Loona - The date went well(?) (Patreon)

The chair CREAKS under Loona's new weight as she plops into it. Her absolutely enormous belly spilling way over the edge of the conference table before her. Like a massive white snowball attached to her otherwise slim body. From her gut she hears muffled, oddly... joyful moaning sounds.PAT PAT PAT - Each pat sends ripples through the prison of her "date". Some idiot who thought they had a chance with the coolest Hellhound in hell. "Phew, thanks for the lunch, loser~"