A commission I bought from  Tubbytoon

Story by  garlickey

Gami Jr hated delivering anything to the Netherworld Offices. The air was always musty, the room was cramped and not well lit, and worst of all, the clientele in there gave him the heebie-jeebies. He took a deep breath and walked to the front of the room, wanting to get in and out as quickly as possible as he pulled a ticket.

“Now serving number 3935, would number 3935 please come to the service window.”

Gami looked at his ticket. 49,326. He rolled his eyes and approached the service window.

“Hey, do I have to wait this whole time?” the cat boy said, waving the ticket in one hand and holding up a small box in the other. “I’m just supposed to drop this off with Juno, can I leave it with you?”

“Miss Juno is extremely busy and only wants packages delivered directly to her,” the receptionist said without looking up from her computer. “She’s going to be in several high-level meetings for a while; you’re going to have to wait your turn, unless she has an early opening. If you’ll take a seat please.”

Gami gritted his teeth and turned around to find a place to sit; the room was packed with all sorts of oddities of all shapes and sizes, taking up every seat. He took a lap around the room, trying to find anywhere to sit, to no avail.

“Ugh, this sucks,” he muttered to himself, leaning against the wall.

“Hey!” came a voice from his side. “Do you need some place to sit?”

Gami’s ears perked. “Y-yeah!”

He looked at the person who had offered; a heavy-set woman with dark blue skin, wearing a tight red dress and even tighter leggings. Of course, Gami was more focused on the fact that she was cleanly cut in half across the midsection, her top half and bottom half seemingly operating independently from each other. She waved him over as her legs got up and scooched over to the other side of the couch, leaving just enough room for him to sit in between.

“Come on, take a load off,” she said with a grin. “Sounds like we’re both gonna be here a while.”

Gami’s face was red as he carefully sat down between the woman’s top and bottom half, trying his best to compress himself so he wasn’t touching her. But with how huge the woman’s belly was—not to mention the way her legs started to scooch back the other way and snuggle up against his other side—it was hard to avoid contact.

“Ooooh, you’re warm!” she chirped, twisting her body slightly so her belly was spilling out over Gami Jr’s lap. “Not often we get warm people down here. It feels kinda nice.”

“Th-thanks?” Gami wasn’t sure how to respond to the comment, although the blush on his face and the slight tightening in his pants was giving away his thoughts.

“Hope y’all don’t mind, I’m one of those touchy-feely kinds,” she said. Her sizable hips rubbed up against Gami’s other side, making Gami cross his legs to try to hide his rapidly-stiffening erection.

“Hey, cat guy,” the receptionist said. “Miss Juno just told me she has exactly 47 seconds before her next meeting. If you wanna get in and out, now’s the time.”

Gami shifted his weight to stand up, but stopped himself. He looked over at his seat partner; she smiled at him with puppy-dog eyes, fluttering her eyelids a bit.

“You know what,” he said, easing his body back and leaning into his new friends, who let out a happy squeal. “I think I’ll wait my turn.”

Thanks again  Tubbytoon

And  garlickey