"Pet, bring me more food!" Coral demanded, her voice shrill for a creature of her size. Although humans had ceased to exist long ago (if they were anything but a fever dream of a crumbled and broken reality) the bunny-like woman that scurried off would have been approximately human-sized. In comparison, Coral was massive, easily the size of a truck or perhaps a house. It's not uncommon for her 'breed' to be larger than the others, carriers after all were meant to accept the genetic material of the two lesser breeds and bring their offspring to term within themselves. Coral's greed and hunger however had brought a new scale to the word massive and as she rubbed a paw in deep, slow circles across her massive and doughy gut she couldn't help but smile a little at all that she had accomplished.

"Coral, I /need/ your attention." Her mother snapped, annoyed as she paced around her massively obese daughter. The smaller Learned didn't even reach the top of her gut standing up, Coral could swallow a meal five times her size and had considered devouring her mother at various points in her life. But the cons outweighed the reward, for now. Her mother was a very useful creature, after all. "Xii'to is waiting outside to see you, another suitor. I do hope you won't send him away like you did the other, his family is well noted for their advances within the Library."

"Yes, yes whatever." Coral replied, waving one paw lazily. "Send him in after my pet gets back with my meal, I'm /starving/!" She added with an exaggeratedly pained moan.

Her mother frowned and muttered "I doubt that…" before padding from the room, the silver bands on her tail jingling as it swayed behind her. No sooner had her mother left than the pet came back, hauling a large magical device three times as big as she was (and quite grateful that the contraption made of strange, whirring shapes hovered instead of rolling).

"Milk, as requested, mistress…" The bunny girl said submissively, averting her eyes from the bloated, wobbly behemoth as Coral plucked the machine from behind her and opened her mouth. The strange mix of shapes and machinery slid easily into jaws and down her elongated neck, designed to be swallowed it seemed before they activated, establishing a connection to some bought reservoir of milk. Coral purred. "Now be off! Before I decide to devour /you/ next!" She snarled at her pet who went scurrying away. She wouldn't /really/ devour a pet. Too much paperwork. But there were other ways to make her creatures suffer.

"Lady Coral?" The diminutive voice came from the entrance and Coral gave herself time to direct a lazy gaze in its direction. Her next suitor was a scrawny creature by any definition, though fancy clothes hung like rags to his near skeletal frame and ornate glasses were slowly sliding down the bridge of his nose. He had to have either been born into a prestigious family or be some sort of genius to be standing before her, she decided.

The blob of a Learned opened her mouth to make some pithy remark about his underwhelming appearance when the first pang of fullness struck her like a gong. This incredible pressure in her stomach as the milk flow didn't cease, pouring into her through the portal until her entire stomach began to bloat outwards, filling like a blubbery balloon. She moaned hotly, holding the sides of her gut as they started to swell over her legs.

"L-Lady Coral!" The suitor now exclaimed, rushing to her side on all fours. That's right, her race was made to walk on all fours, a 'feral' race of sorts who had adapted magic and machines to do the nimble work their paws could not. And here she was, barely an adult and already so incredibly fat that walking on all fours was nothing more than a pipe dream. Were she to achieve any sort of mobility (which was becoming more and more rare) she would raise herself onto her hind legs and slowly drag her stomach along where-ever she went. Her pride and joy. She moaned again and bit her lip as it lurched out in front of her. Judging from the blush across her suitor's face he must have enjoyed the show as well. Settle in, Coral thought, the show is only just beginning.

"Well? What are you waiting for, start rubbing my stomach."

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The Learned and the setting completely belong to the magnificent and talented  rentango who has graciously allowed me to draw horribly fat pictures of it and make my own Learned girl, Coral! Ren's an amazing artist and y'all definitely ought to be watching her <3

Coral is a carrier, in her society she's awarded prestige and respect for (what she believes) not really doing anything. She uses this to her utmost advantage and that advantage must have been huge as she's eaten herself to the size of a small building <3