
Did you really think this series was over? Nope! Here we have the sixth installment to the commissioned series drawn by the forever awesome
TheAnnoyingNPC. Still not satisfied with her size in the last pic, my squirrel OC Gwen is going to greater lengths in her ongoing pursuit of growing larger! She's dead set on achieving the ultimate record breaking goal of becoming the WORLD'S FATTEST SQUIRREL!!!
Maintaining the holiday theme of this series, Gwen used Saint Patrick's Day as an excuse for serious food binging and indulging on as many drinks as her TITANIC belly can hold. No worries, though. It's non-alcoholic root beer, as Gwen is twenty years old. She, of course, is quick to point this out to her new rabbit friend, my friend
BrandonFox75's OC, Brandon-X who, being a 6' 5", 600+ pound hunk of blubber, has been enlisted in assisting her continuous gaining. Seems not even he's used to such extreme gorging.
I cannot express how much this guy continues to impress with his work on Gwen's ongoing expansion, especially the added details. She actually upgraded her jewelry again with large hoop earrings, a gem on her bellybutton piercing, some tight fitting finger rings, and a bracelet which actually has a bit of a story behind it as it allows her to slim down for the sake of convenience when activated. It's kind of hard to tell, but Gwen has also grown taller. Her usual default height is 5' 9", but she's now above 6'. One might say this is due to how extreme her gain has become, though another explanation exists in the form of the same friend who gave her the bracelet, having prepared special meals which help her maintain mobility via redistribution of her fat, hence her belly, while still being GINORMOUS, not overtaking her body like in the last pic. Now she's carrying visibly more in her breasts, butt, arms, and face. Even her tail looks fatter.
Look forward to more in the future. It ain't over yet!
You rule to the power of six, man! ^_^
Gwen Vega © Jason Cerundolo
AnthroLoverJay
Brandon-X © Brandon Johnson
BrandonFox75
Artwork by :TheAnnoyingNPC:

Maintaining the holiday theme of this series, Gwen used Saint Patrick's Day as an excuse for serious food binging and indulging on as many drinks as her TITANIC belly can hold. No worries, though. It's non-alcoholic root beer, as Gwen is twenty years old. She, of course, is quick to point this out to her new rabbit friend, my friend

I cannot express how much this guy continues to impress with his work on Gwen's ongoing expansion, especially the added details. She actually upgraded her jewelry again with large hoop earrings, a gem on her bellybutton piercing, some tight fitting finger rings, and a bracelet which actually has a bit of a story behind it as it allows her to slim down for the sake of convenience when activated. It's kind of hard to tell, but Gwen has also grown taller. Her usual default height is 5' 9", but she's now above 6'. One might say this is due to how extreme her gain has become, though another explanation exists in the form of the same friend who gave her the bracelet, having prepared special meals which help her maintain mobility via redistribution of her fat, hence her belly, while still being GINORMOUS, not overtaking her body like in the last pic. Now she's carrying visibly more in her breasts, butt, arms, and face. Even her tail looks fatter.
Look forward to more in the future. It ain't over yet!
You rule to the power of six, man! ^_^
Gwen Vega © Jason Cerundolo

Brandon-X © Brandon Johnson

Artwork by :TheAnnoyingNPC:
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1280 x 774px
File Size 121.1 kB
Gwen: Oh, hey, Gary. Hic. Ah.
(She shifts her titanic bulk in your direction, causing the floor to rumble a bit with each footstep. The monstrously obese squirrel actually looks like she's grown taller, and has clearly become larger all over.)
Gwen: Oh yeah. Fat sex is amazing! Urp. No worries on the crushing part. He goes up to his wrestler size when I'm on top. Hahaha! XD
(She shifts her titanic bulk in your direction, causing the floor to rumble a bit with each footstep. The monstrously obese squirrel actually looks like she's grown taller, and has clearly become larger all over.)
Gwen: Oh yeah. Fat sex is amazing! Urp. No worries on the crushing part. He goes up to his wrestler size when I'm on top. Hahaha! XD
Brandon: So Gwen's informed me.
Gwen: Yeah. He's been going ga-ga over my ever expanding body.
Brandon: And why wouldn't he? Your body's gorgeous!
Gwen: Aw! ^_^
(Deep dimples form in her thick, flab filled face as she grins broadly, wagging her chunky tail to the point of sending undulating ripples through her economy sized rear!)
Gwen: Yeah. He's been going ga-ga over my ever expanding body.
Brandon: And why wouldn't he? Your body's gorgeous!
Gwen: Aw! ^_^
(Deep dimples form in her thick, flab filled face as she grins broadly, wagging her chunky tail to the point of sending undulating ripples through her economy sized rear!)
Brandon: Better activate your slimming bracelet, love.
Gwen: I will when we get outside. Have a good night, Jack!
(The bartender waves and thanks for their business. Gwen lumbers out of the club, shaking the floor as she goes before squeezing her way through the double doors.)
Gwen: (once outside) So, where's your car?
Gwen: I will when we get outside. Have a good night, Jack!
(The bartender waves and thanks for their business. Gwen lumbers out of the club, shaking the floor as she goes before squeezing her way through the double doors.)
Gwen: (once outside) So, where's your car?
Gwen: Brandon?
Brandon: (sighs) We might as well humor him.
(Shrugging, Gwen opens the back door with her thick, meaty finger before attempting to lift a leg and move it inside. It barely fits and the weight of her foot coming down is enough to tilt the car slightly. Her girthy calve is wedging itself between the front and back passenger seats and she can barely get her massive thigh past the door.)
Gwen: Ugh. See? I told you. Can't even get my leg to fit.
Brandon: (sighs) We might as well humor him.
(Shrugging, Gwen opens the back door with her thick, meaty finger before attempting to lift a leg and move it inside. It barely fits and the weight of her foot coming down is enough to tilt the car slightly. Her girthy calve is wedging itself between the front and back passenger seats and she can barely get her massive thigh past the door.)
Gwen: Ugh. See? I told you. Can't even get my leg to fit.
Gwen: (sighs) I'm not in the mood. We do this every time you see me at a new size. Do you want to talk about my beachball sized breasts, my pillowy arms, my tree trunk like legs, etcetera?
Brandon: (parking) Gary, I think she'd just like to get inside and freshen up a bit so she can dance for us.
Brandon: (parking) Gary, I think she'd just like to get inside and freshen up a bit so she can dance for us.
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