Nyuhhh I'm sorry it's so short ;A;. This is just a story to help me calm down and focus on something other than pure anger and fear before an interview at starbucks. Commissioned work will be coming soon, and i thank you for your patience.
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"Come on, where is that wolf? Has Niko come in yet?" a slender cheetah in a business suit queried, tapping his foot against the linoleum flooring of the office. His secretary shook her head, "Trust me, with the way he's been lately, I would have seen him." The cheetah rose an eyebrow quizzically at her. "Oh right, you haven't been in lately, have you..." she chuckled. "You'll see what I mean." Almost as if on queue, there was a sequence of booming noises, approaching the office. The sun beams through the glass door were blocked out by white fabric. Alarmed, the cheetah took a step back, his eyes widening. The windows shook in their frames with every boom. An enormous paw appeared and pulled open the door. Niko's head popped through the door, his massive cheeks jiggling as he huffed and puffed. "S-sorry boss, I had *urp* traffic." He strained and pushed to get into the double-wide doors, finally breaking free and landing on his stomach with a huge thunderous boom. The cheetah's jaw dropped open, "Niko... What happened to you, you're huge!" Niko got onto his feet with difficulty, "Yeah I know, it's great!" "W-well... It's your life, I suppose," the cheetah spoke, trailing off at the end as he watched one of Niko's shirt buttons warily, as it threatened to pop off. "Shall we start the meeting then?" "Absolutely," Niko grinned, waddling off after the cheetah. As they walked (or in Niko's case, waddled) down the hallway towards the meeting room, the cheetah wondered how Niko got to his size. The wolf was a slender, young businessman just a month ago, and now he looks like he weighs 700 pounds! As they walked into the meeting room, the cheetah's eyes widened as he looked around the room at the furs. Every single one of them was at least 600 pounds or more. He stared at the desk and saw why. The catering company had laid out a feast for them, a lot more than they had agreed on before he had left a month ago to go on vacation. "W-what...? What's going on here?" he asked confusedly at the feline who catered his events. "Sir, your colleagues kept being hungry, even after all the food I made was gone. I had to start making more, and since you're on a set price, it won't cost you a dime." He started to calm down, "Is that so? Well then, I suppose it couldn't hurt, just so long as everyone's happy." The cheetah sat down in an empty chair and looked around at the furs chowing down on the feast before them. Hesitantly, he took a plate of food. The second the food touched his tongue, his taste buds turned on to overdrive. He had never tasted food so good in his life. They continued to eat until the food was completely gone and the chef had left.

"Well then, *urp* e-excuse me... Shall we get on with the meeting?" the cheetah asked. All the furs in front of him looked over, their eyes glazed from an incoming food coma, so he knew he had to work fast. They got their work done and every one of the furs waddled out the doors, with more effort for some than others. "This is a real issue," he thought as he cleaned the papers off the table, "Pretty soon, all my workers won't be able to even move! What am I going to do...?" He picked up a newspaper and an ad caught his eye. "What's this? Looks like something out of a sci-fi flick." It showed a desk with an enormous chair and an array of buttons, each one of them doing something an immobile fur wouldn't be able to do otherwise. He pocketed the paper and left the room, heading for home.

Niko waddled through the doors the next day, "Urf...morning!" he waved at the secretary. She smiled warmly, "Niko dear, you're going to want to go straight upstairs to your work station. The boss sent out a mass email to all workers and it's very important." His ears perked up in alarm, "Is everything alright?" She nodded, but didn't say anything else. He waddled over to the elevator, his footsteps thudding against the floor. As he got inside, he heard the elevator struggle to carry him upwards. With a few grinding gears, the door opened. The office was oddly empty, which emphasized his fears. "Shit, I'm getting fired, I knew it." Forlornly, he waddled slowly over to his desk and sat down, his chair creaking and groaning in protest, it's death screeches amplified by the quiet work space. He clicked a few times to open his email, seeing a red URGENT envelope icon inside. Whimpering, he clicked it open. "Colleagues, we have been chosen to trial run a new product. It will be at your home before you get off work. You will not be needing to come into the office any longer. Everything else will be explained once you get home." The wolf's tail tried to wag, squished between his massive asscheeks. "I'm not fired? Sweet!" His day went as usual and he waddled to his car as quick as he could when it came time to leave.

Once he got home, he saw a delivery man pull up to his house. "Oh hello. You must be mister Niko? Sign here please and I'll get this set up for ya." Niko did so, staring at the huge box before him. A picture was plastered on the side of the crate, showing a desk with a huge chair. "Huh. Well that was nice of the boss to give us." About thirty minutes later, it was set up, with the computer linked to the desk's button array and everything. Eagerly, the wolf sat down in the chair. It was the first time in a month he felt he had room to spare in a chair. Almost giggling with giddy joy, he started pressing a few buttons. A slight heating sensation came from the left side of the desk. "Oh shit, did I break it?!" he panicked. A few moments later, a ding sounded from the heat source and a drawer popped open. A pizza lay inside, freshly cooked. "Oh. My. God." His eyes grew wide as dinner plates. It was every gainer's dream, having a machine that makes your food for you! Hell, with all the buttons here, one of which linking a basin in the chair to the bathroom piping, he didn't even have to move from the desk. He could live just sitting here. Grinning, he began eating the pizza.

About a week later, the wolf had become so huge from just sitting and playing video games or working and eating massive amounts of junk food, he couldn't even move. His shirt was stained with pizza grease and condiments of all colors. His belly squished against the edge of the desk more and more as he grew. It started to droop down towards the floor and he sometimes wondered when it would hit it's destination. A knock came from the door and he mumbled through a mouthful of chips, "Come in, the door's open! *BURP*" A very fat feline stood in the doorway, smiling at him. "So how's the desk working out for you, Niko?" "Boss?! Is that you?" Niko chuckled. The cheetah nodded, making his chins and cheeks jiggle. "As you can see, the desk has been working for me quite well. This is actually the first time I've had to get up and move around since I've had them shipped! I'm just making my rounds, making sure everyone's liking the new system, then I'm going home. To be honest, I'm starving!"

It had been 2 months since Niko had started his job and a month since the desk came into his life. He was nothing more than an immobile blob now. His belly had reached the floor a week before and his rump squished against the sides of the chair made for massive furs. He couldn't be happier than with the life he had now.