OOC: Agreed. Didn't someone ask about a place not too long ago? I thimk the best thing would be to ret-con them in. They were always there, and anything you may remember to the contrary is your overheated imagination.<br/><br/>The head of the mousette disappeared between Ptricia's jaws, and she gave one final massive gulp. Her finely white furred belly was now distended, enough that her equally white furred breasts were simply resting on it. This was all obvious as she'd still not had a chance to put on any clothes, whivch she didn't seem to have noticed, or else duidn't care about.<br/><br/>She waddled through the door to where Chris was. "I think now I'm recovered enough to move you... at least if I roll you along, but I'm not sure you'll go through the door. It may be better for me just to bring a bunch of blankets and a matress down here, and roll you into it so you can sleep it off. I know I'm ready to hit the old dias." She yawned massively, showing off needle pointed teeth.