Regina was rather an odd sort of tigress.
Not that she was crazy, or her coloration was anything out of the ordinary, but most of her species tended not to carry weight the same way she did. That is to say, she carried around two tons of it. Even her extraordinary height was no match of the girth she had eventually put on from such a weight. Her belly dominated any discussion of her body, as everything about her seemed to be built from it- her wide, powerful hips for getting her around, her thick tail for balance, her more broad than normal shoulders, and even her breasts, which would seem utterly massive, even on her height, were still less of a spectacle than her enormous, white-furred tummy. What was more astounding, most of all to herself, was that she still moved with a semblance of feline grace, the gentle rolling of her belly as she moved like the ocean on a calm summer day. She wasn't bothered about her weight, however- she just seemed to have hit a roadblock.She knew that ther