Disclaimer: Blah blah blah, if you write a hostile/rude comment it gets deleted blah blah blah. People that this actually will pertain to don't read it anyways so... yeah...

Following a mandate in which the governments of the world required that all food be extremely fattening and that all dogs, no matter what age, gender, or identity, be at least 300 kilos in weight, life had changed drastically. Athletes went from trying to out compete one another to trying to outeat one another nearly overnight whilst productivity practically nose dived. And yet the world had never been more at peace... or pleasure... and with this all activities were affected... such as a cricket game that was 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 to take place amongst some local friends within the Brisbane area.


"Uhhhhh... soooo heavvvyyyy" Tiny moaned to himself and digger as he griped the cricket ball with one paw and his 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 gut with his other.

"This used to be- 𝘏𝘜𝘍𝘍... so much- 𝘏𝘜𝘍𝘍... easier..."

"You're telling me!" Digger replied back, his own 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 belly jiggling as he said so.

"I used to be one of the most 𝘧𝘪𝘵 and 𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 dogs I knew! Now look at me!"

Digger looked down groping his own belly and moobs

"I'm all 𝘧𝘢𝘵... and... 𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙!"


Mia and Captain were in a similar predicament, the game of cricket proving to be far too 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 for the poor bellied boys and girls.

"Man... I'm so 𝘧𝘢𝘵 I can't even get the bat in front of my 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 gut!" Captain moaned.


"Yeah you look pretty... 𝘏𝘜𝘍𝘍... 𝘧𝘢𝘵" Mia responded staring at captain's immense gut slightly panting from her own exertion from having tried to move, or rather roll, her bulbous belly.

"Although to be fair I don't think we're exactly in the best condition for playing cricket anyways"

"Too right you are there..."

The two then called to the others, each of whom were as equally as round, bloated, and immobile as themselves.

"Hey! You guys wanna just... 𝘏𝘜𝘍𝘍... eat... Instead?"

"Yeah I could go for that..." shouted back Digger.

"Me too!" Went tiny.

"Me three! I'm starving!" called the batsman.

"Heh as if! You're as big as a whale! How could you be starving?" chided one of the fielders

"Oh like you'd know what I'm feeling. Also who are 𝘺𝘰𝘶 calling a whale? You're even bigger than me"

"So what if I am? That doesn't mean that you aren't starving"

"Guy let's not start arguing... especially not when it's just gonna delay us getting to eat" Digger interjected.

"Fiinneeee... But I'm getting at least 6 burgers when we get there" They both winged.


With that the group slowly waddled towards the nearest fast food restaurant knowing that they were bound to put on at least 30 more kilos from just the one meal. But then again at this point they might even have been proud of that for even though it was getting harder and harder to get around, it was becoming more and more pleasant to just lounge around... not to mention the benefits that came with being more conventionally attractive... or rather... 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥.


Hey sorry this was so delayed... I started it all the way back in like April or May but have just been insanely busy hence why the story might be a bit dry... Hopefully the next one will come much sooner and be either of the labrador family (Janelle, pat, etc), the kelpies (rusty's mum, dad, etc), or Trixie's family. We'll see and for now let the good times roll! As always!