I wrote a short story to go with this one! I hope you guys enjoy it.

The day of the party has finally come. You invited a wide array of guests, but weren't sure who would show and who wouldn't. As you wait with anticipation, you hear the doorbell ring. Your first guest! You're greeted by a large, well-dressed dragon in a full 3-piece suit. He greets you, handing you a bouquet of flowers. You gladly welcome him inside, and he slips in the doorframe with surprising agility. He sniffs the air for a brief moment, and then his stomach growls loudly. He seems not to notice, and saunters away, leaving you to greet your next guest. But you can't help but wonder: When was the last time he ate?

Throughout the party, you couldn't miss him. He seemed to always be wherever the appetizers were, and he loaded his plate as much as possible when the main course was served. If it wasn't clear then that the dragon had a big appetite, he returned for seconds. And then thirds. And fourths. He seemed to be determined to stuff his maw as much as possible until everyone had exhausted all the food. And when the cake was served, you saw him take 3 or 4 slices at a time, his suit jacket now struggling to stay on his increasingly lardy form. Not only that, but the dragon himself seemed to finally be filling up. As he walked by you on the way to get more to eat, you heard him belch loudly. You turned to see the noise, and he had covered his maw and blushed pink, embarrassed. By the time the cake had been finished, you guessed about half of it ended up in his maw simply based on what you'd observed. Indeed, his suit jacket had now come completely unbuttoned, and he had adopted a noticeable waddle. As people began to slowly and steadily stream out, finally heading home, the dragon remained. He snacked on leftover appetizers. He even ate off the plates of guests who had left, which seemed a little gross. After everyone had gone, you found the dragon sitting in one of your armchairs. He was clutching a platter of horderves, which he was munching on casually. The buttons on his shirt seemed to be on their last legs, and and his tie was loose. Not to mention his expensive-looking belt now strained wildly against his waistline. He looked up and noticed you, immediately flushing pink from embarrassment. You told him the party was over and that he ought to go home. As he nodded sadly, you felt bad for him. He was only hungry, and it wasn't like you were going to eat all this food anyways. So you brought him all the leftover food from the party that you could find in your home and set it before him. "For me?" he said. You nodded, and he grinned and began to consume it eagerly. Bowls and platters full of delicious snacks had their contents emptied as the dragon chomped and munched away. As he slid the last pile of appetizers down his throat, he swallowed but then opened his eyes wide. Suddenly, you heard a loud 'POP!' His belt had finally given in and his pants button had come undone. This fancy dragon's entire wardrobe had just malfunctioned right in front of you... He was now red, ashamed of his glutton. To add on to it, the next thing that came out of his maw was a loud 'BUUURRRRRP!' "Oh my, excuse me!" he exclaimed, smiling nervously. "Sorry to have eaten you out of house and home... I'm full now, I won't take anymore of your food." You gave his belly a nice pat to let him know it was all okay. He smiled sweetly and rose from his seat. You walked with him to the door, and he apologized for what happened. You just thanked him kindly for coming. As he waddled away, you watched his fat tail bob up and down and his belly wobble with each step, all the way until you couldn't see his giant frame anymore. Oddly, you knew the tubby dragon would return someday...