The over indulgance of Mr. Wolf
The Overindulgance of Mr. Wolf
Mr. Wolf waddled into the Highly soffisticated resteraunt, the wealthy lupines healthy gut swelling out before his knees. He was the fattest wolf in the entire western hemisphere, He bulged out of his suit like a whale in a goldfish bowl. the glossy black fur stuck out through the button holes on his shirt and vest, and his button and fly were unzipped to allow the great globe of a gut to hang low. The gluttonous bulhe was held up by a system of belts and suspendors. The resteraunt staff was on full alert, already cooking three of every item on the menu, they didn't know if it would be enough to sate the gluttons unending appitite.
"Good evening moseur..." the slim, glossy white fox greeted the wolf ball with the class and sofitication of twenty years of experience. "Allow me to show you to your table." The fox started in the direcion of the central buffet, loaded and ready for the wolves ambitious stomachs filling. The log table was loaded with the finest of delacacies, seventeen different varieties of lobster, three cows worth of steak, an entire menagery of animal parts, roasted, sauted, broiled, fried dripping with butter, and all varieties of sauces and glazes. Mr. Wolf's bloated maw drooled he stepped forward and started immediatly. "Very good monseur, I shall fetch your first case of wine."
the gluttony was a horrid sight, some distinguished diner rising and outright leaving at the train wreck of food that was unfolding , or rather expanding at the twenty foot tables. the over-eager eater was lost in the drug like grip of eating, his golbular belly swelled upwards as the slack in his folding layers of skin, he gulped and swallowed, not even chewing some mrsals that were small enough to fit in his bear like snout, the wide muzzle was lined with a row of jagged teeth that had brought about the end of more feasts then indegestion and heartburn combined. the wolf's glossy golden eyes were in a state of bliss, his cheeks bulged around the grin of his full mouth. he ate a rack of lamb soaked in barbecue sauce and licked every inch of paw and plate clean. he would leave neither scrap of food or drop of condiment for the garbage disposal tonight.
as he continued to stuff, his black front swelled tighter into the belt that constrained it. he scratched at it as the leather and steel divded it along it's circumfrence. the suspenders were pressing into his flabby breastsand love handles as the growing protrusion grew beyond their containment. he chewed at the assortment of steaks and sent them down throught he gastrointestinal production plant that await. Plates fell of the stacks and drool dribbled down the Mr. Wolf's chunky chins and neckrolls. He ate with abandon, there was no shame for the black dog as the ass tore out of his silk suit. Digestion had begun and he fattened up with every savory bite. more food was summoned from the kitchen as the wolf cleared the first half of the table, still hungry, still eating, still wanting more.
he belched out loud as they rolled his seat to the next five foot section. the beef and pork were joined by chickens and turkeys as well as pheasent, goose and even the peacock and ostrage, all stuffed to bursting with gourmet breads fruits and spices. he tore into the poultry and didn;t notice the creak given by the leather support peice holding his girth off the floor. he rubbed at the tightness of his vest and continued to eat as the buttons on the stained white shirt began to bust from their threads. The slim fox returned, wering a proffesional facade over his great dislike of the unmanered glutton before. "I trust every thing is to monsiers liking?" the wolf let out a *GRMLD* through a mouth full of ostrage. the white vulpine didn't even flinch. "Is there anything else I can get you?" he said as the waist of the pants groned and split just above Mr. Wolf's lard laden thighs. He *MRFFed* and pulled at the shredded fabric, not realising what was happening. Bigger the canine swelled, swilling his wine like the hogs his species preyed upon, he was beggining to represent a little of each species as he downed a third roasted and let out an earth shattering *URRRRRRRRP* the drool from his lips stained his strtching vest, bare over the flesh that ended his shirt in the most painfull fashion it could.
the wolf drank down the gallon of gravy he had been dipping all manor of things in, licking out the fine porcalin decantor and dropping it on the empty dish cart. with a crack, the open zipper on his pants was further divided, the whole seem going instaniously while sepperating his pant in half. The orb of a wolf had quite the set of thunder thighs, which were covered in spreading stretch marks. these angry red marks also covered his arms, neck, chins, and of course his tremendous gut. He *Urps* again and the leather belt gives out, allowing the bloated belly to slap the ground. He groaned at the release of pressure, suddenly finding new hunger with the freedom of his belly. he stuffed a whole goose in his maw and everthing seemed to swell an inch, a turkey took out the vest around his breasts, leaving the top and bottom most buttons clinging on for there existance. *Ohhhh* he moaned feeling the stretching of his skin. "MORE!!!" he shouted, wolfing an entire basket of fattening buttery croisants. his buffet dwindled momentarily, but the fox once more came through with batter fried reinforcements, the butterball lupine was unmatched in his eating, a blubbery fox in the corner looked on in envy of his appitite.
as the kitchen started to run dry on supplies, the black ball in the dining room found his body quite fat and useless. his arms huge mounds on the surface of his bulky chest and back flab. his legs were bigger than the flabby fox voyeur who dreamed of such feasts.he had become three times as wide as his total height and he was still hungry. the taught flesh bobbed and swayed with every crammed mouthfull, his soot black fur thinning as he gorged on more gratuitous delights *BRAAAAAP* the belch nearly knocked the waitor feeding him off his sweaty bulk. the fox who was still supervising was getting a weary feeling about the creaking of the wolfs overtaxed pelt. "MOOOORE" he roared as the employees ran and grabbed whatever was cookable in the pantry. they fed him to a new level of full. "So hungry" he moaned between bites, what was a fresh delivery of food stock at noon was vanishing into the tight blob his slanted eyes glared at the servants who were failing to nourish him proper. "BELCH" he let forth another expulsion of gas turning the brown bunny feeding him a shade of lime green.
"MORE!!!!" he yelled as at last the feeding stopped, the fox in the as of yet still clean suit stepped forward. "I'm sorry monsieur, as of this moment all we have is this mint. the wolf licked it from the tray and gulped with a sigh. "that's better" he grinned, his fat head a lump on his ball shaped body, his flabby fingers wiggled at the ends, or rather tops of his arm mounds. the puff of fluff that was his silky tail was almost gone, just slightly wagging on the surface of his body. his ears settled on his neck/back flab and he sighed again. feeling another burp he opened his mouth... nothing. he tried again and still nothing came forth. he was perturbed, he wanted to rid his grand belly of this turbulence, and that's when it started.
his eyes went wide as everything started to swell out, the golden orbs afraid of what was happening, his tail puff vanished without so much as a sound, his paws sank further into his thighs, as stretch marks began to appear on his toes. his palms and hands swelled out to his claws that sank on the surface. he tried desperately to release the burp but his body would not cooperate and rebelled against the glutton. he felt helpless as his head sank into the black abyss of his ball of flab. the creaking soon drowned out his moan as his flesh was all a big ripe pulsing mass of stretchmarks. his cheeks swelled and started to swallow his tooth laden muzzle up to the tip. his ears pressed forwards by the back of his neck, eyes barely open throught the flab around them, they looked to the ceiling, hoping for salvation.
then the end began, the stretchmarks all became one, soft black fuzz still covering it;s bulk. a new darker stretchmark appeared, and blood trickled out. tears leaked from his predatory eyes as the burning erupted into a new hell. this skin started to seperate et the mound of his bellybutton, the seems from the belt and pants lines opening like the edge of an envelope .he let out a mournful howl as he was split open by the eruption of his taught belly balloon. with a thunderous blast he was torn assunder. his arms and legs split from the seam connecting them to the main bulk.and his neck shredded upwards taking his agonized face with it. the butterball fox passed out with a grin on his face as he was struck with red goo and black fur everything was destroyed in the immidiate area of the blast. the obese Mr. Wolf was no more, destroyed by his unnatural greed for all things fattening and tasty.
The white matre de looked out from his hiding place, an eviscerated corpse lay in the chair were the late Mr. Wolf once sat. his fat head looked down into the blood and blubber of his insides as a chunk of intestines dangled from the chandelier. "Well I never." he huffed as he opened the broom closet and pulled out a mop. "Better get this cleaned up and the kitchen restocked for the arrival of MR. Fox.
FIN