#post stuffing

Pretty dang big! And full! And taut!

Translation.

1. "Cause u should eat less"

2. "Poor pants"

Selina was usually better about watching what she ate before a job but the poached salmon was just way too good to eat in moderation. Part of her knew she should have held off on the next heist until later that evening but when word came down that the jewels were being moved within the hour she knew she had to pounce like the sly kitty cat she was. But right now the mere thought of pouncing made her ill.

Catwoman was deep inside the underground vault of a criminal collector within Gotham City. She carefully crawled on all fours in her skintight trademark catsuit to avoid making too much noise and alerting any of the many armed guards patrolling the vault. Of all the times to feel so heavy tonight was not one of them.

Even when she crawled Selina's usually perfectly sleek stomach was visibly pushing out after her heavy fishy meal. Catwoman felt the contents of her tummy sloshing about inside of her when she navigated the vault and grimaced unpleasantly.

There was a patrol on standby that she needed to bypass so she pressed her back against a pillar and waited until he left the area. But as she waited her stomach churned audibly. She silently hissed and hugged her bloated little tummy in a desperate effort to keep the guard from hearing her gastric distress.

As if the gurgling wasn't enough now Selina could feel a pressure building in her chest.

Oh no.

As if things couldn't get any worse. It seems Selina's stomach was hellbent on making its displeasure heard because Catwoman could feel a burp desperately trying to creep its way up her throat. She clenched her eyes shut and swallowed down so nothing would worm its way up. It was a deeply unpleasant feeling that made her chest and throat hurt but it at least caused the pressure to subside back down in her tummy if only temporarily.

Catwoman silently huffed feeling a little nauseous from withholding the pressure like that. But it paid off when the guard standing by finally passed and gave Selina a window to slip past his line of sight and behind some shelves. She cringed when her belly erupted with a sickly burble but tried to ignore it again because she'd need to squeeze between several precious crates of cargo to get to her destination.

This would normally be easy peasy for Catwoman. But while her tummy wasn't super bloated it still stuck out enough that it could be a tighter fit.

Dammit Wayne. You just had to show a girl a good time... Selina cursed her date internally.

She tried to suck in her stomach as much as she could but doing so made her feel sick. There wasn't much she could do except bare the brunt of things. So Catwoman took a silent breath and tried to slip through the cracks between the cargo. Just as she'd feared she was too bloated and because of that her tummy was being squeezed by the cargo. It was such an unbearably tight fit because of the added weight to her stomach and all that pressure against her belly wasn't doing anything for Catwoman's growing bout of nausea.

There was so much pressure being applied to her belly as she navigated that it began to gurgle anew. Selina cringed because she had to burp so badly. She could feel the pressure mounting up her chest while she tried to squeeze her way through. At first she tried to hold it down like before but because her belly was being pressed by the cargo she couldn't get the gas down in time and had to muffle it in her mouth. Catwoman clamped her hand over her mouth as a deep burp rumbled in her mouth so hard her soft cheeks puffed out.

And unfortunately the sound was just loud enough to get one guard asking, "Did you hear something?"

Selina cursed to herself and moved faster and faster which made her feel greener and greener but she managed to slip through the cargo just in time to avoid the flashlight of an approaching guard. When he passed by out of sight Catwoman's turbulent tummy groaned heavily which caused her to cringe again. Catwoman grabbed her belly and muffled what sounded like a really big burp that almost worked its way out of her mouth.

She blushed profusely and nearly audibly excused herself for how big that was because she was typically far more "ladylike" some of her peers in the Rogues gallery of Gotham.

Fortunately it didn't catch anyone's attention. So she very quickly but quietly made her way to the heart of the vault and found the jewels. They were locked behind an automated system which she very fortunately knew how to hack after a favor for Nygma. She disabled the security measure just long enough to swap the jewels for very convincing fakes.

She just had to escape now.

Selina couldn't alert anyone to her presence or else the entire job was bust. The truth couldn't break until the fakes were long out of Gotham. But the fast pace of her sneaking around was murder on her stomach which was bubbling even more heavily in response.

Catwoman couldn't even crawl on all fours anymore because she had to have one arm wrapped around her bloated belly the whole way out in order to silence it as best she could.

Having to hold in the gas wasn't making matters any easier either. She held the burps trying to squeeze their way up down in her tummy for as long as she could whenever guards were nearby. When Catwoman had made her way past enough of them to be a little more isolated she tried to bring herself as much relief as she quietly could. Catwoman grabbed her taut bulging tummy in one hand and firmly wrapped her other hand over her mouth and squinted when a rumbly burp erupted in her mouth and made her cheeks puff. She maintained that pose when another longer burp rumbled in her mouth for about three seconds. Even after a big one like that another long burp came dangerously close to escaping her lush lips.

Selina blushed even harder than she'd blushed in years. She felt so gross and had to remember to get payback on the restaurant one night for making her tummy such a wreck.

When she was done burping Selina continued on. Once again she was forced to squeeze through crates and crawl in some very tight corners which compressed her bloated stomach intensely. It was so hard not to burp or worse whenever she was moving through those cramped spots. But she always managed to hold it in long enough to wait until there was space between her and the guards to stifle the release of whatever pressure she could in her limited time windows.

It was messy but Selina was still Catwoman and Catwoman never let any obstacles keep her from her prizes and her freedom. No matter how much her stomach hated her right now for it.

She finally managed to break out of the vault as carefully as she had entered and ended up safely outside on the rooftops. Selina breathed a heavy sigh of relief with a hand atop her pooching little tummy.

"Finally! Unnngh what a pain in the aaAAAAAHOOOOORRRHP!!!!!"

Selina's stomach cut her off by causing a deep raunchy burp to finally forced its way past Selina's lips. She blushed as red as Poison ivy's hair and held her belly tightly when it churned. Catwoman hunched and held a hand over her mouth like she was going to be sick. A big one was coming and despite her best efforts Selina couldn't hold back what was the loudest burp she had ever uttered in her whole life.

BBRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPP!!!!!!!!!!

It was a very good thing she was a few buildings away from the vault by that point because every one of the guards would've heard that one.

Poor Selina couldn't help sigh with intense relief. Despite how embarrassingly unladylike that was it felt so good to finally get out. She gently rubbed her tummy and felt it gurgling a little less.

"Nnnnnf...excuse me..." Selina finally uttered.

Sorry this took a bit!!

Post-stuffing with fastfood, swollen and bloated.