A story i started yet never finished, but i'm rather fond of it. I may go back to it if i get enough of a response. uwu I don't THINK i had anything NSFW in it, but i haven't read it in like months... o-o;;

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Kitty yawned from boredom, pressing the channel buttons on the remote yet again, knowing there was nothing on tv, but at the same time, had no idea what to do about it. There was just nothing to do. Her mind wandered, a soft sigh passing her lips. She knew if her delivery didn’t come today, she would most likely die of boredom. The doorbell rang, surprising her out of her television induced hypnosis. She squeaked happily, running to the door, opening it. A giant panda with a deep blush and a shy expression stood behind the door, a bow tie just as red around his chubby neck. As the delivery man next to him cleared his throat, Kitty stopped staring at the panda. “I do believe this is your delivery, miss Kitty?” he asked, handing her a clipboard to sign. “Y-yes! Thank you very much.” she hastily signed the document, grinning up at the big panda. “Follow me? I’ll show you to your room.” She shut the door and led the panda upstairs, making sure to not make it obvious that she was staring at his chubby ass, watching it jiggle a little as he walked. She opened a door that led to a lengthy staircase down to a well-lit, carpeted room. A tv was against one wall, a keyboard and mouse connected to it. “It’s connected to the internet and we have netflix. Only the best for my guests,” she smiled up at him. He smiled back shyly, taking a seat on the oversized bed facing the tv. She smiled and sat next to him, “The kitchen’s just around the corner over there, and there’s also one upstairs, but you shouldn’t need it. The bathroom’s around the other corner. Think you’ll like it here?” He chuckled softly, “Well it’s definitely a lot better than my tiny apartment, that’s for sure,” he spoke gently as he rubbed the back of his neck with a chubby paw. “I’m not too good at cooking though, miss... I hope you don’t mind if I order out quite a bit.” She giggled, “Don’t worry, I’m a trained chef. I’ll take good care of you,” rubbing a paw against his soft belly. He blushed, “Thank you ma’am...” She nodded and smiled, “I’ll let you get settled in then. Yell if you need anything, I’ll get dinner ready, okay?” He smiled back, sighing happily as the door closed, finally able to get the itchy bow tie off and lay back against the bed, “Yeah, I could really get used to this...”

About an hour later, Kitty knocked on the door, coming downstairs with a plate of food. The panda squeaked in surprise, blushing deeply as he was shirtless, his pants unbuttoned. She giggled softly, “Hey no need to be shy... You’re home now. I won’t judge.” She smiled and sat next to him, handing him the plate of food, “There’s more where that came from. Eat up, and don’t feel bad about wanting more, okay?” He grinned down at the tiny cat, “Thank you, ma’am...I really can’t thank you enough.” She smiled, blushing a little, “Nah it’s alright...Y’know the company said they’d send someone that I’d find attractive, but I kind of didn’t think you’d be THAT attractive, and polite as well...” He raised an eyebrow skeptically, “You can’t possibly think I’m attractive, can you?” He gestured at his body, his chub jiggling a little as he did so, only enticing the cat even more. She nodded slowly, blushing deeply. His skeptical look turned into one of embarrassment, “W-well...thank you.” She smiled and kissed his cheek shyly before turning to leave, hurrying up the stairs. Surprised, he rubbed a paw where she kissed, smiling a bit before digging in to the meal she’d left him. Fried chicken, mashed potatoes made from scratch, corn fresh off the cob, and a 2 liter of his favorite soda. He closed his eyes and murred at the taste of the food, smiling wide. It had been a while since he’d had some real good cooking, and not just ramen or McDonald’s. After half his food was gone, he started to notice his belly was already pretty full, but the smell of the food enticed him to eat more, past the point where his belly hurt. The endorphins brought on by the comfort food made the pain a dull ache, not at all unbearable. She smiled as she walked down the stairs again, “Ready for dessert?” His belly made a protesting growl but he knew if her sweets were as good as that food, he could deal with the pain. He nodded and smiled, “Your food is amazing, miss.” She giggled and blushed, “About time someone recognized that...Thank you, dear, and you can just call me Kitty.” He nodded and handed her his plate. He laid back and smiled, rubbing his bloated belly as he watched tv. Oddly enough, his belly pain and bloatedness subsided, but his belly stayed the same size. He curiously pawed at the new layers of fat on his midsection, blushing a little in embarrassment. Had he really eaten all that much? His worries disappeared as hunger started coming back again, quicker than normal and more powerful as well. The kitten walked down the stairs, a giant slice of chocolate cake with strawberry frosting sitting on it. Instead of handing it to him, she sat down next to him and smiled, “Would it be weird if I fed you?” He blushed and smiled, shaking his head. She grinned wide and sliced off a chunk of the cake with a fork, raising it to his lips. He took the cake into his mouth, murring loudly at the taste. Forkful after forkful passed his lips and about halfway through the cake slice, he felt a tiny paw on his belly, massaging his folds of chub. He smiled down at her as he finished eating and she blushed, cuddling against him a little. He blushed even more, wrapping a warm, chubby arm around her, pressing her into his new belly fat a little.

A few hours of cuddles and getting to know each other passed and Kitty looked at the clock on the tv/computer. She squeaked, realizing how late it was, “I’m sorry, I really have to get to bed... I have to work in the morning.” He smiled and nodded, kissing her forehead, “Alright hon. Sweet dreams.” She blushed shyly and smiled, “Thanks...you too.” He sighed happily as he relaxed back against the bed after she left. “1 AM... Not too late for a midnight snack I suppose.” He mused as he rubbed his growling belly. He scooted off the bed and immediately felt disoriented by the new pounds of fat on his belly. Placing a paw on it and feeling it sink deeper than normal, he whimpered softly. He moved to the bathroom scale but found that his walk was more of a sway now, holding onto walls or furniture to steady himself. He stepped onto the scale, hoping he was no more than his regular 300 pounds, normal for a giant panda male of his size. His eyes widened as he saw the number. A whopping 50 pounds more than this morning. He whined, “I’ll have to watch what I eat... Miss Kitty won’t think I’m very sexy anymore if I’m a ball of fat...” His belly thought otherwise, growling louder now. He sighed, moving towards the kitchen, his heavy footsteps still a little disorienting. He faced the huge fridge, opening it, not feeling as his jaw went slack when he saw the huge amount of food inside. He grabbed a pizza just to quiet his belly but thought again, grabbing another and shoving them both into the oven.

As the pizzas finished, he took them to the bed, laying down and turning on a movie. He took two slices of pizza and sandwiched them together, shoving the tip of the pizza sandwich into his mouth and taking a huge bite. The pizza tasted just as amazing as her other food had tasted, filling up his belly quickly, after just a few slices. He didn’t stop though, forcing himself to finish the two whole pizzas, blushing as he let out a huge burp. A paw rubbed his now massive bloated belly. The bloated feeling subsided yet again, just as fast as before, leaving behind pounds and pounds of fat. He felt fat in other places as well this time, like his hips and butt, even a little in his neck. He sighed, whimpering softly and laying down, crying softly, “I’m going to lose this job too, I just know it. They always send me back to the dating company once they realize just how much of a ridiculous fatass I am...” Kitty heard his whimpers through the vents and walked down the stairs, “Hon, what’s wrong? Are you oka-” She stopped in her tracks as she saw the fat he had gained in the short amount of time she was gone. He sniffled, “You shouldn’t see me like this... I’m disgusting.” “W-what?! You think you’re disgusting?” her eyes widened, taken aback by such a ridiculous statement, “Hell no! I think you’re ridiculously sexy.” He stared at her with teary eyes, slapping his huge gut and making it’s fat ripple, “How is this sexy to you?” She blushed and looked down shyly, shrugging her shoulders, “I dunno, it just is...The bigger someone is, the sexier I find them. I can’t help what I like.” His expression softened and he wiped his tears away, “R-really? So...say I got to be a huge mountain of panda fat...” Her ears perked up at the very idea of such a thing. “Well, I guess there’s my answer. I’m sorry for causing such a fuss, I should have just talked to you.” She blushed and gazed up at him cutely, almost childlike, “Can I cuddle with you tonight...?” He grinned and nodded, patting an open spot next to him. She cuddled against his new chub, purring, “Oh my god, it’s so warm...” she smiled and closed her eyes. He chuckled, hugging her close, “Y’know this is the first time I’ve been on a job and the mistress didn’t only want me for sex...” She giggled, “Nah. I just want cuddles, and if having a big sexy panda bed comes with that, I’ll be pretty damn happy.” He smiled, sliding her gently onto his belly, “I think I can manage that.” She squeaked happily and grinned as she sank a little into his fat, wrapping her tiny arms around him as best as she could. Soft paws rubbed her back as they snuggled together and fell asleep.

A few days of only eating Kitty’s fatty food, sleeping, and watching tv had done a number on the panda. He now covered almost half the bed, his belly a round mountain in front of him. The last time he checked, he was around 900 pounds. He groaned softly as he woke from his food coma, his immense belly already wanting more food. He rolled over onto his side with a little difficulty, slowly getting up onto his feet. His fat laden feet thundered the ground with every step he took, his walk now a waddle as he lifted his massive belly with his paws. He grinned at his mistress, she was already cooking up a huge breakfast for him. He sat down, blushing as the chair creaked under him, threatening to break. She sat a big plate of food on top of his belly, grinning as he greedily ate from it. “I have a present for you, dear. With your growing waistline, I figured you’d want some way to stay mobile so I made something for you to keep making trips to the fridge and bathroom.” He gazed at her with a mouthful of food, his already fatty cheeks puffier from the food. She giggled softly and smiled, bringing out a huge table on wheels. He blushed, waddling over as he finished the food, the meal already having it’s effects on him, bringing him closer to immobility. She bit her lip, blushing as she watched the huge panda waddle over to the table. “You know, that never gets old to me...” she purred, blushing. He lifted his belly up as far as he could and let it drop onto the metal table with a soft thud. The kitten watched as the massive pile of fat spread out along the table a little, threatening to droop over the edges. He grinned as he was able to waddle along a little easier, his paws still thundering against the ground though, but that was to be expected from a panda nearing 1000 pounds. He waddled over to the bed, sitting his massive butt on the bed, turning around with difficulty and laying down, feeling a new sensation along the left and right edges of his mountain of panda fat. Gravity was starting to have it’s way with him, and from the look on the cat’s face, she couldn’t wait until his flab overflowed the massive bed. She grinned wide and snuggled against the panda’s belly, purring loudly as he cuddled her close. He shot her a familiar look, smirking a little and she grinned expectantly. Shortly after arriving at the cat’s home, he had found out the one thing that would make her giggle and squee adorably. She tickled his belly and he laughed, his mass of fat jiggling as he did so. She squealed with delight and giggled, tickling him more, sighing happily as they both relaxed afterward. She kissed a spot on his belly and smiled. “Love you, my big fat panda bear.” “Love you too, pretty kitty.” They touched noses and closed their eyes, smiling, starting off their full day of feedings and cuddles.

About a month had passed, and the panda hadn’t moved from the floor in about 2 weeks. His bed had been swallowed by his massive ass long ago and broke. He now sat propped up against the wall, his paws lay useless at his sides, sometimes fondling a bit of his belly fat. At least he was comfy on the carpeted flooring. His day consisted of eating, snuggling, sleeping until he saw her again, then eating and snuggling some more, then repeating the same routine. He didn’t mind though. In his state, he was constantly hungry, whether for love or for her amazing food. He accidentally let out a huge belch, his flabby cheeks jiggling. The door creaked open and he smiled as he saw his kitten at the top of the stairs. “Good morning *BUUURP* princess. What’s on the *wheeze* menu?” He didn’t speak in a melodic, shy voice anymore. It was thick and deep, the same as his belly. She giggled and grinned, rubbing his massive belly. “What’re you in the mood for, dear?” He blushed and smiled, “The same as always. *BUUUUURP* Everything...” She grinned wider, dashing to the kitchen. She grabbed a huge barrel of chocolate pudding from beside the fridge, rolling it to his side and sticking a hose into it. She kissed his lips before popping the other end of the hose into it. She scrambled to the top of his belly and laid there, purring. He sucked from the hose and murred loudly, releasing a window-rattling burp or an earth-shaking fart every so often. She grinned wide as she felt his mountain of belly growing and growing. After a while, he reached the end of the barrel and she pulled the hose out of his mouth, giggling as a little drool followed it. The drool collected in his folds of neck skin and she gently wiped it away. Even in his massive state, she still managed to keep the mountain of panda fat clean. He whimpered softly and pouted cutely up at her, begging her to cuddle with him. She grinned and obliged happily, moving to his arm and snuggling in the space between the arm and his belly. He squeezed her gently against him as best he could and smiled.

It had been 3 months since the feeding had started and his life before it had become a blurry memory. About a month before, the mountain of belly fat in front of him had blocked the tv, he wasn’t even able to watch the news to figure out what was going on. From the menu she had been feeding him and the clothes she was wearing lately, he assumed it was nearing christmas. The wall behind him had grown colder and colder as the weeks went on, but his fatty body worked like a furnace, keeping him and his beloved warm. She had stopped sleeping upstairs, spending all her free time with him, only leaving for work and buying more groceries to feed her gluttonous bear. He smiled as he heard her come downstairs and the crinkle of paper bags in her arms. “Hey you! I missed you, my big bear.” She squeezed his belly a little with her arms and giggled. He chuckled softly, his belly jiggling against her. “I missed *BUUUURP* you too.” She climbed up on top of his belly, noticing she wouldn’t be able to do that for very longer as his belly nearly touched the ceiling. “I brought you some pictures!” He looked up at her in confusion. “It’s snowing outside, I thought you’d want to see.” She smiled and showed him the pictures on her phone. He chuckled softly, making sure his belly jiggles didn’t squish her against the ceiling (although with her kinks, she probably would have enjoyed that...). “I’ve seen *wheeze* prettier things.” He winked up at her and she giggled. “Oh you! You’re always such a charmer.” She snuggled against him, purring. “You hungry?” He stared up at her with a blank expression, blinking slowly. “Right, sorry, you’re always hungry.” They laughed and kissed each other deeply before the cat went to the kitchen to grab him some food. He knew when he took on this job and heard she was a chubby chaser that he would be eating a lot, and she would grow a liking for him, but he never imagined their romance would go this far. He’d never been this much in love and knew he wanted to stay with her forever, if it meant their relationship would stay like this always. She smiled and climbed on his belly, popping a hose attached to a barrel of mashed potatoes into his mouth. She yawned and fell asleep on him as he ate. “Wow, she must have had a really hard day... She never goes to sleep without any kind of snuggles first.” he thought. He spit out the hose after he was finished and after a few thunderous belches, he fell asleep.

About a week later, he started hearing the carolers outside the wall. It was obviously christmas time and this was the first christmas he would be spending with a mate. Kitty came down the stairs holding a rather large package. “It’s finally christmas time! I thought I’d buy us a tree.” She grinned up at him, practically glowing. “I *wheeze* take it you like *BUUUURP* christmas, then?” She nodded quickly and giggled, setting up the tree. He chuckled softly, smiling at her. The space between his belly fat and the ceiling had closed since the week before and the sensation of constant belly rubs from the textured ceiling was a source of bliss to the big bear. She smiled at him as she finished, “What do you think?” “Almost *BUUUURP* as beautiful as you.” She giggled and hugged him tight, snuggling on his moobs since his belly was too big to snuggle on at the moment. “D’you think you could do something for me, love?” she spoke, blushing a little. He tilted his head a little, bunching up the fat rolls on one side of his neck a little more. She giggled, stroking his cheek, “I got this for you.” She opened a box and held up a giant Santa hat, placing it on his head. His tiny ears wiggled through the ear holes and she giggled, grinning. He smiled and moved his arm just a tiny bit, allowing her to snuggle next to him. He glanced down at her as she cuddled in the space between his fat and his belly and smiled. He chuckled, kissing the top of her head as best he could. “So, *BUUURP* what do you want for christmas, babe? She smiled and kissed his cheek, purring. “Just you.” He laughed, “Ho ho ho! Well, we’ll have to see what Santa can do, hmm?” She giggled and grinned, hugging him with a soft nuzzle. Her ears perked up as she heard a loud cracking noise. The wall he was leaning on suddenly collapsed behind them. Stunned, Kitty stared out into the evening sky. She immediately started moving pieces of the rubble out of the way to allow him to slowly scoot backwards into the backyard and out of the way of any other collapsing walls. He did just that, moving out into the snow-covered yard. The snow he touched immediately melted under his furnace-like body. He leaned back against a tree gently, hearing it creak behind him but stay perfectly stable. The shaken kitten shivered and climbed up on top of him, whimpering softly. “Shh...babygirl, it’s *wheeze* okay.”