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Page Four out of Five of the comic by the mysterious masked magician...er...wait... wrong transcript.
The real artist is
Envy
resume eating the sandwich. I tear it into pieces rather than wolf it down, so at least I don’t look like a total pig in front of this guy. Once I resume, that pressure I felt on my chest and gut returns; but the sandwich is just so delicious, I just eat past it. I tear off a tiny piece of it, and pop it into my mouth, and feel the pleasure of it sliding down my throat and hitting my belly. “mmm mm mmm MMMMMMMM!”
I eventually reach the point where I run out of sandwich. ‘It was so good, and tasty. I haven’t had a meal like that in a long time…’ I start to wipe crumbs off when I realize I still have some salt, or pepper, or grease, or some other kind of residue from the sandwich on my fingers… I look around the diner, there is no one else here but the waitress and the man… ‘eh, screw it’ I give my fingers a good licking, trying to get every last bit of that sandwich. Mmmmm, even the salt taste nice.
Eventually, crumbs and grease are licked clean. I look down and notice that I have gained even more weight. I rub my chest and my belly. “That was one really good Sandwich, I should talk to the waitress, see what they used…” *creeeeeeeeeeeeak*
The Trench Coat Fur looks at me strangely, and with good reason. I look around, “What the hell was…”
*CREEEAK*
…!
The real artist is
Envy resume eating the sandwich. I tear it into pieces rather than wolf it down, so at least I don’t look like a total pig in front of this guy. Once I resume, that pressure I felt on my chest and gut returns; but the sandwich is just so delicious, I just eat past it. I tear off a tiny piece of it, and pop it into my mouth, and feel the pleasure of it sliding down my throat and hitting my belly. “mmm mm mmm MMMMMMMM!”
I eventually reach the point where I run out of sandwich. ‘It was so good, and tasty. I haven’t had a meal like that in a long time…’ I start to wipe crumbs off when I realize I still have some salt, or pepper, or grease, or some other kind of residue from the sandwich on my fingers… I look around the diner, there is no one else here but the waitress and the man… ‘eh, screw it’ I give my fingers a good licking, trying to get every last bit of that sandwich. Mmmmm, even the salt taste nice.
Eventually, crumbs and grease are licked clean. I look down and notice that I have gained even more weight. I rub my chest and my belly. “That was one really good Sandwich, I should talk to the waitress, see what they used…” *creeeeeeeeeeeeak*
The Trench Coat Fur looks at me strangely, and with good reason. I look around, “What the hell was…”
*CREEEAK*
…!
Category All / Fat Furs
Species Vulpine (Other)
Size 840 x 1280px
File Size 79.1 kB
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