In the midst of night stood, or rather, laid a blob of a woman. Though she looked quite flexible, the cat woman looked stuffed to the brim, surrounded by a colossal amount of wrappers and tins; presumedly her previous meals. Hm? She said while lifted her head, taking notice of you’re presence. Oh, hiiii! I’m Felicia, the bubbliest, singarific kitty in the world! I’d normally stand up to greet you, but I’m kinda busy being all stuffed right now. She slapped her massive, pulsating orb of a belly, causing it to growl and churn as her chubby cheeks puffed up in satisfaction. Heeey! I guess I’m still hungry! But I can’t move an inch right now… She pouted, breathing heavily from how stuffed she was.