L’arc the lion was standing in front of the mirror looking at his physique. He was tall with broad shoulders creamy brown fur and a scruffy mane of auburn hair; his arms were large with a slight tone of muscle. But L’arc’s favorite physical feature on himself was his belly; it was soft, slightly rounded and protruded just enough to be noticeable, he placed a paw on it and smiled in anticipation for what he had planned. L’arc got into the shower and turned on the water; he let the warm water cascade down his body as he poured shampoo into his paws and lathered up his hair. As L’arc finished rising the soup from his fur and hair he adjusted the water temperature, took the shower head off the wall and detached the head from the hose. L’arc proceeded to put the hose into his mouth and let the torrent of lukewarm water flow into his belly, he rubbed his belly with his spare paw as he guzzled feeling it slowly swell with water. L’arc continued to chug more and more water, savoring the feeling of his skin stretching underneath his fur as his belly grew larger and larger. L’arc’s belly was the size of an overinflated beach ball when he was finally sated it sloshed loudly and wobbled as he stepped out of the shower to go admire his newly swollen midsection. L’arc grinned widely as he stood in front of the mirror staring at and rubbing his taut, sloshing belly, there was nothing he loved more than enjoying his big, bloated Lion gut.