Sabrina the Gaming Chair

Ben shivers as he feels his soft, purple pillow rumble from under his weight, as he leaned back against his heavy girlfriend's stomach.  Normally immersed, the scrawny wolf, easily mistaken for a pup, was completely and totally distracted by the bingeing hyena behind him.  Sabrina crumbled up her last sandwich wrapper and tossed it aside, drinking more of her fizzy soda, which just caused her heavily overfed belly to gurgle and churn more in that melting wolf's ears.