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Koffey gets a Christmas gift from Santa himself. Leading to the lion quickly outgrowing his own home, fattening up to be the biggest thing alive.
Just a quick story for the Holidays. Features cameos from some of my good buds
Haedonr0cks 
FurryGamerlife 
Residential-Fuzz
Koffey groggily woke up, stepping into a set of slippers he had set right by his bed. His alarm only rang once right before the lion turned it off. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his chubby belly filled up half of his lap, a soft layer of pudge covering up his groin.
“AAahhhwaWYYAn!” He yawned out, standing up and slipping into a nearby robe. Koffey was a lion with slightly long brown hair, curling up at the sides, and parting right in the center of his forehead. His fur coat was a light orange, and his muzzle was lighter than that, it being roughly the same shade as coffee with too much cream in it. The lion had a small orange patch in between his eyes that started at the base of his forehead, and went all the way down to the top of his cherry red nose. Some scruffeled up chest fur, which was a shade or two lighter than his hair, stuck out from the top of his robe, completing his morning look.
A smile rose to his snout as he looked down to his wrist watch. “It’s Christmas.” He said, nearly unbelieving of the fact. “It’s here.” He gasped out, ready to enjoy the festivities.
He walked down to his living room, and nearly walked right through it, planning on making it to the kitchen to brew himself some coffee. But he stopped when he spotted something that wasn’t there last night. In the corner of the room sat the modest Christmas tree that he had put up. There were a dozen or so presents underneath, all of which would be opened later today when the lion’s friends would come over for their Christmas gathering. But, in front of the tree, sat on a small wooden table was a small gift-wrapped box. He walked over to get a better look, and on the present he could see a small tag simply reading ‘Koffey’.
“Who put this here?” Koffey asked to no one in particular. He picked up the small gift, and flipped over the tag to read the back of it.
‘You’ve been my favorite fur on the Naughty list this year, HoHoHo I know you’ll enjoy your gift, I’ve made it just to fit your Tastes. Signed Mr.C’
“What the?” Koffey asked, tearing the wrapping off from the gift. Once the paper was gone, he could see that it was a small box with black silk lining every inch of it. “What is this thing?” He squinted his eyes as he tried to figure it out. He then spotted two small sets of hinges on the back, and realized it would open up like a jewelry box. Without any second thought, the lion opened his gift, and it would turn out to be the biggest surprise of his life.
In a flash, something sprang forth from the box, and latched onto the front of the lion’s maw, leaving behind a few glittery particles as it flew through the air. Koffey dropped the package out of shock, reaching up to try to pull the thing off of his snout, but it wouldn’t budge an inch, like it was held in place by liquid-cement.
“MMhmm….Mmhmm!?” He gasped out, being muddled from the thing. Feeling all over it with his paws, he could make out that it was like some sort of gas-mask without any hoses or tubes connecting to it. He could breathe easily enough through his nose, but his mouth was blocked by what felt like some rubber flaps sticking into his maw.
The device started to make a small humming sound, as a few beeps and boops (Which were somehow in the tune of Jingle-bells) started playing. And then, without any further warning, Koffey felt something enter his maw.
It tasted like candy-canes, chocolate-covered-cherries, gingerbread-men, hot-chocolate, and eggnog all rolled into one dense concoction of flavors. A very thick paste flooded his gullet, but it didn’t feel that way to the lion. Koffey could taste every different element of the paste individually, even down to the different textures that each flavor provided. He could somehow feel the sweet filling of the chocolate-cherries, the smooth texture of the candy-canes as he licked them, the eggnog and hot chocolate roll splash down his throat, and the gingerbread get mashed up into crumbs underneath his sharp teeth. It was an entirely unique flavor experience to the lion.
Koffey tried his best to scream, but all he could push out was a weak muffle from the onslaught of food-sludge rushing down his throat. He tried spitting it out, but that proved just as successful as pulling the device off. The mask just kept pumping more and more of the sweet slop down his gullet, somehow producing a seemingly infinite supply out of thin air. The lion could feel his stomach fill up with it, like a balloon quickly being filled with water. Only a few seconds after it started, his belly began to inch outwards.
“MMmhmmm!” The lion groaned, reaching down to rub his bloated belly. His stomach grew tight with all of the sludge, and it only grew tighter with each passing second. His figure quickly outgrew its usual chubby stature. His tummy’s size doubling, tripling, and quadrupling over and over again in mere seconds. His belly ballooned out in front of him bigger than fifteen feet round, making the lion’s legs buckle. A bright red blush plastered on his face from embarrassment, as a few beads of sweat started down his forehead.
“”MMM-MMMhHmMMHHH!” He tried to scream louder and louder, and a deep hue of red colored his entire, massive belly. It felt like he would pop at any second. But then, almost definitely by the act of some small miracle-
GGGrrBbalalwggabwggGGRgggrGGG!
The lion’s belly growled loud, rattling the windows in their frames. And his body instantly digested all of the sludge in his stomach. His taut, ready to burst belly gave way to a soft, doughy tummy. A deep fat fold formed in the center of his midsection, and the bottom of his belly quickly grew big enough to sag all the way down to the ground. The top of his belly continued to rise and soften, growing to be taller than Koffey was, and wider all around that he was by a few times over.
Though his tummy wasn’t the only part of him affected, every single inch of the lion’s body was hit full force by the influx of calories. His hips, back, legs, arms, neck, face, and ass ballooned outwards. Koffey struggled to stand for a few more seconds, before falling right down on his growing butt. The lion was beside himself, watching every inch of his figure grow heavier, softer, and fatter with every second. His head rose up as his entire body expanded outwards with fat, almost like a muffin baking in the oven.
Koffey moaned, he made one more pitiful attempt to pull the mask off, and then his arms grew too fat for him to control. His limbs fell down to his hips, and then slowly started to rise up from just how massive his hips were now too. His fingers fattened up with the rest of him, becoming fat little digits that could no longer be moved voluntarily.
He panicked, watching his body grow out of control. Already his was a solid twenty feet around, and every additional pump from the mask seemed to add on a foot to his width. His body grew fatter, softer, doughier, and warmer with every second. A blush rose to Koffey’s face, as he realized how comfortable he was being this fat. It was like his own figure was the world's largest blanket in the world, and he was wrapped right in the middle of it. Immobile to the world, trapped underneath all of his comfy lard. He started to grin, losing the will to fight altogether, and started actively gulping the slop down. Purring as he only continued to grow.
His fat rippled with every pump. Each ripple giving way to an extra few inches of fat for the lion. His ass and belly grew big enough for their tops to brush the ceiling. The ceiling fan stopped as it banged right into the corner of the lion’s tummy, sending a large ripple of lard across his entire figure.
Koffey closed his eyes as he gulped the stuff down like cookie-dough. Purring madly as he loved feeling his body grow impossibly fatter by the second. He could only barely feel his furniture being crushed underneath his lard. His chair being crushed by his hips, his belly squashing his couch, and his gargantuan ass making quick work of his Christmas tree. But the lion didn’t care. To him that was only a small price to pay for fully enjoying what was the best Christmas gift he had ever received in his life
Thirty Minutes later
“Did you two make sure to get everything else?” Tamashi asked, turning his head to look at the others. The hellhound himself was already loaded with pots and pans, nearly taking up every inch of his arms and paws. Grunting slightly to make sure he wouldn’t drop anything.
“Yes, I’m sure,” Haedon sighed, slightly tired from carrying so much. The raccoon was toating his and Tamashi’s presents in his arms. All of the packages hanging from his limbs, almost seeming to cut off his circulation at points. “Well, at least I know I have everything, can’t say the same for him.” He said, pointing to the Avalli on his right.
“HaHa,” Starlight squawked out in an over exaggerated fashion. The bird, standing a good foot shorter than the other two, only had one item in his wings. An air pump that he had every intention of using later to inflate his stomach so that he could eat even more food at the party.
Thankfully for the three, their trip was nearly over with. They walked right up to Koffey’s house, sighing with relief, ready to stop lugging around all of the extra weight. So exhausted and tired were they, that they didn’t even notice the small creaks and groans emitting from the lion’s house.
Tamashi and Haedon walked up the door first. The two awkwardly tried to fidget with their stuff in order to reach the handle. Eventually Starlight piped up. “Allow me.” He said with a smile, easily reaching and turning the knob, only to be knocked backwards a good few feet.
The door blasted open, swinging on its hinges like it was spring propelled. A large, light orange mass instantly filled the doorway. Almost like one gigantic marshmallow pressing against the doorframe, completely and totally blocking the others from entering. It was this mass of orange that had knocked the Avalli back.
Tamashi and Haedon gasped. The demon quickly sat down his stuff to help Starlight back up. “What is that thing?” The raccoon asked, confused as he set aside his stuff, and reached out to touch the orange object. The thing molded around his paws, feeling softer than silk, and doughier than actual uncooked cookie dough.
CCLLLwkkAaAKK!
The three snapped their heads to the right, watching just in time to see glass explode out from a shattered window. The same orange mass filled out the frame. Bowing out by a good few inches from the window seal, almost looking like someone was pressing an orange pillow against the open space.
They heard the same sound of breaking glass erupt from other corners of the house. Out of a pure form of confusion, and fearing slightly for their safety, the three quickly backed away from the house. Walking to stand a good fifty feet away so that they were still on the sidewalk. From their new vantage point, they could very easily see that something very weird was happening inside of Koffey’s house.
Every inch of the lion’s house started to bow outwards now too. The outer walls swelled out like the sides of balloons, curving outwards as the same Orange mass continued to grow inside of the house. Cracks formed all around, lining the exterior of the home like stretch marks on a fat person’s belly.
“Oh my Lord!” Haedon gasped out, putting his paws to his maw as he watched it happen.
“No no noooooooo.” Tamashi whimpered, holding onto Haedon’s shoulder. The demon overcome with sadness, just thinking of how hurt Koffey would be, seeing what had happened to his home.
“No way this is happening.” Starlight said, staring onward like a deer in headlights.
The cracks along the walls grew deeper and longer. The creaks and groans from the house only grew louder, as it all started to crumble in on itself. Foot by foot, inch by inch, the house crumbled into rubble, as the orange mass grew too big for it to contain. The three gasped in surprise. Now able to see that it wasn’t some odd orange thing destroying their friend’s house, but Koffey himself destroying it. The lion being far fatter than any of them even imagined possible.
Koffey barely even felt his house fall down all around him, but he was happy when it happened. It was getting a little snug on him after all. The lion was now so impossibly, incomprehensibly big that he was only barely recognizable at that point as a lion. If it wasn’t for his friend’s familiarity with him, there would have been no way they could have known it was even him.
His ass stood out like two massive, thirty feet tall spears of lard. His legs being effectively buried underneath the fat from his massive behind. His feet were completely encased in the fat from his legs and shins. His arms were thicker than redwood trees, his paws being buried in all of the fat from them, much like his feet. His massive, titanic belly stood out in front of him, easily a hundred times bigger than the lion was not one hour ago. An impressive set of moobs, big enough to easily crush a truck themselves, stood on the top of his mammoth tummy.
And, in the middle of his personal sea of fat, sat Koffey’s head. The lion’s blush grew to cover up his entire face. His cheeks bulged out from his head, both of them bigger than his belly was before he started fattening up. His neck fattened up to act as one big innertube around the lion’s head, preventing him from turning it at all, not that he minded it though. He loved it all. His vision was almost completely overtaken by his impossible obesity, fat taking up a good majority of his line of sight no matter where he looked. He moaned and purred, feeling, watching, and loving the sensation of his fattening figure.
The mask on his face still sending more and more of the fattening slop down his gullet. Every pump from it sent a small vibration throughout his body, keeping his fat constantly jiggling and waving back and forth like waves on the ocean. Koffey greedily gulped it all down. Already the lion was easily the fattest thing alive, and between the mask’s endless supply of slop and Koffey’s equally matched hunger, there was no telling how much fatter he would get from there.
Just a quick story for the Holidays. Features cameos from some of my good buds
Haedonr0cks 
FurryGamerlife 
Residential-FuzzKoffey groggily woke up, stepping into a set of slippers he had set right by his bed. His alarm only rang once right before the lion turned it off. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his chubby belly filled up half of his lap, a soft layer of pudge covering up his groin.
“AAahhhwaWYYAn!” He yawned out, standing up and slipping into a nearby robe. Koffey was a lion with slightly long brown hair, curling up at the sides, and parting right in the center of his forehead. His fur coat was a light orange, and his muzzle was lighter than that, it being roughly the same shade as coffee with too much cream in it. The lion had a small orange patch in between his eyes that started at the base of his forehead, and went all the way down to the top of his cherry red nose. Some scruffeled up chest fur, which was a shade or two lighter than his hair, stuck out from the top of his robe, completing his morning look.
A smile rose to his snout as he looked down to his wrist watch. “It’s Christmas.” He said, nearly unbelieving of the fact. “It’s here.” He gasped out, ready to enjoy the festivities.
He walked down to his living room, and nearly walked right through it, planning on making it to the kitchen to brew himself some coffee. But he stopped when he spotted something that wasn’t there last night. In the corner of the room sat the modest Christmas tree that he had put up. There were a dozen or so presents underneath, all of which would be opened later today when the lion’s friends would come over for their Christmas gathering. But, in front of the tree, sat on a small wooden table was a small gift-wrapped box. He walked over to get a better look, and on the present he could see a small tag simply reading ‘Koffey’.
“Who put this here?” Koffey asked to no one in particular. He picked up the small gift, and flipped over the tag to read the back of it.
‘You’ve been my favorite fur on the Naughty list this year, HoHoHo I know you’ll enjoy your gift, I’ve made it just to fit your Tastes. Signed Mr.C’
“What the?” Koffey asked, tearing the wrapping off from the gift. Once the paper was gone, he could see that it was a small box with black silk lining every inch of it. “What is this thing?” He squinted his eyes as he tried to figure it out. He then spotted two small sets of hinges on the back, and realized it would open up like a jewelry box. Without any second thought, the lion opened his gift, and it would turn out to be the biggest surprise of his life.
In a flash, something sprang forth from the box, and latched onto the front of the lion’s maw, leaving behind a few glittery particles as it flew through the air. Koffey dropped the package out of shock, reaching up to try to pull the thing off of his snout, but it wouldn’t budge an inch, like it was held in place by liquid-cement.
“MMhmm….Mmhmm!?” He gasped out, being muddled from the thing. Feeling all over it with his paws, he could make out that it was like some sort of gas-mask without any hoses or tubes connecting to it. He could breathe easily enough through his nose, but his mouth was blocked by what felt like some rubber flaps sticking into his maw.
The device started to make a small humming sound, as a few beeps and boops (Which were somehow in the tune of Jingle-bells) started playing. And then, without any further warning, Koffey felt something enter his maw.
It tasted like candy-canes, chocolate-covered-cherries, gingerbread-men, hot-chocolate, and eggnog all rolled into one dense concoction of flavors. A very thick paste flooded his gullet, but it didn’t feel that way to the lion. Koffey could taste every different element of the paste individually, even down to the different textures that each flavor provided. He could somehow feel the sweet filling of the chocolate-cherries, the smooth texture of the candy-canes as he licked them, the eggnog and hot chocolate roll splash down his throat, and the gingerbread get mashed up into crumbs underneath his sharp teeth. It was an entirely unique flavor experience to the lion.
Koffey tried his best to scream, but all he could push out was a weak muffle from the onslaught of food-sludge rushing down his throat. He tried spitting it out, but that proved just as successful as pulling the device off. The mask just kept pumping more and more of the sweet slop down his gullet, somehow producing a seemingly infinite supply out of thin air. The lion could feel his stomach fill up with it, like a balloon quickly being filled with water. Only a few seconds after it started, his belly began to inch outwards.
“MMmhmmm!” The lion groaned, reaching down to rub his bloated belly. His stomach grew tight with all of the sludge, and it only grew tighter with each passing second. His figure quickly outgrew its usual chubby stature. His tummy’s size doubling, tripling, and quadrupling over and over again in mere seconds. His belly ballooned out in front of him bigger than fifteen feet round, making the lion’s legs buckle. A bright red blush plastered on his face from embarrassment, as a few beads of sweat started down his forehead.
“”MMM-MMMhHmMMHHH!” He tried to scream louder and louder, and a deep hue of red colored his entire, massive belly. It felt like he would pop at any second. But then, almost definitely by the act of some small miracle-
GGGrrBbalalwggabwggGGRgggrGGG!
The lion’s belly growled loud, rattling the windows in their frames. And his body instantly digested all of the sludge in his stomach. His taut, ready to burst belly gave way to a soft, doughy tummy. A deep fat fold formed in the center of his midsection, and the bottom of his belly quickly grew big enough to sag all the way down to the ground. The top of his belly continued to rise and soften, growing to be taller than Koffey was, and wider all around that he was by a few times over.
Though his tummy wasn’t the only part of him affected, every single inch of the lion’s body was hit full force by the influx of calories. His hips, back, legs, arms, neck, face, and ass ballooned outwards. Koffey struggled to stand for a few more seconds, before falling right down on his growing butt. The lion was beside himself, watching every inch of his figure grow heavier, softer, and fatter with every second. His head rose up as his entire body expanded outwards with fat, almost like a muffin baking in the oven.
Koffey moaned, he made one more pitiful attempt to pull the mask off, and then his arms grew too fat for him to control. His limbs fell down to his hips, and then slowly started to rise up from just how massive his hips were now too. His fingers fattened up with the rest of him, becoming fat little digits that could no longer be moved voluntarily.
He panicked, watching his body grow out of control. Already his was a solid twenty feet around, and every additional pump from the mask seemed to add on a foot to his width. His body grew fatter, softer, doughier, and warmer with every second. A blush rose to Koffey’s face, as he realized how comfortable he was being this fat. It was like his own figure was the world's largest blanket in the world, and he was wrapped right in the middle of it. Immobile to the world, trapped underneath all of his comfy lard. He started to grin, losing the will to fight altogether, and started actively gulping the slop down. Purring as he only continued to grow.
His fat rippled with every pump. Each ripple giving way to an extra few inches of fat for the lion. His ass and belly grew big enough for their tops to brush the ceiling. The ceiling fan stopped as it banged right into the corner of the lion’s tummy, sending a large ripple of lard across his entire figure.
Koffey closed his eyes as he gulped the stuff down like cookie-dough. Purring madly as he loved feeling his body grow impossibly fatter by the second. He could only barely feel his furniture being crushed underneath his lard. His chair being crushed by his hips, his belly squashing his couch, and his gargantuan ass making quick work of his Christmas tree. But the lion didn’t care. To him that was only a small price to pay for fully enjoying what was the best Christmas gift he had ever received in his life
Thirty Minutes later
“Did you two make sure to get everything else?” Tamashi asked, turning his head to look at the others. The hellhound himself was already loaded with pots and pans, nearly taking up every inch of his arms and paws. Grunting slightly to make sure he wouldn’t drop anything.
“Yes, I’m sure,” Haedon sighed, slightly tired from carrying so much. The raccoon was toating his and Tamashi’s presents in his arms. All of the packages hanging from his limbs, almost seeming to cut off his circulation at points. “Well, at least I know I have everything, can’t say the same for him.” He said, pointing to the Avalli on his right.
“HaHa,” Starlight squawked out in an over exaggerated fashion. The bird, standing a good foot shorter than the other two, only had one item in his wings. An air pump that he had every intention of using later to inflate his stomach so that he could eat even more food at the party.
Thankfully for the three, their trip was nearly over with. They walked right up to Koffey’s house, sighing with relief, ready to stop lugging around all of the extra weight. So exhausted and tired were they, that they didn’t even notice the small creaks and groans emitting from the lion’s house.
Tamashi and Haedon walked up the door first. The two awkwardly tried to fidget with their stuff in order to reach the handle. Eventually Starlight piped up. “Allow me.” He said with a smile, easily reaching and turning the knob, only to be knocked backwards a good few feet.
The door blasted open, swinging on its hinges like it was spring propelled. A large, light orange mass instantly filled the doorway. Almost like one gigantic marshmallow pressing against the doorframe, completely and totally blocking the others from entering. It was this mass of orange that had knocked the Avalli back.
Tamashi and Haedon gasped. The demon quickly sat down his stuff to help Starlight back up. “What is that thing?” The raccoon asked, confused as he set aside his stuff, and reached out to touch the orange object. The thing molded around his paws, feeling softer than silk, and doughier than actual uncooked cookie dough.
CCLLLwkkAaAKK!
The three snapped their heads to the right, watching just in time to see glass explode out from a shattered window. The same orange mass filled out the frame. Bowing out by a good few inches from the window seal, almost looking like someone was pressing an orange pillow against the open space.
They heard the same sound of breaking glass erupt from other corners of the house. Out of a pure form of confusion, and fearing slightly for their safety, the three quickly backed away from the house. Walking to stand a good fifty feet away so that they were still on the sidewalk. From their new vantage point, they could very easily see that something very weird was happening inside of Koffey’s house.
Every inch of the lion’s house started to bow outwards now too. The outer walls swelled out like the sides of balloons, curving outwards as the same Orange mass continued to grow inside of the house. Cracks formed all around, lining the exterior of the home like stretch marks on a fat person’s belly.
“Oh my Lord!” Haedon gasped out, putting his paws to his maw as he watched it happen.
“No no noooooooo.” Tamashi whimpered, holding onto Haedon’s shoulder. The demon overcome with sadness, just thinking of how hurt Koffey would be, seeing what had happened to his home.
“No way this is happening.” Starlight said, staring onward like a deer in headlights.
The cracks along the walls grew deeper and longer. The creaks and groans from the house only grew louder, as it all started to crumble in on itself. Foot by foot, inch by inch, the house crumbled into rubble, as the orange mass grew too big for it to contain. The three gasped in surprise. Now able to see that it wasn’t some odd orange thing destroying their friend’s house, but Koffey himself destroying it. The lion being far fatter than any of them even imagined possible.
Koffey barely even felt his house fall down all around him, but he was happy when it happened. It was getting a little snug on him after all. The lion was now so impossibly, incomprehensibly big that he was only barely recognizable at that point as a lion. If it wasn’t for his friend’s familiarity with him, there would have been no way they could have known it was even him.
His ass stood out like two massive, thirty feet tall spears of lard. His legs being effectively buried underneath the fat from his massive behind. His feet were completely encased in the fat from his legs and shins. His arms were thicker than redwood trees, his paws being buried in all of the fat from them, much like his feet. His massive, titanic belly stood out in front of him, easily a hundred times bigger than the lion was not one hour ago. An impressive set of moobs, big enough to easily crush a truck themselves, stood on the top of his mammoth tummy.
And, in the middle of his personal sea of fat, sat Koffey’s head. The lion’s blush grew to cover up his entire face. His cheeks bulged out from his head, both of them bigger than his belly was before he started fattening up. His neck fattened up to act as one big innertube around the lion’s head, preventing him from turning it at all, not that he minded it though. He loved it all. His vision was almost completely overtaken by his impossible obesity, fat taking up a good majority of his line of sight no matter where he looked. He moaned and purred, feeling, watching, and loving the sensation of his fattening figure.
The mask on his face still sending more and more of the fattening slop down his gullet. Every pump from it sent a small vibration throughout his body, keeping his fat constantly jiggling and waving back and forth like waves on the ocean. Koffey greedily gulped it all down. Already the lion was easily the fattest thing alive, and between the mask’s endless supply of slop and Koffey’s equally matched hunger, there was no telling how much fatter he would get from there.
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