What felt like an hour he had taken to absorb all that he was seeing, it was actually only another second before Gallus shook his head into sanity and tried to compose himself as he smiled back at his friend. “Hehe, I’m not interrupting you, am I?”, she queried, concerned that she had interfered with some much needed alone time he had planned. “W-what?! N-no, I’m just…chilling here as usual. Y’know, quiet spot behind the school, no one around; i-it’s nice to be away from the hustle and bustle every once in a while, heh…”, he answered with the grace of a dancing Ursa Minor. “Giggle ‘Hustle and bustle’? Sounds like fun! I could use the break too; mind if I join you?”. “J-join? Uh, yeah sure, heheh”, he replied with a hint of external and much internal joy at the proposal. “Good, hehe. Because I have…something to ask you.” His growing joy was suddenly paired with a piercing anxiety. “W-what?”. “Hehe, you heard me, you dork…”, she returned coyly. Gallus gulped a thousand pounds of anticipation and secrecy down his pained throat. He knew what Silverstream was getting at.  
 
“So…”, her eyes dropped and glimmered at the small griffon as her tongue rolled out the inquiry. “I’ve noticed that you seem to be kinda… nervous when I’m around. Almost distracted…like you’re enjoying what you see…”. Gallus only remained silent as she went on. “I’m curious, Gallus…do you…have a thing for all this new size I’ve gained?”. His chest sank. His mouth was agape as if preparing to respond for a moment, until he simply closed it and grew redder than ever. He saw a wave of confirmation then wash over Silverstream’s face. She gasped and then giggled at the revelation, leaving Gallus to believe he had officially reached the end of his life. She let him wallow in this state for a moment until he could readjust himself, struggling to reacquire eye contact with her. Silverstream’s demeanor became more sly and she suddenly shifted toward Gallus.  
 
The huge hippogriff took a step forward and rotated herself around, all with a seductive sway, to stand side by side with Gallus. She slowly raised up her pillowy left foreleg , her claw hovering over her lower chest, and then looked down at him with sultry eyes. With that, he was even more thrown off his game. She was suddenly much closer to him, her bulging frame almost grazing against his dwarfed one. “Wow… hehe… Gallus, I didn’t think you the type to like… hehe… big girls”. Gallus was in almost a full on panic now. “Wha… No! What gave you that idea?”, he said, now quickly looking away her from in order to fight the tension. She giggled again at his protests. “Well you’re blushing”, she countered. Her smirk grew into a mischievous grin and she heightened her stance, further accentuating her massively voluptuous body, before she conjured a devilish question. “Which do you like best: belly, head, or…hehe…my rump?”. If there was a point that could and him any hotter in the face, it was now. “Do I really need to answer that?…”, he replied, stroking his neck as if walls were quickly closing in around him.  
 
“Hehe… maybe… but I can help you~…”, Silverstream answered. Gallus turned back around to ask what she meant by that, but before he could get it out, she had stepped forward a bit and turned around to face him. She then slowly strutted toward him. “W-whoa, hey!”, he meekly protested, but Silverstream was quickly encroaching upon him. As she neared, he swore he could hear the ground shake and rumble, the earth itself buckling under, making room for Silverstream’s enormous girth. Her every footstep sent vibrations that shook and trapped Gallus in his place, her body language commanding that he stay right where she wanted him. All he could do was lock his eyes on her, her increasing approach, and her approaching gut, which she was now showing off even more as she made her advance, watching it swaying and flowing in that way he found so hypnotizing. Celestia, he did find the shape, the enormity of her belly ravishing. And it kept getting closer.