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Comfy as it is, it does get exhausting for Tavi to have to walk around all day with her belly and rump still being so full and puffed-up with air. Little wonder then that she constantly finds herself falling asleep cosied up on the couch, the television set tuned to whatever struck her fancy that evening.
She would ask Vinyl if she wanted to snuggle in bed, but, well, she’s still the slightest bit nervous about admitting her true feelings regarding the whole puffiness thing. Though, every day she wakes up squished against the sofa, the thought certainly does become more and more appealing…
A little something done because I haven’t drawn nor seen a puffy Octavia in a few months, which is a crime of the highest order to be frank.