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An art-trade story for 
vomits, about his Gryphon/Owl OC Barnaby.
Link to how Barnaby looks like: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/19362065/
Barnaby belongs to vomits
It had truly been a very hard working day for Barnaby.
It wasn’t easy having to handle being a truck driver all day for the male Owl-Gryphon.
Having to keep your eye on the road and being stuck behind that driver seat all day, with next to nothing to eat for hours and hours!
It was a good thing that he always spent all of his lunch breaks at that greasy dinner with the super fatting food, or else he would have starved inside of his vehicle!
He usually always would have more then enough food in his gut to handle a full work day, but today it has happen to be an extra hot day which caused his already pretty heating workplace to work almost like a sauna to him!
The heat had been so bad that he actually had to be a bit daring and only drive in his own feather suit so that he wouldn’t faint out of the heat waves! (Luckily being at truck driver meant that you where sitting and driving at a very high place, meaning that nobody would be able to spot that it wasn’t just his shirt missing.)
And when having such a big belly as he had he could always lie and say that he was still wearing his underwear, since it was blocking so much while inside the tight space that nobody could really see past down it.
Being so warm that you need to have your windows rolled down, your AC turned up to max, and even drive fully naked truly felt almost like a sort of torture for any fat fur, so when finally being able to quit for the day and head back home Barnaby knew that he just wanted to rest!
But it was not just rest that he was looking after, as the increased heat inside of his truck had also made the temperatures inside of his belly increasing, and that as a result made all of the food he had been eating for lunch to digest a whole lot quicker!
It had helped building up his pudge, but it had also in terms made him a lot more hungry quicker the normally!
So once getting inside of his house the Mythological Avian hadn’t so much as managed to sit down in his own couch before his belly started to yell for food!
“Oh really?!” Barnaby whined to himself as he looked up at the clock and saw that it was still about 3 more hours until he usually would make dinner!
“Listen belly! I have a system for how I eat, and that’s the way my body is comfortable with. If I suddenly make dinner now then it will just end up with me getting really hungry again just when I have to go to bed.”
“Messing up with the balance now will affect the rest of my day. Do you get it?” He asked his own belly in a very demanding tone, and almost like it was trying to answer him his belly yelled back at him even louder then before!
“To bad, cause I am eating my dinner at 6, and that’s it!” He said as he looked at the clock (That was currently 3:05 in the afternoon.), and couldn’t help but worry that he might not have the will power to actually wait out those hours.
His belly wouldn’t stop growling in hunger pains as Barnaby tried to do anything to ignore the sounds of it.
He tried reading a book, watching videos on the Internet, and even started vacuum cleaning his house! (As he hoped that if anything the sound of the vacuum would overpower his belly.)
But his belly wasn’t just pure sound as it also gave him slight pains that only grew harder as the minutes passed by at what felt like a snails pace!
Eventually Barnaby felt that he would almost go crazy if he didn’t get to eat soon, and he looked at the clock to see that it now was 3:35.
A half-hour had passed, but there was still about 2 and a half hour left until it was proper dinnertime!
Feeling that he was not going to be able to take it any longer Barnaby suddenly was struck with an idea, and he was prepared to make a negotiation with his belly.
“How about this? I let myself have a small snack just this once, and then we patiently wait for dinner?” He asked his looming sack of fat who in respond did give out a growl, but this time it wasn’t as loud as of before and sounded a lot more “pleased” with that idea.
“Great! Let’s just see what I should pick?” Barnaby asked himself as he got up and started looking around.
He hadn’t more then entered the hallway of his house until his eyes glued stuck towards one of the many treats he had laying around.
The Cookie Jar!
It had been a bit of a bad habit, but he just couldn’t help it!
After a hard day at work he would always pick out one from the jar and chew on it, as he then was getting comfy in his chair.
One this day he had even been taking 2 to comprehend how quickly he lost his lunch, but as it was proven now that hadn’t been nearly enough for him.
Looking first at the jar and then at his belly, Barnaby was pondering whether this was a good idea or not.
“Just a few more cookies…” He thought. “…That shouldn’t hurt to badly.”
He then open up the lid, and just the smell of those tasty cookies made his belly growl like crazy, and he felt that his wasn’t so sure anymore on how much “a few cookies” was!
For a start he decided to just stick one of his paws inside and eat as many cookies that he could grab, but after shoving them into his mouth the sweet taste of said cookies made it downright impossible to not take more!
“Just a few more…” He thought as he took another paw, and then another, and then ANOTHER!!!
Just as he was saying to himself that “THIS will be my last one!” his paw reached in and found nothing!
Looking into the empty cookie jar and then feeling how much at the opposite of full he was, Barnaby realised that he had in fact been eating all of the cookies!
“I hope you stay happy now, cause I am very sure this will affect my dinner somehow!” The fat Owl-Gryphon said as he sat down into his couch again, and thanks to the very hot weather he started to feel like he needed a rest.
(And while he would mostly be resting, the intense sunshine was making sure that his belly would still be working overtime on digesting everything he had recently been eating at a steady pace!)
And while small snacks would give him a lasting impact on his waist, it would only stay into his stomach sack for a very short time before being digested and empty once again.
As he was just resting in his couch Barnaby’s belly suddenly started to growl out loudly again and woke him up!
“How can this be?! I emptied the whole cookie jar on you!” Barnaby said (thinking that this just was some kind of trick from his belly), but the pain from within told him that this was once again genuine hunger he felt.
Looking at his clock now he could see that it was 4:15.
He had been managing to make some time pass by sleeping, but it was still a long time until it was dinner.
“Guess I need to find something else to feed you if you want to stay happy?” Barnaby asked sarcastically, but his did give a small growl in response to that. (As if to say, “Yes.”)
Heading towards the kitchen Barnaby looked through different draws and cabins until he found what he was looking for.
The Candy Bars!
It was a secret supply of caramel and nougat bars that he was only bring out when he really wanted to spoil himself. (And right now he felt that this was a situation best suited for these.)
And compared to the cookies the Candy Bars supply was almost 4 times as huge, with several 100s of them stocked together!
He picked up one just to make his belly shut up, but upon having it touch his tongue something clicked inside his mind!
It had been such a long time since he had been having one, and that was cause these things where so freaking sweet and addictive!
He only brought then out for special occasions and parties, and even then he kept the amount of them for eating limited for him and his guests.
Now he was standing right by this personal storage, with his taste buds going crazy over it, and with a big hungry belly that was shouting for more!
This could only end in one way.
If someone had been to ask Barnaby afterwards what had happen then he would have probably not been able to tell you anything, as from that first bite his mind had been going into some kind of comatose state as his belly took full control over the rest of his body, and ordered it to eat all the candy bars it could store!
All kinds of manner and pace when eating was completely tossed out the window now as the owl-gryphon (almost like a zombie now) just violently wrapped the paper off the bars, and then just pressed as many as he could into his mouth at once, before only chewing a few times before swallowing it all in one go!
This went on for several rounds, and as he started devouring every new pack the avian mix was getting more and more “wild” in his eating, as he didn’t seem to notice or care was parts of the papers was still attached to the candy as he swallowed, or that half of the candy bars ended up as big messy marks over his face and feathery paws!
And when his belly finally felt that it was not going to be able to store much more it just ordered it’s host to grab a bit pile of candy bars with both paws, and then basically had him to swallow them whole without even chewing! (And with all of them still wrapped up perfectly!)
Having stuffed himself beyond belief Barnaby finally got his mind back in control for a few seconds, and all he felt was his painfully full belly before he suddenly felt it all go black as he fell down onto the floor to rest off his meal!
Upon waking up Barnaby felt almost a little sick, as despite his bellies best efforts of digesting, it was still nowhere near getting all of those candy bars worked on yet!
After first seeing his messy paws, then nearly empty storage of candy bars, and then finally his giant belly he pretty quickly got a good idea on what had happen.
Crawling back up onto his legs again Barnaby looked up to see that the clock was now 5:55. (Only 5 minutes from his dinnertime.)
Despite that almost perfect timing the Owl-Gryphon knew that there was no way he would be able to eat even a small olive in his current state!
His belly had a will and a strength that he hadn’t been underestimating, and now he had been paying the price of letting it get the upper hand.
Sitting back into his couch again he just put a resting paw on top of his bloated middle and said “Guess I have to settle for trying to have a late dinner before bedtime instead.” to which his stomach growled loudly in protest, and he understood that maybe not trying to stuff anything else into this dome for the rest of this day was the safest bet.
vomits, about his Gryphon/Owl OC Barnaby.Link to how Barnaby looks like: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/19362065/
Barnaby belongs to
vomitsIt had truly been a very hard working day for Barnaby.
It wasn’t easy having to handle being a truck driver all day for the male Owl-Gryphon.
Having to keep your eye on the road and being stuck behind that driver seat all day, with next to nothing to eat for hours and hours!
It was a good thing that he always spent all of his lunch breaks at that greasy dinner with the super fatting food, or else he would have starved inside of his vehicle!
He usually always would have more then enough food in his gut to handle a full work day, but today it has happen to be an extra hot day which caused his already pretty heating workplace to work almost like a sauna to him!
The heat had been so bad that he actually had to be a bit daring and only drive in his own feather suit so that he wouldn’t faint out of the heat waves! (Luckily being at truck driver meant that you where sitting and driving at a very high place, meaning that nobody would be able to spot that it wasn’t just his shirt missing.)
And when having such a big belly as he had he could always lie and say that he was still wearing his underwear, since it was blocking so much while inside the tight space that nobody could really see past down it.
Being so warm that you need to have your windows rolled down, your AC turned up to max, and even drive fully naked truly felt almost like a sort of torture for any fat fur, so when finally being able to quit for the day and head back home Barnaby knew that he just wanted to rest!
But it was not just rest that he was looking after, as the increased heat inside of his truck had also made the temperatures inside of his belly increasing, and that as a result made all of the food he had been eating for lunch to digest a whole lot quicker!
It had helped building up his pudge, but it had also in terms made him a lot more hungry quicker the normally!
So once getting inside of his house the Mythological Avian hadn’t so much as managed to sit down in his own couch before his belly started to yell for food!
“Oh really?!” Barnaby whined to himself as he looked up at the clock and saw that it was still about 3 more hours until he usually would make dinner!
“Listen belly! I have a system for how I eat, and that’s the way my body is comfortable with. If I suddenly make dinner now then it will just end up with me getting really hungry again just when I have to go to bed.”
“Messing up with the balance now will affect the rest of my day. Do you get it?” He asked his own belly in a very demanding tone, and almost like it was trying to answer him his belly yelled back at him even louder then before!
“To bad, cause I am eating my dinner at 6, and that’s it!” He said as he looked at the clock (That was currently 3:05 in the afternoon.), and couldn’t help but worry that he might not have the will power to actually wait out those hours.
His belly wouldn’t stop growling in hunger pains as Barnaby tried to do anything to ignore the sounds of it.
He tried reading a book, watching videos on the Internet, and even started vacuum cleaning his house! (As he hoped that if anything the sound of the vacuum would overpower his belly.)
But his belly wasn’t just pure sound as it also gave him slight pains that only grew harder as the minutes passed by at what felt like a snails pace!
Eventually Barnaby felt that he would almost go crazy if he didn’t get to eat soon, and he looked at the clock to see that it now was 3:35.
A half-hour had passed, but there was still about 2 and a half hour left until it was proper dinnertime!
Feeling that he was not going to be able to take it any longer Barnaby suddenly was struck with an idea, and he was prepared to make a negotiation with his belly.
“How about this? I let myself have a small snack just this once, and then we patiently wait for dinner?” He asked his looming sack of fat who in respond did give out a growl, but this time it wasn’t as loud as of before and sounded a lot more “pleased” with that idea.
“Great! Let’s just see what I should pick?” Barnaby asked himself as he got up and started looking around.
He hadn’t more then entered the hallway of his house until his eyes glued stuck towards one of the many treats he had laying around.
The Cookie Jar!
It had been a bit of a bad habit, but he just couldn’t help it!
After a hard day at work he would always pick out one from the jar and chew on it, as he then was getting comfy in his chair.
One this day he had even been taking 2 to comprehend how quickly he lost his lunch, but as it was proven now that hadn’t been nearly enough for him.
Looking first at the jar and then at his belly, Barnaby was pondering whether this was a good idea or not.
“Just a few more cookies…” He thought. “…That shouldn’t hurt to badly.”
He then open up the lid, and just the smell of those tasty cookies made his belly growl like crazy, and he felt that his wasn’t so sure anymore on how much “a few cookies” was!
For a start he decided to just stick one of his paws inside and eat as many cookies that he could grab, but after shoving them into his mouth the sweet taste of said cookies made it downright impossible to not take more!
“Just a few more…” He thought as he took another paw, and then another, and then ANOTHER!!!
Just as he was saying to himself that “THIS will be my last one!” his paw reached in and found nothing!
Looking into the empty cookie jar and then feeling how much at the opposite of full he was, Barnaby realised that he had in fact been eating all of the cookies!
“I hope you stay happy now, cause I am very sure this will affect my dinner somehow!” The fat Owl-Gryphon said as he sat down into his couch again, and thanks to the very hot weather he started to feel like he needed a rest.
(And while he would mostly be resting, the intense sunshine was making sure that his belly would still be working overtime on digesting everything he had recently been eating at a steady pace!)
And while small snacks would give him a lasting impact on his waist, it would only stay into his stomach sack for a very short time before being digested and empty once again.
As he was just resting in his couch Barnaby’s belly suddenly started to growl out loudly again and woke him up!
“How can this be?! I emptied the whole cookie jar on you!” Barnaby said (thinking that this just was some kind of trick from his belly), but the pain from within told him that this was once again genuine hunger he felt.
Looking at his clock now he could see that it was 4:15.
He had been managing to make some time pass by sleeping, but it was still a long time until it was dinner.
“Guess I need to find something else to feed you if you want to stay happy?” Barnaby asked sarcastically, but his did give a small growl in response to that. (As if to say, “Yes.”)
Heading towards the kitchen Barnaby looked through different draws and cabins until he found what he was looking for.
The Candy Bars!
It was a secret supply of caramel and nougat bars that he was only bring out when he really wanted to spoil himself. (And right now he felt that this was a situation best suited for these.)
And compared to the cookies the Candy Bars supply was almost 4 times as huge, with several 100s of them stocked together!
He picked up one just to make his belly shut up, but upon having it touch his tongue something clicked inside his mind!
It had been such a long time since he had been having one, and that was cause these things where so freaking sweet and addictive!
He only brought then out for special occasions and parties, and even then he kept the amount of them for eating limited for him and his guests.
Now he was standing right by this personal storage, with his taste buds going crazy over it, and with a big hungry belly that was shouting for more!
This could only end in one way.
If someone had been to ask Barnaby afterwards what had happen then he would have probably not been able to tell you anything, as from that first bite his mind had been going into some kind of comatose state as his belly took full control over the rest of his body, and ordered it to eat all the candy bars it could store!
All kinds of manner and pace when eating was completely tossed out the window now as the owl-gryphon (almost like a zombie now) just violently wrapped the paper off the bars, and then just pressed as many as he could into his mouth at once, before only chewing a few times before swallowing it all in one go!
This went on for several rounds, and as he started devouring every new pack the avian mix was getting more and more “wild” in his eating, as he didn’t seem to notice or care was parts of the papers was still attached to the candy as he swallowed, or that half of the candy bars ended up as big messy marks over his face and feathery paws!
And when his belly finally felt that it was not going to be able to store much more it just ordered it’s host to grab a bit pile of candy bars with both paws, and then basically had him to swallow them whole without even chewing! (And with all of them still wrapped up perfectly!)
Having stuffed himself beyond belief Barnaby finally got his mind back in control for a few seconds, and all he felt was his painfully full belly before he suddenly felt it all go black as he fell down onto the floor to rest off his meal!
Upon waking up Barnaby felt almost a little sick, as despite his bellies best efforts of digesting, it was still nowhere near getting all of those candy bars worked on yet!
After first seeing his messy paws, then nearly empty storage of candy bars, and then finally his giant belly he pretty quickly got a good idea on what had happen.
Crawling back up onto his legs again Barnaby looked up to see that the clock was now 5:55. (Only 5 minutes from his dinnertime.)
Despite that almost perfect timing the Owl-Gryphon knew that there was no way he would be able to eat even a small olive in his current state!
His belly had a will and a strength that he hadn’t been underestimating, and now he had been paying the price of letting it get the upper hand.
Sitting back into his couch again he just put a resting paw on top of his bloated middle and said “Guess I have to settle for trying to have a late dinner before bedtime instead.” to which his stomach growled loudly in protest, and he understood that maybe not trying to stuff anything else into this dome for the rest of this day was the safest bet.
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