So me and one of my masters sometimes have the pleasure of RPing. Deuce owns this lovely little Enderwolf called Damon who my Calico cat Lunar had the pleasure of meeting~

Bellow is a ministory to illustrate the above, and her change from innocent little calico to obese monster cat <3

Lunar copyright to meeee
Damon copyright to  Deuce_Vexx_Hara (who also does some very nifty writing! Check him out <3)

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Lunar had had a quiet life. A simple life of simple pleasures. She had been a diligent student, if a little lazy. Shy, yet outgoing enough to get what she wanted done, and she didn't mind her looks either! Alright maybe she had a bit of a tummy but she liked the feel of it. Being soft has its perks, she figured. Things were going okay. Her only real complaint was that she was lonely. Her tummy turned off most of the guys (and girls) at university, and she lived out near the woods by the edge of town away from all the nightclubs and bars. Still, that was her lot in life and she was happy to accept it.

Until she met Damon.

At first the tall, dark wolf scared her. Like a creature out of a nightmare he appeared whilst she was talking through the woods back to her house one night. And like something out of a dream he saved her from a falling tree. He was an oddity, and had a mysterious allure after that. He said he didn't have anywhere to live around these parts, that his time in the town was limited. The forest trees needed help and he was helping them. Lunar felt indebted to him, so she offered for him to bunk at her place for a few weeks. He accepted, and she knew then that her life was about to change...

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The cakes were magnificently baked, the calico considered as she woke up one morning to find them sitting on her kitchen counters. Covering them would be a more accurate way of describing it. The morning sun poured through the murky glass windows, illuminating every swirl of frosting, every hard candy shell that decorated the cakes. Many of them more then one layer, up to five! She'd known that Damon was a cook, and even just him cooking her dinner was having an effect on her waistline but this? This was too much. She didn't have room in her fridge to save it all, and no way could she eat it before it went stale. No, Lunar sighed, she'd have to apologise to the wolf tonight, and try to persuade him to sell some of the delicious treats. But... not without tasting them first. The calico cat padded over, licking her lips. Of course, she'd have to keep one or two cakes for herself. Maybe three, she decided as she looked them over once more. Picking up a nearby fork she dug the metal in and lifted up a generous scoop of cake. It looked so chocolatey and moist, as though any minute it could drip. Gorgeous! But nothing could describe the sensations that went off in her brain like fireworks at the taste of that cake. She'd never eaten anything like it, she vaguely wondered if anyone ever had. Her fork clattered to the ground as she buried her muzzle in the treat, grunting and moaning as she pushes as much as she could into her mouth. She didn't care about tableware, she didn't care about manners, all that mattered was the next bite of that cake. Before she knew it she was working on her second, her brown and black paws pushing more and more of the moist frosted chocolate cake towards her muzzle, funnelling it in like a chocolate cake eating black hole. Her stomach churned and sloshed, gurgling and rumbling angrily as it started to bump up against the kitchen counter. Her once loose shirt drawn tight against its now swollen mass. She could've swallowed a bowling bowl by the looks of her. Had she had the presence of mind to probe her swollen gut with her paws it would feel as hard as one too. But she couldn't stop. Thoughts of stopping didn't even enter her mind. One cake after another disappeared, her shirt growing tighter and tighter. It began to ride up her expanding stomach. She wasn't growing fat, no, she was starting to look inflated. As though someone had attached her to an air pump and turned it on. With every second her gut grew rounder, pushing her further away from the counter. A bowling bowl shaped bulge turned into a gravid pregnant look and all too soon she looked too big to be pregnant with anything but quintuplets. Cake after cake were consumed until the entire counter was nothing but a chocolate crumb covered mess and the calico slumped back down against the counter cradling her swollen stomach.

The taste of the treats lingered in her mouth for some time, it would be some time before she saw the damage. Before she realised she must have eaten over 50lb of cake. Before she realised that along with everything Damon ate this too would be super fattening, inflating her even further. Oh god! What had she done?!

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MORE TO COME <3