her, so that he can more easily reach both her hanging, pillowy tummy and massive rump, grabbing great handfuls of soft, plush ass and teasingly tugging on her panties to emphasise how close she was to bursting out of the poor garments, though he made sure to keep some of the attention on her gut as it flopped onto the bed next to her and jiggled in time with her massive thighs and buttocks
- catanon mmms and smiles as her gut spills in front of her along with her sizely breasts, enjoying the new freedom offered to her gargantuan bottom. Her backrolls sag visibly near her hips, which lift up another set of generous lovehandle rolls, and she shivers and whimpers at the pinching tug of her panties around her lumps.
- azure wraps both arms around her from behind, beneath her thick, flabby arms, to give her breasts a teasing, chaste squeeze, before returning his attention to her gut and doing his best to shake and squeeze it every which way, fingers tugging on her deep belly button and sinking into her thick rolls for grip and palms occasionally pressing inwards to make her thick frame wobble and bounce
- catanon closes her eyes and gives another little groan of enjoyment, arcing her back so that the giant swells of her bottom press against and over him somewhat as he gropes away at her heavy, round stomach. She can't help but wriggle around somewhat as his fingers just barely dig into her navel on occasion.
- azure squishes comfortably against her overbearingly enormous body, his hands continuing to grope and squeeze around at her front, slowly sliding upwards to give her breasts some attention as well; both thick, heavy mounds are too big for even his two hands combined to fully grasp, and he settles for rubbing and massaging their undersides while they jiggle about and strain her shirt
- catanon purrs contentedly as her giant bosom is teased and kneaded, then slowly reaches up and tries to push her shirt up and over the creamy masses so they can get more needed attention; she struggles a bit, bunched edge of her shirt digging into her fleshy back as she tries to pull it forwards enough to stretch it over her bust.
- azure slides out from beneath her, repositioning himself in front of her and sliding both hands under her straining shirt to grip her tits; carefully, he kneads and massages them as he does his best to free them from her clothes, eventually managing to squish and squeeze them against her overfed body enough to barely slip the shirt past them, and before long she's hopefully able to wobble out of the throughrly stretched garment, leaving her in her bra
- catanon successfully does this with some strain around her pillowy arms, then sighs with a smile as her jugs get a good, thorough massage. She wriggles herself closer shortly afterwards, pressing her large belly and wobbling bosom against him as she eagerly awaits more attention for her swollen, porcine body.
- catanon: (( I'm gonna take a nap, I'm passing out... we'll continue later?))
- azure: ah sure~
- ***
- catanon flops onto her bed.
- catanon: I'm thinking about napping in a little while.
- azureangelic: aw
- azureangelic: yeah, you seem pretty exhausted
- azureangelic tummyrubs comfortingly
- catanon squishes and purrs softly, belly gurgling a bit.
- catanon: I just want to be lazy. uvu
- azureangelic: i dont blame you D:
- azureangelic squishrubs the plumper nekotummy
- catanon burps a little, then yawns and closes her eyes, prrring under the much-needed, soothing rubs.
- catanon: Mmm...
- azureangelic pauses to rub and pat her soft back in response to the gas
- catanon's backrolls smoosh and sag over the comforting hand, jiggling with each pat, and she lets out another belch, relaxing.
- azureangelic lies her down on her tummy and uses both hands to work her sore back, occasionally giving her a firm yet soft thump to coax out any more fast-food gassiness left in her bubbling tummy
- catanon melts over your working hands, feeling her muscles relax over them. She gently holds the sides of her belly and kneads with a hum, noisily belching after a few assisting pats, though her stomach continues to bubble.
- azureangelic slides his hands beneath the enormous, lounging catgirl, feeling his fingers sink into her hanging warm flubbiness as he blindly groped around for the pockets of gas causing her discomfort and squeezed her soft torso amidst the less-than-palatable belches
- catanon groans in her throat, squishing amply in his hands, and feels a particularly large belch get forced from her gut and lips. She sighs after and smiles softly, licking her lips, then relaxes even more, another gush of gas erupting from her enormous bottom with a vigorous jiggle.
- azureangelic coughs a bit, not particularly surprised at the potentcy of her gas given her recent diet, and shifts away slightly; moments later, he's succeeded in unfastening her alarmingly tight pants and tugging them down to fully reveal her monumental ass, giving it a fond slap and watching as the impact merely caused a jello-like ripple throughout the pale mass, and returning his hands to the warmth and darkness beneath the now significantly less-clothed whale of a girl for round 2 of her impromptu de-gassing
- catanon whimpers and blushes a bit as her rump gets spanked, jiggling her siderolls as her belly spills forwards over her thighs with a hefty wobble. She feels much more comfortable now, however, resting her exposed flesh over his hands easily as they begin to work her flub again, letting them knead and squish wherever they need to.
- azureangelic continues working, feeling the tight aching mass of air slowly begin to give way to her usual brand of gluttony-induced pillowyness, though he could both hear and feel it rumbling and squelching through her guts, and as the megaton of sore wind crept towards its destination he leaned his body on hers a bit more in an attempt to reach far enough beneath her, struggling to reach his hands to her tender underbelly due to how much of her there was to wrap (or in this case sink) his arms around
- catanon emits a tiny burp at first, looking down at the bulge of her belly past the swells of her oversized breasts, then feels a significant bout of flatulence rumble from her gigantic cheeks once more, vibrating them in a pleasant massage as the bloated tightness eases gradually from from her gut.
- azureangelic continues rubbing and squeezing her tender, plush midsection as the gassy contents of her tummy practically deflate like a balloon, though there's far too much flub on her frame to make her anywhere near smaller by the time it ends; by the time the blast dies down he's slowed his forceful gripping and squeezing to gentle rubs and squishes, and he gives the side of her tummy one last pat as her flabby backside's wild wobbling slows and stops and she looks a bit less pent-up overall
- ***
- catanon: Hello there! :D
- azureangelic: sup~
- catanon: Not much here, hanging around. It's hot. :<
- catanon: You?
- azureangelic: not much either
- azureangelic: and bluh that sucks :c
- azureangelic: it just stopped being too hot here
- catanon: Oh wow. D: At least it isn't too hot there now!
- azureangelic: yeah D:
- azureangelic pets the hotkitty
- catanon purrsquishes, feeling a little sweaty.
- catanon rolls over to cool her back off.
- azureangelic politely rubs at her soft, slightly damp shoulders, hands easily sliding over her soft flesh
- catanon mrrs softly, quite warm to the touch.
- azureangelic lifts the back of her shirt to expose her back, rubbing the expanse of pale skin and exposing it to the air
- catanon coos softly in relief as the cool air rushes over her damp backrolls, then wriggles her body, trying to expose the sweaty areas under her pudgerolls.
- catanon only manages to slosh around like jello, unfortunately.
- azureangelic rests both hands on her sweaty, wobbling blob of a body, sliding them in and around her hot rolls, pinching and lifting each and tugging at her fat to help air her out
- catanon whimpers and mewls gratefully, her bulging flesh tingling pleasurably wherever you grope and lift as it gradually begins to dry and cool down.
- azureangelic continues rubbing and exposing her body, noting how her damp shirt was unlikely to return to covering up the whale of a girl without manual intervention, the poor garment bunched up beneath her enormous breasts and sticking to her hopefully colder blubber
- catanon shifts to her side, not minding how her soft gut spills in front of her as she's massaged and cooled. She nudges her hands underneath her bunched shirt and lifts it up and over her large bust, trying to cool her massive cleavage.
- azureangelic helps her with the shirt, slowly rolling her onto her back and sliding it up and over her round face and double chin, leaving her upper half clad in a full bra and exposing her deep, abyssal cleavage; he was polite enough to refrain from burying his hands in the wet trench of flesh, though he teasingly tugged at her brastraps to give the heaving bosom a proxy-jiggle and made sure she could cool off
- catanon she grunts and purrs encouragingly, her giant, wobbling chest putting a bit of strain on her bra as it's tugged. The undergarment is soaked with sweat underneath, having been trapped under her two sagging, bloated mounds there, and she wriggles her torso to try and slip her breasts free.
- azureangelic slides both hands beneath her hefty back to fumble at the clasp, eventually managing to force it open, and instantly notices a sudden decrease in tension, the fabric not squeezing her flabby underarms quite as tightly; her constant jelly-like wobbling and jiggling causes the now-unfastened garment to slide off rather easily, and her breasts splay out atop her mountainous frame lazily
- catanon mrrs in her throat and sighs in relief as her swollen orbs are exposed, gently lifting them with her hands to allow their undersides to air out.
- catanon has a lot of boob to handle, though, so her palms squish into the undersides while the rest of the flesh just spills over her hands and fingers.
- azureangelic perches behind her and wraps his arms around her warm, cuddly body, hands sliding into the sweat-slick space beneath her tits and helping to hold them up somewhat, each massive mammary far too big for one hand to hold and leaving his fingers sinking into her bloated bust as both teats ooze out of his grasp
- catanon moans contentedly and slides her hands outwards a bit to let you handle them, relaxing her damp, flubby backside against your body. All that's left to be freed is what lays underneath her bulging, sweaty muffin, which swells and sags over the waistband of her pants and forms into her belly that sits just above her lap.
- azureangelic holds her breasts up for a bit longer, the hefty tits bearing down on his wrists, before letting them drop to her body with a wet slap of fat on fat, and let his probing fingers slide downwards to the enormously swollen, doughy, overfed mass of gluttonous ladygut that took up the majority of her lap, giving it a familiar fondling and squeezing and ignoring the way his hands left slight trails of moisture on its surface from her sweatiness
- catanon leans back a bit more as she gets increasingly comfortable, her giant belly wobbling underneath her massive mammaries as they're released. She lets you pamper her oversized stomach, thoroughly enjoying the way it weighs on your hands and pushes between your wiggling fingers heavily. She yawns lazily and lids her eyes, resting her hands and letting yours do all the work.
- azureangelic continues playing with her tummy even though he can't see the gelatinous blob over her massive tits and plump rolls, his fingers dipping into her deep belly button and tracing her bulging curves, and while she's a lot cooler the slight smell and noticable greasiness of sweat surrounds the hoggish young lady
- catanon giggles and wiggles a bit in your hold, as her navel is quite ticklish and sensitive, causing her massive belly and humongous teats to slosh and sway, the movements making ripples through her sagging rolls.
- azureangelic leans into her shoulder from behind and continues his groping, weathering the storm of bouncing, jiggling, sloshing fat as she squished against him and he felt her plush fat slap against itself
- catanon settles down once more and wriggles her porcine bottom into you, shifting around just so that her backrolls sag over your arms and her sizely love handles push underneath them and against your ribs; the upper swells of her portly rump push against your stomach and squeeze out from your sides. She coos and keeps you like that, buried in her sweaty lumps, as she finds you comfortable and cool.
- azureangelic hums and holds her, content to let her sweaty mass engulf his body, and le this hands idly rub and knead her tummy while she reclines and wobbles
- catanon smiles, leaning back even further against you and gently resting her hands over yours as you massage her doughy gut for a bit before leading one of your hands up to help support her heavy breasts, as there was no bra to do so that would allow them to stay cool at the same time.
- === Updated 5/9/13 ===
- azureangelic: hot days can suck D:
- catanon: Yeah, especially humid ones. xvx
- azureangelic: yeah :c
- azureangelic: maybe you should go swimming D:
- catanon: I wish, but we don't have a pool. ;^;
- azureangelic: aww :C
- azureangelic waters the catanon
- catanon is also too fat to be seen in a suit in public, anyway.
- catanon purrs at water.
- azureangelic: aww
- azureangelic: you would totally rock a swimsuit >:C
- catanon: I do when I'm alone and nobody's looking! :D
- azureangelic: pfft
- azureangelic: good~
- azureangelic: just have to be careful not to burst it when you get hungry :U
- catanon: Mhm, true. uvu
- azureangelic: but you wouldnt have to worry about getting food on your clothes
- azureangelic: so i guess it evens out
- catanon tends to get hungry after swimming.
- azureangelic continues watering the flubs and provides a hamburger
- catanon: But if I eat, I get crumbs stuck in my cleavage sometimes. xvx
- azureangelic: aw :c
- catanon noms on the hamburger and purrs, savoring it.
- catanon also manages to keep crumbs from getting in her suit.
- azureangelic: victory~
- azureangelic resigns to just sort of spraying the lazy purrblob with a hose
- catanon lazes there, jiggling from the pressure wherever the hose hits.
- azureangelic contemplates spraying her with soda instead but decides the stickiness would be too unappealing
- catanon would have to be bathed afterwards.~
- azureangelic shrugs, gets closer and offers the soda hose because why not
- catanon rolls onto her back with a hefty wobble and licks her lips, opening up and expecting to be fed with it.
- azureangelic sticks the hose in her mouth, hoping she doesnt mind being filled up straight from the tap, and continues to spray her with refreshing water as she filled up
- catanon gulps as quickly as she can at first, though she eventually just relaxes to let herself be pumped up. She makes a noise of contented relief as her gut begins to quickly distend, sloshing and gurgling inside with liquid as she drinks.
- azureangelic continues to hose her tummy down as it grow,s the doughy, wet surface slowly growing rounder and tauter as she blimped up with fizzing sugary fluids
- catanon lids her eyes, relaxing more and more as her suit becomes strained around her expanding, wobbling girth.
- azureangelic rests a hand on her soaked, taut skin, patting her wobbling balloon of a tummy and listening to her fizz and gurgle
- catanon almost belches, though keeps her mouth secure around the nozzle as the over stretched suit bursts at the sides, bits of flesh spilling out.
- azureangelic hums and helps tear away at her suit, pulling at the holes to let more and more of her flab escape as she continued to drink and bloat to alarming sizes
- catanon grunts, her throaty noises drowned out by gurgles and groans from her growing mountain of a belly. She blushes somewhat as she feels the holes expand, more of her sensitive fat mounds spilling outwards, until finally, the suit snaps off at the bottom, leaving her bare.
- azureangelic gives her now-bare skin a good hosing down as well, making sure she's nice and cool even as her gut seemed to stretch and strain from the piggish girl's overindulgence
- catanon continues to glug down the sugary liquid, her stomach so huge and full that it felt like it would explode.
- azureangelic placed both hands on her gut, kneading and rubbing it slowly as if it were a massive water balloon, and waiting to see just how far she was going to go in her unimaginable greediness for the caloric beverage
- catanon suddenly releases a whimper and burps into the hose, the air and liquid getting pumped back into her painfully-stretched stomach.
- azureangelic notices her discomfort and slowly shuts the hose off, figuring she had had more than enough for one tummy to handle and not wanting to see her burst like her suit had
- catanon lets out another smelly, gurgly belch, licking her lips again and moaning with tightness and a bellyache.
- catanon: (( I'm about to pass out, blurgh.. ))
- catanon: (( We'll continue later! uvu ))
- azureangelic leaned forward against the beached, bloated girl's mountainous tummy, feeling it slosh beneath him, and looked down at her to ask if she had had her fill
- azureangelic: oh ok~
- ===
- azureangelic: i want to do things but im sleepy and unimaginative bluh
- PoltergeistCat: Awww.
- catanon pets and snuggles you to her.
- azureangelic squishes into the flublady and accepts cuddles
- catanon purrrrs.
- azureangelic sprawls out half-buried beneath the deeply purring fattyblob, feeling and listening to her vibrate and churn away idly
- catanon rubs your back, burying your head under her bust, your chin squished against the bulge of her belly.
- azureangelic gives a murmur of not-quite-bother in response to abruptly being buried in the whale of a girl's bulging body, sinking slightly into her pillowy mounds and idly scritching the first flabby handful of pale blubber his hand found in absentminded affection
- catanon emits a rumbling purr, rolls sagging over your limbs as she cuddles you closer.
- azureangelic makes a halfhearted attempt at moving, progress halted by the overwhelming weight of the cushiony catgirl, and settles for just rocking a little bit to the left, feeling her warm, soft expanse of shamelessly overfed girth slosh and wobble from his shifting position beneath her like a great dollop of succulent, slightly sweaty pudding; her purring was clearly audible through her inches and layers of fat, and the vibrations carried through her succulently bloated frame clearly enough to be noticable
- ===
- azureangelic loungues atop
- catanon smooshes underneath.
- azureangelic: i can never decide how big the flubneko is supposed to be at this point lol
- catanon: Hmm...
- catanon: Maybe ~500lbs most of the time?
- azureangelic: not counting the food inside the nekotummy i assume :v
- catanon: Yep. x3
- azureangelic: if we includes that it might be closer to 550~
- catanon: Or 600, maybe. :3c
- catanon: Especially with fluid.
- azureangelic: must be a lot of room in there~
- catanon nod nods. uvu
- azureangelic: no wonder the word porcine gets tossed around so much :V
- catanon looks down at her belly and nods again.
- azureangelic: azureangelic presses a hand to it comfortingly
- catanon's belly smooshes around your hand, making her purr.
- azureangelic: its only a matter of time before it gets too big to be called just a pig :U
- catanon: Mmhm! :<
- azureangelic: not necessarily a bad thing though
- azureangelic: im sure you'd find ways to enjoy it~
- ===
- azureangelic: i should probably involve bdsmy things here sometime but i dont know how :C
- azureangelic: i need to learn more kink things
- catanon: Hmm..
- azureangelic: the biggest problem with bdsm is trying to squeeze into appropriate gear :V
- catanon: Oh! I don't think much about that. xD
- azureangelic: oh lol
- catanon kind of likes being forced to wear tight, skimpy things, though.
- azureangelic: whenever i think of bdsm i just instantly think of black leather
- catanon: Hehe. xD
- azureangelic: in that case we need to get you somehting nice and tight and skimpy that you can blub and burst out of :V
- catanon: Just leashes and forcefulness, etc.
- catanon: Ooh. ovo
- azureangelic: a set of tight thigh-squeezing fishnets and a tight black bra, a barely-closing corset to squeeze that tummy just beneath the breasts and a hip-hugging garterbelt/thong combo to bring out that muffin top and expose as much of those meaty cheeks as possible~
- catanon: O-oh.. u//v//u
- catanon: It'll all burst open as soon as I sit down, though!
- azureangelic: we'd have to make sure it can hold long enough to get you some food~
- catanon: True...
- azureangelic: also can't forget accessories like cute leather collars to squeeze that fatty neck and bands adorning those pillowy upper arms
- azureangelic: maybe some fingerless gloves and tight black socks for good measure :V
- catanon: Mmhmm... u//v//u
- azureangelic: and of course a matching leash to help guide you towards the comfot of the bed, your massive belly being squished downwards by the tight corset even though the garment barely covered your upper stomach and forcing the gelatinous, heavy flab into a hugely exaggerated muffin top, lovehandles oozing over the garterbelt and thong being completely swallowed by your ass as those lusciously net-clad thighs rub and grind together and the meaty flesh tries to escape through the holes in the mesh, ensemble blissfully unaware of the impending doom it faces when that doughy, hungrily rumbling midriff starts to get filled up
- catanon: I can't help it, though! Nothing's really big enough for me to last long..
- azureangelic: but where would the fun of such a skimpy outfit be if you weren't just completely overflowing it?~
- catanon: Mmhm, true...
- catanon: It feels good being squeezed sometimes. uvu
- azureangelic: plus its all the better to watch the leather creaking and groaning as you eat a constant flow of hand-fed fist-sized pastries, each lusciously filling and fattening and forced down your hungry gullet even when you start to fill up
- catanon mmms and grabs her belly at the thought.
- azureangelic: feeling the plush mound swell and strain against the constricting corset, gasping for breath between swallows only for another mini-cake to be messily smushed into your face and forced into your maw by uunrepetant yet dainty fingers, the laces of the corset digging into your generous backfat and squeezing your overstuffed midriff like a canned sardine~
- catanon: Mmhmmm...
- azureangelic: id continue but i must sleep :c
- catanon: My clothes won't be able to keep up with my belly though. Or my boobs.
- catanon: Aah, okay, good night!
- ===
- catanon: It is hot. D:
- azureangelic: aw :C
- azureangelic: go get a cold shower and become coldwet
- catanon: But I'm too lazzyyyyy.
- azureangelic: :c
- azureangelic ineffectually squishpushes the catanon towards the shower
- catanon just squishes and gets you all sticky with sweat.
- catanon purrs.
- azureangelic continues attempting to push the jiggly boulder of sweaty catgirl to no real success, eventually just leaning against her and mehing
- catanon smooshes against, all the pushing just managing to give her a massage instead of move her.
- azureangelic leans against the wobbly girl and does nothing productive
- catanon just emits body heat, continuing to lay there.
- azureangelic lounges against/atop the lazy butterball
- catanon burps a bit as you sink into her pudge, as she has just eaten.
- azureangelic rolls over to face her and traces a circle in her bellyflab with one finger, wonder what she'd eaten
- catanon 's belly gurgles and she burps again, full of beans and barbecue..
- azureangelic tilts his head at her and gently pushes her into a lying-down position, sitting next to her and beginning to bury both hands into the enourmous pig of a girl's semi-bloated tummy as it oozed upwards until its own weight and size
- catanon blushes and mewls in her throat, a loud belch rippling from her gut through her gullet as her stomach is kneaded.
- azureangelic winces and pauses from the smell, the odor of digesting bbq sauce, meat and molasses wafting over him from the greedy girl's wet gullet, and gropes around her belly for the epicenter of the moist eruption, digging his fingers into her overwhelmingly thick fat when he finds the responsible buildup of greasy, fatty food and doing what he can to force the fullness out of her blobby body
- catanon groans softly as her massive stomach bubbles for a moment, air building up inside and bloating her belly out somewhat. She whimpers a bit as her gut begins to feel a little taut, and then, a huge rush of gas quakes from her massive posterior, causing her layers of fat to vibrate and jiggle.
- azureangelic bites his lip at the trumpeting sound of her colossal fart, expecting the wafting odor to surround her blimp-like body and yet still being stunned by the remarkably unpleasant stink her bellyful of apparently disagreeing grilled meat had produced; still, he's polite enough to continue to rub her tummy, gripping handfuls of her soft, drooping fat and giving her sweaty, warm body a vigorous jiggling and playful slapping to keep her digestion going, despite the silent promise of more unbearable flatulence and equally-potent mewling belches from the overstuffed, overfed, overpampered whale of a young lady
- catanon hums in relief as pressure begins to ease from her gut, though it's still quite strained to contain the mound of bubbling gas inside. She belches again and licks her lips lazily, releasing yet another massive fart shortly afterwards.
- azureangelic decides he's in it for the long haul and gives her visibly-bloating tummy a good squeeze, coming nowhere close to fully smushing the enormous blob of doughy fat but doing his best anyway, and asking her if it's working, trying to ignore the smell of her overactive digestion surrounding either end of her gaseous bod
- catanon purrs as you dig into her enormous gut, the burbling mound pushing into your smaller body and up your torso. Another belch is forced out of her gut and she grins, reaching a hand around to press you further into her belly as she burps again and gives you a nod, feeling a bit of an ache grow in her stomach sides.
- azureangelic is pressed against the top of her doughy yet full-feeling stomach, his hands wandering to her sides and giving them a firm, inward press, feeling and hearing her stomach blorp and groan as the boiling contents shifted about and grumbled angrily at her for binging to such a degree, though judging by the content look on her face and her titanic stature she probably didn't care; either way, he glanced down at her over (or between) her meaty tits, waiting for any further instructions
- catanon releases another noisy fart and groans again with relief, nothing more than a bloated, gassy pig at the moment with nothing better to do but be lazy and pampered. She kneads into your back and gently pushes your face up between the undersides of her gigantic breasts, though not enough to trap your whole head. Occasionally she licks her lips after belching, savoring the flavor of her past meal, and wriggles her belly back and forth as best she can underneath you to slosh the contents within. After a while, she whimpers for you to give her belly a deeper massage and to kiss it better while it groans louder with digestion.
- azureangelic gives a muffled noise into her pillowy fat, continuing to rub and knead her sloshing, wobbling frame as he was bounced around atop it, pressing his face to her clammy, supple skin and trying yet failing to cover a reasonable amount of her titanic expanse of flesh with chaste kisses, making up for it by digging his hands into her gut with renewed ferocity and stealing quick glances at her to gauge her reaction
- catanon 's belches become larger and noisier and smellier, her flatulence becoming more potent as well as you tend to her aching belly. She smiles and moans in appreciation, occasionally demanding more intensive affection, despite how much her gassiness is stifling you.
- azureangelic isnt sure how else to smother her in affection while he himself is being smothered in her flatulent fumes, though he does give her belly a tender papping and nuzzles one sweaty, doughy roll, continuing to grope and grab at her jiggling blubber with what he hoped was enough force to keep her agitated belly emptying of gas, though with the stench surrounding her colossal buttocks and the more palatable yet still moist and heavy belches gurgling forth from her gluttonous maw it was unlikely the air surrounding the beached behemoth would fresh anytime soon
- catanon sighs contentedly and holds you against her lumpy, doughy body, rubbing your back as her stomach forces out gas one way or another. After a while and a particularly deep, ominous rumble from her belly, she pauses and pleadingly asks for her underbelly, thighs and bulging, round, jiggling posterior to be rubbed next.
- azureangelic listens to her rumbling, bloated stomach, eventually slowly making his way closer to her underbelly, a bit hesitantly but still nice enough to try to ease her indigestion, hands buried beneath her immensely soft belly to try to help her, looking over her tummy at her round face time to time to make sure he was heading in the first direction
- catanon gives a soft hum of approval, idly reaching a hand up to scratch at an itch on her huge belly, and encourages you to move down towards her massive, pillowy thighs.
- azureangelic does so, her titanic thighs too big to spread properly, and begins to rub and knead them, doing his best to hold up her sloshing gut as he groped and squished her bulging, fatty thighs and felt her rumbling and quaking with every movement
- catanon playfully allows her belly to slosh against you with a heavy smoosh as you work, her fleshy, wobbling thighs sensitive and tingling under your palms. She coos as you dig your fingers between them, and after a while passes, she whines for you to roll her over and massage her needy, gargantuan bottom...
- azureangelic slides out from beneath her blubber and looks her over, not entirely sure how to roll over such a colossal girl but trying anyway to limited success, glancing down at her expectantly and asking her to try and flop onto her enormous stomach
- catanon mms and sluggishly wriggles onto her side, then flops onto her belly with a quaking, hefty wobble that lasts a few seconds. It takes longer for her enormous cheeks to settle, however, each bouncing into the other and jiggling out of sync, giving her love rolls a decent wobbling in the process.
- azureangelic hms and moves to her side, both hands wandering over one gigantic asscheek and kneading the soft blubber as he caressed and felt up her massive shelf of an ass, each jiggling cheek continuing to wobble long after his fingers stopped digging around in her fat momentarily and their combined size making it questionable whether or not she'd be able to do much else in her downward-facing position
- catanon sighs deeply and purrs, her stomach beginning to bubble back up again with the remaining gas from her meal.. She rests her chubby face on folded arms and relaxes, closing her eyes and letting you work on her whale-like behind..
- azureangelic does his best to reach her entire ass, made challenging by how absolutely gigantic she was, and continued to grope and rub at her cheeks, listening to her gurgling and occasionally putting pressure on her soft back to help ease out the discomfort brewing in her colossal stomach, hands occasionally rubbing to patting at its sides even as she lounged atop it and bubbled contently
- catanon gives only the faintest of grunts as warning as suddenly what remaining gas in her stomach ripples through her plump cheeks and rushes over your face, her massive lobes vibrating pleasantly and her gut giving a few last noises before settling down for the last stages of digestion.
- azureangelic groaned as the hot wind blew over him, coughing and fanning the air from her rank stench and waiting for most of it to waft away before glancing over her, walking closer to the overly-content blob of a catgirl and giving her blubbery side a thump of playful irritation
- azureangelic: excuse you?~
- catanon whimpers and mewls a bit in response, her many rolls and swells jiggling around from the impact.
- azureangelic shrugs and continues idly grabbing her doughy frame, slowing down now that she seemed less gassy and idly playing with her rolls and handles
- catanon: (...I got distacted.)
- azureangelic: pfft its fine~
- azureangelic: i need sleep anyway
- === Updated 7/28/14 ===
- catanon plops next to.
- azure pats
- catanon purrs softly.
- azure pats more
- catanon jiggles softly and yawns.
- azure gently drums on the jiggle with fingers
- catanon rolls onto her belly and lids her eyes just a bit.
- azure tugs her shirt down a little bit, responding to the lidded glance with an innocent look and a scritch to the head
- catanon leans her head up into the scritching, shifting her hips somewhat and causing her posterior and rounded sides to sway.
- azure eyes the generous wobble, plush catlady bulging out from beneath her own figure, and thumbs the side of her hair a little whilst scritching
- catanon stretches out just a bit, her shirt hiking up over her bulging muffin again, and yawns once more with a deep purr.
- azure lets his hand stray from her head a bit, brushing over one soft shoulder and contemplating potential intent in her ample jiggliness
- catanon arcs her back somewhat and stretches again, sprawling her huge thighs out just a bit, though they still rub firmly against one another as she does this.
- azure: well at least its safe to say the absence hasnt been harsh on your waistline :U
- catanon: True...
- azure pats her side for emphasis a bit, before giving the back of her head a gentle scritch
- catanon's plush sides jiggle about, pale flesh forcing its way out even more from under her tight shirt.
- catanon: Food is still just as addictive, hehe.
- azure opts to continue pressing his palm to her side, gently leveraging the weight of one bulging roll and sinking his fingers into it gently as it bulges out from beneath her and jostled her top up over her creamy expanse
- azure: well staying fed is pretty important too
- azure: so i dont blame you
- catanon: Mmm, very true...
- catanon sluggishly rolls onto her side, then onto her back, her soft gut wobbling over the hem of her short shorts.
- azure watches the behemoth lady slowly flop onto her back, watching her entire body slosh and jiggle from side to side as she settled on her back, and reaches over to press an outstretched hand onto the front of her splayed gut as she reclined beneath it, sinking slightly into her mass as he idly kneaded a handful of doughy blubber with all five fingers
- catanon releases a groaning purr as her stomach makes a soft, glurping noise under the pampering hand. She shamelessly sprawls her legs out again and pulls her shirt up into a bunch under her enormous breasts, digging her comparatively small hand into her side to give it a lazy scratch.
- azure gives an amused huff at her shameless display of lethargy, shifting a bit closer to reach over her expansive handles and colossal short-clad thighs to dig around in the fat of her middle, fingers squishing against her belly button slightly as he scratched at her smooth, doughy bellyfat and occasionally give her flab a firm squeeze to send light rippled throughout her figure, from her soft chest to her wide hips
- catanon smiles softly and makes a light noise of pleasure, allowing her overnourished form to jiggle and wobble and bounce like jello as he works at it. She waits for the button on her shorts to weaken and pop off from all the movement and slides both of her hands under the swells of her bust, trying to gently tempt her shirt up further.
- azure notices both her straining button and her tugged-at top, and tends to the former by gently sliding his hand into the tight band of her shorts and pulling upwards, easing some more of her colossal belly into the packed garment to help it alnong faster with the amount of bouncing and wobbling she had going on; afterwards, he attended to her top, gently pushing it beneath her splayed breasts with his fingers and jostling the soft mounds slightly
- catanon hums contentedly as her belly sloshes in it's confines, some audible ripping noises already coming from her shorts. Her breasts give a hefty, jiggling bounce as they're shuffled with, their masses straining the shirt a bit as they threaten to spill out.
- azure: at least the wealths being shared
- azure paps her side, just next to her top-straining mammaries to cause her soft orbs to bounce and ripple a little, before returning his hand to her gut, sliding along her lovehandles and gripping handfuls of her colossal muffintop
- catanon: Hehe, it seems that way... My rump has been especially greedy as well.
- catanon coos softly and gives her pillowy shoulders a shake, trying to ease the sensitive, ticklish tingling from her massive bust, and causing her every roll to jiggle in turn.
- azure: to be fair all of you seems pretty greedy but this thing hasnt gotten much smaller
- azure gives her thigh a gentle slap, gripping her hip through the shorts and very gently wobbling it a bit, watching the jiggles escape the confines of her shorts and jostle the exposed flab of her legs
- catanon gives a tiny, teased whimper as her thighs and derrière are rippled and squeezed, causing the sag of her lower gut to give a heavy bounce. A muffled pop can be heard from underneath her belly as it suddenly spills out a bit more, invading her lap, and she raises one gargantuan thigh with a sigh of relief.
- azure rewards her newfound freedom by kneading at her lower belly slightly, gripping the enormous fatty roll beneath her belly button and squishing his fingers beneath the enormous mass, pausing only to give her raised thigh a brief stroke as well to watch it wobble and momentarily massage some of the thigh bulging out from her taxed shorts
- azure: id say its surprising you managed to cram all this into shorts like these but i guess thats kind of redundant at this point
- catanon gently scratches the burbling swell of her upper stomach and sighs with a nod, more seams being ripped as they struggle to contain her monstrous hips. "It was all I had at the moment..."
- azure pushes his thumbs into the band of the shorts, elastics strained and sinking into her enormous thighs and waist, and pulls them up slightly, bouncing her entire gut and rolls up slightly as the motion did little but accelerate the incredibly overfed girl erupting from her own clothes in a cacophony of pale blubber slapping against itself and threads snapping and creaking
- azure: well you kinda sort of fit into them so that counts for the time being
- azure: maybe
- catanon breathes sharply as her poor shorts could no longer take such abuse; they burst at the sides and middle, allowing piles of her fat to spill into the air. She moans softly and rubs her palms over the exposed flesh briefly before tending to her breasts, beginning to lift and cup and knead them in hopes of easing them from the tight shirt.
- catanon: Mmm, that felt quite good...
- azure winces, instinctively flinching away from her as her shorts finally ruptured, before slowly lowering his hand back to her belly to give her a slow, rewarding rub, hands pulling the tatter remnants of her shorts off and leaving her in whatever lay beneath; noticing her own hands moving, he returned to her belly, sliding upwards and running his palms over the plush swell of her upper stomach, as her chest bounced and swayed in time with her multi-tiered mountain of belly
- azure: safe to say someones going to be needing new clothes before much longer~
- catanon continues to bounce and work her massive mounds, trying to ease them from under the bunch in her shirt... However, once she manages to pull her shirt up midway over the widest point of her bust, it rips apart at the seams, provoking another heavy, jiggly bounce of her chest. She continues to gently cup the undersides of her mammaries as you rub her blubbery gut, purring.
- catanon: Probably... I don't think I have any more, come to think of it. Oh well...
- azure: i guess well have to find some way to specialty-order you some new ones later then if you want to get anything wrapped around yourself
- azure pauses again as her top bursts, though not quite as much as her shorts exploding, and gently slides both hands to her sides, running them up her blubbery expanse and to the other sides of her enormous breasts, gently rubbing slight, testing circles on her incredibly generous sideboob
- catanon blushes and sighs, gently wriggling her bust a little more into the timid hands as she silently demands a firmer, more thorough massage of her enormous teats. "Mmm... Perhaps..."
- azure at least managaes to take the hint, grasping her chest more firmly and kneading his fingers into her sensitive mounds, slowly at first but gradually working up to the pace used on her colossal midriff over time, occasionally sliding both hnads to one massive tit to gently knead at the exposed, creamy breast
- catanon purrs deeply with approval, closing her eyes and beginning to relax. She strokes her pillowy underbelly as it gives a noisy growl, feeling a bit hungry. Her chest mounds wobble and sag in his hands, nips perking as they're pampered.
- azure shifts a bit to continue kneading, hands slowly running over her expansive bosom, dipping and squishing into her cleavage and sliding beneath each massive tit to heft them in one hand and feel her flabby chest utterly overflow his fingers, occasionally pausing to give her upper belly roll some attention as well, even if his fingers always returned to her udders in the end
- catanon releases a lethargic, pampered groan, reaching around to hug you to her gurgling belly as your hands massage her sizely chest. "Mmm, thank you..." She uses her free hand to stroke over her side and thigh as you tend to her bosom, giving another yawn as she thinks about food...
- azure is pressed against her enormous mass, squishing against her mountainous belly and somewhat awkwardly reprociating with a firm squeeze of her flabby side, though the omnipresent gurgling of her tummy is more audible from such a close proximity and his fingers travel downwards to rub and knead at the epicenter of the rumbling noises through her thick fat
- catanon: I'm hungry... Could you feed me? I'd do it myself, but... *yawn* I'm feeling so tired...
- azure: not that theres any point in time you wouldnt rather have someone else feed you but
- azure shrugs, sitting up a bit and slipping off to get something edible and hopefully filling enough, patting her exposed, blubbery hip as he stood
- catanon slowly sits herself up a bit and props up on a pile of pillows, allowing her already-massive gut to flow over her lap. She licks her lips and scratches around her navel, eager for what food may be in store.
- azure more or less has to guess as to what shed be in the mood for, and returns several minutes later with an utterly massive bowl, wide as an oversized wok and deep as an industrial mixing bowl, overflowing from the top with warm, steaming spaghetti, drenched in sauce and cheese and containing an almost ridiculous amount of meatballs, with a full-on ladle stuck into the top; the massive bowl is gently rested next to her, and he returns to his spot, waiting to see how she chose to handle the mass, if at all herself
- catanon smiles and picks up a handful of meatballs into her hand before eagerly shoving them into her maw, smearing a bit of sauce over her lips in the process. She repeats, grabbing handfuls of cheesy, saucy noodles and meatballs and lowering them into an outstretched mouth for a more direct flow into her tummy. It isn't long before she finishes the pot, lapping at her fingers and cheeks as she awaits more dishes.
- azure retreats as she nears the bottom of the pot, returning a few moments after she finishes with a platter stacked high with a pyramid of juicy, greasy hamburgers, warm and glitsening and drowned in condiments, as well as a two-liter bottle of cola, both being deposited in front of her waiting corpulence as the empty spaghetti bowl was taken
- catanon nearly coos with glee at the sight, promptly scarfing down a whole burger and proceeding to pop the lid of the soda to guzzle half of it down... She pauses for a moment and belches loudly before licking the grease from her lips, then resumes eating burger after fattening burger... She finishes the entire platter after a little while, then stops to gulp down the last of the soda. Her hands run over her now rounder belly, though she looks at her feeder expectantly, awaiting more consumables.
- azure shrugs a bit at her, taking the empty platter and bottle and returning shortly afterwards with the quintessential seafood, although it was more of two enormously overstacked platters each containing several enormous fish carefully cut, cooked and arranged to fit on the round trays, gently placed before her along with another bottle of soda; it wasnt clear how much more would be needed to sate the gluttonous catgirl, but she deifnitely looked visibly fuller than before
- catanon wets her lips once more and automatically begins to drop entire, heaping filets into her gullet, her belly beginning to rumble noisily with approval. She finishes one entire platter in little time, repeating the same for the next... Another burp echoes up from her belly, and with a swft movement, she begins to chug the next bottle of bubbly sweetness, refusing to slow down for any gas build-up in her belly. She tosses the empty bottle aside as soon as she finishes it, letting out a particularly potent belch as she rubs over her bloated stomach.
- catanon: Mmmh... *hic* That was good... What is there for dessert?...
- azure watches her go, rumbling and gorging and belching like a champ as she destroys the fish platters, and as the last scraps of seafood vanish into her abyssal maw he brings out the equally-obligatory finisher, a large, triple-tiered quadruple-chocolate cake, presented to her and sat down in front of her bare, wobbling figure
- azure: i mean assuming you still have room for this sort of thing
- catanon rubs her domed belly with one hand and looks at him needily. She leans back even further and beckons him over with her free hand, tongue lapping up the last of the grease from her lips. "I'm feeling a little *blurrrrp* too full to sit up and feed myself..."
- azure: hmmm
- azure: well we cant have this go to waste
- azure retrieves a wide knife and fork, gently carving out an entire slice of cake from the top tier, easing it from the chocolately mountain between the two utensils and slowly raising it to her face over her colossally stuffed, grumbling gut, offering it to her damp lips
- catanon purrs in lazy satisfaction and opens her mouth wide, letting the chocolate-frosted morsel slide into her mouth and down her throat. She moans softly as the rich flavor and salivates greedily, opening her mouth again. "More..."
- azure: of course~
- azure continues slowly raising enormous slices to her face, doing his best to avoid dripping chocolate onto her pale expanse, and slowly but surely working as much of the cake as her overtaxed, overfed stomach could handle down her throat, occasionally giving her swollen stomach a gentle, rubbing pat
- catanon continues to eat the cake in a gluttonous daze, ignoring how taut and pained her belly was becoming. Even so, a tiny whimper sounded in her throat as her stomach was given an affectionate pat, and a bubble of gas worked it's way out of her open mouth as the food began to stretch her belly out farther and farther..
- azure gently coaxes more and more cake in, noticing both her whimpers and gurgles as well as the noises of pleasure she made in-between lewdly belching and swallowing down more cake; surely enough, the monstrous confection would find its way into her even more monstrous belly, the whale of a girl very visibly stuffed to the gills even as the dessert slowly began to wind down
- catanon licks a dab of chocolate from her lips ineffectively and moans in both pleasure and pain, her stomach aching and full to the point of nearly popping. She looked to her feeder and blooorrrrped loudly before whimpering again. "H-how much more?... *hic*"
- azure rested a hand on her engorged midriff as she belched, reassuring giving the taut mass a gentle, easing rub, before turning back to the cake; only two slices worth remained, although the entire mass was lifted to her lips at once, patiently held in front of her and waiting for her to dig in of her own accord
- catanon slowly, she lifted her hands to the platter and held it to her lips, and with that, opened her mouth as wide as she could to down both slices and force them into her gut. The platter fell from her hands and she groaned loudly, tenderly brushing her fingertips around her far more massive, over-distended belly.
- catanon: Ooh... That was so good... *hic* But I'm so *bluurrrrrrrrch* full now...
- azure: that wasnt so bad now was it~
- catanon: Mmmn, I suppose not..
- catanon: But I can't move now.
- catanon: (( I'm about to pass out, haha. Thanks for rping with me! <3 ))
- azure: ((back sorry and thats fine~))
- azure: ((i was running out of steam anyway and stuff just came up oops))
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