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Where are you taking me?

The sequel to What will you do with me? By. ThatOneFurry770

Introduction

Shane yawned and stretched his arms out even more, "Daaaad, are we there yet?" His father began to grow more impatient, clutching onto the steering wheel, "Look, can't you just go five minutes without asking a stupid-" Suddenly, Shane's mother set a hand on his fathers shoulder. The father, Nick, calmed down and continued to stare at the street, ignoring the full moon that Shane stared at when he wasn't asking when they would arrive at the location. Shane had no idea where they were going, all he knew was that they were moving, that's what his father said. He said they had to hurry or else he would be grounded for life. Shane doubted he would, because his father always said those kinds of things that he was used to it by now, yet it hurt him like a dart struck the side of his lungs. His mother, Chloe, looked back at little boy Shane, "We'll be there in about an hour dear. Just wait, please?" Shane nodded his head, "Yes, mum." After three seconds of stopping and staring at the moon, his father started going on about how whenever he tried to tell Shane to shut up he would only listen to Chloe or how Shane would only obey her. Then they got in an argment about some kind of city and then taxes, but his name continued to loop in his head. He stared at the moon. It was a beautiful sight, something you don't see everyday. It was that time of year again. Fall was about to hit, and he had to use his foxy ways to make the most of it. He rubbed his flat belly, continuing to day dream about the stuff he wished he could do, but he had to move out first, and he was long from that. He was only twelve years old, and he was already thinking about starting a Youtube channel for gaining weight. Sometimes he wondered why he was there, why he existed. He had no special powers, no special skills, the only thing he could be was the gay fox everyone accused and blamed and laughed at, and of course, making fun of him for BEING gay. Nothing could make him happy, not even his mother sometimes. He thought his old neighborhood was torture, until he actually MET this neigborhood for the first time. He just had to wait one hour, one calm and lonely hour without anyone by his side...

Chapter 1

His mother then finished up his sack lunch, "Okay dear, are you ready to go?" Shane just sat there, almost crying. His tears were about to make their first landing, but he tried his best to hold them in. Sitting in front of their front door, he sniffed, whipped his tears off of his eyes, and started to whine, "But what if the other kids don't like me? What if they laugh at me? What if- if- if......." His mother opened up his backpack and set in the sack lunch, then confronted him by setting her arms on his shoulders, "The kids will love you, Shane! This is your first day of 7th grade, It's impossible for you to be bullied now!" Shane then felt a tear drip down the top of his cheek bone, "But the 8th graders can beat me up just like before!" Chloe made a pouting face, "Most of them are only a year older than you, some your age and maybe even younger! They will never hurt you, Shane! You'll be fine."

Shane got out his pinkie finger, "Promise?" Chloe intertwined her's with his, "I promise."

Then, Chloe checked the time on her watch, "Oh! You don't wanna miss that bus, do you?" Shane sniffed up, and set his tears away, whipping the single one that remained stranded in his cheek fur. He shook his head with a "No." Chloe then held his hand, and walked him out.

His father watched, making a face off pure anger.

After thirty seconds of waiting in their driveway, the bus stopped right in front of their house. His mother let go of his hand, and Shane felt vulnerable right away. He tried to find her hand, but only to find her hand was stowed away in her pockets. Shaned faced her, "Please don't make me do this! Co-" Chloe interrupted, "I'm not coming with you to baby you, Shane. Not this time. Now you get on that bus before you get in trouble mister!" she said, kissing him on the head. The bus doors swung open, enabling him for a free ride to school. He slowly stepped onto the bus, trying to find a seat. Walking through the corridor of seats, he already found that seats where filled, kids said they were saving them for friend and they moved their backpacks to block him. He had seen this in 6th grade, and 5th grade, and 4th grade, and 3rd and 2nd and 1st, all until kindergarden. Once he reached the end, he lost hope. There where no more seats. Suddenly, he saw something out of the corner of his eye, something made of leather, a brown wavy leather. It was a seat. He couldv'e sworn there was a backpack there though. He also saw a pair of paws move the backpack out of the way. What was happening here?! Finally, he realized something. He was being offered a seat by someone. He slowly sat next to the kind child, just in case there was a tack or something. No, this kid was alright, he was clean. The child was a bear wearing a Skylanders sweater, blue jeans and some nikes. For some reason, Shane blushed, "My name is Shane." he said emotionlessly.

"The name's Barney. It's nice to meet you."

Once Shane was dropped off from school, he ran back into his house and danced a funny looking jig. His mother was already home, confused on why he was so happy. Chloe laughed, "Why are you dancing? How was school?" Shane ran over to hs mother, "Oh, mommy it was great! I made a new friend! His name is Barney, and we talked and jumped and played together all day!" Chloe laughed again, "That's great, hun! See, it wasn't so bad now, was it?"

Chapter 2

It had been two months since the first day of school hit, and now the trees had changed color and everything was themed with only one name, Thanksgiving! He loved Thanksgiving, because that was when he could eat a lot of food! He loved to eat, and he always tried to gain weight. But, him being a kid and all, it was hard for him to even gain a pound. He wasn't used to eating so much yet, but he was still practicing. They were going over to their grandmother's house. It was Chloe's mother, Nick's mother passed away a year ago. Tragic and unexpected, it happened and it was a dark time. But, those times were gone, and it was time to be happy and to be stuffed. Shane walked through the front door, gave his family big hugs, and went to the bathroom for a quick second. He pulled up his shirt, revealing the pathetic flat stomach that he hid underneath his clothes. He sighed, stayed for a little while longer, and came out. After a while, the feast was ready. He ate and ate and ate until his belly was stuffed until he couldn't eat another bite. He knew he wouldn't get sick. After eating, he walked into the bathroom and checked himself on how he did. He was only a bit pudgier, but not fat. He knew it would all go away tommorow, looking like it all never happened. He rubbed his stuffed stomach, sighed, "Someday I'll be big..."

"Today is the day!" Shane said, holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other. He had just moved out of his mother's house four months ago, and lives in an apartment of his own. Now, he was at Stuff Em'z, and he was gonna eat in a contest they were having: The Stuff Em'z Official 2011 Eating Contest! He wasn't only here for the food, but to gain weight, finally! Through his years of school, he hasn't really gained a pound, but now he would gain as much as he could, but this time get fat! He was against two other furs. To his left, a fat blue wolf named Palicifo. He was a neopet, obviously. His blue fur looked quite nice. He was wearing a blue tuxedo, tightly pushed against his round, beach ball sized gut. Shane thought he was pretty cute, but had the feeling he was already in a relationship. To his right, a chubby mouse named Robert. He was adorable, he thought all mice were cute. Under his shirt was a gray football sized belly, covered by a red t-shirt and blue jeans. With two competitors by his side, the bell rang and he dug into the first dish, hot dogs. There were fifteen on each of their plates, and they all finished it in a breeze. While they waited for their next dish, Shane felt under his shirt, he could feel his stomach getting larger! His tail rapidly wagged in glee, he was starting to get fat, his dream finally coming true. The next dish was steaks. It was pretty troubling getting them down, them being meant to be bigger than usual steaks, but he managed. He leaned back in his chair and pat his now football shaped belly, then he looked at the mouse. The mouse's belly was now the size of a beach ball, his stomach peeking out from underneath. The mouse looked like he was gonna give up soon. The wolf looked hungry, belly sagging outwards to the middle of his thighs, now that the tuxedo buttons and pants button had popped. They were all getting fatter, yet they still wanted more (except for that mouse).

The final dish was a giant milkshake. The mouse tried to pick it up, but it just sat down and plopped back in it's chair, admitting defeat. It rubbed it's belly, cringing it's teeth and panting heavily. Now it was just Palicifo and Shane left in the contest. Shane was getting pretty full, and it looked like Palicifo might have been getting full, but they both fought to the finish! They ghugged and chugged the cold vanilla and chocolate milkshake feeling their stomach swell outwards, hardening from them reaching their brims. Shane's pants buttons popped, his white furred belly sitting itself outwards. Most of the audience wasn't even into the weight gain fetish, most didn't have as much gluttony as they did. But, Stuff Em'z was actually meant for gainers and relationships in the manner, but the rule was no sex or kissing in the resturant. Do that somewhere else! Finally, they boh finished at the same time! The two of them belched and rubbed their swollen guts. The both of them were stuffed full. The judge came up to the stage, "It appears we have a tie. Since that was the final dish and we don't have a round for a tie, we shall split the prize with both of them! As we all know here, Stuff Em'z makes meals that is likely for you to not finish for it being to stuffed! So, for such risk in not finishing a good meal, the both of them get $1,000 AND they can eat here for free all they want!" The croud cheered as their hands were raised by the judge. The mouse clapped along, burping as well. Shane held his belly with his free hand. He had gained so much weight. Now, his stomach was as big aas an over-inflated beach ball, looking like it was about to pop. Palicifo's belly hung above his knees, tuxedo left behind on a red stool. His belly had a white slab of fur as surrounded by blue fur. Both of their bellies sloshed around like a water balloon. They smiled, but Shane was making a bigger smile. His objective was complete. Sadly, he lost weight around the time for having to go to work, but managed to keep some once he met Thomas.

Chapter 3

Present day... Shane woke up beside his husband. It was a sunny morning, the sun gleamed from behind the white curtains that hung above the window, showing the neighborhood below. Shane pat Thomas' belly as it peeked from above the blankets. He slid out of Thomas' grasp without waking him up, put some clothes on, and went to work. He got in his car, turned the keys, pulled out of the driveway, and drove to his job. Shane told Thomas he working in cooking. No, he worked something totally different. He drove and drove until he reached a field about fourty miles away. He parked his car in the plain grass field, and got out. Getting out his tool, he pressed the blue button, making the car turn invisible, and so nobody could touch it but him only. He then pushed the yellow button so his uniform was put on auto-maticly. Black tuxedo designed to fit him, black slim jeans, black leather boots, and a pair of black shades to cover his eyes. He then twisted the valve in the ground, pulled up the secret hatch, and walked down the ladder, closing the lid with him.

He then entered the lobby, got his code, and entered his pod, sitting at his desk to do his research. He typed something in some kind of secret language. He then found the location of his father, again, in an entirely new location. He used the ZOOM action to see what he was doing inside his house. Nick was looking at some pictures... The photos! It had to be the bug of the city! There was a rumor going on in the secret society that there was somebody in he world that was bugging their system, which means the world would be doomed. The bug had to be destroyed. Even if the subject doesn't know he's bugging the world, he/she is doing it, and it's messing up their system. He told his master, and he was granted access to the surface to take him down. He couldn't believe his own father knew about it the whole time. He kept his uniform on when he entered his father's home.

Shane got out his shot gun. He had to terminate his father, it was part of agent law to take down any subject who see's them in anyway. He then kicked open the door, startling Nick, bu he couldn't react because Shane dissapeared. Nick backed up into his leather couch, "Who-Who did that?!" Shane then stabbed a knife into his shoulder and wrapped a special cloth around him mouth, then turning his invisibility cloak off. Nick screamed, but the cloth was preventing any sound to be spread. Shane searched Nick's pockets and found the photos he was looking for for years now. He unfolded them to find...

". . . . . What?"

Shane pulled the knife out of his father's shoulder, "Is this the bug?! IS IT?!" Nick nodded his head quickly as he was stuck to the couch. Shane couldn't believe it. Shane felt a tear prickle through his fur. He then struck the knife through his father's throat, then stabbing the knife into the slit throat. His father was terminated, now he had to terminate..........

Thomas sat at the couch. It was about dinner time now. Thomas stayed at home and Shane worked at his 'resturant'. Thomas checked his watch, "Huh, Shane souldv'e been back an hour ago." It then turned to 8:00 P.M when Shane busted through the door. Thomas stood up and watched Shane go into his room, "Woah, Shane! What's the hurry? You sho-" Shane then closed the door, and started to take his clothes off. Thomas followed along, shutting the television off. Thomas knocked on the door, "Hey! What's going on, hun? You wanna-" Shane came out in a tuxedo with a rose in his paw, "We're going out tonight!" Thomas smiled, "Aww, that's great, hun! Where to?" Shane got out a card from his shirt pocket, "I won a contest at Stuff Em'z a few years ago, so now we can eat there for free whenever we want! I made us reservations for the 'Private Table' rooms!" Recently at Stuff Em'z, they added a room for couples, the Private Table rooms. You can get a room filled with as much food as possible, and some things for you and your mate! It was a huge success, so they kept it!

They walked into Stuff Em'z and saw a man standing at the entrance. Shane got out his card, "Reservation for a private table." The duck was wearing the same tuxedo Shane was, "Right this way, sir." he lead them to a door way with dark purple curtains. Behind it was a corridor full of private rooms. Some of them were in use, it was pretty expensive to get a room. They were about $250 worth, depending on the room you got. Shane got the best one, at a cost of $1,000. The duck handed them their room key, "Just call when you two are finished." the duck said. They entered the room. The carpet was a creamy purple. The closets and cupboards were all a dark velvet red. The walls were also the same creamy purple, and the room was lit with lamps held on a black metal stem. The food cart lay beside the bed, which was covered in dark velvet blankets, pillows and curtains on the sides to hide your business. The silver food cart was cascaded with meats, sodas, pastries, deserts and more. Shane also brought himself one of his special potions... The room also had some white mini-fridges around the room filled with more food and drinks. With that, they entered their room. They could keep the room unless they paid the rent, $250 a month. Shane could pay this for years, him being rich and all. Thomas could still remember him entering such a life of adventure and sex with a guy. It warmed his heart knowing Shane actually cared about him, someone in this world actually cared.

Shane locked the door and threw the key onto one of the red velvet tables. Thomas smiled and kissed Shane on the muzzle, "This is great, baby. You are amazing." Shane laughed, taking Thomas' shirt off, "You always say that." Thomas then rubbed his own belly as Shane removed Thomas' pants, "But you know it's true. I'm just reminding you that I love you more than anything in the world." Shane smiled as Thomas began to remove Shane's shirt, "Where did you get all of the money to buy all these things? Fancy clothes, all this food, this room... Where did you get the cash?" Shane screthed as Thomas removed Shane's pants, "I just work as save up a lot of money so I can get a job that pays more money, then when I have enough, I use it for whatever I want." Thomas chuckled, "I see. How long did-" Thomas was stopped when a strawberry was popped into his mouth. Thomas was shushed by Shane as he chewed they berry, "That's not important right now. For now, let's eat okay hun'?" Thomas nodded his head as he was moved to the bed. Sitting on it was an expierience, it was very comfortable, he didn't know what brand it was though. It didn't matter, now that they were here. This would be their best stuffing yet. It would be like their last.

Shane got out some burgers that were on the cart, and fed them to Thomas, hovering them around his maw. Thomas took a bite out of the burger. The juice in the meat was warm and delicouse. It was an honor to be eating such foods. Finishing up the ten available burgers, Thomas belched, rubbing his expanded gut, now slightly larger. Eating so many foods, they last 'food' was the potion Shane brought with him. Thomas was dazed, sinking into the matress he layed on. He removed his unerwear a while ago, the both of them nude. Thomas turned his head to the potion Shane was holding, "What's *HIC* that?" Shane was actually holding two potions. One was red, the other was a darker red, the color of the tables, a velvet red. Shane handed the dark red potion to Thomas, "When I drink my potion, you drink your's!" Thomas nodded his head. What was it gonna do? Make him swell to great lengths? Make him have more charm? Drunk him so Shane coould do whatever he wanted to do with him? Shane chugged the potion until nothing was left of it. He set the glass bottle onto a table and pat his chubby belly, listening to it gurgle in excitment. He made a cute little burp, then walked over to Thomas, helping him up as the fat held him down. Thomas' belly was now stretched outwards to the length of three and a half feet! It was round and swollen, hard as a rock from the stuffing. He was about to his brim, but soon he would be eating more than he expected!

Thomas stood, groaning by the weight of his stomach. He drank the potion as Shane grinned, patting his rock hard gut. Thomas finished the potion, gulping every drop. Thomas belched, as felt his stomach. He could feel and hear it gurgle and rumble, "What did that one do?" Shane hugged Thomas' belly, "The potion is one of my newest edditions that I let a friend borrow before we left for our vacation. I wonder why he needed it... Anyways, it grants the ability to swallow people whole!" Thomas looked shaken, "The power of vore? Why? Why do I have this power?" Shane continued to rub his gut, "The potion you drank lets you swallow people whole! So, I'm gonna let you vore me!" Thomas backed away, "WHAT? YOU WANT ME TO EAT YOU?!" Shane backed up, "Woah, relax! The potion I drank lets me ressurect nearby when you swallow me! Don't worry, you keep the weight!" Thomas sighed, "Thank goodness. Doesn't sound like a bad idea! Who was this friend, anyway?" Shane raised his shoulders, "Just a friend I met at Stuff Em'z, Techno. He's a husky, a cute one, too. I'm surprised he doesn't have a mate yet!" Thomas wrapped his arms around Shane, "Hmm, I bet he'll find somebody, straight or gay! So, you ready?" Shane nodded his head, giving him one more kiss. Thomas then took him by surprise by stretching him mouth open to unusual lengths and nomming on Shane's head. Shane smiled, licking his lips as he was slowly sucked up into the void of Thomas' gut. Thomas continued to nom, as he reached Shane's chubby waist. Shane enjoyed the feeling of Thomas' flesh, him being sent down into his stomach. Thomas then continued, reaching Shane's feet, and finally finishing his toes. Shane was vored by Thomas. Thomas rubbed his over sized gut, scooting over to the bed and floping onto the bed, moaning in delight yet his belly ached like the dickens. Thomas was wondering when Shane would come back. Thomas soon got worried and tried to get up, but his gut was too large. Too heavy for him to move, he had never been so stuffed in his life. Suddenly, the red velvet closet's doors opened. Shane came out and ran over to the stuffed fox friend. Shane hugged his gigantic belly, "It worked, hun! It worked! Look how big you've gotten!" Thomas' legs, arms, tail, cheeks and butt had gotten a lot chunkier. Thomas smiled, "Yep... *HIC* it did! Murrrrrhh... I'm so full!" Shane layed on top of him, "The stuffing is over now. Now we play..." Shane started kissing Thomas as they did their business. Life was getting better, but it had only just run out.

Chapter 4

The two of them layed in bed. Shane woke up first, yawned, and got out of the position they were in, getting out of bed. Shane was cuddled up so his belly was pushed against Thomas' back. Shane checked the time on the black clock on the wall. Midnight. Shane got out a potion he hid in the closet while Thomas wasn't looking before the stuffing started. He picked up the glass bottle. It had a light blue liquid in it, smelling like fresh bee's honey. He walked over to to Thomas quietly, popped the lid off, tickled his nose to wake him up. Thomas yawned, and at that moment, Shane poured the potion down his throat. Thomas gagged as it all quickly went down his throat, it was very liquidy. Thomas tried to react, but he was knocked out on the bed. Shane got dressed, contacted the society, told them he had found the bug and is bringing him to the base, then hung up. Putting on earliers clothes, he put some clothes onto Thomas that he had brought ahead of time just in case he got this big. Fitting nice and snug, he packed up, and dragged the sleeping fat fox out of the resturant/hotel. People stared, but Shane just answered with, "He over eat. I'm taking him home." Yes, he was taking him home. Home, where he started. His true home was only an hour away.

Thomas woke up, dazed, vision blurry, black dots fuzzing the corners of his eyes. Waking up with a burp, Shane jumped, almost letting go of the steering wheel, "Ah! Oh, you're awake? shit..." Thomas rubbed his eyes, "What's going on? What happened?" Shane tried to think of something to say, "You passed out when eating. I'm... taking you somewhere special."

"Where are you taking me?" "Just wait... It's a surprise..."

Thomas looked out the car window. As he sat in the back seat, he started having strange thoughts. Thoughts he didn't quite understand. Correction, he didn't have any idea what they meant. They were numbers. They were in this order:

1000000000000000000010000000010100000000000000100000 100000000000000000000000100000000010000000000001000000000000 100000000000000000010000010000000000000000000010000000000000000000001000000000000000000100000000000000 X X X

Thomas blinked, and continued to stare into the starless night. The moon was out of sight, out of mind. After another ten minutes of driving, they arrived at a street that was scared in Thomas' skull. He knew this street because of one reason Shane parked in one spot. Nobody was around to see them. It was now 12:55 A.M. Thomas set his hand on the glass window, staring outside. One black plastic garbage bag, a metal rusty stinky trash can and a small ripped up red towel... It was his nest. "Babe, why did we stop here?" Shane got out of the car as Thomas followed him. It was hard for Thomas to get out because of his gut, so he had to squeeze out with force. Thomas stared into Shane's eyes as Shane possitioned him in the alley Thomas used to rot in. Thomas could even see some blood he dripped back then. He knew it was his blood because he made a heart with his blood, whiping it on the concrete while he was depressed. He couldn't remember what time it was because every second of pure depression. Thomas just stood in the back of the alley, next to his trash bag and rocks. Shane held his shoulders as his eyes started tearing up. Thomas tilted his head, "What's wrong? Why are we here?" Shane felt a tear stroll down his fur, frrom his cheek to his neck, "Thomas......... I have to go now......... *sniff*" Shane hugged Thomas as Thomas felt his eyes go wet, "Leave?" Shane got out of the hug and held Thomas' shoulders until it hurt, "You need to stay here..... Gahd.... PLEASE don't come bahahahck.... PLEASE just....... Stay here and never come back!!!" Thomas felt one thousand tears go down his cheeks, "Sh-Shane??? Whyyy? Why do I have to stay?!"

"JUST FUCKING STAY HERE!!!" "WHY?!" "THAT'S NONE OF... JUST......." "Shane...?" "I lohve yeouu......" They hugged one more warm hug.

They hugged for one whole minute. It felt like hours, days, years of warmth, being thrown into the cold air. The fragile memories that used to be rocks turned to sand as they flowed through the growing wind. Storms of different memories flowed into Thomas' face, sprinkles of rain mixing into his tears, only knowing the rain would soon take over the tears. The rain is a shower of broken hearts, blood that was once poured returned to his veins. It was all coming back. Did this all ever happen? Next thing Thomas knew, he was wearing ripped clothes, dirty brown fur and cuts and mud under his eyes. There was a huge storm, nobody was in the street. It was a cold morning as the sky was grey with grey storm clouds. His ears pivoted and prickled as his eyes popped open from lightning striking a nearby village. Lost in an alleyway with nobody around. Looking down at his dirty paws, tears filled the air and his cold spirit. He cried Shane's name, "SHAAAAANE?!?! WHY?!?! COME BACK PLEASE, PLEASE COME BACK!!! I LOVE YOU, PLEASE DON'T GO!!!" Flashes of the real world staticed into his eyes. The darkness flickered in his grey sky and flooded streets with rain and used tissues. He saw Shane walking out of the alley when the flashes came.

"SHAAAAAAAAAAANE!!!!!!!"

Lightning struck the air. Thomas stood alone with his paw stretched outwards, his paw only passing into the air. His fur wet with rain and tears. The streets were flooded with rain, only growing more water. Double that was Thomas' crying. Betrayed, heart broken. Left to die in the rain. Thomas fell to his knees and scooped rain out of a puddle, only feeling the water slip through his knuckles. Crying even harder, he dropped his head to the concrete and pounded his fist into the puddles, making water splash everywhere, but it seemed like nowhere to the world and him. He was nowhere, and now he was a nothing. Back to square one. He was back to Step 2. Step 1 was get kicked out. Erase that and write Step 2 in pen, be abandoned on the streets. What about Step 3? That no longer existed. Step 1 was erased from time, now he was alone on a permanent pen of Step 2, abandoned, once again. He stared at the blood stained concrete, looking at the heart he painted earlier in the years. He felt his eyes fill with flames, yet on the outside it was just gleaming in sadness. He got a rock from a corner besides some kind of closed down resturant. Grabing the rock, he scooted his knees over to the heart. Clutching the rock in his hands, the sharp corners cut his paws. Taking a finger and writing their initials besides each other inside the heart. (T+S)..... Thomas then took the rock, screamed, and struck the rock into the concrete, breaking his last and only heart.