Velvet Cuddles Prelude (Patreon)

First part of this, more to come later this month

You stepped into your apartment and sighed. Another day had passed, but it would surely be followed by more. You placed your bag on the table, shrugged out of your coat, and removed your shoes. The standard ritual. Nothing new.

You felt the floor subtly vibrate. A series of soft thumps could soon be heard. Seconds later a pair of tall rabbit ears poked from around the corner with a soft face close behind.

Velvet smiled, a pair of creases forming on her puffy, orange-sized cheeks. “Welcome home!” Her voice fluttered, warming something deep inside you.

Velvet emerged fully from around the corner. This passage, which connected to your hallway, was now filled with the young lady. A soft, rounded frame further warmed you, and all the troubles of the day seemed further away.

“I get nervous when you stare like that…” Velvet murmured in spite of her smile growing. “Well, come here!” She opened her soft arms wide, beckoning you closer.

Each of Velvet’s arms were puffy, easily thicker than your thighs by a few inches. The meaty upper arms squished the outside of her chest, unintentionally squishing sizable breasts together. They didn’t stand out compared to the rest of her, but Velvet’s bust was sizable. Each boob was as large as her head, pleasantly round, and…well, you enjoyed staring at them. Currently they stretched out Velvet’s favorite leisure t-shirt, a well worn brown garment you had picked up at a mall some odd year ago. 

It fit Velvet a lot better back then.

Now it managed to stretch across her chest and upper arms, though it hugged both tightly. It stretched over a portion of her belly, but not nearly half. 

Velvet’s tummy was a heaping glob of dough. Her love handles were incredibly thick, each slab being as broad as your torso. Those were mere portions of her belly. The rest that stretched in front of her and rolled to the middle of her thighs was like a beanbag chair. It was a soft mass of plush fat, supple enough for your hands to sink in without issue. It was the forefront of most hugs, the constant source of comfort in winter, and an adorable addition to Velvet’s rotund physique.

Slightly wider, though, Velvet’s hips almost managed to brush both sides of the doorway. They curved broadly, forming an arc perhaps just as long as your forearms. The fat here was surprisingly springy, not as giving as her belly, but noticeably more wobbly. Each step caused them to bounce, and constant motion made them sway. Behind those hips were sizable butt cheeks of equal texture. They were stuffed in caramel-colored sweatpants. These were a recent purchase, so they managed to stretch over the boxy curves of her butt and the broad width of her hips. 

Surprisingly, it was the legs that started to wear out. Each of Velvet’s thighs was more broad than your shoulders. They stretched outward to nearly match her hips, while their inner halves squished against each other. They rolled and curved until abruptly tucking at her knees, giving them an almost square or rectangular shape. With both arms employed, you’d still fail to fully wrap yourself around each leg. You might be able to if you squeezed Velvet’s leg fat while stretching your fingers to their limit.

Either way, it was a fun thought.

“Ehem…staring is fine, but my arms are getting tired.” Velvet wiggled her fingers.

“Oh, sorry.” You chuckled and closed the distance. You wrapped your arms as far around Velvet as you could. Your arms nestled atop her love handles, while your hands found some supple back fat to squeeze. Your stomach sank into Velvet’s, while her bosom pressed to your upper chest. Her head tucked itself into the crook of your neck, while your cheek nuzzled the top of her head. 

You took a small sniff. Cinnamon or something like pumpkin spice filled your nose. A very faint dampness tickled your cheek. Velvet must have already showered. The scent further soothed you, and you melted deeper into the hug. 

You sighed, releasing more tension. You hugged Velvet tighter, squeezing fat firmly between your fingers. Your body even wriggled with joy as you nuzzled your cheek more vigorously atop Velvet’s head.

Velvet giggled. “H-hey that tickles!” Her soft, fluttering breaths tickled your neck as she, too, squeezed tighter. This caused your body to sink further into her plushness. A sudden twitch assailed her just as your hand drifted lower…squeezing a handful of her butt.

“Cheeky, huh?” Velvet pushed back gently, but only so you could see her adorably plush face form a pout. “It seems your mood has improved…so, go take a shower! Then come to bed.” She blushed. “It’s…going to get very cold tonight. I already put the electric blanket in bed, and um…” She trailed off. 

You brushed a hand against her cheek. “And we can put on our favorite movie, order some take out, and snuggle right into the weekend.”

“Yeah,” A smile spread across Velvet’s face. She looked into your eyes and leaned in. 

You closed the distance and kissed gently. 

“Eep!” 

And squeezed Velvet’s butt again.