FA+
Shop
3764
Views
Views
169
Favorites
Favorites
Category
Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Elephant
Size 1280 x 640
File Size 146.7 kB
Report this content
★
More from Dragontzin
It's not the first time you give tube feeding a try. It's fun. You get to indulge in your favourite thick liquids, from heavy cream to pudding. What's not to love? You position the end of the grey rubbery hose in your mouth, and wait for the influx of rich dense fluid. The wave hits you and the feeling is a bit overwhelming. You gulp in auto-pilot. The tautness of your belly only registers in the back of your mind, as it wanders off into cloud nine.
Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp...
How long has it been? A few seconds? A minute? Ten? Fifteen? Forty-five?
You slowly come to realize that the hose is still attached to your mouth, and fluid is still steadily oozing down your throat. You belly feels incredibly full. So full that the skin feels taut like a drum. So full that it has begun weighing down aided by the relentless force of gravity. So full that you can feel the tightness of your shirt trying to conceal the sagging mass. So full that it has escaped the constraints of your shorts. They were tight to begin with, but at this point, there is no way their button will be fastened any time soon.
The flow has reduced to a trickle, and now you feel fit to burst, so you figure it is as good moment as any to finish this stuffing session. But when you try to yank the hose out from your mouth with a lazy tug, the rubbery cylinder stretches, but remains connected to your face. Huh? That's strange. You get a better grasp of the tube and deliberately give it a tug. The grey object stubbornly refuses to budge.
Not only that but just now you notice that your fingers no longer have a clear colour contrasts with the rubbery tube. They seem grey and broad... and somewhat leathery? Is this a trick of the light? What exactly was in that creamy delight?
Your other hand joins the kerfuffle, but the more you pull the more the tube seems to tug on your face. As if it was no longer a tube but rather a mask on your face. the commotion has thrown your glasses to the floor. But that has little to no importance when you seem to have a tube attached to your nose!! Your body feels heavy. Even holding up your arms to the hose takes out a lot of your stamina, and you for once wish you were still swallowing some of that dense drink. You sigh. Wait... where did the hose go?
But the sudden exhalation brings up its own set of problems: your shorts feel tighter than ever before, and the same applies to your shoes. You can almost hear the seams popping in a cacophony of tears that has been spreading all over. You look down to try to figure out what is going on, only to be met with an increasingly round surface peeking out from underneath your ill-fitting shirt. There is no way you are that full... right? By your estimates your waist size must have grown to at least twice your former circumference, and it shows no signs of stopping!
As confusing as everything might feel, you are enjoying the whole experience. The ever-present feeling of fullness, the exhilarating rush of overgrowing your once loose clothes, plus... for some reason, you feel more at ease. Your body feels true. It's as if you had been wearing a costume for your entire life and now, you got to pull back the curtain and reaveal your true form.
After a few minutes you look down at yourself. It has become apparent that the grey colour was not an illusion. And what used to be a hose, is no more. Now a fully flexible trunk hangs in between your long impressive tusks. Your ears fan the air around you very efficiently, heling you keep your cool. You're an elephant! You are a massive elephant!! Your gut hangs low, past your knees, which have been encased in thick adipose sagging from your thighs. The only way you can explain how you can still remain standing is that your behind must have packed just as much padding, to counterbalance the boulder of a midsection you now sport. Your arms, bulky and wobbly press against your love handles constantly fighting for space. Your neck has been swallowed by a supple tire of fat, that severely disagrees with the size in the tag of the tatters clinging to your chest of what used to be a loose shirt just a few weeks ago.
A few thumping steps only serve to enhance the weightiness of your pachyderm physique.
It seems like someone thought turning you into an elephant would be a great prank. Well... revenge is a dish best served while seating on the perpetrator. Isn't that the way the saying goes? Come on, you know an elephant never forgets...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This was a commission for Lore A. Fanté! Who proposed to me this sequence, and I could not resist the idea. It was extremely clever and appealing to me. And oddly enough, I happened to finish it right around April Fool's. So it seemed like a great excuse to pitch it as a prank.
The last thing I want to say before I go is, Dear FA... why the heck isn't there an "elephant" tab on Species??? They are marvelous, incredible, astounding animals that deserve our respect and attention. We have Quolls and Porpoises but no Elephants? What a shame.
Enough shade for today.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Lore A. Fanté ©
randompeasantArtwork © yours truly
dragontzin
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Elephant
Size 1280 x 640px
File Size 146.7 kB
Comments