You stare up at the ten foot tall sabertooth looking down at you past her fattened up figure. You for a second wonder how such a plainly huge person could maintain such a soft physique, but you're reminded of the multitude of empty cartons, and full, over-sized bin of empty fast food containers and bags you passed on your way in to the adapted abode of this plump feline.

She hardly has any clothes that fit her, so you get to see most of her, most of the time, though her thick coat of fur, hanging tummy, and massive thighs, leave most to your imagination. It's hard not to be intimidated by somebody who could accidentally kick you across the room, though, with that plush belly right at eye level, you can't help but find compelled to hug around her warm form, and she certainly doesn't seem to mind all that attention either.