I was bored, and was reading  SmallerGod's own Animal Crossing story, so I ended up doing my own XD Contains OC Mayor, AC characters getting fat, mild slob, and other things ;p Hope ya enjoy!

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The small, coastal town of Alané was quiet and for the most part uneventful. Its residents spent their days wandering around and doing little in the way of work, bar the odd job here and there. Recently, the town had received a new mayor, a wolf by the name of Colin. Colin was a bit odd, always picking up fruit and objects to sell, seemingly money obsessed, but he did many good things for the town, and everyone appreciated it!

Isabelle, the town's resident shih-tzu and secretary to the mayor, hummed happily as she trudged up the path towards town hall, a regal old building flying Alané's flag: The red rose, symbolizing passion! She smiled and opened the door, arriving early as usual to start her job of managing Colin's accounts and keeping track of projects. To her surprise, the canid mayor was already there, looking over blueprints intently.

"Mayor Colin!" she chimed, approaching him at the desk. "What ever are you doing here so early?"

"Ah, hey Isabelle, just looking over my little pet project." he replied, a smile on his face as he didn't look away from the plans.

Isabelle cocked her head, making the bells on her hair band jingle. "Pet project, Mr. Mayor? What ever could it be?"

Mayor Colin grinned, now looking up from his plans, showing off sharp teeth. "Have you noticed something about our townsfolk, Isabelle?" he asked her.

"Um, noticed what, Mayor?" she replied in confusion, what was he talking about?

"They seem so...skinny! Everyone here doesn't eat well enough!" he said, sweeping his hands in a grandiose fashion. "So, I have plans to..."

"Not eating well? Mr Mayor, Colin, surely you've seen Opal?" Isabelle giggled, the town's newest member, a green elephant in a cute dress was rather on the tubby side.

"Oh yes, even she is too skinny for my ta-I mean she's not at a healthy weight!" the mayor retorted.

Isabelle swallowed, the mayor was prone to flights of fancy...and why did he cut himself off like that...? "Um, go on then Mayor!"

"I plan to build a new restaurant here in town, with money out of mu own pocket. They'll sell all sorts of delicious things! And think of the boost to the economy when the trains and buses stop off here, people looking for a bite to eat as they travel!" Colin beamed.

Isabelle thought it over in her head, this *was* a good idea on paper, it would definitely help Alané recover ever since Mayor Tortimer retired and took half the town funding with him to the island. The thought of food made the dog's stomach grumble quietly too. Though, Mayor Colin's motives were often esoteric at best, helpful indeed, but very esoteric and with a self-serving catch. Like when he got her that bathing suit and wanted her to join him for a private day at the beach. She should've seen that butt slap coming. She giggled inwardly, not bearing any ill-will to Mayor Colin, not even after she'd busted his nose in a shock instinct reaction. She still felt guilty for that!

"If you think it'll help Mr. Mayor, go right ahead!" she chirped, before excusing herself to go for a walk, not needing to be around for now it seemed.

The sun was shining that morning in town, causing the stream, ponds, and ocean surface to glisten beautifully. Isabelle sighed happily at the knowledge of how wonderful Alané was this time of year. She walked along and noted the various inhabitants going about their daily business: Pippy the rabbit lounged in the sun, chatting with Alané's other bunny and slacker king Cole. Antonio and Bam were jogging, dragging a dispondant looking Lopez with them. Graham and Frank fished quietly, Poppy watered her plants, whistling to herself. And Opal wandered along looking snobby as usual. Isabelle could have sworn she saw the mint green pachyderm's rotund frame wobble a bit as she passed by.

As she continued on, she came across something peculiar; the plot of land where this mysterious new restaurant would be built! It was huge, bigger than most projects usually were, so Isabelle hoped that Mayor Colin knew what he was doing...

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"-And that concludes our ceremony!" Isabelle yipped, as the townsfolk and mayor clapped along.

The new restaurant had been built now, it seemed to specialize in turning the town's vast fruit supply into pie! Apple, orange, mango, you name it, it would sell it! Many of the townspeople had already entered, picking out the initial free first meals they were getting, before eating. Isabelle herself eyed up an apple pie cooling on the counter top, a portly pig girl nodded to her, gesturing that she could take it.

"Thank you!" Isabelle said before finding somewhere to sit and tuck in.

Her eyes widened, the pie was delicious! She practically went into a trance as she took another big bite, and then another, and then another! By the time the pie was just juice and crumbs on it's plate, the dog could scarcely believe she'd eaten it all so fast, while still not being full at all!

"Oh my...I guess another wouldn't hurt." she mumbled to herself.

She grabbed another pie, and happily chowed down.

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"Ooooh...urp..."

Isabelle was stuffed. Painfully stuffed even. Her poor tummy was bulging somewhat below her blouse, forcing the buttons to tense. She stifled a much louder belch as she looked at the table in front of her. 5 plates lay empty, each one had contained an apple pie. She'd eaten 5 apple pies! She hiccuped and groaned, amazed at how she could pack that away somehow, as much as it now hurt. Her belly churned and gurgled, desperate to process that which she had crammed into it.

"My poor tummy...!" she belched, getting up onto her feet unsteadily.

Looking around, she saw that she wasn't the only one who'd eaten far too much. Pippy the bunny waddled out of the front door, cradling a belly so big it rucked her dress up. Opal seemed slightly rounder and used her trunk to scrape the last morsels into her mouth. Reese, the pink furred alpaca proprietor of Re-Tail was so stuffed her apron had come undone. Everyone was bloated!

Waddling out herself, she lugged her swollen self towards a bench nearby, seeing Poppy the squirrel was sitting on part of it herself, her camo tee unable to be pulled down over a protuberant gut packed with pie. Isabelle sat beside her and sighed aloud, her feet already ached almost as much as her belly did.

"I can't believe I -urp- ate all that...!" she moaned.

"Me neither, I feel like a bomb ready to go off...-uuurrrrp-" Poppy grunted, gliding her paws across her spherical stomach.

Both dog and squirrel lounged in the sun, too stuffed and achy to really move. Isabelle wondered if this was what a snake felt like after swallowing it's prey, just basking bloated in the sun!

Both girls eventually went home, the gurgles, churns and ominous bubbles of an impending bathroom requirement made them shift off of the bench. Isabelle felt relieved after a few times in the bathroom, but her stomach was still puffed up. She decided to get a quick bath and hop into bed, dozing off into a content sleep...

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"Oh, oh my..."

The puppy was staring at herself in the bathroom mirror, horrified at what looked back at her. The golden furred dog was chubbier, her tummy now looking pudgy and her face rounder! She ran her paws over her burgeoning curves in disbelief, shuddering. How could she let herself fatten?!

She sighed, belly grumbling for breakfast. She made a mental note to try and lose weight in the week. For now, pancakes!

Belly satisfied, the pudgier dog walked towards her job, noticing the townsfolk going in and out of the pie place, many looked a good deal fatter themselves! She caught glimps of the Able sisters sitting there too, it seemed everyone was super into the pie. She smiled, as unhealthy as it seemed, it was doing great wonders for the town. She decided she'd stop off there on her lunch break, maybe...

"Good Morning Mayor Colin~! she chimed as she entered the town hall. Mayor Colin gave her a wave and smiled as she came in.

"Someone's a plump puppy." he said with a chuckle, catching Isabelle's cheeks flush red. "Not that I mind, everyone is certainly well fed now!"

"Well, um, yes..." Isabelle murmured, embarrassed.

"How about early lunch? Its only 3 bells for a pie at the pie place!" the mayor grinned.

Isabelle's gut rumbled...was he trying to fatten her up? She couldn't say no...

"Oh, um, yay!" she smiled, leaving once again.

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The pie restaurant was packed when Isabelle entered it, almost everyone in town was there! She spied the Able sisters, Sable, Mable and Labelle at a booth, each looking particularly plump and Labelle's dress was bursting at the seams. She giggled and ordered some mango and cherry pie before finding a table for herself. Using the fork, she pulled out big helpings of the pie and gleefully gobbled it up, feeling the mushy filling stick to her facial fur. Each bite she took tasted better than the last, and she couldn't help herself when she found herself returning for more and more, leaving a sack of bels for the portly pig who ran the tills.

"Mmm...so good...!" she giggled, not hearing her blouse straining, until-

"POP!"

"...Huh?"

"POP POP POP BLOOP!"

Isabelle squealed as she realized her blouse and undershirt had popped their buttons, allowing her jiggling beach ball of a belly to surge free with a slosh. She held it and look around, nobody seemed to care, too busy eating to notice. Cheeks beetroot, she considered making a hasty retreat, until her belly gave a loud "RRMMMMBLE!" and forced her to continue her glutting. She was gonna eat it all or pop!

The pressure in her tummy grew as she continued to eat, up to what felt like her 12th pie. She couldn't see the front of her belly, which jutted out almost 2-3ft from her body, but she guessed it was going a painful bright red from tautness. A paw caressed it, not her own but from Poppy, who always was a caring friend. The squirrel must have seen her going nuts and waddled over to help.

"Easy Isabelle, you might wanna stop now!" she burped, herself looking almost obese.

"Mmmff...can't...fit anymore down...anyway...-urrrrp-...!" the dog breathed, leaning back in her chair.

It took great effort, but Poppy, and a nearly as bloated Pippy and Katrina helped to shift the overstuffed puppy and guided her home, where she would spend the rest of the day in a food coma, digesting her massive feast.

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The sounds of someone huffing, puffing, burping and generally struggling filled the mid-morning Alané air. A fairly rank odor also eminated from that same person, the scent of sickly sweet sweat, like they'd eaten way too much sugary food and it had permeated into their very pores. That person, was Isabelle.

The canine had blown up in the few weeks since Mayor Colin had the pie shop built. Her weight would have come to 400 or so pounds if the scales hadn't broken around 300. Her body was like a gold and white boulder on legs; an oozing expanse of tummy, dimpled and covered in rolls, sagged down in front of titanic tree trunk legs. Her backside like two massive yoga balls filled with gelatin, wobbing and almost touching the ground behind her. Arms fattened to near uselessness with sausage fingers curled around a pen and clipboard too tiny in those hands. Breasts like globes, bouncing and wobbling against the stretched out fabric that covered only her massive mammaries and nothing else, and it had once been the biggest thing the obese Able sisters had in store, practically a curtain drape on her frame. Her face was dominated by cheeks nearing grapefruit size and a roll of blubber absorbing her neck and chin.

She waddled slowly, her once petit feet now bloated from carrying her bulk, leaving sizable footprints in the dirt beneath her. Unable to afford a shower due to her schedule, she'd forgone hygiene that day and as a consequence reeked of aromatic sweat, her pie diet making it less gross than normal sweat but still carrying a sharp pungency to it. That cloth she wore was absolutely soake in the stuff, as well as in pie remnants that also stained her fur, from her face to her belly.

"Must...hrrf...guh...get to work...huff...-uurrrrrrp-...!" she panted, approaching the town hall.

Her fat hands had trouble putting the key into the lock, but she was relieved to hear the click as she got it open, her flabby sized brushing the door frame. She saw Mayor Colin at his desk as usual, and he looked quite the mix of amazed and awestruck as his oversized secretary waddled in, plonking her gargantuan ass into her reinforced double wide chair, which still buckled under her weight.

"M-morning Mr. Mayor..." she mumbled nervously.

"Isabelle? Wow, you've gotten fat!" Colin said, bluntly.

"I-I know...I'm sorry...-sniff-" she felt like crying, she was so ashamed.

The wolf rushed from his seat and threw his arms around her, not even caring about the reek and sweat that now clung to him as he hugged into her blubber, stroking her roll covered back soothingly. Isabelle almost purred like a cat from the sensation, calming down.

"Hey now, no need for that. I'm somewhat responsible here...I wanted everyone bigger but didn't think people would get as big as *you*." he chuckled, guiltily.

"But...why?" Isabelle asked, between sniffles.

"To be honest, I find it appealing! But, if it hurts you, you can lose it, I'll close the restaurant, I-"

"No, no! Mayor it's okay!" Isabelle pleaded. "I, I can learn to live with my size, its not *unpleasant*, just awkward!"

Mayor Colin cheered up, and gave the blobby dog a kiss on the cheek. "Atta girl...you hungry?"

Isabelle's tummy roared with enough force to send quivering ripples across it's surface. She blushed, wide eyed and put a hand against it in awe.

"I'll take that as a yes. Oh, and next week? I was thinking about a place to maybe capitalize on all the fishing business we have around here..."

Isabelle drooled. She wagged her tail and nodded. If she was going to be big, she might as well enjoy it!