A series commissioned by  Anciano for his friend  CedricBrowning
Guest-starring  darthtater342
Story by Cedric
Art by Yours Truly

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It took 10 bars of butter, a fireman, the family who lives next door, a chain and a pickup truck to take out Cedric’s gigantic belly which got stuck in the doorway. By some miracle, there was no scratch on either the wolf or the house, but the main street was damaged and the chain broke. The whole neighborhood agreed not to help him if he gets stuck again.

Cedric, in shame, decided to take a walk at the street to clear his thoughts. On his way to nowhere, Cedric was on his way to the 5th Creampacker of the day, increasing the speed of his heavy breath. Still moaning and puffing once the sweet was inside his mouth.

Walking aside of a mirrored window, he gave a watch to the reflection that gave a look back to the original Wolf. The wrecking ball of a belly he had once has doubled its size, hanging out on all ways as possible, pressing his even wider moobs up to the air. His chin is the further to a normal Wolf face, but a dough mass bouncing every time the Wolf moves his mouth. His fingers are now so bloated that can barely even bend, the same as his legs that get tired and even more tired.

In perspective, it was a miracle for him to put some clothes on and not ripping every time he moves. Luckily for him, Cedric found out about a tailor who gladly jointed together all of Cedric’s old pants into one super sized mattress that could be perfect for El Toro’s bed. If only the same could be done with the T-Shirts, which were bought on a weight loss program’s trash can, and they could barely fit!

“Oh my god, this is…” the amaze of the wolf couldn’t let him finish his sentence.

“Surprising, bro?” a mysterious male voice replied, which was enough for Cedric’s surprise to increase even more.

“What the… No way! I thought he… But he must… How could.... Huh?” All those questions were desiring to come out of Cedric’s mouth, all of them pointing out to a single answer. The wolf turned on his back as quick as race car tire, his sight revealing the very first the wolf’s mind reached for.

“It’s so good to see you, bro!” a slightly beefy green bull laughed as he approached to Cedric’s excess of dough, reaching his arms for a hug.

“Tate!” Cedric’s happiness made the wolf cry and hug Tate with all his strength. “Oh my! What are you doing here?”

“Had a day off, wanted to visit my… not so little bro.” Tate’s sight was full of doubt, checking the wolf head to toes, almost with a surprised expression. “Dude, what happened to you? Didn’t you get into a diet?”

“Huh!? Diet?” the wolf’s surprise and confusion were as big as his own ass. He remembered nothing about a diet agreement, neither the word diet.

“Helloooooooo…” the green bull’s voice was echoing inside Cedric’s ears. “Dude, we agreed I would visit you and spend a vacation here, IF you got into a diet after that christmas bulking up of last year. Remember?”. The wolf’s only response was a forced gulp, followed by a slow gesture transformation from surprised to shameful smile begging Tate not to kill him.

Tate couldn’t help himself of dropping a couple of chuckles before . -Anyways, now that I’m here, why don't you show me the place, man? And maybe we can do some corn dog darts if we go to your house.-

“Oh cool. Yeah, whatever you want, bro!” Cedric’s dialogs turned better as he focused on what to say. “Bienvenido.”

“Thanks man.”

It was a funny scene to see a green bull and a enormous bulk of white walking at the street. It took less than a mile to stop by to catch up some air. The wolf, as he waddled with nothing to hold on rather than his small friend, started losing balance each step he made. Tate’s shoulder started getting heavy loads of bro, so much that his entire body had surrendered, kneeling as he awkwardly tries to maintain balance for himself and his friend.

“Come on, man, you got this.” Tate poorly cheered his obese friend as he struggled to not laugh at this scene. Slowly his cheeks turned pink due to the effort and the shyness of helping a complete chubb to do normal things.

Cedric stopped at a wall to catch some breath, putting more weight on Tate as he tried to get balanced with the help of a wall. As he was breathing with difficulty and cleaning his forehead with the resting arm, he freed Tate out of his lard sweaty prison and shovered something on his mouth. A pair of… fudgepackers?

“Bro?” Tate asked as he stared at the poor frozen sweet being eaten by his obese friendo. “Where did you get those?”

The exhausted wolf gave a sad puppy look, as he gave his last sighs before collapsing in the ground, shaking all that was near him. On the floor, Cedric’s monumental belly became alive as it jumped up and down at the rythm of his slow forced breathing.

“Oh boy” Cedric could barely speak, taking one hand to his chest as an attempt to stop his racing heart, fighting with the fudgy barrier. “I wish I weren't so fat.” All of Cedric’s sweat covered a great part of the concrete's crackings made by the fall

“Cedric, are you ok?” the concerned bull muttered to his friend as he presses his furry cheeks with his hands, toying around with the wolf’s face. When Cedric’s eyes drew wide open, Tate stopped his game and reached his face to the canine’s. He expected a simple “Im fine” but what he got was a deafening big burp, attacking the bovine with a violent explosion of peanut and chocolate mixed with BBQ sauce and beer.

“Can you…” Cedric attempted to spread out a begging to get up, but he got instantly interrupted by his half eaten sweets.

“Come on, Ced boy. You better save some air unless you want to faint.” Tate grunted, using even his dialogue to lift up the fat ass. “Why don’t we call for a bus? So we don’t have to walk and provoque a heart attack.”

The bus stopped on the exact moment, with the door being open exactly in front of Tate and Cedric. The bull got on the bus first, but Cedric found difficult to raise a single leg, and get his voluminous belly inside. Unlike his big friend, Tate showed no shame on the scene, in fact he was enjoying it. Tate even chuckled while reaching his arms to his bro and try to pull him inside the bus. Fortunately, it got no effort neither more people to get him pass through, since the wolf’s sweat helped like the butter at the first time he got stuck.

The real shame and cringe came at the time to reach at the empty seat. There was no space for the both of them to seat on. They looked at each other in silence, as they tried to figure out who will be the one who’s seating and the one who’s standing.

To break the silence, Cedric was the first one to speak.-Saaaaaayyyyyy… Wanna go to my place? I got plenty of Ice Cream packers if you want-

-Oh nice, bro.- Tate replied. -Go ahead.-

They spent the whole trip standing up.