written by an ANONYMOUS CONTRIBUTOR
oh, and warning: this story has some slobbiness in it. don't say i didn't warn you

“*Urrrrrrrrrp!*”

A loud, thick belch rumbled throughout Amy’s apartment, the culprit’s many flabby chins slapping against each other as the last of their chilli-dog induced gas subsided... For about half a minute before a certain pink hedgehog would once again grow bored of how small her subject was and start piling on the junk food for her experiment to slothfully devour, even if not entirely by choice. The ‘subject’ in question being Amy Rose’s self-proclaimed boyfriend Sonic, and her ‘experiment’ being how effective feeding her lover boy some of his favourite greasy snacks for months on end would render him completely incapable of ever running away from her sights again. While Amy was probably sure by the time his bloated feet were lifted a few feet of the ground by his furry blue blubber, that was ages ago to her and her experiment had since shifted to seeing just how huge a slobby pile of hedgehog blubber she could make him. The fact he was already filling up most of her sizeable apartment with his furry blue flesh was enough to so just how far Amy was willing to take this experiment of hers.

“Thaaaat’s right Sonic, just let it all out~!” The pink girl cooed as she stroked his head, giggling as a mixture of drool and half-eaten food slowly dribbled out form in-between his enormous bloated cheeks. “Ooooooh, you’ve become SUCH a messy eater now, haven’t you honey?” Amy asked Sonic, waddling her own obese (but comparably tiny) form down on his chest, wedging herself in-between his comically bloated boy boobs and enjoying the feeling of his sweat and drool slowly washing over her. Sonic merely stared down at her with half-shut eyes, far too gone to feel anything more than hunger, blissful lethargy after his enormous gluttony was satisfied and to Amy’s somewhat twisted pleasure, a deep appreciation for his pink carer. Since Sonic likely didn’t do too much thinking now as Amy stuffed him silly for what felt like years to him, his memories of the first few weeks of this new life, which mostly consisted of him being tied down to a chair and force-fed against his will, now a distant, hazy recollection which he found easier to attribute to someone like Rouge rather than the cute girl that attended to his every need.

Slowly pulling herself out of Sonic’s moobs as she tried in vain to brush off some of the larger clumps of drool and food debris that was always caked to her body after playing around his body, Amy started to make her way down Mt. Hedgeblob’s gargantuan stomach to try and reach the closet she’d recently repurposed into an enormous fridge. An easier task said than done, especially since Amy’s own lifestyle outside of attending to Sonic’s every whim was pretty much eating whatever junk food her boyfriend didn’t devour in seconds, rendering herself quite the fat hedgegirl herself. While nothing compared to Sonic, Amy was enough of a porker to break out into a sweat with every step she took, her flabby gut swaying from side to side underneath her skirt. As she found herself roughly in the middle of what used to be her living room but was now occupied by his deep, food-filled belly button, Amy started to think aloud to herself. “Letsee... We’ve been at this for about 5 and a half months now... You’re less than a foot from my ceiling, and I think my entire bed got enveloped by your big flabby butt about a fortnight ago... I’d say you’re at least six tons now Sonic~!” Amy proclaimed with glee as she managed to wade through his thick vanilla belly, occasionally having to stop and pull herself out of a sweaty roll of flab she’d gotten her own thick legs partially wedged under.

When she finally made her way off her giant of a boyfriend’s blubber, Amy slowly waddled into the part of her apartment that wasn’t being submerged in sweaty blue hedgehog fat, grabbed a few stray donuts and satisfied her own inner sloth as she messily ate them. Washing it down with a nice bottle of soda, Amy turned around to proudly admire her handwork, a largely disinterested Sonic letting out a deep fart as she watched his entire body wobble like a huge bowel of (admittedly pretty foul smelling, and positively dripping in what was hopefully only sweat and drool) jell-o. There wasn’t a moment Amy didn’t regret buying out the entire apartment complex so she could knock down every room to accommodate Sonic’s growing girth.

“*Frrrrrpppppppttttttt~!* Amy... *Uuuuurp!* I think... *Huff* I’m... *Pant* Hungry again... *URRRRRP!*” Sonic managed to say through his heavy breathing, Amy always having to contain herself whenever her boyfriend’s deep voice practically begged her to be fed. “Coming right away, honey~!”

While Amy had to admit she held some nostalgic feelings for the fun behind constantly chasing Sonic around town, trying to attract his attention just to have her advances turned down and sometimes hindered by a pesky restraining order... She preferred his complete and utter reliance on her even more, and with literally tons of Sonic to herself, Amy wasn’t about to start some deep thinking as to whether any of this was morally right or not. Heck, Rouge had managed to write off doing the same thing to Knuckles at Club Rouge as a legitimate business endeavour. Surely innocent little Amy Rose could be granted the same luxury of kidnapping, force-feeding and then rendering completely and utterly immobile her personal crush without having any inner moral or ethical dilemmas!
Waddling into her makeshift fridge and pulling out an enormous keg of melted nacho cheese, the obese Amy slowly heaved it up onto the outskirts of his tummy, her stretched boots sinking into her sweat-drenched carpet as she made several return trips until finally she had an entire pyramid of cheese for Sonic to slowly guzzle down for the next half hour. Screwing in a hose to the top of each keg barrel, Amy slowly heaved her fat self back up to what constituted as the shoulders of Sonic’s mountainous form and playfully dangling the ends of several hoses mere inches in front of his face.
Sonic started to whimper at all that cheese inches from his mouth, his arms long past the point of moving once they were trapped under several feet of wobbly fat, with a mischievous smile Amy teasingly asked Sonic “Are we forgetting something, my big handsome blob of a man~?” Pausing a moment, Sonic shut his eyes and let out an even deeper fart than before, the air becoming even more thick from his pungent stench. Well adjusted to the stench, Amy rolled her eyes. “Uh, I was talking about a little something else honey~...” Amy said a bit more seductively, Sonic’s eyes widening before he slowly puckered his lips. “Thaaat’s more like it~!” Amy giggled before leaning in and giving him a kiss, smiling at Sonic’s blush as got back up. Opening his mouth with both her chubby hands, Amy then wedged in all of her hoses and clamped it shut, letting Sonic chug away at his ludicrously unhealthy meal while she savoured watching himself eat himself even further into complete and utter enormity.