The fragrant rose water lapped gently around you as you leaned back in the opulent bathtub. Cucumbers rested on your eyes, a verdant face mask tightening pleasantly on your skin. This was the life. The mansion was quiet, a peaceful haven from the whirlwind of being a billionaire.

Then, a weight settled on your legs. You shifted, thinking it was just a cramp. But the sensation was…furry? Curiosity overcoming relaxation, you peeled the cucumbers from your eyes.

The sight that greeted you stole your breath. Straddling your legs, submerged in the perfumed water, was SCP-1471. Mal0. Except she was…massive. Hippo-sized massive. Her black furred form, unclothed as ever, was dominated by an enormous, gloriously round belly that seemed to fill half the tub. The rest of her was proportionate, but that belly…it was the star of the show.

Her skull-like face, with its perpetually tired expression, stared down at you. A long, pink tongue lolled out of her mouth. The sheer audacity of her… it was mesmerizing.

After a beat of stunned silence, she spoke, her voice surprisingly deep and raspy. Her belly rumbled ominously as she did. “Hey… you got any snacks? My tummy is grumbling I need some fooooo-BUUURP!-d.” A wet belch punctuated her request, followed by a series of gurgles that echoed through the bathroom.

You blinked. This wasn't the terrifying, stalking anomaly you had read about in redacted files. This was…a freeloading, gluttonous wolf-woman with impeccable taste in bathtubs.

"Snacks?" you echoed, your mind struggling to process. "You're…you're SCP-1471. Shouldn't you be, I don't know, causing mass hysteria or something?"

She shrugged, her massive belly jiggling with the movement. "Nah, too much effort. Besides…this mansion is awesome. Pool, movie theater, and I smelt the fridge… oh boy it has a lot of food… what kind of billionare doesn't share?” Another loud gurgle escaped her. “So…snaccc-BUURRP!-ks? I’m starving. Think I can get a...a...a... WHOLE COW maybe?”

The sheer audacity, the casual disregard for the supposed terror she represented… and that magnificent belly. You felt a strange warmth bloom in your chest. This was…unexpectedly appealing.

A faint smile crept onto your face. "I think we can find you something a little less…bovine. How about we start with some pizza? And then maybe some ice cream? We can fill you up... " You trailed off, your eyes drawn again to her massive stomach. "...real good."

Mal0's skull-like face cracked into a wide, toothy grin. "Pizza and ice cream? Deal! But hey…mind if I stay here for a while? This place is way nicer than the sewers, and I could use a good massage. Plus I could use someone to feed me…." Her eyes twinkled mischievously as she looked down at you, her belly rumbling in anticipation.

This was going to be interesting, you thought as You smiled back. "Sure Mal0, you get the pizza and ice cream, I'll go grab the massage oil."