She loved her cat girlfriend.

She also loved her cat girlfriend's belly.

And luckily, her girlfriend did too.

The mouse dug her fingers into the taut white fur of Alicia's stomach, balancing a plate of cookies by wedging it in between her plush tummy and Alicia's tightly-packed one. Her knees were settled on Alicia's thighs, which had lost their pants half an hour ago and were squished against the couch cushion. She was half the size of the jaguar, and hopefully, that ratio would grow.

"You're doing good, but you can still fit in a little more."

"Ugh, 'rand, I'm full..." The jaguar hiccuped, but her eyes glittered- no safe word yet.

"But you like this." The mouse edged the plate up until it rested on top of both of their breasts, and set a finger on Alicia's lips, slowly opening it before placing a cookie inside her mouth. "You like being full of food, and you like having this big belly for me." She watched as Alicia chewed, then swallowed, stomach groaning at the extra bit of food. "Your poor tummy has so much in it, but we can always fit in more, can't we?"

Alicia's ears flattened down, but she nodded slowly.

"Do you remember everything you ate today?" Miranda's tail waved lazily, swaying from side to side like a pendulum as Alicia's eyes rolled to the ceiling.

"Toast and a bowl of cereal for breakfast, brownies and ice cream as a snack, a pound burger and fries for lunch, and then..." A smile spread across her face unconsciously, and she set a hand on her stomach. "Four pounds of chicken alfredo and half a cake."

"You're a pig." Miranda said, setting a hand on Alicia's, spreading out her fingertips to feel her snarling stomach. "You're in heaven just thinking of everything you've eaten. And a pig deserves to eat as much as she wants, doesn't she?"

"Mmhmm-mmph!" Alicia's eyes widened as Miranda shoved three cookies in her mouth at once before sliding off of her and racing into the kitchen. She had to swallow in increments, gut complaining with pangs of pain with each one. It was almost a perfect ball- she looked pregnant, and when she parted her legs it reached halfway to her knees.

By the time she finished the cookies, Miranda returned- with the rest of the cake. Half of a double-fudge confection, frosting smeared across the empty half of the tray as a testament to the other half already digesting in her stomach.

She was full. Completely packed, tight as a drum, full.

"A good piggy deserves a treat for eating all her food, doesn't she?" Miranda cooed, climbing back into Alicia's lap as best she could. "You want this big, fat gut to get even bigger, don't you?" For emphasis, the mouse slowly traced a wide circle around Alicia's navel.

She was full. Her stomach hurt, stuffed to the brim.

When Miranda guided a fork full of rich, thick fudge cake to her plump lips, she opened them. The frosting dissolved on her tongue, and her cheeks bulged out slightly as she chewed. Drool dribbled out of her mouth as she moaned, the taste of the cake mixed with the sensation of a full stomach nearly overwhelming. As she swallowed, her stomach let out a gurgling groan.

"Your poor belly is hungry, Allie. You don't want that, do you?" Another forkful slid unto her tongue, and Miranda set the plate down, holding the now-empty fork that had saliva on the tines with one hand and massaging Alicia's packed belly with the other.

Chew, chew. Savor the rich taste, knowing it will certainly add delicious pounds to her body, plumping up her tits and ass and most importantly her belly. Swallow, feeling it add to the hot mass of food now constantly stinging her belly, and Miranda's massaging and pressing just above her navel in a sweet spot-

"Urrrrrp!" A loud, wet belch echoed as a tiny bit of space was freed in her gut.

"Get it all out, Allie. You want that belly full of nothing but food." Miranda switched from gentle massaging to rough kneading, forcing out multiple burps and feeling Alicia's belly quake with the effort of expelling the air.

After making new room, the mouse resumed feeding her girlfriend forkful after forkful of fattening cake. When there was a quarter left, she lifted Alicia's taut gut, squeezing the tight flesh gently and eliciting a blissful moan from her partner. The panther's panties were soaked through, precum oozing from her cunt as she huffed for breath.

"You like this so much, Allie. Being treated like a prized pig, nothing but a mouth and a gut." Miranda let Alicia's stomach drop, hitting her thighs with a hard, wet THUMP and causing her to moan louder. "Now eat."

"I'm so fat, I'm gonna burst..." Alicia whined, but when Miranda slipped the fork into her greedy paw, she scooped up a massive piece and stuffed it all in her mouth, smearing frosting and crumbs on her cheeks.

Gurgles and groans shrieked out from her pained stomach as she stuffed in more, more, more, adding fudge to the carb-heavy pasta and cookies already inside. Stretchmarks grew from her navel, and sweat dripped down her rock-solid gut.

Finally, she dropped the plate, letting frosting decorate her fur as she let out a long belch that shook the china cabinet.

"God, I couldn't... eat... another bite..." She wheezed out, and Miranda used her finger to swipe some of the frosting off Alicia's cheek before standing up on the panther's thighs to give her sugar-coated lips a kiss.

"You're beautiful. Every big, fat, inch of you." Miranda gently pinched Alicia's ear, then traced down to squeeze her chubby cheek. Down again, to cup her breasts, and finally her palms settled flat on her stomach as she placed a kiss above her navel. "I can feel your stomach digesting, turning all of that into fat, so make you even bigger, even better. If you could, you'd be huge, wouldn't you? The size of this house, nothing but fat, and I'd feed you so much you'd never be hungry."

"Hhhhnf...." Alicia bit her lip, desperately trying to reach her arousal, but her heavy belly was too much for her to lift in her dizzy state. Miranda slid a hand under the churning gut, and tugged the wet panties down just enough to allow her to finger Alicia.

"You're going to get fat. So fat, you'll be pinned to this couch, and I'll feed you all the time and fuck you senseless while you're eating. You'll never have to move, never burn a single calorie, and all that food will go towards your fat belly. You'll be the fattest cat there ever was, and it'll all be thanks to your lovely, considerate girlfriend who let you be the massive fucking pig you always were deep down."

As Miranda talked, Alicia squirmed, panting heavily. Her gut still was pained from how overstuffed it was, and thinking of making it bigger, being even fatter, even tighter, nothing but a big tub of lard-

"A-ah!" Alicia came, squirting all over Miranda's fingers and the couch cushion. The mouse withdrew her hand, making sure Alicia was watching before licking her fingers clean.

"I love you, Allie."

Alicia let out one last belch before pulling her tiny girlfriend into a kiss that lasted for a full minute. When she pulled back, she smiled, showing her fudge-stained fangs. "Love you too."