DING DONG

As you, a food delivery person, ring the doorbell to this apartment, you are glad to be finishing up work for the night, as most stores would have closed after this. You always get a bit excited when you get these late night deliveries, as the more interesting people order them.

As the door slowly opens, a cat woman with tired eyes steps through. She's wearing a wool pajama shirt with a heart on it that has quite a few stains on the heart. Her rather pudgy belly hangs out from under her shirt, covering her crotch, but just from seeing her exposed legs, you can tell this lady isn't wearing pants.

She looks at you with tired eyes, she scratches her eye bags a bit before asking,

Cathy: "This my order?"

You nod.

Cathy: "Cool, I left my wallet in my pants, so can you lay it down on the table over there while I get your payment?"

She points over to the rather cluttered table in the distance, and then starts walking to her room. As she walks off you can't help but get an eyeful of her rather large rear, yep, she isn't wearing pants.

As you place her order on the table, you hear her fiddling around in her room,

Cathy: "Fuck... where is it? Damn...," Cathy steps out of her room and walks up to you, rather close, "Sorry bout this... couldn't find my wallet..."

Oh, this must be one of those situations, she's a bit on the pudgy side, but you don't mind-

GLOMP!

Woah! With a quick motion, Cathy had opened her mouth wide and stuffed your head into her waiting maw, she's already started swallowing you down...