Basking in the feeling ob being filled back to near his normal limit, Aethon begins to slowly make his way across the room.   Every step not only sets his stomach into motion as it continues to shrink around and compact the various meals he's had, but also causes the heavily-enlarged sack between his rear legs to sway and jostle.  Taste's form is still rather obviously outlined inside, but it's already starting to lose some of its former definition as it too works to process the rather large meal sent its way.  How long it would remain in such a state, Aethon doesn't know, but it's likely going to be more than a little while, as he somewhat shares Linda's issue of most potential partners simply not being equipped to handle his full length.<br/><br/>Passing the smokescreen that Linda had disappeared behind, he almost does a double-take when it suddenly dissipates and reveals her now-swollen form.  The only reason why he's not entirely surprised by this turn of events is due to the fact that she hasn't been the subtlest about her penchant for large meals.  Moving slowly around her distended form, Aethon just shakes his head.  "Well.  Not only was I not the only one to get more than one of these...offerings, but it looks like you seem to have taken advantage of that fact.  Can you even move right now?"