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Back in 2013, I had posted an original 'fat furry' story of mine - that first appeared in the (now-defunct) "Alden's Story Locker" website - entitled "Dirq, the Ice Cream-Lovin' Raccoon". It's the misadventures of a raccoon in a (nameless) national park, whose appetite leads him to both an ice cream factory and big trouble (with a capital B)!
Because of the popularity of this tale from said "...Story Locker", I had written a sequel to it, which was also posted in the website. But, regrettably, when I wanted to post this sequel here in "Fur Affinity", said website was down and out. So, I'd thought my original work was lost and gone from the Internet forever...
That was until last month, when I came across a 'hard copy' edition of the sequel (while I was cleaning up my cluttered condo). I was quite relieved to find the entire work intact. But, because of the extra length of this story, I'd felt that it would be better for me to present it in a serialized format (with one chapter per week), rather than waste most of my spare time reediting the entire work as one humongous presentation.
So, prepare to be reintroduced to 'Dirq' (whose name - if you move each of his letters three spaces forward - spells out the word 'glut'), as his newest misadventure picks up where his last one left off.
(BTW, if you haven't read the first story yet, and would like to be acquainted with the ravenous ringtailed character, check out "Dirq, the Ice Cream-Lovin' Raccoon" at the following link: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11198749/ . You'll be glad you did!) CCC>
It had been several weeks since the Frost-O-Rama Company - makers of ice cream and ice cream treats - went out of business. The factory, located on the outskirts of a national park, had closed down - due, supposedly, to the theft of a whole day's (mass-produced) supply of vanilla ice cream.
Speculation had it that a band of crooks had broken into the factory with a tanker truck, and emptied out the entire contents from one of its huge dispensers with the use of a fire hose... but only two Frost-O-Rama employees, and a lumberjack friend of theirs, knew the absolute truth about the disappearance of the vanilla ice cream...
It seemed that a raccoon (with a 'sweet tooth') had found his way into the factory one night, and used the hose to consume almost all of the frozen dessert - distending his furry body to the size of two ice cream delivery trucks!
With the help of the lumberjack, the two employees had the bloated raccoon removed from the premises, and concocted the story of the tanker truck thieves - fearing that no one would believe the real facts. (Long afterwards, they began to doubt the facts themselves.)
In the parking lot of the now-defunct factory, a big, black limousine pulled up to the building. From the back door, a very distinguished- looking gentleman stepped out of the vehicle. In his left hand, he was holding a cell phone close to his ear, as he was continuing a conversation he'd begun inside the limousine.
"...Yes. The location is perfect. I'm going to like running things from here... No, no, don't worry about a thing... Whatever caused the mishap here, won't reoccur. We at Light 'n' Airy Dairy won't make the same mistakes that Frost-O-Rama made in the past...
"...Well, for starters, we'll be placing a number of surveillance cameras around the factory, as well as a few of them here in the parking lot... If anyone or any THING gets into this place, our special security guards will have a battery of monitors, covering the entire facility, and catch any or all trespassers in the act...
"...As for the inner workings of the factory, we're going to renovate the place... Yes, a complete overhaul... Instead of using those dispensers, we'll have giant vats - like the ones in our New York and Chicago factories... That's right. We're using our cost-effective approach of making and selling our ice cream... Each vat will contain several spigots at the bottom... Each spigot will release equal amounts of compressed air into our secret ice cream formula, mixing the ingredients without the use of cumbersome blades... Yes, our patented 'air-whipped procedure' had not only saved us a fortune, we could easily pass the savings onto our customers... That's right; We COULD pass the savings onto our customers! But I'll think about it... Heh, heh, heh...
"...The renovations should be finished in the Fall, and we'll be up and running by the New Year... Don't worry about a thing, Chief. Like I'd said before, where Frost-O-Rama screwed up, Light 'n' Airy will succeed... You can bank on it!"
And with that, the distinguished-looking gentleman (evidently, a CEO) put away his cell phone, got back into the limousine, and gave some orders to his chauffeur (who drove the two of them off of the parking lot).
About that same time of the day, in a very remote section of the national park, one of the rangers was making his daily rounds. He had entered a confidential region where no other human beings (tourists and alike) were allowed to be. It was there that the ranger was helping to rehabilitate a small group of animals...
Although, to call these animals 'small' would be somewhat of a misnomer, if anyone saw what each one of them looked like!
It seemed that this so-called 'small group of animals' were each affected by human intervention and overindulgence in consuming human foods (instead of eating what nature had intended for each one of them). As a result, each beast looked more like a giant furry 'boulder', with the head and limbs practically enveloped within each enormous body!
It was the ranger's job to help each animal return to normal size, by giving them small amounts of water (to prevent dehydration) and a few (very few) wild berries. He used a small thin hose to deliver the nourishment into the mouth of each buried head.
He would then reach into another orifice of the 'boulder', and slowly rotate one of the legs, and would repeat the process for each of the other legs... This would be the 'exercise program' for each animal.
Among the oversized fauna was a female grizzly bear who ate too many marshmallows, a red fox who loved cookies (especially chocolate chip ones), a skunk who had 'pigged out' on candy coated raisins, a squirrel who couldn't get enough of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, a badger with a fetish for 'smores'... and, largest of all, a certain raccoon who ate more vanilla ice cream than humanly possible!
"Okay, Dirq," said the ranger, "It's your turn."
After giving Dirq his ration of water and berries, the ranger reached into the gigantic grey 'orb', and rotated the first of his four submerged limbs.
"I'm just glad each of you have reached your 'saturation point'... I hope that you've all learned your lesson about eating human food..."
From deep within his rounded body, Dirq could hear the ranger talking. (It was a tad muffled, but clear nevertheless.) He wished he would just walk away from this lecture, but he was still in a state of inactivity from all that ice cream he'd eaten weeks ago...
Suddenly, he'd sensed a feeling of motion. The ranger was rolling his massive body around the area, navigating the rotund raccoon around the other corpulent critters, before being returned to the starting point. A loud gurgling sound emanated deep within the gut of the ringtailed rascal. His exercise for the day was over.
"You're next, Red," said the ranger to the fox (or what looked like a giant red pincushion, without the pins)...
Because "Dirq Meets Satin" is being presented in serialized form, here are the links to the remaining chapters in this story:
Chapter Two: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16707313/
Chapter Three: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16764956/
Chapter Four: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16834149/
Chapter Five: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16896757/
Chapter Six: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16954419/
Chapter Seven: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/17010937/
Chapter Eight and Epilogue: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/17018209/
Because of the popularity of this tale from said "...Story Locker", I had written a sequel to it, which was also posted in the website. But, regrettably, when I wanted to post this sequel here in "Fur Affinity", said website was down and out. So, I'd thought my original work was lost and gone from the Internet forever...
That was until last month, when I came across a 'hard copy' edition of the sequel (while I was cleaning up my cluttered condo). I was quite relieved to find the entire work intact. But, because of the extra length of this story, I'd felt that it would be better for me to present it in a serialized format (with one chapter per week), rather than waste most of my spare time reediting the entire work as one humongous presentation.
So, prepare to be reintroduced to 'Dirq' (whose name - if you move each of his letters three spaces forward - spells out the word 'glut'), as his newest misadventure picks up where his last one left off.
(BTW, if you haven't read the first story yet, and would like to be acquainted with the ravenous ringtailed character, check out "Dirq, the Ice Cream-Lovin' Raccoon" at the following link: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11198749/ . You'll be glad you did!) CCC>
- - - - - - - - - - "Dirq Meets Satin" - - - - - - - - - - CHAPTER ONE It had been several weeks since the Frost-O-Rama Company - makers of ice cream and ice cream treats - went out of business. The factory, located on the outskirts of a national park, had closed down - due, supposedly, to the theft of a whole day's (mass-produced) supply of vanilla ice cream.
Speculation had it that a band of crooks had broken into the factory with a tanker truck, and emptied out the entire contents from one of its huge dispensers with the use of a fire hose... but only two Frost-O-Rama employees, and a lumberjack friend of theirs, knew the absolute truth about the disappearance of the vanilla ice cream...
It seemed that a raccoon (with a 'sweet tooth') had found his way into the factory one night, and used the hose to consume almost all of the frozen dessert - distending his furry body to the size of two ice cream delivery trucks!
With the help of the lumberjack, the two employees had the bloated raccoon removed from the premises, and concocted the story of the tanker truck thieves - fearing that no one would believe the real facts. (Long afterwards, they began to doubt the facts themselves.)
In the parking lot of the now-defunct factory, a big, black limousine pulled up to the building. From the back door, a very distinguished- looking gentleman stepped out of the vehicle. In his left hand, he was holding a cell phone close to his ear, as he was continuing a conversation he'd begun inside the limousine.
"...Yes. The location is perfect. I'm going to like running things from here... No, no, don't worry about a thing... Whatever caused the mishap here, won't reoccur. We at Light 'n' Airy Dairy won't make the same mistakes that Frost-O-Rama made in the past...
"...Well, for starters, we'll be placing a number of surveillance cameras around the factory, as well as a few of them here in the parking lot... If anyone or any THING gets into this place, our special security guards will have a battery of monitors, covering the entire facility, and catch any or all trespassers in the act...
"...As for the inner workings of the factory, we're going to renovate the place... Yes, a complete overhaul... Instead of using those dispensers, we'll have giant vats - like the ones in our New York and Chicago factories... That's right. We're using our cost-effective approach of making and selling our ice cream... Each vat will contain several spigots at the bottom... Each spigot will release equal amounts of compressed air into our secret ice cream formula, mixing the ingredients without the use of cumbersome blades... Yes, our patented 'air-whipped procedure' had not only saved us a fortune, we could easily pass the savings onto our customers... That's right; We COULD pass the savings onto our customers! But I'll think about it... Heh, heh, heh...
"...The renovations should be finished in the Fall, and we'll be up and running by the New Year... Don't worry about a thing, Chief. Like I'd said before, where Frost-O-Rama screwed up, Light 'n' Airy will succeed... You can bank on it!"
And with that, the distinguished-looking gentleman (evidently, a CEO) put away his cell phone, got back into the limousine, and gave some orders to his chauffeur (who drove the two of them off of the parking lot).
- - - - - - - - - - About that same time of the day, in a very remote section of the national park, one of the rangers was making his daily rounds. He had entered a confidential region where no other human beings (tourists and alike) were allowed to be. It was there that the ranger was helping to rehabilitate a small group of animals...
Although, to call these animals 'small' would be somewhat of a misnomer, if anyone saw what each one of them looked like!
It seemed that this so-called 'small group of animals' were each affected by human intervention and overindulgence in consuming human foods (instead of eating what nature had intended for each one of them). As a result, each beast looked more like a giant furry 'boulder', with the head and limbs practically enveloped within each enormous body!
It was the ranger's job to help each animal return to normal size, by giving them small amounts of water (to prevent dehydration) and a few (very few) wild berries. He used a small thin hose to deliver the nourishment into the mouth of each buried head.
He would then reach into another orifice of the 'boulder', and slowly rotate one of the legs, and would repeat the process for each of the other legs... This would be the 'exercise program' for each animal.
Among the oversized fauna was a female grizzly bear who ate too many marshmallows, a red fox who loved cookies (especially chocolate chip ones), a skunk who had 'pigged out' on candy coated raisins, a squirrel who couldn't get enough of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, a badger with a fetish for 'smores'... and, largest of all, a certain raccoon who ate more vanilla ice cream than humanly possible!
"Okay, Dirq," said the ranger, "It's your turn."
After giving Dirq his ration of water and berries, the ranger reached into the gigantic grey 'orb', and rotated the first of his four submerged limbs.
"I'm just glad each of you have reached your 'saturation point'... I hope that you've all learned your lesson about eating human food..."
From deep within his rounded body, Dirq could hear the ranger talking. (It was a tad muffled, but clear nevertheless.) He wished he would just walk away from this lecture, but he was still in a state of inactivity from all that ice cream he'd eaten weeks ago...
Suddenly, he'd sensed a feeling of motion. The ranger was rolling his massive body around the area, navigating the rotund raccoon around the other corpulent critters, before being returned to the starting point. A loud gurgling sound emanated deep within the gut of the ringtailed rascal. His exercise for the day was over.
"You're next, Red," said the ranger to the fox (or what looked like a giant red pincushion, without the pins)...
- - - - - - - - - - TO BE CONTINUED... Story © 2002 by Rob Cat - - - - - - - - - - Because "Dirq Meets Satin" is being presented in serialized form, here are the links to the remaining chapters in this story:
Chapter Two: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16707313/
Chapter Three: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16764956/
Chapter Four: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16834149/
Chapter Five: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16896757/
Chapter Six: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16954419/
Chapter Seven: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/17010937/
Chapter Eight and Epilogue: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/17018209/
Category Story / Fat Furs
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