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An art-trade story I made with 
Pancak3, with his OC cat Pancake getting force feed a lot of milk by his best friend the dog Pudding.
Link to his part of the trade: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/17967654/
Both characters belongs to Pancak3
Meet Pancake.
He is a kind, charming, funny (And also at times a little lazy.) cat.
He is a pretty short young guy (Being 5 foot 5 inches tall, and in his 20s)
He also has a big of a appetite for feeding himself great portions of food, and that would often end up making him find himself in situations where he would end up weight A LOT more afterwards!
This is the story of one of those times.
Pancake had just been invited to see his best friend Pudding.
Pudding was a dog, who unlike Pancake liked to exercise a lot in order to lose his own overweight. (But he had a bad habit to start eating tons of junk food once his training was done, so it wouldn't take long before he was back at being fat.)
Today when Pancake meet him he looked to be about halfway through with his training period, as he had pretty muscular arms and legs, but still a bit of a gut to work off.
"Pancake! How are you old friend?" Pudding asked, and showed his strength to his friend by lifting him up while giving him a big bear hug.
"Old? Am I already starting to grow some grey hair?" Pancake said, and they both had a laugh together.
"So what was it your wanted to talk to be about?" Pancake asked as he was being let in by his half fit and half fat friend.
"Is it true that unlike me Pancake, you highly enjoy only gorging yourself with lots of food and drinks whenever you can?" He asked, sounding very serious.
Pancake was a little surprise of the sudden dialog filled sentence his otherwise very "thrifty with words" friend said, but quickly answered "I do. I really like to just press the limits sometimes, and see just how far my own body can go."
"Just what I thought you would say." Pudding whispered to himself.
"Did you say something?" Pancake asked, only snapping up sounds coming from Pudding's mouth, but not what they actually was.
"Would you like to have a glass of milk?" The dog quickly answered, trying to make his real sentence disappear from the conversation.
"Sure. I would love that." Pancake said, and Pudding went away to get him a glass.
After a few moments of waiting Pudding was back with what looked like a glass of fresh, cold milk.
"I hope it tastes well." Pudding said as he handed over the drink.
"Well, bottom's up." Pancake said and downed it all.
Shortly after having his glass of milk the cat was starting to feel a little..."funny". His vision started to get blurry, and pretty soon he found himself losing his balance.
As his eyes started to close he could see Pudding looking over at him and saying "Sorry for doing it this way." before it all went black.
Pancake wakes up to find himself sitting on the floor in a dark place, with his hands tied behind his back, and with a hose in his mouth. He had no idea of where he was or why or how he had ended up like this.
"I'm sorry for spiking your drink and bring you over here." Pudding said as he came out of the shadows.
"Mrhgt rthrghj ghr?!" He said as he tried to speak, but the hose made it not possible to make actual words.
"You might be wondering why I drugged you and took you to my basement?" Pudding asked, making Pancake a little sacred over what the answer would be.
"You remember how you said earlier that you would like to try drinking milk until you are completely full?" The pudgy dog asked before putting a huge barrel with the word "Milk" written on it.
"Wish granted."
"It may look like an impossible task, but I know that you have secretly wished to try this out." Pudding said, and patted what would soon be a very well feed belly of Pancake.
The can was HUGE!
It looked to be filled with at least 15 gallons of milk, and it seemed that he was going to end up having to swallow all of it!
With a press of a button Pudding made a steady flow of milk starting to pump through the hose, and down the throat of Pancake.
The hose was stuffed so far down that there was nothing poor Pancake could do but just take it all in.
Already after getting about 2-3 gallon of milk Pancake could see how his beige cat fur was starting to stretch out in a dome shape as the milk was filling it up nicely.
But it wasn't like he was in any position to protest, as the punishment/dream of his continues.
As his belly was getting inflated out the cat could also feel it getting more and more heavy!
It went from one 1 to 2 feet in diameter, all as the gallons of milk got less and less in the barrel.
There was even a point where his belly grew so larger that it was starting to almost tip over the milk barrel! But Pudding was aware of this and made sure to move the barrel to the side of his force feeding friend, so that he could continue gain without risking losing his "precious milk".
After about 30 minutes of constant drinking Pancake could feel that the milk tank was finally empty, and as the hose got pulled out of his mouth he had only one thing to say.
"BUUUURRPPPP!!!"
"Your welcomed there buddy." Pudding said, and untied the ropes holding Pancake's hands together.
With his arms now free the first thing the cat did was to hold his bloated belly and take in just how much liquid was in it now!
It was sloshing and jiggling with every movement he was making, and it felt so insanely full! (And he couldn't help but blush a little over how insanely big he now was!)
"How are you feeling my friend?" Pudding asked, worried that he had actually hurted his friend.
"I feel full, fat, finished, a little bit embarrassed, but also fantastic!" Pancake said, and tried giving his dog friend a hug, but his milk belly was getting slightly in the way.
"So what will you be doing now with this new source of milk you are carrying?" Pudding asked, not able to resist resting one of his paws on the taunt fur as well.
"Probably take a rest now, and then just only have water for a while." Pancake said before going to sleep a second time today, but this time it was because that milk he had been having had been feed felt pretty warm and nice inside of him.
Pancak3, with his OC cat Pancake getting force feed a lot of milk by his best friend the dog Pudding.Link to his part of the trade: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/17967654/
Both characters belongs to
Pancak3Meet Pancake.
He is a kind, charming, funny (And also at times a little lazy.) cat.
He is a pretty short young guy (Being 5 foot 5 inches tall, and in his 20s)
He also has a big of a appetite for feeding himself great portions of food, and that would often end up making him find himself in situations where he would end up weight A LOT more afterwards!
This is the story of one of those times.
Pancake had just been invited to see his best friend Pudding.
Pudding was a dog, who unlike Pancake liked to exercise a lot in order to lose his own overweight. (But he had a bad habit to start eating tons of junk food once his training was done, so it wouldn't take long before he was back at being fat.)
Today when Pancake meet him he looked to be about halfway through with his training period, as he had pretty muscular arms and legs, but still a bit of a gut to work off.
"Pancake! How are you old friend?" Pudding asked, and showed his strength to his friend by lifting him up while giving him a big bear hug.
"Old? Am I already starting to grow some grey hair?" Pancake said, and they both had a laugh together.
"So what was it your wanted to talk to be about?" Pancake asked as he was being let in by his half fit and half fat friend.
"Is it true that unlike me Pancake, you highly enjoy only gorging yourself with lots of food and drinks whenever you can?" He asked, sounding very serious.
Pancake was a little surprise of the sudden dialog filled sentence his otherwise very "thrifty with words" friend said, but quickly answered "I do. I really like to just press the limits sometimes, and see just how far my own body can go."
"Just what I thought you would say." Pudding whispered to himself.
"Did you say something?" Pancake asked, only snapping up sounds coming from Pudding's mouth, but not what they actually was.
"Would you like to have a glass of milk?" The dog quickly answered, trying to make his real sentence disappear from the conversation.
"Sure. I would love that." Pancake said, and Pudding went away to get him a glass.
After a few moments of waiting Pudding was back with what looked like a glass of fresh, cold milk.
"I hope it tastes well." Pudding said as he handed over the drink.
"Well, bottom's up." Pancake said and downed it all.
Shortly after having his glass of milk the cat was starting to feel a little..."funny". His vision started to get blurry, and pretty soon he found himself losing his balance.
As his eyes started to close he could see Pudding looking over at him and saying "Sorry for doing it this way." before it all went black.
Pancake wakes up to find himself sitting on the floor in a dark place, with his hands tied behind his back, and with a hose in his mouth. He had no idea of where he was or why or how he had ended up like this.
"I'm sorry for spiking your drink and bring you over here." Pudding said as he came out of the shadows.
"Mrhgt rthrghj ghr?!" He said as he tried to speak, but the hose made it not possible to make actual words.
"You might be wondering why I drugged you and took you to my basement?" Pudding asked, making Pancake a little sacred over what the answer would be.
"You remember how you said earlier that you would like to try drinking milk until you are completely full?" The pudgy dog asked before putting a huge barrel with the word "Milk" written on it.
"Wish granted."
"It may look like an impossible task, but I know that you have secretly wished to try this out." Pudding said, and patted what would soon be a very well feed belly of Pancake.
The can was HUGE!
It looked to be filled with at least 15 gallons of milk, and it seemed that he was going to end up having to swallow all of it!
With a press of a button Pudding made a steady flow of milk starting to pump through the hose, and down the throat of Pancake.
The hose was stuffed so far down that there was nothing poor Pancake could do but just take it all in.
Already after getting about 2-3 gallon of milk Pancake could see how his beige cat fur was starting to stretch out in a dome shape as the milk was filling it up nicely.
But it wasn't like he was in any position to protest, as the punishment/dream of his continues.
As his belly was getting inflated out the cat could also feel it getting more and more heavy!
It went from one 1 to 2 feet in diameter, all as the gallons of milk got less and less in the barrel.
There was even a point where his belly grew so larger that it was starting to almost tip over the milk barrel! But Pudding was aware of this and made sure to move the barrel to the side of his force feeding friend, so that he could continue gain without risking losing his "precious milk".
After about 30 minutes of constant drinking Pancake could feel that the milk tank was finally empty, and as the hose got pulled out of his mouth he had only one thing to say.
"BUUUURRPPPP!!!"
"Your welcomed there buddy." Pudding said, and untied the ropes holding Pancake's hands together.
With his arms now free the first thing the cat did was to hold his bloated belly and take in just how much liquid was in it now!
It was sloshing and jiggling with every movement he was making, and it felt so insanely full! (And he couldn't help but blush a little over how insanely big he now was!)
"How are you feeling my friend?" Pudding asked, worried that he had actually hurted his friend.
"I feel full, fat, finished, a little bit embarrassed, but also fantastic!" Pancake said, and tried giving his dog friend a hug, but his milk belly was getting slightly in the way.
"So what will you be doing now with this new source of milk you are carrying?" Pudding asked, not able to resist resting one of his paws on the taunt fur as well.
"Probably take a rest now, and then just only have water for a while." Pancake said before going to sleep a second time today, but this time it was because that milk he had been having had been feed felt pretty warm and nice inside of him.
Category Story / Fat Furs
Species Housecat
Size 120 x 102px
File Size 34 kB
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