Smith watched the lioness in surprise, just as she had been feeding, he could see
the lioness's body bloat and swell outwards out from her in all directions.
It was like watching a hot air balloon being inflated.
Though Nala herself knew what was happening and made moaning sounds of pleasure,
she could feel her body gain weight with all the food she was eatting and given. This was
like a feast paradise for her. And she would rather stay here to get all the more fatter
with the humans' help, even if someone from her lion pride came in search for her.
With the third barrel of cut slabs of hippo fatty meat gone, and her body so bloated
out roundly, Nala was as big as a 7 ton elephant. Her fat legs had been lifted off the
ground by her flabby mass of her blob like belly which wobbled under her and her paws
had also been engulfed and sunken in deep into her thick rolls that surrounded her
fat legs. Her hindlegs were the larger pair. Her tail was much like her legs, surrounded
by flabby rolls of squishy lard. Nala's back was fattened so much that it was as big as
her belly if she had been laying on her fat back instead. Her rump, twin blobs of flab
took up space behind her, under her fat tail. In fact both sacks of fat were firmly
pressing on the ground behind her as well. Her sides and flanks had widened by the flab
that both sides pooled out into their own blobby masses of undulating flesh.
Her head was almost engulfed by the jiggly mass of ringing thick rolls that was
her neck which was pushing up against the two fat bloated spheres of her face cheeks.
From Nala's chin sagged many chin rolls that draped down against the flab of her neck
rolls then down onto her fat front chest and even spilled out and pooled onto the ground
in front of her. She was like a gigantic blob of butterscotch colored pudding.
But even then, with a hungry look from her. Smith still continued to feed her barrels
of fatty hippo meat slabs, as he now had to climb up her front some to hand feed her
since he could tell she was no longer a threat to him. Hurting him would only mean
no more delicious and glorious fattening food for her.
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