Her mind was blanketed by the wonderful taste of the honey as she continued to guzzle it. The fat around her body continued to swell from her feast, bulging out to fill some of the formerly free space within the tree hollow. The level of the honey continued to drop as she ate more and more. The wonderful warm feeling spreading through her body, as well as the veil the honey was casting over her mind, caused the vixen to start to become sleepy. She continued to hold on, eating and eating as much of the honey she could reach. Diving her muzzle deep into the pool, she slurped it up, nearly inhaling it.
Unbeknownst to Maria, someone was standing at the edge of the clearing. A shadowy figure, dressed in a long cloak and hood, obscuring all features. The figure seemed to watch the show with some joy, seeing the bloating vixen filling up more and more room within the formerly vast tree hollow.
She couldn’t care less though, much more intent on filling her mouth and trying to keep the wonderful feelings going through her body. Honey smeared and gobbed on her muzzle, and dribbled on her furry breasts, her mind was so wonderfully blissful. She was so foggy headed that she didn’t even notice that her face wasn’t even near the level of the honey anymore. This didn’t stop her gluttony as the honey formed into a thick viscous tendril flowing up and into her waiting mouth. So fed now, the veil of sleep encroaches on her mind and body. She drifts off, fat swelling her body out against the inside of the tree.
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