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"Ummm..." Brows arched, the Meowth stood before the luscious Leafeon's table at a loss. Arms trembling at his sides, plates stacked high with roasted berries, scrambled Farfetch'd eggs, and Kalos toast lay precariously balanced atop them. Their warmth seeped through his long white sleeves and gave him reason to pant.

"Oop! Sorry about that," Celia replied. "Just uhhh. How about I just take these off your hands?" She grunted as she reached out to pluck one of her countless orders off her server's arm. Jaw open wide, soft chin resting atop her mountainous mammaries that threatened to spill free from her dark pine green bra, she lapped at the contents of the plate and all but inhaled it. Celia's leafy tail crinkled loudly as it swished and swayed at the delicious delight. Her booth seat, already groaning in protest at trying to hold aloft her overflowing ass, sank ever closer and closer to the tiled floor as its legs and wooden skeleton crunched beneath the Leafeon's welling weight.

"Mmffff!" She groaned while licking her lips. Her tummy, taut and bloated, simultaneously pressed into and down on what remained of the table before her with an explosive lurch. A low rumble sent errant dishes and silverware clattering across nearby tables as Celia's cheeks puffed out. Phew. Would've been disastrous if she hadn't managed to hold that one in. Circular surface tilted at an angle, and broken in half, the table yielded to Celia's terrible tummy. As did everything else upon it as her gut billowed forth and smothered any and all space, occupied or otherwise, beneath it.

She brushed her grassy green crescent lock of hair aside with grease stained fingertips as she set the now empty plate upon her feline server's arm. With Porygon like precision she cycled through one plate after another until the flummoxed Meowth was left with nothing but crumb coated china balanced upon his limbs.

Sighing loudly, Celia's squeezed at her bountiful breasts with thick cream colored digits. A beet red blush overtook her cheeks at the realization all eyes were on her.Sshe took to twiddling her tremendous, chafing, tile trashing toes against the floor in nervous response. "Heh. Umm... I-I'll take a check now, please!"