~”Hand me that. Now.” Narinder demanded, a sly smirk on his face as he turned to look at Marjul. The large cat had clearly let their leaders greed rub off on them, their belly now dragging heavily on the ground in front of them as they slowly waddled closer to the pair.

“You’re really… pushing him.. t-to his.. limits… arent you” Marjul huffed a pleased smile creasing his fat cheeks as he hefted the chocolate cake towards the smaller black cat. The cult was in the process of performing a ritual, the Feast of the Glutton, and their leader was loving every second of it.

Cerus could do nothing but sigh through his nose happily, his mouth stuffed full of cake that he was slowly trying to chew through. The rams corpulent belly groaned at the pressure building up inside itself, simply wobbling and shaking as the bloated mass supported Cerus’ weight, his fat cheeks blushing as he prepared himself for the next mouthful.~


hhhhnnn im craving cake what can i say (//▽//)