Today marks the 3rd anniversary of my time here on FA! Gosh it doesn't seem like three years. It goes without saying that I'm really glad I made this account. Really glad to have shared my work with you all, gotten to meet you and become friends with you. SmallerGod, FurAffinity and everyone on it have done more for me then words could ever describe.

I guess it's a little silly, marking the occasion with a hippo and an un-edited story but... well I'm a happy hippo. A happy hungry hippo. A happy hungry hippo hopeful for hamburgers u3u

Love y'all <3

Part 1: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12249353/
Part 2: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12282285/
Part 3: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12291895/
Part 4: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12673875/

For those interested, the feline is this burk: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/9824307/
And the Feox, Jade, is this gal: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12144958/
<3

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Jenny's computer chair creaked loudly beneath her. It was specially designed to support heavy furs. The engineers who built its compact steel frame might not have had over half a ton of hippo in mind when they'd designed it, but that's what it was being used for. An overtaxed air conditioner spluttered and coughed up clouds of cooler air into the room, summer still taking its toll on the occupants of Jenny's house as the morbidly obese hippopotamus sagged into her chair. Her stomach glistened with sweat as it sagged over the arms of the chair, at least a foot on either side. It pushed her legs apart as far as her blubber laden thighs would allow and hanged down until it nearly touched the ground. Above it her desk was a sturdy and high enough to rise above the ridiculously high slope of her belly, at least enough so that when she leaned forward she could still reach the mouse and keyboard. The whole setup had been outlandishly expensive, to the tune of a couple of thousand dollars. A couple of thousand she didn't have before, but as the 1300+ lb hippo smooshed her tummy up to the desk and booted her computer up she reflected that some things changed for the better.

The massive anthro still lived with her mother. It was still summer. The heat was still nearly unbearable. But ever since that fateful day when she'd consumed the contents of a small minivan's worth of food, she'd found an income in what seemed to her like the most unlikely of places. A cute, if small young cat had helped her home, sliding under her massive sweat lined tummy and lifting it up to assist her laboured waddle. She'd gotten stuck in her front door again but thanks to its widened state she was able to slip inside and into the relative cool. It was then, entertaining the company of the young feline, that she'd learned that there was a community of individuals who actually appreciated people her weight. Not only that, but there were paysites dedicated to getting them the food and attention they desired. It was just as well as when her mother arrived to see her daughter bloated, lying on the broken remains of her couch, the old jackal very nearly exploded. She berated Jenny for hours, yelling, cursing, threatening. In the end they both knew it was Jenny's life and the hippo could very much do what she pleased, but that didn't mean her mother had to be happy about it. Her feline guest had to slip out quietly before Jenny was sent to her room. Sent to her room! At 23! What was worse was that Jenny simply couldn't make the distance without assistance. And so her mother had to help her boulder of a daughter make the few panting, wheezing, sloshing meters to the door of her room. The room where she would live for the next few months, only coming out to use the toilet (which had to be reinforced) and raid the fridge.

Jenny had to come to terms with the fact that she was a balloon of a hippopotamus. Not in the literal sense of course, but in the fact that she had a stomach which now weighed half a ton by itself and had to be very nearly dragged along the ground where-ever she went. She was a huge sack of fat and with her current hunger problems she wouldn't be able to do anything about it any time soon. Exercise was out of the question and liposuction was beyond what she could afford. With her mother cutting down on what she bought to keep the fridge stocked, what Jenny realised she needed most was money.

And so The Hefty Hippo was born. A site where, if one paid, one would be able to access not only videos of Jenny trying to do every day things like dress herself (without much luck, it must be said) but also access to a 24 hour webcam where they could see her sweat, scratch, rub her tummy, play games and gorge on what food she had. Jenny discovered that she was one of the few people on the internet (and maybe even the world) who weighed over half a ton. She was in the smaller group of people who weighed over half a ton and were willing to put their lives on exhibition for profit. Oh of course it was embarrassing, it was mortifying! She was put up on the internet for the world to see. A massive, fat laden hog, rolls of blubber glistening in the light of her poor room. She thought she'd die of shame when she saw her old highschool friend had gotten wind of the site. But even Jenny couldn't deny that it was practical. People paid over 50 dollars a month membership, and some of the more zealous members even sent her food. The look on her mother's face when she started having to haul in massive baskets laid down with cakes was priceless.

And as the Hefty Hippo grew, so did Jennifer. Much to her mother's shame and dismay. Jenny's hunger became more potent and she was followed everywhere by the sound of her own stomach being dragged along the ground – when she bothered to move that is. For the most part she sat in her brand new, heavily padded computer chair and grew. Her lovehandles ballooned, oozing over the sides of her chair, the arm rests creaking and being pushed further and further out of shape. Her stomach hung to the ground, creeping across it and consuming more room beneath the desk. With her size, Jenny's appetite grew, and a few cakes was no longer enough to satisfy her for a snack. It seemed that eating started to take up every second of her day, whether it was dipping her now bloated excuses for fingers into a bag of cookies or smearing the contents of pies across her snout.

It was during this time that Jenny made friends with one of the local delivery girls. Jade, Jenny came to know her by on her nearly nightly visits. Jenny was able to afford pizza every night, and even the nights when she didn't want to eat it there was always someone on the paysite who would pay to see her stuff the cheesy, grease soaked morsels down her ever expanding throat. And every night Jade would turn up at her door, bypass her mother and go straight to Jenny's room. It wasn't long before the two became fast friends, with the chance for a little something more, Jenny hoped. Sure, thanks to the paysite she knew that somewhere out there, there were people who found her bloated body attractive. It was another thing to see it in the flesh. To see the way Jade looked at her naked, wobbling tummy. The smiles they wore to disguise blushes that hinted at other thoughts. Jade's own waistline was growing too, and the nights when Jenny didn't simply pass out in her computer chair, she'd lie awake day-dreaming of the days when she had enough money to keep her and her beautiful delivery girl in food and happiness all day, every day. We would grow old together, Jenny thought, and immobile. Without want for anything. Just growth and love.

The phone rang, pulling Jenny from her thoughts. As her mind buzzed back into activity she noticed that she was drooling. She grunted (a sound somewhat akin to an oink) and wiped her chin before reaching forward for the phone. The chair creaked, her arms strained to reach past her stomach, fatty bags of flab weighing them down as her pudgy fingers clasped the phone.

"Hello?" The hippo's voice had gotten a little bit more deep since she'd reached the 800lb mark.

"Jennifer?" She smiled as she recognised Jade's voice.

"Oh good! I hate it when your mum answers. Hey, you free to go out tomorrow?" Jenny hesitated a moment. She looked down at herself. She hadn't gone out since that day with the shopping trolley.

"Uh... I don't really go out that much." She answered, a blush spilling across her cheeks like red ink.

"All the more reason to come out tomorrow! Look, I booked us a table at this lovely restaurant down town. It's famous for catering towards people with... big appetites. You always say I should eat more, well come down with me!" How could Jenny say no?

"I... I guess... But I'm too big fo-" Jade cut her off.

"I've hired a taxi-van, it'll be alright hun. I'll see you at 6!" The line went dead and Jenny allowed herself to draw breath. Had she just been invited on a date?

As six o'clock came around it saw Jenny wrapped up in a dress so tight it would be hardly suitable for a second skin. She bulged out of every opening but it was literally the last thing she owned that fit her. It was red, the fabric had once been velvety but had since stretched until it had a feel more like a tissue and seemed almost as fragile. On any other girl it would have hung down to well bellow the knees but on Jenny it didn't even cover her entire stomach. Her breasts, small as they were, oozed gently over the neckline of the dress and small ovals had opened up along the sides where the stitching was slowly giving out. All things said it felt as though if Jenny sneezed particularly violently the dress would explode off of her. She blushed and looked down on herself. There was no way she could make the evening wearing something like this... but she had no other choice. At least it preserved her modesty and allowed her to go out in public. She decided that she'd just have to watch that she didn't eat too much. With a resolute nod, Jenny made sure that everything was stretched across what it should be and waddled slowly out the door of her room. Her stomach brushed either wall of the hallway as she made her way through the house and her steps seemed to shake hanging lights in the ceiling. With the way the ground felt like it was cracking beneath her, sometimes she felt like she was some sort of monster. Considering her appetite, maybe she was?

The hippo walked out the front of her house to find both Jade and a taxi-van waiting for her. Jade had managed to squeeze her 600lb frame into a lovely fur trimmed dress that seemed to cascade over her body, showing off her curves magnificantly. The sight brought a smile to the hippo girl's chubby cheeks. Squeezing into the van was a difficult task, exasperated by the fact that Jenny didn't want to lose face in front of her new friend, much less the taxi driver, but after some grunting and hauling Jade managed to help lift enough of the hippo's tummy up to climb into the back of the van. The van itself gave a little groan and sunk low to the ground. It was cramped inside, everything smelled vaguely of sweat, and Jenny was wedged between two walls with no real way of moving. At least not whilst the doors were shut behind her. Jade rode up front with the taxi driver and from the way she sometimes smiled back at her, Jenny would've almost guessed that the feox was delighted to see the hippo squeezed in as she was.

Thankfully the ride was short and Jenny was dumped with Jade out the front of the fanciest looking all you can eat buffet she'd ever seen. The double doors were widened, the patrons that waddled in and out were dressed in the fanciest looking circus tents Jenny had ever seen. None were quite as big as her but there were some who would give her a run for her money. It must have cost a fortune to get the pair of them in there, Jenny grimaced, but Jade's ear to ear grin helped her push her worries aside. She took Jade's hand and together the pair waddled into the restaurant. They were quickly seated in booths that were obviously made for plus sized patrons, but even then Jenny's tummy spilled over the top of the table.

All around them people were being served. There was a huge buffet table in the middle of the room lined with foods Jenny had never even heard of before. She'd not seen a feast so magnificent. And people didn't seem to get their own food, no they asked one of the many waiters and the waiters would go and retrieve a meal large enough to feed three ordinary people. Jade caught Jenny's awestruck look and laughed, but Jenny was too busy ordering food to pay much attention.

Meat! Well cooked meat was too much for Jenny to say no to. They had roast everything there. Literally, roast everything. And Jenny didn't hesitate to ask for large portions. Before long ducks, geese, turkeys, they sat roast, fried, cut or served whole on the table, pushed aside to make room for an entire cooked pig. Jade had seemed surprised for a moment, but not Jenny. She was just hungry. It was a feeling that had been bubbling up inside her for some time now. Her she could eat what she wanted. And not her mother's groceries but actual fine food. Food that would make a chef's mouth water. Jade must have spent a few month's paying getting them into the joint and Jenny was going to make sure every cent's worth was used.

She ripped chunks of meat off with her hands, stuffing them into her mouth two pawfuls at a time. At first Jenny would tear the meat off the bones but as a whole chicken leg got lost in the maelstrom and slid down her now grease lined throat she abandoned caution and started stuffing the smaller birds into her whole. With every bite her hunger mounted, with every chicken, duck and goose swallowed her drooling mouth would overflow a little more. She needed to be full. She /had/ to be full! Platters of fish were raised to her mouth and swallowed, her stomach sloshing and grunting as it started to push against the table. Each plate was replaced with something else as soon as it was finished by slightly astonished looking waiters. The pig disappeared piece by piece, bones and all finding their way into Jenny's bubbling cauldron of a stomach. Her dress ripped clean up the front, but Jenny didn't care. Nor did she care about the small rivers of grease that slid down her multiple chins. She couldn't see Jade past the mountain of food and her own lust for consumption but if she could she'd see the feox valiantly trying to keep pace with a veteran of gluttony.

Jade's own dress began to strain around her bulging middle, the feox's black tummy spilling into view as seems along the sides gave up the ghost. It was a round dome that lifted her soft breasts up to mash against her growing third chin, the gut sloshing and expanding with every second.

But this story is about one hog in particular, and not the one Jenny had just devoured. The pig of a hippo had gotten quite good at being fat and when the waiters replaced the scattered remains of the first pig, all but completely resting in Jenny's tummy, with another two whole roast, stuffed hogs, Jenny tore into them like she was starving. Her stomach churned around the huge amount of food it was dealing with, crumbs and scraps of meat littered her massive, jiggling, bloated mound of a body, and Jenny? It's like she didn't notice. Her rear started to spread out on the seat of the booth, her arms began to swell larger then they already were, but her stomach stole the show. It rested heavily on the ground, it pushed the table further and further away and sat feet to either side of her. It was a massive balloon of a tummy, churning and sloshing loudly just trying its best to digest its meal but was she full?

No.

"-ough."

The voice was a shock that jolted Jenny out of her gluttonous trance. She looked around at the small mountain she'd become. She was huge... how much had she eaten? The pig had attracted the attention of almost every patron in the building. There were looks of disgust and looks of admiration among her fellow furs. One of the only people who wasn't staring at her was Jade, but the feox was busy stuffing her own face. Maybe trying to catch up.

"Sorry, what did you say?" Jenny's voice was a little timid, not quite her usual low, booming pitch.

"I think you've had enough ma'am." The waiter repeated, looking down and shifting uncomfortably as though he thought that Jenny would leap out of her seat and eat him. In truth, Jenny just felt ashamed.

"Oh." She replied. She must have eaten half of the buffet table. Her eyes drifted over to the middle of the room and what she saw she would remember for years to come. An entire deep fried, stuffed, expertly prepared cow. It was lying on the biggest silver platter Jenny had ever seen. It was without a doubt in itself, the largest meal the hippo had ever seen. And she'd seen a few. Everything else sort of faded away. The other patrons, the waiter, everything went grey and then just stopped existing for poor Jenny.

"M-miss?" The waiter tried getting her attention as Jenny somehow found the power to lift herself up from her seat. Crumbs and scraps of meat fell clean from her body like a small mudslide but Jenny took as much notice of that as she did the waiter who reached out to tug on her arm. No. Jenny pushed her tummy forward in slow, panting steps, approaching the middle of the room at a respectable pace for a boulder of blubber. She didn't feel her stomach press against the side of the table, nor did she hear the table's legs start to snap. The table itself groaned and then broke, the side she was leaning on instantly collapsed into kindling sending the contents of the buffet slowly sliding towards her. It was like a dream. Like heaven. Jenny rolled ontop of her stomach and she caught the cow in her arms. Her mouth stretched wider then it had ever stretched before and the roasted bovine was slowly pushed into her salivating jaws.

Chances are no one at the buffet that day would ever forget what they saw. The hippo who swallowed the cow whole. Jenny would proceed to grab at and devour everything in arm's reach but she was officially too fat to walk. Too fat even to move. Her stomach lifted her clean off the ground.

"Alright boys, get the crane. We're going to have to drag her out of here..."

It was a good day for everyone. Except the waiters. And the chief.

And the cow.

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