I've never really gotten a commission that featured Faisan from behind, so here's one to make up for all those missed opportunities! Given how wide the pheasant's hips are, it really should come as no surprise that he's got a proper counterweight to match that belly.
Big thanks to
vetoknox for this commission!
Big thanks to
vetoknox for this commission!
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Avian (Other)
Size 1280 x 905px
File Size 253.9 kB
Heh, I’m sure that his creativity and knowledge in such matters is as vast as his appetite, hehe!
“Comin’ right up!” *goes in the back and comes back with a full quart jug of apple cider, cracking the lid off and giving it to the big pheasant* “You want a glass with this?”
“Comin’ right up!” *goes in the back and comes back with a full quart jug of apple cider, cracking the lid off and giving it to the big pheasant* “You want a glass with this?”
Given that he pretty much seasonally gains, then goes back to being fairly chubby, he's had plenty of experience! I like to think he has his wardrobe organized by season, with Fall's being twice as wide as his lighter Spring vests.
"Oh, no need to bother with a glass, I'll probably just finish off the whole jug anyways!"
"Oh, no need to bother with a glass, I'll probably just finish off the whole jug anyways!"
With a winter wardrobe so big he could fit a family of four or five in one of his early winter coats? I could so see that being the case for him and his return customers.
“Alrighty! Just let me know if you want anymore.” *turns around and starts making more pancakes, tail swaying in low sweeps*
“Alrighty! Just let me know if you want anymore.” *turns around and starts making more pancakes, tail swaying in low sweeps*
That's for sure! Probably has a nice seasonal selection of fabrics; heavier wool for fall and winter, and linens for the summertime.
"Will do, thanks!" As the pheasant carves through the massive, fluffy stack in front of him, stuffing a forkful into his beak, and lacking any real teeth to properly chew with, swallows it straight down with a chase from the jug to soften the swallow.
"Will do, thanks!" As the pheasant carves through the massive, fluffy stack in front of him, stuffing a forkful into his beak, and lacking any real teeth to properly chew with, swallows it straight down with a chase from the jug to soften the swallow.
And now I cannot help but wonder if Faisen has ever made or been given a Santa outfit or a pair of swim trunks.
*briefly glanced back* ‘Man, this guy’s puttin it away like I’ve never known anyone to eat. Guess I’m doing my job right if he keeps asking for more, but how does he do it?’
*briefly glanced back* ‘Man, this guy’s puttin it away like I’ve never known anyone to eat. Guess I’m doing my job right if he keeps asking for more, but how does he do it?’
I could certainly see him making a very naturally and well padded Santa, as fat, jolly and dapper as he is. He'd definitely rock a Santa jacket and waistcoat.
*It's certainly no small feat, given a stack of those soufflé pancakes are enough for two ordinary furs to ask for a to-go container, more often than not*
*It's certainly no small feat, given a stack of those soufflé pancakes are enough for two ordinary furs to ask for a to-go container, more often than not*
Well padded, indeed. And return customers (or their kids) leave him either an entire cake or a recipe for one in place of a few cookies.
*pours some more batter on the stove in wide circles and turns around to face him, suspicion winning out in the end* “Sooo....what’s your secret?”
*pours some more batter on the stove in wide circles and turns around to face him, suspicion winning out in the end* “Sooo....what’s your secret?”
Never hurts to overdo it when it comes to scoring brownie points with the big guy in red.
*The huge pheasant chuckles, rubbing one feathered hand over his belly, then up to his plump chest, puffed out like a chubby hen's.* "Ahh... my crop pretty much lets me fill it up while what's in my belly gets to digesting. Sort of like having a smaller backup stomach to fill up, I guess. Other than that?" He chuckles and wobbles his middle. "Just plenty of practice getting good and stuffed."
*The huge pheasant chuckles, rubbing one feathered hand over his belly, then up to his plump chest, puffed out like a chubby hen's.* "Ahh... my crop pretty much lets me fill it up while what's in my belly gets to digesting. Sort of like having a smaller backup stomach to fill up, I guess. Other than that?" He chuckles and wobbles his middle. "Just plenty of practice getting good and stuffed."
No it does not, especially with what this year has been doing to people’s waistlines. Gotta keep the big man sweet, hehe!
*blushes with wide eyes, glancing at the nearby stack of empty plates* “Wow. Talk about having the guts. I’ve had deer, bulls, and elephants come in here and fail to put away as much as you!” *looks back at Faisen’s massive golden-brown belly being cut deep into by the countertop, then down at my positively thin waist* “Must be nice.”
*blushes with wide eyes, glancing at the nearby stack of empty plates* “Wow. Talk about having the guts. I’ve had deer, bulls, and elephants come in here and fail to put away as much as you!” *looks back at Faisen’s massive golden-brown belly being cut deep into by the countertop, then down at my positively thin waist* “Must be nice.”
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