Rouge blinked at herself, and patted the soft, still-swollen bulge of her belly, still half Amy's size after digesting her. Her arms and legs were now thicker and softer to the touch, her pants were now tight around her swollen rump, and her already substantial breasts and grown out even further.
Rouge chuckled. It appeared that her new eating habits would take its toll on her body. But for the sheer satisfaction of feeling her belly full of live, wriggling prey, she'd accept it.
She got to her feet unsteadly, quickly getting used to her new center of gravity, and test-flapped her wings, pleased to find herself able to leave the ground, still.
-Of course, if I keep eating like this, my ability to fly will quickly become a moot point... Granted, but to make all the other lovely furries of this world a moot point in my belly, sacrificing my flight will be WORTH it!!- she thought, the curse in full effect on her mind as she flew back to her club to send out invitations for the party of a lifetime...
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