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With jaw agape, the bartender watched Hund dropped the top of the keg onto the ground with a loud “THUD!”. Not a single drop fell to the ground. Banging against his chest, Hund released some trapped air with a loud “BWOORP!”. He then placed a hand on his bloated middle; the diameter of Hund’s belly expanded by at least a foot fully revealing the front of Hund’s white belly and the brown spot that outlined his belly button. Each pat of his belly emanated an audible slosh to those nearby.
Meanwhile, the racoon grinned ear to ear pleased with the results of her wager with the bartender. The bartender gritted his own teeth, as he made his way to retrieve the cash he owed to the racoon. “You can just take it off my tab if it makes it easier for ya!” The bartender kept walking, making his way to the other side of the bar to attend to another customer. In his periphery, the bartender heard the loud thumps of Hund pounding his way to the back of the bar. As he approached, the bartender called out “Paying for the keg?!”. Hund ignored the ask; beelining his way to the back of the bar. The bartender’s eyes widened as Hund lugged a second keg to his spot, beer sloshing in the vessel as loudly as in Hund’s belly. “Wait a minute! You are not slugging down a second keg without paying for the first!”. Hund dropped the keg, glaring at the bartender. He then began walking to his gym bag to retrieve his wallet. “Don’t sweat it big guy! I’ll cover you!” yelled the racoon. Hund turned his head to the racoon. “You sure you want to do that?” Hund asked. “Just keep drinking!” The racoon yelled. Hund nodded his head, a sign of his gratitude to the kind act.
The bartender walked back to the racoon, “Awfully generous of ya." he said sarcastically. “Not as much as what you are about to give to me.” the racoon fired back smirking. The bartender stared at the racoon confused. “Do you think he’ll finish that second keg?” the racoon asked. “You saw that gut, it’s got to be stretched out by now.” the bartender answered clearly not learning from his mistake. “Are you $200 sure?” the racoon asked. The bartender stared daggers at the racoon, “This is another bet, isn’t it?”. “Only if you accept” the racoon replied sticking her arm out. The bartender grasped her hand like a vice. “Deal”.
Thanks again to
ZodimWolfclaw for this set
Meanwhile, the racoon grinned ear to ear pleased with the results of her wager with the bartender. The bartender gritted his own teeth, as he made his way to retrieve the cash he owed to the racoon. “You can just take it off my tab if it makes it easier for ya!” The bartender kept walking, making his way to the other side of the bar to attend to another customer. In his periphery, the bartender heard the loud thumps of Hund pounding his way to the back of the bar. As he approached, the bartender called out “Paying for the keg?!”. Hund ignored the ask; beelining his way to the back of the bar. The bartender’s eyes widened as Hund lugged a second keg to his spot, beer sloshing in the vessel as loudly as in Hund’s belly. “Wait a minute! You are not slugging down a second keg without paying for the first!”. Hund dropped the keg, glaring at the bartender. He then began walking to his gym bag to retrieve his wallet. “Don’t sweat it big guy! I’ll cover you!” yelled the racoon. Hund turned his head to the racoon. “You sure you want to do that?” Hund asked. “Just keep drinking!” The racoon yelled. Hund nodded his head, a sign of his gratitude to the kind act.
The bartender walked back to the racoon, “Awfully generous of ya." he said sarcastically. “Not as much as what you are about to give to me.” the racoon fired back smirking. The bartender stared at the racoon confused. “Do you think he’ll finish that second keg?” the racoon asked. “You saw that gut, it’s got to be stretched out by now.” the bartender answered clearly not learning from his mistake. “Are you $200 sure?” the racoon asked. The bartender stared daggers at the racoon, “This is another bet, isn’t it?”. “Only if you accept” the racoon replied sticking her arm out. The bartender grasped her hand like a vice. “Deal”.
Thanks again to
ZodimWolfclaw for this set
Category Artwork (Traditional) / All
Species Husky
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