The 3 morphs couldn't deny how soft and comfy Rose's fat felt or how nice it felt when she hugged them.
Fontina: Oooh... Your fat is so cozy.
Ali: And soft.
Midnight: *purrs*
Rose: I knew you'd liek it when I hugged you. Everyone in my tribe does. So, would you liek to be our princesses?
Ali: What would that entice?
Rose: Well, to be blunt, you three being fat like us.
Fontina: What? But I'm trying to lose weight.
Midnight: I'm down with that; I could use more curves as it is.
Ali: And, to be honest, I don't care one way or another.
Midnight: Looks like we've reached an impasse.
Rose: Cmon Fontina. You'll love being fat. Just feel all over my tummy.
Fontina: *starts rubbing Rose's tummy*
Rose: Doesn't it feel good?
Fontina: Yes. Ok. I'll let myself go.
Ali: Then it looks like we're the new princesses.
Rose: Great. Now, shall I have my chefs cook a feast for us, or would you rather cuddle with me some more?
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