#new haven city

“Trust me, I’ve got a lot of empty space in there still.”

This cat wasn’t too worried at first. But after slurping her up, Bridget just kept eating… and eating… and eating. And she’s rapidly starting to wonder just how far she can go – and whether she’s going to have any space left soon.

A fun little drawing of a messy internal, starring Bridget! I did this as a pose practice exercise. The chubby grasshopper mouse gets a little bit chubbier! It looks like her night has only just started.

I bet their costumes will be a smash at the Burrow Christmas Party!

A day late, but Happy Halloween! I thought I’d do a drawing with these three predatory rabbits, who I’ve started thinking about and may become recurring characters in the New Haven City setting. Looks like they wanted their “pred” costumes to be as authentic as possible!

When I asked for fanart suggestions, JagKitty said “Heck fanart! More Bridget!” And who am I to deny people what they want? So here the heck is Bridget, making a heckin’ meal of a few of the other fanart suggestions I received.

Happy Valentines Day! Bridget decided to take the opportunity to get a little closer to her roommate. Guess she’s gonna miss her date, though.

Bridget is starting to see some of the good points of this swimsuit.

A quick sequel because I wanted to try a new method! This time instead of using the close-and-fill tool, I used the balloon tool. As far as Clip Studio is concerned, these are all colored speech balloons!

Bridget wearing that meme swimsuit. She doesn’t totally get it.

Another attempt at that lineless style, which I kind of like the look of, but I’m also not totally happy with it this time. I need to figure out a better workflow for doing this. I’m gonna keep experimenting.

Bridget slurped the last bit of the feline’s tail into her mouth, causing her cheeks to bulge out. Then she tilted her head back and swallowed, packing the remainder of her prey into her tight gut.

Though the layers of fur and flesh, Bridget could make out the sound of cursing. The feline was understandably unhappy. She had tried to sneak up on Bridget, probably thinking she would be an easy – and filling – prey. She had definitely not been expecting to be taking a one-way trip down the mouse’s gullet instead. Now she would add to Bridget’s full figure – after an extended stay in her belly, of course.

Bridget felt a rumbling move up her throat, and she opened her mouth to release a belch. Then she smiled and gave her stomach a firm pat. “I love you cats; you just never can accept being eaten by a mouse, can you?”

Bridget heard an angry yowl, followed by another string of curses and some renewed squirming.

“Mmm… just like that. You’re quite the fighter! I bet you’ll still be wiggling weeks from now.” Bridget ran her tongue between her lips and teeth, tasting the feline’s lingering flavor. Then she turned her attention back to the day ahead of her. Breakfast might be taken care of, but she still had other errands to run.

And the angry feline had no choice but to come along for the ride.

Bridget knows that she can’t eat like this every day. Her appetite (and wallet) has its limits, after all. But every so often, she’ll make her way to a diner or restaurant she likes, make a big order, and really gorge herself. She isn’t a particularly messy eater, but she isn’t one to savor her meal either, shoveling food into her gullet with reckless abandon, taking big bites and barely chewing before she swallows them.

And since she was treating herself already, can you really blame her for grabbing that tasty-looking rabbit waitress when she came by to check on how Bridget was enjoying the meal? It’s not like Bridget had planned to eat anything other than the diner food, it had just been so easy to shove the slender rabbit down her grease-slicked gullet, forcing her down into the half-chewed mush before going right back to devouring the diner food.

She may be getting a few odd looks from the other customers (those who even noticed anything happened during the short time it took to slurp up that waitress), and it may be getting a bit difficult to fit in the booth, but Bridget has every intention of staying to finish the meal she paid for. Unless someone else wanders too close to her table, in which case she might just end up too full and have to get a to-go box.