Mochii Babii measures her waist, then digs into a pot of pasta

Mochii Babii pulls a tape measure tight around her bare middle, the blue zip-front crop top and matching panties still on. She drops onto a gray couch, hikes the top up over her belly and twists pasta out of a speckled pot with a wooden spoon. Leaning back into the cushions, she eats bite after bite straight from the pot, humming around the mouthfuls. A carton of Mug root beer waits beside her, and between forkfuls she sips it and pats her stomach. Long black hair loose, a tattoo on her upper arm, she settles cross-legged with the pot in her lap.