the start of something new: chapter 1

Then he lifted the weights and started to bench the weight.

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Time Off

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...

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A Different Kind of Friend

I think they'd finally just given up on the whole weight loss thing. it was about time if you asked me... a dab of mayo was stuck to dek's muzzle.

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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...

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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...

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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.

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The Dragon And The Steed - Part 1

He rolled himself on to his front, groaning as his still bulging paunch squashed under his weight against the river bed and lay low.

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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.

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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.

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Feeding Dinner

He pulled the lever and resumed his measuring, grinning as the lions waist and weight soared.

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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...

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Captured By Lions - Prologue

And with that abbas picked the horse up and slung him over his shoulder as if he weight as much as a mere house cat. "not bad at all." the lioness said, patting the horses rear. "he is already plump, he will fatten nicely."

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