The Limits
The upper arm fat increased until it was a round swell of soft fat that was only visible from under the heaping mound of shoulder fat due to its sheer size.
Consequences
What had been a sagging, fold-covered swell that just made him look fat when he had come in had turned into something far more than that as the feline sat in his seat and just glutted.
Putting A Hop in His Step
Further down, his thighs were large and powerful, though less defined, smoothed with a small layer of fat that covered strong muscle made to help him leap long distances.
Office Dragons
The lumbering dragon adjusted the piercing on his fin, and his figure began to flicker slightly before effectively disappearing, a rather pudgy man with a piercing on his ear replacing the hulk of a dragon in front of him.
Out Back
Moving up past those moobs too, even the fox's face was absurdly fat...
The Fat Fur Flu (pt. 2)
In a few days, every human on the planet was a fat animal of some kind. however, not all people were affected by the fattening part, and most just lost the fat themselves. and, people actually liked being animals with the minds of humans.
A Different Kind of Friend
So he likes fat people, but he doesn't wanna be fat himself...? what was the point of that? i mean, dek, koar, aiden, and i are all so fat _because_ we like being fat. it didn't make any sen- i nearly jumped in shock while a sharp yip shot out my mouth.
A little payback part 1
The lake was crystal clear, not a cloud was in the sky, and it was just an all around beautiful day. The surface of the water was soon breached by one of it's inhabitants, a small but well built buizel. Little Foamy, the buizel, had finished a morning...
Stuffed Fox
Ass sagging out into the corners while a plump pair of foot paws was tied up above him.
Satisfied
Until he asked for that though, there would be no chance of it happening, and instead he would still need to feed his own fat face.
The King's Pet
At the center of all this dragon fat was a muzzle, sunk right in his ten chins. leading right into the thing was a wooden track, long and filled with all sorts of food.
An A-pear-ent Issue
Sven couldn't say anything in response, his mouth closed tight by his own rising rolls of fat now resting in coils around what used to be his neck, and was left to only blushing. "i'd say that was a job well done. i'm beat, so i'll just call it a day.