“It’s BURP lunch,” Tanu strained out. With all the jostling the horned horse was putting on her sensitive inners, Tanu began to recollect everything she ate down. Two entire pepperoni pizzas (not personal sized), a whole roast chicken, enough hotdogs to make a Nathans competitor jealous, and a whole smorgasbord of other savories and sweets all were bouncing around in her stomach, trying to find an exit. Tanu cringed again, but this time at her answer.

“Too simple,” she thought, “and almost kind of ‘beggy.’ This really isn’t my best moment.” The equine looked up at Tanu then back down at her engorged stomach.

“Oh, so you don’t get a bun in the oven?” the stranger said, verifying Tanu’s claim

“If we’re being honest here, this feels more like a washing machine on spin cycle than an oven,” Tanu said, giving her rounded tummy a rub.

“Oh, well, sorry for causing you tummy troubles, hun.” The stranger said. “If you aren’t normally a fat bitch you got quite the appetite. I’m Amber, by the way, can’t believe I forgot to introduce myself before checking out your baby bump.”

“Tanu and today was my cheat day,” Tanu said, trying to excuse her binge. “But yeah, eating a lot comes with working out a lot. And I have a 7ft tall husky who doesn’t know how to stop eating as a boyfriend.”

Amber nodded in agreement. “I’ve been in the gym before. Not the biggest fan of working out, so I’m lucky I have this.” Amber then pointed at the horn jutting from her forehead.

“And here I thought you were just a horny gal.” Tanu jested, and Amber laughed, getting the joke.

“Only in front of Flynt!” Amber added.

“Boyfriend?”

“Yep”

“Well, congratulations you too on the kid,” Tanu said, expecting this conversation to be over, but Amber merely smirked. “You aren’t the only bitch who can eat big here.”

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Part 3/5! Thanks again to  Tacticalfur and Amber who we will really be seeing more of soon.