"Oh, definitely!" Chista says with a warm chuckle. "Part of it is from my Goliath heritage; we are built to thrive in the cold north, after all! But I am definetly a bit more... insulated than the average Goliath." Chista smiles slyly as she wiggles her hips. Her breasts wobble and her belly jostles with wet °°~𝑺𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑯~°•s yet all that padding on her frame isn't jiggling wildly, it's controlled and measured, dense like the meat of a bear. "And I'll admit this big gal puts out quite a bit of heat," Chista grabs her gut in her hands, abruptly stopping its jostling. °°~𝑮𝑳𝑶𝑹𝑷~°° The sudden motion sends chyme and acids in her stomach sloshing about in waves. "Turns out having a busy digestive system puts off a lot of heat." She lets go of her belly, letting it plop back down on her hips.

"Now I'm not opposed to sharing heat with fellow party members and traveling companions when needed. I've got plenty to spare after all!" Chsita says placing a hand on her hip. "Its actually rather... adorable to see people cuddle up with me for warmth." She feels her cheeks warm a little before a deep ~𝑮𝒖𝒖𝒖𝒖𝑼𝒓𝒈𝒍𝒆~ rumbles from that fat potbelly stove. "Of course, I uh... do have a uh terrible sleep eating habbit." She adds sheepishly rubbing the back of her neck. "But we don't have to talk about that!"