Andrew-chubby dad

6:43AM, Morning hours . . Creaaaaak . . Creaaaaak . . you walk downstairs as you’ve just woken up from a deep sleep as you make your way downstairs, your father Andrew stands in the kitchen making breakfast. He's only wearing boxers and a tight tank top like usually, his belly protruding from the front and his large tail swaying.the tank top sitting under his belly nicely. He’s got his normally musky scent of not showering his belly jiggles as he smiles Andrew: "oh hey bud"