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After a couple years of wanting to write a story. I decided to finally to just sit down and not stop writing until I had a story done. This has been my first every story and I will be honest with ya, I thought about quitting several times during the writing of this. In the end, I love how it came out, tho I learned a lot about the importance or planning and pacing. May be the slowly start to a weight gain story out there. Well I guess I will leave the rest up to you to judge. If you want me to write more, give me some good feedback so I know what to work to get better at.
Written by
fishinabarrrel
Edited by
Onebigthistle
Thumbnail : http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15440267/
The Food Services
Brief Character Info :
- Toby Whitewater: North American River Otter. 3'3'' with an 1'2'' tail. 85 lbs.
The morning started off the same way it did every morning did, Toby waking up the very moment the sun came glimmering through his window, just above his bed. Although waking up in this manner was not his preferred method, he did prefer it over the loud and obnoxious alarm clocks that he often saw at the store.
Taking some time to wake up and get out of bed, Toby proceeded on normal routine, heading straight to the door that lead out to the river. His den was convenient in that it had a door that opened right into the river, as well as a door that lead out to the forest. The river door was more of an underwater tunnel with a large horizontal lid hinged to the floor, however, but it was still a door nonetheless. He jumped in the tunnel and began to swim down it. With in a few feet, he was out in the rushing waters of the river he lived off.
Usually, he wasn't hungry when he first awoke, so in the mornings Toby would take a swim down to the ocean and back. It was a great way to get his appetite up for when he returned home to make breakfast. It took that brisk swim to get his body going for the day. Seeing the sun shining through the crystal clear water, he knew he was in for a great swim.
It didn't take him long to make his usual rounds down to the ocean and back. Feeling fresh and awake, he entered his home the same way he left and went to his kitchen to begin making his breakfast. As he arrived at the counter, there was a brief knock at the door. “Wonder who that could be?” Toby asked himself, now heading to the door. He didn't usually get company considering how far out in the forest he lived. He didn't even lock his doors. He opened the door and found a very wide but short box. “A package? For me? How can this even be. I have no mailbox or even an address.” He looked around to see if anyone was still before picking up the package. Sure enough it had his name on it, in full. He took a look at the return address. It simply said 'Food Services'. Curious, he proceed to take the box inside and open it on the nearest counter.
Inside the box were three small boxes labeled 'Breakfast', 'Lunch' and 'Dinner', respectfully, as well as a little note. The note read :
'Dear Toby Whitewater,
We, at Food Services, have come out with a new seasoning that we hope will better bring out the flavor of out foods. Being such a loyal member, we invite to please take this free sample for our new seasoning formula as a token of our gratitude. We hope that with your participation, we can better serve you and our other customers the best meals and service that we can.
Satisfaction Guaranteed ,
Food Services'
Toby set the letter down. “This has to be some sort of mistake. I have never been a part of 'Food Services' or have even heard of them before today”. Toby then looked at the box labeled 'Breakfast'. “Well... I might as well open it. It is still addressed to me after all.”
Inside the box was a fully prepared meal complete with several golden waffles, perfectly made hash browns, eggs and bacon, several varieties of syrup and jams, and one small bottle in the corner. It was all in a divided into sections in a large tray cover with plastic. Printed on the plastic were simple instructions. 'Spread our special seasoning evenly over the meal and microwave on high for 2 minutes'. Toby did just that, taking off the plastic, spreading the seasoning from the bottle over the meal and putting it in the microwave and waited.
It wasn't long before the microwave started beeping, signaling the meal was ready. Toby took the food out and took it to the kitchen table to eat. His first reaction was that it didn't taste any different from normal waffles or eggs or bacon. It just tasted... normal. It was still a great meal, Toby was quick to note but nothing spectacular. Once finished, he cleaned up and went to the door. From breakfast until lunch, Toby would be on the hunt for fish, oysters and other food stuffs to store in his freezer for other meals. Although he another meal ready for him for lunch, he decide it wouldn't hurt to prepare for tomorrow and jumped into his tunnel.
At first his hunt was great, catching several small fish right away but this quickly changed. His mind was preoccupied. He couldn't help but think of lunch, of that box waiting for him. “I wonder what will be waiting for me at home. I can't wait to see... although breakfast wasn't good as it was hyped to be. Maybe lunch will be better”. Toby spent several more hours trying to hunt but came to no luck. He arrived home with three small fish and massive hunger. He stomach was growling like never before and he was so tempted to eat the fish he had in his paw. He went to put the fish in the freezer and started to prepare 'Lunch' right away.
“Oh! Would you look at that. Catfish. What a perfect meal right now.” He said preparing it with the seasoning and microwaving it as the instructions said. Once done, He took it out and went to his office desk to eat. He proceeded to watch videos via his computer as he ate. He wasn't sure if it was just because he liked fish or if it was the seasoning this time, but the meal did taste better this time. He placed the empty dish next to his screen and continued to rest for a bit, patting his belly then prepared to head out to visit some friends. He was looking forward to a fun afternoon.
It was late in the afternoon when Toby came rushing through his front door. He was panting heavily and had his paw holding his stomach as it to soothe it. It was only a few minutes pasted when he would normally eat but to him it felt like hours. “Where is it?!? Where is it!?!” He said frantically as he entered the kitchen. “Ah. There it is. Good thing I didn't put it away.” He ripped open the box the box that was reserved for 'Dinner', poured over the seasoning as before and microwaved it. He took it just before the timer went off and started eating it with even taking a moment to look at what meal was prepared for him. The meal, however, was hard to ignore. It was a great big steak, full of juices and covered with sauce. He plowed through it like a wolf, patting his belly afterwards. “I don't think I should have eaten this much so quickly” Toby thought as he started to feel the pain that was resulting from his taut belly. “I think it will be best to sleep this off”. Toby then proceeded to his bed for the night and quickly passed out.
Toby let out a moan as the sun shone in his eyes as it does every morning. He rolled over slowly, feeling as if he was full of water. “Uuugh...I don't feel right” He muttered as he sat up, noticing his belly rested a little bit further down his legs than he remembered. “I couldn't have gained that much weight from yesterday” He thought, feeling his larger softer belly. “No. There is no way. I must just be noticing changes that have always been there” He concluded, standing up and heading off to do his morning swim.
It was a bright day, just like yesterday but something was off. Toby just didn't have the drive that he normally had. For the whole duration of his swim, he just fell... sluggish. Upon returning home, he felt the same way he did as when he started, maybe a bit worse. He approached the kitchen and then there was knock at the door.
Suddenly, Toby perked up and rushed to answer the door. It was a box that looked just the same as the one from the day before. Without too much thought, he took the box and ripped it open on his table, taking the breakfast box and preparing it immediately. He could hardly wait to enjoy it. He couldn't help but notice that the portions were bigger this time. “Eh, I am hungry enough anyway” He thought as he dug in. This meal was different, however, in another way. He could actively feel a tingling sensation in his stomach as he ate. It felt phenomenal. He continued on eating, unaware that his body was changing with each bite. He didn't leave a single crumb on his plate.Happy with that meal, he leaned back in his chair noticing again that his belly seemed a hair large from just his morning. “It's just from the large meal” He figured.
The remainder of his day didn't go any better as all he could think about was food and the lingering thought in his mind that he was gaining... somehow.. at an increased rate. Lunch went the same way as breakfast... tho the tingling sensation had now spread to his arms and upper tights. The effects he was feeling were still to minuet for him to pinpoint for sure... that is until dinner. During the time between lunch and dinner, Toby decide to lay in his bed and watch videos. He felt abnormally tired and barely wanted to move. It was his hunger that drove him out from under his covers to see what had happened.
He took a good long look at his belly now. There was a second roll. Right there. Right between his new moobs and belly that jutted out now to his knees. “That was not there before. Something is up.” Toby said convinced now that the food he has been receiving had to be the cause. He stood up and watched as he belly drooped down. He went straight into the kitchen and threw away the last meal for the day. Quickly, he went to the freezer to get the fish he caught the other day. As he was looking for them. He couldn't help but feel his mouth water and his brain telling him to go back for the box. The feeling he got was far too good to ignore. His search slowed as he tried to fight the box calling to him from the trash can. It was no use. Whatever was in that seasoning, had him hooked. He went to the trash can and started to prepare the last meal of the day.
It was grand: the food, the Pleasure, that feeling that he craved. Every part of that meal was like nothing he has experienced before. As he leaned back, he was amazed to see that he stomach was actually growing before his eyes. Not only that but his arms too. And his legs. He reached and felt the extra flab hanging from his arms. He smirked. Watching himself grow like this... and the feeling that resulted... gave him an idea. Toby headed to bed, eager for the next morning.
When Toby awoke the next morning, he was bigger than ever but he didn't take the time to look at himself. He went straight out of his room. It got about halfway to the door before he started panting. He had no desire to go on his morning swim... he may not even fit in the tunnel anymore. All he cared about was the package. Once he got to the door, he sat down and caught his breathe. To his surprise, the knock on the door came just as he relaxed. He opened the door right away and still there was no one there. Toby didn't mind however. He took the box and opened it on his sofa. He opened each box and took out only the seasoning. “This has to be what is causing that feeling and making everything taste so great. I must have it.” Toby said in a forceful voice before eating the content of all three bottles at once.
The effects were immediate. The tingling sensation spread throughout his entire body. Toby watched as he grew outward, slowly at first but then steadily picked up the pace. His ass wasn't too far behind, filling with soft fat gradually lifting him. His legs and arms didn't fair much better, ripping out to much the same extent as his belly, pushing themselves out as waves of flab makes it impossible for him to get his full range of reach. Slowly the fat around his midsection began to push his legs apart and his moobs rapidly swelled out in all directions. His fat was slowly drooping down the sides, laying themselves in rolls after rolls. He felt as his cheeks poofed out and became soft piles of fat on his face. His head was soon forced up but his growing neck, inflating with fat like an inner tube.
He felt the sofa strain under his new found size and weight. He tried to stand, feeling the waves of fat trying to find new positions to lay. He was panting heavily just in the act of getting into a 'standing' position. “Urrrpp.... I...I think I... took too... much...” Toby said trying to take one step forward but it was no use, there was no way he was going anywhere. His belly, his moobs, his ass, they were all growing far too quickly, reaching out over the floor. After just one attempt, he was already far to tired to tried again. He gave up and let his decision take over. Pound after pound continued to add to his frame. Soon his head was barely sticking out of his neck fat and several chins. His paws, long engulfed. He was a mound of fat, barely recognizable as an otter. It was only just past breakfast and he already felt like passing out for the day. As his body still grew, he drifted off to sleep.
Toby was awoken abruptly by the sound of several mysterious figures in his den. He tried to look around but he couldn't, he neck was neck fat not only limited his movement but was in the way of his sight. What he did see were a couple figures in all white uniforms, sporting white pants and full facial masks too. Some of them were just finishing cutting a massive hole in wall where the door was. He also noticed a few figures examining at the uneaten food boxes that he ignored in favor of the seasoning. “He got another one”, one figure said to another. “Good. Management will be pleased” replied the other, sporting a black mask, unique others. He turned to Toby. Toby was too scared to say a word. “W-what is going on” He thought, terrified.
Beeping soon could be heard as a large moving truck backed into Toby den and stopped just short of him. A metal lift lowered out of the truck right beside Toby. All but two of the figures proceeded to line up evenly on both sides of Toby. They reached under his flab and collectively lifted the massive otter onto the lift. The lift then did the rest, raising him slowly up and them back into the back of the dark truck. The black masked figure approached and reached for the drop down door. As he did, Toby got a good look at his uniform. There was a name tag just off center.
'Food Services
- Max Obee -
Satisfaction Guaranteed'
Toby's eyes widened and he immediately looked up to see the mask starring right at him. “Another. Satisfied. Customer.” He said, chuckling as he closed the door and as the truck drove away.
The End?
Written by
fishinabarrrelEdited by
OnebigthistleThumbnail : http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15440267/
The Food Services
Brief Character Info :
- Toby Whitewater: North American River Otter. 3'3'' with an 1'2'' tail. 85 lbs.
The morning started off the same way it did every morning did, Toby waking up the very moment the sun came glimmering through his window, just above his bed. Although waking up in this manner was not his preferred method, he did prefer it over the loud and obnoxious alarm clocks that he often saw at the store.
Taking some time to wake up and get out of bed, Toby proceeded on normal routine, heading straight to the door that lead out to the river. His den was convenient in that it had a door that opened right into the river, as well as a door that lead out to the forest. The river door was more of an underwater tunnel with a large horizontal lid hinged to the floor, however, but it was still a door nonetheless. He jumped in the tunnel and began to swim down it. With in a few feet, he was out in the rushing waters of the river he lived off.
Usually, he wasn't hungry when he first awoke, so in the mornings Toby would take a swim down to the ocean and back. It was a great way to get his appetite up for when he returned home to make breakfast. It took that brisk swim to get his body going for the day. Seeing the sun shining through the crystal clear water, he knew he was in for a great swim.
It didn't take him long to make his usual rounds down to the ocean and back. Feeling fresh and awake, he entered his home the same way he left and went to his kitchen to begin making his breakfast. As he arrived at the counter, there was a brief knock at the door. “Wonder who that could be?” Toby asked himself, now heading to the door. He didn't usually get company considering how far out in the forest he lived. He didn't even lock his doors. He opened the door and found a very wide but short box. “A package? For me? How can this even be. I have no mailbox or even an address.” He looked around to see if anyone was still before picking up the package. Sure enough it had his name on it, in full. He took a look at the return address. It simply said 'Food Services'. Curious, he proceed to take the box inside and open it on the nearest counter.
Inside the box were three small boxes labeled 'Breakfast', 'Lunch' and 'Dinner', respectfully, as well as a little note. The note read :
'Dear Toby Whitewater,
We, at Food Services, have come out with a new seasoning that we hope will better bring out the flavor of out foods. Being such a loyal member, we invite to please take this free sample for our new seasoning formula as a token of our gratitude. We hope that with your participation, we can better serve you and our other customers the best meals and service that we can.
Satisfaction Guaranteed ,
Food Services'
Toby set the letter down. “This has to be some sort of mistake. I have never been a part of 'Food Services' or have even heard of them before today”. Toby then looked at the box labeled 'Breakfast'. “Well... I might as well open it. It is still addressed to me after all.”
Inside the box was a fully prepared meal complete with several golden waffles, perfectly made hash browns, eggs and bacon, several varieties of syrup and jams, and one small bottle in the corner. It was all in a divided into sections in a large tray cover with plastic. Printed on the plastic were simple instructions. 'Spread our special seasoning evenly over the meal and microwave on high for 2 minutes'. Toby did just that, taking off the plastic, spreading the seasoning from the bottle over the meal and putting it in the microwave and waited.
It wasn't long before the microwave started beeping, signaling the meal was ready. Toby took the food out and took it to the kitchen table to eat. His first reaction was that it didn't taste any different from normal waffles or eggs or bacon. It just tasted... normal. It was still a great meal, Toby was quick to note but nothing spectacular. Once finished, he cleaned up and went to the door. From breakfast until lunch, Toby would be on the hunt for fish, oysters and other food stuffs to store in his freezer for other meals. Although he another meal ready for him for lunch, he decide it wouldn't hurt to prepare for tomorrow and jumped into his tunnel.
At first his hunt was great, catching several small fish right away but this quickly changed. His mind was preoccupied. He couldn't help but think of lunch, of that box waiting for him. “I wonder what will be waiting for me at home. I can't wait to see... although breakfast wasn't good as it was hyped to be. Maybe lunch will be better”. Toby spent several more hours trying to hunt but came to no luck. He arrived home with three small fish and massive hunger. He stomach was growling like never before and he was so tempted to eat the fish he had in his paw. He went to put the fish in the freezer and started to prepare 'Lunch' right away.
“Oh! Would you look at that. Catfish. What a perfect meal right now.” He said preparing it with the seasoning and microwaving it as the instructions said. Once done, He took it out and went to his office desk to eat. He proceeded to watch videos via his computer as he ate. He wasn't sure if it was just because he liked fish or if it was the seasoning this time, but the meal did taste better this time. He placed the empty dish next to his screen and continued to rest for a bit, patting his belly then prepared to head out to visit some friends. He was looking forward to a fun afternoon.
It was late in the afternoon when Toby came rushing through his front door. He was panting heavily and had his paw holding his stomach as it to soothe it. It was only a few minutes pasted when he would normally eat but to him it felt like hours. “Where is it?!? Where is it!?!” He said frantically as he entered the kitchen. “Ah. There it is. Good thing I didn't put it away.” He ripped open the box the box that was reserved for 'Dinner', poured over the seasoning as before and microwaved it. He took it just before the timer went off and started eating it with even taking a moment to look at what meal was prepared for him. The meal, however, was hard to ignore. It was a great big steak, full of juices and covered with sauce. He plowed through it like a wolf, patting his belly afterwards. “I don't think I should have eaten this much so quickly” Toby thought as he started to feel the pain that was resulting from his taut belly. “I think it will be best to sleep this off”. Toby then proceeded to his bed for the night and quickly passed out.
Toby let out a moan as the sun shone in his eyes as it does every morning. He rolled over slowly, feeling as if he was full of water. “Uuugh...I don't feel right” He muttered as he sat up, noticing his belly rested a little bit further down his legs than he remembered. “I couldn't have gained that much weight from yesterday” He thought, feeling his larger softer belly. “No. There is no way. I must just be noticing changes that have always been there” He concluded, standing up and heading off to do his morning swim.
It was a bright day, just like yesterday but something was off. Toby just didn't have the drive that he normally had. For the whole duration of his swim, he just fell... sluggish. Upon returning home, he felt the same way he did as when he started, maybe a bit worse. He approached the kitchen and then there was knock at the door.
Suddenly, Toby perked up and rushed to answer the door. It was a box that looked just the same as the one from the day before. Without too much thought, he took the box and ripped it open on his table, taking the breakfast box and preparing it immediately. He could hardly wait to enjoy it. He couldn't help but notice that the portions were bigger this time. “Eh, I am hungry enough anyway” He thought as he dug in. This meal was different, however, in another way. He could actively feel a tingling sensation in his stomach as he ate. It felt phenomenal. He continued on eating, unaware that his body was changing with each bite. He didn't leave a single crumb on his plate.Happy with that meal, he leaned back in his chair noticing again that his belly seemed a hair large from just his morning. “It's just from the large meal” He figured.
The remainder of his day didn't go any better as all he could think about was food and the lingering thought in his mind that he was gaining... somehow.. at an increased rate. Lunch went the same way as breakfast... tho the tingling sensation had now spread to his arms and upper tights. The effects he was feeling were still to minuet for him to pinpoint for sure... that is until dinner. During the time between lunch and dinner, Toby decide to lay in his bed and watch videos. He felt abnormally tired and barely wanted to move. It was his hunger that drove him out from under his covers to see what had happened.
He took a good long look at his belly now. There was a second roll. Right there. Right between his new moobs and belly that jutted out now to his knees. “That was not there before. Something is up.” Toby said convinced now that the food he has been receiving had to be the cause. He stood up and watched as he belly drooped down. He went straight into the kitchen and threw away the last meal for the day. Quickly, he went to the freezer to get the fish he caught the other day. As he was looking for them. He couldn't help but feel his mouth water and his brain telling him to go back for the box. The feeling he got was far too good to ignore. His search slowed as he tried to fight the box calling to him from the trash can. It was no use. Whatever was in that seasoning, had him hooked. He went to the trash can and started to prepare the last meal of the day.
It was grand: the food, the Pleasure, that feeling that he craved. Every part of that meal was like nothing he has experienced before. As he leaned back, he was amazed to see that he stomach was actually growing before his eyes. Not only that but his arms too. And his legs. He reached and felt the extra flab hanging from his arms. He smirked. Watching himself grow like this... and the feeling that resulted... gave him an idea. Toby headed to bed, eager for the next morning.
When Toby awoke the next morning, he was bigger than ever but he didn't take the time to look at himself. He went straight out of his room. It got about halfway to the door before he started panting. He had no desire to go on his morning swim... he may not even fit in the tunnel anymore. All he cared about was the package. Once he got to the door, he sat down and caught his breathe. To his surprise, the knock on the door came just as he relaxed. He opened the door right away and still there was no one there. Toby didn't mind however. He took the box and opened it on his sofa. He opened each box and took out only the seasoning. “This has to be what is causing that feeling and making everything taste so great. I must have it.” Toby said in a forceful voice before eating the content of all three bottles at once.
The effects were immediate. The tingling sensation spread throughout his entire body. Toby watched as he grew outward, slowly at first but then steadily picked up the pace. His ass wasn't too far behind, filling with soft fat gradually lifting him. His legs and arms didn't fair much better, ripping out to much the same extent as his belly, pushing themselves out as waves of flab makes it impossible for him to get his full range of reach. Slowly the fat around his midsection began to push his legs apart and his moobs rapidly swelled out in all directions. His fat was slowly drooping down the sides, laying themselves in rolls after rolls. He felt as his cheeks poofed out and became soft piles of fat on his face. His head was soon forced up but his growing neck, inflating with fat like an inner tube.
He felt the sofa strain under his new found size and weight. He tried to stand, feeling the waves of fat trying to find new positions to lay. He was panting heavily just in the act of getting into a 'standing' position. “Urrrpp.... I...I think I... took too... much...” Toby said trying to take one step forward but it was no use, there was no way he was going anywhere. His belly, his moobs, his ass, they were all growing far too quickly, reaching out over the floor. After just one attempt, he was already far to tired to tried again. He gave up and let his decision take over. Pound after pound continued to add to his frame. Soon his head was barely sticking out of his neck fat and several chins. His paws, long engulfed. He was a mound of fat, barely recognizable as an otter. It was only just past breakfast and he already felt like passing out for the day. As his body still grew, he drifted off to sleep.
Toby was awoken abruptly by the sound of several mysterious figures in his den. He tried to look around but he couldn't, he neck was neck fat not only limited his movement but was in the way of his sight. What he did see were a couple figures in all white uniforms, sporting white pants and full facial masks too. Some of them were just finishing cutting a massive hole in wall where the door was. He also noticed a few figures examining at the uneaten food boxes that he ignored in favor of the seasoning. “He got another one”, one figure said to another. “Good. Management will be pleased” replied the other, sporting a black mask, unique others. He turned to Toby. Toby was too scared to say a word. “W-what is going on” He thought, terrified.
Beeping soon could be heard as a large moving truck backed into Toby den and stopped just short of him. A metal lift lowered out of the truck right beside Toby. All but two of the figures proceeded to line up evenly on both sides of Toby. They reached under his flab and collectively lifted the massive otter onto the lift. The lift then did the rest, raising him slowly up and them back into the back of the dark truck. The black masked figure approached and reached for the drop down door. As he did, Toby got a good look at his uniform. There was a name tag just off center.
'Food Services
- Max Obee -
Satisfaction Guaranteed'
Toby's eyes widened and he immediately looked up to see the mask starring right at him. “Another. Satisfied. Customer.” He said, chuckling as he closed the door and as the truck drove away.
The End?
Category Story / Fat Furs
Species Otter
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 72.2 kB
Very nice well rounded story, an excellent first story :3
My only critisism is to perhaps slow the pacing down a little. Take a little more time to describe the surroundings and settings so the reader can get a better idea of whats going on.
I cant wait to see more from you :D
My only critisism is to perhaps slow the pacing down a little. Take a little more time to describe the surroundings and settings so the reader can get a better idea of whats going on.
I cant wait to see more from you :D
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