![]() ![]() All the living room furniture had been crushed underneath his fat, and his entire wardrobe was now far too small. Nick hardly noticed in his deep sleep her paws feeling like an ant crawling on an elephant’s back.Īfter another week, Nick was once again back on his own two paws. She blushed at how soft he felt all over, giving his flab a knead and wobble whenever she walked by him. His waist would lift her off the floor when he breathed, and his hip was like a mound of dough that smothered her against the wall. Her paws were practically absorbed by his fur as she tried pushing it away. Getting between her room and the front door forced her to navigate through an orange forest of fox blubber. The days that followed for Judy were inconvenient…yet sensual. It wasn’t until his gelatinous mass had completely flooded the living room that he rested once more under the comfort of his own roof. The hallway walls looked as if they were closing in, squishing lard padded hips and belly all the while Nick moaned to high heaven, still unbelievably overglutted from his feast. Once back at Judy’s apartment, the wood floor ominously groaned at his every step. ![]() ![]() A week of sleeping and digesting his feast slimmed him down to a more manageable size, allowing him to squeeze through the doors with animals pulling and pushing him out. File type: Text File (.txt) - Having filled out half of the interior of the Bug Burga with his blubbery body, it was impossible to remove Nick Wilde by any conventional means. ![]()
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