Feeding Dinner
"Feeding Dinner" the chubby lion panted and flopped down on his belly, right in front of the ice-cream shop. as his pursuer , gently jogged up he grinned at the near perfect circumstances. "alright fatty, time to eat again." ther lion looked up at the hyena with sad eyes "Don't give me that... you ain't no puppy..." he dragged the overfed feline to his feet and shoved him through the double doors. a quick flash of his teeth sent the cashier and crew running out the back "All for us... or rather you." he swept a paw towards the bank of soft-serve machines, before grabbing a hose out of his back pack jamming it onto the first machine, the lion whimpered as he was muscled into a seat and had his mouth once more forced open "Now wait a *MRRF*" thee hyena pulled the lever and walked around the back of his prey. pulling the strap on the tube gag tight enough to sink into the fat rolls on the back of his head "Lets check our progress huh?" he unrolled a tape measure in a manor that made a crack in the air. the lion shuddered, shying away from the cool yellow ribbon, t tickled a bit "Mmm... seventy eight... seventy nine... eighty... eighty one..." the hyenas grin grew wider with the bloating ball of yellow fur in front of him. he slapped the butterball gut and grinned as the first machine ran dry. "next flavor, chocolate!" he pulled the lever and resumed his measuring, grinning as the lions waist and weight soared. "getting pretty big there blimpo..." he laughed at the cringe of humiliation, the lions cheeks growing red as they bulged with the thick butterfat concoction.stepping back a bit, the hyena frowned, he had a huge problem now. eyes bigger than his belly, he had an enormous meal to eat as is, but after all this ice-cream, he'd end up just as obese as the fat cat.
"Oh well..." he flexed his thick biceps in the mirror."I've been on this stupid no meat diet for too long..." he grabbed the lions thick swelling love handle and squeezed, the lion squirmed as his bloated body was groped "oh yes... your getting nice and tender..." he pulled out a few more hoses "Lets get this over with..." and he shoved the lines into the lions main food receptacle, as he pulled the rest of the levers the lions eyes nearly bugged out of his head. the soft flesh bulging between his fingers swelled out and grew firm, though he wouldn't be full, not after this last week of intense stuffing, he had no Idea what the hyena had planned, but he didn't like that hungry look in his eyes. with a creak and a crack, the chair beneath that economy sized rump gave out and planted the flabby feline on his back. squirming a bit he felt the flow on two of the hoses waver and stop, the others soon following, leaving a beached lion whimpering and clawing at the counter, trying to lift himself up.his overtaxed sweatsuit left his golden belly exposed to the shops glaring fluorescent lights, with a huff, his bellybutton turned to an outie, and the hyena chuckle "Ding... all done" he licked his lips and teeth and wrapped his clawed hand around the lions meaty ankle. pulling the creaking sweat-pants off and allowing the sweaty lion blubber bulge and sag. he licked his lips and slice through the skin tight boxers before taking one last rub at that fat ball of belly. the hungry canine licked at the plump paws before depositing them directly in his maw, pressing forwards halfway to the knees "wha... what are you doing?" the confused whale-cat tried to peer over his horizon but his feet as well as most of the shop were blocked from view.
the hyenas jaw stretched around the thick calves and his tongue lapped at the stay puffed knees, gulping and savoring every meaty morsel. as he neared the thick thighs, the hyena began to sweat a bit, but then a crack and a pop allowed his jaw to sag and swell out around the butterballs hips and ass, the lions worried wagging tickling his bulging throat and chet. "Hey... Stop that!" the lion yelped as the dogs nose touched his buging bellybutton. "You cant eat me... I'll go strait to your... your ... well you'll look like me..." he stuttered as the stretched lips passed the felines widest point and the hyena began to rub his swelling gut. pausing for a moment, the dog unbuckled his belt and sliced the button off his jeans, after this they'd never close again anyway. the liion tried slapping at the hyenas snout but it just made him eat faster, wanting to get the irritating feline into his gut as fast as possible. flabby arms flailing, the lions shoulders and head made their final descent, flabby biceps pressing his chubby cheeks into his eyes and neck "NOOO!!!" he slipped into the blackness of the hyenas gut.
a few days later, the hyena stood in front of the mirror, wearing the lions XXXXL sweatsuit. with a steady flow of food on top of his leonine meal, the seams were popping and the elastic had ripped in several spots. he panted at the amount of energy it took to just stand there, fat sagging gut drooping over the waist and forcing his shirt around his breasts. waddling over to the clothes rack, he picked up a XXXXXXL pair of pants "Excuse me.... " he said to thee dingo clerk "do you have these in blue?" the gold dog licked his lips and nodded "yes sir... just follow me to the back..."