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Rated: XGC · Interactive · Adult · #1939554

An expansion of RenaGlutton, this time with more pregnant gluttons to choose from.

This choice: Simply just accept what has happened to you.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #7

Acceptance

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Although you just found out that you were actually married to a fattened up version of your favorite Sly Cooper character, you couldn't help but feel...attracted to the obese Carmelita Fox. After all, Carmelita wasn't just your favorite Sly Cooper character, you also had developed a crush on the vixen as the Sly Cooper series progressed. You weren't sure how this had happened to you or what caused the world you once knew to change, but you weren't complaining about it.

"Um, (IYNH)...are you alright?" Carmelita asked, showing some signs of concern as to why you weren't responding. However, from seeing how happy she was just moments ago and how pleasant her kiss was, you figured that you would return the favor, as you quickly wrapped your arms around Carmelita's thick neck, and planted your own French kiss directly on her lips.

At first, she was caught by surprise from your kiss. But a few seconds later, Carmelita closed her eyes out of being slightly aroused by your unexpected response. From there, after about a minute or two, you end the kiss with her, as Carmelita sat down on the large couch in the living room, spreading her bulky legs apart to accommodate for her massive furry stomach. "Sorry about not saying anything to you earlier, honey. I was looking at some of our old 'trophies'." You answered, just as you then sat down to her right.

From there, you saw Carmelita leaned back a little, pressing herself against the uber-soft couch pillows, as the obese vixen let out a relieved sigh, like undoing a belt that was on too tight. But as she slowly rubbed her fat apron belly with her plump left hand, she moved her head a bit to look at you and said, "I wouldn't call a dismembered leg a trophy, sweetie."

"True. But the Contessa did deserve what was coming for her. After all, she had you restrained inside her castle and was using one of the Clockwerk Parts to re-wire your mind for her ends, along with playing on both sides of this deadly conflict, being both an Interpol asset and a secret member of the KLAWW Gang. So yeah, I guess you can say that the Contessa did deserve to have one of her legs dismembered. Erm, sorry about what I did back in Prague, Foxy. I was very worried about you." You replied, scratching the back of your head from the last sentence, almost as if you felt like you were on autopilot with the words you said to Carmelita.

In response to what you said to her, Carmelita moved her plump right hand and grabbed your left hand in the process, squeezing it a bit out of reassurance, and answered, "Well, I don't blame you for being worried about me, (IYNH)." Shortly after speaking to you, Carmelita moved her hazel eyes in your direction, doing her best to reassure you, which was successful.

But out of nowhere, you notice Carmelita lean back even more, almost as if something was kicking around inside of her stomach. Becoming concerned for the obese vixen, looked at Carmelita and asked, "Hey, are you alright?" "Ooomph! *sigh* Yeah sweetie, I'm okay. You can say that this is one of the 'perks' you get when you're pregnant." Carmelita replied, just as you realized from her words that she wasn't just your wife; Carmelita was also bearing children. Your children!

Giving you some proof to her accusation, Carmelita, still having her chubby right hand on your left hand, moved your hand up along the side of her fat apron belly, feeling both your lover's soft orange fur and...
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