My part of the trade with  MaxyMax and their character Maxime. Hope you like it.
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Maxime, a skinny pig with a tight red suit, brown boots and gloves, and a brown hat, was walking home just from her work. She had blonde curly hair and pink skin like most pigs in the town. She lives in a small two story apartment that’s connected to the other apartments. Maxime unlocks the door to her house and proceeds to go inside. Then, she puts her purse on the table and sits on the couch. She looks at her phone and texts one of her friends. In the text message, she was wanting her friend to come over to her house for a face to face talk. Her friend replied yes and was bringing something special to her. So Maxime places her phone down on the coffee table and waits for her friend to arrive shortly.

An hour later, she heard a knock on her door. “Coming!” She shouts as she stands up and rushes towards the door. When she opened it, she was greeted by a ‘hey’ from her friend Lucy, a female squirrel. But that wasn’t all. Right behind Lucy was a whole stack of donut boxes that Maxime couldn’t count how many there were. “Hi Lucy, what’s with the donut boxes?” She asks.

“They’re for the surprise, silly.” She says, carrying a stack. “Mind helping me get more out of the car?”

“Sure.” Maxime says, before going out to her friends car to get another stack. That’s when she realized there were more than just two stacks. There were like three or four of them. What was her friend planning? It took some time to get all of the donuts inside her house. “Can you explain now?” She nicely demands an answer.

“Oh, it’s kinda hard to explain.” Lucy said, scratching her head. “You see, I need your help.”

“With what?” She asks.

“Getting rid of these donuts. I don’t think I have anywhere else to store them at and I know you have the tendency to eat hugely.” She explains.

Maxime thought that she wasn’t hearing well. Lucy wanted her to eat all of these donuts? “Lucy, I don’t think I can. Is it because I’m a pig I eat a lot?” She questions, feeling offended.

“Of course not!” She said, definitely. “It's just that I really don’t want them to go to waste and I don’t think I can eat them all.”

“Why did you buy them in the first place?” She asks, wanting the whole story.

“I accidentally won a contest for guessing the number of jelly beans in a jar.” Lucy gave out a shyly smile.

Maxime groans in frustration. Even though she thought it was ridiculous, Lucy is her friend. With a sigh, she says, ”Alright, I’ll do it, but don’t win anymore contests after this.” She tells Lucy.

“Oh, thank you so much.” Lucy says, happily and hugging her.


Maxime hugs back before making her step back. “Right, let’s just get this over with.” The two of them start to open boxes of donuts as Maxime munches on them. She stuffs three donuts in her mouth each time, along with Lucy stuffing two more. Her belly started to show signs of fullness as it expanded. Her face was covered in crumbs and icing. “These are a lot. What kind of donut store gives a customer their whole supply of donuts?” She starts to complain.


“One that knows how to take care of their customers.” Lucy said, stuffing more donuts in her mouth.

Maxime felt her suit getting tight on her belly like it might rip. “I don’t think I can eat anymore.” She said, sitting down on the chair, huffing.

Lucy wasn’t going to let her chicken out on this. She wanted Maxime to eat it all and she will. So she took some tape from the shelf and tied her arms and legs on the chair’s armrests and legs. “I think you just need some help.”

“What are you doing!?” Maxime shouts in surprise when she finds out her friend has tied her to the chair.

“Making sure you eat these donuts.” Lucy says, grabbing a few donuts and force feeding her with them.

“Mmphh!” She tried to speak before donuts were stuffed in her mouth and was forced to swallow them down, making her belly even more difficult to cooperate with her tight suit. “My suit, it’s really tight.” She grunts, hearing the suit stretch.


“Then let’s rip it.” Lucy says, building her confidence. She takes a few more donuts and forces Maxime to eat it. Her belly expanding even more, the zipper to the suit breaking. With a few more, the suit couldn’t take it anymore as the zipper ripped in half, leaving an exposed pig belly. “There we go, let’s rip it some more.

“Please don’t. It’s very expensive.” She begs, but Lucy doesn’t care. A couple of boxes later, Maxime started to gain weight. Her belly turned into a small bean bag, her arms and legs fat and puffed like giant long marshmallows that were ripping into her suit, her face showed some fat cheeks and double chins, and her huge butt that was creaking the chair. “Stop. I feel big.”

“That’s the point Maxime.” Lucy says, continuing to stuff her. “I’m gonna stuff you like the pig you are.” Mocking her friend wasn’t part of the plan, but it was something to do while she feeds her. It wasn’t until a few donuts later that her suit continued to tear apart from her arms, legs, butt, and her whole front. “See? We did it.”

“Why are you doing this to me?” She asks, huffing.

“Like I said, getting rid of these donuts.” Lucy moves on to the next boxes as Maxime groans.
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“There you go, big and plumpy.” Lucy says as she sees her fat, whale-size friend. Maxime was as big as a car with a huge belly, thick legs and arms, a chubby face, and a big butt that looks squishy. The tape that was on her wrists and ankles had finally come off, but she was too heavy to move. “That was step one of the plan.” She announces.

“Step one?” Maxime asks, confused and wide eyed. She thought that being too big to move was already enough for her, so what did she want from her?

“Yes.” She opens her duffle bag to pull out what looks like a red mawashi. “I need you to put this on for step two.” Lucy orders her.

“What!? That thing looks uncomfortable to wear.” Maxime refuses.

“Then, I guess I have to do it.” Lucy then fought with the pig to get the mawashi on her. Though it took some time, Lucy somehow succeeded as Maxime looked at it with disgust.

“Lucy, when I get back to normal, you will pay.” She threatens her angrily.

“Not unless I have complete control of you.” Lucy says back as she pulls out a pendulum out of pocket.


“What do you mean complete control?” Maxime asks more questions.

“To be honest, I lied when I said I won the contest. I bought all of these boxes to feed you and turn you into a sumo wrestler.” She says, slowly swinging her pendulum.

“But why?” Maxime didn’t understand at all what was happening, but was starting to get more sleepy as she stared at the swing pendulum.

“Money of course. This isn’t my first rodeo, honey.” Lucy said before Maxime drifted into a deep sleep where Lucy had one hundred percent control. “Now, let’s win some matches shall we?”
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A few hours later, Lucy was sitting in the stands of a sumo match where she watches her hypnotized friend fighting against a smaller sumo and winning the match. “Nice.” Lucy cheers as she leans back and enjoys this moment. Though she might have to get Maxime unhypnotized, at least she got a way for the fat pig to move again. And she’s done this many times with her other friends who had to travel miles away just to escape from her. It’s like groundhogs day all over again, but with different people.