A story request for my friend !

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Jericho and Jerome rushed to find their seat in the audience section of the game show.
“I’m glad you’re friends with the host, it’s let us get seats for the show!” Jerome whispered to Jericho. The blue mutt shifted in their seat getting comfortable as they reached for the complimentary bag of popcorn.
Jericho sat down next to Jerome, a little anxious about being in the front row but excited to see his roommate and close friend, Bruce the arcanine, up on stage having fun with his game show.
Normally Jericho would invite Jerome to his house to watch the game show on his television, but when Bruce surprised him with vip tickets how could he not accept?
The lights dimmed and with it the crowd hushed, excited whispers heard throughout, erupting as the spotlight landed on the figure rising from the stage. It turns on brightly to reveal a stunning Arcanine.
Bruce stood there, his sequined tuxedo blinking brightly as it struggled to hold back Bruce’s large gut. The arcanine was soaking up the limelight as he grinned and did a snazzy twirl and flourish.
“WELCOME! I’m so happy to see all of your here with me as we all enjoy tonight's program!” Bruce exclaimed, gesturing up to the sign as it flashed “Put MY Money Where Your Mouth Is!” Bruce coughed to draw the crowd and cameras back to him. “As we all know this game show only has 2 possible outcomes! You either leave here incredibly rich, or immensely fat! And you know the catch phrase!” Bruce pointed out to the crowd which all chanted “IT’S A WAIST OF MONEY!!!”
Bruce grinned widely as he clapped his big paws together. “I love the enthusiasm! Now for tonight's show we’re going to get two participants tonight instead of the usual one, but don’t worry folks, that just means you’ll see twice the amount of gains!” Bruce exclaimed as the audience went wild.
“Now let’s see…” Bruce said as he scanned the crowd, his gaze stopping at Jerome and Jericho, his grin getting wider. “I see the two lucky contests right here in the first row!” He exclaimed as he pointed to the duo, the spotlight quickly landing on both canines.
Jerome’s maw hung open as they looked over to Jericho, not expecting this turn of events. However Jericho noticed the familiar spark in Bruce’s eyes, which made the husky put two and two together. Bruce gave him both tickets in the hopes that he’d bring a friend to fatten him up!
Jericho started to object but Jerome had jumped up and was starting to pull Jericho by the sleeve of his hoodie. The husky groaned and obliged, mostly because he didn’t want his hoodie stretched and he knew the crowd would pester him up there anyway.
Once Jerome and Jericho had gotten up to the stage Bruce draped his large arms around both of them.
“Well boys, it’s great to have you up here with me. Now tell me, how are you feeling?”
Jerome was the first one to lean towards Bruce’s mic. “I can’t believe I’m up here, I’m super excited to see how this plays out!” They say as they smirk towards Jericho.
Jericho glares at Jerome before he has the mic shown to his face. “I, uh, I’m also excited to be here. I totally didn’t know I would be here.” He said with a slight tone of annoyance, putting his hands in his hoodie pocket.
Bruce laughed loudly, his sequined suit threatening to shoot some buttons off. “Well I’m glad to have two great contestants up with me today! Jack, why don’t you get the challenge wheel down here?” The arcanine said to his stagehand. The panther pressed a button and part of the floor opened up and a big prize wheel started to emerge.
People who watched Put My Money Where Your Mouth Is know this wheel by memory, but to the new viewers. The wheel has 3 components, the main wheel which has 8 possible outcomes: 4 for Money and 4 for Mouth. There is also a wheel for the money amount and a wheel for mouth quantity.
Bruce stepped over to the wheel and hit a switch, which made the entire thing light up. “Now boys, let’s find out if you get walk out of here filthy rich or in a wheelbarrow!”
Jerome and Jericho both looked at each other, deciding who’d go first. Jerome’s tail was wagging too much for Jericho not to notice, so he motioned for the mutt to go.
Jerome hopped with excitement as they made their way to the wheel. They gripped the wheel spoke and gave it a powerful spin. The wheel spun for a minute before it started to slow, eventually landing on Mouth. Jerome’s maw hung open, they were certain it was going to land on money.
“What a delightful surprise!~” Bruce said as he slid next to Jerome. “Before we get to your filling I would like Jericho to spin the wheel.” He said with a smirk, his big bushy tail wagging behind him slightly.
Jericho didn’t put too much of a fuss up and walked to the wheel, giving it a spin as well. It wasn’t as powerful as Jerome’s but it still spun for a bit before finally slowing down, ticking from Mouth to Money. Jericho sighed as he noticed Bruce seeming a little deflated before he quickly changed face to look cheerful again.
“What luck! Now I think since you two are friends I’ll have you spin the wheels at the same time!” Bruce exclaimed, motioning to the two smaller wheels. Each amount and quantity was hidden by a cover so it was a blind spin.
Jericho and Jerome positioned themselves until Bruce shouted. “3! 2! 1! Spin!!”
The canines spun their wheels and once they stopped a small fireworks display shoots off.
Bruce clapped his hands and took the two cards from the separate wheels, and motioning for the others on stage to come up front. “Now boys, let’s keep the suspense and open Jericho’s card first!” The arcanine opened the card and cleared his throat. “Now, Jericho. For $10,000 all you have to do is eat THIS donut!” He motions towards the table and shows a singular plain sprinkle donut.
The husky eyed it suspiciously but shrugged his shoulders and picked it up and ate it in 4 bites. It didn’t taste odd and was even still warm out of the frier.
“That donut was from one of our sponsors! Cuz anything is adipossible with Adonetses!” Bruce said into the mic, loud enough for Jericho to hear the name. His ears hung back, Adonetses were very high in fat, leaving the consumer a few pounds heavier with each bite. Jericho grumbled as he heard his belly groan, thankful his hoodie was big enough to hide the initial gain. Bruce continued, “And you’ll receive your check at the end of the show! Now onto the star of tonight’s show!”
Jerome shivered in place as they saw Bruce opening their card, letting out a low whistle. “Well well well! We normally have 3 or 4 contestants a night but it appears our lucky contestant is going to be fed for the rest of tonight’s runtime!” He said with a clap of his hands. At the clap of his hands a chair was pulled in by Jack, and Jerome was led to it. “Better get comfortable, we still have 40 minutes left of the show~” Bruce said as he leaned down next to the mutt.
Once Jerome was situated in the seat Bruce called out for the first course.

The first course consisted of breakfast-y foods; donuts, croissants, danishes and jams on toast were piled high on the tray as Bruce wheeled it towards Jerome. “And Jericho, if you’d like to help me feed this fine fellow you are more than welcome to join me in the spotlight!”
Jericho rubbed his hands together. He was thankful that the camera won’t be at his growing waistline, his belly peeking out from under his hoodie and a popped button from his pants. He picked up a few donuts and held them towards Jerome’s maw.
Jerome normally would have put up a fight but didn’t want to on public television so they let out a small hmpf before starting on the donuts. Even though Jericho and Bruce had about 15 items between the two of them, once they stepped away from the mutt the fattening was very noticeable.
Jerome’s gut had poked out of their shirt and their pants had started to rip along the seams. Jericho and Bruce eyed the mutt as their tummy grumbled and seemed to swell with fat before their eyes.
Bruce straightened up and snapped his fingers. “Time for lunch!~” And he wheeled in another tray filled with a varied sandwich platter. “And remember folks! We have dinner and dessert so stay tuned!”
Jerome was starting to feel full, despite the food being low filling, high fattening, and when Bruce brought the first sandwich to their maw they shook their head. “I-I can’t, I’m stuffed…” They went to get out of the chair but were quickly pushed back into it by the large arcanine.
“I’m sorry but once you get your spin you have to follow through with the situation, it’s in the contract Jericho signed~” Bruce explained, pushing a button that snapped a few restraints on the mutt’s arms and legs.
Jerome glared at Jericho, but their view was quickly obstructed by Bruce as he fed them their first sandwich, a very full with turkey, lettuce and cheese. The sauces ended up dripping on their chin as they licked it up, their belly groaning more, starting to dip down between their legs. Jericho picks up two sandwiches and joins Bruce in his endeavour.
The audio could hear Jerome loudly chewing and swallowing all of the sandwiches offered to them until the tray of 12 sandwiches were finished, Jerome’s seat legs clearly bending from the stress of all of the lard deposited onto the mutt. They groaned as their shirt rode up to hold their moobs to showing their large stomach to the crowd.
“Would you look at this audience!” Bruce said as he stood behind the mutt, gripping their belly flab and jiggling it quickly, the camera zooming in to see Jerome blushing heavily. “I think our friend could use a drink, Jericho would you mind grabbing that bottle over by the podium?”
Jericho shook his head as his name was called, the first thing he noticed was his tail was wagging a lot right now, he concentrated to slow it down and went to grab the soda, unscrewing it quickly and handing it to the host, who held it to Jerome. Jerome’s maw was dry from all of the carbs and they greedily chugged the entire 2 liter soda. Bruce took the bottle, holding it up for the camera to see his visage in his own product, before tossing it out into the crowd. “This is my favorite part, get the slow-mo ready camera 2!”
The camera zoomed into Jerome’s face, a slight fizz and bubbling being heard in the mutts tummy offscreen as the mutt breathed heavily. All of a sudden they open their maw and let out a loud “bbbBWWAAUUAAARPPP” and they quickly covered their maw, blushing even more at how embarrassing it was to burp like a slob on live television. “I’m always one to enjoy a loud burp after my work day so I created a very carbonated soda just for this occasion!~” Bruce explained, as they slapped their hand on Jerome’s gut, causing the mutt to groan and burp again, even louder than last time. Their tummy shrinking a little after expelling so much built up carbonation. Jericho and Bruce both eyed the mutt as they released the air built up in them, each burp causing the duo to blush and wag their tails more.

Once Jerome finished burping, Bruce clapped his hands again, a platter of burgers, pizzas and hot dogs was rolled out. Jerome gulped loudly, looking at the platter, it was easily twice as much as the other two courses combined…
Bruce lifted up a meaty double decker burger and booped Jerome’s nose with it. “Open wide!~” He said before stuffing it into Jerome’s maw. The camera zooming in to see the mutt’s maw stretched to fit the big burger, the crowd applauding at their effort. Bruce and Jericho made slow and steady work on filling Jerome, despite their protests they still ate all that was put in front of their maw.
Halfway through the dinner portion Bruce paused and went to get another bottle of soda for Jerome. Jericho noticed it was almost dinner time anyway, so while Bruce was fumbling with the bottle and his greasy hands the husky picked up a burger and took a few bites of it. His eyes widen at the taste of it, while it was very juicy and meaty he could notice a small aftertaste of lard, imagining how Jerome handled knowing how fat they were going to get. Thinking about how big the mutt was and will get made Jericho’s tail wag even more.
And then another thought came to his head, he grabbed two more burgers and walked over to the microphone stand, clearing his throat so his voice wouldn’t squeak. “Well it’s almost dinner time and I think our gracious host deserves to enjoy the meal a little too, what do you say audience?!” The crowd erupted with cheers and chants as Bruce straightened up and started to wag his hands. “No, no! I can’t possibly do that, afterall it’s Jerome who needs to finish it all!” His reasoning was completely drowned out by the audience and Jericho used his confusion to slide up to the arcanine and put a burger into this drooping maw.
“The audience is always right in showbiz, babe!” Jericho said as he teased the burger into Bruce’s maw, the arcanine coming to from his shock started to eat the burger, knowing it was pointless to argue. Jericho seeing Bruce submit only made his tail wag faster and faster, having him finish 3 burgers in quick succession. “And to top it off!” The husky took the bottle Bruce was working on unscrewing and opened it, shoving it into his maw and tipping it back so the arcanine couldn’t do anything but drink.
Jericho stepped to the side so that the camera could capture Bruce’s growth. His stomach was already big from the multiple burgers, but with each gulp of the 2L it visibly swelled. Once he had finished the bottle Jericho tossed it out into the crowd and reached around the taller canine and started to shake his gut. Bruce’s personal body mic picked up a loud fizz as the soda became agitated, he breathed heavily as Jericho felt his shirt stretch tight across his swelling gut. He let out a laugh “If you’re in the crowd I’d watch out for any flying buttons!” He didn’t let up the teasing and jiggling on the arcanine’s gut as he grunted and tried to burp the pressure starting to get to him. Until a loud snap sounded over the crowd’s cheers, followed by a few more in quick succession, Bruce blushing as his gut blew out of his shirt, quaking with fat as it drooped onto his thighs, widing his stance to keep balanced as the crowd went wild. Jericho smiled and wagged his tail as he saw how much Bruce was blushing, he turned the jiggling motion to a rub and eventually just hugged the arcanine from behind.
The moment was cut short as a buzzer brought everyone's attention to the fact that the show was about to end. Bruce wiggled free, waddled toward the mic and cleared his throat with a loud bbBWAAaaAAaaRPPPPP “and that’s about all the time we have tonight folks!” He draped an arm around Jericho and walked over to Jerome who looked like they were about to go into a food coma. “But I will be sending the lucky contestant home with a week's supply of dessert!” Jerome’s ears perked up as they groaned and wobbled in their seat, both Jericho and Bruce smiling at the camera and blushing heavily, and before the director yelled “CUT!” Jericho leaned over and smooched Bruce’s cheek, causing the crowd to let out a loud “D’aww” as the show panned out and ran the credits.