Ask Samantha Taylor
askstinkiepie:

She kicked me out! Now who’s crass and disgusting?!

Aw! Ya can stay with me if you’d like, I got plenty of room!

askstinkiepie:

She kicked me out! Now who’s crass and disgusting?!

Aw! Ya can stay with me if you’d like, I got plenty of room!

What size panties do ya wear, gurl?
Anonymous

Um, well, I kinda lost track after outgrowing “Holy Shit”. *giggles*

*A plump skunk knocks on the door* Hello?

ask-slasherbloom:

Slasher: Oh, hi there! :) who are you?

Marble: OHHH HELLO! I’M MARBLE, WHAT’S YOUR NAME!? :D

Slasher: Marble!, stop speaking loudy!

Marble: Oopsies!

*She giggles lightly* It’s okay! Name’s Samantha—nice to meet ya, Marble, and you too, miss…?

Cream: *a pudgy Swirlix girl wanders up to Samantha*

wisp-the-umbreon:

asksamanthataylor:

Samantha: *The plump skunk looks at the Swirlix and smiles widely, licking her lips as she gazes* Mmmm…~

Cream: Hi!

Samantha: Howdy there, lil’ girl. What brings you ‘round here?

"Lie I'm a little girl!~" She giggled, groping and rubbing Samantha's grand gut.

Samantha snickered and rubbed her gut as well, belching once more. “Mmm, so you say now,” she taunted.

Cream: *a pudgy Swirlix girl wanders up to Samantha*

Samantha: *The plump skunk looks at the Swirlix and smiles widely, licking her lips as she gazes* Mmmm…~

"Why it's a plastic spoon?"

"Yeah, but stuff like that can break and hurt Tummy if it cuts ‘er."

"We will start with this fruit bowl....wait do you even eat fruit...."

thegluttonfamily:

asksamanthataylor:

thegluttonfamily:

asksamanthataylor:

thegluttonfamily:

asksamanthataylor:

Samantha laughs. “Yeah, I eat loads of stuff. Banana pudding, strawberry ice cream, apple pie…I’d say I get quite a fair deal of fruit.” She winks playfully. “But in all seriousness, yeah, I do eat fruit sometimes.”

She giggles at your joke then gives you the fruit bowl. “Now while looking at the bowl think of your favorite food of the same shape, and get to eating.”

"Typically it’s a bowl of popcorn…ooh, or a big watermelon." She chuckled softly. "But…I dunno, it just feels a bit weird, if I ate something like that Tummy might get sick or something. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t mind trying, but it’s an odd feeling."

"You just have to push that though to the back of your mind, I used to feel that way, and now Belly jumps for joy at anything I give it." she smiles as she reasures you. "If you want I can fill it with some of the left over food."

"Hmm…" Samantha says. "Perhaps it would be better to start with somethin’ smaller."

She then put it down and picks up a spoon. “I have a idea.” she finds some chocolate and pours some out onto said spoon.

Samantha tilts her head and chuckles. “Interesting…I gotta admit though, I’m gonna have to be careful while this thing’s in me…”

"We will start with this fruit bowl....wait do you even eat fruit...."

thegluttonfamily:

asksamanthataylor:

thegluttonfamily:

asksamanthataylor:

Samantha laughs. “Yeah, I eat loads of stuff. Banana pudding, strawberry ice cream, apple pie…I’d say I get quite a fair deal of fruit.” She winks playfully. “But in all seriousness, yeah, I do eat fruit sometimes.”

She giggles at your joke then gives you the fruit bowl. “Now while looking at the bowl think of your favorite food of the same shape, and get to eating.”

"Typically it’s a bowl of popcorn…ooh, or a big watermelon." She chuckled softly. "But…I dunno, it just feels a bit weird, if I ate something like that Tummy might get sick or something. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t mind trying, but it’s an odd feeling."

"You just have to push that though to the back of your mind, I used to feel that way, and now Belly jumps for joy at anything I give it." she smiles as she reasures you. "If you want I can fill it with some of the left over food."

"Hmm…" Samantha says. "Perhaps it would be better to start with somethin’ smaller."

Part Two

chubbychasingpony:

"Did you order your food yet?" He questions as his shyness completely fades away while he watches her devour his cookies, "Do you think we could get along, Samantha?" He smiles at the skunk, "You have really nice fur ya know." He tells her.

"I think we could, yeah," Samantha says through a mouthful of cookies, spraying crumbs and chocolate chips as she talks. As she hears him complimenting her fur, she grins—either oblivious to the fact that her teeth are still covered in remnants of chewed-up cookies, or believing that it makes her look cute in some way.