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character: nicole_watterson
1girl, solo, anthropomorphic cat, furry female, blue hair, long hair, hair over one eye, blue eyes, yellow eyes, animal ears, whisker markings, very obese, SSBBW, extremely fat, large breasts, big belly, wide hips, thick thighs, red and black latex bodysuit, Plastic Man suit, red torso with black side panels, black gloves, black boots, high heels, standing, contrapposto, one hand on hip, other hand pressing flat against belly, head tilt, one eyebrow arched, lopsided smug grin, half-closed eyes, looking at viewer, from below, cowboy shot, three-quarter view, low angle, indoor, empty room, plain wall, hard overhead light, glossy latex sheen, taut fabric over curve, purple and red palette, dramatic
The camera sits low and looks up at her from just above knee height, three-quarter view, so the shape of her reads as a single proud vertical mass filling the frame. She is a blue-furred anthropomorphic cat woman built extremely fat — a huge soft belly pushing out and down over her hips, a heavy shelf of a chest above it, wide hips and thick thighs braced apart to carry the weight. Long blue hair falls past her shoulders, a thick fall of it crossing one eye entirely; one pointed ear tips sideways, a pair of whisker marks cut the fur of each cheek. She wears a skin-tight red and black latex bodysuit that clings to every curve, its red torso panel stretched shiny and taut across the dome of her belly and pulled tight over her chest, black panels running down her sides, black gloves and black heeled boots with tall thin stiletto heels planted on the floor. Weight rests on her left leg, right leg relaxed and angled out, left hand planted flat on her hip with the latex bunched at the wrist; her right hand lies palm-flat on the swell of her belly, fingers spread, pressing a soft dimple into the taut red surface. Her chin is tipped down toward the viewer, one brow arched high over the visible eye, the corner of her mouth hooked into a lopsided smirk, the lower lid raised so the gaze reads smug and knowing. Light comes from a hard overhead source: a hot specular streak runs along the crown of her belly and the tops of her breasts, the undersides of belly, chin and chest drop into deep shadow, and a low blunt shadow pools on the floor beneath her heels. Palette is red, black and her blue fur against a flat cool grey wall, nothing else admitted. One revealer: the latex stretches thinnest and palest across the widest point of her belly, a faint taut sheen where the fabric is working hardest. Effortlessly smug.
Nov 4, 2026 12:38 AM