Afternoon light filtered in through halfway-drawn blinds. Maris grunted as she shifted beneath her sheets, having slept in after a long night of work. One of her broad bat wings twitched and inadvertently flicked the covers off of her body; they slid off the side of the bed and piled up on the floor.

The flying fox began to stir as her nude body was exposed to the cool air of the room. She reached behind herself and groped across the mattress to no avail. Finally coming to full consciousness, she rolled over and opened her eyes. Her attention was immediately drawn to the slight tugging sensation from her chest as her soft, cushiony breasts were dragged along with the motion of her body. The plump, black-furred orbs felt much heavier than she remembered, something that confused her, until she glanced past them to the significant outward bulge in her normally slim belly region. Her gut quivered and let out a gwwrrrrnn as it processed the remains of yesterday’s dinner.

Oh, that’s right… That genet boy from last night who offered himself to me. Maris sat upright, flinching as the reorientation caused the feline mush filling her bowels to shift around with a low groan. A bubble of air rumbled up her neck and released itself from her mouth in a brief belch, which sent a few strands of grey fur fluttering down onto the bat girl’s lap. She winced as the leftover taste of fur and meat blew across her tongue.

“Eeeyuck. I need something to wash that down…”

As a fruit bat, Maris’s body was hardly well-suited to handling large quantities of meat. The fact the cat-weasel was even halfway digested by now was nothing short of a miracle. The bat stroked her engorged tummy as it rumbled away, recalling last night’s encounter.

Maris was a DJ who worked occasionally at several clubs around the city. This genet had approached her, slightly intoxicated and quite insistent that he be the latest fan to enhance her curvature. It was quite an ordeal for her to exercise her predatory tendencies, but she had a hard time turning down her fans, and it did lead to some pleasant results. As the bat slid off her bed and stood up to her full, 8’4” height, she could feel those results jiggling on her backside: her rump cheeks had been inflated with several inches of new flab, rounding out her hips into a juicy, heart-shaped silhouette.

With a faint blush, Maris tentatively reached down to grasp her black behind, rolling the fresh dough through her fingers. Feeling her fan’s generous contribution to her bat booty was equal parts embarrassing and exciting. She didn’t feel too proud about doing this sort of thing, but she also couldn’t deny it felt nice to be so thickly padded once in a while.

The bat girl wandered over to her kitchen in the nude and gathered up various fruits, placing them into a blender to mix herself a morning smoothie. She hardly needed a full meal with all the genet meat stewing in her guts, but this would at least help wash his flavor down. As the blender did its work, Maris idly cupped her breasts and tested their weight, feeling the faint sloshing of the fertile fluids within. She leaned backward into a counter and yelped as she felt its hard edge dig deeply into her soft rump fat. Yeesh, it’s like having two pillows back there…

The flying fox had been planning on a lazy day playing games on her couch naked, but the act of making her smoothie reminded her that she needed to restock on groceries. And so she now stood in front of a mirror, staring at her plump pot belly. With her tits plumped up and rump expanded as they were, she had the milf look down pat. As for her soft, round belly bulge…

Hmm… yeah, I think I can pass this off as a pregnancy. As long as you behave yourself in there. And I don’t meet anyone I know. She gave her belly a poke and it let out a wet gurgle in response.

Maris reluctantly picked out some clothes and dressed herself, grimacing at having to loosen up her bra significantly to even fit it around her chest, and the way her panties dug into her fresh pudge. She had to twist and struggle with her favorite bat-logo shirt to pull it down over top of her plump breasts, and with her belly still packed with genet-mush the shirt didn’t even cover her navel. It was even worse when she got to her pants: her favorite pair of jeans, usually baggy, refused to slide up past her voluminous ass cheeks. She clenched her rear, arched her back and wiggled the hem side to side; slowly, agonizingly, she stuffed her fat rump into the tight embrace of denim. The jeans pulled comically close against her firm, heart-shaped rump, leaving none of her curves to the imagination. The bat sighed as she looked over her own indecency.

“I can’t believe these are the loosest clothes I own…” She glanced down to her pregnant pot belly as it let out a low groan. She had better do some wardrobe shopping while she’s out, because it seems like the genet isn’t quite finished padding out her frame… pretty soon none of her clothes are going to fit.

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Awesome write-up done by  Smuxray! Thanks again! This was just some fan art of Maris, who is owned by  Eon-Latios! Thanks for letting me draw her.


WIPs:
https://imgur.com/a/QuVsPIc


Maris ©  Eon-Latios