Feeding Dinner
A few days later, the hyena stood in front of the mirror, wearing the lions xxxxl sweatsuit. with a steady flow of food on top of his leonine meal, the seams were popping and the elastic had ripped in several spots. he panted at the amount of energy
Fat Fox Poem
I have grown my belly, it bulges, i were it with pride even though i'm beginning to outgrow my hide i wash my soft fur with water so cool thinking of breakfast, my maw starts to drool as i get dressed, i notice with fright my new outsized sweatsuit
average day in the life of an obese fox
Sun filtered through the blind, illuminating the air in the small apartment, thick with the smells of greasy cheese and low sodium soy sauce. The clock on the wall said 4:30 but the slow sounding ticking said that was not to be trusted as accurate. A...