Patreon Prompt 613

Prompt: Mimiro (Interspecies Reviewer) takes a lunch break at an eatery staffed by her secret admirers, where she ends up addicted and sprawled on the floor with a sizable potbelly. She is in a somewhat foul mood, but now too lethargic to resist their loving offer of yet another shady gas-inducing serving.

            With the Egg Laying Show closed to the day due to an unfortunate incident in the merpeople tank, Mimiro had been given the chance to take a long lunch break. The surplus of free time had the owl-like harpy twisting her head around trying to figure out what to do. Patting a grey-feathered arm across her mid-section her wide, blue eyes drew her towards a restaurant called “The Bird’s Prey.” With a shrug, she lifted her talons up off the ground and flew inside.

            Moments after sitting down, Mimiro was greeted by a bowl of worm stew. While she was appreciative of the meal, she was a bit curious how the owner knew what she wanted. Upon hearing him say that he was a big fan of her business, she merely took it at face value and began to dig in.

            Greeted with a pleasing taste, Mimiro ended up eating through the bowl like it was nothing. Still peckish, the harpy woman didn’t refuse the several other bowls that were brought to her in quick succession. Caught up in trying to appease her unnatural appetite, she failed to notice how her belly was bulging out with each helping. That was until the weight of the protruding gut sent her toppling to the ground.

            As Mimiro’s stuffed belly hit the floor, she got to retaste her indulgent feast through the use of a BWOOOOOOOOOORRRRRPPP rolling up her throat. Trying to massage her gut with her wings to calm it down only succeeded in further stirring up her digestion through the release of a loud BRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPP ruffling her tail feathers. As she was forced to deal with the constant cacophony of burps and farts, the owner came over with another bowl in tow. Seeing the eager look in his eyes, she could tell that this unfortunate position was all according to his plan. While a rumbling PHHHHHHHRRRRRRTTTT blasting out of her rear tried to convince her otherwise, she still reached for the bowl to continue her stuffing session and appease her unnatural hunger.