"Oooooooh..." Maria moaned, honey dripping from her mouth. "My armor's getting tight..."
Indeed, Maria's armor was getting tight; nearly an hour of gorging on honey had left her breastplate, leggings and even boots filled with new flesh, spilling out of any openings they could find. While the armor itself wasn't very restricting (Maria's choice in armor material was loosely-bound leather, which allowed her mobility and flexibility) and had been adequate in its "roominess," this was no longer the case. The armor's seams were stretched tight by Maria's new-found girth, and were only becoming tighter as the orange vixen's belly, ass and calves continued to swell.
"Urrngh..." Consternation filled Maria's voice; she was getting very uncomfortable, but she didn't want to stop eating...
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