It's hard to ignore as you gaze at her little face blissful in it's unconscious stupor, her mouth half open and a sliver of drool spilling out onto the pillow beneath her.
She's a plump little thing. Well adorned with a healthy layer of baby fat bolstered by her late night snacking habits and that beast of a sweet tooth she had. Sarah's resembles a little hamster in some ways, her cheeks puffed out and fat, her nose twitching in the mire of sleep.
But it isn't only her face that's got a heft to it. Her chest, her belly, even her hips are wider than you would have expected from a cursory glance. Now it's all you can think of, disregarding the cookies and instead pondering how sweet she would be instead.
Entranced by her plump little form you move closer, stepping over the bundles up clothes and plush toys strewn about the floor, paws barely making a squeak on the floor despite their considerable heft.
You could smell her now too, that luscious, youthful odor pouring off of her delicate body as it lay curled up in the bed, snoring a little. Sarah was adorable, more than you had ever realised before. Everything about was perfect from her head of long brown hair to her cute button nose to the trail of absent-minded drool slipping out of the sleeping mouth. But the best thing about her was her heft. The beautiful layers of marbled fat that lay over her little body. Sarah wasn't obese by any means but she certainly had enough heft to be considered chubby.
You reach out a paw to rest on her face, gently stroking her little cheek puffed out like a hamster. She stirs a little but doesn't awaken, merely mumbles some half sleep sentence and then falls back into total unconscious. She's a heavy sleeper anyway and you know how to be gentle, your clawed paw sliding down that cheek to rest on her plump neck. Another reaching around to rest on her beautifully formed belly.
Here was her roundest feature, aside from the butt of course but you weren't gone quite far enough to give that a feel yet. Instead you remained focused on the belly, it's cotton covered plumpness contracting and expanding as your paw lay upon it. Up and down, up and down, the cherubic puffs of air making it dance before your eyes. A little squeeze telling you that indeed Sarah could stand to lose a few pounds, your claws just barely reaching around the full circumference of the organ.
You lick your lips and realise your drooling, panting, you need this girl one way or the other. She's too perfect to let go....
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