"Honey are you using sweetened condensed milk in my coffee again?" she asked as her paws explored her broad, soft gut.

"What makes you ask that baby?"

"Well I’m kinda spillin’ outta my bikini and can hardly even see I’ve got the bottoms on from the front…"

Her voice was annoyed but not overly so. Then the soft sound of a gurgly, hungry belly crept down the hallway. She sighed and shook her head, staring in the full length mirror at a vixen that spent too much time at the icecream stand on the beach.

"Well, nevermind I mean, that beach is clothing optional right?" she asked hesitantly.

"Yep!" came the quick and happy answer from the kitchen.