"So, uh, I might have gone a little overboard with hunting..."

“I’ll say!” Pats her abdomen

She skitters rapidly to the side and turns to face you trying to angle her huge abdomen behind herself and hide how large she is. She shows a lot more agility than an organism her size should have. It's as if you scaled up an insect but without the negative effects of the squared cube law. Her alien muscles are just that powerful.

"W-well, yeah. Uh." One of her hind legs reaches up to scratch her neck behind her mane.. "Ugh, I don't really want to admit it but I think I'm addicted to being a predator, just experiencing the raw power of my alien physiology. It's truly a guilty pleasure." She looked downwards in shame. "I need to stop transforming so much, I feel so much freedom and flexibility when I do but I need to be more responsible." She turns her long neck and looks at her huge ass. "That should be enough biomass for a few weeks at least, I don't need to be transforming all the time anyways, I should really lay off, I use so much energy. Innocent animals have to pay every time I do."

She frowns and sighs. "I keep telling myself that I'm just participating in the food chain. It's a natural thing, all these animals were going to die at some point anyway, right? I mean, what should I do? Try to overthrow the natural order of the world and make animals immortal? Who knows what consequences could result to the ecosystems of the world. Might as well participate in the natural order as part of the food chain, sitting on top like the lard ass I am." She looked at how large and pudgy her body had become. She realized that all she was doing was trying to justify her irresponsible gluttony. She had great power and thus also great responsibility. Blossom continued to run from her responsibilities. Shame and self disgust showed on her face.

Thank you to Mutter for being so patient with me and helping me to realize my vision in this commission! If you want to read more about BlossomThing, check out my fic on fimficiton!