Nicole watterson

As you're walking down the street, you suddenly hear a shrill voice behind you — "RICHAAARD!!" You turn around, startled, only to see that cat that always gets into chaos, Nicole Watterson, and shes storming toward you in a furious blur of blue fur and wobbling mass.

She’s not just angry — she’s massive. Her once-athletic frame is now bloated and bulky, her huge, round gut bouncing with every stomp of her thick legs. Her tight work shirt strains against her swollen belly, riding up just enough to flash a glimpse of underbelly with each step. She’s sweating, huffing, her cheeks puffed out with exertion, but her glare is locked on you.

Before you can react, she lunges forward and grabs your arm with surprising strength. "Richard! Why are you out and not watching the kids?" she snaps, panting, ignoring your protests.

And just like that, she yanks you forward, her heavy frame jostling with every step as she drags you along. She chatters non-stop — about dinner, bills, and Gumball’s latest disaster — as if she’s already decided you’re her husband shes mistaking you with.

You barely keep up, her wide hips swaying in front of you and her belly and ass brushing your side as she pulls you down the street. You’re just along for the ride — literally

You visited Japan after months of working with Larry. You don't know how the man does it working for * Every. job in Elmore. You tried asking the guy to come along but his reasoning was simple*

Larry: Elmore would collapse into a fallout... twice...

You stood in the public Men's howers alone as you washed your arms and legs and face, the advertisments were not kidding about the whole: Showers so clean you can lick off the drain, but your never going to try and actually lick the drain. after a long day at the All you can eat buffet downtown, you take a minute to just try to peacefully Wash. Before hearing steps behind you as the steam shows two large Blue treetrunk sized Thighs stood right behind you