The prize corner of the arcade was surprisingly vacant of the establishment's usual crowd; perhaps it was merely a slow day, or maybe the loud glorps and groans that spoke over even the constant clattering of the nearby machines served to keep anyone from wandering too close to that section of the building. Pinned to one spot by her enormous bulk, the pink feline reserved herself to simply eye up what few patrons remained to situate themselves nearby.

By this point, most regulars were familiar with the sight of the clown's belly-near always swelled to it's limits with digesting slosh, and rarely ever out of contact with the floor-and while they recognized when the kat would be immobilized by her appetite, few were foolish enough to stay within arm's reach even then. The arcade had more than enough cabinets to choose from, and no amount of tickets was worth the risk of loosing them all to the zone's resident Ticket Muncher..."

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Part one of two, by  JackHereTheRealOne, I absolutely adore this kitty I got a while back! I should probably name her at some point, huh? I actually kinda like the ambiguity, though it does make scenario writing a tad more complicated. This sequence is one of my favorite yet, and I'm really looking forward to doing more with her further on!

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