Panam Queen of the Buffet (Part 3)

Waddling from fast food places to scopdog stands to market stalls, V is making sure Panam's last mile is a good one. When your partners mobility is counting down with each heavy, wheezing lumber forward you better make sure they're stuffed past max capacity. It's the last time other Night City residents get to see all that caramel flab pooling out and jostling with every minor movement. Panam should know better, she was a tough Nomad merc but pushing greasy scop dogs past her flushed jowls elicits more pleasure than anything else in her life right now. Even though she can feel her turgid gut groaning, it's still screaming for more slop to be put in. A hog true and true 😈