Belly rubs pls

Guest written by Jilly

Laying supine, head to head with a very pregnant Dip, meowing dippiliy away for my attention while we wait for Matt to get back.

Jilly: phone scroll. phone scroll.

Dip: Hey.

She gives a nudge.

Jilly: fuck ICE…fuck the Supreme Court…phone scroll

Dip: Haaaaaay.

Another nudge.

Jilly: good thing I have a goddamn IUD, fucking fuckerly fucks.

Dip: YO.

She has waddled her way on top of me enough to block my rage-laden tunnel vision from my phone with her belly.

Dip: Accept these head butts and boops, okay?

Dip: …Also, belly rub please. I can’t reach it or lick it or nuthin’ and it’s torture.

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