Harmony Hippo.

Harmony Hippo answers the door. She's a purple hippo, plump, but not flabby or sagging. Her hips and stomach are round and smooth, and her breasts are enormous, straining at the stretchy fabric of her lavender one-piece bathing suit.

"Sorry," she says, "I was just about to take a dip in the pool and..." She trails off as she sees that you are utterly without clothes. "If you came by for a swim," she says, "I normally ask my guests to bring a swimsuit."

"Can I please come in?" you beg.

"Of course..."

You dart inside, feeling better as soon as your nudity is out of view of the general public. "Thanks," you tell her. "Doctor Doohickey was flying by, and..."

"Say no more," she says, and shuts the door. "Have a seat on the couch and I'll get you a glass of water. The Doctor's ray guns usually leave people thirsty."

Your mouth is a bit dry, but whether its from the ray gun or from embarrassment, you're not sure. You sit down, and she retreats to the kitchen, her step light and nimble despite her size. In a few moments, she returns with two tall glasses of water, and as she sets them down on the coffee table, you find yourself unable to tear your eyes away from..