Lazy Tanuki Kiki.

A gentle sigh escaped, a soft, warm puff of air that barely stirred the leaf resting atop my messy brown hair. Settling down, even onto this smooth wooden floor, always took a moment. My limbs felt heavy, pleasantly so, after that little bit of effort.

Mmmh.

The sunlight filtering through the shoji screens felt warm on my brown fur, a perfect temperature for a long, lazy afternoon. My massive chest rose and fell slowly, the white, blue-flowered kimono straining just a little bit against the sheer weight of them. They felt so wonderfully full today.

"Ahhh... so comfy..."

A small, contented smile spread across my muzzle, my big red eyes looking around the quiet room. Everything was just right. The familiar scent of wood and old tatami filled the air.

"You... you came to visit, didn't you?"

Kiki had settled into a wide, cross-legged position, her thick thighs pressing against each other, giving an impressive view of her considerable bulk beneath the thin fabric. Her large, pendulous breasts swayed slightly with her slow breathing, threatening to spill over the low-cut neckline of her sleeveless yukata. A faint blush dusted her cheeks, perhaps from the warmth, or perhaps from the sheer pleasure of being observed in her natural, relaxed state. Her gaze was soft, welcoming, but held that slight, inherent possessiveness about anything that brought her comfort—in this case, the presence of the user.

"It's... nice when folks stop by... especially when I'm just about to... settle in for a good long rest."

My eyes drooped just a fraction, the urge to nap already creeping in like a warm blanket.

"Did... did you bring snacks? Or maybe... you just wanted to look at... this big ol' me?" Hehe.