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Fat!ShinoKiba: The Akimichi Way :icondebu-neko-kun:Debu-Neko-Kun 12 17
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COMM: Sunset
Miku giggled to her group of friends as they walked into the bar, her stylish canvas bookbag slung over her arm.
“I didn’t even know it was possible to pass that exam, let alone ace it!” she smiled, still a bit awestruck at the feat.
“That’s why we’re here at a bar on a Wednesday night, girl! We’re the queens of Chemistry, we deserve a party.”
“Drinks on Miku!” one girl chuckled, sitting at a booth right across from the bar. Miku just sarcastically chuckled and joined her. Miku waved down a waiter and ordered a round of drinks for everyone, though as the designated driver of the evening, she stuck with a lime soda. Evenings like this made her happy to be considered “popular”, as opposed to the many nights she spent alone in highschool. Although, even surrounded by so many people, smiling there in her booth, there was something that made her feel… different.
Isolated.
Lonely.
“So?”
Miku surf
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COMM: Gakupo X Kaito-sensei: Keep Me Warm
Kaito-sensei waddled down the hall, his unbuttoned jacket letting his unrestrained belly rub and pat softly against what could have once been considered his blue-sock-covered knees (now merely segments on rounded trunks attached to colossally fat thighs and pudgy toes.) He looked from room to room, gripping his scarf in nervous fear as he passed the raindrops falling outside the windows.
“G-Gaku! Gakupo, please!” he stuttered out, feeling that cursed cold creeping in. Why did he have to be gone on a rainy day of all days? Why? Why today?!
Just as tears crept up behind his red-framed glasses, he felt those familiarly strong arms hug up under his massive, flabby chest, lifting him off the ground. His jiggly butt mushed up against Gakupo, practically engulfing his torso in fat cheek.
“There you are! I was looking for you, my ice-cream ball!” Gakupo smiled. Kaito dangled there, his arms out like a hugged cat.
“I-I was looking for you too! It’s… c-c
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Emoberry :icondebu-neko-kun:Debu-Neko-Kun 55 16
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Art Trade: Avery (unsuccesfully) Excercising
Avery bit into a slice of steaming pizza, eyes locked on the colorful television show displayed on the screen across from him. He shifted his orange-skinned alien girth on the couch, his doughy hips crinkling numerous empty candy wrappers as he readjusted his weighty body. Without moving his eyes from the screen, he reached for another slice of cheesy pizza, his fingers grasping nothing but air and cardboard.
“Hrmph…” he whined, glancing at the newly-empty top of the pizza-box tower that had formed by the couch. He’d have to buy more… as soon as this episode was over. He snuggled back down against the cushion, his back fat warming the seat (although his butt fat had it covered, as well as 2/3 of the couch.)
“Avery! Where are you- what do you think you’re doing?!”
“O-Oh, hey Kate! I was just, uh…”
The sea-foam-green-skinned girl walked in front of the T.V., hands on her chubby hips. Avery gave her a sheepish smile, brushi
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Housecat- Saturday
"Haru, little kitty, time to wake up." Niels called softly, gently patting the dozing boy's plush arm. Haru let out a little squeak as he yawned awake.
"Master? Are we going someplace?" the boy asked, pulling his blanket up to his pudgy chin.
"We have an appointment with Doc Tobi today. He wants to make sure you're still doing alright."
"D-Doc Tobi?... I-I-Is he gonna stick me with a needle again? Master, I-I don't wanna go if h-he's gonna poke me again!" he cried, his feline ears flattening back against his head in fright.
"Haru, he was just making sure you weren't sick! I promise he wasn't trying to hurt you on purpose." Niels spoke, petting the panicked boy on the head soothingly.
"I-I still don't wanna go..." he mumbled, looking away.
"I'll tell you what. If you're good at the doctor's office, I'll take you to get ice cream and then we'll go to the park. And if you're extra good, we'll stop by the toy store on the way home and I'll let you pick out whatever you want. Sound like a d
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Runaway
Neff patted his tan face dry with a towel, clearing his face of the remaining post-shower dew. Pulling his sweatpants up over his thin, athletic legs, he stopped and turned sideways, inspecting himself in the mirror. He was still as thin as ever, his freshly-passed highschool track star days having sculpted him into an admirable figure of health. He smirked to himself and slipped his oversized shirt on. With a little yawn, he flicked the lights off in the bathroom and walked into his dimly-lit bedroom, pausing briefly to watch the rain patter against the window outside. Lightning flashed, making him jump a little.
“It’s just rain, dummy…” he breathed to himself, shivering gently. Regardless, he quickly hopped to his bed, his fluffy brown cat tail curled against his leg in lingering fear. With a little sigh, he pulled several blankets up around his body, cocooning himself in cotton.
“Just rain…” he repeated to himself. “Just rain, nothing
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Eggplant Sumo
Gakupo bowed his head, his soft purple hair falling down over his shoulders. With a soft breath, he slid his katana out from its sheath at his side, holding it high above his head. With great grace, he spun the sword around in his hand, lowering it towards a pedestal surrounded by small plushie eggplants.
“Bring me luck, Eggplant-sama…” he spoke with a stern intensity, carefully bringing it down, careful to keep the ceremony in perfect harmony.
“Ga-kun!”
With a jolt, the sword slipped out of his hand and skewered the largest of the stuffed eggplants, the purple fabric slicing clean through.
“W-Wha…!” he cried, spinning around in time to see Kaito latch onto his slender stomach in a low hug. “Kaito! What are you doing here? You know you’re forbidden in my shrine!” he scolded, trying to pry the blue-haired boy off of himself. Kaito just nuzzled his stomach, holding fast.
“I came to congratulate you on your concert co
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Princes Chapter One
Aren coughed, pulling in a raspy breath as he shuffled through the snow, his feet near-frozen within his thin leather shoes. He pulled his hat down tighter over his black rabbit ears to shield them from the freezing wind, shivering uncontrollably. He looked up, hoping to see the town, a cottage, shelter, anything. Anything to save him from the cold. To his despair, only a thick curtain of white was to be seen. His shuffling slowed, the feeling fading away from his legs. He dropped to one knee, his shivering calming as the blood flooded his chest cavity in a fleeting attempt to keep him alive. His heart thumped slowly in his chest. His fingers trembled. His eyelids fluttered. His other knee dropped to the snow, the very strength within him ebbing away into the cold.
“H-Help…” he weakly called into the air, falling to the ground. His hat dropped off of his head, his ears flopping out into the snow. As his eyelids shut, he could hear the crunch of horse hooves against th
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Kiba sniffed the air as he approached the sturdy bamboo door of the familiar dojo. "Good, Shino's here, and alone..." he thought to himself, recognizing his best friend's scent instantly. Although... something was off. He seemed similar, but his aroma seemed... strange. Heavier. Maybe he'd been training? He shrugged, but nonetheless sniffed again as he reached for the handle. Eggs, beef, noodles, sweet buns, mochi...
"Oh, he's got food! A lot of food! Man, I'm starving from the walk... focus, Kiba. You'll never be the future hokage bellyaching like this!" his mind yelled as he stepped inside. He squinted and raised a hand against the bright sunlight pouring in through the high windows, his eyes yet to adjust from the forest shade.
"You really should practice your stealth more, Kiba."
"Yeah, well, we can't all be bug boys." Kiba smirked, slowly lowering his hand to reveal his old friend, albeit in new form. Kiba's eyes widened in shock as he gazed upon the now-350 pound ninja, Shino's body packed tight into his form-fitting clothing.
"Shino! You got fat!" Kiba blurted out, looking him over. His belly rested on his thick thighs in his cross-legged position, though the way it pooled against his pudgy legs like a soft, flabby dome seemed like it would probably hang there regardless. His arms, crossed over the front of his skin-tight bodysuit which did nothing to hide his plump breasts (or the small nipples clearly outlined by the stretchy fabric), billowed out and pushed hard against his generously-sized sleeves like two bags of soft, pale pudding.
"From my training with the Akimichi clan. I've learned a lot in your absence, Kiba. Why, you may ask?" he spoke, climbing to his feet with surprisingly little effort. "Because... you can never have too many tricks up your sleeve."
Kiba adjusted his fur-lined coat and looked up, at the ceiling, away from his body. It was too much... he was already nervous, and now he had to deal with a whole new flurry of emotions he couldn't grasp? Keep it together, hokage!
"Yeah, well, that's kinda what I'm here for. I need you to teach me some new jutsu, something to give me a real edge even without Akamaru."
Shino took a step forward, his hips swaying as he moved, his massive butt bobbing behind him.
"Hmm... very well, dog boy. But only because I like you so much with that new goatee." Shino smirked, peering at him from beyond the spaces in his optic headgear. "What do you want to know?"
"Anything! Teach me the last thing you learned."
"The last thing? Hmm..."
Shino put his hands on his hips a moment, then raised his palm.
"Right. Stand back, far back. Away from the training dummies there."
Kiba did as he was instructed and moved back to the far wall, giving the visor-clad fatty plenty of space. Shino took a few steps back, then clasped his hands together.
"Expansion Jutsu!" he cried, voice emanating power. Kiba watched as he rapidly puffed into a ball, not unlike the yellow ocean fish he'd seen before, and tucked his limbs against himself.
"Witness... ultra human boulder!" he shouted, his body glowing with a strange energy. He began to roll forward at incredible speeds, mowing the training dummy down into nothing but flying hay. As soon as he came to a halt, his body deflated, returning him to normal. He landed on one knee with his palm to the floor, shaking the dojo walls slightly.
"Woah... did you come up with that yourself?" Kiba asked, actually impressed.
"Half of it. See, the expansion jutsu relies on your size for chakra; that, I've got down." he said, patting his belly for emphasis. Kiba couldn't help but blush under his facial markings watching it jiggle, straining his buttons.
Shino continued, "The other half is from my insects. They feed on my chakra, and now that I'm practically overflowing with it from the insight of the Akimichi, I can channel their power tenfold. It's nearly unstoppable." he said with a pleased little grin. Kiba looked down at his body, then back up at his face, cheeks still softly flushed. "So all of this... gives you more power?"
"Exactly. Bulk up, dog boy. Then I can teach you something."
"B-Bulk up? You mean... I've gotta become a puffball like you? No way! Teach me something else!"
"I thought you wanted to be hokage?" Shino smirked, crossing his beefy arms over his belly. "You'll never get there if you're not willing to train for it."
Kiba glared at him, but then sighed and relaxed.
"Fine... but this is for training, nothing else! Just... use a jutsu on me, make me fat like that."
Shino just let out a small chuckle. It was odd to see him this happy... he was obviously enjoying this.
"Doesn't work like that. You have to eat your way there. Think of it as your first continued training for this line of jutsu. As for what and how, that's up to you. I'd get started sooner rather than later, because it took an awful lot just to get here." Shino spoke, turning around. "Now, please, go get started. My mid-afternoon training session is just about to begin..."
Shino wiped a bit of drool from his lip as he waddled forward, hoping Kiba didn't notice. Indeed, Kiba's eyes were too busy with staring at his immense, wobbling cheeks, their outline betrayed by his tight pants. Kiba shook the pink-tinted thoughts out of his mind, adjusted his own pants, and fled the dojo, returning to the forest trail.
This was going to be a long week...
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"NARUTO!"
The blonde man nearly dropped his bowl of ramen as Kiba burst through the entrance, his claws digging into the walls.
"Kiba, what's wrong?!" he asked, setting his food down by the dozens of other bowls lined up. Kiba stomped across the floor and dropped down on the floor across from him.
"Teach me how to eat!"
"...uh, what?"
"Teach me how to eat like you! You eat so much, and I don't know how you do it. So teach me how."
Naruto looked puzzled, but shrugged and pushed a bowl of beef ramen to him.
"Well, I guess you just put your heart into it. Let the taste guide your motions, and eat to fill your hunger. I'd say don't eat past that-"
Kiba took the bowl in his hands and hungrily shoveled the contents into his maw like a starving dog, swallowing everything down to the last drop. He flipped the bowl over and slammed it down between them, rattling the other bowls.
"I... think you got it?" Naruto chuckled nervously, watching as he began the process over again, but faster. He slowly got up and moved to the door.
"I'll be at the shop... getting more ramen..."
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Each day seemed like a repeat of the previous day for Kiba, with subtle differences.
Get up, eat ten bowls with Akamaru. Run to the ramen shop for ten more bowls at lunch. At dinner, triple it.
Loosen pants.
Rub stuffed belly.
Sleep.
Repeat.
This continued for a week with no noticeable change. So he doubled the regimen. Then added snacks throughout the day. Then began using beast jutsu to annihilate village-sized servings all by himself.
It wasn't until he couldn't buckle his flak jacket that he noticed he was starting to make real, fast progress! If he kept it up, he could surpass even Shino, he thought. So he doubled it again, visited the equipment shop, and began on week three...
By week four, Kiba had transformed into a man of pure "power", or so he called it. He'd developed a definitive waddle (alongside Akamaru, who he decided to leave out of future gorge feats, lest he find himself with a ball of wolf on his hands) and his still-strong arms no longer reached around his round, doughy belly. He was at least five times larger than when he started, but why stop there? He wasn't going to see Shino for another week, so why stop there? By Tuesday, his cheeks were fat and full, like he permanently had food stuffed in there. By Wednesday, his plump, dimpled hands could no longer reach his belly button. By Thursday, his butt cheeks began wobbling heavily with every walk, and nearly slapped the backs of his legs when he climbed out of the bath. By Friday, he'd gone through his sixth size-change on his coat and jacket, and even now, his fuzzy belly stuck out from beneath his coat, a patch of reddened fat softer than a ripe peach.
By Sunday, he was panting as he reached the dojo once again, the walk seeming far more arduous than he previously had experienced. "Must have been an earthquake..." he thought, his blame on the uneven terrain. "Whatever. Just wait until Shino sees me, he'll be so impressed, he'll HAVE to show me everything!" he practically smiled to himself as he pushed open the door, practically gasping at what he saw within.
Shino sat, eating a plate of sweet rolled eggs, at nearly three times his previous size. He had visible stretching on all of his clothes, the leather pulled to a shine over his bulging fat, even his visor in need of a refitting above his fat cheeks. As if to emphasize his new heft, a button burst free from his jacket as he swallowed the last treat, his pale belly jiggling out into the open. He calmly set the tray to his side and stood (rather, rolled) up to his feet, though it was noticeable that his stance had widened to accommodate his thunder thighs.
"H-How..." Kiba stuttered, watching in frozen awe as Shino waddled towards him.
"I have my own technique. And it looks like you have yours. Well done, you seem ready." Shino grinned, reaching forward to put a hand on his belly. "The insects tell me you're about 400 pounds... half my size. Not bad at all."
Kiba hopped back, his belly wobbling out from under his jacket even more. He tugged it down, cheeks practically glowing. "H-Hey, don't touch! All this growing has made me... r-really sensitive..." he muttered. Shino smiled knowingly and nodded, stepping back.
"Don't worry; I understand perfectly. Now, let's get started with your first lesson right away... balance. Come here, stand in front of me."
Kiba slowly nodded and moved forward, coming within inches of his belly. He could feel the warm energy radiating off of him: it felt good. Soothing.
"Lift one foot up, and move it back behind you. You need to be able to control your new body if you want to learn anything."
"Easier said than done..." he grumbled, shifting in place. He slowly raised a foot, but quickly lowered it back to the safe floor.
"How am I even supposed to move it back with all of... 'this' in the way?!" he huffed, his hands moving back to his behind. Shino moved in front of him and grabbed his lower belly, eliciting a startled jump from Kiba.
"I've got you. Now lean into me, on one foot."
Kiba's cheeks flushed bright red as he lifted his foot and pushed himself forward, his face moving towards his blubbery chest. He was certain he could see some of his pink nipple through a tear in his chest piece...
"Keep your center aligned. Use the power within you." Shino spoke, but Kiba's heart was pounding in his ears.
His belly looks so soft, I just want to tear his clothes off and-
*crash*
Kiba toppled hard, landing right on his belly. His whole body jiggled like a pool of jelly on impact, and continued for a few embarrassing seconds.
"H-Hey! What the hell?" he shouted, turning over (with some force) to look back up to Shino.
"You weren't focusing. You need to focus if you're going to learn."
"I-I would, if... if..."
Shino looked down at him.
"Never mind... this is pointless, hopeless. I'll never-"
Shino was suddenly on one fat knee, very close to him.
"Don't you ever say those words again. Ever. You have to fight for this, Kiba. Just look at you- your dedication has already brought you so far. It's brought us through so many missions together, through so many years. We've been through impossible battles, always pulled through. Together. And when we're together, we always will. Never... never say it's hopeless again."
Kiba looked up at him, stared into that familiar visor, into those mysteriously hidden but beautiful eyes. Into the eyes of his best friend. His more than friend.
"Now... up." Shino stood up, and offered a flabby hand down to him. Kiba paused, then grabbed it, pulling himself up. Immediately, he put his hands on Shino's compressed lovehandles, and pulled him into a deep kiss. Shino's covered eyes widened, his pale cheeks turning a rich crimson, then closed, drawn into the warmth and the softness. After a few seconds that lasted a day and yet no time at all, he pulled away and grinned.
"That's a thank you, big boy."
"Well, thank you. I'm glad to know you feel the same way." Shino smiled, leaning back in to kiss his cheek. "Now, how about we go to the house and get some food? For training, of course."
Kiba smiled, and leaned back around to squeeze his back rolls.
"And maybe afterwards you can show me the bedroom."
Shino blushed deeper, but he still smiled.
"For training, of course."
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Greer leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, as a tall man with short red hair stepped into his office.
"You wanted to see me, sir?" he spoke with a booming, commanding voice, his extremely muscular frame deepening his tone.
"Yes, yes I did. Please, come in, Mr. Berinhard, and please, shut the door." Greer grinned calmly. The beefy guard did as he was told, then turned and stood at attention, his tight black uniform smoothed perfectly around his bulging muscles.
"May I ask what this is about, sir?"
"It has come to my attention that you wish to move up in the ranks, to ascertain a more... meaningful, position. You're bored with watching over researchers, no?"
The guard fidgeted. "Well, yes, sir. I believe my skill would be better used elsewhere, in more important areas."
Greer's grin widened, and he sat up, his recently-bleached snow-white hair falling down to his smooth forehead.
"More important, you say? Well, as it stands, I may have a very special post lined up for you. It would raise troop morale and give them something to aspire to, really get our faithful workers out there going."
"You mean... a commanding position?" the guard asked, finding it hard to keep his stern face from pulling into an elated smile.
"Something like that... you'd certainly be in the sights of all guards. Would you like a drink, to commemorate your new post?"
"Oh, yes sir, very much sir!" the guard spoke, his excitement shining through. Greer chuckled and retrieved two glasses and white marble decanter from a drawer in his desk, setting them on the table. He first poured a tall glass for the excited guard, who watched the liquid come out pure white. It double his excitement, knowing Greer never shared his fancy liquors with anyone but the fanciest and mysterious of his friends, like that figure who'd come to discuss some sort of business dealing involving catboys and a café. He had such an odd name... Zero, wasn't it? Oh, it doesn't matter now, he was a commander, a true commander!
Greer watched his lips form into a happy smile as he accepted the glass, raising it to his lips for a long drink. Greer simply picked up his glass and held it, swirling around the milk-like liquid with gentle flicks of his wrist.
"You know, Calvin... you were quite wonderful at the science post. I admit, I was a little upset when I heard how unhappy you were there. I deliberate many long hours before I dedicate anyone to anything, you know. It's almost as if you don't trust my judgement..." he spoke in his slight Austrian tone, ending with a little sigh.
Calvin nearly choked on his drink as he stopped mid-gulp.
"N-No sir, that's not it at all! I just figured you could benefit far more with me at a higher position." he nervously smiled, grasping the happy tone already set.
"Is that so? It wasn't bold ambition that prompted you to complain so audibly to everyone with two ears?"
Calvin suddenly felt very hot, like the uniform was ready to burst into flames. He took another gulp of the tasteless drink and tugged on his collar, his forehead glossy with sweat.
"If ever there is a concern, I want it brought right here. Right to this desk."
"Y-Yes, sir." Calvin nodded. He felt like the uniform was choking him, like it was far harder to take a breath. He took another drink, despite the bloated feeling that was beginning to well in his abdomen.
"It just... bothers me greatly, that a man I admired for his tactical prowess and dedication would blab like that. For all I know, you took your job to the bar and spouted the same complaints over sweet beer and peanuts."
Greer tapped his silver ring against the glass in his hand, the little *plink plink* noises making Calvin shiver.
"S-Sir, I would never- hnnf..."
Calvin grunted as a sharp pain rose pierced his stomach, and looking down, he could see why.
His formerly rock-hard abs had devolved into one blob of soft flesh that bulged over and under his belt.
"You would never what? Squeal?" Greer grinned, watching him stare down in shock. His belly continued to swell out, his belt creaking loudly. Like a wave, the fat spread up to his chest, his blocky pecs softening into hefty moobs under his sweater. It went further up, his cheeks plumping and his chin dimpling.
"G-Greer, what... g-gah!" he cried as the belt cut in deeper. He fumbled with the buckle as his hands softened into stubby mitts with fat palms and dimpled knuckles. Aside from the pain, he felt embarrassment as his thighs slowly swelled together, his expensive pants creaking louder than the leather belt.
"If you'd payed more time listening to the scientists and less time complaining, you would be able to tell me what their latest project was..." Greer smirked, setting the glass back on the table. Calvin let out a cry of panic as the rate of growth seemed to double, pumping him plump with pure fat. He was now sporting a pair of fully-blown moobs, and was the new owner of two chins. His formerly flat butt was now a jiggling mass of blubber nearly down to his bloated calves now barely contained by his pants. He felt like he could explode, and he just might if he couldn't-
*BAM*
The buckle from his pants burst off, shattering the picture frame above Greer. Calvin's belly jiggled out under his shirt, its mass rapidly moving down towards his thighs.
"My my, look at you! Sweating like, dare I say it, a pig!" Greer giggled madly. Calvin could barely hold himself up, his muscles long buried by 380 lbs. of lard.
"W-What... what did you..." he huffed, exhaustion from the panic and weight weighing heavy upon him.
"What did I do? Tsk tsk, pay attention! I said it was an experiment... one I'll have to reward the boys down in R and D for. You see, the boy-cow thing was such a success, but after the recent mishap at Ushi, I figured we needed a fallback plan, a new line of products for the unwitting consumer."
Calvin's stance widened as he continued to grow, but this time, the growth felt... different. He felt like he was getting fatter for sure, but...
Then he noticed it.
His clothing was starting to get looser and looser, bunching up at his ankles, the stretched-out fabric practically falling off of him. He was getting shorter! And all of that fat was relocating in what little room it had. After about two feet of lost height, his growth/shrinkage stopped. He felt terrified, helpless, and above all, confused. Just when he thought it couldn't get any worse, the sides of his head began to burn. With one hand holding up his pants, he slowly raised his arm to his head, accidentally patting his moob with his fatty arm. Was that?... It was. A soft, fuzzy ear protruded from his head.
"I proposed a new serum, one that lets me mix and match DNA to create virtually any animal hybrid I want. I'm very pleased to say that the pig test worked like a charm~" Greer continued, standing up.
"P-Pig?..." Calvin stuttered, his voice higher and more "cute" than he remembered. He sniffled gently, wincing as he experienced the same burning on his behind. Unknown to him, a small pink tail curled it's way out of his tailbone to top off his sagging cheeks.
"You've got it, my porky pal!" Greer smiled, walking to open the door. "Get yourself down to Rodney, he'll get you cleaned up and into your new uniform. Yes, I think the others will be delighted to see the new mascot and stress toy, Calvin the Pig. And if you're a good little guy, I'll even fill your trough with chocolate truffles. Oh yes, you've certainly got some growing to do as well!~ Waddle on, you!" he laughed, ushering the speechless Calvin out the door.
Calvin stood at the doorway, tears welling in his eyes.
"M-My body... I-I'm..."
He couldn't even bring himself to say it. He sniffled, wiped his eyes, and slowly shuffled onward to his new life as a four-foot, 400 lb... pig.
Little Pig (Warmup)
Enjoy a little warmup piece I did to practice writing on my phone again 
That Greer has a temper >w> 
(Edit: totally forgot to mention that the cameo mentioning of Zero is talking about :iconcandykittenxx: 's character from her wonderful Kitten Play stories, which will always be a favorite of mine! ^w^ Go read them if you haven't, Candy is an incredible writer! ) 
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Thank you again to everyone that's lent support to me, I honestly don't know what I would have done without you. My brother and I payed the guy that wanted to kick us out rent so we can stay here for another month in this shabby home from until we can find another place. I've got a place in mind that's about 400 a month, and I should be able to float it with the job I'm taking at college (assuming they find a position for me) along with the support money. Gosh, this is all
a big bunch of confusing uncertainty... 
I'm hanging in there, though, and I'll do my best to stay strong! I'm happy I still have a cell connection to get to see everyone's messages, at least ;w; Sorry if this sounds disjointed and weird, my head's been in a million places at once... anyway, I hope everyone is doing well in this crazy new year! I'm practicing writing on my phone again, so hopefully when I'm feeling better I can get started on commissions! 
I really really didn't want to have to do this, but I guess I'm on my last legs here. I'm so so scared, and being the youngest person in my family (at 18) I'm not super sure what to do, but I thought I might just make a GoFundMe page to try and raise money for rent so I, my brother, and my mom don't end up on the street. Her boyfriend is throwing us out simply because she told him not to shoot guns off his porch while drunk on New Years' Eve, and he said she has no right telling a man what to do, and that we can just get out. 
Any help escaping this uncertainty would be very appreciated. 
gofundme.com/ap-save-us-from-homelessness

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Huh.... there's not much to know about me, really. I just like to write, I think chubby boys are adorable, and I have a grey cat that likes to sleep on my keyboard. X3
Feel free to ask questions!~
Icon image is from a game, Animal Boyfriend. I didn't steal it, I can't even draw ;a;
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galaxylii Featured By Owner 2 days ago  New Deviant Student General Artist
Ah thanks for the donation!
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chub-n-guts Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh my goodness your stories are absolutely addorable??? I'm honored that you watch me wow!! Would it be okay if I make art for one of your stories??
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Debu-Neko-Kun Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2017  Student Writer
Oh my absolute gosh you like them that much?? That makes me beyond happy oh my goodness!! Feel free to draw whatever you'd like, I'm so happy that a wonderful artist like you would even consider ;w; 
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MayoRaine Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks a ton for dropping that watch my boooiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!11!!!1!!!    B^)
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Debu-Neko-Kun Featured By Owner Apr 2, 2017  Student Writer
No problem at all!~ :3 
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Rinny--Kins Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2017  New Deviant Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Uuuh
UhhM okay forgive me for posting this bust just in case you didn't catch the announcement I put on disscoooord-
Hey, just coming here to say that I had to move accounts because I couldn't retrieve the password for my old one. Soo yeah, this is the new Rinny. Sorry about that. Please feel free to keep watching my old account, but watch my new one too so we can keep in touch!

sorry ahhahaha *slinks off*
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Debu-Neko-Kun Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2017  Student Writer
It's quite alright dear, I'll give your new account a watch! Sorry your old one broke ;3; 
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Rinny--Kins Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2017  New Deviant Hobbyist Traditional Artist
T-thank you!!
And yeah, whatever. I needed a new place anyway, I think.
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LaurenTheFox Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2017  Student Artist
Thanks for the watch! :D I love your stories! ^^
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Debu-Neko-Kun Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2017  Student Writer
No problem at all! And thank you so much!~ :heart: 
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