"YES!!! ONE THOUSAND!!!"

The cry came as a surprise to the massive horse as he stirred from his slumber on the couch, his body wobbling as he jolted from surprise.

"*Snrk...!* W-whuh...? One thousand what...?"

The horse turned his head to the side, groggily squinting at the rotund gecko as the latter gleefully pumped his fist into the air, staring at his phone screen. The gecko, beaming with a smile on his pudgy face, held the phone up to the horse's, his green finger pointing to a number.

1000.

"One thousand followers, Sheriff! One thousand people!" He moved over to the large horse's giant midsection and embraced it. "Gahhh, I'm so happy, man...!"

Sheriff, now fully awake, softly smiled and chuckled. "Congratulations, li'l guy. Now yer gettin' into the BIG leagues, and boy, do I mean 'BIG'. Heheh!"

The horse reclined back a little as he slapped his own large gut, creating a tremendous wobble throughout his soft body before leaning back toward the gecko.

"A tremendous congratulations to yuh, though. I know you've worked hard t' make it big!"

The horse chuckled once more, nudging his elbow into the side of Melon's rotund midriff, teasing the gecko on ther falstaffian physique.

Melon smiled, his cheeks as red as his own bulbous belly, and bashfully averted his eyes. "T-thanks. Just... Gah, it's amazing to think that many people have seen and liked the things I do, y'know?"

Sheriff, turning his bulbous body to a sitting position on the creaking couch, nodded. "I understand, yuh big ol' scaly ball of blubber." Melon looked down and poked his belly, a satisfied smile on his face.

"We should celebrate! On me." Sheriff smiled, patting himself on the chest to punctuate his last word. Melon smiled sweetly, but shook his head. "Oh, I appreciate the gesture, but... I don't drink."

Sheriff once again chuckled, a more mischievous grin spreading onto his lips. "Nah, nah, I ain't talkin' bout drinkin', little guy."

Melon, confused, looked up to the large horse, whose body managed to tower over him even sitting down. "Oh...? Then what do you mean?"

Sheriff stood from the couch, towering even further over Watermelon, and gave him a pat on the head. "I'm talkin' cakes."

"Cakes? Like, plural?"

"Mmhmm. Lotsa cakes."

"...how many?"

"One fer each follower y'got there."

Melon gulped nervously.

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"BHUUUUUOOOOORRRRRRP!!!"

Melon lied on his back, his arms and legs splayed out on the floor as his heart pounded within his chest, his soft body surrounded by hundreds of empty cake boxes and what remained of his shredded clothing, wobbling as he breathed heavily through his chubby cheeks. Through exhausted breaths, he asked, "H-how many more... Huff... C-cakes are left...? Puff..."

"Looks like yer just 'bout there, big guy! Only one more t' go." The horse, now dwarfed by the gargantuan gecko's pudgy body, lay atop Watermelon's belly, kneading and playing with the giant red mass before him with his entire body as it gurgled and churned beneath him. "It's t' the right of yer head, there."

The gecko turned his head, his massive cheeks red from exhaustion, to the final cake. He reached one massive, puffy arm over to the box and pushed it closer to his head, using the other arm to reach over his massive, sagging moobs and open it. Opening the box, the gigantic, stuffed gecko huffed at the sight of the proverbial cherry on top of his entire ordeal.

A single rectangular cake, covered with blue and white frosting.

The gecko grunted, opening his maw up wide as he lifted the box up in his pudgy, soft hands, his belly rumbling loudly.

"Come on, big guy! Yer almost done!" Sheriff yelled from atop the bed of a gecko he laid atop.

That was the push Melon needed. He tilted the box back, pushing his face into it and greedily chowing down on the cake, his mouth filled with the delectable frosting and creamy filling mixed with the excellent vanilla sponge, illiciting moans of delight as the gluttonous lizard devoured the confectionery.

Sheriff, peering down at the gecko as they feasted, beamed.

Finally, the cake was gone. Melon tossed the empty box aside, letting his heavy arms fall to the ground, splayed out once again. His heart continued to pound within his chest as he took in just how stuffed he felt, not to mention how fat he had gotten.

Watermelon had not always been a rather corpulent gecko. In fact, up until college, he never thought he would end up even chubby. But with each order of fast food, and with each skipped workout, the pounds eventually piled on. And yet, while he had ended up obese, he was still healthy and maintained a steady weight.

But now, here he laid. Swollen, fattened beyond recognition, positively stuffed.

He licked the frosting on his lips, stifling a small belch. "Mmf... I never thought I'd get this big..."

Sheriff, kneading into the mattress of a reptile beneath him, simply chuckled. "Oh, yer massive... colossal, even! How'd yuh like the cakes, big guy?" He leaned his head over to make eye contact with the gecko.

A smile crept across the large lizard's cheeks as he gave one of his massive moobs a soft squeeze. "I think... I want a thousand more."

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One thousand followers on Twitter, man. It's crazy. I'm extremely grateful to all of you for helping me achieve this milestone.

My good friend,  MajesticMr.B, drew this picture of him lounging atop my belly, and I couldn't not write a little story to go with it. I also did the coloring, which was definitely something I'm not too used to doing, but I think it turned out lovely.

I hope you all like the picture and the story. I certainly enjoyed writing and coloring it.

And again. Thank you so much. <3


Sheriff belongs to, and linework done by,  MajesticMr.B
Watermelon belongs to, and story and colors done by,  WatermelontheGecko