Been having trouble finishing the last couple weight-gain stories I started, so I decided to try something short and simple as practice. Stars Lion August and a malfunctioning soft-serve machine.

August gets a craving for soft-serve from Husky Burger, but ends up getting far more than he bargained for...

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Super Sized
By: IndigoRho

The entrance to Husky Burger loudly lurched open as a black-and-white lion pushed through, thankful to be out of the chilly night. August had found himself suddenly craving soft-serve on the way home, and decided to indulge a little. He tried to avoid eating too much junk food and sweets, eager to stay fit so he could enjoy his many athletic interests. Fortunately a simple soft-serve cone wasn't going to do him any harm.

At that time of night Husky Burger was essentially deserted, devoid of other customers with only a couple exhausted employees scrambling to handle the busy drive-through. On a whim August opted to use one of the self-serve kiosks to order rather than give the employees more to juggle; besides, he'd always felt they were more convenient. He took a moment to remember his way around the menus of the free-standing kiosk, thankful a decorative glass divider wall hid his confusion from others.

Inevitably August found and selected a chocolate soft-serve cone, but to his surprise a follow-up option appeared right after. “Would you like to Super Size?” He mumbled aloud. “Huh, didn't think they offered to up orders like that anymore, could be fun.”

Choosing yes led to a prompt for him to lean in closer, which the baffled lion complied with without really thinking. Seconds later a hidden hatch on the kiosk abruptly opened, and a hose shot out, forcing its way into August's open maw and down his throat. He let out a garbled mmmph! and stumbled backwards, grabbing the tube in both paws in an attempt to dislodge it. Beneath his grip he felt the hose suddenly vibrate, followed immediately by a cool sensation filling his stomach: soft-serve.

The lion's eyes widened and his struggles intensified. August didn't have a clue as to why the kiosk had decided to pump ice-cream into him, but he wasn't interested in waiting to see how long it'd stay running. His middle was already starting to round out noticeably, wobbling and bulging more and more with each passing second. The creases of his shirt vanished as it tightened around his swelling belly, far too small to handle the unexpected growth.

August pulled at the hose with all his might to no avail, not even managing to make it budge an inch. Stepping away proved impossible, and with his mouth full he couldn't call for help, just say muffled nonsense. The lion's belly was larger than a beach ball by then and fully exposed, his shirt scrunched up. He could feel himself slowly getting weighed down by the soft-serve filling him and was soon forced to abandon his efforts to remove the hose in order to hold his own gut up with both paws. His knees wobbled along with his bulging middle, August whimpering as he wondered just how much soft-serve was in the tank supplying him.

Little-by-little August slumped forwards, ending up atop his now massive belly, immobilized. He was still growing, slowly rising until even his paws couldn't touch the floor anymore. As his furry black middle pushed against the kiosk's base he pawed wildly at the menu screen, hoping to somehow turn the machine off or break it—anything to stop the flow of soft-serve. Unfortunately August had no effect on the malfunctioning kiosk.

The larger August got the more he started worrying about the most dangerous part of the soft-serve filling him: the calories. He couldn't even begin to imagine how many were contained in that much ice-cream, how many pounds he'd gain once it was all digested. Fifty pounds? A hundred, two hundred? August whimpered around the feeding tube, his thoughts dominated by visions of himself sporting a blubbery gut and round moobs. Would he only be able to waddle rather than walk, belly jiggling with every step? At the very least he wasn't going to be hiking or skateboarding for the foreseeable future.

The mass of lion continued to grow in all directions, bulging sides pressing into chairs, tables, and of course the divider wall. Consuming such a ridiculous amount of ice-cream was exhausting August, leaving him just barely able to fidget and groan as he swelled, on the verge of a freezing food coma. His middle put more and more weight on the kiosk, swelling all around it and causing it to creak and bend. With a terrible snap! the kiosk was sent crashing to the floor, August's whole body jiggling from the impact.

While August's whimpers and swelling couldn't be heard by the busy employees, his destruction of property sure could, and within seconds the rabbit who'd been manning the counter hurried around the corner and into view. As soon as he spotted the overstuffed lion wobbling before him his jaw dropped open, unwilling to believe what he was seeing.

“Oh no, not again!” the rabbit cursed, rushing over and carefully pulling the tube from the dazed lion's mouth.

August let out a messy uorrrrrrrrrrrp as soon as the hose was gone, but he was far too stuffed to respond coherently. The mountain of a cat only groaned.

With a sigh the rabbit pulled out his phone to make a call. “Uh, hey boss, sorry to call you so late, but another kiosk malfunctioned. Um, way worse than last time, I don't even think this guy can fit through the double doors anymore. Y-yeah, I'll offer him some coupons if he doesn't pass out, bye.”

As the frustrated call came to an end, August was still in no condition to do anything. The unlucky lion would spend the next couple days digesting his preposterous unwanted meal, fattening up to the point of being almost unrecognizable by friends. There'd be plenty of apologies from Husky Burger, of course, but in the end their compensation came in the form of free food, the last thing the now hefty feline needed.

Still, with his appetite suddenly increased August couldn't resist taking advantage of the gift. Whether or not the lion could actually return to his old, slim form as left to be seen, though the daily meals at Husky Burger sure weren't going to help...