I've been a little down in the dumps lately, no real reason just you know, life happens. Since I haven't uploaded anything lately I decided to upload a story I've been holding onto. I haven't edited but hopefully there aren't too many typos.

Contains: Animal crossing, weight gain, gluttony, minor slobbish and humiliation elements

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Isabelle tapped her pen nervously against the desk, the beige and yellow coloured shizue dog doing all she could not to chew her bottom lip. That would leave her lips all chapped and flaky and that wouldn't do at all! No, everything had to be perfect for the new Mayor of Aeaea - the only problem is, who would he be? Images of different mayors ran through her mind as she waited. Would he be thin? Would he be fat? Would he be handsome, or would he... no he couldn't possibly be ugly! No Mayor of Aeaea was ever ugly. Was there even such a thing as ugly? The beige canine had just resolved to ask Portia if she'd ever come across someone who didn't look good in a suit or a fancy dress when she heard the train pulling into town.
"Ack! Oh no! I'm late!" Isabelle gathered up her clipboard and ran out of the office as fast as her sensibly shoe'd feet could carry her.

Arriving in the town square just a little out of breath Isabelle was pleasantly surprised to find that he was not indeed ugly, or unfashionable, or smelly or anything that would give her town a poor name. In fact - /she/ was rather cute! The blue haired pig that stepped off the train looked if anything a mix between shy and awestruck and it was that which gave the canine the most relief. Isabelle knew her town was in good hands now! Or... trotters, rather. She wore a simple yet business like blue dress that lay over her portly tummy before hanging over her thighs, a respectable length for a dress in this day and age. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail (although there was much more of it then Isabelle had in hers) and the canine couldn't help but notice that her new Mayor liked to play with it when she was nervous or shy. When Dotty broke out her famous cooking Isabelle couldn't help but giggle into a paw at how enthusiastic her new Mayor was to dig that piggy snout into the treats. She couldn't blame her though, Dotty made some great meals!


After the official welcome ceremony was finished and the pig (who Isabelle would learn was called Jenny) had introduced herself to all of the townsfolk, Isabelle showed her the town hall before leaving her to her own devices. She watched from the window as Jenny waddled off down the dirt path, clutching her distended tummy and oinking in what she assumed was both pleasure and embarrassment before dipping out of view among the many peach trees that called Aeaea their home, a smile breaking across her face. Phew! Honestly? Even if she was a bit on the big side, Isabelle knew that she'd make a great mayor!

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"Would you like another peach?"
"Oh, no thank you I'm full." Isabelle replied, holding up a hand and smiling what she hoped was a grateful smile. In all honesty she was stuffed! The new mayor just kept on stopping by the town hall with the fruit and whilst she had always been a fan of the sweet taste of peaches, the way their juice dribbled down her chin when she was feeling messy getting all her fur sticky, she had honestly eaten far, far too many! The shizue eyed her new mayor curiously, Jenny looked a little bigger herself, perhaps having munched on a few too many peaches her beautiful business dress was strained around a tummy that sagged down over her thighs, but the canine couldn't comment! Her own stomach was a gurgling, complaining, tightly packed ball of digesting fruit that bulged from beneath her yellow blouse, straining the buttons. She was just glad that it was hidden behind her desk.
"Aww... a-are you sure? They don't want any more at Re-tail, said they have too many peaches and nobody to give them to. But I don't want them to go to waste..."
Isabelle squeaked! The mayor looked positively disheartened! She couldn't have that. "O-oh.. alright! I really am rather hungry, I'd /love/ a peach!" She said, forcing a happy little smile. Jenny made a happy little oink and unloaded a whole backpack's worth of peaches on the desk. "Enjoy them!" She replied before waddling her way back to the mayor's seat. The canine whimpered under her breath and started to eat her meal.
Not halfway through Isabelle felt as though she were going to explode! Her stomach pushed her legs apart, the buttons of her blouse were popping one by one, oh gosh what was she doing to herself?! She looked over to the mayor and the mayor looked back, giving her an encouraging thumbs up. Isabelle tried to smile, her mouth caked with the sickeningly sweet peach juices as she tried to cram another into her mouth. It took a few hours and at one point Jenny had waddled her way out of the office but the shizue was all too determined to have the meal she was so graciously provided finished by the time her new mayor came back!
And so six pm rolled over to find a dog that looked like she'd swallowed a beach ball, cradling her stomach as it sloshed and churned noisily, the skin around her poor belly button so red and sensitive to the touch. She moaned under her breath, trailing a finger across that drum tight skin. "Gods... I'm going to pop..." The secretary mumbled before she heard the doors open.
There was Jenny, stomach twice as big as Isabelle's, grinning with a bag full of peaches slung over her back. "I saw you were -urp!- enjoying the meal so much I decided to get you some more! I just know you'll eat it all before you go home for dinner, right?"
It took all Isabelle had not to groan.

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As the sound of water running through the old town hall pipes began to dull Isabelle allowed herself the luxury of a little yawn, rubbing her freshly cleaned paws along the upper slope of her rather round stomach. Having just been to the toilet for what must be the third time this morning she was beginning to feel all to sluggish on her feet and it was no surprise, the shizue only had to look down to realise that she was constantly carrying enough fruit to feed a family for days in her poor, bloated little tummy. It hung out two feet in front of her, distended and stuffed as though she were pregnant but soft enough to dispel any delusions that she was becoming more then a bit of a porker. Taking after the new mayor, as residents liked to say these days. As she wobbled along to the desk where she had most of her interactions with the town her stomach made its own rather loud protests about the amount of food it was carrying. The constant burbling and groans coming from the sloshy distended mass was something Isabelle was fast becoming scarily used to.

No sooner had the shizu hoisted herself up on her seat (a task which took no small amount of energy considering how much of her there was to hoist) did Isabelle hear the jingle of bells as the doors to the hall opened. Her stomach clenched around its tightly packed fruity contents, her initial thoughts being, 'Oh no the mayor is back with more fruit!' but as she looked up she found herself meeting the eyes of Dotty, the town's little rabbit star. That made a lot more sense honestly, Jenny had stopped by only half an hour ago with a basket full of fruit all for her, it would be much too soon to expect the piggy mayor back with another load, glancing at the clock she anticipated she had at least another hour before she'd be expected to swallow more fruit. But Dotty /was/ looking at her rather funny as she approached the desk, holding a heavy looking basket by her side.

"Hey Porky!" Dotty paused long enough to laugh at her own sense of humour. Isabelle offered her a polite smile but couldn't quite bring herself to laugh along, her cheeks burning red as she listened to the creaking and groaning of the chair beneath her with every shift in her weight. "Oops! I keep forgetting /Jenny/ is supposed to be the piggy, you both look so alike! Better watch out Isa or you're going to be even fatter then /she/ is!!!" The rabbit girl continued, giggling to herself. Isabelle doubted Dotty had ever even had to watch what she ate, the beautiful rabbit made keeping slim seem so easy! Of course it helped that Dotty wasn't being forced to eat baskets of fruit every other hour.
"A-ah... quite!" Isabelle replied trying to keep that smile on her face. "W-well you know how it is, n-not much time to exercise when I'm cooped up behind this desk all day, right? What can I he-"
"Oh yeah!" Dotty interrupted, the shizue falling quiet. "So I ran into Jenny this morning, she was making a big orchard full of lots of different fruit and soooo many peaches! Peaches are the best, don't you think? Anyway! She was telling everyone that because she'd be so busy all day planting trees and keeping everything so healthy we should all come by and give you these-" Dotty struggled to lift the basket to the height of the desk but as soon as she did peaches tumbled out by the handful, spreading across all of Isabelle's nice, neat paperwork. "Mayor Jenny said that you really liked them and I thought well... I mean if you like them that much I just /had/ to come over and bring you some! Well, what are you waiting for? I already had one or two for me, these are all yours. Jenny says to watch you and make sure you eat every, last, one! Gosh, you're so greedy Isabelle!"
As the rabbit talked Isabelle could feel the colour draining from her face until at last she sat facing Dotty, the girl looking at her expectantly. With nothing else she could do the shizu smiled and picked up the first of the pile of peaches, bringing it to her freshly washed face and biting into it. The first peach wasn't even the worst, as if cramming it into her already tightly packed stomach wasn't bad enough each other peach seemed to be a little worse! A little harder to fit down her poor, tortured throat. She listened half heartedly to Dotty talk about the latest single from some album or another, nodding now and then whilst she crammed fruit after sticky, juicy fruit into her mouth, each one pushing out her poor tummy a little further. By the time she'd literally pushed the last one down her mouth she felt as though she'd explode! Her stomach had completely pushed up her blouse and was weighing heavily on her lap, making all manner of loud gurgles and complaints.
"And then Portia said to Jere-"
"UUUUURP!"
Dotty fell silent and Isabelle blushed. "Oh gods, excuse me! I guess I just had too much to eat..." Isabelle whimpered, rubbing around in slow circles on a stomach she could no longer wrap her arms around. She didn't want to try, feeling as though the slightest pressure would cause something to rupture.
"Oh it's no problem porky! I had to leave anyways, Jenny just wanted me to make sure you ate it all. Portia's waiting outside with a basket of her own, I'll just go and let her know that you're all done with mine!" Dotty replied, waving cheerfully before skipping lightly towards the door and out. Isabelle's stomach churned angrily. There was m-more?!

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Isabelle yawned, rubbing her eyes before squeaking. Oh no! Was that sunlight pouring through her windows?! She was going to be late! The shizue rolled out of bed and on to the ground with a heavy SPLOT. She lay there for a moment, surprised as ever to hear such a sound coming from her own body but more surprised by the jiggling of the pounds and pounds of new blubber she'd acquired within the first month of her new mayor's stay. It used to be she could roll out of bed and be ready to start the day in minutes, now...

The shizue moaned and struggled to lift herself up off the ground. Lying belly down she found it rather disheartening that she'd become so big that it was hard to find purchase on the ground with her hands and legs! Looking down her view was smothered by the two breasts that pushed back up against her large second chin. It was a trial to look over her shoulder and when she did she saw that her ass had grown as though to balance her stomach out, twin orbs of jiggling fluff that wobbled as she squirmed and tried to get up. Eventually and with a little resignation Isabelle managed to roll over onto her side and from there lift up enough of her gut to roll a thick thigh beneath it before lifting herself up off the ground. The process took about five minutes from start to finish and she found herself standing at the end of her bed, leaning on the wall breathless. "Oh Isabelle... what have you done to yourself..."

She looked over the forest of boxes that made up the furniture for most of her room for her new dress, something tailor made for her new size. She didn't want to check but the canine was sure she must be over 500lb by now! And whilst she didn't really want to point fingers she'd never had the most remote bit of trouble managing her weight until the new mayor arrived. "No..." Isabelle sighed to herself, slowly lumbering across the room and trying to ignore how many times she felt the sides of her love handles brush up against the cardboard boxes around her. "Back when all this started /I/ should have been smart enough to tell her I was full." Now though, things were different. Her stomach had been stretched so much she wondered if she'd ever /really/ feel full again. Even now it started to grumble for her pre-breakfast snack. "No time for that," She told it with a gentle pat, wincing as it sloshed and wobbled to her touch.

In the corner of the room draped in the morning's light a pretty yellow and blue dress lay atop a large box. It was the matter of a few minutes to try and slip it on, first her wobbly arms being pushed into the sleeves of the dress then pulling the fabric over her large, jiggling stomach. That was the worst part, really. Every time she put the dress on she felt like she was cramming herself into another skin. Even though the dress was miraculously big enough to cover her it did nothing to conceal her more than generous new curves, the way her broad stomach settled over her thighs and hung down to her knees when she stood, the way it lifted up her breasts until they in turn nestled against the large ring of flab that formed her chin, the way the sleeves pinched and tugged at her pillowy arm fat until little creases appeared in her blubber. It was far from perfect but what could she do about it? She was too busy at work to shop and far too busy to actually work out. With one final grunt the dress slid in place and Isabelle realised that this was in part due to the fact that she was still slick with sweat from her night of sleep. A faint odour rose from her blubbery fur and she blushed, she'd have to hope the mayor didn't notice, she was late as it is! Far too late to get some more perfume from the Nooks. The obese little shizu huffed again and lumbered her way as quickly as she could out the door, grimacing as she knocked over a lamp on the way past.

Jogging, well speed waddling really, Isabelle's way to the mayor's office was perhaps a mistake. She hadn't made it two minutes beneath the harsh morning sun before she started to lose breath. Another one minute trying to haul her horribly bloated body down the path towards work and her entire body was slick with sweat, her overtaxed heart working double time just to keep up with the demands on her new body. By the fifth minute she'd slowed down to the pace of a crawl before finally slumping against a tree, where she stayed to catch her breath for a while...


After a long morning finally bursting through the door, Isabelle yelled, "I'm sorry I'm late!!!" In a voice that was barely more then a hoarse whisper between obnoxiously loud panting for breath. Leaning against the wall (and trying not to notice how the door frame started to crack around her fat paw) the shizu huffed and gasped for breath, every part of her body jiggling and wobbling around her as her chest heaved in and out. When finally she'd mustered enough energy to lift her wobbling chins she realised that all the fuss was for nothing, the new mayor wasn't in her office yet.

With a deservedly relieved sigh Isabelle slowly picked herself up and waddled around behind her counter, or at least tried to. Where the counter met with the wall she got stuck, taking one, two steps forward before her fat wedged her between the counter and the wall. It had happened the past three days so Isabelle tried not to panic, remembering the fuss she'd caused the first time it had happened. Portia had had to come and push her out, but not before greasing her sides with butter and worst of all taking a photo to post to the bulletin board! She'd told Jay that it was to encourage all the animals of Aeaea to exercise more but Isabelle suspected that they were expending more energy laughing at it then they were exercising. Now used to getting stuck the shizu took a deep breath, exhaled, sucked in her gut and wobbled her way forwards. It was slow going but very much preferable to having to ask for help again. She realised as her sides began to make soft squelching sounds that her dress had done too good a job of absorbing her sweat, the unexpected bonus being she was now slick enough to plop free of the counter. She staggered forward a few steps, gave herself a proud little mental pat on the back and lumbered over to her new seat (the old one was replaced a few weeks ago when it er... broke...). Now situated in her chair and ready to start the day she looked across her desk to see Jenny, standing there looking back at her.

The porcine mayor had what was undoubtedly a smirk on her face. Isabelle knew she would never say as much but there was no mistaking the curl to those lips. Just seeing the mayor face to face was enough to bring a blush to her cheeks. In the time that Jenny had been living in Aeaea she'd put on her own share of weight, if Isabelle wanted to be mean she'd call Jenny a ball with arms, legs and a head but the truth was... the truth was that Isabelle was now fatter then the fat pig.

"M-mayor Jenny!" Isabelle squeaked, hiding her blush behind her paws. "I didn't know you were there... d-did you have any questions regarding the town? C-ciztizen s-satisfaction, perhaps?" Jenny adjusted her own outfit, a corset-like affair that she practically bulged out of but at least she was able to wear normal people's clothes and not some yellow and blue circus tent like what Isabelle had to wear.
"No, Isabelle darling I just came by to say good morning and watch you waddle your fat ass into that chair. I'd give you the rest of the day off to maybe do some exercise but we both know that you're far too hungry for that, right?" It was a challenge, Isabelle knew it. If she said right now, right here that she wanted the rest of the day off Jenny would grant it without a moment's hesitation. But... a paw fell to her huge, doughy side. Her stomach already felt as though it were chewing on itself, if she didn't get something to eat soon she'd practically collapse! And there was no way the shizu would be able to collect enough food to sate her tummy by herself. No the fact of the matter was that one day Isabelle might have been able to do something about her stomach, but not now. Not now that she was always hungry. She'd... she'd just have to try and eat less. Or something.
"Oh no Mayor Jenny I couldn't possibly, so much work!" Isabelle replied with a happy smile. Jenny returned it.
"Good, good! Well Dotty, Portia and Jay are coming around in an hour to bring you breakfast but I know you can't wait until then so I've got Peggy outside with the leftovers of saturday's bake sale. All for a good cause, right?" Jenny replied before waving cheerfully and waddling her way out. No sooner had the mayor left then another pig, Peggy waddled in dragging a heavy card behind her overburdened with more baked goods then Isabelle had seen together in her entire life! There must be over half a bakery stacked onto that cart alone! Feeling saliva overflow her mouth and spill onto her chins Isabelle started to slide from her chair. By the time she'd managed to get herself upright and standing, holding onto the counter for support Peggy had already wheeled the cart in front of Isabelle.
"Phew! That's all of it!" Peggy oinked happily, the pig was nowhere near as big as Jenny or Isabelle but she was still far more chubby then muscled. "Well, I'll leave you too it fatty! You know I didn't believe Jenny when she told me you requested all this, but looking at you drool now... anyways, you know the drill, I'll be sitting over here until you're done."

Isabelle didn't even bother trying to explain that she didn't really want all of it, the truth was that right here, right now she did! Not bothering to wipe the drool from her face or adjust her dress as it started to rise up the dough of her massive gut, Isabelle dove right into the contents of the cart. First a tray of brownies, then the cakes that they were stacked upon. She didn't have a fork and with the roaring of a stomach she hardly wanted to waddle away to retrieve one so she pulled pawful after pawful of cake to her wobbling chins, smearing them inside and around her mouth. Boxes of donuts and piles of croissants were devoured in a matter of minutes, the shizu not noticing the way that her stomach bloated up in front of her, the way her love handles seemed to inflate all around her. Even her back was a bloated, jiggling mass of rolls. After a few more minutes her brand new dress started to split along the sides, it was too much Isabelle even for its custom made strength to withstand. It tore clean along the sides, exposing puffy bloated patches of fur and blubber that only grew bigger the more she ate.

Halfway through the cart and she didn't feel close to sated, though she had to stand side on to it now because the sheer size of her stomach prevented her from reaching over it to retrieve more delicious goodies. Her cheeks flushed as a belch forced its way from her mouth but that didn't stop her from cramming a whole apple pie down after it. Her now fully exposed stomach was a huge fluffy tank that had burst from her new dress and rested firmly on the ground, providing something for the shizu to lean against as standing was becoming more and more exhausting. Peggy stood over to one side, her cheeks turning deeper shades of red with every passing minute. Likely she'd have left the room by now, left Isabelle to her gluttonous eating if it weren't that the new Mayor had asked her to stay until the cart was emptied. The shizu didn't really notice and she didn't really care. For Isabelle the entire world was contained in that next, icing smeared pawful of food.

Her stomach groaned and complained, even her new 500+lb frame was having trouble adjusting to this much added weight, her massive gut ballooned to the size where it was easily large enough to contain two or three whole villagers. And yet it wasn't enough. The feeling. The stretching, being full, eating, the taste of it, it was all like a sweet drug that Isabelle couldn't get enough of. She didn't care that Peggy was taking pictures on her mobile phone, she didn't care that her stretched hide was covered in crumbs and icing, that she was standing completely naked her clothing having burst off of her bloated frame some time ago. Letting out a very un-lady like belch she reached for the next treat only to find her sausage fingers streak along the smooth metal of the now empty cart. Isabelle blinked, confused for a moment. For a while there she thought the food would never stop coming. Everything had felt like a dream, like she was a plush toy being pumped full of stuffing. Now reality was bearing down on the morbidly obese, slightly drooling shizu.

"Finaaaaly," Peggy exclaimed despite the fact that only about half an hour had passes since the cart had been brought in. "I thought I'd be here all day. Boy, you really can pack it away can't you? I'm going to wheel this out but I'll be back in ten with some bed sheets that Jay gave me, they don't really go with my bed but you could wear them as a dress or... just whatever."

Isabelle hardly heard. Her stomach hurt, the whole thing more hugely distended then she ever thought possible. She'd made such a pig of herself she doubted even Jenny and Peggy together could have eaten more than she did. Hauling herself back to her desk was a labour of willpower and energy that she just didn't have, she couldn't lift her massive paunch off the ground so the bloated shizu was forced to drag it along behind her, panting and huffing for breath every step of the way. Eventually she just gave up and collapsed on her furry gut, listening to it slosh and gurgle beneath her. "Oh Isabelle... what did you do to yourself..." She mumbles in-between self pitying whimpers.

"WHOA you're fat." Portia exclaimed from the doorway as she pulled a cart in behind her. "I don't suppose you're ready for the second cart then? Jenny says it all has to go today."