Rubbing Roo's

You keep trying to pull yourself out of your blubbery prison but no matter how hard you try, you're just not moving. It's like you're suctioned to Scott's belly. You lay back down in exhaustion and accept that you're not moving until Scott wakes up...when ever that is.

You look back up at Scott's belly, something about those bulging curves is almost...hypnotizing. Maybe it's just your weary state making you delusional, but you can't deny that there's a certain 'allure' to his belly.

You put a paw on his furry folds and feel it sink into the flab, the feeling sending shivers down your spine. You do the same with your other paw and thought begins to creep into your mind. In the back of your head you can faintly hear a voice urging you against it but by the time you notice it, it's already to late.

You're already rubbing Scott's belly.

Your paws knead at the furry flesh, sending waves through the blubbery roo. You can feel the jiggling of the flab all over your body and it's driving you wild! If Scott's belly feels this good on you...you can only imagine what it would be like to be this fat yourself. You moan at the thought...

After what feels like an eternity of 'indulging' yourself in Scott's belly, you begin notice something...

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