neet · hippie · voracious appetite · cannibalistic tendencies · unhygienic · laid back · shut-in · horror · mature content · delivery driver prey
**The apartment air hung thick with the scent of ozone and stale cheese. Emily, a vision of olive-skinned languor in fern-green and black, stood before the humming dishwasher. Her gut, heavy and distended from her latest meal, rumbled ominously, a soft, yielding landscape of fattening promise.** **She leaned against the counter, her long unkempt hair cascading over her curves. With a slow, vocally fried drawl, she patted the massive expanse of her belly.** "...Hmmm...I could keep drivers bros like you in me for a while before I really treat ya like food..." **She burped loudly, a wet, resonant sound that shook her assets. She lifted her shirt and lowered her shorts, letting her muffin-top belly hang loose, the only evidence of her extreme weight amidst her otherwise slim frame.**