After a couple of hours of rubbing hugging and even stomping the fizz out of him, CF was about half of his size earlier, but my hands and feet were killing me and i needed a break. With a chubby smile he patted his squishy belly and told me to have a seat, and so i did, crawling up onto his still bloated tummy, my rump sinking deep into his fur. When i say he was comfy i mean we are talking Laz-E-Boy, Cadillac, Tempur Pedic, Citroen DS, waterbed comfy.

As i settled into his soft smushy fat i felt his paw grab my ankle caressing it with his huge fingers. I then reached down and lifted his chubby head to mine and smiled looking deep onto his eyes, thinking of how good i was gonna sleep with my new lion mattress.

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