As days passed and weeks turned to new ones, Cynder once again realized her rather big of a issue; herself.
SHe has been everything but able to resist Spyro's onslaught of ever increasing amount of constant stream of heavy meals, full of fattiest of fatty sheeps, cattle, deer and everything. Where was he even getting all of those? With amount of meat and seasoning he'd be able to feed entire village, daily! But instead of doing just that, She'd been the one devouring all that, those heavenly flavoured meals, dancing in her mouth to no end, letting metaphorical fireworks in her mind explode in colours only mind could conjure. And it happened with every bite she took.
It was always such a shock when suddenly she had ran out of juicy meat to stuff her face with.
She always does this, she pouts. She always absolutely loses her control and rational mind when she even as much as smells food, let alone managed to stuff it in her mouth. She tried to crank her head, but barely managed to more than wiggle it around. She had become so incredibly fat that her entire body had more or less turned into big blob of fat that barely resembled a black dragoness she once where.
Shed be much more upset, if all that heavy rolls of fat didnt feel so incredibly comforting at the same time as much as it felt nice.
She sighed, if she wasnt immobile already, shed be far more concerned of being unable to do absolutely anyhting. She has absolutely zero chance to even attemp to reach the ground with her thick fat limbs as she practicly rested her entire self on her massively bloated stomach that lifted her off the ground by the feets! It didnt help that it acted as softest, nicest bed by itself
She groaned. "That bastard Spyro. Why did I allow him to do this to me? Just keeping feeding me with those stupid fat lambs and whatnot, non-stop. Im so... so fat! I cant even see myself anymore! I must look monstrous!" She complained, albeit with little bride. She has been learning to accept her new role in life, and moreso her new super fat blob of a body. It do feel quite good to be this fat afterall for some reason. Must be because her, and possibly Spyro's magics doing their thing to not only make it possible to her be this humongously fat, but also make it feel more than just natural to be this fat.
Cynder sighed. "That Spyro really better get back soon. It is so boring just lie down here, doing nothing when i could be least eating more of that greasy meat hes so good at bringing me! lazybums..."
And with that, her mind was set onto again antisipation for her next, hearthy meal to enpower her growing size~
oh look, third continuation pic of the series, this time with poor blob of a cynder lying on her stomach, quite literally. Wonder where this may lead to if I keep going? probably nothing good, horrible as i am xD
Cynder - Activision
Art - Mkananoja
SHe has been everything but able to resist Spyro's onslaught of ever increasing amount of constant stream of heavy meals, full of fattiest of fatty sheeps, cattle, deer and everything. Where was he even getting all of those? With amount of meat and seasoning he'd be able to feed entire village, daily! But instead of doing just that, She'd been the one devouring all that, those heavenly flavoured meals, dancing in her mouth to no end, letting metaphorical fireworks in her mind explode in colours only mind could conjure. And it happened with every bite she took.
It was always such a shock when suddenly she had ran out of juicy meat to stuff her face with.
She always does this, she pouts. She always absolutely loses her control and rational mind when she even as much as smells food, let alone managed to stuff it in her mouth. She tried to crank her head, but barely managed to more than wiggle it around. She had become so incredibly fat that her entire body had more or less turned into big blob of fat that barely resembled a black dragoness she once where.
Shed be much more upset, if all that heavy rolls of fat didnt feel so incredibly comforting at the same time as much as it felt nice.
She sighed, if she wasnt immobile already, shed be far more concerned of being unable to do absolutely anyhting. She has absolutely zero chance to even attemp to reach the ground with her thick fat limbs as she practicly rested her entire self on her massively bloated stomach that lifted her off the ground by the feets! It didnt help that it acted as softest, nicest bed by itself
She groaned. "That bastard Spyro. Why did I allow him to do this to me? Just keeping feeding me with those stupid fat lambs and whatnot, non-stop. Im so... so fat! I cant even see myself anymore! I must look monstrous!" She complained, albeit with little bride. She has been learning to accept her new role in life, and moreso her new super fat blob of a body. It do feel quite good to be this fat afterall for some reason. Must be because her, and possibly Spyro's magics doing their thing to not only make it possible to her be this humongously fat, but also make it feel more than just natural to be this fat.
Cynder sighed. "That Spyro really better get back soon. It is so boring just lie down here, doing nothing when i could be least eating more of that greasy meat hes so good at bringing me! lazybums..."
And with that, her mind was set onto again antisipation for her next, hearthy meal to enpower her growing size~
oh look, third continuation pic of the series, this time with poor blob of a cynder lying on her stomach, quite literally. Wonder where this may lead to if I keep going? probably nothing good, horrible as i am xD
Cynder - Activision
Art - Mkananoja
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Fanart
Species Western Dragon
Size 1217 x 800px
File Size 591.3 kB
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