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Night of the Were-Blob - Page 5
🕑 Added 2016-11-26 20:48:20 +0000 UTC The soft sounds of ripping and tearing can be heard beneath the orchestra of plates clattering and frenzied chewing. Kitty’s ridiculously expensive dress is torn asunder by her ballooning belly.Between the holes in the ripped fabric some more changes are becoming visible, her plush fur is giving way to a slick, almost jello like exterior. A shiny, goo-like sheen spreads across her plump abdomen.
Growing rounder, fuller, hungrier. The Kitty is now perched atop her own bulbous body, filling out the lavish dining hall as she continues to feast on the morsels that float into her waiting maw.
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