You're very hungry, having eaten nothing earlier today and your empty belly is complaining audibly. That's it, you need a snack... your work can be physically demanding sometimes and you need to keep your energy up. With the strong metabolism you've developed over the years, whatever you eat probably wouldn't even last to the end of the show, and the extra weight wouldn't bother you since you're experienced in handling your usual bulk (and more).
You exit your room and head out into the main backstage area where several showgirls are standing by or rushing back and forth. You, as the biggest star on site, get a room away from the commotion. After a moment you find who you're looking for- a young Jolteon with arms crossed. As he notices you he straightens up and snaps a military-style salute. "Miss J! You look lovely tonight." You smile down at the boy, barely as tall as your chest. "Thank you Sato. I'd like you to fetch me a snack before I go on. Something small... and tasty."
The Jolteon glances over at the clock and sees that time is short. "Yes ma'am!" he says, giving another salute, before turning and dashing away at full speed, barely dodging one of the girls as he rounds a corner. You chuckle to yourself- Sato is always entertaining to watch. He doesn't actually have any military background, he just likes to act that way. His job is essentially just fetching things for you and, to a lesser extent, the other girls. You head back to your room and sit down, barely getting time to lean back before several quick knocks can be heard from the door.
"Come in," you say, and Sato enters pushing a blindfolded Growlithe in front of him. The Jolteon shoves the fire-type down onto his knees before giving a little bow and leaving the room. "Enjoy, miss J," he says before gently closing the door. The nervous fire dog turns his head left and right, as if trying to look around despite his blindfold. "Uhh... h-hello?" You rise from your seat, shedding your robe as you step toward him. You lean in close to his face as you untie his blindfold, greeting him with a sly grin as the cloth falls off his face. "Hello there," you reply smoothly, and the Growlithe flinches at your sudden presence. His eyes drift down to your thick legs and wide hips, up to your round, fleshy midsection, your full, plump breasts, and then to your hungry eyes. "Aah... a-ah... I..."
You place a finger on his lips as you teasingly reply, "Shhh..."
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