Fat Rouge the Bat

You enter The Gourmand Emerald, a night café, hidden deep into the alleyways in downtown Station Square. The café is dimly lit. It has just under a dozen secluded booths for customers, most of which seem to be occupied. As soon as you step in, you're greeted by a hostess - a short bat girl, wearing a tight pink bikini, pink thigh-highs and long, white gloves. Good evening, handsome, the bat girl greets you with a seductive tone. She's very busty, but also quite hefty - it wouldn't be incorrect to call her obese - her large stomach protruding well past her ample chest, sporting some long, faded stretch marks on her sides. My name's Rouge... the plus-size hostess introduces herself.