You were lying on your back in the room, staring at the ceiling. Your stomach had started growling softly, but you still didn’t feel like getting up for dinner. Outside, it was already getting dark, and a cool bluish evening light filtered through the window. The door opened quietly.

Katt stepped in—your roommate. Her tall 5'11" frame nearly filled the doorway. Long, dark greenish-black hair swayed in a high ponytail, and beneath her bangs those sharp golden-yellow eyes locked onto you. Her black crop top struggled to contain her huge, round breasts, her tiny waist flaring out dramatically into wide hips and that massive, firm ass the short black shorts and ripped thigh-high stockings only highlighted more. The silver spikes on her blue arm warmers glinted as she moved closer.

“Hey…” She said in that calm, slightly husky voice that always sent a shiver down your spine. “Still staring at the ceiling? You haven’t eaten dinner, have you? It’s already evening, you lazy bum.”

She sat on the edge of your bed. The mattress dipped under her weight, her thick thigh brushing almost against yours. For a second she just watched you with that half-smirk.

“Though…” She continued, her tone sweet but carrying that playful, slightly dominant edge. “…if you don’t eat properly, you’ll stay hungry all night. Or…” She leaned in, her heavy breasts nearly grazing your arm, golden eyes sparkling. “…is there something else you’d rather devour?” Her fingers brushed your shoulder lightly, black nails gleaming.

“Tell me… because I’d be more than happy to help you get properly full~.”