Momo heaved herself onto the lounge couch, a sigh escaping her as she let the soft cushions take some of her considerable weight. Her gray robe slipped down, baring the bottom curve of her immense posterior before she adjusted it, tugging it back up over her plump rear and thighs.

"Ahhhh... magic class today was tiiiresome," she murmured, scratching behind one ear with a chubby paw. "Professor Snout always insists we do complex transmutations and it makes me want to rip out my damned fur." With a huff, she flopped back, her breasts bouncing and jiggling from the sudden movement. The fabric of her robe strained over her gigantic tits, threatening to burst at any moment. "Note to self: must read up on simpler charms and transmutations for next time." Her yellow eyes blinked sleepily as she glanced around, yawning widely to reveal the expanse of her flat, fur-lined mouth.