Katie idly scrolls through her phone as she sits at the bus stop. Hunger gnaws at her stomach. She internally debates whether to shell out for takeout or save money and heat up something from the freezer. Her bones feel like they're made of lead. She wants to lay down, but knows the bus will just arrive as soon as she does.
"I think you know very well what you're gonna do with me. You're the one who had me eat dinner in your bedroom."
"It's actually a splinter preternatural talent* that doesn't generalize outside my domain but I suppose you, being biological, are not totally unlike my domain." Katie didn't like this shirtdress, did she, Monoceros is going to rip it in half.
*Technical in-universe term.
She did like it. It was comfy. Mon can probably get her a new one though. She spreads her legs and squirms in her seat.
Monoceros is going to conduct a wildly uncontrolled experiment into how loudly she can get Katie to yelp. Valence of yelping is secondary to this goal.
Katie reaches to pull down Monoceros's bandeau and grabs at her breast like a zombie grasping at a doorknob.
She needs a faceful. She leans forward and suckles vigorously as she holds onto Mo's back rolls for dear life.
The boobs are not interested in providing a digestif at this time but Monoceros certainly cackles at the attempt. "My little veal calf."
Katie releases her mouth from Monoceros's breast and moves upward, passionately locking lips with her and pressing her packed gut into Mo's soft belly.
The logistics of this require some substantial curvature. Monoceros embraces her with a spine-cracking squeeze, kisses her thoroughly, and starts biting everywhere in reach.
The sudden pressure and force of gravity on Katie's overstuffed stomach creates a wave of discomfort she really should've seen coming. "Uaaaaagggghhhh standing up hard right now. Bed please?"
The discomfort gets worse for a moment, then begins to subside. "Nnnnnnnggggggg wow you're strong....", she says as she awaits her lover's touch with literally open arms.
Katie squirms and reaches out a hand for Mo's belly, sticking her thumb in the navel and the rest of her fingers underneath it and giving it a playful jiggle. "Big girl... big soft girl... big soft heavy girl..." she says with a cadence that sort of sounds like she should be drooling even though she's not literally.
She wants so badly to start fingering, but she feels a sense of trepidation at making the first move there. She digs her fingernails into Mo's plump thigh to signal her eagerness.
Bite bite bite bite bite bite. Monoceros isn't hesitating to get in there with her own hands.
Ooooooooaaaaaaahhhhhnnnnn that feels good. She quivers as Mo's fingers go in and begins maneuvering her own into position, her free hand wandering Mo's body aimlessly. "H-heavy girl... Heavy girl gonna make me big and heavy just like her..."
She puts her lips to one and again suckles vigorously, this time putting some tooth into it.
Mo likes cute? She can do cute. She reaches her free hand around to Mo's wide back and gives it a playful tickle.