147 lbs
“Man… I really need to bulk up if I wanna stand a chance at the competition… Gotta crank things up a notch!”

Grr…

Kent was certainly right about his situation - there were some real hulks in the gym’s competition! He had six months to get himself in the proper shape if he wanted any shot at winning that prize, and securing a place in his favorite gym’s wall of fame - heck, maybe he’d even end up in the papers! But, he’d have to pack on the pounds - fast! And there were plenty of fast food joints that would help him bulk up real nice - sure, it wasn’t exactly healthy, but hey, you can’t make any gains without a little risk.

Time for the first binge…

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249 lbs
“*Mmf* - Progressing nicely… Buuuut, I should pack on some more, just to be safe…”

Worble…

Well… The bulking was certainly progressing nicely! Perhaps a little too nicely, come to think of it. Kent was 5 months out from the competition, and his twiggish outline was now disrupted by a large, soft, potbelly - although it was swiftly becoming too large to be considered a real potbelly… He really should’ve stopped and started turning those pounds into muscle, but… He remembered how big those muscleheads were… most of em’ still had at least a hundred pounds on him! If he really wanted to win, he should take it juuussttt a little farther…

He licked his chops in determination, as he sank his teeth into the juicy burger in his hands, and, when that was burger was thoroughly vanquished, he gleefully moved on to the triple order of fires, brushing past the already defeated 20-pack of nuggets…

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399 lbs
“Heh - Wow! I might be overdoin’ it a little… But… Where’s the fun if I don’t push it to 400…?”

Glurgle… Gwolp… Wob…

Overdoin’ a little? Well, Kent just uttered the understatement of the year, didn’t he? He was a downright fatso! His alarmingly quick gain has caused the fast majority of his greasy, fatty diet to settle on his soft, marshmallow-like stomach, but that uneven gain wouldn’t last for long… Already, his once fit and trim body was becoming used digesting the enormous, unhealthy meals that its owner forced down his gullet, and the fat was beginning to pop up on other parts of him.

His cheeks were a little fluffier than before, his neck a bit thicker, his pecs a bit softer, and his rump a good deal rounder… What did the corpulent cat expect when he bulked up with chocolate ice cream and fatty fast food? If he was lucky, he’d get down to an only-somewhat fat size in time for the competition if he worked it down, but, with three months to go, there was no chance of him turning it all into muscle…

The obese ocelot’s stomach rumbled as he licked his lips, curiosity very clearly getting the better of the cat, as he envisioned the scale reading out a digit higher than it’s already monumental 400… As soon as the cat shifted his bulk off the scale, he was already waddling over to the kitchen, his soft stomach bouncing happily as it anticipated the sweet, fatty galloon of double-chunk-brownie-batter ice cream it’s owner was heading for…

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Here’s another Scaling Up YCH from the last batch for EmeraldOcelot - it was lovely getting to draw a character with such a fun and complex fur pattern, picked up a few new tricks for manipulating complex coats and fur textures from this one, which really came in handy for stretching the heck out of those spots and stripes!~ I had a great time working with the “bulk-gone-wrong” idea too, a very lovely concept, and one I really aught to do more with sometime~

Anyhow, thanks again to EmeraldOcelot for commissioning me, and I hope you all enjoy.

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I’m currently running a new batch of this YCH as well - if you’d be interested in getting something like this yourself, feel free to check it out here:

Scaling Up - $80 5-Part YCH!

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 EmeraldOcelot - The Walking - or, Waddling - Cautionary Tale…