Jake finds an exciting new addition to Burgerland's menu. The burgers are big... and Jake's waistline will be too, if he continues to eat.

Story for  obeselycanrocjake

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Jake scratched his belly uncertainly as he looked at the advertisement for Burgerland. He was absolutely starving. He swept his other paw over his blue fur while he thought, the fur soft and sleek on the Midnight Lycanroc’s impressive five-foot, nine-inch figure.

He looked over the ad uncertainly. An all-new option, the Everything Burger, complete with six patties, cheese, and every single topping in the restaurant? It sounded just too good to be true! He immediately had to go see for himself.

Pushing open the door, the rich scents of the greasy food at Burgerland hit his nose, making him want to drool. He rushed to the counter, putting his paws eagerly on the surface as he leaned over to order. “I’ll have one Everything Burger, please!”

The cute Ninetales in the kitchen smiled, and began working on his order right away. “One Everything Burger coming right up!”

When Jake was finally handed the heavy treat, he yelled out a short “Thanks!” and rushed to his seat. The burger was absolutely massive, as promised, six juicy patties stacked on top of each other, big fluffy sesame-seed buns, all the ketchup and mustard he could have wanted, plus any other topping he so desired, and every patty absolutely dripping with a fat layer of cheese in between.

Jake hungrily dove in, stretching his jaws to shove huge bites of burger into his mouth and snarling with delight. Grease dripped down his chin onto his blue fur, ketchup and mustard squeezing out the sides to land on the plate. The burger was amazing.

Since he’d been hungry, he finished the burger in no time at all. Even though it was huge, he decided he wanted another. He realized that if he bought another one and brought it home, he’d get to have it for dinner. Sounded like a good plan to him. He went up to the counter and asked for more.

Jake was halfway home before he realized his belly was rumbling. The burger had been so good. He knew he should really wait until he got home for the second one, but he couldn’t resist. It would be okay to just have just another half for now, right?

He carefully lifted it from the takeout bag, balancing it in both paws to munch as he walked. By the time he got home, he realized that he’d been so engrossed in the delicious flavors that he’d accidentally eaten the whole thing. Oh well. I suppose I can just go back whenever I want, he told himself.

As the days went by, he really did find himself returning over and over again. Eventually, he was going every day, and eating even more each time. Within a week, he could now fit three of the burgers in a single meal, and still bring some home for later. He’d always snack on one during his walk home, and snarf down the rest a few hours later. He realized, maybe he should be buying even more to bring home? They barely ever lasted until his actual dinnertime.

Finally, about two weeks later, he had been eating them nearly constantly. As that weekend wrapped up, he went to get up from bed one morning, only to realize that he was having more difficulty than usual rolling his belly out of the bed. It had bulged farther and farther away from his midsection, but he’d barely noticed until now. He clutched it curiously, rubbing his soft fur and watching the small mound jiggle. Was he gaining weight from all the burgers?

He shook his head. They were just burgers, right? Meat was protein, and protein was healthy. Even though they were really big… and he ate them all the time…

The blue fur of his thighs brushed against each other slightly as he got out of bed. It was the first time he’d really paid attention. Well, maybe his legs were gaining muscle from all this walking back and forth to Burgerland. That made a lot of sense, actually.

As he stood at the counter again later that day, ready to order his usual, he noticed his chubby belly bulging out before him slightly, hungrily demanding food. He got down to eating the moment he received his order. His stomach started pushing out farther and farther, used to making more room by now to contain the massive burgers. He licked his lips to make sure all of the cheese went into his mouth.

When he was done a short while later, he felt heavier as he got up from the table, the curve of his developing potbelly brushing the edge as he rose. He made sure to go up and get his regular to-go order before leaving. He knew he’d be snacking on more the moment he walked out the door. He would eat as many as he wanted, as long as he saved a few for home. He was thoroughly hooked on these things.

While lying on the couch later that night, grease dripping from the burger as he devoured his latest delicious victim, it occurred to him that he should weigh himself. Just a few weeks ago, he had been a healthy fifty-five pounds, pretty average for a Midnight Lycanroc. When he stepped on the scale tonight, however, he was startled to see that it read he was a hundred and ninety pounds. He had more than doubled his weight in just a few weeks!

There’s no way that’s possible, Jake thought to himself. The scale must be broken. But as he clutched his belly, he realized that maybe he wasn’t just round because of all his fur. Underneath, an impressive layer of fat was beginning to dominate his midsection. He decided to go over to the mirror, and pinched the little roll that had formed over his hips. I just need to be more careful, he decided. He didn’t mind gaining weight at all, as it made him squishy and soft. But he needed to stay fit enough to get back and forth to Burgerland, since he’d started going multiple times a day.

Several weeks later, it had been over a month since he’d first begun binging on the Everything Burgers at Burgerland. He was standing in the mirror again, admiring his plump thighs. His belly was definitely jutting out more and more, overhanging a little. He grabbed it and squished it closer, seeing the way that his paws dug into the soft flab. It was starting to wrap around his sides, sprouting little lovehandles that bulged over his hips. Jake decided to check the scale again, since it had been a while.

He stepped on.
Three hundred pounds!

He remembered his decision weeks earlier, to go easy on the burgers. However, if anything, he’d actually just been buying more and more. He’d started ordering four of five while at the restaurant, depending on his mood, and also bringing home even more so that he could snack not just on the way there, but also all night until dinner. No matter how hard he tried to save some for dinner, however, he was too addicted to the amazing burgers to wait. He always ended up finishing them all, and then by dinnertime had to go back for more.

On his way for today’s lunch, he noticed his inner thighs moving together more tightly, his belly bouncing with the motion of every step. He was panting by the time he arrived. He was absolutely famished; maybe he should try eating six burgers today.

After ordering, he carefully sat down with his tray of six burgers, more than he’d tried eating in a single meal so far. He was normally able to snack on way more Everything Burgers when he got home at night; he just wasn’t used to eating so many at the same time. Well, I’m sure going to try! he thought.

The first four went down easily, as usual. The cheese and grease dripped over his hands as he held the six-pattied burgers on either side , clenching their thick buns, and he paused to lick his fingers. He was used to eating five sometimes, so he made quick work of the fifth, only slightly slowing down. It wasn’t until he reached the sixth Everything Burger that he began to bite more carefully. However, he wasn’t surprised when he was able to finish the whole thing. He actually realized that he could probably eat even more right now if he wanted.

As he headed home with his usual take-out order clutched in both paws— by now, he was bringing home tons and tons of bags every night—his belly seemed to droop more heavily on top of his thighs. His tail swished back and forth happily even though he started to waddle a bit beneath the extra weight of the paunch pressing down, his hind paws feeling heavier on the pavement.

Every day, as time went on, he noticed himself getting heavier and heavier. He was standing in the mirror again one morning, readying himself for another day of eating hearty meals of burgers. He clutched the thick spare tire that now sat heavily on his figure. His thick thighs squeezed together, his calves pudgy. On his sides, small rolls cascaded down his sides into larger ones until they joined his biggest roll, each lovehandle spilling over his widening hips.
Turning around, he could see that even his tail was fuller, drooping more than usual although it still wagged happily. His big potbelly was jutting out at least a foot or more.

He stepped up onto the scale. Six-hundred pounds! Wow!

It had been another few weeks, maybe a month, but he had doubled his weight again. No wonder he was feeling so heavy. His legs were splayed wide to make room for all the fat on his thighs, and letting all of the pudge droop down farther so that he could see the scale beneath his massive belly. To make sure he wasn’t reading it wrong because his belly was in the way, he took a picture with his phone.

Yup. His weight had definitely doubled.

He started noticing it more and more as he made his way to and from Burgerland multiple times a day, eating large numbers of Everything Burgers at every meal, and constantly snacking on them in between. Fortunately, Jake had incredibly strong legs, able to haul the weight around. Even so, he was starting to feel winded every time he arrived, and even more winded when he’d go home afterwards, since he’d been stuffed with so many burgers and would be carrying even more in his arms.

More weeks went by, and finally one morning, Jake realized that he was having trouble sitting up from bed. The frame creaked ominously beneath him as he rolled over on the mattress. He realized that his big, round belly was pressing heavily on his legs whenever he tried to bend them, making it hard to lift them from the bed. He tried to haul some of his fat out of the way as best as he could by hefting the overflowing adipose in his paws, taking some weight off his legs, and also giving them more room to swing off the side.
It took a while for him to slowly roll to his feet. He wobbled slightly as the heavy weight of his belly pulled him forward, and he had to lean back a bit to balance it. Well, now that he was out of bed, it was time to go to Burgerland. He was absolutely ravenous; he’d begun eating eight burgers per meal, much to the surprise of other patrons in the restaurant, although the chefs and cashiers had gotten to know him by now and always nodded in approval.

I’m probably their best customer!

Jake was panting as he waddled down the street, his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth, tail wagging. He wiped his forehead, the blue fur a bit ruffled in the heat. It wasn’t actually very hot out; mostly, Jake was just struggling due to the effort of hauling his significant girth down the sidewalk towards his favorite burger place.

He ordered nine Everything Burgers this time. Every time it took more and more effort to arrive at Burgerland, he found himself showing up hungrier and hungrier due to exhaustion. Well, that just meant he had even more room for burgers, right? He was burning all of those calories just carrying his heavy ball of lard around, so obviously he’d have room for even more each time.

As he stood at the counter, paw on his chin, he realized that maybe he shouldn’t just up his burger-count to nine per meal. Should he try eating…ten? He was awfully hungry after that walk.

“Excuse me, can I actually get one more Everything Burger with my meal?” he called out across the counter. The employee readily obliged.

Waddling to his seat with the huge tray, a size usually used for entire families to bring all their dinners to the table, Jake sat down and began devouring the burgers. He growled in pleasure as he ate, each burger tasting better than the last. It wasn’t long before he was on the ninth burger. This is easy! He actually enjoyed it as the formidable amount of meat slid one bite after another into his bulging gut.

Now, for number ten, he ate more slowly, but it was mostly so that he could savor every bite. He wiped his chin on the back of his paw several times, letting the juices flood his mouth. He was pretty sure he could eat nothing but Everything Burgers for the rest of his life, and always be happy.

When he was done, he rose from his seat, noticing that it took more than a few times to wiggle his massive gut from under the edge of the table. His rolls bloated out around him, pressed far out from his middle by the amount of burgers packing his stomach. Six patties per burger, and ten burgers total… That’s sixty patties in one meal, he realized. They really were just that delicious.

In addition to his meal, he ordered his usual incredible number of burgers to go, even knowing that he would be back in a few hours for more. It was getting harder and harder to walk to and from Burgerland, but it was definitely worth it for these wonderful fatty patties.

As he bumbled around his home, he had to be careful not to knock things over with his huge paunch. He spent most of his time on the couch now, resting as he ate burgers and watched TV. It was easier than trying to walk around. He was perfectly content with devoting his time to his Everything Burgers.

One morning, after digesting a particularly hearty meal the night before, he decided to weigh himself again. As he stepped on the scale, he realized that it had been awhile, and he definitely couldn’t see the number by now. His overflowing fat spilled out in front of him, wrapping around his sides, every bulge of pudge getting in his way. He reached out his phone with his chubby arms to take a photo of the scale. When he saw, he couldn’t even believe his eyes.

He was eight hundred and fifty pounds, a very impressive amount of fat coating his body. It was clear why he was constantly having trouble walking, always bumping into things, and finding it increasingly hard to leave his bed every morning.

Oh well, he thought. Maybe it seemed like he should slow down, but the Everything Burger was definitely worth it. There’s no way he could give it up by now; his body craved it constantly.

He was out of breath just by waddling towards his front door. His rounded sides brushed either side of the door frame, his blue fur swishing past the smooth wood. His tail still wagged happily as he thought about burgers, imagining the dripping juices and cheese.

Jake was always careful as he maneuvered his massive gut in and out of his seat each day, although he found it increasingly more difficult. He struggled to carry his home takeout order, waddling down the street as his jiggling thighs crashed together with every step, his belly swinging back and forth with each motion. He’d started bringing huge bags now to carry his orders home, since he needed so many burgers. It was an increasingly difficult trip, leaving him huffing and puffing every time.

Several months after being introduced to the Everything Burger at his favorite burger place, Jake was lying in bed one morning after being awakened by his rumbling tummy. He put his paws on it, feeling the soft, doughy mass. It pressed down on his torso, making him sink deeply into his plush bed, so he was enveloped by softness all around. His fat swelled well above him as he lay on his back, so far that it was all he could see when he looked down. His pillowy lovehandles drooped from his sides, his ample hips smothered, the extra girth of his bum pressing on his tail. I wonder how much I weigh now? he mused.

He went to push his mass off the bed, only to realize that it was little use as his sea of fat jiggled and surged around him. Instead, he pushed his leg to the side as leverage while he slowly began to roll his gut to the side, like flipping the world’s fattest pancake. Everything was jiggling and shaking as he squirmed to turn over, his belly heaving and all of the pudge attached to it bouncing with the effort.

Finally, on his side, he swung his other fat thigh towards the edge of the bed, ‘swung’ maybe being a bit of an exaggeration. It slid over his other squishy thigh slowly, the fat making it very heavy as he forced himself to maneuver into position.

The bedframe screamed in destress as he got to the hard part. Now, he had to either push himself up, or keep rolling. Today, he decided to choose rolling, since pushing himself up into a sitting position on the edge of his bed seemed like the more exhausting choice.

Jake’s stomach continued to complain loudly as it was denied immediate burgers, but he was moving as fast as he could. He finally, with a mighty thud as it crashed into the floor, managed to let one leg drop off the edge of his bed. From there, he had more luck rolling himself over, until he could push himself the rest of the way off his bed with his thick, chubby arms.

Now settled on the edge of the bed, his massive belly rolls pooling around him, all he had to do was stand. He leaned forward, although the bulging gut before him pressed down on his lap and impeded his movement somewhat. His thighs and knees were trapped, encased in the result of endless Everything Burgers.

Spreading his thighs wide to make more room for the overhanging belly, he began to work on getting up, rocking himself forward, letting himself fall back, but then using the kinetic energy to push off more forcefully and haul himself onto his feet.

His strong legs stood steadfast against gravity, his own weight crushing down around him. He put out his chubby arms to regain his balance, the bulging fat around him rippling and surging like an untempered sea. His paws waddled thunderously on the floor as he made his way to the bathroom, his jiggling rolls slapping the doorframe as he squished his bulk inside. He decided to step on the scale.

The number rose, and rose, and rose.
Nine hundred pounds.

Jake stood there a moment, scratching the blue fur on his expansive belly, wondering what he should do. Just then, his belly roared loudly. It new exactly what he would do.

He turned around and began his usual trek to Burgerland.