Awakening Under a Colossal Weight

Dawn painted the cave amber as Sage stretched. As a chubby anthropomorphic wolf,

she was accustomed to a certain softness, but this morning brought a suffocating, crushing weight.

Her snout felt thick and padded against her tongue. Looking down, the familiar curve

of her stomach was gone, replaced by a colossal, rounded swell that pinned the wool

blanket, dominating the space between her paws. It was a massive departure from her

usual size. She shifted, and the mound quivered like a settling planet.