Danielle attempted again to peek past her expansive chest and doughy belly down at the twitching and moaning cat underneath her.

She could feel Chloe's chest struggling to let in more air. Those grabby cat paws are squeezing her heft, belly spilling into her arms.

Danielle leans a bit more of her weight forward, trying so very hard not to crush her admirer, but to shift more of that belly onto her face.

There was so much softness surrounding the vulnerable kitty. She was in heaven. Squirming and squeezing.

At the beginning of the night, the thought of letting herself press her paws into Danielle's belly was enough to reduce her to a blushy, stuttering ball of arousal. But feeling Danielle straddle her chest with those collosal thighs, and rest her humungous ass down on her hips, with her doughy belly spilling all the way over her snout, she couldn't do anything but groan and squeeze.

Danielle, not used to having to put so much effort in to being cuddled, finds the tradeoff of this borderline worship to be quite to her liking.

She shoves as much of her well endowed belly into this cute girl's face as she can. She can't watch but can feel her squirm and writhe with adoration under the hundreds of pounds of deliberately overgrown lab.

"You think it's heavy now, wait until it's weighed down with a few more pizzas. You're gonna feel it grow, bigger, heavier, more taut, all for you."

The message sends the already sloppily overstimulated feline into a daze, as Danielle spreads her legs a little wider, letting almost all the weight of her overfed excess press down over the gasping woman below.