After his little pit stop, Nick Wilde squeezed his way out of the break room and continued his waddling journey out of the ZPD. Whoever brought donuts must've known about Nick's weakness for blueberries because he went full on savage on those, eating nearly every single one of them. However in a show of rare restraint, he only left two donuts...one of which was currently in his mouth smearing blue icing all over his face. He took an extra donut just for the energy boost, a pink one that tasted like cotton candy, it was a welcome flavor and perfectly glazed.

The sweat that formed on his body helped him out of the break room, but now that same sweat was starting to become prominent. Sweat pooled around his collar, the halo of fat the should be Nick's neck was seeping heavily into his fox sized ZPD tank top. Sweat accumulated around his moobs and back, if he didn't get out of here soon, he was gonna start to show off some rather embarrassing sweat marks. Not that his attire wasn't embarrassing, or if it was, Nick never showed it.

The tank top and shorts combo he was dressed in was from his days at the academy. Clearly it was meant for a fox's body, not whatever size Nick was right now. Chief Bogo ordered a timberwolf sized uniform for Nick, but that thing ended up looking like a mumu, even when it was tucked in. So he had to go with this, even if his belly and back fat were always out on full display.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally made it to the lobby, why'd this building have to be so big? Donut icing smeared onto his face and just starting to drink from his shake, he heard all sorts of comments about his weight. Some officers at the ZPD were relentless, but not really clever and Nick always had a witty comeback for those remarks, even if it did come out a wheezing heap. He didn't see Clawhauser at his desk, he must've snuck off to the break room for some food, just as long as he didn't want any blueberry donuts, the chubby cheetah was gonna be busy for a while.

Finally Nick made it to the door, having to catch his breath, he was astounded that the mear act of walking was so hard for him now. He exited the ZPD, the sweat helping the rotund fox get unstuck from the doorway, Nick scanned the area, but didn't see Judy’s cop car. Nick checked his phone to make sure Judy knew to pick him up and sure enough, Judy texted Nick to let him know she was 10 minutes away from picking him up. With that knowledge, Nick parked his obese frame onto a stone bench and drank his shake and jostled his belly until his partner picked him up. Another text told him Judy was getting him some blueberry donuts and that she hoped he got his fill in the break room.

Sly bunny.

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And there we go. I was gonna do the whole vignette in one story, but I figured that everyone should see both of these so...yeah my decision was to split these in two since I have two.

Thank you  bluejeff24 for this fat Nick Wilde.

Art:  bluejeff24

Original: https://twitter.com/JeffieB19/status/1591477162544369664?t=u2B2sK_weDKZnw8TEpD7UQ&s=19

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