This is my contest entry for  choiced 's contest. I hope you like it.

Please comment and give me feedback. Added up a quick backstory if you like those...
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The street was surprisingly empty, even though it was located at a reasonable distance from the urban area. Both street lamps and the dimly lit apartments from the buildings nearby allowed a bizarre scene to unfold in just another summer night in the year 2804.
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“Denya, how many times do I have to tell you!?” The smaller one of the two figures exclaimed with an obviously irritated tone. “You can’t go around eating just about anything. You have to keep your appetite at a discreet level!”

“I know… I’m sorry, Tzin, it’s just…”

“There’s no excuse, now how are we going to get back?”

“In the car…” The draolf replied with a hint of doubt in his voice. “You know, like we always do…”

The two figures turned around a corner and the artificial light coming from a street lamp hit them as they waddled along. On the left, a green coloured reptile-like being, with a cream hue in his underbelly and a head adorned with some flashy feathers as well as in the tip of his long, sturdy tail. No other feature stood out in his anatomy other than the incredible amount of fat that he weave around. He sported a prodigious paunch that sagged down his legs, that went along with some thick arms and thighs, an almost non-existent neck and a wide rear. The only thin bigger than himself was actually the figure on his side. The draolf, a hybrid between a wolf and a dragon was covered in dark grey fur, that contrasted with the light tone of grey in his underbelly separated by a blue line that went all the way to the tip of his tail. He possessed wings, thought they were far from allowing him to fly due to his impressive size. One could feel the vibrations he produced as he strolled down the street, as a result of his whooping weight. Obese couldn’t completely describe the degree of fatness which he had achieved by basing his diet on almost anything edible that happened to lay upon his reach. Every part of his body was swollen with lard: layer upon layer of heavy adipose that made his body look like a pile of soft rolls of fur from which a pair of tiny wings protruded, flapping every once in a while. The two walked along the street, unable to waddle along the sidewalk due to their sizes, after a day that consisted in tasting each and every bit of foot they could find around town: everything from meals in a cup to 3-D printed hyper-fast food. The future had never tasted so good…

Eventually they arrived to the side of an old looking car, parked right in the middle of the street and covered y a blanket that served little to the purpose of hiding the automobile. As they arrived, Tzin pulled the blanket off to reveal a sand coloured vehicle: a classy time machine. The DeLorean, covered in a set of wires, pipes, cables and accessories was the reason the two friends could end up almost 800 years in the future, to taste the appealing gourmands that it had to offer.

“You overdid it again, didn’t you Denya?” He said as the draolf opened the door of the car and backed up his butt slowly and with a lots of trouble. Soon the inside of the car was flooded by an avalanche of adipose that made the whole car jiggle as he tried to get unstuck from the confines of the time machine. “I told you! Time traveling to see how food tasted in the future was a terrible idea!”

“But it is too good to resist! You said it yourself!” He answered, still trying fruitlessly to keep his body from flowing out of the metal chasis.

“Yeah, but that’s what got you stuck in the first place…”

“You just got to keep pushing. ” The draolf said, now realising that perhaps he had indeed has a bit far to much this one time…