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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Romance/Love · #2184110
Living in Zinnia City, you happen to fall in love with someone on the gluttonous side.
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Chapter #4

Meeting Eleanor

    by: Unknown
'The best part of living on your own?' You thought to yourself as you kicked off your skinny jeans and popped the door on your apartment refrigerator, 'No-pants movie nights.'

Grabbing a styrofoam container of leftover Chinese from the top shelf, you spun on your heel and trotted into the tiny living room of your squalid flat, your pale, panty-clad cheeks bouncing pertly with every step. Flicking a lot of copper red hair out of your face, you slumped down onto your Craigslist couch and grabbed the remote.

At twenty-three years old, the solo bachelorette life was comfortable. You worked a modest gig doing advertising for a local club - it didn't pay well, but it was enough to keep a roof over your head and one of Zinnia's slummy districts. Of course, the apartment life wasn't all pizza and glamour; it meant putting up with a constant racket from your neighbors, and tonight was no exception.

You didn't know much about the scuzzy guy living across the hall from you, but he seemed to be engaged in a particularly heated argument with someone and had decided to carry on in the hallway right outside of your apartment. With an irritated sigh, you set the remote and leftovers down, and padded back across the kitchen on socked feet before pressing a curious ear to your door...

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"...Look, I already told the last guy what came 'round - I don't have the money right now, so why don't you tuck that pretty tail where the sun don't shine and get lost?"

"Despite whatever finely-articulated argument you may have used to with the previous collector - I won't be so easily persuaded. I'm with a different agency, you see, and if you are unable to make the minimum payment right now at this very moment, we will be forced to use other means to recoup the remainder of your debt."

"Iz'at supposed to be some kinda threat? You think I'm scared of you, scrawny little lemur bitch?? How's about you step in 'ere and I show you how we deal with paper-snatchin' pricks like you around-WHOA WHAT THE-mmph!"

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You had been listening to the altercation with a detached interest, but the sound of your neighbor's tirade suddenly cut short - and followed by a muffled, squelching noise - set your heart racing. Standing on tiptoe, you pressed your eye to the tiny peephole in your door, but were met with a cloudy grey blur. You cursed quietly to yourself; you'd forgotten that the glass lens was busted. Pushing your ear back to the door again, you could hear what sounded like gulping noises, followed by a contented feminine sigh.

Your curiosity got the better of you.

Holding the knob firmly as you turned it to avoid making any noise, you gently prized your door open just a crack and peeked out into the hall. There, with her back turned to you, was a slender lemur-woman in a form fitting blazer and pencil skirt. You missed the visual cue of her tufted grey ears twitching to tell you that she had heard your intrusion on the scene, but it became obvious enough when she wheeled around, swinging into view her exposed, massively distended - and energetically squirming gut.

The sudden movement and the sight of your now obviously swallowed neighbor startled you enough that you fell clumsily backward and away from the door, causing it to swing to open. The lemur-woman was now standing in full view in your doorway, staring down at you in nothing but your panties and a t-shirt, and she looked...

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1. ...irritated at having been interrupted.

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2. ...embarrassed by her own exposed belly.

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