the start of something new: chapter 1
Then he lifted the weights and started to bench the weight.
Time Off
_Author's Note: Wrote this kind of on an old whim for Zee the wolf about his Zeich character. I didn't want it to be like most of my other stories, in that it's mostly mindless weight gain with no real reason... There is some implied, and some which...
A Different Kind of Friend
the weight of my gut pushed down on me and spread around my sides. the fat on my chest pressed up against the second chin under my muzzle, making it a little harder to talk. "what," i said flatly.
Stuffed Fox
"Stuffed Fox" "ungg... let me go!" the fox beat on the strong wolf who was carrying him into his den. "Hehehe... feisty little fellow aren't you?" he sat the rusty red vulpine into a chair and slapped the shackles onto his thin writs "Your a bit too...
The King's Pet
"Come on, let's line up, now!" The great King Tuck waved his arms to and fro, trying to get the disorderly meeting of dragons to assemble. He himself was a dragon; anthropomorphic and purple-scaled. At that, he had a kingly figure; his beige-scaled...
Last Call
It was still growing too, and looked to be getting bigger at an even faster rate now that the weight was off his legs and onto its gravid mass.
The Dragon And The Steed - Part 1
Katal dozed peacefully. He dreamed of times not so long ago when he would fly around his mountain, setting fire to anything that displeased him with a mighty breath of flame. He would stroll proudly through his forests; his natural red armour...
An A-pear-ent Issue
If it wasn't the weight change, it was certainly the size difference, as sven layed eyes on a round ball of a belly that now protruded from his middle.
A Milky Delight
A dragon knew not the worth of his horde, but knew the weight and girth of it and the mounds had obviously been set in a meticulous matter, although quite scattered.
Feeding Dinner
"Feeding Dinner" the chubby lion panted and flopped down on his belly, right in front of the ice-cream shop. as his pursuer , gently jogged up he grinned at the near perfect circumstances. "alright fatty, time to eat again." ther lion looked up at the...
The Back Room 3: Fang Lightwind
" Midnight, not a sound from the pavement, has the moon lost her memory? She is smiling alone. In the lamp light the withered leaves collect at my feet, and the wind begins to...
Captured By Lions - Prologue
**Captured by Lions** **Prologue:** The streets were dark and lonely, save for a few lonely scraps of paper being blown around under the orange bath emanating from the dimly lit street lights. Doors were locked, businesses were closed and...