What's the only thing worse than being tasked with cleaning out a locker room during your freelance janitor work? Being interrupted by a very heavy, hungry owl while you're trying to mop up the floors, probably. And Oliver would become quite familiar with this compromising situation, shortly into his work day. Between a rock and soft, squishy place, the kangaroo would be swiftly harassed and intimidated by Valerie, stripping him down and letting him know his place. From there, there was nowhere to go but down. And in.

It's typical for Valerie to get a bit riled up while processing her squirmier snacks into hip fat, so it would only make sense for her to disrobe while rubbing Oliver into oblivion. It's not like she's too concerned about privacy, anyway. She can always just eat whoever walks in on the alarming sight in the locker room while she churns and pummels the kangaroo down into yet another increase in clothing size.

And naturally, what goes in must come out. The janitor would rather ironically be processed down into the fattest clog the women's locker room had ever seen, needing to tape the whole area off like a crime scene for several days, with that kangaroo skull lodged right in the bowl. But judging by how hard he was back when she was teasing him, Val couldn't help but wonder if this might be what he would've wanted all along... Not that it matters much to her, in the end. Willing or not, they all look very similar in the end. In the end, Oliver made on hell of a log.

This was a rather fantastic sequence with Val that I commissioned from  FunkSpunky! I meant to share this sooner, but I've been rather busy lately. Overall, one of the best depictions of her I've ever seen. I just can't get over her absolute girth, here... And even still, she's bound to be hungry again after all that. Guess that's just the circle of life, when it comes to Val's eating habits!

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