Foodtopia

Thoughtlessly, she opened her mouth and took the doughnut. This one stretched her cheeks and smeared cream cheese frosting on her lips. She grinded her mandible to masticate the onslaught of pastry. No room remained, though, and her stomach narrowly held together.

As much as she loved the gluttonous feeling of fullness and the pressure of her pelt under Nick's paw, she could only hold so much.

Nick held up the next doughnut.

Judy shook her head, wagging her cheeks, and swallowed her current doughnut. "Nick,--I think--that's it." Her middle ached. "I've--had--too--much."

Nick closed the box and held her cheek. "I'm sorry, I didn't--"

Judy's top shirt button shotgunned off, and taut bunny flesh surged through the opening. Her shirt quivered around the next button, doing its best to hang on. But, that failed, and her next button popped, ricocheting off of the bar of a cell.

Inmates ducked for cover.

Nick held on tight to her cheek with wide, aghast eyes.

From there, Judy's buttons blasted away in quick succession. The third button blew, then the fourth, and then the fifth, and so on, and they scattered throughout the station. Her belly flooded out, starting from the top and ending at her pants. Her huge gut, fat and fluffy, bulged wider than her ass and up to her eyes. Finally, her stomach had escaped the confines of her shirt. Without such restrictive clothing, she was much more comfortable. She blew a sigh of relief. The ache in her belly gave way to a euphoric fullness.

Nick sniffled his nose. "I was worried for a--"

Judy's stomach ripped her buckle from her belt, sundering her blubber-bearing infrastructure. Her lower belly gushed out and demolished her pants. Again, the bliss of space eased Judy's ache away. She groaned in utter satisfaction. "Ohhhh yeah." Her crammed gut was finally free to take up all the space it needed for its gluttonous stuffing. It wasn't very professional, but Judy felt an innate pride for the naked, swollen mass of her stomach. No one could deny how huge she had grown.

Blood trailed down Nick's nostrils.

Judy gasped. "Oh no! Your nose--did I get you?"

Nick furrowed his brow. "Huh?" He touched his finger to his upper lip, then pulled his paw away, discovering his own blood. "Uhhh, no. But I could use some help, erm, cleaning up. Why don't you help me in the bathroom?"

* * * * *

After a long day of police work, Nick strode down the hallway of his apartment building. Aging lights lit creaky floorboards and dingy wallpaper. As he passed one door, muffled television chatter emanated from it. He unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, eager to get comfy. One forepaw held a heavy bag of takeout from Savannah Central.

A mole trundled his way, hunched forward over a cane and wearing a flannel nightgown.

Nick slung off his cap. "Miss Hillsby."

Her thin voice wavered. "Try to keep it down tonight, alright?"

He couldn't restrain his smirk. "Sure thing, Miss Hillsby."

She scowled and walked on.

He approached his place, pulled his keys out of his starchy pants, and slotted them into the deadbolt. With a twist of his keys and a twist of the knob, he was inside. "Honey, I'm home!"

He stepped into an empty living room and shut the door behind him. Down the hallway, light leaked out from the bedroom. While he walked back there with the bag of food, one forepaw unbuttoned his shirt and unclasped his belt. He heard wet sucking and thick churning from up ahead, along with the occasional throaty moan. Clad in only his boxers, he rounded the turn into the bedroom.

Judy's magnificent stomach sprawled over the floor, front and center. The king-sized bed of blubber was larger than Nick's old bed had been, and it was warm and furry, to boot. Wide and round, its soft rolls lifted Judy at least two feet off of the ground. On all sides, her gut curved beyond her reach. Her breasts billowed from her chest in blimps of fat. They weighed into her upper stomach, then rested on the floor. Each massive orb was wider than a doorway, and they peaked at her face level. Weight gain had stretched her puffy, pink areolas, and it gave her nipples like beach balls.

A laptop sat in her cleavage. Sloping chins expanded from her neck, over her chest and under her laptop, in motionless ripples. The rabbit's cheeks had always been thick, but now, they swelled in plump pouches over her shoulders. One arm, twice as thick as it was long, extended to the laptop's keyboard. Its fat rested in two ponderous piles of pudge, one at her bicep and one at her forearm. Her other forepaw gripped its corpulent fingers over a tube that she held to her mouth, creasing her forearm against her bicep.

The tube was the end of her cream cheese frosting pump. Its other end hooked into a keg standing faithfully at her gargantuan side.

Judy gulped from the hose rapidly, but her eyes focused intently over her bubbly cheeks and on the screen before her. Her ears stuck up straight, a sign that she was in the zone, even as her fat lips sucked audibly at her thick snack. Her stomach churned and burbled.

Nick couldn't see exactly how bloated she was, but he could guess, based on the fact that her stomach pushed her breasts out a few feet further than this morning.

Judy's ass towered high into the air, with curvaceous mounds that loomed above Nick's head. Big and bulbous, the gray-furred fat rolled up her back, brushing the rolls at the back of her head. Its cheeks swept out to her sides, weighing down her stomach and dipping to the floor. And her rump extended far past her chubby little feet, burying her tubby legs under a humongous heap of lard.

Nick gawked a few moments, soaking in all of Judy's enormity.

She guzzled and guzzled. With each gulp of frosting, her belly pulsed, wiggling her ass and jostling her tits. Her stomach burbled and sloshed as it took on more and more frosting.

He tapped his foot, growing impatient. "Honey, I'm home!"

This time, Judy looked up from her computer. She sucked one last drag from the tube, then popped her juicy lips off of it. "Sorry! (HIC!) I was--a bit--busy." Her words were always stilted after a proper, stomach-stretching stuffing. She bellowed a sharp, low hiccup that throbbed her upper stomach outward, knocking her tits.

Nick put the bag of food down with a thud. Then, he pulled his boxers past his stiffened penis and stripped them off. "On a tough case, eh?"

Judy nodded, flopping her cheeks and chins. "Uh--huh. (Huff!) I've--been--following up (URP!) with--suspects--all day."

Nick walked over and leaned into her chest. "Maybe you need a break to clear your mind." He slapped his forepaws on her laptop lid, closed it, and set it on a nearby desk.

Judy flailed her arms. She reached towards her laptop, swaying her body over her floor-bound belly. "Hey! I--was--in the--middle of something." As she spoke, her busy gut sloshed with damp churns.

Nick propped his backside in her wrecking ball boob. "Ahh, you're a smart bunny. You'll get it, I know you will. You're a great detective, even if you do all your work from home. But, sometimes, you take this job too seriously."

Judy scarcely folded her arms over her chest. Her forearm fat draped over each other and nearly covered her face. "Is--this--your way of--asking for attention?"

He smiled sheepishly. "Mmmaybe. C'mon, we've both been working all day, and I want to catch up."

Her sweet smile pushed her cheeks up against her eyes. "You're--right. So--what did--you get me?" Despite her obviously overpacked gut, she still pined for food from Nick.

Nick turned to the bag of takeout. "Oh, yeah!" He walked back over to it. "I got you some yemisir wot. I went with horse size." He reached inside and wrapped his fingers under a bucket the size of his torso. He saw brown mush through the translucent lid, and the bucket warmed his arms. With strain, he pumped his legs to heft the heavy load.

Judy huffed a sigh. "Good. I--don't think--I could finish--an elephant size, (hoohf), right now." Her stuffed gut confirmed with a loud gurgle.

Nick tottered from one foot onto the other, uneasily clomping back to Judy while sloshing the bucket. "Aw, don't sell yourself short! Or, in this case, thin." Filling Judy was a high that Nick couldn't help but chase.

And she was more than happy to oblige. She licked her lips in anticipation. "Ohh, don't--worry--about that. It's only--bigger--and better--for this rabbit. And--you're--gonna stuff me--to get there." Even as her loud, bloated stomach groaned with her day-long stuffing, she flirted about feedings with Nick.

Nick leaned into her rack.

Dense but soft, her warm, fuzzy fat supported him.

He rested the hot bucket in her sexy cleavage. "You got that right. Now, open wide." He ripped off the lid, unleashing the strong, spicy scent of berbere. Chili peppers, garlic, clover, and a wide array of other aromas bubbled together in the lentil stew.

Judy's eyes lit up, and her nose twitched at the overwhelming fragrance. She cranked her jaws apart, pushing back her cheeks and squashing down her chins. Her stubby fingers fluttered delightedly, and her hips wiggled, swinging her ass cheeks overhead. They rocked long and slow as her excitement passed through their broad, heavy density.

Nick put the bucket to her lips. Cautiously, he tilted it upward, making sure all of the stew flowed right down her gullet.

She chugged the stew, swallowing it as quick as it came. Her eyelids drifted shut, and she cooed. The yemisir wot poured right down her throat. With each gulp, she moaned a little, whether from pleasure, effort, or both. She pushed down big lumps of food, which bulged her chins before disappearing in her colossal gut. Her breasts gained on Nick until they hugged his hips in doughy blubber. But it wasn't her breasts that were growing. No, her stomach was bloating further towards him, pushing her breasts out. Her stomach widened, too. Past her breasts, Nick could see that the sides of her stomach expanded even further than before, like an inflating blimp covered in plush fur. Her growing gut ballooned out in smooth, vast strokes. As the glut lifted her back further from the floor, her weight bore down harder on her lower belly's fat, pushing deep creases into it. Eventually, her swelling stomach parted her breasts and bumped into Nick's legs. Unlike her cushy tits, her stomach pressed him like a concrete wall.

By then, the bucket was about empty. Nick raised it high, dripping the last drops into Judy, then set it behind him. He knelt between her tits and put his forepaws on her stomach, gently massaging it.

She was hard as a rock. Her turbulent gut throbbed against his hand as it squelched louder.

He took care to press only very slightly into her tempestuous bulk. "How was it?"

Judy creaked and churned. Whines cracked in her voice. "So... good... so... fi--(HIC!!)--filling... I... I'm... suh... (urp!)... so... huhh... HORnnyy..." She took long, labored breaths, blowing her plump cheeks.

Nick leaned forward into her face. He raised his forepaws and grabbed pawfuls of each cheek. He pulled them forward, hugging his muzzle with her warm, plush cheeks. Then, he opened his mouth and locked his lips on hers. His tongue entered her mouth.

He lapped playfully at her tongue.

She batted back, parrying him. Warm and wet, her mouth was a sensuous playground. She cooed sensuously.

He slowed and caressed her tongue.

She met him in long, strong strokes. She moaned. Judy dragged her arms forward and held Nick's forepaws. Though her paws were shorter, their swollen pudge dwarfed his.

Nick backed from the kiss and nuzzled her cheek, rubbing deep into her comforting softness. "I love you."

Judy hiccuped, jostling her inflated bulk. "I luh... love--you--hrk--too."

He stood, wobbling his sturdy wood in her face. He retreated from her heavy tits. Then, he walked to her side.

The vast circumference of her stomach was alarmingly tight, speaking to Judy's incredible gluttony. It glorped and burbled busily, diligently transforming food into fat. Her ass loomed behind it, huge but soft. The top of her ass plumped just behind her head, but so much lard flooded it that it rolled back, over her underbelly, and met the floor. At its bottom, it pressed into countless dimples; at its sides, it flared in wide, heavy curves; and each cheek topped with a broad, gentle peak. From head to toe, Judy was shorter than Nick. But now, she had an ass that matched his height all on its own.

While gazing at her, Nick walked behind Judy. Just the distance of his walk evoked how fat she had gotten. His heart skipped a beat, and he whistled in amazement.

Judy shouted over her shoulder. "What,--never seen--my butt--before?"

Nick sighed. "More times than I can count, and yet, every time I see it feels like my first time." He joined his palms and pushed his forepaws between her ass cheeks. His fingertips dived past butt blubber until hitting her underbelly. He didn't find her feet, and at this point, he couldn't tell if he was scraping her calves, thighs, or if it was all just butt. He wanted to part her cheeks like curtains, but they were too heavy. Instead, he wriggled his shoulders into the fatty cleavage.

Her heavy ass pressed on both sides of him, enveloping him in warm, cushy fat.

He reached up to the top of her butt. It covered up to his elbows, and its flesh wrapped around his back. He was truly in the bunny burrow now. He pushed down on her ass peaks, and his hindpaws gripped her underbelly.

Her doughy ass was too malleable to give him much leverage, and her belly bloated into such a smooth tautness that he couldn't find purchase on it.

Luckily, he only needed to rise a few inches above the ground. With effort, he pulled his chest forward.

Judy's back formed a canyon, with one rolling wall of pudge on either side of her tail.

Nick pulled his forepaws up to her blubbery shoulders and gripped tight. His hips were locked deep in her ass, and his thighs hugged her fattened mound. Her ass grasped him, but he grasped her fupa. His cock tickled her cushy entrance. He brushed his lips against her ear. "Are you ready?"

Judy hiccuped. "If you don't--get in me--this instant, I'm--gonna roll over you--and get that cock--myself." As enticing as the proposal was, it posed no small amount of risk.

"I'll take that as a 'yes'." Nick reared back his hips, preparing his entry angle. Then, he lunged forward, driving his cock directly at her slit. His head deflected off the rim between her lips, though, as if they were sealed tight. "Errr..." He shook his upper head, then aimed his lower one, ensuring that it was correctly aligned. He drove towards her again, but slipped off of her pussy rather than entering it.

"C'mon--Nick!! Quit--being funny."

Nick swallowed a lump in his throat. "Yeahh, I'm not trying to be funny. Are you sure you're horny? You seem, erm, locked up."

Judy scoffed. "I'm not--'locked up.' Even if--I was,--you haven't gotten--to my vagina--yet. Just--get into--my vulva, for--crying out loud."

Nick nudged his knees into Judy's underbelly.

It was hard as a rock, inflating around the base of her mound. It actually seemed to press up and into her flabby lips. It pressed so hard that it shut her outer labia tight. Judy's immeasurable stuffing had blown her up so large that her body didn't even have room to keep her pussy open.

At the thought of that, Nick clenched Judy's shoulders tight. He squared his hips and put his cock's head at the seam between her lips. Then, he slowly pushed forward, putting all of his might into his penis. Gradually, he passed his head into her vulva.

Judy moaned. "OhhhHHhhg... have you... always... been... this biIIIiig?" Her belly's groans and gurgles swelled and popped, responding to the pressure of Nick's member. Her lips, fat though they were, crushed his cock.

Once Nick entered her vulva, he encountered a pussy full of eager lubricant. The sudden slickness took him by surprise, and he rocketed right through, slamming deep into her vagina. His hips rammed aside her upper ass.

The force sent Judy's backside into tremors, and she wobbled atop her ballooned belly. Her arms groped around, but she only had her own flesh to reach for. OhhHH!"

Nick pulled back gingerly, but his cock was lodged in her. He felt stuck between her clamping labia. He pulled slightly harder, and that didn't work, either. He pulled just a bit harder than that, and he zipped right out, like his cock was lightning and her aroused lube was the grease. "Ack!"

He made sure his penis was still attached. After that confirmation, he tried to push back in, but she was still too tight. Nothing had changed.

After all, Judy was just as aroused. She could have all the lube in the world down there, but it didn't matter if she was too bloated for her labia to part.

So, Nick focused his abs and thighs, and he rammed his way back in. Then, he pushed away hard, slinging his sturdy cock out of her. His prodding head sloshed plenty of her dampness along the way. Next, he pounded inward once more, charging to the depths of her vagina in an instant. Given the tight squeeze of her vulva, his cock displaced her lube, splurting it out past her lips. Every move required tense muscles and dedicated attention.

From his inward heave, Judy bounced back and forth. Her glutted gut sloshed with its innumerable pelt-stretching meals, and her moans wavered, low and relaxed. The squeeze of her outer lips added to the suck of her tight vagina, wringing untold rapture from Nick's cock. Then, as he pulled out, she gave a light, needy yelp. "Eep--ohHhHh--eep--ohHhHh," she went, over and over. Her voice came out deep and slow, dripping with sultry tones like a thick molasses. "Ohh,... you're... so... forceful... tonight... hoohff...!"

Nick grunted as he responded. "Hngh--I have to be forceful--ungh--to get in your cramped rabbit hole!!" The more he fucked her, though, the easier it came. His muscles learned the appropriate strength to apply, and his thrusts came naturally. He drilled inward, filled her deep, then pulled right out, readying another hard push. He dived in, pushing her walls apart with his firm manhood. Then, he yanked out.

Her vagina and vulva practically pushed him out, sealing her nethers shut because of her sheer girth.

But Nick pierced her slit once more. He yanked her open with his long, steely lust, and he stuffed her hungry vagina. As Nick slapped back and forth, his backside shouldered her ass cheeks. He pumped out against her supersized mounds of fat. They were heavy, but he had to apply such force to escape her pussy that his back easily parted her cheeks.

Her ass cheeks trembled away, then clapped back tight over him, smacking him with precious, enormous blubber.

Along with their rebounding momentum, Nick thrust back into Judy. His jackhammering insertion knocked Judy hard, scrunching her back.

Her tubby hips curled upward, compressing her deep, expansive back rolls into squished slabs of fat. Her little tail wiggled ruttishly between her enormous love handles. Each love handle spread far across the back of her stomach, tugged wide by her bloated waist. Of course, several other rolls stacked up along her back, all the way to her head, where her uppermost back roll collided with her neck fat.

Nick plunged his forepaws into the crease above her love handles. His arms delved into her fat up to his elbows. His fingers kneaded through her packed, gushing lard. With so much of her blubber in his grasp, Nick's blood boiled, as if he had snorted a line of night howler. He slung his hips back, thrusting Judy's ass off of him. Then, he plowed forward. He bored deep into her pussy, he slammed her corpulent mound, and he pounded her underbelly. Before her ass even came back to meet him, he wrenched his cock back out. His back juggled her butt cheeks, rippling the massive, heavy globes without end. Instantly, he catapulted back into her. He used the leverage of her deep, dense back fat to hurl his cock far into her.