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a kangaroo weight gain story with some paw growth. Mostly about the gain though.
please comment and give me any advice or opinions and let me know what part you guys liked.
also a 1 through 10 rating would help in the future.
and without further adu enjoy.
“Now that was a sweet game.”
“You know it.”
“We kicked butt today.”
It was a great day.
The team of led kangaroo was sitting in a booth at the new pizza place after winning the final game of the season and were celebrating.
Each having ordered their own pie and chowing down while recapping the winning shot.
Junior: I told you guys I could make that shot.
Archie: it was a total fluke.
Junior: nah ah. Is was total awesomeness.
Napo: It was a pretty good throw.
Junior: Heck yeah it was
Meanwhile back in the kitchen as figure leered at them from the serving window.
Grinning as he watched the marsupials argue over who was the MVP.
???: Quick with that pizza. Don't want to keep the “customers” waiting. Hehehehe.
As a coyote waiter walk by he was stopped.
???: You put the stuff in the right pizza correct?
Waiter: The pound one right? Junior?
???: Alright good. Now go.
After pushing the waiter out the door. His smiled all the broader.
???: After this meal you'll be a real “big shot”
Junior was arguing with Nelson when the server came by setting their order down if front of each of them.
Coyote: Here's your order sirs. Will the be anything else?
Archie: No we're good. Thanks man.
And with a quick spin he was off to another table. A smug smirk on his muzzle.
Kevin: Dude. This pizza rocks!
Nelson: Yeah. No wonder this place is doing so well.
Archie: Whoa slow down Junior or your gonna pop.
Junior: Nah. I could eat this stuff all year long and not gain a pound.
The rest of the team scoffed at his bragging.
Kevin: Whatever you say man.
Junior huffs as he plow angrily chomp his fourth piece.
A couple hours later. The kangaroos have just got back to their apartment.
Nelson: God I'm full.
Junior: (burrrrpp) Yeah. Can't believe I ate the whole thing.
Archie: Well just don't make a habit of it. Gotta stay in shape for next season.
Junior: (huff) I know that.
Napo: Well I'm turning in for the night.
Kevin: (grunts and stretches) Yeah, good idea. I'm beat.
Junior: Whatever, I'm gonna stay up for awhile and play some C.O.D.
Nelson: Alright. Night guys.
Guys: Night
And then they all shuffle off to their rooms leaving Junior alone in the livingroom with the jumbo TV. He plops down on the couch throwing his tail over the
edge as he fires up the xbox. He just sits there for about an hour or two blasting players from across globe. Only getting killed a few times as he's pretty
good at the game.
But at around eleven o'clock he hears a rumble. (Grrruururururrrrruurru)
Junior: What the heck was that?!
He looks left and right trying to find where the sound came from when he hears it again. But this time he knows where it came from. He looks down realizes
that its his own stomach. He face palms himself for being surprised by his own hunger.
But his is still a little surprised by something
Junior: Well that's odd. I can't be hungry already after that much pizza. Can I?
(Grurrrurrrr) Guess that answers that. Let's see what's good tonight.
The Boastful kangaroo phased his game as he heads to the kitchen to see what he's in the mood for. As he starts thinking about what to grab he gets hungrier
and hungrier. To the point of near starving. He puts a paw to his stomach as he gets to the snack cabinet. The simple thought of food making him start to
drool a little.
He didn't know why he was so hungry. But right now he didn't care.
All he cared about was getting something in his stomach.and quick.
He opened the fridge looking for something to satiate his growing hunger.
He had planned on just getting a sandwich or two, but soon as he opened the the cold box something,,,,,,,,,happened.
When the smell of all that fresh food hit his nose he lost it.
His eyes got became extremely focused. He licked his lips, got on his knees and dove in. Grabbing the first thing he saw. It didn't matter what. Hotdogs,
fruit, lunch meats, soda, everything.
He was on full autopilot. He ate like this food had to last him the rest of his life!
Tubs of sour cream and jugs of juice. All of it he guzzled down eagerly. And it was beginning to show. It was slow at first but his abs were slowly bowing
out.
With each bite, chomp and swallow it gained another centimeter.
He was half done with the fridge and already he sported quite the paunch.
Sticking out 8” from his chest and still growing!
And yet he kept eating like a wild animal. By the time he finished with the fridge he had a solid foot long food gut. Packed tight with all manner of things.
You would think he was done after finishing a normal furs week worth of food.
You would be wrong.
The ravenous too got back up and went to the snack cabinets. He practically ripped it off the hinges the get to the food faster. His hunger not waning in the
slightest.
He pulled down bags of chips. Opening and just pouring the in his muzzle. Doritos, cheetos and funyons. He grabbed cookies and cake snacks and more. Just
tearing them open as fast as he could. And he washed it all down with the extra two liters the had on the counter.
It was a couple hours since Junior started his binge. The kitchen looked like a war zone. And leaning on the count was now a vary full too. His food gut
stuck out a full two feet in front of him. His shirt having ridden up the growing mass as it was stuffed beyond all belief. Junior panted and huffed rubbing
over the bloated sphere.
Still in a daze from the food and intensely gull feeling cloud his thought.
Using both paws he held his belly up as he walked to the living room, down the hall and to his room. Letting out grunts and belching the whole way.
He staggered into the dark room. He flopped onto the bed, it creaking under the extra weight. He rolled onto his back and fell into a food coma. Snoring
loudly as his stomach worked overtime to digest to party sized feast within.
The next day.
It was a beautiful day. The sun was up, the birds were chipping and in the distance you could
hear,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,.,.,,,,,,,,What in the hell happened to our kitchen!!
Junior groaned as he awoke to the sound of screaming down the hall.
And he was having such a nice dream to.
When the screaming didn't stop he decided it was time to get up.
He sat up and swung his legs off the bed. He pushed himself up with a huff.
His muscles felt strained as he walked to his personal bathroom.
Junior: ugggg, I must have played harder than I thought. I feel like a sack of sand.
He shuffled into the restroom and over to the sink. He felt so tired so he figured some water
would help. He turned the faucet on and splashed some water on his fave. after waking himself
up he grabbed a towel to get the water out of his eyes.
Once he was nice and dry and pulled the rag away from his face and looked up straight into the
mirror,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Nelson: what the heck happened here? It look like Godzilla met Tokyo.
Kevin: I don't know. But I'm am not cleaning this up.
Archie: Who freaking cares. Take a look. There's not one scrap of food anywhere.
We just got robbed!
Napo: settle down dude. I doubt someone came to the top floor to steel out dinner.
I'm sure there a reasonable explanation for th
AAÀAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everyone of the kangaroo head snapped in the direction of the scream.
All of them wondering what the hell was going on.
Nelson: What in the world was that?
Then they all heard a hall door open. And followed by foot steps heading towards them. HEAVY
foot steps.
Napo: Junior, is everything alright?Junior: Do I look alright !!?!
The roo then stepped out from around the corner. But as soon as he did all eyes where on him.
Standing in front of them was a too who was easily 60 or 70 pounds heavier. His arm jiggled
when they moved. His legs were squishing together and he had love handles going over the top
of his basket ball shorts. And in front bulging out of his tank top was a bloated belly. The bottom
four inches showing for all the world to see. Kevin was first to speak.
Kevin: Holy cow dude. You look like you swallowed another you!
Junior: O really Sherlock? I'm two-hundred and eighty-five pounds!!!
Archie: IT WAS YOU!!
Junior: What?
Archie: Did you so this? (Points at kitchen)
Archie looks over behind the angry marsupial at the mess and it all came back.
Every bite, chip and drink. He turned pink pretty hard after he remembered the whole thing.
Junior: Um. I think I did.
Archie: why you!!!
But before the skinny too could throttle the now big one Napo put his arm out to stop him.
Napo: Now that's enough. How about we try and get some answers. Junior,what happened.
Junior: I-I don't know. I played some video games until it was pretty late when I got
hungry. I went to the kitchen to get a snack. I only planned on getting a
sandwich by as I got closer to the food I just got hungrier and hungrier.
Then I started to think about all the food and how good it all would be.
I opened the fridge then the only thing I could think about was eating as
much as I could. By the time a finished everything I was so tired I just went
to bed and passed out. Gahhhhhuhgggg
As he talked more and more about food the hunger came back. And as he went on it grew and
grew. Until Junior clutched his stomach and fell to his knees.
Napo and Nelson ran to him to see if he was alright.
Kevin: Are you OK!?Junior: Don't know. But I'm gggghhhhhh hungry again.
Napo: alright come on. Where taking you to the doctor.
Junior: Kay. But let's get something to eat on the way.
Archie: I'll drive (grabs keys) you guys all drive to slow.
A few hour later in the emergency room.
Nelson: Well is he okay?!
Nelson was currently talking to the doctor, a black panther, Tay
who was treating Junior.
Tay: Why don't you see for yourself.
He opens a door behind him to reveal Junior sitting on an exam table and a triple cheeseburger
looking fine and “hefty” as ever.
Then the whole team comes in. Shuffling past the jungle cat who is a bit annoyed.
Archie: Are you okay?
Kevin: you arnt sick are ya?
Nelson: What did the doctor say?
Napo: How about you ask him? (Points at Tay.)
Tay: Yes. Thanks you. (Grabs his chart from the bed.) Now I've ran a few tests and I found
something in his blood.
Napo: What did you find?
Tay: A foreign pathogen. From what we can tell its making slight alterations to his DNA.
Junior: That sounds bad.
Nelson: Is it contagious?
Tay: No. From what I can tell it's not transferable. And in a sense no.
Archie: What does that mean?Tay: What it means is its not deadly. It seems to be change primarily his metabolism in odd
ways. Causing extreme weight gain. Anything he eats willnbe turned into fat cell in only a few
minutes. Luckily it seem the pathogen is braking down. I a week or so it should be completely
gone.
Kevin: Then case solved. We just don't let him over eat for a week and he'll be all fine.
Tay: No. That can't happen.
Junior: Why not?
Tay: Because its also messing with energy output. The pathogen takes some of the food like
gas to run. If you take away the food it will have to feed on stuff like iron and proteins in his
body. And that can cause some serious health issues.
Its also probably he went on that bender. It needed a massive amount of food fast in order to set
up shop. He shouldn't go nuts again.
Junior: So what do I do?
Tay: Eat as much as you can until this where's out.
Junior: But I'll be huge by next week if I do that! I already gained ten pound since I woke up!
Tay: I'm sorry but its that or risk serious damage to your body. You won't ever play basket ball
again if you don't. (All gasp) those are the only choose I see.
Junior: “huff” OK. Thanks doc.
Napo: Does he need to stay here?
Tay: No. You can take him home. But keep him well fed. Here's my estimation of how many
calories he's gonna need. (Hands Napo a piece of paper)
Napo: Thanks. Ready to go J.
Junior: yeah (munch) but can we stop somewhere to eat first?
Archie: yeah.and I'll make sure we get regular food deliveries of food.
A few hours later when the Les kangaroos get home with a heavy sigh and and exasperated looks on all the muzzles. Well,,,,,,almost all.
While the bulk of the team was worried about how much clean up the have to do Junior stroles in with a big smile on his face with a cheeseburger in one hand
and a bag filled with more in the other.
Napo: Wow. Your really packing those away dude.
Kevin: Do you really not feel full at all?
Junior: (munch, munch, swallow.) Not really. And I think the hmmmmmm,,,,,let's call bug. Is making everything taste better.
Nelson: Aren't you a little concerned?
Junior. Well I was earlier when I didn't know what was going on. But now that I know what's happening I've decided I'm gonna just deal with it.
Its just making me fatter. Plus I get to eat all the stuff I can't normally to stay in shape.
Kevin: Yeah. Pear shaped.
They all laugh at that. Junior included.
Junior: HaHaHaHaHaHaHahaaaa, I'll get ya for that.
Kevin: How? Sit on me?
Junior: Maybe I will. Or maybe.I'll swap your chocolate protein shake powder for nesquick.
Kevin: Yeah. Then maybe I'll get as big as you.
(All snicker)
As the two of them kept going at each other one too was a little quiet.
Junior: Hey Archie. You lose your tongue or something?
Archie: I'm sorry.
Junior: hmmmmm?
Archie: For trying to throttle you earlier.
Junior: No big dude.
Archie: Still. It wasn't cool. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?
Junior: Alright. If your that sure then you and kevin get to do all the shopping for the next week.
Kevin: HEY!
Napo: Sound fare to me
Junior: Told you I'd get ya.
Kevin: (grumbles)
Junior: Anyways I'm going to my room to change into something more comfortable.
These clothes are getting a little snug.
Napo: Kay, And while your in there we'll start cleaning up.
All: awwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
As Junior walks away he shuffles his feet.
Junior: hmmm Why do my feet feels so cramped.
4 hours later.
Archie: (wipes paw across forehead) Man that was a lot of work. But at least we have a the wreckage gone.
Kevin: Yeah. But the cabinets are still all messed up.
Napo walks in and put the phone on the hook.
Napo: Don't worry. I called a repair man. He'll be here tomorrow. Besides its just a couple doors.
Archie: That's good.
Napo: Also the doc called. To let me know a couple more thing he's found out about the bug. Noting serious though.
Nelson: Gotcha. (Turns to Kevin and Napo) And don't you two have to go grocery shopping? The doc did say we shouldn't let him go hungry.
Archie:Crap. That's right. And from the way he's eating he's always hungry.
Kevin: Does are ride even have enough space?
Nelson: Why don't you just have it delivered.
Archke/Kevin: (looks at each other, then at Nelson) Good idea.
Napo: Hey. Where's Junior?
Kevin: I think he's still in his room?
Napo: Still? I think I'll go check on him.
The too starts making his way through the living room and down the hall.
As he gets closer to Juniors room he can hear some of what's going on inside.
He heard muffled grunts and groans, and some banging. Napo walks up and knocks on the door. (Knock, knock, knock.)
Junior: (huff) yeah?
Napo: Are you OK?
Junior: Yeah. Kinda. Maybe. No. Not really.
Napo: Can I come in?
Junior: Sure. Come on.
Napo open the door and upon entering see Junior sitting on his bed, completely covered in his bed spread with only his head showing above and he shoed feet
on the floor. and a slight blush on his face. And all over the room looked like every piece of clothing he owned.
Napo: So what's u---Junior: Nothing fits.
Napo: What?
Junior: I must have gained more weight already. When I got in here I could barely get my pants off and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't anything else
but my boxers on.
Napo: So nothing fits? Not even your shorts?
(Shakes head)
Napo: Hmmmmm. Here I think I know something that will work. Give me a sec.
He walks out of the room and after a couple minutes walk back in with a white box in arm.
Junior: What's that?
Napo: There a few pajamas I bought last year but they sent them a couple sizes to big. Think this will work?
Napo opens the box and inside are several pairs of pajama pant an button up shirts. They where light blue with darker stripes and obviously vary big.
Junior: Geeze these are big. Thanks. This hshould be perfect.
Napo: Good. Now get dressed. I place a big order of takeout until they can go shopping.
Junior: Sweet! I'm starving. What for dinner?
Napo: Cheese burgers and fries. a and lots of chicken nuggets and soda's.
Junior: Mhhmmmmmm. Sounds (winch) great.(ouch)
Napo: You sure your ok?
Junior: I don't know but I think my shoes are shrinking. (Which,)
Then they both hear a faint stretching. (Grrrrrrrgggrrrrr)
Napo: What was that?
(Ggrrrgggggrrrrgrr)
Junior: GAHH!! I think grr I know.
(Ggggrrrgggggrrrrrrrrrdrrrr, SHRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!)
And just like that both of juniors shoes burst open across the front. And sticking out are Juniors toes. Sticking out from each one.
Junior: pheeeeewwwwww. Now that a lot better.
Napo: Dude! Did your feet just out grow your shoes!?
Junior: Dang. I guess they did. Wonder why?
Napo: Right, I forgot to tell ya. The doc called and said this might happen.
Junior: Really?
Napo: Yeah. But it also he also said it should stop when the week is up.
Junior rips the remains of his sneakers off his paw to get a better look at it.
And was surprised to see it was and entire inch wider and longer!
It also looked like it was getting fatter too. Having puffed up a bit.
Junior: damn. And these where my favourite too. Now what do i do?
Napo: Right now get dressed. The food should be here soon.
Junior: Kay, I just hope its enough.
Napo smile as he walks put of the room and whispers to himself (me too)
Junior came out of his room about twenty minutes later.
The PJ's fit loosely on him. Even with the added pound. But he guessed it wouldn't stay that way for long.
And he didn't much care. He was just hungry. He could already smell the food they ordered for him.
But he had no idea how much. When he got to the living his jaw fell open. The amount of food was staggering.
There was a one foot tall stack of burgers a foot tall. With a pile of fries and another of nugget's
equally as humongous. Next to them where two big bowls of dip and ketchup and three two-liters of coca cola.
Junior: WOW!! You guys got me this much?!
Archie: According to the docs notes your actually gonna have to eat this much three times a day or more to stay
healthy.
Kevin: Ironic, isn't it.
Junior wasn't really paying what they said much mind. He had his full attention on the the smorgispord in front of him.
Junior: Danm. I'm gonna be huge in a week if I eat like this.
Napo: Well there's no way around it. So might as well enjoy the ride, right?
Junior: Right!
And with that he plopped his butt down on the couch, turned on the TV to some sitcom and started eating.
Plowing through
burgers and fries covered in ketchup. And chicken in between slathered in sauce.
Nelson: Geese. Look at him go. Are we gonna have enough food for when he's done?
Napo: I already put in orders for food for today and tomorrow. We'll work on the rest of the week tomorrow.
But you two are putting all away.
Both: Awwwwwwwwww....................................
And that's pretty much how things went on from there. Every day Junior would come out of his room, sit on the couch
and eat and eat aaaaaaannndd eat. He had meals like this one three times that's day. But the next he asked for
His capacity having stretched from the day before. And on the third five. After that it seemed to plateau.
At first his weight gain wasn't as severe as that first binge. But it caught up quickly.
The first day he gained about 25lbs. But on day two that jumped to 40lbs.
And then on day three he added another whopping 50lbs! He was now a whopping 400lbs!!
He wore the PJs solely since then. Seeing no point in buying new stuff just to out grow it the next
But even the plus size clothes where nearing there limits.
Right now our corpulent roo was sitting on the couch in the living room watching TV while munching on his third
of the day (waffles this time.) His rump taking up two cushions and spreading to the third.
He was shoveling down fork full after fork full down his mouth. Each scoop pressing his stomach out just a little more.
Pushing his PJs to there limits. Gaps forming in between each button. His s fur showing through in diamonds shape holes.
Another few bites and another inch of pudge. His buttons straining. Crying out at the marsupial to stop.
But falling on deaf ears. Junior only had a couple bites left. He opened his mouth. Face slightly squished by pudgy cheeks.
He ate one bite(creeek) Then another(groooooaaannn) Then the final bite(shrrrriiiiiip!!)
Junior: Hmmm? What was(ZING! POP! SHOOOM!! CRASH!!!!!!)
And Just like his front most button pops off flying across the room crashing into and smashing a vase under the TV.
His muzzling instantly went crimson, both embarrassed and relieved for the extra space. At least he was until.
(creak, creak, rrrrrgggrgrrrgrrrrrrr!!!!)
Junior: Ohh cra
(Shooom, zip, pop, zing, zoom, Bang!)
One butoom after another pops off. Firing like a machine gun. His stomach surged forwards.
Ploping onto his lap covering his even his generous thighs. The golden blob resting in front of him.
He went beyond beat red. He just couldn't believe he burst all his buttons in the living room!
Junior: Maybe I should go to my room.
He hoisted himself off with the couch with a huff. Still not used to the new weight.
And walk\waddled down the hall and to his personal bathroom. He used his foot paw to pull out a scale from
underneath the cabinets to check his weight. Not wantingnto bend over and rip his pants.
And for the first time in days took a real look at his feet and gasped. They had defiantly grown along with him.
Each paw was easily two feet long! Reaching out the end of the overhang called his stomach. And not only longer.
But fatter to. His paws looking swollen and soft. His toes plump and foot pads puffed up. He gave them a wiggle.
He could feel the fat in them slosh and squish as he did so. He shook his head and put the scale in the middle of the room. He took a breath and
stepped on. Having to keep his feet pulled up so they don't rest on the floor. The number climbing and falling. Junior had to pick up his gut and pull it
back just to see the numbers. And even then just barely. The scale beeped as it finally stopped at 405. Junior stepped off a little bewildered. He walked out
of the bathroom and into his room. And walked over to his closet. He started pulling his hoodies and coats he had hanging there. Not being touched all week
for obvious reasons. After he got them off he could see his full length mirror that was underneath them. And for the first time all weekba good look at
himself to.
His jaw went slack at the sight. Surprised by how much bigger he was. The first thing he saw was his face. His cheeks where the size of the of apples. They
squished into muzzle making him look like his had them full of food even when they where empty. His neck was now a bloated ring of fat that circled his head.
Pressing up against his now double chin. He tried to flex his once toned arm, but it was impossible. It sagged and wobbled. Now as big around as his legs
where 150lbs ago. Evend his hands looked fat. Both pudgy and bloated. His chest, once muscled and firm now looked like two golden pillows. He pressed his
paws to his new moobs and marveled at how far they sank into them. And at how soft they where. They were so big they rested on the mountain of a gut he now
sported.
Which was a sigy to The tan mound hung off his frame and down to his thighs covering his lap even when standing. He hefted it up with both hands and dropped
it. Finding the feeling of it slapping his legs oddly fun? His started rubbing the ball of pudge. Feeling how easy it was to mold and shake. Junior was so
interested in his new flab he didn't even notice he was smiling. After a minute of playing with his weight he removed the ruins shirt and turned around to
get a look at what was behind him.
His back and shoulder where incredibly wide. You could see each and every field and love handle that lined his sides. His neck squished as he turned his head
to look in the mirror. His tail was no longer the slender appendage it once was. Now being almost three times as wide. It hung limply behind him over the two
bloated spheres his rump had become. He actually had to reach behind to lift it out of the way so he could see the rest of his behind. And it was no wonder
the couch seemed to be getting more comfortable. He had his own built cushions! The PJ bottoms did little to hide the new size of his butt. Each cheek was as
big as a pumpkin. They pressed outnao far Junior was sure that if he bent over that it would be the end of his pants. He gave his hips a shake and watched it
jiggle and sway like it had a mind of its own. Even when he stopped it took ten seconds for the rest of him to moving. And under those "glutes" was his legs.
His once powerful legs that helped his score during his game time and time again. Now looked like large sacks of flower. So fat and heavy his knees started
to get swallowed up by the extra weight. Not that Junior could see that with his his belly in the way. The basketball player dropped his sausage of a tail
and turned back to the front. Finally noticing he was smiling.
He thought about his situation as he looked at the blob of a too he was becoming. Junior knew he could probably lose the weight if he wanted to. Go on a
diet, Exercise. In a year or two he be back down to his old weight and be completely fine. Except with "much" bigger feet.
But the more he thought about it the more he realized (much to his own surprise) That he liked being fat. Eating anything he wanted all day. Watching TV and
playing video games. He also loved how the weight felt. The way it jiggled and shook whenever he moved. It made him feel soft and warm. As well as big and
powerful.
With that in mind he gave his belly a light slap and made his decision. He would stay fat. He likes it and that's all that mattered.
Junior: Now to get something to eat. I'm starving.
He walked over to his nightstand to grab his phone and order take out when (Sssshhhhhrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip) He instantly blushed and made a new
decision.
Junior: First I better order some new pajamas. (riiip) Express shipping.
From then on Junior reveled in his weight gain. He never would have guessed how much
fun it was to be fat. The way his body jiggled and swayed. The fact that he had love
handle thick as a soda can. But most of all has insanely plush he felt.
The only thing he found odd was that no matter how much weight he put on he never felt
heavier. And I dont mean he wasn't getting heavier, far from it. But he was able to handle it
without issue. When he told Archie the roo decided to call the doctor and see if they knew
anything about it. The doc ran a couple new tests on Junior later that day and found the virus
had mutated slightly. It seemed the virus was having trouble converting protien to fat so it
adapted to find a place for it. By converting it into muscle! as a result the weight and his frame
felt like it barely weighed him down. But the doc said not to worry. It was still breaking down
and should be gone in a few days few days.
When Junior heard this he nearly screamed in joy. This meant there was no reason not to go
even further with his weight gain.
On his way home he ordered double his "usual" order at Burger kong. And when he got home
he had to order even more becuase he had finished every last bitenby the time he got to the
couch. Licking the grease from his paws while on the phone.
Now that he knew there was no reason to stop every delectable bite tasted even more so.
almost day and night he plowed through pizza after sub after bucket of kfc. His stomach would
bloat from how much soda a drank. And still he always had room for more. When the
others asked why he ramped things up he told them the absolute truth.
Thank he loved being a fatty. That every night he felt more cushiony plushbpack onto his frame.
How the doors brushed his sides when henwalked from room to room. Bis fat tail
fwumping happily against the couch the whole time. At first they were shocked to hear this. But
after giving some thought they where ok with it. If it made there buddy happy then is was fine
by them. And Juniors weight continued to grow.He knew he only had three or four days until
the virus was gone forever so he ate every chance to to get as big as he possibly could. His tan
fur having to cover more and more of his fat hide. His weight grew so fast be had to get new
PJ's twice a day. Always for the next size up. He put on ninety pounds that day. That dome of a
gut taking the brunt of it. It got so big he couldn't even reach the 4 inches around his belly
button to give himself belly rubs in his favourite spot. A problem he was expiencing right
now in fact.
It was two day later. And by the time the virus ran out the corpulant roo had managed to reach
a whopping 700lbs!!!!Junior was sitting on the couch in a new pair of pajamas. The buttons
having popped off from
his latest binge leaving his chest and flabulous belly out for all to see.(a regular occurrence now)
surrounded by junk food like normal. Except for the first time all week he wasn't eating any of
it. Right now he was hunched over trying to scratch an itch right below his cavernous belly
button. Not a little itch. But those king that will take forever to go away if you don’t scratch it.
His moobs. pressing into his chins. Squished between the sausages his arms had become. But
his pudgy digits just couldnt reach. Huffing in frustration he slumped back in the couch
in defeat.
He was about to give up when his tall ears swivled picking up the sound of Archie walking in, He
plopped down on the recliner and grabbed some chips watching so tv. Junior
knew he had no other choice. He bit his tongue until he worked up the nerve to ask Archie if he
would,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
When Archie walked in he saw Junior once again sitting on the couch with the tv on and food all
around him. He had to admit the roo had some serious heft to him. He and Kevin often made
bets how many pounds he could gain an hour. Or how many burgers he would down in fifteen
minutes. Though Archie always wondered how soft he was. He just looked so warm and cuddly.
And Junior looked so happy with the extra padding. Always rubbing his belly and jiggling his fat.
It just looked fun. Archie was just gonna head to the kitchen to get a soda when he saw Junior
waving him over. Archie walked over.
Archie: Hey bud. Whats up?
Junior: I,,,,,,ummmm. I need some help.
Archie: Sure, what'cha need?
Archie notices that his pal seems a little uncomfortable and_______twitchy? There was a long
pause without anyone saying anything. And Junior was getting twichier and twitchier. Until.
Archie: You know I can’t help if you do
Junior: I NEED YOU TO SCRATCH MY BELLY!!
Archie: Wha??
Junior: I have this really bad itch right in the middle that’s driving me nuts and my belly is to big
for me to reach.
Archie: ummmmmmJunior: Please. I really need your help dude. IArchie: ok.
Junior thought it was weird how easy that was, but he was so happy he didn’t question it. He
just smiled as Archie squeezed into what little remained of space on the couch.
Archie: In the middle right? (Gives Junior a questioning look.)
Junior: Yeah, right below the belly button.
Archie: Here? (Begins scratching in wide arcs)
He could tell by the look on his face that was the right spot. Junior slumped back and closed his
eye because of the relief. His whole body just instantly relaxed. Arms at his doughy sides, tail
thumping happily, and ear twitching.
Archie smiled. Happy to help, but then another idea hit him. Taking a look at his tubby bud to
make sure his eye where still closed, He decided to see how truly soft his pal was.
After scratching a bit more to make sure the itch was gone he slowly opened his hand up and
went from scratching to rubbing. Before all he felt was the roo's hide jiggling. But now he could
squish and mold the pudge. His hand pressed in with almost no effort. The flab folding over his
paw as he sloshed it around in his hand. He even took a big palm filling fold of it and gave it a
shake. It was softer than he could ever have imagined. It was like the perfect pillow made of roo
fluff. He watched as every time the golden globe shook it sent ripples throughout the rest of
him. His moobs bouncing, thighs rolling, even his pudgy cheeks where shaking.
He played with Juniors fat for who knows how long. He even used his tail to jiggle his barrel legs
and beach ball butt. He then got down in front of it on his knees and started rubbing in with
both arms. Almost hugging it just to feel more, and more , and more. Archie just couldn’t resist
anymore. He leaned down and pressed the side of his face into Junior’s gut. The way it gurgled
and rolled was just so soothing. A big dopey smile spread over his muzzle as he lay there. Still
rubbing it with one hand. Itbwas so comfy he fell asleep right there on the spot. Giving belly rub
even while unconscious. Unknown to him a certain someroo woke up.
Junior came out of his stuper once the right after the scratching turned to rubbing. At first he
was gonna ask what Archie was doing but once he felt that paw gliding across his poundful
body he froze. First he figured Archie just was trying to win another bet but once the skinny roo
started to ramp it up 2 and 2 clicked. He wondered if he should say something but could not
bring himself to. Archie was hitting all his sweet spots. The roaming digits send sparks to his
brain wherever they went. It was good when he did the rubbing himself, But to have Somefur else
do it was on a whole other level. (Isn’t that always the way.)
His gigantic toes involuntarily curlded with out his permission. He had to dig his two and a half
feet long paws into the carpet to stop them. He didn’t want Archie to know he was awake yet
or else he might stop And that just couldn’t happen. He closed his eyes and pretended to be
asleep as his surprise massage got more intense.
It took all his will power not to moan in bliss every time his butt was skook or stomach groped.
Now Archie was using both arms. He grave Juniors moob a squeeze through the PJ’s forcing
Junion to hold hid breath to stay quiet. The whole thing was electric.
Then little by little it slowed. But it never stopped. After a bit Junior peeked an eye open to see
Archie had fallen asleep on him. Using him as a makeshift bed. Junior smiled seeing even while
asleep he was still rubbing his belly in a big full contact hug. When Archie awoke, Junior was
gonna have a new belly rubber. Of this he was sure.
Little did they know they where being watched. Hidden in the room was microscopic cameras.
Watching everything going on.
Somewhere in and evil lair two fur where watching. Both with
menacing smile plastered on there face.
???: Master. You did it! Your virus is a complete success.
Master: Yes. Just look at him. So fat he takes up the whole couch. Can’t even reach that cave he
calls a belly button. There’s no dought now. Send out the (party favors) I think it’s time we
introduce the other to the larger side of life.
a kangaroo weight gain story with some paw growth. Mostly about the gain though.
please comment and give me any advice or opinions and let me know what part you guys liked.
also a 1 through 10 rating would help in the future.
and without further adu enjoy.
“Now that was a sweet game.”
“You know it.”
“We kicked butt today.”
It was a great day.
The team of led kangaroo was sitting in a booth at the new pizza place after winning the final game of the season and were celebrating.
Each having ordered their own pie and chowing down while recapping the winning shot.
Junior: I told you guys I could make that shot.
Archie: it was a total fluke.
Junior: nah ah. Is was total awesomeness.
Napo: It was a pretty good throw.
Junior: Heck yeah it was
Meanwhile back in the kitchen as figure leered at them from the serving window.
Grinning as he watched the marsupials argue over who was the MVP.
???: Quick with that pizza. Don't want to keep the “customers” waiting. Hehehehe.
As a coyote waiter walk by he was stopped.
???: You put the stuff in the right pizza correct?
Waiter: The pound one right? Junior?
???: Alright good. Now go.
After pushing the waiter out the door. His smiled all the broader.
???: After this meal you'll be a real “big shot”
Junior was arguing with Nelson when the server came by setting their order down if front of each of them.
Coyote: Here's your order sirs. Will the be anything else?
Archie: No we're good. Thanks man.
And with a quick spin he was off to another table. A smug smirk on his muzzle.
Kevin: Dude. This pizza rocks!
Nelson: Yeah. No wonder this place is doing so well.
Archie: Whoa slow down Junior or your gonna pop.
Junior: Nah. I could eat this stuff all year long and not gain a pound.
The rest of the team scoffed at his bragging.
Kevin: Whatever you say man.
Junior huffs as he plow angrily chomp his fourth piece.
A couple hours later. The kangaroos have just got back to their apartment.
Nelson: God I'm full.
Junior: (burrrrpp) Yeah. Can't believe I ate the whole thing.
Archie: Well just don't make a habit of it. Gotta stay in shape for next season.
Junior: (huff) I know that.
Napo: Well I'm turning in for the night.
Kevin: (grunts and stretches) Yeah, good idea. I'm beat.
Junior: Whatever, I'm gonna stay up for awhile and play some C.O.D.
Nelson: Alright. Night guys.
Guys: Night
And then they all shuffle off to their rooms leaving Junior alone in the livingroom with the jumbo TV. He plops down on the couch throwing his tail over the
edge as he fires up the xbox. He just sits there for about an hour or two blasting players from across globe. Only getting killed a few times as he's pretty
good at the game.
But at around eleven o'clock he hears a rumble. (Grrruururururrrrruurru)
Junior: What the heck was that?!
He looks left and right trying to find where the sound came from when he hears it again. But this time he knows where it came from. He looks down realizes
that its his own stomach. He face palms himself for being surprised by his own hunger.
But his is still a little surprised by something
Junior: Well that's odd. I can't be hungry already after that much pizza. Can I?
(Grurrrurrrr) Guess that answers that. Let's see what's good tonight.
The Boastful kangaroo phased his game as he heads to the kitchen to see what he's in the mood for. As he starts thinking about what to grab he gets hungrier
and hungrier. To the point of near starving. He puts a paw to his stomach as he gets to the snack cabinet. The simple thought of food making him start to
drool a little.
He didn't know why he was so hungry. But right now he didn't care.
All he cared about was getting something in his stomach.and quick.
He opened the fridge looking for something to satiate his growing hunger.
He had planned on just getting a sandwich or two, but soon as he opened the the cold box something,,,,,,,,,happened.
When the smell of all that fresh food hit his nose he lost it.
His eyes got became extremely focused. He licked his lips, got on his knees and dove in. Grabbing the first thing he saw. It didn't matter what. Hotdogs,
fruit, lunch meats, soda, everything.
He was on full autopilot. He ate like this food had to last him the rest of his life!
Tubs of sour cream and jugs of juice. All of it he guzzled down eagerly. And it was beginning to show. It was slow at first but his abs were slowly bowing
out.
With each bite, chomp and swallow it gained another centimeter.
He was half done with the fridge and already he sported quite the paunch.
Sticking out 8” from his chest and still growing!
And yet he kept eating like a wild animal. By the time he finished with the fridge he had a solid foot long food gut. Packed tight with all manner of things.
You would think he was done after finishing a normal furs week worth of food.
You would be wrong.
The ravenous too got back up and went to the snack cabinets. He practically ripped it off the hinges the get to the food faster. His hunger not waning in the
slightest.
He pulled down bags of chips. Opening and just pouring the in his muzzle. Doritos, cheetos and funyons. He grabbed cookies and cake snacks and more. Just
tearing them open as fast as he could. And he washed it all down with the extra two liters the had on the counter.
It was a couple hours since Junior started his binge. The kitchen looked like a war zone. And leaning on the count was now a vary full too. His food gut
stuck out a full two feet in front of him. His shirt having ridden up the growing mass as it was stuffed beyond all belief. Junior panted and huffed rubbing
over the bloated sphere.
Still in a daze from the food and intensely gull feeling cloud his thought.
Using both paws he held his belly up as he walked to the living room, down the hall and to his room. Letting out grunts and belching the whole way.
He staggered into the dark room. He flopped onto the bed, it creaking under the extra weight. He rolled onto his back and fell into a food coma. Snoring
loudly as his stomach worked overtime to digest to party sized feast within.
The next day.
It was a beautiful day. The sun was up, the birds were chipping and in the distance you could
hear,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,.,.,,,,,,,,What in the hell happened to our kitchen!!
Junior groaned as he awoke to the sound of screaming down the hall.
And he was having such a nice dream to.
When the screaming didn't stop he decided it was time to get up.
He sat up and swung his legs off the bed. He pushed himself up with a huff.
His muscles felt strained as he walked to his personal bathroom.
Junior: ugggg, I must have played harder than I thought. I feel like a sack of sand.
He shuffled into the restroom and over to the sink. He felt so tired so he figured some water
would help. He turned the faucet on and splashed some water on his fave. after waking himself
up he grabbed a towel to get the water out of his eyes.
Once he was nice and dry and pulled the rag away from his face and looked up straight into the
mirror,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Nelson: what the heck happened here? It look like Godzilla met Tokyo.
Kevin: I don't know. But I'm am not cleaning this up.
Archie: Who freaking cares. Take a look. There's not one scrap of food anywhere.
We just got robbed!
Napo: settle down dude. I doubt someone came to the top floor to steel out dinner.
I'm sure there a reasonable explanation for th
AAÀAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everyone of the kangaroo head snapped in the direction of the scream.
All of them wondering what the hell was going on.
Nelson: What in the world was that?
Then they all heard a hall door open. And followed by foot steps heading towards them. HEAVY
foot steps.
Napo: Junior, is everything alright?Junior: Do I look alright !!?!
The roo then stepped out from around the corner. But as soon as he did all eyes where on him.
Standing in front of them was a too who was easily 60 or 70 pounds heavier. His arm jiggled
when they moved. His legs were squishing together and he had love handles going over the top
of his basket ball shorts. And in front bulging out of his tank top was a bloated belly. The bottom
four inches showing for all the world to see. Kevin was first to speak.
Kevin: Holy cow dude. You look like you swallowed another you!
Junior: O really Sherlock? I'm two-hundred and eighty-five pounds!!!
Archie: IT WAS YOU!!
Junior: What?
Archie: Did you so this? (Points at kitchen)
Archie looks over behind the angry marsupial at the mess and it all came back.
Every bite, chip and drink. He turned pink pretty hard after he remembered the whole thing.
Junior: Um. I think I did.
Archie: why you!!!
But before the skinny too could throttle the now big one Napo put his arm out to stop him.
Napo: Now that's enough. How about we try and get some answers. Junior,what happened.
Junior: I-I don't know. I played some video games until it was pretty late when I got
hungry. I went to the kitchen to get a snack. I only planned on getting a
sandwich by as I got closer to the food I just got hungrier and hungrier.
Then I started to think about all the food and how good it all would be.
I opened the fridge then the only thing I could think about was eating as
much as I could. By the time a finished everything I was so tired I just went
to bed and passed out. Gahhhhhuhgggg
As he talked more and more about food the hunger came back. And as he went on it grew and
grew. Until Junior clutched his stomach and fell to his knees.
Napo and Nelson ran to him to see if he was alright.
Kevin: Are you OK!?Junior: Don't know. But I'm gggghhhhhh hungry again.
Napo: alright come on. Where taking you to the doctor.
Junior: Kay. But let's get something to eat on the way.
Archie: I'll drive (grabs keys) you guys all drive to slow.
A few hour later in the emergency room.
Nelson: Well is he okay?!
Nelson was currently talking to the doctor, a black panther, Tay
who was treating Junior.
Tay: Why don't you see for yourself.
He opens a door behind him to reveal Junior sitting on an exam table and a triple cheeseburger
looking fine and “hefty” as ever.
Then the whole team comes in. Shuffling past the jungle cat who is a bit annoyed.
Archie: Are you okay?
Kevin: you arnt sick are ya?
Nelson: What did the doctor say?
Napo: How about you ask him? (Points at Tay.)
Tay: Yes. Thanks you. (Grabs his chart from the bed.) Now I've ran a few tests and I found
something in his blood.
Napo: What did you find?
Tay: A foreign pathogen. From what we can tell its making slight alterations to his DNA.
Junior: That sounds bad.
Nelson: Is it contagious?
Tay: No. From what I can tell it's not transferable. And in a sense no.
Archie: What does that mean?Tay: What it means is its not deadly. It seems to be change primarily his metabolism in odd
ways. Causing extreme weight gain. Anything he eats willnbe turned into fat cell in only a few
minutes. Luckily it seem the pathogen is braking down. I a week or so it should be completely
gone.
Kevin: Then case solved. We just don't let him over eat for a week and he'll be all fine.
Tay: No. That can't happen.
Junior: Why not?
Tay: Because its also messing with energy output. The pathogen takes some of the food like
gas to run. If you take away the food it will have to feed on stuff like iron and proteins in his
body. And that can cause some serious health issues.
Its also probably he went on that bender. It needed a massive amount of food fast in order to set
up shop. He shouldn't go nuts again.
Junior: So what do I do?
Tay: Eat as much as you can until this where's out.
Junior: But I'll be huge by next week if I do that! I already gained ten pound since I woke up!
Tay: I'm sorry but its that or risk serious damage to your body. You won't ever play basket ball
again if you don't. (All gasp) those are the only choose I see.
Junior: “huff” OK. Thanks doc.
Napo: Does he need to stay here?
Tay: No. You can take him home. But keep him well fed. Here's my estimation of how many
calories he's gonna need. (Hands Napo a piece of paper)
Napo: Thanks. Ready to go J.
Junior: yeah (munch) but can we stop somewhere to eat first?
Archie: yeah.and I'll make sure we get regular food deliveries of food.
A few hours later when the Les kangaroos get home with a heavy sigh and and exasperated looks on all the muzzles. Well,,,,,,almost all.
While the bulk of the team was worried about how much clean up the have to do Junior stroles in with a big smile on his face with a cheeseburger in one hand
and a bag filled with more in the other.
Napo: Wow. Your really packing those away dude.
Kevin: Do you really not feel full at all?
Junior: (munch, munch, swallow.) Not really. And I think the hmmmmmm,,,,,let's call bug. Is making everything taste better.
Nelson: Aren't you a little concerned?
Junior. Well I was earlier when I didn't know what was going on. But now that I know what's happening I've decided I'm gonna just deal with it.
Its just making me fatter. Plus I get to eat all the stuff I can't normally to stay in shape.
Kevin: Yeah. Pear shaped.
They all laugh at that. Junior included.
Junior: HaHaHaHaHaHaHahaaaa, I'll get ya for that.
Kevin: How? Sit on me?
Junior: Maybe I will. Or maybe.I'll swap your chocolate protein shake powder for nesquick.
Kevin: Yeah. Then maybe I'll get as big as you.
(All snicker)
As the two of them kept going at each other one too was a little quiet.
Junior: Hey Archie. You lose your tongue or something?
Archie: I'm sorry.
Junior: hmmmmm?
Archie: For trying to throttle you earlier.
Junior: No big dude.
Archie: Still. It wasn't cool. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?
Junior: Alright. If your that sure then you and kevin get to do all the shopping for the next week.
Kevin: HEY!
Napo: Sound fare to me
Junior: Told you I'd get ya.
Kevin: (grumbles)
Junior: Anyways I'm going to my room to change into something more comfortable.
These clothes are getting a little snug.
Napo: Kay, And while your in there we'll start cleaning up.
All: awwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
As Junior walks away he shuffles his feet.
Junior: hmmm Why do my feet feels so cramped.
4 hours later.
Archie: (wipes paw across forehead) Man that was a lot of work. But at least we have a the wreckage gone.
Kevin: Yeah. But the cabinets are still all messed up.
Napo walks in and put the phone on the hook.
Napo: Don't worry. I called a repair man. He'll be here tomorrow. Besides its just a couple doors.
Archie: That's good.
Napo: Also the doc called. To let me know a couple more thing he's found out about the bug. Noting serious though.
Nelson: Gotcha. (Turns to Kevin and Napo) And don't you two have to go grocery shopping? The doc did say we shouldn't let him go hungry.
Archie:Crap. That's right. And from the way he's eating he's always hungry.
Kevin: Does are ride even have enough space?
Nelson: Why don't you just have it delivered.
Archke/Kevin: (looks at each other, then at Nelson) Good idea.
Napo: Hey. Where's Junior?
Kevin: I think he's still in his room?
Napo: Still? I think I'll go check on him.
The too starts making his way through the living room and down the hall.
As he gets closer to Juniors room he can hear some of what's going on inside.
He heard muffled grunts and groans, and some banging. Napo walks up and knocks on the door. (Knock, knock, knock.)
Junior: (huff) yeah?
Napo: Are you OK?
Junior: Yeah. Kinda. Maybe. No. Not really.
Napo: Can I come in?
Junior: Sure. Come on.
Napo open the door and upon entering see Junior sitting on his bed, completely covered in his bed spread with only his head showing above and he shoed feet
on the floor. and a slight blush on his face. And all over the room looked like every piece of clothing he owned.
Napo: So what's u---Junior: Nothing fits.
Napo: What?
Junior: I must have gained more weight already. When I got in here I could barely get my pants off and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't anything else
but my boxers on.
Napo: So nothing fits? Not even your shorts?
(Shakes head)
Napo: Hmmmmm. Here I think I know something that will work. Give me a sec.
He walks out of the room and after a couple minutes walk back in with a white box in arm.
Junior: What's that?
Napo: There a few pajamas I bought last year but they sent them a couple sizes to big. Think this will work?
Napo opens the box and inside are several pairs of pajama pant an button up shirts. They where light blue with darker stripes and obviously vary big.
Junior: Geeze these are big. Thanks. This hshould be perfect.
Napo: Good. Now get dressed. I place a big order of takeout until they can go shopping.
Junior: Sweet! I'm starving. What for dinner?
Napo: Cheese burgers and fries. a and lots of chicken nuggets and soda's.
Junior: Mhhmmmmmm. Sounds (winch) great.(ouch)
Napo: You sure your ok?
Junior: I don't know but I think my shoes are shrinking. (Which,)
Then they both hear a faint stretching. (Grrrrrrrgggrrrrr)
Napo: What was that?
(Ggrrrgggggrrrrgrr)
Junior: GAHH!! I think grr I know.
(Ggggrrrgggggrrrrrrrrrdrrrr, SHRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!)
And just like that both of juniors shoes burst open across the front. And sticking out are Juniors toes. Sticking out from each one.
Junior: pheeeeewwwwww. Now that a lot better.
Napo: Dude! Did your feet just out grow your shoes!?
Junior: Dang. I guess they did. Wonder why?
Napo: Right, I forgot to tell ya. The doc called and said this might happen.
Junior: Really?
Napo: Yeah. But it also he also said it should stop when the week is up.
Junior rips the remains of his sneakers off his paw to get a better look at it.
And was surprised to see it was and entire inch wider and longer!
It also looked like it was getting fatter too. Having puffed up a bit.
Junior: damn. And these where my favourite too. Now what do i do?
Napo: Right now get dressed. The food should be here soon.
Junior: Kay, I just hope its enough.
Napo smile as he walks put of the room and whispers to himself (me too)
Junior came out of his room about twenty minutes later.
The PJ's fit loosely on him. Even with the added pound. But he guessed it wouldn't stay that way for long.
And he didn't much care. He was just hungry. He could already smell the food they ordered for him.
But he had no idea how much. When he got to the living his jaw fell open. The amount of food was staggering.
There was a one foot tall stack of burgers a foot tall. With a pile of fries and another of nugget's
equally as humongous. Next to them where two big bowls of dip and ketchup and three two-liters of coca cola.
Junior: WOW!! You guys got me this much?!
Archie: According to the docs notes your actually gonna have to eat this much three times a day or more to stay
healthy.
Kevin: Ironic, isn't it.
Junior wasn't really paying what they said much mind. He had his full attention on the the smorgispord in front of him.
Junior: Danm. I'm gonna be huge in a week if I eat like this.
Napo: Well there's no way around it. So might as well enjoy the ride, right?
Junior: Right!
And with that he plopped his butt down on the couch, turned on the TV to some sitcom and started eating.
Plowing through
burgers and fries covered in ketchup. And chicken in between slathered in sauce.
Nelson: Geese. Look at him go. Are we gonna have enough food for when he's done?
Napo: I already put in orders for food for today and tomorrow. We'll work on the rest of the week tomorrow.
But you two are putting all away.
Both: Awwwwwwwwww....................................
And that's pretty much how things went on from there. Every day Junior would come out of his room, sit on the couch
and eat and eat aaaaaaannndd eat. He had meals like this one three times that's day. But the next he asked for
His capacity having stretched from the day before. And on the third five. After that it seemed to plateau.
At first his weight gain wasn't as severe as that first binge. But it caught up quickly.
The first day he gained about 25lbs. But on day two that jumped to 40lbs.
And then on day three he added another whopping 50lbs! He was now a whopping 400lbs!!
He wore the PJs solely since then. Seeing no point in buying new stuff just to out grow it the next
But even the plus size clothes where nearing there limits.
Right now our corpulent roo was sitting on the couch in the living room watching TV while munching on his third
of the day (waffles this time.) His rump taking up two cushions and spreading to the third.
He was shoveling down fork full after fork full down his mouth. Each scoop pressing his stomach out just a little more.
Pushing his PJs to there limits. Gaps forming in between each button. His s fur showing through in diamonds shape holes.
Another few bites and another inch of pudge. His buttons straining. Crying out at the marsupial to stop.
But falling on deaf ears. Junior only had a couple bites left. He opened his mouth. Face slightly squished by pudgy cheeks.
He ate one bite(creeek) Then another(groooooaaannn) Then the final bite(shrrrriiiiiip!!)
Junior: Hmmm? What was(ZING! POP! SHOOOM!! CRASH!!!!!!)
And Just like his front most button pops off flying across the room crashing into and smashing a vase under the TV.
His muzzling instantly went crimson, both embarrassed and relieved for the extra space. At least he was until.
(creak, creak, rrrrrgggrgrrrgrrrrrrr!!!!)
Junior: Ohh cra
(Shooom, zip, pop, zing, zoom, Bang!)
One butoom after another pops off. Firing like a machine gun. His stomach surged forwards.
Ploping onto his lap covering his even his generous thighs. The golden blob resting in front of him.
He went beyond beat red. He just couldn't believe he burst all his buttons in the living room!
Junior: Maybe I should go to my room.
He hoisted himself off with the couch with a huff. Still not used to the new weight.
And walk\waddled down the hall and to his personal bathroom. He used his foot paw to pull out a scale from
underneath the cabinets to check his weight. Not wantingnto bend over and rip his pants.
And for the first time in days took a real look at his feet and gasped. They had defiantly grown along with him.
Each paw was easily two feet long! Reaching out the end of the overhang called his stomach. And not only longer.
But fatter to. His paws looking swollen and soft. His toes plump and foot pads puffed up. He gave them a wiggle.
He could feel the fat in them slosh and squish as he did so. He shook his head and put the scale in the middle of the room. He took a breath and
stepped on. Having to keep his feet pulled up so they don't rest on the floor. The number climbing and falling. Junior had to pick up his gut and pull it
back just to see the numbers. And even then just barely. The scale beeped as it finally stopped at 405. Junior stepped off a little bewildered. He walked out
of the bathroom and into his room. And walked over to his closet. He started pulling his hoodies and coats he had hanging there. Not being touched all week
for obvious reasons. After he got them off he could see his full length mirror that was underneath them. And for the first time all weekba good look at
himself to.
His jaw went slack at the sight. Surprised by how much bigger he was. The first thing he saw was his face. His cheeks where the size of the of apples. They
squished into muzzle making him look like his had them full of food even when they where empty. His neck was now a bloated ring of fat that circled his head.
Pressing up against his now double chin. He tried to flex his once toned arm, but it was impossible. It sagged and wobbled. Now as big around as his legs
where 150lbs ago. Evend his hands looked fat. Both pudgy and bloated. His chest, once muscled and firm now looked like two golden pillows. He pressed his
paws to his new moobs and marveled at how far they sank into them. And at how soft they where. They were so big they rested on the mountain of a gut he now
sported.
Which was a sigy to The tan mound hung off his frame and down to his thighs covering his lap even when standing. He hefted it up with both hands and dropped
it. Finding the feeling of it slapping his legs oddly fun? His started rubbing the ball of pudge. Feeling how easy it was to mold and shake. Junior was so
interested in his new flab he didn't even notice he was smiling. After a minute of playing with his weight he removed the ruins shirt and turned around to
get a look at what was behind him.
His back and shoulder where incredibly wide. You could see each and every field and love handle that lined his sides. His neck squished as he turned his head
to look in the mirror. His tail was no longer the slender appendage it once was. Now being almost three times as wide. It hung limply behind him over the two
bloated spheres his rump had become. He actually had to reach behind to lift it out of the way so he could see the rest of his behind. And it was no wonder
the couch seemed to be getting more comfortable. He had his own built cushions! The PJ bottoms did little to hide the new size of his butt. Each cheek was as
big as a pumpkin. They pressed outnao far Junior was sure that if he bent over that it would be the end of his pants. He gave his hips a shake and watched it
jiggle and sway like it had a mind of its own. Even when he stopped it took ten seconds for the rest of him to moving. And under those "glutes" was his legs.
His once powerful legs that helped his score during his game time and time again. Now looked like large sacks of flower. So fat and heavy his knees started
to get swallowed up by the extra weight. Not that Junior could see that with his his belly in the way. The basketball player dropped his sausage of a tail
and turned back to the front. Finally noticing he was smiling.
He thought about his situation as he looked at the blob of a too he was becoming. Junior knew he could probably lose the weight if he wanted to. Go on a
diet, Exercise. In a year or two he be back down to his old weight and be completely fine. Except with "much" bigger feet.
But the more he thought about it the more he realized (much to his own surprise) That he liked being fat. Eating anything he wanted all day. Watching TV and
playing video games. He also loved how the weight felt. The way it jiggled and shook whenever he moved. It made him feel soft and warm. As well as big and
powerful.
With that in mind he gave his belly a light slap and made his decision. He would stay fat. He likes it and that's all that mattered.
Junior: Now to get something to eat. I'm starving.
He walked over to his nightstand to grab his phone and order take out when (Sssshhhhhrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip) He instantly blushed and made a new
decision.
Junior: First I better order some new pajamas. (riiip) Express shipping.
From then on Junior reveled in his weight gain. He never would have guessed how much
fun it was to be fat. The way his body jiggled and swayed. The fact that he had love
handle thick as a soda can. But most of all has insanely plush he felt.
The only thing he found odd was that no matter how much weight he put on he never felt
heavier. And I dont mean he wasn't getting heavier, far from it. But he was able to handle it
without issue. When he told Archie the roo decided to call the doctor and see if they knew
anything about it. The doc ran a couple new tests on Junior later that day and found the virus
had mutated slightly. It seemed the virus was having trouble converting protien to fat so it
adapted to find a place for it. By converting it into muscle! as a result the weight and his frame
felt like it barely weighed him down. But the doc said not to worry. It was still breaking down
and should be gone in a few days few days.
When Junior heard this he nearly screamed in joy. This meant there was no reason not to go
even further with his weight gain.
On his way home he ordered double his "usual" order at Burger kong. And when he got home
he had to order even more becuase he had finished every last bitenby the time he got to the
couch. Licking the grease from his paws while on the phone.
Now that he knew there was no reason to stop every delectable bite tasted even more so.
almost day and night he plowed through pizza after sub after bucket of kfc. His stomach would
bloat from how much soda a drank. And still he always had room for more. When the
others asked why he ramped things up he told them the absolute truth.
Thank he loved being a fatty. That every night he felt more cushiony plushbpack onto his frame.
How the doors brushed his sides when henwalked from room to room. Bis fat tail
fwumping happily against the couch the whole time. At first they were shocked to hear this. But
after giving some thought they where ok with it. If it made there buddy happy then is was fine
by them. And Juniors weight continued to grow.He knew he only had three or four days until
the virus was gone forever so he ate every chance to to get as big as he possibly could. His tan
fur having to cover more and more of his fat hide. His weight grew so fast be had to get new
PJ's twice a day. Always for the next size up. He put on ninety pounds that day. That dome of a
gut taking the brunt of it. It got so big he couldn't even reach the 4 inches around his belly
button to give himself belly rubs in his favourite spot. A problem he was expiencing right
now in fact.
It was two day later. And by the time the virus ran out the corpulant roo had managed to reach
a whopping 700lbs!!!!Junior was sitting on the couch in a new pair of pajamas. The buttons
having popped off from
his latest binge leaving his chest and flabulous belly out for all to see.(a regular occurrence now)
surrounded by junk food like normal. Except for the first time all week he wasn't eating any of
it. Right now he was hunched over trying to scratch an itch right below his cavernous belly
button. Not a little itch. But those king that will take forever to go away if you don’t scratch it.
His moobs. pressing into his chins. Squished between the sausages his arms had become. But
his pudgy digits just couldnt reach. Huffing in frustration he slumped back in the couch
in defeat.
He was about to give up when his tall ears swivled picking up the sound of Archie walking in, He
plopped down on the recliner and grabbed some chips watching so tv. Junior
knew he had no other choice. He bit his tongue until he worked up the nerve to ask Archie if he
would,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
When Archie walked in he saw Junior once again sitting on the couch with the tv on and food all
around him. He had to admit the roo had some serious heft to him. He and Kevin often made
bets how many pounds he could gain an hour. Or how many burgers he would down in fifteen
minutes. Though Archie always wondered how soft he was. He just looked so warm and cuddly.
And Junior looked so happy with the extra padding. Always rubbing his belly and jiggling his fat.
It just looked fun. Archie was just gonna head to the kitchen to get a soda when he saw Junior
waving him over. Archie walked over.
Archie: Hey bud. Whats up?
Junior: I,,,,,,ummmm. I need some help.
Archie: Sure, what'cha need?
Archie notices that his pal seems a little uncomfortable and_______twitchy? There was a long
pause without anyone saying anything. And Junior was getting twichier and twitchier. Until.
Archie: You know I can’t help if you do
Junior: I NEED YOU TO SCRATCH MY BELLY!!
Archie: Wha??
Junior: I have this really bad itch right in the middle that’s driving me nuts and my belly is to big
for me to reach.
Archie: ummmmmmJunior: Please. I really need your help dude. IArchie: ok.
Junior thought it was weird how easy that was, but he was so happy he didn’t question it. He
just smiled as Archie squeezed into what little remained of space on the couch.
Archie: In the middle right? (Gives Junior a questioning look.)
Junior: Yeah, right below the belly button.
Archie: Here? (Begins scratching in wide arcs)
He could tell by the look on his face that was the right spot. Junior slumped back and closed his
eye because of the relief. His whole body just instantly relaxed. Arms at his doughy sides, tail
thumping happily, and ear twitching.
Archie smiled. Happy to help, but then another idea hit him. Taking a look at his tubby bud to
make sure his eye where still closed, He decided to see how truly soft his pal was.
After scratching a bit more to make sure the itch was gone he slowly opened his hand up and
went from scratching to rubbing. Before all he felt was the roo's hide jiggling. But now he could
squish and mold the pudge. His hand pressed in with almost no effort. The flab folding over his
paw as he sloshed it around in his hand. He even took a big palm filling fold of it and gave it a
shake. It was softer than he could ever have imagined. It was like the perfect pillow made of roo
fluff. He watched as every time the golden globe shook it sent ripples throughout the rest of
him. His moobs bouncing, thighs rolling, even his pudgy cheeks where shaking.
He played with Juniors fat for who knows how long. He even used his tail to jiggle his barrel legs
and beach ball butt. He then got down in front of it on his knees and started rubbing in with
both arms. Almost hugging it just to feel more, and more , and more. Archie just couldn’t resist
anymore. He leaned down and pressed the side of his face into Junior’s gut. The way it gurgled
and rolled was just so soothing. A big dopey smile spread over his muzzle as he lay there. Still
rubbing it with one hand. Itbwas so comfy he fell asleep right there on the spot. Giving belly rub
even while unconscious. Unknown to him a certain someroo woke up.
Junior came out of his stuper once the right after the scratching turned to rubbing. At first he
was gonna ask what Archie was doing but once he felt that paw gliding across his poundful
body he froze. First he figured Archie just was trying to win another bet but once the skinny roo
started to ramp it up 2 and 2 clicked. He wondered if he should say something but could not
bring himself to. Archie was hitting all his sweet spots. The roaming digits send sparks to his
brain wherever they went. It was good when he did the rubbing himself, But to have Somefur else
do it was on a whole other level. (Isn’t that always the way.)
His gigantic toes involuntarily curlded with out his permission. He had to dig his two and a half
feet long paws into the carpet to stop them. He didn’t want Archie to know he was awake yet
or else he might stop And that just couldn’t happen. He closed his eyes and pretended to be
asleep as his surprise massage got more intense.
It took all his will power not to moan in bliss every time his butt was skook or stomach groped.
Now Archie was using both arms. He grave Juniors moob a squeeze through the PJ’s forcing
Junion to hold hid breath to stay quiet. The whole thing was electric.
Then little by little it slowed. But it never stopped. After a bit Junior peeked an eye open to see
Archie had fallen asleep on him. Using him as a makeshift bed. Junior smiled seeing even while
asleep he was still rubbing his belly in a big full contact hug. When Archie awoke, Junior was
gonna have a new belly rubber. Of this he was sure.
Little did they know they where being watched. Hidden in the room was microscopic cameras.
Watching everything going on.
Somewhere in and evil lair two fur where watching. Both with
menacing smile plastered on there face.
???: Master. You did it! Your virus is a complete success.
Master: Yes. Just look at him. So fat he takes up the whole couch. Can’t even reach that cave he
calls a belly button. There’s no dought now. Send out the (party favors) I think it’s time we
introduce the other to the larger side of life.
Category Story / Fat Furs
Species Kangaroo
Size 120 x 90px
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